<Episode 5>
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Crack! Boom!
The thunderous noises echoing from afar made my shoulders flinch repeatedly.
I-Iâm in the Magic Tower, right?
Not some construction site?
[Your current coordinates are 41.40338, 2.17403! You are precisely located within the Magic Tower!]
âTh-thanks for confirming.â
Thanks to synchronizing my mind with the chick before coming out, I could communicate without speaking.
Since the synchronization would break if we were too far apart, I tucked the chick into my pocket.
If anyone notices, Iâll pretend itâs a pet chick. After thorough research, I found that unless someone dissects it, even a mage wouldnât figure out its true nature. What a clever and mysterious little thing.
âBy the way, so this is what the inside of the Magic Tower looks like.â
A ceiling so high it seemed endless, with countless staircases spiraling upward like a maze.
The mystical yet majestic sight left my mouth agape.
If I pass, Iâll be working in this otherworldly place. My heart pounded with excitement.
âThis way, please. Iâll guide you to the exam room.â
âOh, yes!â
A staff member led me. As I hurriedly stood to followâ
A group of people ran down the hallway, sobbing.
âWahhh!â
âThey chewed me out for not knowing the fifth elemental transformation formula! Told me to go back to kindergarten! Me, the academyâs salutatorian!â
âThey told me to write my name ten times with my butt! Said I need to learn letters from scratch! *Sob*!â
Thatâs about the Magic Towerâs master, isnât it?
âWow, his personality is just as the rumors say.â
Coming here of my own volition to work as a secretary under someone like thatâwas that the right choice?
Though, itâs kind of surprising that an academy salutatorian doesnât know the elemental transformation formula.
âIâm pretty sure it was in the third unit of the first-year curriculum⊠Oh! The doorâs opening.â
A neatly dressed young man walked through the open door.
Thin glasses, tidy brown hairâsomehow, he looked like the embodiment of the word âbureaucrat.â
I stood up, tense.
âAre you here for the secretary position?â
âYes, thatâs right.â
[Donât be scared, my savior! You have me, equipped with ultra-fast computational abilities. Youâve got an unbeatable cheat key thatâll never get caught!]
D-donât say that.
It feels like cheating!
My law-abiding, never-littered-once-in-my-life heart pounded with guilt.
âThose who score above 80 on the exam will be granted an interview.â
The young man handed me a thick stack of papers and a pen.
Itâs definitely an exam paper, butâŠ
âWhy is it so thickâŠ!â
âGood luck.â
I stared nervously at the exam paper he handed me with a solemn tone.
And then, moments later.
ââŠHuh?â
My eyes widened.
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One hour later.
âTimeâs up.â
Aaron, the young man who handed Freesia the exam, stood up.
It was time to collect the papers from the candidate.
âShe mightâve already left.â
Half of the applicants didnât even last the full time, fleeing in despair at the examâs difficulty.
But when he opened the door, the woman was still seated.
âThatâs unexpected.â
Messy hair, thick glasses, and an unmistakably timid demeanor.
He hadnât expected anything from her frail appearance, but she seemed to have some grit.
However, when he glanced at her exam paperâ
ââŠAs expected.â
The paper was almost completely blank.
Solving the problems handpicked by Cayenne required immensely complex calculations.
If sheâd solved them properly, the paper wouldnât be this clean.
This candidate mustâve barely touched the problems, letting time slip by.
Hiding a sigh, Aaron spoke in a businesslike tone.
âTimeâs up. Iâll collect the exam paper.â
âOh, yes. Here.â
The womanâs hand trembled slightly as she handed it over.
With such a timid personality, even if she miraculously passed, sheâd never survive serving their demonic master.
Hiding his thoughts, Aaron said kindly,
âWeâll inform you of the grading results shortly. Would you like to wait here?â
âYes, I will.â
Leaving the woman behind, Aaron returned to his private office.
And began grading.
Given the state of the paper, it wouldnât take long.
Five minutes at most, just slashing red lines through it?
âAnother day without a successor.â
I donât need some extraordinary newbie who can pass this insane difficulty.
Iâd cry tears of gratitude for anyone who could just handle basic tasks!
âI canât even remember the last time I left work while the sun was up⊠Please, just lower the exam difficulty!â
Grumbling inwardly, Aaron picked up a red pen and froze.
ââŠHuh?â
The answer to the first question was correct.
âItâs multiple-choice, so guessing is possible.â
His pen moved to the next question.
And then, moments later.
ââŠWhaaat?â
Aaronâs eyes nearly popped out.
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âMaster!â
Aaron burst in, panting as if heâd rolled down the hall.
Cayenne glared at him coldly.
âWhatâs with the fuss?â
âThe-the secretary candidate. The exam results are strange.â
âStupidly strange?â
âNo!â
Aaron waved the exam paper in front of Cayenneâs face.
âNot that! Just look at this!â
With every moment of grading,
Aaronâs heart swelled like it would burst.
âOh, she got it right.â
âThis too? Not bad!â
At first, grading the initial questions didnât faze him.
The early questions were the easiest, and a few candidates had gotten them right.
But even top candidates crumbled as the questions got harder.
However.
ââŠInsane.â
âShe got another one right.â
âWhat! How did she solve this?! Even I donât know!â
The woman hadnât turned in a blank paper.
Sheâd solved nearly all the problems *mentally*.
Problems that other candidates couldnât solve even with pages of calculations!
Aaron waved the circle-covered exam paper with an excited face.
âPerfect score! Perfect! The first perfect score! She passed all the problems set by that personality-wrecked psycho!â
âPersonality-wrecked? Psycho?â
âI-I misspoke! Kill me!â
Cayenne waved off the groveling Aaron and looked at the exam paper.
A glint flickered in his golden eyes as he scanned the answers.
âHm.â
The corner of his lips curved faintly.
âSheâs reached the average human intelligence, it seems.â
âAverage human?! Then is most of the empireâs population subhuman monkeys? Your standards are way too high!â
Aaron, still prostrate, swallowed his unspoken protests.
Cayenne flicked a finger over the paper and gestured.
âThis candidateâs profile.â
Aaronâs eyes widened.
âGasp!â
It was the first time.
The first candidate whose profile Cayenne requested!
Since the exam was open to all, background checks came after.
If no major issues were found, it was essentially a pass.
Hope flared in Aaronâs chest.
âFinally, a successor!â
At last, heâd get a kind, smart subordinate to start a harmonious work life, free from his tearless, bloodless master!
âYes, sir! Iâll bring it immediately!â
But Aaronâs hopes were doused moments later.
The candidate, Freesia Violet, had a mostly ordinary and unremarkable profile.
Except for one thing.