I Became the Only Non-mage in the Academy

The Thousand Sorcerer was watching the tower’s entrance.

Just moments ago, his granddaughter—precious enough to be painful even if she were put in his eye—and the guy she liked had entered the tower with other women.

‘Who knows?’

The Thousand Sorcerer had the role of overseeing the tower.

Although others did not fully understand, this responsibility placed an immense burden on him. So much so that even the culprit could not imagine.

The Emperor, Celestial, and Overlord were free from this duty, but the Thousand Sorcerer, Martial King, and Sword Saint were different stories. Even the Sword Saint, who split gods, struggled to fulfill his role, and the Sword Demon almost went mad.

If a transcendent being went mad, the damage would be tremendous, but the Thousand Sorcerer could not help him. The source of thɪs content is N(o)vᴇl(F)ire.nᴇt

He could not help.

If he had assisted the Martial King, he himself would not have been able to move for at least half a year. And that would have had a tremendous impact on the present world. If not careful, it might have tilted the balance of power in Korea.