Became the Head of the Magic Tower of Another World

1 – Meteor’s Ice Magic (1)

There’s a saying that goes, “People don’t change.”

It’s not an absolute law, but personally, I agree that the lives of ordinary people don’t easily change.

Like how you can’t study for an exam that you’ve always been cramming for since the beginning of the semester.

Or how even as an adult, you can’t touch a hot pan without getting burned.

Habits and thoughts etched into the soul go beyond the physical and never change.

Even if you’re reincarnated with memories from a past life into this world, it’s still the same.

Magic.

The study of the unchanging laws of the world and the movements of celestial bodies, producing small sparks of knowledge.

The sparks spread throughout the continent and eventually transformed into a single torch, burning brightly.

Finally, illuminating the ignorant night and rising towards the sky, it was called a “Matap.”

It has been six years since I fell into this world and entered the battlefield.

And now, after spending a total of four years stepping foot into the Ivory Tower of Truth that I built, it has been a decade.

Unlike my classmates who entered with me, I haven’t been able to climb a single step.

I spent most of my time lying in bed, doing nothing but scrolling through my phone, just like I did back on Earth.

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[If you missed today’s attendance for the “Principles and Understanding of Dimensional Glass,” you’re screwed.]

If you want to kill the professor who suddenly changed the classroom with a phase transition two minutes before the start of class, hit the dislike button ㅋㅋㅋ

[Recommended 378 / Not Recommended 11]

– f*cking hell.

– f*cking piece of sh*t.

– You’re from the LSL faction, right? Half of you failed last year because of attendance.

– Why was attendance harder than exams? Lol.

– They’re mass producing paid students, lol. The tuition fees are melting away, lol.

– Isn’t it just a simple spatial magic test? I found the classroom right away, but those who couldn’t make it to the class probably won’t be able to escape the lower class for the rest of their lives.

– What’s the hierarchy, then?

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The small notebook-sized magical item that fits perfectly in the palm of your hand is called a “Witch Note.”

No one knows who made it, so it was given the name “Witch Note” among wizards, meaning it was the mischief of witches. But in reality, the source is me.

More precisely, it was a kind of status window that I obtained in my previous life, but I didn’t know how to use it properly until I entered the tower.

Even now, I don’t know the exact principle, but I have learned a few things through trial and error.

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[It’s been a while since we had an apprentice, but don’t show up at the welcome party from the 174th batch.]

Don’t you know that it ruins the atmosphere when you stick with those nerds in a gathering of fresh and lively young people?

Especially those kids who haven’t even reached the 10th floor in their first year, but call themselves nobles and come to Alkaera to suck up as staff officers, even though they’re not even combat mages. They’re the most annoying.

– You can leave, senior.

– Thank you.

– Is he crazy?

– Please don’t come out, please.

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[Be careful as the cult members are wandering around the Meteor Hall.]

If you write your name on the survey, you automatically become a member of the Demon Worship Club and a demon appears in your dream every night.

Don’t go and get caught stupidly until you become a sacrifice for your roommate.

– Ah, here we go again, lol.

– Actually, it feels empty without them now.

– What are the police doing if they’re not catching those bastards?

ㄴ They definitely receive bribes every year.

– My roommate snores every night, where should I go now?

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The location note is given to every apprentice who enters the magic tower and is placed on the first page of the rule book.

Therefore, all apprentices who entered the magic tower to become wizards can access the gallery.

The period when new members come in is when the article regeneration is active.

And it’s also a busier period for me, who is already busy.

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[Come to think of it, I haven’t seen Ju-ddak today.]

I’m so annoyed because I’ve been climbing the stairs forever and can’t find the classroom… Should we run?

– What the hell is this again?

– Gogohyot

– Air raid alert! Air raid alert! Air raid alert!

– Ah, damn it, so annoying ㅋㅋㅋㅋ

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Because the manager of this gallery, in other words, me, is the oldest.

As the number of people increases, so does the chaos.

Users complained of the pain caused by the surprise tactical nuke.

“Tsk, get out of here.”

In my past life, I enjoyed trolling lightly, but this time, without hesitation, I moved my fingers.

I knew that if I left that alone in a place where most of the users were wizards, terrible things would happen.

Just like the intensification of an arms race, the tactical nuke, which was initially close to a simple troll, gradually evolved.

Some were hit by the initial blast and lost their minds, while others prepared for counterattacks.

The killing power of weapons designed for mutual destruction becomes so uncontrollable that no one can tell who is in the right.

