How to Live as a Tyrant’s Spoiled Brat Chapter 86

How to live as a tyrant’s spoiled brat Episode 86

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The foreign object that was directly hit by the flames of the dragon crackled and burned.

I cut the foam that had hardened my leg with my mana blade and took a few steps back to look at the foreign object.

Cheeeeeeek!

The hard white carapace was barely burning, but the red muscles burned fiercely, emitting steam.

The foreign body soon became like a hollow armor.

Swish, swish!

Even the white shell could not stand without red muscles.

The last traces of the terrifying foreign object, which had been three meters tall, collapsed and scattered like ash.

“Oh, that won’t work!”

Niar ran over and fidgeted with the ashes in his hand.

The powder that had slipped through her fingers completely dissolved into thin air.

Along with a single ray of sunset, the foreign body that had been born from a drop of blood disappeared.

“It looks like everything is roughly sorted out.”

Sereraji approached, wiping the blood with a handkerchief.

I drank the blue pill that was lucky enough to not break in my arms.

For a moment, all the strength in my body relaxed and the scales that had sprouted here and there came back under my control.

Looking through the store window, the vertically torn pupils had returned to their normal golden color.

“I know.”

The wizards of the ivory tower were so strong that they were called the ivory tower.

They flew through the sky on flying brooms or carpets, and rained down lightning bolts, fireballs, poison, blades of wind, and waves of cold with great precision.

There were also many who used destructive magic using pure mana itself without using any attributes.

Just then, a wizard fired a spear of wrath, similar to the one Jaerilis had used, piercing through a giant carapace and destroying the shop behind it.

“Is that okay? I tried hard not to cause any harm to the store or the people.”

As I rubbed my side and muttered bitterly, Niar avoided his cream-colored eyes mixed with red.

“I don’t know if I should say this, but… … Do you remember what I said earlier, that people have finished evacuating and that whatever happens to the stores is fine?”

“Yeah. I remember.”

“The elders originally planned to demolish this place sooner or later. They said that no one should be allowed to approach the 300m area around the Ivory Tower at least.”

Sereraji looked surprised.

“Why?”

“Those who make a living by doing business in the ivory tower have continued to act presumptuously. They cover up reagents, embezzle waste from experimental incineration, and sell it. Then, when an accident occurs, they complain to the church that we failed to manage it.”

“ah.”

“Because plays, concerts, and parades were held right next door every day, the kids living on the lower floors were so noisy that they couldn’t even do their research.”

I asked with a sigh of frustration.

“Isn’t it helpful for a commercial district to have a floating population?”

“That business district itself has nothing to do with us. Ivory tower wizards don’t clown around in front of people.”

Niar continued speaking with great pride in his voice.

“Our income doesn’t come from tourists, but from dealing with the lords. The reason we built the tower outside the walls of Soletaraon in the first place was to get away from people as much as possible. But it ended up becoming a tourist attraction… … We made a mistake in our calculations.”

I muttered in disbelief.

“Somehow, I felt like I hardly ever saw any robes belonging to the Ivory Tower, even though there were so many wizards. Most of them came from the Street of Learning and the Street of Magic.”

“Yes. Those guys who don’t even look like wizards.”

“Then it seems all my efforts to avoid damaging the building were in vain. My side was hit for free.”

I sighed, patting my side.

Sereraji smiled bashfully and shook her head.

“No. Didn’t you save many people? If you hadn’t held on with your body, blocked the foreign object, and held back the fireball, many people who couldn’t finish the evacuation would have died or been injured.”

That was very fortunate.

I turned my face away so as not to show Sereraji my pitiful expression and let out a sigh of relief.

Today I had no right to take responsibility for someone else’s life.

Because you can’t say that killing someone in the process of suppressing a monster you half-created was a collateral sacrifice.

I was shameless, but not that shameless.

“For now, my wallet will be protected.”

“I gave you a chance, so what are you saying with such inconsiderate words! If Lord Tentia knew, she would be very proud.”

That must have been it.

Or maybe he was just disgusted by the way they burned books to destroy evidence.

“Your Highness the Grand Duke of Valen. Your senior is right. Please be careful.”

“Now my classmates are chasing me in pairs. Let’s go in. I have to finish tidying up. Sister, go and get what you need.”

Sereraji smiled faintly.

“Yeah. I need to pack what I need to pack.”

* * *

The grimoire written in the ancient Elvish language was burned together by Valencianus, Iphije, and Blahon, and was completely reduced to ashes.

That one book.

“Could you please stack them up and organize them in order? I will read and organize them whenever I have time and make copies.”

In the Imperial Magic Workshop, deep underground, beneath the tree roots, there was Sereraji’s laboratory.

A place where the subtle scent of tea and strong coffee wafts and orange cats meow.

Sererazi’s disciples and Valencianus were carrying a lot of grimoires there.

Valencian said as he put down the four volumes.

“Did you burn all the level 1 danger ones? Did you happen to grab one or two?”

“I have no intention of stepping on it just to see how powerful it is, knowing it’s a trap. Why would I do something so crazy after going through all that trouble the day before yesterday?”

“With a desire for infinite power and knowledge?”

Sereraji nodded as he took off his hat and robe and hung them on a hanger.

“Yes. Wizards desire and pursue infinite power and knowledge, truth. That’s why they sometimes take risks that others don’t understand. But there’s one thing that people don’t know.”

“What is it?”

“In fact, wizards don’t just want to find the truth. They want to understand it, and use it.”

“!”

Valencian let out a sigh as if he had been hit with a bullet.

“If he really hated people and the world, he would have built the ivory tower on a mountain next to the capital city, not next to the capital city walls.”

