episode_0048

When I said I would teach in person, I was expecting a lot of people to flock…

‘I’m glad you like it so much.’

Well, since it was a lecture taught by the magic tower owner himself, it was strange that there weren’t many people.

Still, if it were my image from a while ago, I would not have received a very positive response from the blood mages even though I was giving lectures, so I was fortunate in the current atmosphere.

Doesn’t that mean that my image, which had been bad, has changed for the better?

It probably means that even if it rots, it will be treated as a magic tower lord.

‘therefore… ‘

The more it happened, the more I had to use this opportunity to turn my image around.

Even now, thanks to the CCTV that contains footage of him playing with Igrius, he is receiving a positive response from blood mages.

Here, the moment I successfully perform blood magic on blood magicians and then teach them the basics of blood magic…

‘I’m sure the blood wizards will be scrambling to think over and practice what I taught them.’

The things I’m going to teach you this time are only things that are perfect for use in the World’s Best Magic Tower Tournament.

anyway…

Today’s lecture was scheduled to be a little longer than originally planned.

Although I posted this with the intention of giving it a try, I originally planned to take questions and answer them along with this lecture, but even among the smallest number of blood mages, quite a few people participated in this lecture.

I wrote that I was skipping it because it was too difficult to answer each and every question they asked one by one due to time constraints.

“Time is precious to you too, so I was planning on going straight to the lecture without delay… ”

Of course there is a reason for behaving like this.

I thought that public opinion would not be all positive about the Q&A hosted by Matapju.

To be exact, I thought I wouldn’t be able to ask questions properly because I was scared.

The perception of magic tower lords is that they have a strong image of being untouchable, high-ranking people, so maybe… I did it.

What should I say…

[Ah, I’m sure you’ll be able to ask questions during the lecture~]

[There were so many things I wanted to ask, but I was so excited to hear that they were giving a lecture this time… ]

[Is there a magic tower where you can come face to face with the magic tower lord like this? Our Blood Tower is a true legend… ]

Rather, there were more people who felt disappointed that I was not asked questions.

There were even some people who subtly revealed that they wanted to ask questions in a strange way.

Anyway, I posted a lot of posts on the bulletin board saying that I wanted to receive questions, and the posts with such content were so well-received that they were even posted as concept posts.

‘Whoa…’ ‘

If public opinion was strong enough to fill not one, not two, but several pages, I couldn’t help but ask questions.

In the end, I posted that I had decided to take questions briefly through a notice, and of course it was the elders’ job to check and filter out the many questions one by one and pass them on to me.

At first, they looked like they were wondering why they were entrusting this task to them.

Even though I don’t have much to do, I have to do this.

Still, I didn’t know how to do it well, but now I was holding a piece of paper with only the questions that the elders had filtered out.

After looking down at the paper for a moment, I raised my head and made eye contact with the blood wizards.

“Hmm.”

Everyone just looked like they were waiting for me to answer their questions.

Am I that curious?

‘This is so… ‘

I chuckled.

Then he pulled the paper towards me and said,

“It seemed like a lot of people were curious about me, so I decided to ask questions. You must have checked the notice carefully, right?”

I was worried about whether I would have checked the change in the notice…

‘Well, I guess it’ll be okay.’

Anyway, if you weren’t interested, you wouldn’t even think about asking a question, and if you were, you would have checked the changed notice.

“Then… Let me answer your question.”

What kind of question did you start asking?

I opened the paper and laughed, thinking that the questions would be insignificant.

– I want to know why Midir wanted to come to the Blood Tower.

“Hmm… The first question is why I wanted to enter this blood tower.”

Such low confidence is revealed from the first question…

‘It must have been very difficult.’

Know.

All of the blood mages present here must have had such a difficult time that it is surprising that they are still remaining in this blood tower.

It wasn’t my intention, but it must have been even more despairing to have done nothing for a month right after finishing the speech that would have ignited everyone’s hearts.

I pass over what happened at that time as if nothing happened, but even thinking about it, it was crazy.

Since I didn’t properly apologize for that incident, it would be good to take this opportunity to apologize.

“Before answering this question, I must apologize to you.”

“… ”

The audience watching me tilted their heads as if wondering what I was talking about.

Either way, I continued with what I had to say.

“Although it was for the sake of the Blood Tower, I did not realize that making such a speech and then doing nothing for a month could come as a great pain to you.”

Immediately after finishing those words, I lowered my head.

“?!”

“Midir?!”

“What… ?!”

When I lowered my head, the crowd was astonished, and the elders who were looking at me from the side were also astonished and called my name.

The lord of a magic tower bows his head directly to the magicians under his command.

At first glance, one might be angry that someone as high as the lord of a magic tower showed an appearance that was not suitable for the position by bowing his head, but it could be said that it was all the more necessary.

No matter how high a position I hold, clearly admitting my mistakes is the best way to ensure that those who follow me can trust me.

At the very least, I think that the position of Magic Tower lord should not be just a position to reign.

He is at the forefront of each school, but if he just rules, he is no different from a leader.

We are not leaders.

“I sincerely apologize. This won’t happen next time.”

“Mi, Midir!!”

“Please raise your head!”

The other blood mages sitting in their seats were all clamoring to raise their heads.

Only then did I raise my head again and face everyone.

Most of them looked as if they had lost their soul at the fact that I had my head down.

“Kuhm… ”

I was embarrassed for some reason, so I cleared my throat with a slightly red face and continued the story by answering the question.

“First of all, let me answer… Yes, as I said in my speech, I am Count Vladimir’s successor.”

To be exact, I am myself.

It was a story that was not good for the people around me to know about and to an unspecified number of people.

It wasn’t very pleasant to be in an uproar over the fact that a hero from the past was actually alive.

“He rose to the position of Blood Tower Lord because he could not open his eyes and watch those who inherited his magic live while being ignored.”

I laughed and said that.

So, tell them to do well when I am there, looking around with that kind of meaning in their eyes.

“Oh, oh… ”

Eck.

“Oh!”

“Long live the Lord of the Blood Tower!”

“Long live Midir!!”

“Aaaah!”

“… ”

No, I didn’t tell you to cheer.

As soon as one or two people start, everyone behind them also starts, and the thousands of people sitting in the magic practice room cheer at the same time, making the sound ridiculously loud.

Feeling embarrassed, I unfolded the paper and pretended to check the next question, ignoring the people cheering at me.

“Midir is cute~!!!”

“Midir is pretty!!!”

“It’s cool~!!”

I wish you would refrain from giving stereotypical compliments.

It would be nice to at least think of praising it in a fresh way, but it’s just cute, pretty, cool, etc.

Still, I felt like he was giving me a sincere compliment, so it didn’t feel that bad, so I continued to clear my throat and returned my gaze to the paper.

“The next question is… ”

Let’s see…

After finishing answering the question, I decided it would be better to move on to the next question.

I felt like if I continued like this, I would spend all my time answering questions, so I wanted to finish quickly and move on to the main lecture.

however,

“… ?”

The moment I confirmed the content of the next question, I froze in place.

“Uh… ”

Even though I stopped sweating if I didn’t try to do it on purpose after becoming Jinjo, it’s a question that’s not easy enough to make me break out in a cold sweat.

– How old is Midir?

It was a question about my age.

‘Who wrote this…? ?’

I clenched my fist so hard that the paper would crumple.

I promised myself that if I got caught, I would definitely hit your head with a hammer.