[{"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-359":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},1334630,1778,"Chapter 359","the-problematic-child-of-the-magic-tower-chapter-359",359,"\u003Cp>[Translator - Night]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Proofreader - Gun]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chapter 359: Observers (9)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clusters of light, shimmering like ripples on water, settled throughout the pure white space.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching the majestic sight, Oscar asked,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Edna, what exactly is going on here?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hmm, first of all, those aren’t just lights—they’re digitized records.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…Aren’t those the things you turned into books and stored here?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That’s correct, but it seems they were all reverted to their original state after being caught in the explosion of Devourer of Void.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What kind of absurd resilience is that?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“They’re even sticking to my subspace right now?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Indeed, the clusters of light were embedding themselves here and there throughout his subspace like barnacles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Staring at the scene, Edna muttered:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s almost as if… they’re assimilating.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Assimilating?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes, it’s as though this massive lifeform called ‘records’ is desperately struggling to survive.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That’s kind of creepy.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Still, isn’t it admirable?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yeah, right.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Do dragon eyes really find that admirable?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oscar glanced around with a sullen expression.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everywhere his gaze landed, assimilation was taking place without exception.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So what happens when that finishes?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I don’t know.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Edna blinked as she gave that irresponsible answer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“To begin with, this is my first time witnessing such a phenomenon as well. The idea that records themselves possess a sense of self—there’s nothing like this written in any existing record.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then maybe they’re just haunted?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…All records are precious. More importantly, I don’t sense any malice from them.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That much is true.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he slowly nodded, Edna crouched down and stared at the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There, black letters were written.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Reading over her shoulder, Oscar asked:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Standing upright? What does that mean?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I can say with certainty that this is one of the greatest records in history.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What is it?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It is a record observing and documenting the moment the first human successfully achieved bipedal locomotion and left footprints upon the earth. It’s quite fascinating—I’ve read it several times myself.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…You really recorded everything.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We quite literally recorded everything.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Flash!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, the black text turned golden.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Staring at its radiant glow, Oscar said,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The color of the text changed.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I saw it as well. Shall we try touching it?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before he could stop her, Edna reached out—and then made a puzzled expression.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How strange. Nothing happened.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That’s normal. What were you expecting?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I thought perhaps it would turn into a book.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Well, considering they had been books before turning into data after the explosion, it wouldn’t be strange if they reverted again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crouching beside her, Oscar said,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Let me try touching it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Go ahead.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Edna nodded casually, and Oscar reached out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment his long fingers touched the golden —\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His vision changed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The cold, damp air unique to a forest at dawn pierced his lungs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The thick scent of soil, the pristine air devoid of even a speck of dust.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘World liberation? No, that can’t be it.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The world he had liberated did not look like this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nor could a dragon like Edna have liberated a world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Oscar unconsciously looked around, something caught his eye.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘A person?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No—though they looked human, something about them felt off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were crawling on all fours like beasts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, one of them slowly straightened its spine and supported its body on two legs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…….”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then his vision blurred, and Edna’s face began to come into view.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…Ska? Oscar?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her hand tapped his cheek lightly, snapping him back to his senses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ah.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Are you alright?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“W-what was that just now?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What do you mean?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The wilderness—the forest. Didn’t you see it? Something that looked like a human was crawling on all fours and then…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His gaze drifted back to .\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…stood upright.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What are you saying?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Edna asked back with a baffled expression.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Are you saying you viewed that record as a moving image?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No. It wasn’t like a video. It felt like I was directly experiencing that moment myself.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…….”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At those words, Edna fell into thought before lifting her head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, gazing at the shimmering clusters of light, she murmured softly:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If that’s true, then this isn’t simple assimilation.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then what is it?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It would be more accurate to call it evolution. Records that were previously conveyed only through books, illustrations, and video have undergone evolution by merging with Oscar’s spatial magic.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Edna’s eyes began to sparkle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each cluster of light reflected in them was the history of the world—someone’s record.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment the first king was born upon the continent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The trajectory of a sword first drawn by a nameless swordsman.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Humans studying magic, once the exclusive domain of dragons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If all of those records can be seen and felt vividly… that would truly be evolution.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No matter how well written, records conveyed through text, images, or video can never perfectly deliver everything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But if one could directly experience the situation, it would become the most perfect record of all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But why is it that I cannot see it? Why?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Edna repeatedly touched with lingering reluctance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Maybe ownership of all the records has been transferred to you, Oscar.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What? That’s so sud—ugh.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oscar suddenly staggered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The earlier record had not been something to read or hear—it was closer to something to endure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though it lasted only an instant, countless emotions and fatigue had flooded in during that brief moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Are you alright?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…Maybe because it’s my first time, I’m tired. Anyway, I have ownership?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That would be my guess. After all, you are the master of the spatial magic.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A fairly convincing argument.