Became the Head of the Magic Tower of Another World

7 – The Monument of the Universe (2)

“Cian.”

“Uh, yes?”

“So, are you also applying for that administrator position?”

“Me!? Of course!”

Cian quickly adjusted his posture upon hearing the voice from beside him while stretching his sleepy body.

And he sneaked a glance at the clock.

Sitting in his chair with his legs crossed, his gaze fixed on his notebook, his appearance hadn’t changed from before.

He still avoided making eye contact with others and remained indifferent to the gazes around him.

Five years ago, the two of them were part of the 170th cohort, commonly known as the Golden Riders.

Among the noble elites from all over the empire and the offspring of prestigious magic families, there were only two commoners.

Cian entered the magic tower at the recommendation of a distant relative who worked as a magician in the Information Department.

They never thought that their paths would diverge so sharply, but at that time, Cian, who had the right status, relied on him emotionally.

“There’s no one in the Information Department who’s as familiar with the galleries as I am! The superiors don’t know much about the culture of young people.”

“Really?”

“Yes. I’m confident enough to be chosen. I, um, I wrote a lot more than I thought, you know?”

“Let me see.”

And so, with a slightly excited heart, he handed over his notebook when he showed interest.

For a brief moment, their hair touched their shoulders. A sense of distance he had never felt during his apprenticeship.

For some reason, it felt embarrassing as if he was showing his diary.

ID: BestInTraining

Post: 27

Comments: 13

List of Written Posts:

[Completed my workout today!]

[Why a sword is superior to a spear in fencing]

[Do dormitory monitors never get fired?]

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[Met a cute cat while going to a cafe with friends!]

(Picture taken while holding the cat)

Isn’t it adorable? I can even hold it!

[Recommendations: 28 / Dislikes: 8]

— Ah, f*cking popular kids!

— Who uses formal language from the first meeting, damn it!

— Damn it!!! Where’s my wallet!!!!

— Clean up the furball mess

— You touched that germ-infested thing and didn’t wash your hands?

— Why is everyone so mad hahahahaha

— This isn’t the place to post stuff like this…..

– ㅗㅜㅑㅗㅜㅑ

– I want to be my sister’s cat…

– Please take 100 more pictures! Please, I’m begging you!!

– Wow, how many comments are there on just one post? LOL

ㄴ The more you curse, the more the recommendations go up LOL

ㄴ Well… because it’s pretty.

ㄴ Just by looking at the legs, it’s a knockout.

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“…Don’t mess around on the forums.”

“Why?”

“If I tell you not to, then don’t. Don’t even upload pictures.”

“I didn’t show my face, you know? And who are you to tell me what to do?”

Using omniscience as a stepping stone to pursue omnipotence.

Having walked the elite course of the Information Department with just one talent, there was no reason for Siyeon to listen to the advice of a mere intern.

With a sharp expression, Siyeon looked at Clarke and said:

“I’ve never failed once since I came to Matap after being stuck on the first floor for years, unlike you.”

“What if you fail?”

“What?”

However, when he raised his head, his black bangs falling across his forehead, Siyeon instinctively avoided his gaze and spoke.

“What will you do if I move up to the next floor this time and you don’t become a sub-administrator?”

During my apprentice days, my arrogance pierced the sky.

I was annoyed by the sight of you only looking at your position notes every day, so I challenged you to a duel, just like the first time we met.

*

The roundtable meeting that started at 12 o’clock lasted until the next dawn.

When I returned to the dormitory, I immediately threw myself onto the bed without doing anything.

Normally, I would have been upset about losing so much time, but today I felt good.

I had confirmed the information department’s plan to infiltrate the gallery and the security department’s response to the power outage.

And it was a bonus to meet Sien after a long time and make a bet that I could only win.

“Well, if something like that really happens, you can beat me as much as you want…!”

“Why would I hit you? Let’s just say I grant you one wish, whatever it may be.”

“Really…? Anything!? You promise not to refuse?”

“Sure.”

As the owner of the gallery, my basic principle is laissez-faire.

Anyone can access it and write anything, and they have the right to have affection for this small space.

Sometimes I block those who do meaningless spamming or post irritating content, but I rarely give permanent bans.

However, Sien is inherently incompatible with the current culture of the gallery.

She’s an insider, popular, and loved by everyone in real life.

Not only does she not fit in with the gallery, but she might also have a negative influence on it, so it’s better to just let her go.

That’s why I proposed the bet.

Even though I’ve been tied to the first floor for five years, I’ve always had the intention of climbing to the top.

Until now, it has been lackluster, but thanks to Vina, who appointed me as her assistant, I found a way.

