[{"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-227":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},1334673,1778,"Chapter 227","the-problematic-child-of-the-magic-tower-chapter-227",227,"\u003Cp>[Translator - Night]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Proofreader - Gun]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chapter 227: An Old Promise (1)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It felt like his entire body was submerged in water—each step unbearably heavy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…Damn it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All his nerves were focused on the back of his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was because of Oran, whom they had left behind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Is it really right for us to just go on like this?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If they joined forces, they might not be able to kill it, but maybe they could at least drive it away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Oscar wrestled with the thought, Kaya snapped him out of it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t worry about it. And stop thinking pointless things.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oscar looked at her in surprise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He thought she would be the most troubled right now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But she kept her gaze fixed forward, running without even batting an eye.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That was his decision. He must’ve believed he could hold out somehow.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oscar opened his mouth as if to speak but then shut it firmly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No matter what he said now, it would only be dismissing Oran’s choice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kaya was right.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All they could do now was trust Oran and get out of the mountains as quickly as possible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Then we’ll gather a rescue team and return as fast as we can.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A little later, as they crossed the boundary of the first peak, Oscar spoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If we keep running for about 40 more hours, we should be able to make it out of the mountains safely.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Once we get there, we’ll be able to use spatial magic again, right?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes. As long as we descend the mountains, organizing a rescue team and returning should be fast.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They also had to account for the time it would take to travel back to Oran’s location.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kaya calculated in her head and nodded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If he left with that much confidence, he should be able to hold out. Didn’t he survive two full days and nights before?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“True.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thinking about it that way eased some of their urgency.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oscar looked at Kaya with a curious expression.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Why are you looking at me like that?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s amazing. You have a calming effect on people.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Just a big sister trick, that’s all. You don’t have any younger siblings, do you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No, I don’t.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Oscar answered, his gaze drifted to Sasha, who was strapped to Kaya’s back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘I didn’t have siblings, but I did have something like children—maybe three.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thinking of it that way, he could sort of understand what Kaya meant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ever since he started raising disciples, even his tone had softened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d become more flexible, learned how to deal with people better.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Stop.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oscar suddenly halted, blocking the group.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kaya, a beat behind, stopped and narrowed her eyes at the scene ahead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What is this…?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Signs of the Wind.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At Oscar’s answer, Kaya asked reflexively.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Signs of what?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Everything you’re seeing ahead.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kaya looked forward again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The first peak of the Red Mountains.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The hills and ridges below it looked torn and gouged out, as if someone had forcefully ripped them apart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It didn’t feel like looking at land—it felt like staring at the corpse of a colossal creature.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only the lingering traces of violent winds remained above the exposed ridgelines.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kaya swallowed hard, unable to look away from the destruction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What kind of disaster happened here…?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Wind, Silmarion. A wind spirit completely driven mad after being corrupted by demonic energy.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oscar knew this entity better than anyone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—Please destroy him. Release him from his suffering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In a previous life, the Wind Spirit King had asked Oscar to end Silmarion’s pain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A few months ago, when transplanting a wind spirit into Fran, he had heard of this “old promise.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘…Honestly, this isn’t how I wanted to find him again.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Wind was powerful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was the most cherished child of the serene Silaphrion, one of the top-tier spirits.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So when he fell into madness and became a corrupted spirit, Silaphrion had gone on a rampage, vowing to eradicate all demons in the world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Back when I was Level 8 in a past life, I led the White Tower mages in a subjugation mission to fulfill that promise.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The result was failure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though no one died, they couldn’t destroy him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They attempted two more subjugations after that, but both failed—the Wind could not be found.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In this magic-unstable region, locating even a minor spirit was nearly impossible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…Feels like we escaped a wolf only to walk into a tiger’s den.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Still better than being wiped out by the Eye Thief.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Eye Thief teamed up with the Mountain Devourer. Who’s to say the Wind hasn’t done the same?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just then, Edna stirred on Kaya’s back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Peeking her head out to look forward, she spoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Kaya, you don’t need to worry about that. The Wind isn’t capable of teamwork.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…Because he’s insane?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes, completely. He’s in such a state that communication is impossible.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kaya nodded slowly at that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I think I get the idea. I know someone like that too.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You mean that berserker mage or whatever you mentioned before?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The one Kaya once said she least wanted to deal with in the Violet Brigade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Recalling him, she grimaced.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yeah. Thinking of him makes me believe we’ll be fine—as long as we don’t run into the Wind directly.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes, which is exactly why we’re fortunate.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Edna pointed ahead as she continued.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“A wild gale rarely returns to the same place within a few days. And judging by those traces—they’ve only appeared recently.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That’s good news.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“And the first peak, incidentally, is the second largest in the entire Red Mountain Range.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All known information screamed that an encounter with the Mad Wind was unlikely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oscar, eyeing the traces ahead, spoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…Still, just in case, let’s move in the opposite direction of where the Mad Wind passed.