The Wizard in the Game Is Rewarded in Reality

Chapter 31

“Ah-!”

– Name: Noon

Level: 2

Occupation: Mage (Origin)

Title: Disciple of the Tower Lord, Mage of the Source

Strength: 30 Stamina: 30 Agility: 30 Intelligence: 104(↑4) Magic Power: 104(↑4)

Achievement: One who has touched the Source

As expected, but confirming it directly brings a sigh of relief.

The level raised in reality also applied in Doomsday.

“Why is that?”

“Nothing.”

Elder Yuk asks curiously.

“Shall we go and experience the Tower of Infinity in earnest? The second floor is dangerous because of the forest. Goblins, wolves, and venomous snakes appear, but it’s not too dangerous.”

“I’ve experienced the second floor a bit in the world I live in.”

“Oh, really? That’s very convenient. How much experience are we talking about?”

“I’ve literally just experienced it. I’ve faced a few monsters that appear on the second floor.”

“It wasn’t dangerous?”

“It was easier than I thought.”

Elder Yuk nods.

“Of course. For someone like you, who has been seriously training magic for a short time and can freely use 4th-circle magic, the second floor is just a playground. Even so, it’s better to stick to your original plan, right?”

“Of course.”

“Good. I’ll take you to a place that suits you. Come here.”

As I approach Elder Yuk, he grabs my arm.

“Reverse Gravity.”

As Elder Yuk uses magic to adjust gravity, my body becomes momentarily lighter.

“Fly.”

And soon, I float up.

Elder Yuk takes me to a deep part of the forest near the mountain range.

“Facing one or two goblins is too easy for you. But subjugating a goblin village is a different matter.”

Elder Yuk and I stand on a high tree.

Elder Yuk points downward. There were shabby huts crudely built with branches. Small creatures were busily moving between the houses, all of them goblins.

“It’s easy to tear a single sheet of paper, but when it becomes a hundred or two hundred sheets, it’s not so easy. No matter how weak a being is, they become strong when they gather.”

“You’re absolutely right.”

“I’ll place a restriction on you. Do not use magic above the 4th circle.”

Elder Yuk means not to use wide-area magic that can harm many.

“And seal the Infinity Staff given by the Tower Master.”

“Understood.”

“Lastly… do not use magic from afar.”

Elder Yuk raises his hand and points to the goblin village.

“Go inside and deal with the goblins.”

“What? Elder, I’m a wizard?”

Wizards are beings who unleash powerful firepower on enemies from a distance.

It’s not that I can’t deal with goblins at close range, but there are over a hundred goblins in sight right now.

“So what if you’re a wizard?”

The Sixth Elder says nonchalantly.

“Do you think you can just use magic from a safe place far from the fierce battlefield because you’re a wizard?”

I hold back the urge to say that it should be that way.

“Una. Who do you think the enemies target first on the battlefield?”

“Is it… wizards?”

“Of course. Wizards who unleash devastating magic on our allies are the ones the enemies must eliminate first. Only then can the safety of our soldiers be ensured. Most countries on the continent operate special anti-magic units.”

“Ah-!”

“That’s why wizards must also be prepared for melee combat. Do you understand?”

“Yes, Elder.”

The Sixth Elder smiles contentedly at my answer.

“Goblins are weak monsters, but they live in groups and are quite intelligent, using tools like humans. They hunt beasts larger and stronger than themselves by working together. This means they are suitable opponents for your training. Now go.”

The Sixth Elder uses a fly spell to lower me to the ground.

“Remember. The official training project is over, but entering the Infinite Tower is an extension of the project. Invisibility.”

The Sixth Elder disappears using an invisibility spell.

“A flawless wizard who can overcome any crisis. Now go. This will be the first step of a flawless wizard.”

I bow my head and turn towards the place where the Sixth Elder was, where the mana distortion is.

With each step, the distance to the goblin village decreases.

Unlike human villages, they haven’t built a palisade.

A goblin that spots me emerging from the forest lets out a shriek.

– Kyaaah-!

At the long cry, the goblins wandering inside the village all turn their bodies at once. Their eyes, gleaming red with madness, focus on me.

And then-.

“Shield.”

They all rush towards me at once.

I lightly cast a spell.

“Wind Cutter.”

The thin, compressed blade of wind, resembling a disc, pierces through the horde of goblins. The goblins struck by the Wind Cutter scream and collapse.

Ting- Ting-

Something collides with the shield.

They are thin, poisonous needles, like cow hair. The needles cannot penetrate the shield. Although safe from the needles, it is not an ideal situation.

While the needles pose no problem, if they were arrows or more powerful projectiles, or even magical attacks, the shield would shatter in no time.

The correct answer is to avoid them if possible.

I listen to the information conveyed by the mana. I open all my senses. From various directions, something thick with murderous intent and malice flies rapidly.

Without a doubt, they are poisonous needles.

I hastily step out of the trajectory of the needles. Meanwhile, the goblins rapidly close the distance.

Holding crude daggers in their hands, drooling from their wide, torn mouths as they charge, they are the epitome of grotesqueness.

Ping- Ping-

With a flick of my fingers, magic bullets shoot out in different directions.

Kieeek-!

A goblin, its forehead pierced, collapses with a final scream. The magic bullet, after penetrating the goblin’s forehead, does not lose its power and pierces the chest of the goblin behind it.

I dodge the dagger aiming for my side and grab the goblin by the scruff of its neck.