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a moment of thought, Oscar spoke:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I grant Edna Sol Laplace permission to access .”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“There’s no way something like that would—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, Edna’s voice trailed off, and her eyes grew unfocused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Translator - Night]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Proofreader - Gun]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Edna?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After about three seconds, just as Oscar began to grow uneasy and reached to shake her shoulder—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Gasp!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Life returned to Edna’s eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She hurriedly looked around.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I—I saw it! Me too! Standing upright!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Seriously?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes! It really seems you’ve taken ownership of all the records, Oscar!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing Edna’s excited words, worry came first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…Just so you know, this isn’t my fault?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huh? Ah, of course not.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She responded more nonchalantly than expected.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“These records were going to be discarded anyway. Not only did you prevent that, but you even developed them further like this… If anything, you more than deserve the qualification.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Th-thanks.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing how much she usually cherished records, he had expected her to cling to him demanding them back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking at the still-black text, Oscar said,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If it’s black, that means the imprinting isn’t finished yet, right?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“There are too few samples to be certain, but that seems likely.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then once all those clusters of light finish imprinting, would this entire place become a massive archive?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Honestly, he couldn’t tell whether that was a good thing or not.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Of course, I know these records are incredibly valuable. I know that, but…’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Are they records he personally needs?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Judging by , most of them would probably be like that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Still, it’s better than having nothing.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, doesn’t everyone eventually grow curious about something at least once?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Secret histories, perhaps.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or the truth behind certain events.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once all the imprinting is complete, he would be able to see whatever information he was curious about.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the very least, it would satisfy his curiosity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Come to think of it, I could probably make a tidy profit just selling information.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There would likely be a line of buyers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, if the Dragon Lord heard that, he’d foam at the mouth—but hadn’t he already abandoned ownership?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had been planning to destroy them rather than let them fall into the hands of the demon race.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘As for other uses, I’ll figure them out gradually.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Oscar stood up, Edna followed suit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alright, let’s head back. The demon race will be coming soon.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if those demon bastards arrived late, there would be nothing left for them to take.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They would believe all the dragon records had been completely incinerated, and the Dragon Heart was gone as well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>* * *\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment he returned to the White Tower, he was bombarded with nagging.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Are—are you okay? You’re not hurt anywhere, are you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I told you, I’m fine.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oscar had to calm Sasha several times.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“B-but in a book I read, it said there’s a terrifying rabbit sage living on the moon!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…Which publisher printed that?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Spreading false information and ruining children.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only after quite some time did Sasha relax, and she listened to the story of what happened on the moon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Dragon Heart! Your mana has definitely become incomparably deeper than before.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yeah, I probably won’t end up getting beaten up anywhere now.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t tell her about the demon race entity inside his soul.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Telling her now would only make her worry unnecessarily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Nothing happened while we were gone, right?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I went to the Yellow Tower Master’s funeral.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So they went through with it—a state funeral.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oscar gave a bitter smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Is that so?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes. It’s funny when you read the newspapers.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She handed him several papers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Calderan’s great star falls. Pentarion Ereus dies from a long-concealed illness.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Every thunderclap will remind us of him. Already, we miss the Empire’s hero.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[A sea of tears at His Majesty’s eulogy.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Who will inherit the position of Yellow Tower Master? Public attention focused.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Yellow Tower Master, huh. I wonder who it’ll be.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Probably one of the elders. Even though he’s dead, the faction that followed him is still the largest.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Which means the Yellow Tower will still be a pain going forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Tch.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oscar clicked his tongue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t like how luxurious Pentarion’s journey to the afterlife had become.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a senile old man, he had ended up leaving behind a name as a great hero.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Master, you don’t like this situation, do you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Of course not. That old man tried to side with the demon race just to live longer. He’s not even worth mourning.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“His Majesty probably had no choice.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I know.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Recently, the demon race’s activities have been becoming increasingly blatant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The imperial family had even uncovered traitors hidden within the Dark Trackers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘If news spread that the Yellow Tower Master tried to betray humanity, it would only create more chaos.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not for his sake, but for the Empire and humanity, he had to die as a hero.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if he understood it logically, it still left a bitter taste.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oscar shoved the newspapers aside and spoke:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“There’s nothing else I need to handle, right?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Uh… probably not. Do you have something to do?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I think I’ll be away for a while.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Are you going on a trip?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You could call it a trip… just clearing my head.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, he wasn’t really going just to clear his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘That thing inside my soul.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From his trip to the moon, he had gained three things.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One was the dragon records engraved into his subspace, another was the Dragon Heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the last was the information that what resided inside his soul was of the demon race.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘If nothing else, I can’t just leave that demon alone—it feels too unsettling.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For now, he would get rid of that unpleasant thing inside his soul first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was his top priority.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Translator - Night]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Proofreader - Gun]\u003C\u002Fp>",1888,"2026-06-05T20:00:10.790Z",1,"novelbin.me","b923cfe1feffa47c4c52e537200f46479fefa0f1d2ccfc13db661c9f24f7efcb","the-problematic-child-of-the-magic-tower-chapter-360","the-problematic-child-of-the-magic-tower-chapter-358",375,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-problematic-child-of-the-magic-tower-cover.jpg"]