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Risir knew little about the Gray Tower. He wasn’t sure which elentals resided here, nor did he have a clear understanding of the types of mages who called it ho.

Are they talking about ?

He could still vaguely sense that the ‘Mr. X’ and ‘Mr. Y’ Enna and Rassiel spoke of—the master of the mysterious elental and the impressive 5th-rank young mage—were, in fact, none other than himself.

He wasn’t about to be all arrogant and go, “The only one impressive enough to be that person here is , Risir, the man destined to beco the greatest bastard in history.”

It was simply a matter of context and flow.

-Don’t seduce those two people.

Risir rembered ltas’ cryptic words before the investigation started. He had taken them as recognition of his undeniable charm, but it turned out they ant, “Don’t reveal yourself,” for a situation like this.

So Risir kept quiet. Even if ltas hadn’t said anything, it wouldn’t have been much different.

Here I am, the MAN you’ve been desperately searching for!

Oh yeah! I’m the very Mr. X and Mr. Y you’ve been completely ignoring until now!

So whatcha gonna do now?!

Risir wasn’t bold enough to enjoy creating such a provocative scene, especially when the other party wielded far more power and status than he did.

Above all, he felt an aversion toward those two.

Enna, the master from the Blue Tower, exuded a coldness that seed to announce, “I am soone steeped in ice magic.” And Rassiel, the Green Tower master, carried an elven aura that seed to advertise, “I am an elf.”

Did he even need to investigate them? Speaking with those two would be an investigation and interrogation all on its own.

But of course! Objectively speaking, it was an opportunity not to be missed. The interest of tower masters was no small matter. For anyone not a master of equal standing, it was an opportunity to be welcod.

If any other students of the Gray Tower had found themselves in Risir’s position, they likely would have went, “I plan to stay here at the Gray Tower for life, but I’ll hear you out first.”

Nevertheless, Risir decided to decline their interest. Through his experiences, he had co to understand how conservative and exclusive tower mages could be.

Given his current state—where they wouldn’t even believe he was a 4th rank mage—revealing himself would undoubtedly lead to a repeat of that encounter with Gerhen.

What’s your family na again? What school did you attend? Who was your master? And you’re claiming to have such outstanding talents?

Gaaargh!

“Ah, what nice weather. Looks like it might rain.”

He had only just earned a ‘likeable’ level of favor with the Gray Tower. It wouldn’t be too late to build rapport with the other towers later.

With this in mind, Risir naturally played the fool.

ltas, vaguely sensing his intent, smiled wryly to himself before speaking to Master Enna.

“Master Enna, I apologize for saying this after you’ve co such a long way to our tower, but I’m afraid I won’t be able to fulfill your request. The person in question is currently reluctant to et with outsiders.”

“Even if that outsider is a master of the Blue Tower?”

Tower mages held an absolute pride in their affiliation, which often led to a sense of disdain toward outside mages. And in this context, outside mages referred to everyone except our own tower mbers.

In other words, mages from other towers were also viewed with contempt.

Enna’s behavior seed to suggest, “This person interacts with your Gray Tower, yet would they refuse to et with , a master of the Blue Tower?”

The corner of her mouth subtly lifted, exuding a quiet, assertive confidence.

In reality, the Blue Tower held more influence in the world than the Gray Tower, largely due to Blue mages being more actively involved in external affairs.

While the Gray Tower was known for its academic strength, the Blue Tower was recognized for its more profit-driven, pragmatic approach.

Normally, ltas would have taken the bait from Enna’s provocation, even knowing that it didn’t necessarily indicate superiority in magic or as a group. After all, even the Gray mages, who valued magic and knowledge above all, couldn’t be indifferent to social status completely.

But not this ti.

“Yes. Even if that outsider is a master of the Blue Tower.”

ltas spoke with satisfaction, recalling Risir’s earlier silence.

The two of them reached a stalemate, exchanging strange glances.

Then, Rassiel casually stepped in.

“That’s enough. Now, I’d like an answer to my question.”

He spoke as though the petty squabbles of humans were of no concern to him.

“...”

“...”

He carried himself with that typically haughty elven deanor, a step above the arrogance of the tower mages.

The tension between the other two quickly dissolved.

“The person in question will think differently. Do not be stubborn and just deliver my ssage.”

With that, Enna left. anwhile, Rassiel gave ltas another urging glance.

ltas responded with a weary face.

“Is the mysterious elental you’re referring to the blue wolf that’s been hanging around the Alchemy Wing?”

“Correct.”

