Failed To Abandon the Villain

“This doesn’t make any sense!”

“Even though he’s the Magic Tower’s Master, he’s creating a dispute with the Sokor this way!”

“It’s incredibly immature. Are you just going to let this kind of Magic Tower’s Master who only believes in his position and act arrogantly? Bartio-nim!”

Bang!

A man in a robe smashed the table violently.

The conversation between the magicians sitting around the round table was on the edge. The middle-aged man in a brown robe sitting at the head of the table, touched his chin and showed a troubled expression.

“However, he’s the master that the tower has chosen. Is there anything we can do?”

“I can’t believe that he’s the master that the tower has acknowledged.”

“That’s right! A novice who’s still wet behind the ears… He even kneeled down before a Sokor and called her Master! Does this make any sense?!”

Bartio Baloxis silently contemplates by himself. The small wrinkle in the end of his eyes deepened and then gently straightened out.

He slowly closed his eyes and opened them as he strongly pressed his magic staff on the floor.

The dark brown magic staff showed signs of age. At the end of the two braided trees, there’s a large round mana stone.

“The Magic Tower’s method is too old-fashioned. Bartio-nim would know what is best for us better than a Tower Master who is not reasonable.”

“So what does everyone want to do?”

“Please… Climb directly to the position of Magic Tower’s Master. If Bartio-nim ascend, the magicians in the Magic Tower will support you.”

Bartio Baloxis stroked his beard without a word. As if he’s in a very difficult situation, his eyebrows rose as he rubbed the rim of his eyes with his callused finger. Then, without saying a word, he slowly stood up and raised his head.

“Welcome, Lord.”

He turned towards the entrance of the conference on the 36th floor and deeply bowed. Even after Bartio finished speaking, the startled magicians remained and still for a long time, got up from their seats.

“Welcome.”

They hurriedly bent their backs and greeted the Magic Tower’s Master.

Reinhardt, accompanied by Quilt and Caspelius, slowly removed his robe and gestured with his chin.

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“Why? Let’s keep the conversation going.”

“T-tower Master, how did you…”

(T/N: Going to shorten Magic Tower’s Master to Tower Master so it would be more natural in a conversation.)

“It’s fascinating to think that there’s something in this tower that I wouldn’t know about.”

“But…”

Those who turned pale, clenched their fists. At the head of the table, Bartio just stood there with a polite expression without saying a word.

Reinhardt walked into a corner and lightly snapped his fingers. In an instant, a black velvet chair appeared. Reinhardt leisularly sat down and crossed his legs. Then, he leaned back with his arms crossed and gestured with his chin again.

“Sit down again and continue. Where were you?”

“There’s nothing we are…”

“Right, aren’t you talking about making a big snake the Magic Tower’s Master, isn’t that right, Doggie?”

Reinhardt stretched out his hand to Caspelius, who was beside him, and lightly tickled his chin.

The sound of someone holding their breath could be heard here and there. No one would be more audacious than him.

Even though everyone doesn’t treat the watchdog as a proper magician, isn’t it too much to treat him like a dog?

Caspelius lightly frowned but he obediently opened his mouth.

“Yes, you are right.”

The magicians frowned at the sound similar to scratching an iron. Even after hearing it a few times, it was still a voice they are unwilling and uncomfortable to listen to.

Among the people there, only Reinhardt, Bartio Baloxis and Quilt did not show any change in their expression as they were already accustomed to such a situation.

“Right, continue. Don’t you have something like a complaint? I have something I need to think about today so I’ll peacefully listen to it.”

Reinhardt lightly gestured with his chin. The magicians blushed at the beautiful smile in a crescent-like shape, and hurriedly shook their heads.

The person was a beautiful devil. They then remembered. How he punished the magicians who raised their voice against him with those fingers.

As if their lips were glued together, everyone became quiet.

“Is that true?”

In the middle of the silence, it was Bartio Baloxis who opened his mouth.

Reinhardt, who was about to stand up when things became less and less interesting, raised his head and looked at the old man.

The man, who was in the border line between middle-aged man and old-aged, has a few gray strands on his hair.

“Are you sure?”

