Tower's Name Game
A magic tower that was called a tower, but it wasn't just one round tower standing alone.
On a vast plain-like site, countless facilities stretched out in a row, so it could be seen as an independent city in its own right.
Of course, since it was called a magic tower, the most eye-catching thing was the huge circular tower.
And there were seven of them standing tall for each faction.
The entrance of the Iron Faction Magic Tower.
The carriage symbolizing the Iron Faction creaked so obnoxiously that it was almost too much.
Each of the seven magic towers was in a competitive relationship with one another, and as a result, they even carved their own characteristics into things like carriages.
For example, the Fire Faction's carriage would shoot out brilliant flames from the wheels, and the Dark Faction's path would be sooty black as if the night sky.
The Iron Faction's carriage.
It was so covered in iron that it was more like a tank than a carriage.
And since the Knight Armor was also enormously heavy, normal horses couldn't pull it.
This carriage was creaking insanely.
“What the hell is that?”
“Didn't the Tower Master ride today?”
“He went out since dawn.”
“Hmph, maybe he's doing something like that?”
The mages murmured as they talked.
The others warned them that the Tower Master would be angry, but once that kind of talk came out, everyone could only think of it that way.
'Is it really?'
'The Tower Master is young in body, but not in mind.'
'He must not have noticed the arrival because he's so intense.'
'How much does he do anyway? If the carriage gets dirty, I'll have to clean it.'
Finally, the mage in charge of guarding the entrance today secretly approached the carriage at that moment.
“Kyeo…! Is that… really true?!”
“……?!”
“Orc penis! Stop…! It’s…!”
“Hah!”
The mage hurriedly backed away.
He sighed as if he had peeked at Akashic Records and realized he had learned a secret he absolutely should not have known.
'The Tower Master enjoys it to that size?'
His sexual tastes were really twisted.
It was strange how he could accept something that big with his small body.
Clank!
The carriage door opened, and a woman with a striking head of hair was thrown out.
“It's not allowed! It absolutely is not!”
And the Tower Master's roar came from inside the carriage.
Rolling on the floor, Dam shouted at the top of her lungs.
“It's always! Damn it! Your name is actually cool!”
‘Kyeo…?’
‘Orc?’
‘Crazy.’
The moment she appeared, this woman was screaming that the orc penis was cool.
There were all kinds of weirdos in the tower, but no one had ever started like that.
Moreover, the rival was the Tower Master.
Beldora gnashed her teeth as she got out of the carriage.
“Seriously? I told you I would do everything! Laboratory support! Assistant assignment! Equipment support! Even a special tutor to teach you magic!”
A few people around suddenly held their breath.
'Tower Master tutor's instruction?'
'Insane.'
'I want to be stepped on by the Tower Master while learning magic!'
The mages were excited for obvious reasons.
Fundamentally, mages were individualists.
They neither taught nor learned magic from anyone.
Precisely, they couldn't learn it.
In the first place, because they didn't teach it.
It sounded like the same thing, but it was emphasized because it was important.
That's why in the tower, there was no way to study magic except using books or self-study.
So the skill of looking good to upper-class mages or seniors in the tower was essential there.
That way, even a small scrap could be scooped up, or they could participate in research projects and learn techniques from the shoulder.
An opportunity that couldn't be bought with a fortune.
“Never! It's always the orc penis! Just kill me instead!”
Dam, who didn't know the value of it, naturally acted spoiled.
Changing names was changing beliefs.
Why had she chosen the name 'Dam' after abandoning her previous life name?
The previous life surname was 'Lee', and she didn't choose 'Dam' to forget 'Kyeo…', right?
It felt like a collaboration of Adam and Eve, so she liked it.
Crack!
“Okey, fine—”
Finally, Beldora couldn't hold back.
She clenched her teeth and mana condensed in Dam's hand.
It soon took on the shape of a sharp spear.
“Oi, shit?”
Dam, without realizing it, looked up at them with a dazed expression and exclaimed.
For Dam, the number one was obviously the orc penis.
But she hadn't just seen 'x dam'.
It was a scene like from some anime.
She was admiring the countless spears pointing at herself.
The other mages rushed desperately to stop Beldora.
“Tower Master! Killing is absolutely prohibited!”
“Hold it in! That's why you don't know!”
“Eh, hey new guy! Tell the Tower Master you're sorry right now!”
The mages were making a fuss.
Dam shook her body and stood up.
“Haa, what to do. What to do.”
With a sigh, Dam nodded.
Her love for super transforming robots hadn't disappeared just because her name had changed to Dam and her dick was gone.
At this point, Dam decided to back off and secure benefits.
“Bring the replacement name. Then I'll accept it.”
***
The tower was basically meritocratic.
No matter how young the age, as long as you had talent, you could climb high in this industry.
For a talented new hire, even seniors couldn't treat them harshly.
