The Holcroft family walked the path of ruin, accused of murdering the fiancée of the fourth prince.
However, even amidst this, many argued that the Silver Wing Knights should be preserved and integrated into the royal family or another family.
This was because they had a longstanding tradition of guarding the northern frontier, and were more skilled in warfare against demons, especially the undead, than any other group on the continent.
Each knight was a master of combat, possessing skills equal to or greater than a second-class Imperial knight.
Their victory over the vast army of the undead, which opened five Gates of the Underworld in Frusonia, was so notable that it was recorded in history books.
Although it didn’t overlap with our area of activity, I remember the adventurers’ guild was noisy, debating whether to support them or not.
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— Marine141: I gathered funds while living as an adventurer and restored the knights.
— Marine141: Although the number has reduced, Owen, Pip, and Irene, who swore loyalty to the head of the family, remain.
— Marine141: Scale reduced a lot (correcting a typo)
— Marine141: Swore loyalty (correcting a typo)
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As a result, those who walked the path of dissolution without being absorbed by any group entered the Magic Tower as outlaws.
Using a Witch Note, which they were still clumsy with, was one thing.
But how did I, who was using the ID ‘SuperGeniusBlondeGirl’, end up being misunderstood like this?
After briefly looking around the forum, I found the answer.
It was all my fault.
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[Collection of achievements by SuperconductorSilverHairedGirl]
(Photo)
She is a ray of light amidst the gallery filled with fluff and pollen.
I even cried with her when she listened to the worries of a troublemaker who was causing a ruckus on the forum.
The photo is a leaked live performance from the Great Labyrinth.
— The gallery seems more chaotic now with the addition of fur and bees.
— Stop with the nonsense and take it to your cornflakes board.
— Concert? Did she… really do that?
— Where did you get this photo?
ㄴ Did she personally verify this?
ㄴ There’s a graduate student who makes a living drawing; leave it to him, and he’ll handle it well.
ㄴ FurryLover: Does he accept unusual requests?
ㄴ Yeah, but there’s a long queue, so it might never be your turn.
ㄴ FurryLover: Money can solve anything.
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[Vote on who is the real one between SuperGeniusBlondeGirl and SuperconductorSilverHairedGirl]
[Results]
GeniusBlondeGirl: 3% (314 votes)
SuperconductorSilverHairedGirl: 97% (14,538 votes)
By majority vote, the real one is the latter.
— Thumbs up
— At least spell the name right, lol
— The real one is overwhelmingly losing, lol
ㄴ Just call her the fake now~
ㄴ Let’s admit it, it’s pathetic, lol
— Not rigged, I voted with 5,000 Witch Notes I got for helping an old lady.
ㄴ Rigged
ㄴ No, I pressed the button myself!
ㄴ That’s what rigged means, you idiot, lol
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[Don’t you feel sorry for the Sub-Managers who work hard?]
Though not as much as Administrator, he worked hard to manage the gallery.
Who knew they would go so suddenly in the Great Labyrinth?
But it’s normal for the Sub-Managers to work hard, so there’s no need to feel sorry.
I can barely remember their names now.
Let’s just say the one remembered wins.
— Hey, he’s not gone yet.
— Anyone would think he’s dead~
— But Sub-Managers don’t have human rights…
ㄴ Yeah, practically dead, right?
— He’s been less active lately because he’s so busy.
ㄴ He lacks fundamentals. Just using a lady’s tone doesn’t make you a lady.
— If there was a real problem, he would have banned them himself, right?
ㄴ Right, being the Sub-Manager, he could ban them if there was an issue.
ㄴ SuperGeniusBlondeGirl: It’s because of pressure from higher-ups that even if banned, it gets undone.
ㄴ Here she comes, lol
ㄴ Is the fake here? lol
ㄴ Who’s higher up…? Gasp!
ㄴ Gasp, gasp…!!
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SuperGeniusBlondeGirl
[Don’t feed the troll; just block them individually.]
No need to pay attention to a mere impersonator, so ignore them until they disappear.
Don’t give them comments or likes, just thoroughly ignore them.
[Recommended 1 / Not Recommended 423]
— SuperGeniusBlondeGirl: Block the silver-haired one, not me.
— SuperGeniusBlondeGirl: Comment, you idiots.
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Having too much fun teasing Mariel, I ended up becoming overwhelmingly prominent within the forum.
Maybe I was too earnest in the recent confessional content I conducted on the “Cornflakes Board.”
All I did was seriously listen to the concerns of each troublemaker to help them reform.
Somehow, I became the “Superconductor” and formed a strange fan club.
Moreover, she became extremely busy with the tasks I assigned while I was away in the communal area, leading to almost no activity from her.
It’s understandable that even the Vice-Captain of the Silver Winged Knights might be confused.
But now, if I clear up the misunderstanding and return the account to its rightful owner, everything will be resolved.