“Are you saying that whatever we say here, we will not be punished?”

“Ah. Sure, today’s a little…”

Over Reinhardt’s red eyes, the shadows made by his eyelids were thickly cast. He placed his elbow on his armrest, rested his chin on the back of his hand, and licked his lips.

“I think I need stimulation.”

Bartio Baloxis was silent for a moment, then obediently nodded and sat down.

He lightly moved his hand up and down as he looked at the magicians who stood up.

“Sit down first. The Lord has also spoken with his generous heart, so if you have any complaints, it would be good to say it directly to him.”

“But…”

Even so, how could they say those things to his face? The magicians who had their mouths shut, still followed Bartio’s words and put their behinds on the chair.

“So what was everyone unsatisfied about again?”

Bartio Baloxis continued the conversation with a relaxed voice.

Reinhardt leaning on the backrest, with his legs crossed and his chin propped up, looked as if he was listening to the conversation.

“That, our Lord kneeling before a Sokor is a bit…”

“He’s right. Also, shouldn’t you feel responsible for being the cause of the current situation…”

“Protests coming from the Imperial Palace of the Sokors continue to arrive. Even the magicians dispatched to the Imperial Palace who came to visit don’t seem to be being treated well.”

They fixed their gaze towards Bartio Baloxis and opened their mouths in a stumbling voice.

Reinhart was still silently staring at the floor, his chin propped up, and he really did not impose any sanction.

And so, little by little, although they were still glancing at him, they began to properly speak up.

“And it is also true that Tower Master is not interested in things happening in the magic tower.”

“That’s right. Because the Lord position was empty for a long time, there are so many things to deal with but you are not interested in the works regarding the magic tower and instead doing things like this…”

The voice that only sounded annoyed, gradually turned into a voice of concern. What they needed was a center that would keep the magic tower stable and would protect them.

He was the long awaited Magic Tower’s Master. Seeing that such a person knelt at a Sokor’s feet and was not interested in the affair of the tower, they felt uneasy.

A Sokor, he was not a Magic Tower’s Master just for a Sokor.

“Also, why did you not properly answer the flood of complaints?”

“It is just frustrating that we can’t figure out what the Tower Master is thinking.”

“If there’s a problem, please clearly speak about it. Then the magicians in the tower will try to help Lord…”

With his chin propped up and immersed in his thoughts, Reinhardt listened to their conversation.

He doesn’t know what they want. However, the reason why he didn’t step in was because he wanted it to roll on its own.

He thought that there was already a center so he didn’t want to fight for that position.

“To give your heart to a Sokor…”

“I would prefer for Bartio-nim to actually be the Tower Master instead. How much effort Bartio-nim put in when Lord was not here…”

Reinhardt sluggishly blinked his eyes.

Do I have to keep this position?

The answer to that question was obviously ‘No’. He had no title nor duty to keep the position.

He just wanted to look less insignificant when standing next to her. He just didn’t want to lose her to the power of being the Crown Prince. Because the status of a slave was powerless.

‘Also…’

He wanted to create a place where they could go back together.

Although it seemed like he missed the mark.

“You… If you didn’t do it, say it clearly. Don’t let the people around you misunderstand you.”

“You didn’t do it.”

“You don’t kill for no reason.”

Reinhardt slightly tilted his head.

Come to think of it, there was no need for him to be attached to the position of Magic Tower’s Master.

In the first place, she doesn’t divide people based on their status. Everything was equal in all things and everything was fair in all things.

She’s that kind of person that was why he paid attention to her. He kept on getting greedy and wanted it.

However, if she couldn’t come, then there was no need to be greedy. In the first place, he stepped into it because of her. So if she rejected it, there was no reason to hang on to it.

Reinhardt slowly got up from his seat. The chair was pushed back with the squeaking sound of rubbing against the marble.

Flinched, the trembling magicians looked at him nervously.

“I understand your opinions. Barrio Baloxis?”

“Yes.”

“From now on, you’re the Magic Tower’s Master. I’m going to leave here now.”

Reinhardt’s hair softly scattered.

The voice that accompanied his naturally grinning smile was something that no one expected. Everyone opened their mouths in surprise.