Because there was a chance they would overtake you with overwhelming talent at any moment.
That's why Dam's existence shocked the tower in many ways.
The rumor that spread from the first day was 'pervert'.
She kept calling out the orc penis like she was possessed by something, so it was only natural.
Men mages whispered that in the room assigned to her, they might hear moans at any moment, and the rumor spread in one night.
The rumor that spread the next day was this.
The unparalleled genius.
Mana total, mana concentration, mana control, mana regeneration rate, mana release volume, fusion degree, circulation ability, and so on.
All of it was a new record that replaced the entire tower's records, not just the Iron Faction.
Moreover, her appearance rank immediately topped the tower.
The Iron Faction already didn't have many beauties, but now a beauty who didn't lose to the beauties of other towers had come.
The Tower Master Beldora, who should have been happy about Dam's records, instead thumped her forehead.
Rather.
If she had no talent, she would have ignored her long ago.
Since things had come to this, Beldora had to seriously consider Dam's demand.
After all, Beldora had already been making a fuss about scouting an unparalleled genius in another tower.
“Haa, I'm going crazy.”
While writing the announcement, Beldora let out a deep sigh.
Beldora's special measure to end this topic as soon as possible.
She was asking the other mages of the Iron Faction for ideas.
“There's no choice.”
While the mages wrote the announcement hoping for a creative name that would please the madman's heart of Dam.
But Beldora didn't know.
Rumors turn even things that never existed into a snowball.
Because of yesterday's carriage incident, the rumor that Beldora's sexual tastes were orc penis and that she enjoyed riding on top of herself in the carriage was spreading secretly.
***
The next day.
The Iron Faction was in a huge commotion.
It was because the Tower Master was holding a contest.
[New Project Name Contest]
We are soliciting names for the main project that will lead the future of the Iron Faction.
We hope you will show off the creativity of the Iron Faction, and mages who come up with ideas, please come to the office as soon as possible.
— Tower Master Beldora Willenium —
The usual static and neat atmosphere had completely disappeared, with a writing style and content that felt angry.
But the mages were all excited and started discussing with each other.
What was it to give a name?
In the end, it meant that your name would be entered in the project, right?
Just coming up with one cool name was enough to slip your foot into the project led by the Tower Master.
That's why a long line formed at the top floor of the Iron Faction.
“Armor Mage? It's a word combining magic and armor.”
A young mage smiled and said so.
“Armor Mage? Hmm, it's okay—”
“Ugh, ugly.”
Dam interrupted Beldora's words and waved her hand.
“You're talking about armor mage. What's the difference between that and the armor you wear?”
“…”
“Next.”
Dam snatched a cookie and said, and the mage stumbled out.
Even after that, it was roughly like this.
“Orcnite! Or Dragon Guard!”
“I don't like it because it sounds like it's showing off. Showing off isn't doing it, it's naturally coming out.”
“Titan Magma Guard!”
“Bullshit. It looks like technology from a children's anime.”
“Neo Armstrong Jet—”
“The meaning is roughly the same. Both mean penis.”
“Evange… on!”
“That bastard—?!”
Various ideas came out, but no name that satisfied Dam's mind came up.
Time passed helplessly.
“Penis! What about Penis?”
“You, tell me honestly. Where are you from?”
“Eh?! What are you talking about?!”
“Haa.”
While Beldora sighed while watching Dam playfully grabbing her collar and shaking her.
Clank!
Even though a mage was still inside, the man forcibly opened the door and entered.
He wasn't from the Iron Faction, but he was wearing a red robe and shouted proudly.
“Dam, I came to scout you!”
“Chiron!”
At the sudden appearance, Beldora stood up in a hurry and shouted.
“What are you doing in another tower's magic tower like this! Especially in front of me!”
“Haha, Beldora. It seems like a talent you can't handle, so I came to take it.”
“Basic morality! This kid is only two days old—!”
The Fire Faction.
Tower Master Chiron.
Even with Beldora's shout, he quickly approached Dam and reached out to propose.
“Whatever you want, I will grant it. I will sincerely support you in everything. I know everything you want.”
“Oi?”
“Th-this Dam! Don't be interested!”
Beldora tried to stop him, but Dam was already interested in Chiron's proposal.
“Beldora is a woman like unyielding iron. So she probably doesn't understand your hidden meaning.”
“Indeed…”
As expected, being a man, he knew well about the resonance of the orc penis.
The most important thing when making a transforming robot was to look at the same points.
Chiron was a man after all.
Since it was a given that he would like transforming robots, he thought it would be much easier with him.
“Don’t worry, I have read your heart. Our Fire Faction, warm like fire, embraces everything about you.”
Then he quietly approached and whispered.
“Expressing it with the word orc penis is probably because of a kind of distorted sexual concept. But I respect it. You don't have to do it that way. In our Fire Faction, we'll do our best to relieve your lust—!”
“You fucking bastard?!”