A Villain's Will to Survive novel Chapter 289

Chapter 289: Ages (3)

Today, a visitor from the Floating Island arrived at my mansion.

“Didn’t expect to see you down here on the continent,” I said.

It was Astal, a name known throughout the Magical Realm and, among Addicts, the most renowned, holding the status of an elder even within the Floating Island.

The mages of the Mage Tower placed deep trust in his insight, for he was the leading analyst of magical theory and the one responsible for reviewing my own work, a respected figure of weight wherever magic was spoken of.

“Yes, I have heard of the Personnel Committee,” Astal replied as he took a seat on the couch.

Astal didn’t waste time on pleasantries because, true to the nature of an Addict, he had no interest in introductions or appearances—he was focused on what mattered most.

“I’ve read Mage Epherene’s theory, but the Floating Island disapproves of research that undermines the dignity of magic and the enigma of mana.”

“Has the mere mention of science become so provocative that even the Floating Island takes notice?” I inquired.

“It was more than a mere mention of science,” Astal replied. “The Professor’s theory borrowed scientific characteristics from carbon and recreated them using magic. But this girl, Epherene, is trying to integrate magic and science, even using the term natural science—a phrase most unnatural to our discipline.”

In the world I came from, natural science was a given—so obvious that no one thought to question it, but in this world it was a foreign concept where mana was the fundamental law of nature, not science, and while natural magic flourished, natural science was never welcomed.

“It is contrary to the will of the Floating Island. I daresay the Purger’s eyes may have already fallen upon her.”

“The Purger,” I replied, my brow tightening at the word.

“Yes, the Personnel Committee under your direction issued its punishment promptly, Professor, which will stay any premature action—for the time being,” Astal said, pulling a thesis from his coat and holding it out—it was Epherene’s. “However, should Mage Epherene persist in her research, the matter could escalate beyond our control.”

“Have you read it?” I inquired.

“Of course,” Astal replied with a nod. “Moreover, there is a particular scientist who has become something of a problem.”

As he spoke, Astal set a book down before me.

“It’s called the Theory of Relativity, and it is a piece of scientific literature that Mage Epherene referenced. The author seems determined to explain even time through science.”

Einstein, the genius of the century, was the physicist who most wondrously redefined our understanding of time and space, and now, through Comprehension, I was beginning to understand his science.

Of course, it was far from simple, but by piecing together fragments I already knew—that nothing can travel faster than light or that exceeding light speed could reverse time—and pouring mana into it, Comprehension allowed me to partially reconstruct Einstein’s theory.

“You might want to read it for yourself, Professor. The Floating Island is already considering labeling it a forbidden work,” Astal concluded.

“I never thought I’d see the day when the Floating Island would come to reject knowledge,” I replied.

Astal remained silent.

“Was that the only reason you came all this way?” I added, the sneer was unspoken but understood.

“Yes, Professor, I know you’ve turned your back on Mage Epherene, but she was your student—your protégé.”

“... Well, if there’s nothing further,” I replied, offering him a small jewelry box. “Take this with you.”

Astal looked down at the small jewelry box I handed him and tilted his head ever so slightly, as if uncertain what to make of it.

“It’s the substantiated mana stone from the Deculein and Luna thesis,” I explained.

Then Astal’s eyes trembled as the ice within them gave way to a flicker of heat—desire rising beneath the surface and betraying the spark he could no longer contain. Addicts from the Floating Island always wore the same frosted composure, but when faced with new knowledge, their reactions became almost childlike and even charming in their sincerity.

“The theory, brought to life, now resides within that mana stone. You’ll understand the full breadth of it through the thesis.”

I placed Epherene’s thesis on top of the substantiated mana stone.

“Was it you who provided the theory for manifestation, Professor?” Astal asked, his hand already reaching for it before he could stop himself.

“No,” I replied, shaking my head. “The work is Epherene’s—I merely reviewed it. But for now, I’ll keep it under my name.”

On the Floating Island, the funds sustaining its entire magic society came from copyright, which made magic copyright a sensitive matter.

“Is it because of the Purger?” Astal asked, his tone unreadable.

“If Epherene’s talent grows too conspicuous, it might be enough for the Purger to label her a threat.”

“Is this your way of protecting your protégé, Professor?”

Given that Epherene and I were estranged, at least publicly, there was a hint of uncertainty in Astal’s voice.

“Of course not. Epherene is both unimpressive and foolish, but she’ll need to stay alive because my theory has room to grow.”

“Yes, Professor, I understand. How widely do you aim to release it?” Astal asked, nodding after a moment’s thought.

“The entire world,” I replied.

