All-Master Player Of The Academy [EN]: Chapter 258

129. How Dare You Be So Arrogant – 2

“Huh?”

As Medico, who had been bewildered, was at a loss for words, Ian tapped the dimensional gate generator.

“You’ve combined spirit magic and regular magic. It seems you’re trying to access the dimensional gate by using the way the Spirit Realm connects to this world……”

“Y-yes! Then, what part is wrong here?”

Ian pointed at the gate and said calmly.

“The Spirit Realm is also a world belonging to this world. In other words, the direction isn’t right to connect to another dimension. You know about Fake Dimension in black magic, right? Like that……”

“But Fake Dimension creates a fake space!”

A dwarf sitting in the front seat raised his hand and shouted.

As the other dwarves, who appeared to be magicians, agreed with his words, Ian nodded.

“If a fake is the same as the real thing, it can replace the real thing.”

Numerous other questions followed.

Ian answered those questions without a single pause.

After the Q&A session ended, Medico said with a gloomy expression.

“Then, is this completely useless?”

“That’s how I see it. But… don’t you know that too, Mayor Medico?”

At Ian’s words, Medico bit his lip slightly and clenched his fist.

That was right.

In fact, he knew it to some extent.

The reactions and results coming out while operating that device.

All of that was far from the results he wanted.

But even so, he couldn’t give up.

Because denying this would make everything he had done so far worthless.

“Is it really completely useless? Can’t I access another dimension with this……”

“If you want to, you can forcibly access it……”

“What?”

Medico, who had been in despair, quickly turned his head.

To him, who was trying to find even a glimmer of hope, Ian said calmly.

“It’s a matter of control and choice.”

“What… do you mean?”

“There isn’t just one other dimension. You know that, right? If you continue to research and improve that as it is… you will be connected to a random dimension.”

But no one knows what kind of dimension that is.

“And you can’t close the gate either. It only opens.”

“T-that can be done through research……”

Ian tore a piece of paper next to him.

“Try to put this back together into the original paper.”

“……I guess so.”

Medico sighed heavily.

The statement that there is no stability ultimately points to failure.

There is nothing as dangerous as an uncontrollable device created by a crazy technician.

As a dwarf, he had no intention of creating such a thing.

“First of all, I’m also a magician and a technician… I was someone who researched dimensions. My hundred years have been a waste.”

“But you studied a lot while making that, right? Then that’s enough.”

“Yeah……”

He looked at Ian, feeling empty.

Ian immediately noticed the meaning in his gaze.

That’s why he said with a smile.

“Still, you were trying to pioneer a path that no one knows and trying to develop while resisting, right? Isn’t it a waste to give up now?”

“Ugh. D-did you notice what I was going to say?”

“Weren’t you thinking of asking me to teach you how to create a dimensional gate if I knew?”

“……Haa. Just like the rumors say. They said you know everything once you see it……”

He didn’t know that he could figure out people’s hearts as well as technology.

Medico sat down with a face that looked 10 years older than before.

Ian, who had been watching him for a while, approached the blackboard.

“The opening discussion was quite interesting. Now, let’s start. Shall we start with a Q&A?”

As Ian spoke, the dwarves who had been silent began to raise their hands.

The study group, which was quite fun for Ian and quite beneficial for the dwarves, continued.

The parts they had missed, or the ideas and technologies they had never thought of.

In addition to that, physical and chemical knowledge.

And even the direction of magic.

Ian generously shared the knowledge necessary for technological development, and the dwarves quickly absorbed it.

At this rate, Dwarven City might develop at the speed of light.

‘Then that’s great.’

He laid the foundation, so the rest will be discussed, researched, and developed among themselves.

As Ian, who had replied to Kirke, walked out, Scranda approached.

“You were talking very enthusiastically. It seems like the processing method has been pushed back.”

“I’ve delivered the basic knowledge, though? And they didn’t ask any more questions.”

“Tsk. Are they just trusting me?”

It seemed like they wanted him to learn the method implemented at Fredon Academy and bring it back.

The pressure is great.

As Scranda sighed, Ian smiled.

“But you’ve taken a lot so far, right?”

“Ugh. Did you know?”

“I know that not only Instructor Scranda but also other dwarves are quickly absorbing and researching the technologies I’ve taught you.”

“I see. By the way, you’re really amazing.”

“It’s nothing.”

“No… it can’t be nothing. You wouldn’t feel burdened by the transfer of technology if you were a dwarf like us.

But humans are different. It’s easy to see cases where it takes more than ten years to spread even one trivial technology.”