The overly famous SilverHairedGirl account should be deactivated or “accidentally” deleted to stop its activities.
Despite once killing a dragon, I didn’t genuinely enjoy being treated as a girl…
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— Marine141: This place doesn’t suit you, milady. Please return to the family with us.
— Marine141: If you are someone else, forgive the rudeness…
— SuperconductorSilverHairedGirl: It is indeed me.
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…but I soon decided to set aside my pride. Who said Mariel could leave the tower?
I couldn’t let the Sub-Manager, who had rolled into the tower, be sent away to those without a proper foundation.
I had many strategies to use.
The simplest and easiest was for me, impersonating Mariel, to send them away myself.
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— SuperconductorSilverHairedGirl: I like the Magic Tower. I’ve decided to lay my bones here.
— Marine141: That’s not possible. To restore the glory of the Holcroft family, you are indispensable.
— Marine141: We have arranged a marriage with a noble from the Bayern region. If you build up strength from the south, one day…
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However, upon talking, I realized they were not the kind to listen to reason. Expecting flexibility from a knight’s mindset was my mistake.
These were knights of the battlefield, who would brandish their swords first and ask questions later, dressing up their means and methods only to achieve their goals.
If anything, I’d consider bringing that noble here and officiating the wedding myself as the Sub-Manager…
“Waaaah.”
“…”
“Why are you just standing there, Supervisor? There’s a lovely lady crying right in front of you.”
No way.
Ruining someone’s life like that would just give me nightmares.
I decided to save Mariel’s marriage slot for later, maybe host a ‘Worst Behavior Contest’ in the gallery and give it to the winner, and moved on to the next plan.
Reporting to the administration?
Given that the remaining Silver Wing Knights were outlaws, making a wanted poster would have the whole Magic Tower expel them.
I just needed to secure the names and descriptions of their members.
However, if Mariel learned about their presence, she’d definitely be shaken.
“Sniffle, those trash enchanted by that wench. Not a single ally on my side. If only the family’s musketeers were here to provide support…”
Wasn’t she now hoping for a savior’s hand, like a princess trapped in the Demon King’s castle?
She entered the Magic Tower to take revenge on the fourth prince and rebuild her family; I didn’t want to increase her options unnecessarily.
‘Then, there’s only one method left.’
Make them leave on their own, out of exhaustion.
If they believed they failed to rescue her due to their own incompetence, they wouldn’t return for a while.
I sent him a message using the Witch Note.
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“Has everyone written down their names?”
“Yes.”
“Hurry up. We’re too conspicuous here.”
“I only reached the 20th floor with light; will that be okay? What if she’s higher up…?”
Douglas, the vice captain of the Silver Wing Knights, shook his head at Pip’s concern. They had pinpointed her location using the only Witch Note the knights had, so his worry was unnecessary.
“It’s fine. She hasn’t passed the trials of the 20th floor yet.”
“Oh! You’ve made contact with Lady Mariel!?”
“Yes, contrary to our worries, it seems she’s adapting well.”
She had left a message, saying she couldn’t move freely at the moment and needed to be fetched.
To climb the tower, they needed to overcome many conditions set by the Magic Tower, including trials, but he was confident.
Those he brought were elite members of the knights, and the tower’s guards were no match for them.
Mariel was the last direct descendant of Holcroft, essential for the family’s reconstruction.
The aging retainers and the once-disbanded knights alone were insufficient as a rallying point.
Fortunately, continuous persuasion had led Mariel to detail how to reach her on the training floor.
Those who inscribed their names on the monument stone headed directly for the stairs leading to the second floor.
“As you all know, our goal is to rescue the lady. Avoid revealing yourselves and act with minimal disturbance.”
“But we must confront the mages to climb the tower. Especially since we need to get commissions from the schools to reach the 10th floor.”
“And we need to join to learn Mysteries…?”
“Mysteries? I can’t use magic, though?”
“Everyone, calm down and just follow me.”
Douglas recalled the message he received earlier via the Witch Note and started walking ahead.
Yellow streetlights flickered on both sides of the endless alley.
“Lady Mariel has arranged for us to be assisted by a school in such situations.”
“Oh, as expected…!”
“Moreover, it’s one of the most renowned schools in the Magic Tower.”
“I’m looking forward to it. Maybe I’ll even become a magician, haha!”
Ignoring the suspicious glances from wizards at the various counters, they continued walking until they finally reached a building labeled ‘Information Desk’.
A woman, presumably a receptionist, greeted them first.
“Hello. Are you here for the Mystery aptitude test?”
“Yes.”
“Do you have a particular school in mind? You can specify a faction or choose from the seven major schools.”
“Hm.”
Douglas double-checked the contents of the message Mariel had sent him.
Kneeling on one knee and grasping the receptionist’s hand as politely as possible, he declared,
“We wish to join the Haeju School. We came all the way here because we love the Haeju School so much.”
“Kyaaaah! Security!!!”