The reversal and movement of pictures are just the beginning.

They spread to other posts, leave imprints on the viewer’s nervous system that cannot be erased, and in the worst case, even ignite the magical circuits…

Although I guarantee freedom of expression to the fullest, I cannot allow this.

Post deletion and IP banned for 14 days.

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Administrator

[Chaos has been blocked.]

Please feel free to enjoy the gallery without worry.

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Thanks to the timely response, we were able to prevent a nuclear war.

In addition, since I posted on the forum for the first time in a while, I started receiving praise.

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— Oh, it’s O Kalsak.

— Phew, that’s a relief, hahahaha.

— Our Jooddak is really good at his job, lololol.

— Rot in hell, lololol.

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[Is that guy really insane? He hasn’t been absent from the gallery.]

Is he even human?

— Isn’t he a graduate student?

— I heard he’s a professor.

ㄴ Nah, that can’t be true. He’s brought up the issue of closing the gallery multiple times during faculty meetings.

— Seriously, what is that guy doing that he’s managing all day long? Is he really in the upper echelons as the rumors say?

— Considering he’s created something like this, it might be true. They say even the professors can’t catch him.

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Clearly, he’s not alone. He must be using forbidden time manipulation magic or be one of the Seven Sages…

It was all a wrong guess, but receiving compliments didn’t make me feel bad.

I only logged in for about 5 hours before going to bed every day for a smooth sleep, and for about 3 hours before and after meals to aid digestion.

Other than that, I only checked during class breaks, but it seemed like I was seen by others as a diligent person.

Anyway, the gallery was stable, and as the dawn deepened, a subtle teaser flowed, asking, “Is Meteor really a fire mage?”

The sight of users rushing like moths to tear each other apart was exactly the peaceful gallery I had hoped for.

“Huh?”

At that moment, as I was preparing early for tomorrow, a comment caught my eye.

It was clearly a clumsy typing of someone using a notebook for the first time.

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[Those bastards who say Meteor’s summoning magic is nothing]

Did the rubble coming out of that magic circle just come from our ancestors?

Of course, we pray to the earth spirits and create them.

– Your next elemental footstool

– Is it already time for dawn prayer?

– Particularly, the elementalists are at the mercy of their summoned creatures.

– There’s a reason why Meteor is the second least popular among the 7 schools.

– Marine113: Meteor is ice magic.

ㄴ What kind of nonsense is this fresh idea?

ㄴ Meteor is ice magic. It’s a combination of hail and blizzard.

ㄴ Did your keyboard break?

ㄴ Winlix Principle

ㄴ Bottled Gold ㄱ

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As the new recruit arrived with a clever argument about ice magic, the early morning users of the Gallade League watched from a distance.

It seemed completely unrelated to this kind of gallery, as if it would be better off just being bottled gold.

Most of the anonymous users on the forum were wary of sharing serious academic knowledge, for fear of revealing their identities.

Nevertheless, the user with the pseudonym ‘Marine113’ alone rambled on about why Meteor was an ice mage.

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Marine113

[Explanation of the logical reason why Meteor is an ice mage]

It’s possible… If you drop ice crystals centered around a magic core from high altitude… You can obtain sufficient frictional heat and kinetic energy… Magic cast from the sky is difficult to position accurately, but unlike a phenomenon, it evaporates into steam. So you can correct the coordinates using the steam… If you’re curious, I can even show you firsthand…

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Despite receiving no response to their words, the user named Marine continued to write.

I sensed that the time had come for me to draw the sword of justice after a long while.

It didn’t mean the power of a judge.

Would I only write after imposing a suspension for abuse of authority, apart from what I dislike?

Like other users, I too could participate in the gallade anonymously as much as I wanted.

One user, two accompanying pseudonyms, and another account that self-targets them in case of suspicion of being a multiple.

“Am I a bit lacking?”

It seemed a bit clumsy because I wasn’t someone who dedicated their life to the cultivation of their skills like others.

But it wasn’t good to take a trivial argument with just one user too seriously.

Judging by their extreme praise for ice magic, it was easy to guess what school of thought they belonged to, the Pure Element faction.

After finishing my preparations, I greeted Marine113’s post with a light comment.

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— ㅇㅇ: Did you lose your job because an ice water dispenser came into the dormitory? You’ve crawled all the way here just to sit and type nonsense.

ㄴ ㄹㅇ: The level of the Glescia faction.

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