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He looked like he was about to throw a punch at Heinz any second now.

“Dammit! How long do you think this passive resistance is going to work?”

“At least it’s working now. So, are you ready to talk?”

He felt relieved that there were no disciples around and lowered his tail.

“That seal will break on its own when you’re 17. I just wanted to take you as my disciple before that. Got it!”

“You could’ve said that earlier. I wasn’t planning to stop you anyway.”

“…You’re saying you won’t stop me from taking a kid who’s already confirmed to be S-Class as my disciple?”

“Whether he becomes the disciple of a bald guy and stays in England, goes to Korea, or heads to the U.S., it’s all Gyeoul’s choice.”

No matter which country he goes to or whose disciple he becomes.

It’s solely Jeong Gyeoul’s decision, and the Demon King’s boldness almost made him gasp.

If he did that in this situation, his dignity would not just be hurt but completely ruined, so he barely held it in.

“But I’ll be following him around too.”

“…You’re going to follow that kid around?”

Heinz’s mind was racing.

Jeong Gyeoul’s sealed magic power is immense.

He had estimated it to be at least S-Class, but Heinz was certain it was far beyond that.

In terms of magic power alone, the moment the seal breaks, he could instantly become the world’s number one.

He’s a kid who could pioneer a new rank.

Just bringing Jeong Gyeoul alone could skyrocket the Clock Tower to the world’s top organization.

But… with the Demon King tagging along?

It wouldn’t just be a simple organization but one that could dominate the world.

The Hero Association, newly emerging guilds, academies, various government agencies, and more.

All could be placed under their feet and ruled over.

But to do that… they need to capture Jeong Gyeoul.

“Can this old man speak a bit more comfortably?”

“…Sure.”

“How about becoming my disciple?”

“No.”

“Despite how I look, I’m the world’s greatest mage. Unlike the Demon King, I can develop your abilities no matter what they are.”

Jeong Gyeoul felt burdened by Heinz’s sudden change in attitude.

He was just happy that he wasn’t on a timer.

Whether the seal breaks and he becomes S-Class or not isn’t important right now.

Even though he’s only spent a few days with the Demon King’s family.

The fear of being abandoned or killed has already disappeared.

He hasn’t fully adapted to the unpredictable Demon King yet.

‘It’s getting livable.’

He didn’t feel the need to live with that bald old man and develop his abilities.

“First, let’s try learning transcendental translation. Once you experience my teaching, you’ll want to become my disciple.”

“…Okay. Teach me.”

Jeong Gyeoul had no intention of becoming the Grand Mage’s disciple.

But he saw no reason to refuse free lessons.

He was sure Jeong Ha-yul wouldn’t teach him, so he decided to use this old man a bit.

‘Using is using, but it’s for a good cause. Really…’

He almost felt guilty…

But he didn’t beg to be taught. He didn’t lie about becoming a disciple.

Heinz offered to teach him on his own.

“First… try using your ability on me.”

He hesitated for a moment, wondering if it was okay to use it on a person, but his opponent was the Grand Mage.

‘…What was I even worried about with this kind of ability?’

There’s no way Jeong Gyeoul’s pitiful ability could hurt him.

Worrying about the Grand Mage’s safety when even ordinary people would be fine.

He started blushing from embarrassment.

Seeing this, Heinz suddenly pulled out a notebook.

-Tends to blush when using abilities.

Heinz, believing that with effort, he might become a disciple, decided to meticulously record everything about Jeong Gyeoul.

‘No disciple would dislike a thoughtful and caring master.’

-Pursed lips. Furrowed brows. Overall… very cute.

The direction seems off… but it’s a personal notebook.

No one else will see it, so it’s fine to write as the thoughts flow.

But even after waiting for a while, Jeong Gyeoul’s ability didn’t manifest.

“Can’t you use your ability yet?”

“…I’m using it on your finger…”

Hearing that, his finger seemed to twitch strangely.

What’s certain is… the hairs on his finger were moving.

“…S-sorry. I must be getting old and losing sensation.”

“…”

Seeing Jeong Gyeoul pouting, Heinz quickly apologized.

‘Damn, I need to make a good impression, and I mess up from the start.’

Grand Mage Heinz, standing at the pinnacle of all mages.

Those awakened in the magic lineage dream of becoming his disciple at least once.

Thanks to those who gather, the Clock Tower was established…

But Heinz himself tensed up at Jeong Gyeoul’s pout.

“It’s a super ability, probably telekinesis. How far have you manifested your ability?”

