[{"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-327":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},1334723,1778,"Chapter 327","the-problematic-child-of-the-magic-tower-chapter-327",327,"\u003Cp>[Translator - Night]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Proofreader - Gun]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chapter 327: Terror (5)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“……”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the freak turned his head, the long, dry bangs hanging over his face shifted aside for a moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What was briefly revealed beneath them was a steel mask covering his entire face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even so, it could not hide the rage burning within his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Why?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Countless questions burrowed into his mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>First of all, even he himself could not understand why he had spoken the name Gilly out loud.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In his memories, Gilly had always been a mischievous boy with a bright smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The atmosphere he gave off was completely different from the rage-filled monster before him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Then why did I…’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why had he, even for an instant, thought this person was Gilly?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What in the world was making him so angry?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘And why…’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why did the sight of him, consumed by fury, feel so unbearably sad?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was so much he wanted to ask.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wanted to talk, to hear his voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Calming his turbulent heart, Oscar spoke politely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“First of all, thank you for helping me. He was quite a tough opponent to handle alone.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“……”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I am Oscar Crucian, a Level 7 mage of the White Tower. If it isn’t too much trouble, may I ask your name? For some reason, you remind me of someone I know.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“……”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No reply came.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instead, he felt the stranger’s heated gaze carefully examining his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not avoiding the stare, Oscar continued cautiously, as if dealing with a wild beast.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Do you happen to know the name Gilliot Dominic?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“……”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What kind of answer would he get?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A strange tension filled the silence for a moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Gil… ly.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At last, the tightly shut stranger opened his mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His voice was cracked and rough, like someone with a severe cold—or someone who hadn’t spoken in a very long time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Swallowing a small disappointment, Oscar replied,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes, that’s right. Gilliot Dominic. The person I’m looking for. At the White Tower, currently—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Gil… ly. G-Gilly! Gilly! Gillyyyyy!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Repeating the name over and over in his hoarse voice, the stranger suddenly clutched his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As if crying out in pain, he shook it violently, his whole body staggering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Startled by the unexpected reaction, Oscar asked,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“W-What’s wrong?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Giiillyyy, Gillyyyyy!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes. Perhaps that’s your—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before Oscar could finish, the stranger abruptly froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he stared straight at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sensing an inexplicable unease from that movement, Oscar cautiously began gathering mana.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Gillyyyyyyygh!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“……!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The stranger kicked off the ground and shot forward like a streak of light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dozens of wind blades erupted in his wake, sharp as arrows, all rushing toward Oscar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ugh!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The speed was almost impossible to track with the eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had known the man was fast, but facing the attack firsthand was beyond anything he had imagined.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Faster than any wind… no, any magic I’ve ever seen.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The stranger’s wind had already surpassed even the rotational speed once wielded by Isel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Judging that dialogue had failed, Oscar immediately shifted into combat stance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“……I suppose I have no choice. If you won’t tell me, I’ll just have to take that mask off myself.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Grrraaaah!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A warm breeze swirled gently around Oscar, softly pushing away the enemy’s violent winds—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and at that very moment, a dark shadow fell over his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘He closed the distance this fast? Close-quarters combat?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sure enough, the stranger’s leg, wrapped in black wind, came crashing down at terrifying speed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oscar hurriedly crossed both arms to block, but even that sent his body flying backward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before his feet could even touch the ground—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Grrraaaah!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The stranger closed the gap instantly, driving a fist upward toward Oscar’s solar plexus.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mid-air, falling with gravity—checkmate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oscar’s eyes narrowed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘No fundamentals. A complete mess of a fighting style.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Objectively speaking, it didn’t even come close to Killian’s level.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What was surprising was that it was still extremely dangerous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘In fact, the opposite.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Overwhelming speed that completely compensated for the shallow, crude technique.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That alone was enough to knock down most knights.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘But…’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If this was all he had to show, he wouldn’t reach him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Glancing at the incoming fist, Oscar gathered mana beneath his feet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Air Walk.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With the spell complete, Oscar, who had seemed to have nowhere to dodge, suddenly stepped onto the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was not flight, but walking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, he no longer needed the ground in order to walk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“……!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Noticing him halt in midair, the stranger adjusted his attack trajectory upward—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>but—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tap tap tap!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Running across the air, Oscar slid smoothly and covered the stranger’s mask with his palm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Let’s have you take a short nap.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oscar-Style Martial Arts, Secret Technique – Chapter 1\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sound of the Waves\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>WOOOOSH!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A carefully controlled wind instantly tore through the stranger’s body from the inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Landing softly on the ground, Oscar watched the motionless figure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He should be in a near-coma for at least ten minutes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“……”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Swallowing hard, Oscar extended a trembling hand toward the mask.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What kind of face lay behind it?