Growth Booster. (2)

“[Thorn Needle], [Black Swamp]”

Even at the time when the sun is at its zenith, the sound of a dark-sounding man using a catalyst to chant a short spell causes black magic to ripple and take over the surroundings before disappearing again.

“… Wash. Don’t be a jerk. You mastered both in one hour? You damn disciple, weren’t you actually studying alone? “

I know that’s not true.

Since their reunion, he has been attached to his disciple, and has been personally observing his magical power usage, and is currently directly watching him master two level 2 magic spells.

The way he put in too much magical power and sweated as he tried to force it to use it when he first used level 2 magic proved that he was not lying.

But even so, I wanted to deny it.

It’s ridiculous to master even one spell in an hour, but this guy has mastered two spells completely by himself in the span of lunch today, with a level 2 black magic proficiency.

“Hot. Don’t even think about making excuses, Master. You will receive a reward for stroking the crown of your head.”

“… Are you really going to do it again?”

If that’s the case, then it doesn’t matter. If you hug me tightly and caress me all day long like you did when you were young, I’d be the one receiving the reward, so that’s what I was hoping for when I offered it to you.

I just sigh involuntarily because I feel that the disciple in front of me is a genius beyond genius, perhaps even surpassing me.

“Yeah, you should have been careful with your words. Since lunch is over today, I’ll just take my time and pat you on the back tomorrow?”

“Hot! A promise is a promise, so do whatever you want.”

Rather, it’s what I wish for. I’d rather have you take a day off and do whatever you want with me.

The sight of my disciple smiling with the corners of his lips raised as if he had won and was teasing me was just funny, entertaining, and lovely.

Idiot, it was a bet that I would win no matter which way I rolled. Since there’s no set time, I’ll enjoy the guy’s touch until I get tired of it.

“Ahhh! I thought you weren’t coming until lunch was over! What on earth are you two doing?!”

“Rudis! You didn’t train Gumball without feeding him?!”

Moreover, as expected, the saboteurs rushed here without hiding their intention to interfere with the extended time our priests spent training in magic.

Huh. You guys always eat lunch together and live together, so shouldn’t you give me some of your training time?

“Princess. Sister, you didn’t wait so long to eat, did you? I told you to eat first because you might be late… “

“The girl ate it! You can’t leave it out for too long so it doesn’t get soggy! “

“I was going to eat with you even if it was late. Hey! You piece of gum! Why are you training the kid during break time?!”

“Huh! Disciple, you talk. I don’t want to talk to him.”

“Ah, sis. That’s it… “

The disciple who understood what I said seemed brighter than yesterday and explained to the growling bitch that she would not be able to walk home with me because she was training. Her golden eyes grew wide with confusion and surprise, and eventually began to turn into hostility towards me.

“Can’t you do that during class? Training after class? It’s not like we’re a knights or anything… “

“I’m sorry. But I can’t help it. Since my personality is different from that of my students, I can’t have you spend time with me and train other students. I told you last time, right? I’m going to do this ranking match with all my heart.”

“… … “

When I told my disciple, who confidently said that from now on he would prioritize (training) time with me, that wet fox could not speak properly and just glared at me, I smiled and raised the corners of my lips to imply that it was my turn to monopolize Rudis, but I couldn’t say anything more than that.

Hoot. How is it? This is the relationship between a teacher and a student!

“Whoa! Then, that training girl…!”

“Princess. Before you start talking nonsense, let me tell you that Rudis is my disciple and a magician of the Black Tower. I am currently teaching black magicians here, but this is only as much as the contract I made with Clark Theodore. The magician of the Empire, and I will not do anything more. Of course, I will not teach the theories of magic studied at our tower to ‘outsiders’. Right now, Rudis is your mentor during class and is teaching you, but if you want more than that, you will understand what happens next, right? “

“Wow…! There are no gaps!”

He completely pushes away the princess who tries to interfere and clearly nails down who the winner of this position is.

The princess is flirting with my disciple during class time, and my nipples are flirting with my disciple after school. I absolutely cannot accept the idea that I don’t have time to monopolize my disciple.

Just when I thought I had completely separated the two of them.

“If only Rudis had wanted to learn swordsmanship…!”

“Huh? Sister, are you thinking of teaching me swordsmanship?”

“Huh…? Of course?!”

“?!”

The disciple’s continued words, which had responded to the voice of a cowardly loser who should have only regretted being late, were swallowed up by the bell ringing indicating the end of lunch time.

*

-Keep going.

“53rd sample. Dosage.”

In a dark room with no outside light, a woman with black hair was sticking a needle into another woman whose face was slightly more pale than before and who had lost all her hair.

“Keuheuheu… “

A woman whose voice sounds like that of a dying animal, making it hard to believe it is a human voice.

Viola Violet, a daughter of a noble family, was a third-year student in the Royal Academy’s fencing department.