“…I can tear off one square of tissue.”

“…”

Even if his magic power is currently sealed, he’s an Awakened One.

A super ability user who doesn’t need to memorize complex magic formulas or train their body can only tear off one square of tissue?

Heinz thought Jeong Gyeoul might be joking.

But seeing her expression, he swallowed hard.

‘She’s serious.’

He hit a major obstacle from the start, but he had no intention of giving up.

“Like you tried to lift my finger earlier, try lifting one of your eyes, mouth, or ears. Eyes might be the easiest to start with.”

“Got it.”

Just like before, she pursed her lips, furrowed her brows, and started concentrating.

“Can’t feel it at all? This time, let me show you how the magic power feels…”

Just as he was about to approach Jeong Gyeoul to let her feel the magic power’s movement.

“Ah, got it! Wow… you’re really good at teaching, old man? A one-shot instructor.”

“…Got it?”

“Yeah, thanks to you.”

Jeong Gyeoul opened her eyes wide in surprise, looking around.

All the English written inside the Clock Tower was instantly translated as she looked.

It wasn’t reading words and translating sentences, but the meaning was imprinted in her mind.

She felt a thrilling new sensation.

‘…This is fun.’

Watching this, Heinz was sweating bullets.

“…That shouldn’t be possible.”

Heinz’s disciple Angel, who’s called a genius, took three hours to learn transcendental translation.

The Demon King, who should be called a monster rather than a genius, took about an hour.

Jeong Gyeoul took maybe ten minutes.

Jeong Gyeoul, looking around in amazement.

Fear sprouted in Heinz’s heart.

‘Can I really raise this kid properly…’

What if she goes astray?

How will I handle her adolescence, her wandering?

If not careful, the strongest and worst villain might be born.

He turned to look at the Demon King, who was smiling brightly.

It looked like a mother watching her playful daughter.

‘Right. Raising the kid is the Demon King’s job, not mine.’

Jeong Gyeoul has no intention of becoming a disciple, but Heinz is already dreaming.

With his mind at ease, the fear disappeared.

Thanks to that, he could look at Jeong Gyeoul with a similar expression to Jeong Ha-yul.

Like a grandfather watching his granddaughter’s antics.

But…

“But this… is it supposed to look like a microscope…?”

“Gyeoul!”

Jeong Gyeoul fainted.

The Demon King rushed to catch her as she fell to the floor.

“What did you teach her!”

The Demon King, holding Gyeoul, shouted.

For a moment, Heinz felt like he might die.

***

“An unfamiliar ceiling.”

I never thought I’d get to say this line.

Just as the bald old man said, I focused my magic power on my eyes like using telekinesis.

Then, like a deer, I ran around reading English…

At some point, everything started to look incredibly magnified, like adjusting a microscope.

After that, I don’t remember.

‘Where is everyone…?’

Eun-chae is asleep on the bed next to me, and Kang-woo is asleep on the sofa.

Now, when I open my eyes, I look for them first.

It seems I’ve become dependent on the Demon King’s family.

Then.

The door creaked open, and Jeong Ha-yul came in.

“Gyeoul, you’re awake.”

“Yeah… what happened?”

“He said you accidentally touched the seal while focusing magic power on your eyes. Too much magic power leaked out at once, causing your brain to shut down.”

So that’s what happened.

…Does that mean people with a lot of magic power can enter microscope mode anytime?

Eyes with adjustable magnification.

That’s…

Impressive.

“So, has my seal been partially broken?”

“Yeah, just a little, but it seems to have loosened. Sis, I’ll go meet the bald old man for a bit.”

Is that so?

As soon as Jeong Ha-yul left, I quickly scanned for something to lift.

‘That one!’

I focused on Kang-woo’s phone on the table in front of the sofa, and it floated up smoothly.

“Wow!”

Faster than before. Plus, it felt more stable.

I only knew how to tear off a square of tissue. The pitiful Jeong Gyeoul who could barely lift a phone…

Of course, I held it up for about 10 seconds before getting tired and putting it down.

But this is a huge improvement!

The commotion woke Kang-woo.

“Wow, you can lift a smartphone now? Roughly… around 200 grams?”

“…”

200 grams… I deflated instantly.

I glared at Kang-woo, who was yawning and stretching, and he froze mid-stretch.

“…Did I… hurt your feelings?”

“Yes.”

You’re the worst in the Demon King’s family.

I should tell Jeong Ha-yul.

 

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