“Isn’t it a waste?”

“Knowledge originally develops while being shared.”

“You have no greed. Now, let’s go. They’ve prepared a feast for you.”

“Is that so? Then let’s go.”

As Scranda walked with Ian, he lightly grabbed Myane, who popped out of his bag.

A good smell was flowing out of a large store in the distance.

“Dwarven City has good things made by artisans, but the food is also amazing.”

“Is that so?”

“Cooking is a skill, after all.”

“I see. I’m looking forward to this.”

“Well. Mayor Medico is the one who told them to prepare that dish……”

Scranda recalled Medico’s face during the study group earlier.

It turned out that the dimensional gate generator he had worked hard to prepare for a long time was ultimately flawed.

He seemed to know how disappointed he was.

“Let’s meet Mayor Medico after eating.”

“I think you have to get up on your own when you’re frustrated.”

“Isn’t it better to support you from the side than to get up alone? Not everyone is as strong as you.”

Scranda patted Ian on the back.

Ian glanced at him and said calmly as he opened the door.

“The one who’s supporting you shouldn’t be a strange guy.”

“What does that mean?”

“Sometimes there are guys who pretend to support you and push you off a cliff.”

Ian, who was talking about his own experience, headed to a place where many dwarves were gathered.

Scranda tilted his head as he watched the dwarves welcome him.

“Pushing you off a cliff after supporting you…? Why would they do that?”

Medico, unable to attend Ian’s welcome party, looked at the dimensional gate generator he had created.

He had been researching while looking only at this one thing for a long time.

But this is a flawed piece of trash.

“Haa…….”

Should he believe his words?

His head was telling him to believe it, but his heart was denying it.

“Aaaaaah…….”

A sigh filled with despair came out.

A huge sense of futility enveloped his body.

Like that, he was looking at the dimensional gate generator alone when he grabbed a hammer.

It was then.

A small voice was heard in his ear.

“Do you really think so?”

It was a pleasant baritone voice.

Surprised, Medico looked around.

But there was no one there.

“Who, who is it?!”

Even though there was no one, the voice continued to be heard.

He swallowed hard.

“Did I hear wrong…?”

“You heard correctly.”

“What?”

He looked around again.

Still no one.

Nevertheless, as the voice continued to be heard, Medico carefully opened his mouth.

“Wh-who are you?”

“It doesn’t matter who I am. What matters is what you’ve done so far.”

The result of his efforts over a long period of time.

The result that he thought was just around the corner, like his own child.

The result that was denied by Ian is important.

Medico tensed up.

“Dimensional gate generator…….”

“Yes. Hey. What kind of heart did you make that with?”

“Well…….”

He bet everything.

Vowing to prove that it was Dwarven City, not the Magic Tower, that would follow in the footsteps of the Magic Kingdom [a powerful and technologically advanced ancient civilization].

Vowing to prove the technology about the dimension that had disappeared.

He has been working hard, betting everything on himself.

“But that. A brat who isn’t even 1/10th of your life said it wouldn’t work.”

“B-but…….”

“Of course, I admit that he obtained the legacy of the Magic Kingdom. He also has excellent knowledge and skills. But is that the case even with the dimension part? Hey, Medico.”

The sweet voice gently brushed past his ear.

“Are you going to throw it away so easily? Are you going to give up so easily on what you’ve done so far?”

Medico closed his eyes tightly.

His head knows.

Every time he failed, he wondered if something was wrong.

He has to give up.

Maybe he should put down the hammer here and start over.

“Of course, it wouldn’t be bad to give up like that. But how will you ever create what you want with that?”

Provocation was mixed in with the sweet voice.

Medico clenched the hammer tightly at the tone that touched his pride as a technician who had lived his whole life.

“This is wrong.”

“It’s just a difference in direction. Anyway, it’s true that it’s a way to connect to another dimension. And Ian is the only one who said that, right?”

“That’s…… but…….”

“And if you say it’s wrong, you have to suggest a solution.”

“……Then what about you? Can you suggest a solution?”

Medico, who thought that this voice was just a delusion created by his own bewilderment, asked bluntly, and the owner of the voice replied as if it were natural.

“Of course.”

“What?”

“Not only can I suggest directions, but I can also tell you what to do. I can tell you as much as you want.”

Medico realized.

That this voice is not a simple hallucination.

He shouted while holding the hammer.

“Who are you!!”

But no one came out.

Only the voice was heard in his ear.

“Who am I? Who am I, you ask…….”

The owner of the voice said calmly in a pleasant baritone voice.

“I am Rubellin.”