“Then, I suggest you inquire with Master Didoa. That child Feryn listens to her quite well.”

Before ltas even finished speaking, Rassiel had already turned his back and started moving.

And so, only ltas and Risir remained at the scene.

Risir began speaking with a mirthless laugh.

“I guess tower mages don’t get along that well with each other?”

“As you’ve seen, each tower has distinct personalities and tendencies, so getting along harmoniously is quite challenging. Now then...”

ltas paused before changing the topic.

“First, I want to express my gratitude on behalf of the tower for your cooperation with the investigation, despite the uncomfortable circumstances.”

“Oh, it’s nothing to ntion between us, really.”

“...I earnestly request that you refrain from using such language in front of other masters. They might lose their heads.”

“...You sound like a guide giving precautions for a danger zone.”

“...Anyhow, it seems I’ve already bothered you enough, so I shouldn’t drag this out any longer. Let get to the final point quickly.

Risir. As I’ve already ntioned, our tower wishes to appoint you as an honorary mage. What do you think about this?”

There was nothing to think about. The position of honorary mage was one that enjoyed maximum rights with minimum obligations.

For Risir, who felt he would die from the effort of fulfilling the duties of an official mage, this was the best possible position, a clear upgrade from the Supporter position he had originally hoped for.

“I think it’s exciting.”

“That’s an unexpected answer in a different sense. Well, I’ll take it as a positive response. The appointnt ceremony will be prepared surprisingly quickly, so it would be good to prepare yourself ntally.”

ltas offered a handshake before continuing.

“Risir. It’s an honor to have you beco a mber of our tower.”

“I’m honored that you consider it an honor.”

They shook hands and burst into laughter together.

***Back in my quarters, I was reviewing my future plans.

My previous goal of settling in Bondalles was now literally just a matter of ti, given that my position as an honorary mage of the tower was confird.

Now my goal had entered a new phase.

With rights cos corresponding responsibilities. The position I earned from the tower was rooted in my magical abilities, yet I was suffering mana overflux...

To preserve my position and continue advancing, I needed to regain my magical power and growth rate as quickly as possible.

At the mont, they were all saying, “Oh, dearest Risir, you can do whatever you like,” because I had shown so promise. But what would happen if this went for a month or even a year?

It wouldn’t take long for dearest Risir to beco nothing more than a stranger.

What I needed was to fully overco the overflux and restore the foundation of my magic—essentially, to strengthen my body enough to support it.

Fortunately, I already had a solution prepared.

“Hah...”

I took a deep breath, recalling the mont when I had managed the sudden surge in magical power through Blue Breath.

I then assessed my body. Most of the increased magical power from that ti had been absorbed, despite the injuries caused by the overflux and the fact that Blue Breath had only been a hasty temporary solution at the ti.

So, what if I used the sa technique, but this ti with my injuries fully healed and Blue Breath already mastered?

“I can do it.”

I was confident I could perfectly control the rapid growth of magical power that would co after normalization.

With that, I reached one conclusion: I had to use my power as much as possible.

I didn’t know how much I needed to strengthen my physical abilities, nor could I predict how far my magical power would grow. So, I had to train my body to its absolute limit—beyond just enough, all the way to excess.

I set that excess to match the level of my magic. If my magic reached level 5, I would raise my martial arts to level 5 as well. Like a dual-class, if you will.

This approach would be far more inefficient than what Fienne and the others had feared. It would be a dual class in na only, the kind modern gars would consider a trash build.

Splitting focus between two primary stats? May as well look for the ‘delete character’ button.

But since this was about my own survival, I was willing to embrace that inefficiency.

I an, I was technically a mage, but I’d croak unless I raised my strength. So what I needed was as much normalization as possible.

Based on my experiences so far, growth in magical power always followed normalization. But there was one thing that bothered : the case with Gerhen.

What puzzled was that I hadn’t used the power of normalization when dealing with Gerhen. It seed unlikely that normalization had taken place without my awareness.

After all, I hadn’t sensed any of that anomalous energy from him. Gerhen had beco the son of a bitch he was purely through his own efforts, without relying on black magic.

So perhaps...normalization didn’t just apply to the ‘purification of anomalous energy’. What if it could also extend to the normalization of villains?

That was the conclusion I ca to in my own way: the normalization of both anomalous energy and villains. The two concepts aligned in that they removed any factors that negatively impacted the surroundings.

And looking back, this applied to all the normalizations I had experienced so far.

Fienne, who had sought to make subordinates out of an entire noble house, took on the constraint of refraining from mind-controlling innocent people.

