Chapter 12 - Magic

Even before and after the Magic Tower was built, it was extremely rare for anyone to become a wizard's direct disciple. Even the professors of the Magic Tower didn't consider the students they teach as disciples. It was a modern concept that there is not much difference between students and disciples, but it was different in the world of magicians.

To a magician, a disciple is like another self to whom one can pass everything. It was even more natural for them to pass on not only the magical knowledge they had accumulated but also their assets, such as cash, real estate, and stocks, to their disciples. Occasionally, a magician who was very affectionate toward their student would divide his assets between his disciples and his children in a 7:3 ratio.

Of course, the disciple would get 7, and the child would get 3.

Anyway, back to the main topic, if you ask if you can't learn magic just because you don't become a magician's immediate disciple, that's another story.

To get to the point, you can become a magician. As said before, the first way is to enter the Magic Tower, and the second is to become a disciple. There are a lot of rich magicians. No, it's harder to find someone who isn't rich.

There are various reasons for this, such as the fact that magicians are irreplaceable personnel and that magicians are exceptionally smart among smart people. Also, wealthy people with a lot of money would invite magicians with money and become magicians themselves.

Of course, it was very rare for those who took classes like that to become magicians. If you have a lot of talent, there is no better environment to become a magician than the Magic Tower.

It is similar to the fact that there are no good ones among those who do not send their children to school and only receive private tutoring at home.

Well, there are some talented, rich kids who only receive private tutoring for the strange reason that they do not want to send their children to the Magic Tower and become magicians.

Of course, it is harder than rising from a rag to riches.

The important thing here is that most magicians who are invited with money to teach do not have any affection for their students. They just work as much as they are paid.

In that sense, Leo was extremely lucky. 

With long platinum hair and eyes that look like emeralds were set in them. A super-special elf beauty, an 8th Circle great magician with a beauty that would make medieval magicians faint from admiration for a week, will give you private one-on-one lessons. And she does so with great affection.

"Thank goodness..." Iris told a small lie to Leo and herself. She said that the reason she was teaching magic was to interpret the barrier, but her true intention was a little different. Leo would leave this place someday. He had no choice but to leave. He had his own life, so he couldn't stay here forever.

So Iris's plan was to at least create a reason for him to come back here.

Of course, there was no end to learning—not just academics, but all learning. Magic was no different. Once you learned one thing, you became curious about two more.

She was confident. No matter how different the world was, she was certain it would be a long way to find a magician like her as a teacher.

'If I were with Leo, even if I were to spend my entire life learning magic here...'

Her eyes, looking at Leo, were shining ominously, like a beast hiding in the grass while watching its prey.

Leo shivered from the unknown chill, but he couldn't figure out the reason.

In such a dark community, a somewhat distorted priestly relationship was established.

Right after deciding to learn magic, Leo sat down on a small piece of rock. Knock-knock. While he was waiting for class with a slightly nervous heart, Iris brought in a large stone slab from somewhere. The surface was so shiny that anyone who saw it would think it was cut with a water jet.

There was no way something like that would be rolling around in a mess like this, so it was probably made by Iris. Leo didn't know how she made something like that with stone, thin blades, and tools, but it was probably some kind of magic.

The more he thought about it, the more respect for his teacher grew. Of course, it wasn't fear.

"Leo, didn't you do your homework yet?"

"T-That's... I'm sorry..."

"Leo, aren't you curious about the power of water when it's sprayed at high pressure?"

"...Maybe."

"Then Leo? Let's start class now."

"I'm always prepared."

Leo couldn't wait to start this class since he had no idea how things would go. He knew that there was little to no chance that he would be able to touch her chest again, but the more time he would spend with her, the more open to the idea Iris would become and who knows… they might take things even further than touching her breasts…

Still, for now, he decided to focus on learning how to use mana and becoming a mage.

"Haha, you're so confident. It's nice to see!"

The class began with Iris's refreshing smile. As she smiled, her body moved slightly, causing even her breasts to jiggle, which was extremely enticing.