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There’s no harm in being cautious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>* * *\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whoooosh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The entity walked the mountain path, exhaling a cold, eerie wind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With each step it took, the surrounding trees splintered and the terrain twisted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>–Grrraah.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, a figure formed of red wind clutched its head with both hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A voice echoed alongside a splitting pain, as if its head was about to burst.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Destroy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Destroy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Destroy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>–Gaaahhhh!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wind erupted from the being’s center, sweeping through the area.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blade-like wind sliced off mountaintops and overturned the earth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>–Grrraah.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a while of rampaging, the entity panted heavily, then suddenly turned its head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From that direction came a very familiar presence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Translator - Night]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Proofreader - Gun]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>–……\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The feeling of that unfamiliar emotion surprised the being.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All that remained in it was the instinct to destroy—yet in that moment, a warm memory flickered through.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>–…A fairy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment it realized that the energy belonged to a fairy—an old friend and distant relative of spirits—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the being began to walk slowly toward the source of the presence, like a bee drawn to a bright flower.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>* * *\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mages, by trade, typically have poor stamina.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, a mage isn’t meant to be running around with sweaty feet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their purpose is to annihilate enemies from afar with a click of magic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Which is why Kaya Lockwood was such an anomaly among mages.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mages from forest tribes, who mix tattoo magic with physical techniques, naturally have good stamina.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A glance to the side caught sight of the man running about three strides ahead of her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘…But what about him? Why is he like this?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wasn’t from any forest tribe, yet had been running for over dozens of hours already.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And it had been over 30 hours since he started carrying Edna on his back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘I always thought he was special, but I didn’t expect this level.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She already knew he had an exceptional ability to sense mana and an overwhelming understanding of magic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But to have physical stamina rivaling her own?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was unexpected.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, to be fair, he was likely still far below her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her body had been restructured, after all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His hadn’t.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“……”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, Oscar’s pace slowed and eventually came to a stop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kaya stepped up beside him and asked,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Tired? Should we take a break?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No… It’s not that…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oscar furrowed his brow and asked back:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Isn’t it too quiet?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Well… it is the Red Mountain Range?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Making noise in this place was like announcing your location.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Red Mountain Range, filled with monsters preying on each other, was always wrapped in silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But something about this moment felt different.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘It’s even quieter than usual. Like…’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As if they’d stepped into the eye of a storm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Edna confirmed it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“In the past 30 minutes, ambient sound levels have dropped from the Red Range’s average of 62 decibels to 34.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That much?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>34 decibels—quieter than a whisper from an average person.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even for a place as silent as this, that was excessive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Kaya, I have a bad feeling about this.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“All of a sudden? I thought the Mad Wind never reappears in the same place?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That’s what I thought too, but…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before he could finish—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Something appeared in front of them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“……!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“……?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The reason they called it “appeared” was simple—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It had, quite literally, emerged from nothing, as if hypnotically conjured from thin air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oscar, Kaya, and even the dragon Edna froze in place.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Goosebumps rose on their skin, and they couldn’t even exhale.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It felt as if even that small act required permission from the being before them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“……”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There were five figures in total—yet not a sound or presence among them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sweat dripped from Oscar’s brow as he cautiously glared at the newcomers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘The Mad Wind…’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To think it would appear like this—so suddenly, without a single sign.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The shock hit even harder because of the complete lack of warning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>–Fairy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, Silmarion muttered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And just like that, Oscar understood how they’d been found.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Damn it… Is it because of Sasha’s energy?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was a half-blood—part human, part fairy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And spirits are like distant relatives to fairies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In that sense, it was no surprise the Mad Wind could sense her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘The real problem is its intentions.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why had the Mad Wind sought them out, drawn by Sasha’s presence?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because they didn’t know, Oscar and Kaya held still, wary of provoking it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If they were lucky, perhaps it would leave on its own.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then, at last, the Mad Wind made its intention known.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>–Fairy… energy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“……?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>–Familiar memories. Warm times.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was… was it capable of conversation?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as Oscar began to hope—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>–Destroy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Mad Wind suddenly stretched a hand toward Sasha.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kaya, who was carrying Sasha, instantly pushed off the ground and leapt backward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Damn it—fall back!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oscar hastily gathered his mana.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Translator - Night]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Proofreader - Gun]\u003C\u002Fp>",1783,"2026-06-05T20:00:10.789Z",1,"novelbin.me","a83f40168f7670c50099de6d86c696d0690a6225d07646cefb00df2bcf3491b1","the-problematic-child-of-the-magic-tower-chapter-228","the-problematic-child-of-the-magic-tower-chapter-226",375,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-problematic-child-of-the-magic-tower-cover.jpg"]