[{"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-364":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},1334635,1778,"Chapter 364","the-problematic-child-of-the-magic-tower-chapter-364",364,"\u003Cp>[Translator - Night]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Proofreader - Gun]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chapter 364: The Weight of the Soul (5)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instinct.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That sense, honed across countless battlefields, screams.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That the being standing before him right now is not Chan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘A vessel.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as Itaca had used him as a vessel, Chan too had merely become someone else’s vessel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only, unlike coexistence, this one was theft.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hoo… haa.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The thing that had taken over Chan’s body exhaled deeply and lazily stretched out both arms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, as if appraising an object, it turned its palms over, examining its new body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Not quite to my liking. But for temporary use… it’s not bad.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…Who the hell are you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The opponent gave no answer to that blunt question.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It simply stared intently at his face, as if trying to understand something.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“……”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An unpleasant gaze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It felt as though it were checking whether even the slightest scratch had marred something precious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And above all, he didn’t like those hollow eyes, as if detached from everything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Like….’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment a presence he did not want to recall brushed through his mind—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chan, meeting his gaze directly, moved his lips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“O, sca.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He called his name.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sage.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“……!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not Crucian, but the name from his previous life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oscar’s eyes widened in shock, and the following words continued in a whisper.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Was it worth it… to throw away everything precious?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The brief peace… you gained by killing me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a moment, his thoughts stopped, and his mind went blank.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“……What?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like a stupid parrot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like a broken grandfather clock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could only repeat the same words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching him, Chan tilted his head to the side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Strange. There’s no way… you don’t know who I am.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silence followed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Srrk, srrk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The only sound filling the space was that of black lines slithering like snakes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ah.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, the other spoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So… that’s how it is.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As if he finally understood, he slowly nodded his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You… have been denying me all this time, haven’t you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BEEEE—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment he heard those words, a ringing filled his ears and his vision wavered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chan’s figure split into two, then three, and his heartbeat began to accelerate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thump, thump.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His breathing grew ragged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cold sweat spread across his skin, and his head burned hot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“……”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Truthfully, he had known.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When he consumed the Dragon Heart and peered into his inner self, the moment he encountered that demon there—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>he had felt its demonic energy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘The demonic energy possessed only by the Four Counts… and the Emperor.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No matter how much time had passed, no matter that the body had changed,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>it was so dense that it could never be forgotten.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The energy that being emitted was unmistakably that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘…But the Four Counts are still alive.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had even met one of them—Descartes—in person.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then that thing before him was not one of the Four Counts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Which meant all other possibilities naturally vanished, leaving only a single answer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…Why?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A heavily cracked voice escaped Oscar’s lips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Why are you… still alive?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His stomach churned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nausea surged upward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Marlon, who had told him to act as his heart guided him no matter the outcome.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Radan, who said he would believe in him regardless of the result.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Magiro, who muttered that this was madness yet stayed with him until the very end.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The faces of those who had given their lives to kill that bastard flickered before his eyes like worn-out photographs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the words he had told those who doubted him came to mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Your deaths will not be in vain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That noble sacrifice will grant humanity peace—a future called tomorrow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was what he had said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And he had made them believe it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That this choice was right.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That it wouldn’t be wrong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With carefully embellished words, he had driven them toward death, and they had willingly died alongside him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the result—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…No.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oscar slowly raised his head and stared at the being before him with empty eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You shouldn’t be standing in front of me right now. If you are… then what meaning did their deaths even have…?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hm.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chan looked at him with pity, as though observing an abandoned animal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You still cling… to such fleeting things.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Talk!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At Oscar’s lion’s roar, the space trembled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The black lines writhing along the walls all froze at once—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>like herbivores holding their breath upon hearing a beast’s roar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Tell me why you’re standing in front of me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oscar growled lowly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Facing that raw fury head-on, Chan slowly opened his mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…People all die someday.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His voice was calm, as if stating that the moon rises at night and the sun rises in the morning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Even at this very moment, somewhere on the continent, people are dying. And they likely didn’t even get to choose the day they would die.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chan tilted his head slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As if he couldn’t understand such an inefficient conversation at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“From that perspective, at least your companions—who chose their own day to die—didn’t they make the better choice?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“……!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A better choice?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those words pierced his ears strangely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They stabbed into his heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thump, thump—each beat brought a dull pain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Stop…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oscar barely opened his mouth, forcing out his voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That’s enough. So stop talking.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t want the word choice to be used for their decision.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They had been driven to the brink, pushed by people’s expectations—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and they had made that decision because they believed in someone as pathetic as him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t spout bullshit like you understand everything.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oscar’s gaze changed sharply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Once you’re gone, there won’t be any problem anyway.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crunch!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In an instant, the blade of divinity he swung pierced into Chan’s neck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“……”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the blade merely touched his neck—it did not cut through.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I felt it even when I was inside. You’ve obtained quite an irritating power.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A palm wrapped in demonic energy gently pushed the divine blade away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blade shattered into pieces and scattered, and an even more vile demonic energy filled the laboratory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But what matters is the result. Though the plan went slightly awry, in the end… I have returned.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chan—no, the Emperor—declared his return in a small rural laboratory with an expression devoid of emotion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Srrk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he turned his head and muttered,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It will arrive soon.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“……”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no subject, but he knew what he meant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What came to mind were the black lines streaking across the night sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He remembered they were headed toward the city.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Are you… really fine? Staying here like this?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“……”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Translator - Night]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Proofreader - Gun]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thousands. They will become my sustenance… and die.