[{"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-83":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},1334979,1778,"Chapter 83","the-problematic-child-of-the-magic-tower-chapter-83",83,"\u003Cp>[Translator - Night]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Proofreader - Gun]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>w\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chapter 83: Poxxon (4)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Magic, in the end, is a study aimed merely at materializing phenomena and illusions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The magic of the White Tower was no different.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If possible, controlling the wind already blowing was far more efficient than creating wind out of nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“...So running around like a rat was just to summon the wind?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t be so scared. I just needed a breeze since all that running got me sweaty.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The 64 fans installed in the purification zone existed solely to purify the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Moira Main spread the poisonous mist, the contamination level of the area spiked dramatically, triggering their activation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whoooosh!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fierce wind that blew was strong enough to make clothes and hair whip wildly and create ripples in the water puddles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For Oscar at that moment, those fans were more reliable than dozens of mercenaries.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Tsk!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moira Main let out a dry laugh, surprised that her actions had led to such an outcome.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, while it may have inconvenienced her, she didn’t think the situation had turned significantly against her favor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘The power of his magic has grown stronger... but that doesn’t mean I’ve gotten weaker.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This place also contained a large amount of water.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In other words, it was an arena where both White Tower and Blue Tower mages could fully utilize their strengths.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘If we can equally draw on the advantages of our surroundings...’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The magic of the Blue Tower was by no means inferior to that of the White Tower.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A Level 5 mage would never lose to a Level 3 mage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By the simple and obvious logic of hierarchy, she wasn’t at a disadvantage compared to him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Having made this judgment, Moira murmured softly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Rise.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kwaaaaah!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the massive water puddle in the purification zone, four tentacles began to slowly rise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like sprouting bean sprouts, they grew until they were as thick as an adult’s torso and reached a height of 5 meters each.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The jellyfish-like tentacles swayed gently, surrounding Oscar on all sides.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sea God’s Whip.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was one of the top five most destructive intermediate spells boasted by the Blue Tower.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And Moira Main could control not one but four tentacles simultaneously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“These tentacles can even destroy buildings. Imagine what they’d do to a feeble human body.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The answer is: it bursts. Like a water balloon hitting the ground, scattering its contents everywhere.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Listening to her detailed explanation, Oscar muttered,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re awfully specific. Almost like you’ve seen it often.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Tch, thanks to someone, I had to play janitor for months.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Over the past few months, she’d been forced to do the dirtiest tasks as the Tower’s cleanup crew.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now, those miserable days were about to end.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If I kill you, the White Tower’s potion business won’t expand any further, at least not here.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I can’t argue with that.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So today, I’ll kill you and proudly request reinstatement from the Blue Tower’s master.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“...How foolish.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if she killed him today and went to the Blue Tower master, reinstatement would never happen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the contrary, they’d likely clean up this incident quickly and erase her existence entirely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘She used to be quick at reading situations, but now she’s blinded by her desire for reinstatement.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When someone loses their focus, they only see what they want to see.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The thorny path ahead doesn’t even register.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This conversation has gone on long enough.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At her gesture, the four tentacles stretched like rubber.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pointing toward the ceiling, they were poised to strike Oscar at any moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Die. For my better future.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thwack!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment the four tentacles fell toward his head, Oscar slowly looked up at them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t lift a single finger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instead, he simply smiled softly, like a senior amused by a junior’s antics.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Steel Whip!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Screeeech!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sound of steel breaking the sound barrier shredded the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In a horizontal sweep, the whip’s trajectory obliterated the four tentacles, which burst into droplets of water with a loud pop!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huff, huff. Hey, you lunatic! Why didn’t you dodge that!?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Appearing from the opposite side of the purification zone, Fran gasped for breath as he shouted angrily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oscar glanced at him and simply shrugged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I knew it’d turn out like this.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What if I’d messed up?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then you’d just have to live with another lifelong trauma.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How could he make even a single comment so infuriating?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fran suppressed the urge to smack him on the head and glared at Moira.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That’s the one? The one who messed with our potion business?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That’s right.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“...Hah.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Running a hand through her hair, Moira glanced between the two with an annoyed look.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Are there any more reinforcements coming? If so, bring them out all at once.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This is it. If you try to run, mercenaries are waiting outside, but that’s about it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Good. Not that it matters, since I’m not running.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The number of targets to kill had simply increased from one to two.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Raising the four tentacles once more, Moira cast a glance at Fran.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Time to adjust the plan. I’ll kill that pesky one first.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was humiliating to admit, but she hadn’t even seen the enemy’s attack earlier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her magic had been destroyed before she could react, leaving her with only the sound afterward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘But the magic was severed by a single trajectory.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This meant her opponent’s attack was something like a sword or whip.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In that case, adjusting her countermeasures would be simple.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Attack.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The four tentacles moved in perfect coordination, surging toward Fran.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each one followed a different trajectory and was timed with deliberate gaps.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Whoa!?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As expected, Fran was visibly flustered as the attack bore down on him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It seemed impossible to deal with all of them at once with a single swing of the whip, as before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’ve got a long way to go.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oscar murmured as he arrived beside Fran.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Swing.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“W-where? Which trajectory?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ll handle that. Just swing.