An invisible light, no, a dark mode.

With the newly added feature in the gallery, if I turn off the lights on the entire first floor, I can engrave a name on the tombstone without anyone noticing.

“If you think it’s a demon invasion, then surely an evacuation order will be issued in the main square.”

However, if it goes like this, I really had to choose a deputy administrator.

While being a dormitory supervisor and a teaching assistant, it was impossible for me to manage the gallery by climbing the tower.

In fact, today, I briefly turned off my location note because I was interrupted by Sien, and during that time, several posts looking for me were uploaded.

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[Recently, it seems like you’re slacking off in managing the gallery?]

In the past, when inappropriate images were uploaded, they were deleted in an instant, but these days, they just let it go.

This is neglect of duty.

– It’s been a while since the last update.

– Maybe it’s because of the conference.

– I heard there was a power outage on the starting floor, maybe that’s why they came down?

– If it’s a problem…you know, right?

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[Should I press the call button?]

About 13 colors, smells, and danger levels are prepared.

– Ah, damn it, again?

– What’s that smell, damn it.

– When did they have such a button in the gallery lololol

– Let’s go~

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[No, I trust our Ju-ddak]

Ju-ddak made a dark mode Ju-ddak blocked and deleted posts diligently Ju-ddak stayed by our side all day Ju-ddak is actually an insider, there was no urgent promise

Ju-ddak didn’t attend important meetings Ju-ddak didn’t have a good-looking colleague sitting next to them It wasn’t intentional to sit next to them It wasn’t someone I secretly had a crush on in the past It’s not like I’m thinking of saying, “Let’s party and go to the top if I win the bet” Ohhhhh

– Oh, this kid is turning black.

– Looks like they’re into astrology. Do these guys break their magic every time?

– Info about Ju-ddak shouldn’t be posted on the Libra board. It might cause a magic circuit overload.

– Seriously? That’s scary.

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Clearly, some action is needed.

What were the other admins doing?

I lay on my bed, turned on the location note, to discuss this issue.

And I posted on the “Admins Only” bulletin board.

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Admin

[We’re trying not to separately increase the personnel this year if possible]

As there were no problems last year, I think it would be good to endure for another year.

Deputy administrators, please leave your available times in the comments.

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Even though it was late at dawn, the comments came pouring in immediately.

However, as I checked the contents with anticipation, I quickly clicked my tongue and groaned.

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— Wall Thunder Brain Emperor: Random

— Blessings upon you: Random~

— Hoot Hoot Hoot: Hoot

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Two out of the three declared that they did not have a set time.

In essence, this was no different from saying that they would not look into the gallery.

I had put so much effort into selecting the components, going through the document screening, aptitude test, and interview, only for them to break down so quickly.

I couldn’t help but feel deeply disappointed.

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— Administrator: No, even if we’re busy, is it reasonable that we can’t secure time to access the gallery?

— Wall Thunder Brain Emperor: I’m sorry. I’m struggling with the 117th floor strategy, so I simply don’t have any free time.

— Blessings upon you: I’m sorry too ㅠ.ㅠ I received a call from the church saying that the nation is in an emergency because of the enemy of the sun, so they say I’m absolutely necessary ( ˃ ⌑ ˂ഃ )

— Hoot Hoot Hoot: Hoot Hoot

Well, I guess I can’t even tell a damn lie without being nonchalant, as if I’m some kind of flying devil.

I can proudly say that I am the highest-ranking martial artist and the Haegujahak faction is the most popular faction in Matap. And the founder of that faction is a glamorous woman who is over 175cm tall.

But reality is quite the opposite, isn’t it?

I had no choice but to continue running the gallery with the remaining guy.

The concept may be excessive, but it has never caused any major problems so far.

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— Administrator: Owl, let’s just do well between us.

— Owl Owl Owl: Owl Owl

— Administrator: I never trusted those kinds of kids in the first place.

— Owl Owl Owl: Owl Owl

— Administrator: You and I will each take turns managing for exactly 12 hours.

— Owl Owl Owl: Owl Owl Owl

— Administrator: Honestly, I’m more relaxed at night, but since you seem to be a nocturnal creature, I’ll take the daytime. Isn’t it better for you to spend the night on the internet rather than sleeping?

— Owl Owl Owl: Random

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“Sigh.”

The concept was shattered, and the guy found his freedom and flew away.

Now I only had two options left.

Find a way to reduce the duties of a dormitory supervisor.

Or recruit a trustworthy new partner who can fill my void.

Or…

Knock, knock, knock!!

“The water pipes are frozen!! Is the superintendent here!?!”

It was a case of doing two things at once.