She had completely lost the appearance she had cultivated and trained, and was left to wait for death in a state almost like a zombie, being experimented on by the black-haired magician, Nora.

“This won’t work either. After all, do I need materials that are more than just the water type?”

“Sigh… Sigh… Dead, open… “

“The antidote made with troll blood succeeded in extending life, but nothing else worked.”

Although she had been unconscious until a few days ago and was at risk of death, Nora managed to regain her consciousness.

After capturing the humans who were selling potions that increased the level of specialization, he found the low-level demons who were distributing them and killed them. He was using the large quantity of potions he had to speed up the production of an antidote.

And the reason she’s making the antidote to help Viola recover isn’t because she feels sorry for her or because she’s looking for the dignity of life or something.

Rather, it was okay for Viola to die right away, but two of the magician seniors of the Magic Tower drank the potion and became addicted like this woman, and it was only meant as an atonement to Rudis, who had been dealing with the demons who caused such incidents in the past.

And this too is a completely different situation from the development that Rudis originally knew from the novel.

“Keuheuuu… Give it to me… “

“I don’t like it. If you want to die, bite your tongue and die. Well, you don’t have the strength to cut it with that body.”

Viola, who was in so much pain that she had lost her will to live and her eyes had completely died, glared at Nora as if she was resentful, but to her, it was just resistance that was no more annoying than the squeaking of a lab rat.

After writing down the information about the antidote that failed to be administered to Viola, Nora discarded the items she had and looked at the clock that she had reinstalled at the Master’s order.

“… Because you told me to eat.”

-Eat while you’re at it. Otherwise, do you think your disciple will say it’s good if you die like that?

-Hey! Wash up and eat something! What difference will it make if you study like that?

The Master’s instructions and the voice of the man she had pushed herself towards and liked in the past simultaneously hit her head.

She vowed to devote the remaining time to atonement to him, and tried to save meal time by eating nutritional supplements and protein foods, but she also thought that it would be rude to ignore the words of her benefactor, the teacher, and also… out of selfishness to want to keep the old story that Rudis had told her, Nora simply made a sandwich in her room…

-Thud. Bam.

And I shed tears.

“Crazy… bitch.”

If you don’t like rice, please eat a sandwich. It’s nutritious as long as you eat only the vegetables and meat in it.

She felt disgusted at herself for shedding tears over her sandwich without realizing it, as she pictured the man who had taken care of her while talking like that.

I liked him, but I didn’t even try to believe him, and I didn’t even try to find out why he acted that way.

Now, she says that nothing will change even if she stuffs her memories of him into a shell that is now filled with regret, but she herself recalls his voice in a sandwich.

“If it’s going to be like this, I’d rather die… “

If only I had died on the day the demons attacked, I wouldn’t be suffering like this now.

How comfortable it would have been if I had lived without realizing my own mistakes.

Whenever she thought about such selfish reasons or her weak self, Nora bit her lip and looked at the magic book of Rudis that she kept on her desk with protective magic.

“… Dying is the only way to make me comfortable. Come to your senses.”

When I think of Rudis, who was banished from the kingdom because of his own fault and may still be suffering somewhere, and of my master who is struggling to help him, I must not break down.

You shouldn’t apologize for breaking down.

At the very least, we should return him to a country he can return to, and work to create a world where he doesn’t have to fight the Demons.

Nora bit her lip so hard it bled, then shoved the sandwich she had made into her mouth so hard it hurt, then moved to return to the lab.

-Squeak.

“Nora. You ate.”

“Lord of the Tower.”

When you try to go back in like that.

Recently, whenever I go out, Brocken Butapju, who always brings at least two other seniors with him, came to my lab and saw me forcibly chewing and swallowing a sandwich, laughing bitterly.

“Eat it with milk.”

“I don’t have time. And milk spoils quickly.”

“Don’t bread and vegetables spoil quickly?”

“It’s okay because I buy it every time I go out. And I don’t eat it alone.”

The buttapju, who knew that I was conducting human experiments on the noble young lady who had collaborated with the demon tribe and become a criminal, nodded as if he understood right away, and slowly approached me, lightly stroking the top of my head with his large hand before opening his mouth.

“I got a call from my older sister.”

“Yes? Master?”

“Oh. Didn’t I tell you before? I found Rudis. She’s staying with my sister now.”

“… That’s fortunate. I will definitely apologize to Master and Ru… someday… “

“Well, I don’t care about that, but my sister told me to tell you something?”

“?”

The Lord of the Tower, who had been telling me that it didn’t matter how I responded to Rudis or the Master, looked at me with a kind expression… and continued speaking with a gentle smile that made me think that this was what a father would look like.

“He said to enter the Frisian Kingdom Ranking Match and get into the top 4 to participate in the Empire Ranking Match. If you can’t do that, he said he really won’t ‘forgive you’ this time?”

“… … “

I felt as if the meaning of forgiveness that I heard from the Lord of the Tower was not from my master, but from someone else, and I looked at the magic book behind me.