[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-the-problematic-child-of-the-magic-tower":3,"chapter-the-problematic-child-of-the-magic-tower-the-problematic-child-of-the-magic-tower-chapter-200":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","The Problematic Child of the Magic Tower",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1334896,1778,"Chapter 200","the-problematic-child-of-the-magic-tower-chapter-200",200,"\u003Cp>[Translator - Night]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Proofreader - Gun]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chapter 200: Proposal (2)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Currently, Oscar was—if we exaggerate a little—practically perfect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had more mana than most Masters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had more experience than most Masters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And he possessed an extensive arsenal of magic usable in virtually any situation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘But there’s one weakness... even in my otherwise perfect self.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All of those abilities required mana.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And that, more than anything, was the fundamental difference between a knight and a mage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A mage without mana was nothing more than a prideful punching bag.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oscar knew that well, which was why he continued to train his body and claimed to be both a man of magic and martial arts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘What I need is something that can cover for me in emergencies—when I run out of mana.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That’s when the Wind Archive had strongly recommended the white bracelet now lying before him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oscar turned his eyes to the document beside the bracelet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Confiscated Item No. 32310]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Name: 『Starry Night』\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Classification: Shape-shifting Weapon (Bracelet → Sword)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Effect: When the wearer bends their wrist backward twice, a white sword composed of mana is formed. The blade's durability and cutting power are equivalent to that of a skilled level-5 knight’s aura blade. Even those without mana can use it in a limited fashion via the built-in reserve mana, but once that is depleted, the weapon remains in bracelet form until recharged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Origin: Shadow Thief, Silk Solain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Having read the entire description, Oscar nodded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘A sword, huh. Not bad.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before his death, he’d swung a sword quite a bit himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, battlefields were far too chaotic for a mage to just stand around with arms crossed in arrogance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Click.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He fastened the bracelet around his wrist and bent his wrist backward twice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fwooom—!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The bracelet, now glowing with light, shifted toward his palm and transformed into a sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, the blade was unlike any typical sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It emitted radiant white light, as though it could illuminate the night sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘It’s light.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So light, in fact, that he nearly forgot he was even holding it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He swung it slowly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The mana-forged blade trembled softly and let out a deep, heavy hum.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fwoong! Fwooong!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Unlike a normal sword, the blade is entirely composed of mana.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Which meant that apart from the hilt, it had no physical form.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a few more test swings, Oscar nodded again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He liked the grip, and more importantly, the fact that it operated on reserve mana.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Hopefully I won’t need it—but it’ll be useful in a pinch.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Decision made.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This would be the item he’d take with him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Click.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He bent his wrist forward twice, and the sword coiled back into bracelet form.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This is convenient.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Smiling in satisfaction, Oscar glanced at the bracelet wrapped around his left wrist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was the Bracelet of Illusions he’d bought at the underground market in Baran City.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Right, I had this one too. I’m slowly getting covered in artifacts without even realizing it.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And he didn’t mind the feeling one bit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even the most powerful of mages rarely traveled unarmed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He himself had worn all sorts of artifacts in his past life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘All of that’s probably buried in the Great Demon Emperor’s tomb by now…’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each of them was priceless, treasures that no amount of gold could buy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clicking his tongue in regret, Oscar returned to where Fran was—only to find the boy pale as a sheet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You finished eating?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yeah... but I feel kind of hot.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Looks like the medicine’s taking effect.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was likely that the low-grade spirit implanted in Fran’s body was reacting to the consumed spirit stone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If they were lucky, the spirit might even evolve into a higher-grade one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if not, it would still become stronger than before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Here, take this.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oscar handed Fran a necklace he’d picked up on the way.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s an artifact that greatly boosts the user’s speed. It should suit you well.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Th-thank y—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fran suddenly collapsed forward mid-sentence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oscar quickly caught him and placed a hand on his forehead—it was burning hot, like a furnace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘His body can’t handle the growing pains of the spirit, huh?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This meant his plan to immediately return to Sirin with Fran would have to change.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a brief moment of thought, Oscar hoisted Fran onto his back and headed out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>* * *\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When they arrived at the Clinic of Miracles, Vesalius was standing and reviewing charts, looking healthy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He beamed when he saw them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ah, you’ve both arr... Hmm?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His face changed when he noticed Fran slumped over Oscar’s back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Professor Oscar, what happened here?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Well...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oscar quickly explained the situation, and Vesalius sighed in relief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If that’s all, then it’s nothing too serious.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But he seems to be in quite a bit of pain. Are you sure he’ll be okay?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes. He’s likely experiencing high fever and some pain, but it shouldn’t last more than two days.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vesalius placed a hand on Fran’s forehead, and his expression softened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ll take care of Fran, so please don’t worry too much.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sorry to trouble you, especially since you just recovered yourself.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Haha! Not at all. Thanks to you stopping the terrorist attack, I wasn’t seriously hurt, and you even took care of the cursed beast. I can sleep in peace now. This is the least I can do to repay that debt.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A healer personally acknowledged by the Emperor was offering his care—what more could Oscar ask for?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Translator - Night]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Proofreader - Gun]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He nodded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“When Fran wakes up, tell him to rest well before heading back to Sirin.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re leaving ahead of him?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Please wait, I’ll see you out.