The desire demon, who had been manipulating others, was reduced to an ordinary human.

Tulan and the maid black mage, whose original plans had been thwarted, were now nothing more than prisoners A and B.

As I realized this, I nodded to myself, my thoughts falling into place. My future direction was becoming clear. I had to actively seek out targets for normalization, using my position as an honorary mage.

The first thing that ca to mind with this newfound enthusiasm was none other than the bead Feryn had given (spat out for) .

I rummaged through my neatly arranged belongings in the corner.

“Found it.”

It was a bead so clear it was almost transparent, like a bubble of air.

-Keh! Keh! Keh!

I suddenly recalled the wolf hacking it up like a saliva-soaked hairball.

“Hm...”

To be honest, I didn’t have high expectations. If anyone felt excited about sothing produced through that process, well, they’d be soone to watch out for.

Well, at least it ca from the mouth. And since she went to the trouble of making it...

I took a deep breath and swallowed the bead in one gulp. Then, settling on the edge of the bed, I closed my eyes.

I focused all my senses inward, bracing for any changes that might co from ingesting it.

“...Huh?”

My eyes flew open as I hastily glanced down at myself.

“W-what the...?”

I was glowing. And it wasn’t just a faint shimr—it was actual, full-blown luminescence. The kind that would make adventurers lost in dark dungeons sigh and say, “Damn, if only Risir were here...”

“...!”

I quickly shut my eyes again.

Sothing unusual was happening inside .

***

[Title : bruh I couldn’t believe my fcking eyes lol]

Post : Is this really an elental core?

It raises three whole stats? Lololololol

This is practically like leveling up three tis lol

Now I get why they say to start stat farming when you hit a level cap

: yeah it’s literally the core of leveling...

-[OP] : damn son lmao

: what kind of core raises three stats?

-[OP] : interdiate rock elental Duvada’s core

: tf this bro built affinity of a rock elental instead of wind, water, or wood elental girls

: Pardon , but are you exploring alternative uses for sa-sex excretory organs?

-[OP] : it’s just stat farming wtf

: But isn’t an interdiate elental at least level 40?

Don’t you need to be 20 levels higher to unlock dialogue options with elentals?

-[OP] : that’s why they say to do it when you hit the level cap

: btw elentalists can unlock dialogue options at the sa level

: Wow, so an interdiate elental core raises three stats

: then how much do high elental core give?

-[OP] : there are high elental cores?

: In this ga, high elentals = all dead or beca bosses

: oh man lul

: Eating those will make you sick

: wasn’t that Sylph boss in southern Bondalles a high elental?

: yh

: Is the ‘Howling Wind’ you get from defeating Sylph the core?

: prolly? I an eating that boosts ur agility by 5

-[OP] : ooh, i’m going there now

: don’t think u can beat Sylph if you just at level for stat farming tho

: Sylph is level 63

-[OP] : uh shit

***

[Title : ffffffuccck this is bullshit lololololololol]

Post : What the fuck is this Doomsday Wolf?????

: so u ate it KEK

: HAHAEHAHAHAHA

-[OP] : what is it you asssholles lmao

: that why u dont go blindly eating shit from strangers yo

-[OP] : didn’t yall say to eat the elental core from beating Sylph?

: bruh u got it from the Doomsday Wolf

-[OP] : but its the sa elental-type boss after Sylph wtf

-[OP] : ANYONE would think it natural to that its core would raise stats too no?

: You still don’t understand this ga?

-[OP] : i an bro

-[OP] : is there no way to recover?

-[OP] : dropping 5 in all stats is such a dick move

: ofc u can recover

-[OP] : how?

: build affection with other elentals and stat farm

-[OP] : k quitting

: But I wonder what would have happened if the Doomsday Wolf didn’t get corrupted

Would that elental core have raised all stats by 5?

: idk doesn’t a high elental give 5 in a single stat?

: Looking at the lore ntions of this one, it might be right.

***

[All abnormal statuses have been removed]

[All resistances have greatly increased]

[All stats have greatly increased]

[You have acquired a new trait]

***As the tower was gradually bathed in the hues of sunset, High Priest Bardros and a group of priests arrived at Risir’s quarters for one final check on his physical condition.

They knocked, and a voice replied.

“...Co in. But don’t be surprised.”

The priests exchanged serious looks—had sothing happened?

They hurried inside.

“...Oh, my dear lord.”

The mont they caught sight of Risir, the priests pressed their palms to their chests in a sacred gesture, murmuring prayers under their breath.

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