The Book Eating Magician

Chapter 40

Return Home After Five Years #1

The call of the Blue Tower Master, Blundell Adruncus…!

Both men were puzzled by the unexpected call but were forced to accept the request. Even if their senior and junior relationship was flexible, this was a command from the person at the top of a tower. They couldn’t refuse even if they didn’t know Blundell’s intentions.

The Blue Tower wasn’t that far from the Magic Society, so the two people followed Melrose and soon entered the Blue Tower. Many faces swung toward Theo as he walked through the entrance.

“..Master, why do I feel eyes on me?”

Vince was also sensitive to the gazes of the people, so he nodded with an uncomfortable expression.

“It seems like you have become a celebrity after yesterday. As expected from the Blue Tower, rumours spread unnecessarily fast.”

“Is there anything I should care about?”

“Just ignore it. If you give them any attention, they will just cling to you.”

The Red Tower was crude, while the Blue Tower was shady. Those were the words the two towers used when mocking each other. However, there was a basis for them. The Red Tower emphasized strength rather than logic, while the Blue Tower used a lot of tricks rather than frontal competition. The identities of the two rival towers were quite consistent with this.

Just like it wasn’t good to face a red tower magician who would immediately duel instead of debating, it was also best to not deal with a blue tower magician who could drag things out for hours.

Theo listened to the advice of Vince, who had the experience, and walked while ignoring his surroundings. The two people followed Melrose’s lead and arrived at the top floor where the tower master lived.

They stopped in front of a door decorated with colourful patterns, and Melrose bowed down politely. As Vince stepped forward, the door opened with a horrible sound.

Kkiiik-

Then as soon as the Vince and Theodore entered, magic was used to close the door again. Just like magic, the room was suddenly filled with artifacts. The old man sitting on the stool, Blundell, got up and welcomed them.

“Ohh, welcome! Sorry for calling you so early in the morn…ing?”

Blundell opened his arms, then he suddenly stopped moving and fixed his gaze on Vince. His eyes which had been laughing suddenly shone like transparent glass beads. After 10 seconds, Blundell smiled so widely that his mouth wrinkled, “Kuahaha! Vince, you finally took a layer off!”

“…What do you mean?”

“Ah, this person! Why are you trying to cheat the eyes of this Blue Tower Master? Anyway, congratulations on going beyond the wall!”

“Hoo, thank you.”

As expected from a 8th Circle magician; Blundell had noticed Vince’s achievement with one glance. He gave a cheerful laugh. They exchanged greetings before sitting down at a large table. An unknown fragrance came from the hot tea. Perhaps the conversation wouldn’t be short.

“Vince, can I ask you something first?”

“Speak.”

“932 and 1106. Do you know what these numbers mean?”

Vince frowned at the sudden emergence of numbers. When asked, any wise person would be better off holding their tongues. He didn’t answer, so Blundell naturally taught him the meaning of the numbers.