***

... The substantiated mana stone for Deculein and Luna’s theory was released, and Astal, along with the other Addicts, examined it with precision, and within just a week they reached a unanimous conclusion that no errors were found, marking the moment the theory stood completely established.

“Congratulations! Even in our Mage Tower alone, your citation count’s over five thousand!” Adrienne said.

Citation count was a number, but not just any number, as it referred to how many mages—aside from myself—had referenced my thesis and suggested that a growing number had used portions of it as the foundation for their own research.

In other words, five thousand theses had already branched off from a single theory of mine, and at this rate, mages making a living off my work would start appearing by the dozens.

“The whole Magical Realm is talking about it~! Maybe I should do my own research on it too~?” Adrienne continued, smiling from ear to ear.

I stood in silence, staring at the Chairman’s nameplate sitting neatly on the desk.

“... Anyway! Congratulations!”

The 99th floor of the Mage Tower, which once belonged to Adrienne, stood empty today, with only her remaining there, holding nothing but a puppy in her arms.

“By this time tomorrow, you’ll be Chairman!” Adrienne concluded.

“Yes, thank you,” I replied, nodding as I brushed a gloved hand over the nameplate that read Chairman Deculein.

“Do you already have in mind who will be the next Head Professor?!”

“Yes, I do.”

Louina, Relin, and Siare were all competing for the Head Professor position, each more determined than the last, but in my mind, the decision had already been made—it was Louina.

“Oh, by the way—how do you plan to use the 99th floor?!”

“I will begin by relocating my equipment to the 99th floor.”

I’d already decided to move everything—my laboratory, my study, the archives, and even the experiment room—from the 77th floor to the 99th.

“Then where will you be heading, Archmage Adrienne?” I inquired.

“Oh! You’re finally calling me Archmage now!” Adrienne replied with a sunny smile. “Well—first, I’ll rest a bit on the Floating Island for a while! Then rest a little more! And probably just keep resting again!”

It was an unspoken tradition that Archmages did not interfere with the Mortal Realm, which was why the Floating Island had named Adrienne Archmage in the first place, as her destruction spells were powerful enough to end the continent and even other nations if she ever chose to act, and even in the original story of the game, Adrienne never involved herself.

“But I’ll drop by the Mage Tower every now and then!” Adrienne added with a smile.

“Yes, your service has meant much to us,” I replied, a slight smile rising to my lips.

"Maybe go a little easier on the killing from now on, Professor Deculein!”

“I’m afraid that won’t be possible.” I replied, shaking my head at Adrienne’s suggestion.

As a member of the Empress’s Elite Guard, I was soon to be deployed to war in the desert where I would destroy Scarletborn and Altars in the thousands, meet with Quay to demand answers about the fate of the continent, and in the end, define the very meaning of my existence.

“Hehe. Well, I heard this Revelation thing has been the talk of the Mage Tower lately!” Adrienne said, floating it up with Telekinesis.

In Quay’s revelation, he had listed the apocalypses that would befall this continent—earthquakes, volcanic eruptions, tsunamis, tidal waves—and so far, thirteen of them had already come true.

“That is correct.”

However, ten revelations still remained, among them a landslide in the Empire’s western territory of Vell, a glacial cold descending upon Freyden's lands at a level near that of an ice age, a declaration from Yuren that would send shockwaves through the world, and at the very end, God would descend to cleanse the continent, defiled by original sin.

“Isn’t this the flyer the Scarletborn’s been throwing around everywhere?!”

I didn’t answer Adrienne’s question because she always talked too much to be trusted with anything important, and I had no interest in having my words spread across the Tower by morning. freёwebnovel-com

“Hmph! You’re no fun!” Adrienne added, sticking out her lip in a pout.

At that moment...

── P-Professor, we have a big problem!

A sudden shout echoed through my crystal orb, coming from Louina who was uncharacteristically shaken, and that alone was enough to catch Adrienne’s ears, making them perk with interest.

“What’s the situation?” I replied, my hand closing around the crystal orb.

── Please, come straight to the 77th floor!

Pat, pat, pat, pat—

Ding—!

The microscope, centrifuge, rotary granulator, and mana stone condenser—each enhanced with my Midas Touch—were gone, and although I’d bought them just because they were labeled highest quality and never actually used them, every last one had disappeared like they’d never existed at all.

“Ehehe!” Adrienne said, unable to hold back her laughter.

If it’s Epherene, then yes, only she would have the audacity—or the ignorance—to explain this, I thought.

“... Oh, yes, Professor. That’s... yes, they were,” Relin replied, swallowing hard.

Flutter—

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