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Expectation mixed with fear and anxiety.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Whatever the result, don’t be disappointed. Don’t worry.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If it was Gilly, he could fix him somehow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could bring him back to how he used to be.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They could laugh and live happily together again, like before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With that earnest wish, his hand carefully removed the mask—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>CRACK!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“……?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A sharp pain shot through his wrist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It intensified rapidly, twisting his face in agony.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ugh!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the end of his hurried glance, he saw his wrist crushed in someone’s grip.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the same time, he felt a gaze upon him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Slowly raising his head, he met a pair of eyes staring from within the cold mask.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Translator - Night]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Proofreader - Gun]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘He woke up? This fast? Impossible—how?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oscar’s eyes trembled in shock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How many seconds had passed?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Twenty?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thirty?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had expected at least ten minutes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Blink.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>First widening the distance, Oscar glanced at his wrist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bent at a grotesque angle, it dangled limply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Can’t use this in this fight.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Calmly assessing the damage, he wrapped mana around it like a bandage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wouldn’t be able to use it in combat, but it would at least dull the pain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crack, crack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The stranger rolled his neck as if checking his condition—then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“……!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the blink of an eye he closed the distance and threw a punch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bang! Bam! BOOM!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A dozen exchanges occurred in an instant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blocking all the attacks with one hand, Oscar’s expression twisted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Even with mana reinforcement, this much?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His arm was already tingling as if it might cramp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he took much more, even his good arm might become unusable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alarm bells rang in his head as he reset his stance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘This won’t work. I need to take back the initiative first.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The opponent was the type who, once he seized momentum, would press on until death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Stopping that flow was crucial.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Grrraaaah!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The stranger charged again like a beam of light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching him to the very end, Oscar slightly lowered his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His breathing stabilized, and his hands traced a gentle circle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“……Even a deeply rooted tree will snap before a great storm.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But there exists something that, though endlessly bending before fierce winds, never breaks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like a raging typhoon approaching him, the stranger was met with Oscar’s principle of softness overcoming hardness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oscar-Style Martial Arts, Secret Technique – Chapter 3\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sway of the Reed\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like reeds swaying in a field, Oscar’s hands softly redirected the stranger’s punch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To a third party, it might have looked like a rehearsed performance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“……!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His trajectory twisted, the stranger shot away like a bullet, smashing pillars before embedding himself into a wall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Structures collapsed, dust clouds rose, and Oscar held onto a thread of hope.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Please… just stay unconscious.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Keeping his guard up, he watched the rubble.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>WOOOOM!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A massive gravitational pull erupted from the debris, sucking everything inside the building toward it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ugh!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sudden typhoon-like force made it hard just to stay standing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The floor, ceiling, and walls were torn apart—then the storm suddenly vanished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“……”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But it hadn’t disappeared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It had merely been compressed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bursting from the wreckage, the stranger rose, his entire body wrapped in black wind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘A body clad in a typhoon compressed to the extreme…’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even brushing against it would erase flesh and bone without a trace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And how much faster had he become now?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“All I wanted was to see your face once, and you’re charging a premium for it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Letting out a faint sigh, Oscar readied himself again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The figure standing atop the rubble vanished from sight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“……!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Completely lost.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Biting his lip, Oscar desperately pulled at the threads of space.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Move locations as fast as possible.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each time his figure appeared somewhere in the airport, everything at that location was instantly destroyed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOOOM!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Where the black storm landed, nothing remained but utter devastation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Worse, each time he teleported, the gap between them shrank.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Just how fast is he?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fast enough to catch up to spatial teleportation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And Blink consumed far too much mana.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Realizing the situation was worsening, Oscar teleported again—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“……Ah.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The stranger, instinctively reading his movement pattern, was already waiting there with an outstretched hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As that hand filled his entire field of vision—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“……!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, the stranger withdrew and leapt backward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Immediately after—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>KRAAAASH!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A massive bolt of lightning crashed down between them through the shattered airport ceiling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Kh… keugh.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rising in the distance was none other than Isel Marcos—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the man whose throat had been slit and was presumed dead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I… can’t… die… like… this.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like someone returned from the gates of hell, he spat out metallic, grating words that twisted one’s expression just to hear them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oscar drew a deep sigh, noting the triangular positioning between the three of them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“……Looks like it’s going to be a long night.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Translator - 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