“What you said is right, Sister. It’s not like the elders were pushing out all the stores either.”

“Who doesn’t like being worshipped and recognized?”

Sereraji said, continuing his speech with a sigh.

“Don’t worry too much, little brother, that I’ll go somewhere you won’t understand. I don’t want to become one with the Great Being and understand the truth, but rather tear the Great Being apart and understand the truth.”

That was the difference between a wizard and a priest.

Valencian nodded without further questioning.

“If you say that much, it would be rude of me to delve into it further. But you really have to be careful with that.”

“Of course. This is research that has already been conducted.”

Sereraji took out a wad of paper copies from her bosom and shook them.

Epidemiologist burned the records of everyone who had been watching the experiment.

Except for the ones I used.

It wasn’t Valencian who would miss that.

Sereraji smiled with satisfaction as he handed over the report.

“Recovery of the body and creation of substances through mana, and even assistance with muscle and mana operation using electrical signals. Haha. I really wanted to research this at least once. I’m so excited to think about what I can do with this.”

“Are you thinking about something?”

Valencian asked to be in time with the rhythm, and immediately regretted asking.

Because she continued speaking in a very excited tone.

“Do you remember how he could make a shell in an instant?”

“of course.”

“If this research goes well, we may be able to use it to create a drug that will prevent your dragonfly transformation.”

“how?”

But he couldn’t help but be interested in what followed.

“You’re ignorant. Think about it. The opposite of creation is suppression. The drug that will bring out your strength and the drug that will put you to sleep are the same. That cheap blue pill of Vastatin will eventually reach its limit.”

“You could call it cheap. But you’re much more trustworthy.”

“Yes. You admit it too. If you add my verb to that, wouldn’t the result be really good?”

Sereraji said dreamily.

Valencian nodded and smiled faintly.

“I’m looking forward to the day when my sister saves me from the dragon flower.”

Sereraji smiled faintly upon hearing those words.

“You were the one who saved me first. It would have been much better if you hadn’t been acting all worked up every day.”

A faint smile appeared on the fresh face, and the blue and yellow gold and silver waves sparkled beautifully.

Valencian answered after a very short silence.

“Please add one more line! … … I hope it goes well. My dragon flower is a dragon flower, but when you get better, your mobility will increase even more.”

Sereraji said quickly.

“Of course. But I’ll tell you in advance, don’t even think about dragging me into training with Lord Tentia. I have no intention of moving faster than 4 km/h on my own two feet. Oh. Right. Why didn’t I think of that? Now that I have so much money, I should probably buy a rug or a broom right away.”

Valencianus said, placing ten layers of iron plates on his face.

“Please take care of mine too.”

Sereraji answered calmly and without blinking an eye.

“You’re as greedy as a dragon, and as clingy as dried blood. Hmm. I think a carpet would be too difficult for you to ride. You didn’t learn magic systematically, and you rely a lot on the power of your bloodline. So your only attribute is naturally blooming flames. A broom… wouldn’t it be a little uncomfortable for you to ride?”

Valencian nodded, clearing his throat.

“Yeah. When did you say that Teacher and Junior would be coming? Get up now. I won’t be a bother. Anyway, I’ll just be reading the book you brought today and saying things that I can’t understand.”

“You’re good at reading. He’ll be here soon. I’m excited. This is the first unofficial visit to the Imperial Magic Workshop by the Ivory Tower Wizard.”

“Isn’t it true that after an unofficial event has occurred ten times, a formal event is held once?”

“In a magical world, sometimes the hands of the clock turn back and miracles happen.”

Valencian opened the door to the workshop and stepped out, smiling bitterly.

“Have a nice meeting.”

He muttered to himself as he walked down the dark hallway.

‘It’s like a rigged card game.’

As a result of this incident, the research on ancient elven grimoires led by the Flame School, the Dark School, and the Blood School was either overturned or hindered.

As representatives of the royal family, he and Sererazie requested the sharing of ancient Elvish grimoires for various reasons, including risk management, reliability, and cross-validation.

Gestarte responded to this call by bringing together schools of thought that were opposed or passive in the study of ancient Elvish grimoires.

The trap grimoires were burned, and all the valuables were sent to the palace.

And in Sereraji, he invites his old teacher, Gestarte, and requests joint research.

In this way, the initiative for research on ancient Elvish grimoires passed to the imperial family and the Lightning School.

* * *

An office with its back to a large window.

Jaylilith smiled as she turned over a pile of papers.

As I was curious about what it contained, my eyes lit up, and I thought I saw a parchment with something written on it about convening a council.

“That was a pretty good idea.”

I said playfully, letting out a short sigh of relief.

“How can I bring something to Your Majesty so that my head can remain on my shoulders?”

“Isn’t there an opportunity that Jim gave you? The Emperor’s promises are heavy. He must have said that he would not punish you for any crime even once.”

I answered calmly.

“I never want to waste that opportunity.”

Jaylilith blinked her golden eyes once and smiled.

“You are truly loyal.”

This time I got results too.

0 deaths.

Even though the foreign substance was running wild, not a single person died.

Jaylilith said, crumpling up the report she had brought from the ivory tower and throwing it into the fireplace.

“But the people of the capital really enjoy talking about you.”

“What are you talking about this time?”

“They say you ordered the gates to be closed. You said you were going to kill everyone to hide the escape of the alien.”

I said with a bitter smile.

“This is probably just a minor revenge by the Pitch Black School for having their Grimoire stolen. Please turn a blind eye.”

“That’s unexpected. But if that’s what you want, then I understand. I’m sure you’ve thought about it.”

She continued, “Oops.”

“And take this and read it.”

It was a parchment with the contents of a summons to convene the National Assembly.