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a calm and composed voice, entirely out of place in this dire situation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But that only made it more trustworthy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was because it was Oscar who had said those words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'If it’s him, he’ll find a way to keep his word, no matter what.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hadn’t it always been like that?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So this time would be no different.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In short, all he had to do now was trust Oscar’s words and focus on what he himself needed to do.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“...Steel Dance.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once again, the whip of steel howled fiercely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the same time, Oscar’s mana guided the trajectory of the whip naturally.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“...!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Translator - Night]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Proofreader - Gun]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>w\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fran’s eyes widened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The whip, which had shifted its course three times in midair, precisely intercepted four of the tendrils.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How is that possible?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Swinging a whip isn’t the end—it's just the beginning. Use the wind and your mana to carve a path.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If you create a path, the whip can rampage like this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ugh! Water Veil!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Panicked by the destruction of all her tendrils, Moira Main hastily cast a spell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the whip tore through the veil and struck her mercilessly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Guwaaagh!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hit squarely, Moira Main was flung backward and crashed into the wall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Collapsed at the bottom of the filthy sewer, she coughed up clotted blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Dizzy…’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her vision spun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even though she had conjured the thickest Water Veil possible to reduce the speed, the destructive power was still overwhelming.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a brief moment, a thought crossed her mind: this place might become her grave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Damn it…’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A 5th-level mage—no, a mage of the Blue Tower—losing to someone from the White Tower?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unthinkable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It couldn’t and shouldn’t happen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With eyes gleaming with murderous intent, she reached into her robe and pulled out a small wooden box.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Opening it revealed a single pill inside, emitting a delicate fragrance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Neil Brion sent this.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was the drug handed over by one of his subordinates who had proposed this job.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had instructed her to take it in case of injury during battle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Newtech’s latest creation.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was said to heal internal injuries and physical damage rapidly while temporarily boosting mana.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She didn’t fully believe the claims, but even if half of it was true, it would be a significant aid in this fight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gulping the pill down, Moira Main slowly rose to her feet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huh?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the same time, she let out a pleased gasp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the pill slid down her throat, she felt her damaged organs begin to mend.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But that wasn’t all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Strength is surging through me.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every nerve and sense sharpened to a razor’s edge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In this state, she felt as if she could control her mana to its absolute limits.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Water Spear.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment she thought of it, the spell was complete.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It felt as if she had opened her eyes to a new world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She even had the illusion that she had ascended to a high-ranking mage mid-battle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘What on earth has Newtech created?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A resolve formed in her mind: once this was over, she must secure an exclusive contract with Newtech.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This drug was bound to make a fortune.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“...Huh?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The strangeness began a little later.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What had felt like overflowing vigor and heightened senses began to exceed their limits.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Agh, Aaaaaah!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her senses, sharpened to the extreme, became unbearable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even the breeze brushing against her skin felt like blades slicing her flesh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Grahhh! Gaaah!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her vision turned red.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Voices echoed in her head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—Kill.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kill, kill, kill the mage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was Moira Main’s final memory as herself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“...Hey, something’s off with her, isn’t it?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching Moira Main standing motionless after the Water Veil dissipated, Fran murmured.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as he said, her state seemed a little strange.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hm.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How to describe it?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was eerie.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She stood on her tiptoes, with only her toes touching the ground, her back unnaturally straight, and her shoulders raised.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, her head hung low, giving her the appearance of a corpse dangling from somewhere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The instincts honed through countless brushes with death screamed within him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That thing in front of him was no longer normal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘What on earth happened in that brief moment?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had seen her take something earlier—some kind of pill—but could it really be connected to this?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Uneasy, Oscar spoke up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fran, attack.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Are you kidding? This’ll be my third one. You know my arms are shaking already.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I know. Just try.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fran nodded reluctantly and began his final dance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whiiish!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The wind-breaking whip, moving at supersonic speed, flew straight for Moira’s neck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“...!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But just before the whip reached her throat, the water moved as if alive, catching the whip.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Damn it, so she’s still a 5th-level mage after all?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“...No.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing Fran’s muttering, Oscar shook his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had said it time and again: the “Steel Dance” Fran wielded was fast and destructive enough to overwhelm most 5th-level mages.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hadn’t Moira just coughed up blood earlier after being hit by the whip?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oscar slowly lifted his gaze to meet Moira’s eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Red.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her once-brown eyes had turned blood-red, like the color of freshly spilled blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was as if she had manifested demonic energy, like a being from the underworld.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What the hell is this…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feeling the prickling aura on his skin, Oscar’s expression turned icy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had encountered it countless times in his past life and couldn’t be mistaken.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The energy Moira Main was exuding now was unmistakably the aura of demons:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Demonic Energy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Translator - Night]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Proofreader - Gun]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>w\u003C\u002Fp>",1915,"2026-06-05T20:00:10.789Z",1,"novelbin.me","9cd5b3faf0ada8466bb70839dbb1c47c7b0190de1463c181328fbe0202a66896","the-problematic-child-of-the-magic-tower-chapter-84","the-problematic-child-of-the-magic-tower-chapter-82",375,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-problematic-child-of-the-magic-tower-cover.jpg"]