“Urat-cha!”

As small as it is, it is light.

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A strength stat of 30 is enough to throw the goblin far away with great force. The thrown goblin becomes a projectile, colliding with the charging goblins.

Ping- Ping-

“Fire Arrow.”

While firing magic bullets with my right hand, I complete the spell with my left. The Fire Arrow hits the face of the goblin that had approached closely.

The goblin’s scream and the stench of burning flesh make my stomach churn, but I endure it.

“Ice.”

I spread the mana of ice thinly and widely. The charging goblins slip and fall. As the leading goblin falls, the goblins following behind fall in succession.

“Fire.”

Flames rain down on them.

By infusing the will of mana into dozens of fire runes, I create a scene similar to the 6th circle attack magic, Fire Rain.

I use magic, avoid what my senses catch, and prepare for the next move.

At first, my limbs were tangled and my breath was short, but as time passes, I gradually adapt.

In the midst of this, I hear a welcome sound.

– Level up.

The mind, overheated from the constant calculations of magical formulas, clears up.

It feels like my intelligence has increased as the level rises.

I shake off my hands towards the goblins rushing at me. Ten streams of magic bullets pierce through the goblins.

“Round 2 begins.”

Creak… Creak-.

Thud-

The battle ends as a goblin, about two heads taller than the others, collapses.

It seems to be the chieftain of the goblins, with a small horn on its forehead.

“It was a tribe led by a hobgoblin. No wonder there were more goblins compared to a typical goblin tribe.”

The voice of the Sixth Elder is heard right beside me.

“Was it a hobgoblin?”

“Yes. Fortunately, we finished it off before it could use magic.”

Lucky.

The words fly into my ears.

“Ha, haha. I guess I’m pretty lucky.”

The Sixth Elder, who had approached me after dispelling the invisibility magic, nods lightly. He seems satisfied with the scene I created.

I have slain over two hundred goblins. I wasn’t injured, nor did I suffer from a lack of mana.

This is the strength of an Origin Mage.

Unlike typical circle mages who store mana in circles, I rarely experience mana shortage even if I cast spells recklessly.

“They say outsiders become stronger by leveling up through hunting. Are you the same?”

“Yes, Elder.”

It seems he hasn’t been neglecting his research on outsiders, despite looking down on me as a half-wit.

“Did you level up while subjugating the goblin tribe?”

“Yes, Elder.”

– Name: Noon

Level: 6

Class: Mage (Origin)

Title: Disciple of the Tower Master, Origin Mage

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Strength: 30 Stamina: 30 Agility: 30 Intelligence: 124(↑20) Magic: 116(↑12)

Achievement: One Who Has Touched the Source

Sweeping through the goblin village, I leveled up four times. When I reached level 2, the stats were evenly distributed between intelligence and magic, but this time, more stats were allocated to intelligence than to magic.

“Impressive. Even with your infinite potential, to think there’s another way for you to grow stronger… It’s the blessing of the Magic Tower.”

“Thank you.”

The Sixth Elder pats my head.

At the age of twenty-five, I never thought I would be patted by someone. Yet, strangely, it doesn’t feel bad. Instead, a sense of accomplishment and the joy of being recognized for it washes over me.

“With your skills, there’s no reason for you to stay on the second floor any longer. Next, let’s go to the fifth floor.”

“Not the third floor, but the fifth?”

“The third and fourth floors are not much different from the second. The only difference is the number of monsters. For someone who single-handedly swept through a village teeming with hundreds of goblins, those floors are meaningless.”

The Sixth Elder grabs my arm and uses the Fly spell to lift us into the air.

After sweating it out in the sauna and taking a cold shower, I come up to the first floor where Seolgi runs up and rubs her head against my leg.

“Did you have fun today too?”

“Meow?”

I sit on the sofa with Seolgi in my arms. I gently scratch her chin and play with her for a while. Living a busy life between reality and Doomsday, I haven’t been able to pay much attention to Seolgi.

When I unlock my phone, I see a new email has arrived.

“Dark Merchant.”

– To the Master of the Tower of Kraksha.

I immediately open the email to check.

– …After investigating the childcare facilities, we concluded that it would be better to run them directly rather than supporting the existing ones.

“Run them directly?”

– A significant amount of the funds gets lost in the process of being transferred from government agencies to the childcare facilities. This means that the money you generously provided could end up filling the bellies of greedy pigs.

Park Dong-hyuk explained in detail how the funds allocated by the National Assembly were being embezzled.

The more I read the email, the more annoyed I became.

If what Park Dong-hyuk said was true, only about 30-40% of the budgeted funds were actually reaching the facilities.

Using various excuses, everyone was sticking their straws in and sucking it dry.

– If your intention to support the childcare facilities hasn’t changed, it would be a good choice to run the facilities directly under the name of the Danbi Foundation for the sake of the children who will be staying there.

I have no intention of letting others throw a money party with my money.

It might be easy money, but that doesn’t mean its value is any less.

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I intend to squander money meaningfully, valuably.

If there are those who sprinkle red pepper powder, I will do the same.

No, to be precise, the Tower of Kraksha will do it.

I called Park Dong-hyuk.

“Let’s run it ourselves. You’ll help, right?”

– Of course, we should.

“And- those b*stards. The ones who touched the money meant for children struggling after losing their parents. I want to teach them a lesson.”

Knowing but just leaving it be.

Pretending not to know because I was afraid it would backfire on me.