Ch.107Esca…ping the Tower (2)
by fnovelpia
When leaving a job, it’s best to complete all your responsibilities before you go.
That way, you can justify yourself by saying, “I fulfilled all my duties, so why do you keep trying to hold me back?”
That’s just human nature.
Especially when a superior has a competent subordinate, they’ll inevitably try to keep that person from leaving. With all the benefits they’ve gained from that subordinate, how could they possibly let them go? The more comfortable they’ve become due to that person’s competence, the more they’ll naturally resist letting go and try to enjoy those benefits for as long as possible.
My current situation makes it particularly difficult for them to let me go. While it’s true that the Blood Tower has improved tremendously thanks to my efforts, they probably still feel it’s not enough. In their minds, the Blood Tower is still at a level where I must remain as Tower Master.
If I were to quit as Tower Master and run away, public opinion about me would plummet. Honestly, I don’t want to quit badly enough to be hated for it…
And without me, they’d likely spend some time with the Tower Master position vacant, unable to find a replacement.
To be honest, while I said I don’t want to quit as Tower Master badly enough to be hated for it, part of me also thinks, “I’ve done so much—why should I care what happens after I leave?”
It’s just an organization I’ve been part of for a year—I’m only still here because I can’t bear to watch it collapse the moment I leave.
So…
‘Unfortunately, it seems I can’t retire right away…’
In that case, I’d at least like to take a vacation.
But upon investigation, I discovered that the concept of vacation doesn’t even exist for Tower Masters.
No, beyond Tower Masters—the entire Magic Kingdom lacks the concept of vacation.
I hadn’t looked into it before because I didn’t have the luxury of taking time off, but now that I have enough breathing room and I’m starting to feel tired, I’d like to take a vacation.
Despite all the technological advancements, it seems medieval social awareness still persists…
If you want to go somewhere, you need permission.
Naturally, you need a good reason to leave, so going out for the day or overnight isn’t easy.
No wonder they call the Magic Tower a kind of prison.
It seemed absurd that once you enter, you need permission to leave, but then I remembered similar places existed where I came from.
Even in modern society, there are government institutions that force mandatory service from birth, don’t allow you to leave freely, pay less than minimum wage while piling on work, and treat you terribly—so expecting better in a medieval fantasy world was crazy.
I was thinking about it all wrong.
‘I should change this, for my own sake too.’
Anyway, I suspect it’s simply because no one cared enough to change it.
After all, the image of a magician isn’t someone who goes out to have fun, but someone locked away in a room researching magic.
Naturally, they would have focused on advancing magical research rather than improving the treatment of magicians.
So it makes sense that the welfare system isn’t properly established.
From what I can see, not only is there no concept of vacation, but the idea of “going out of the Magic Tower for fun” doesn’t seem to exist either…
‘Since I need this to leave, anyway.’
Now that it’s come to this, I should introduce all magicians to the joy of vacations.
If I set an example, other Magic Towers might think it’s a good approach and follow suit.
Of course, there’s a possibility they won’t be interested in vacations, but who would refuse days off to rest?
‘Well, maybe not everyone…’
Those legendary M Generation elves that only inhabit the Green Tower would surely click their tongues saying, “These young folks and their vacations,” and so on.
They’d go on about how they’ve managed without vacations all this time…
Is it just my imagination that I can see Seria sighing with a headache in the future?
Anyway…
‘Except for those folks, everyone else should be satisfied.’
Don’t you think?
Of course, they haven’t been able to go out until now, and magicians aren’t the type to go out much, but getting a certain number of vacation days every year for free is a good deal.
Being able to get approval to rest outside simply because you want to, without any special reason—that couldn’t be bad for magicians who need inspiration.
Some might even want more vacation days, which could motivate them to work harder…
No, rather than giving more vacation days, wouldn’t it be better to give money?
Anyway, that’s how it is.
‘Not a bad idea, right?’
The more I think about it, it really isn’t bad.
If I improve the overall facilities of the Blood Tower and establish welfare systems like vacations, how many people would complain if I retired?
They might even thank me for all my hard work.
Once that thought occurred to me, I acted quickly.
– SuperGeniusPrettyBloodMage: All elders assemble within 10 seconds. Not 9 seconds, not 11 seconds. Exactly 10 seconds.
– What?
– Blood Tower Master?
– What’s going on?
My sudden message was met with confused responses from everyone.
What did I do?
Nothing special.
I just summoned the Blood Tower elders who’ve been lazing around doing nothing these days.
You know the saying about striking while the iron is hot, right?
These things should be done the moment you decide on them.
That’s just how it is.
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.
.
Of course, none of them made it within 10 seconds.
All the old men were sitting in their seats with lumps on their heads after receiving flicks on the forehead from me.
“So… you’re saying you want to establish a welfare system…?”
They used to give off a strong elder vibe in the past.
But ever since they learned I’m a Transcendent on par with Eterna, they’ve been treating me with extreme respect.
Well, I don’t mind this either.
“Why? Is there a problem?”
“Ah, no. I think it’s a good system, but…”
Their faces clearly showed they thought otherwise.
“Won’t some people abuse this vacation system?”
“How exactly could someone abuse vacation days?”
“…By staying out longer than the designated days? Plus, the paperwork will increase, making things harder for those handling documents.”
“We’ll have TowerInside manage it.”
It’s a system that Eterna can create with just a snap of her fingers, so why worry?
They’ll be thrilled when they learn they can work with MagicPads.
They’re already glued to their pads all day anyway.
“With M-MagicPads?!”
“That’s truly revolutionary!”
My suggestion to handle paperwork with MagicPads seemed to delight them immensely, their faces brightening considerably.
Despite the increased workload, they seemed thrilled just to have an excuse to use MagicPads.
Couldn’t they at least try to hide their slacker expressions in front of the Tower Master?
More importantly…
“You seem to have completely rejuvenated…?”
“Ah, yes! It’s all thanks to the Blood Tower Master’s grace! I cannot thank you enough…”
I hear there are many handsome men and beautiful women in the Blood Tower these days.
Everyone who joins learns the Blood Strengthening Art I provided, which naturally makes their bodies healthier and enhances their appearance.
Come to think of it, they’re becoming half-vampires, so it’s only natural.
The great advantage of the Blood Strengthening Art is that it directly manipulates blood without causing any specific curse or racial transformation, so there’s no problem going out in sunlight.
Of course, it doesn’t make them as strong as the original.
Still, the fact that such a technique exists has been a plus, bringing many people to our Blood Tower.
“So the second thing is this.”
“The… Blood Tower…”
“I’m going to renovate it.”
Blood Tower renovation.
My words left their mouths hanging open.
“R-renovation… you say?”
“Yes, is there a problem?”
I’ll call the Iron Tower and have it renovated in no time.
I have a certain relationship with them, so they’ll likely grant my request.
I might have to be prepared for some… sacrifices.
‘All of this is for my comfortable future…’
Let’s not forget this is to ensure Irina can become the next Blood Tower Master smoothly.
The elders looked at each other at my words.
I could see their confusion.
What is there to think about?
“I’ll grant you permission. Go on vacation.”
Until the construction is finished…
For quite a while, that is.
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