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Emperor’s gaze returned to Oscar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And he whispered softly, as if tempting him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Choose. Save the people… or fight me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“……”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It felt similar to 21 years ago, when he stood on the hill overlooking the Emperor’s fortress.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When he had the wounded Emperor right before him,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>he had dangled the bait of the White Tower and urged a retreat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Now then… will you make the same choice as back then?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“……”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Will you abandon the people again?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“……”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everything fades.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sound of the black lines writhing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The pounding of his heart as his breath grew ragged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All of it grows faint and distant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thump, thump.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only the sound of his heart echoes in his ears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“……”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oscar slowly lowered his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A floor filled with black lines.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The lines split apart, revealing a scene.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The hill from which the Emperor’s fortress could be seen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fierce wind of that day, the bright moonlight, the heavy scent of earth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the eyes that had looked at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“……”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Much time had passed since then, yet he still stood here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nothing had changed from that day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The same question.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The same man.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“……”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oscar remained silent for a long time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then slowly, he raised his head and looked at the Emperor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hm.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eyes firm, without even the slightest wavering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment the Emperor recognized he had reached a conclusion—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>KWA-A-A-ANG!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A beam of divinity shot forth like a laser.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“As expected.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Emperor lightly deflected it and nodded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So you haven’t changed.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The same question as 21 years ago, and the same answer returned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But will you be alright? The divinity you possess has lost most of its power. At best, you can maintain combat using that power for about three minutes.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as divinity had assessed the Emperor, he too had grasped its limits.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oscar did not answer and instead forcibly drew up more divine power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—You need to calm down!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Itaca, seeing Oscar this enraged for the first time, tried to stop him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—If you move like this, you’ll only help the enemy! Using this level of output will drastically shorten the time I can maintain my power—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It doesn’t matter.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before the words could even fade, Oscar’s figure shot forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Black lines rained down like spears from all directions, but he didn’t bother dodging.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wooooong!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Divinity surged like waves, erasing the incoming lines all at once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oscar forced his way through the brief opening created in that instant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—Twice! At this output, you can only use it twice!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, the Emperor remained relaxed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With just a light wave of his hand—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Srrk, srrrk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The black lines, as if they had never disappeared, swelled and reappeared once more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Twice, huh.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oscar glanced around.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dark.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pitch black.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In this place overflowing with black lines, there wasn’t even a single square meter for him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>KWA-A-A-A!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A black line suddenly surged up from the ground and lashed him like a whip.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ghk!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oscar was sent flying backward, tangling with laboratory equipment as he rolled across the floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But there was no time to groan in pain or check his wounds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shwik! Shwaeek!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thousands of black lines shot toward him—sometimes like spears, sometimes like whips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each one deadly enough to threaten his life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Itaca, we break through to the Emperor in one go.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—Remember. Only twice. Even if you reach him—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s fine. I’ll handle the rest.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—…Understood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Itaca complied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In an instant, sacred power poured forth relentlessly from his entire body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—This is the first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thanks. I’m going!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oscar charged recklessly toward the Emperor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The black lines rose like a wall to block him, but he forcibly broke through them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘It’s working.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Emperor still hadn’t fully recovered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Which meant—wrapped in divinity like this,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>there was no means for the opponent to stop him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘…Just a little more!’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With each passing second, the divine energy emanating from his body grew fainter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the end, the divinity ran out just five steps away from the Emperor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Itaca!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—…Good. Go! This is the best I can give you!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The dim, candle-like glow of divinity suddenly burst into brilliance like the sun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the same time, Oscar hurled himself toward the Emperor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Reach him.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Breaking through dozens of layers of black walls—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as Oscar’s fist was about to strike the Emperor’s chin—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…It reached.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Emperor’s voice became clearer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their eyes met midair—those emotionless eyes—and Oscar realized.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘The black lines…?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The black lines the Emperor had sent out had just now connected to the citizens of Rangle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crunch!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Immediately after, the body of a Level 7 martial artist twisted Oscar’s wrist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ghk!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Your momentum is the same as before. But there is one difference between then and now.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Emperor grabbed Oscar by the neck in return and slowly lifted him up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The overwhelming strength tightened around his throat, cutting off his breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That is… you are not as strong as you were back then.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His vision blurred rapidly, and his consciousness grew hazy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he closed his eyes now, would he be able to see them again?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“……”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t know.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But if he were to meet them again, there was something he wanted to say.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘The truth is… I never had any certainty about the choice I made that day.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So perhaps their deaths had been in vain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That he was sorry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even now, he still didn’t know what the correct answer to the Emperor’s question from 21 years ago had been.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But at least, he felt like he knew the answer to the question he was asked today.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“First of all… I don’t like either option.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oscar groped at his waist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, the moment the Emperor sensed something and shifted his gaze—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crunch!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like a ghost, Oscar pulled something out and stabbed it into the back of his neck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…This is.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For the first time, the Emperor frowned, showing emotion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking down at him, Oscar curled one corner of his lips upward in satisfaction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a part of a machine from the laboratory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Magiro was right. Turns out… I’m a bit greedy.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t want to sacrifice anyone again for the sake of a goal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he also had no intention of dancing to the opponent’s tune.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So first… I’ll swallow you back.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Click.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Oscar pressed the button, a short beep— echoed through the space.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ghk!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the Emperor’s body, a soul began to be extracted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Translator - Night]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Proofreader - Gun]\u003C\u002Fp>",2179,"2026-06-05T20:00:10.790Z",1,"novelbin.me","a40ac77b1395e9d9b2b34de19ff9db1cca6518afe47c5dfe4faac29b78f4677e","the-problematic-child-of-the-magic-tower-chapter-365","the-problematic-child-of-the-magic-tower-chapter-363",375,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-problematic-child-of-the-magic-tower-cover.jpg"]