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Vesalius moved to hand Fran over to the nurses and follow Oscar out, Oscar shook his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No need. I’m not going through the front door anyway.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sorry? Then where are you going—?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vesalius glanced at the unfinished, still-under-repair wall, but that wasn’t the answer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oscar pulled on a thread of space.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>* * *\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A familiar sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Air he knew by heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ah, this is nice.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Home truly was the best.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Travel was exhausting and tiring.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oscar had arrived on the rooftop of the White Tower in the blink of an eye via portal, and was basking in Sirin’s air when—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BAM!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The rooftop door burst open violently, and a petite woman stormed in, exuding murderous amounts of mana.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You've finally crossed the line. How dare you invade the White Tower… huh? Master?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sasha’s icy expression instantly transformed into that of a harmless creature.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She retracted her magic in an instant and came running toward him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Eh?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Creak—she stopped in her tracks, her eyes narrowing with suspicion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hold on. Master went to the capital with Fran, didn’t he?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The magic she had withdrawn began to swell again, heating the rooftop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Realizing she had been deceived, Sasha’s eyes sharpened like the deadliest blade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’ve clearly lost your mind. Not only have you dared to trespass into the White Tower, but now you’re impersonating Master Oscar?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finding her reaction amusing, he clasped his hands behind his back and decided to tease her a bit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Well, well, what an interesting revelation. Calling Oscar ‘Master’—is the former Tower Master reincarnated or something?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Th-that’s… that’s not it!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching her fluster in panic, her face pale, Oscar stopped the joke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You really still can’t lie, huh? I’m just teasing, Sasha. It’s really me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I-I don’t believe you! Oscar’s in the capital with Fran!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hmm. Wasn’t it when you were four? You accidentally broke Gilly’s favorite toy, and fearing retaliation, came crying to my room at dawn…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“S-stop! I get it, so stop already!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blushing like an apple, Sasha yelled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…Please explain.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’ll understand better if you experience it yourself.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oscar opened a subspace portal and gestured for Sasha to enter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Approaching cautiously, she followed him through the portal—then immediately looked harmless again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh, this is Lake Silvarin, right? We came here during the Night of Mages.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That’s right.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So this is… an illusion spell or something?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No, we actually arrived at Lake Silvarin.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Staring at the still-beautiful lake, Oscar began explaining what he had achieved in the capital.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So you stabilized all six magic circuits in the subspace and even created a spell for portals?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Rather than creating it… it’s more like I finally noticed something that had always existed.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Same difference!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With sparkling eyes, she clapped like a seal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You really are amazing, Master! The only person to use spatial magic like this since the first Tower Master!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Well… I’m the only one who inherited their magic.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ado, Oscar’s master, passed down a form of spatial magic that was a single-line legacy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though a few others dabbled in similar types of magic, none could compare to this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So, with this portal spell, could we go to the Kingdom of Yan?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s possible, but it consumes a massive amount of magic.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Traveling from the central capital to the Kingdom of Yan consumed about 30% of his mana.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But from Sirin in the north to Yan?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It would take 70%.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The longer the distance, the more exponentially magic is consumed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then… what about beyond the Red Mountains?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That didn’t work.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In fact, one of his first attempts had been to cross the Red Mountains.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If that had worked, he wouldn’t need the royal family’s help to retrieve Edna.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘If only that were possible, the White Tower’s lost magic and records could all be restored in an instant.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the Red Mountains were one of the most unstable magical zones on the continent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beyond them lay the Gray Zone, where magical storms constantly raged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Most knights and mages couldn’t even function properly there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That’s a bit disappointing.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Can’t be helped. Let’s change the subject. Nothing happened while I was gone, right?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Nothing… huh.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Usually, Sasha would cheerfully reply, “Nope! Not a thing!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now, her face was a little sullen as she glanced toward a part of the city.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Some rather annoying people have settled in Sirin. I’m stressed because I don’t know why they’re here.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…Annoying people?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Tattooist and the Puppeteer.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oscar nodded at the names.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Tattooist must be Kaya Lockwood, right? Never heard of the Puppeteer.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Both are criminals from the Violet Brigade. A strange organization with unclear motives. I really don’t get why they came here.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now Oscar understood why Sasha had stormed onto the rooftop so angry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She must have thought those intruders entered the White Tower without permission.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a brief pause for thought, Oscar spoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Their target is probably me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sasha’s eyes instantly turned cold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“They don’t know their place… should I go take care of them?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No, don’t. I don’t think they mean harm.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While Oscar was handling Dirje, those two had restrained and gift-wrapped Neil Brion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If they meant to kill him, they would have done it then.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘They seem to want to talk, but I still can’t figure out what about.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oscar chuckled to himself, wondering why he was even thinking so hard about it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Turning his gaze toward the city, he spoke calmly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…If we don’t know, we’ll just have to find out. Sasha.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes, Master?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Get ready. As the city’s guardian, we should go greet our visitors who’ve come such a long way.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Translator - Night]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Proofreader - Gun]\u003C\u002Fp>",1875,"2026-06-05T20:00:10.789Z",1,"novelbin.me","72411b293b49c4d796eaf9b3ff43b404ee4d24628620e7fd8a1bcf1d754d565d","the-problematic-child-of-the-magic-tower-chapter-101","the-problematic-child-of-the-magic-tower-chapter-199",375,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-problematic-child-of-the-magic-tower-cover.jpg"]