Chapter 31 (1/2)
Chapter 31: Taking the First Step 4
Mute’s magic lab was located on the east side of the permanent manor.
It was a small two-story building, the second floor was a hostel and also a study room, and the first floor was the lab.
Kiiik!
As the wooden door opened with a screeching sound, a middle-aged man sitting in the dark shouted loudly.
“Keuk, didn’t I tell you to not come in!”
“Sir Mute. The Young Lord has come here.”
The middle-aged man, confused with the answer of Hans, got up.
“The, the Young Lord has come?”
“Tch, seems like you had a few glasses early in the morning.”
Luke clicked his tongue and spoke a little firmly as he noticed a wine bottle in the lab.
Feeling ashamed at that, Mute quickly cleared the bottles and adjusted the appliances.
Luke looked at Mute with maximum concentration.
Mana Scan was a type of magic that could be used easily, but one had to be careful to make sure that the opponent wouldn’t notice that Luke was doing magic and that he was learning dark magic.
‘5 circles? He’s surely higher than I thought.’
As he was a small magic tower wizard from a small town, he expected the wizard to be around 3 or 4 circles at most.
In the meantime, Mute cleared the lab and handed a chair so Luke could sit.
“What did you need that you had to find this ugly man in the middle of the night?”
“I wanted to know how long are you going to be negligent.”
At those words, Mute laughed and shook his head.
“Please leave me.”
“Sir Mute…”
“That accident was because of me. No matter how many times I think about it, it wouldn’t have happened if I had only taken a closer look at the Gigant.”
After the fall of the Young Lord, Mute hadn’t eaten or drank anything properly. He was just praying to himself.
Thankfully the Young Lord miraculously woke up.
Surely he had changed a lot, but Mute didn’t know any of those changes.
“I have no intention of holding you accountable for the accident. The same goes for the other retainers. It wasn’t your fault.”
The Rakan estate was a small estate.
Mute was an Iron Mage too, and it was hard to find the necessary parts and equipment on time.
In those situations, Mute did everything that he could silently.
Despite the fact that the former viscount—the one he pledged loyalty to—had died.
Even in the poor conditions that he had to face afterward, he was able to manage three Gigants because of his efforts.
And no one denied that. Which was why no one asked him to take responsibility for the accident.
“Thank you, but I won’t be able to forgive myself.”
“So you are going to keep neglecting stuff? Would you rather be a worthless drunk the rest of your life?”
Mute nodded silently.
Luke frowned at him.
‘You used to wander around because you didn’t like being tied up to one place? This guy! This stubborn and knowledgeable guy just couldn’t get along with the other guys.’
Mute had decided to become the retainer of the former Rakan viscount because he liked his attitude.
The frustrating guy couldn’t be called out in a normal way.
“Okay. If you can’t forgive yourself. I’ll have to punish you.”
“Young Lord!”
Hans called him firmly, Luke raised his hand and stopped him.
Mute was already ready to face everything.
Luke had given him a bill of 70,000 pesos.
“Young Lord?”
Without getting hit with a knife in the neck, like he was expecting, but when the money came in, Mute was rather flustered.
“I order you, the Iron Mage. Use that money to build a Magic Tower in our estate. Purchase spellbooks and increase the equipment needed for repair and production. And then gather talented individuals and teach them.”
“Tha, that…”
“Unlike the other lords, I’m going to invest in magic. So contribute to the development of magic in our estate and try to prevent accidents from ever happening again in the future.”
They were just words, but it was something like an award.
Support for building the Magic Tower?
Of course, it was a matter of whether or not one could build the perfect magic tower.