Chapter 21

The news that Madrea Falseir had passed away at the end of her life span hit the Balkans with great intensity.

Apart from the fact that she stood on the side of the Philenom Dominion, there were still many people who admired and longed for the existence of an Ascendant.

The city government, which always seemed to be there, acted quickly.

It declared a two-day holiday and simultaneously announced that it would settle the confusion.

In effect, it was nothing more than a declaration from the city government to give them two days of freedom and time to shut up, but everyone accepted it.

The media, the government, the citizens, the police... That was enough time for everyone to mourn the Ascendant’s final moments.

“The root cause is that.”

Jenny returned to the bar after the summons was over and said.

She was already chain-smoking more than 5 cigarettes, as if she was under a lot of stress at the place she was called in.

“Excessive abuse and indiscriminate discrimination by prisoners of the Dominion... There are many reasons, but one was decisive.”

The top-secret project ‘Black Consumer’ was carried out in an undeveloped district.

The plan, which was said to have acted as a direct cause for the creation of contaminants, was the direct cause that ignited the war of nerves with the Dominion.

Contrary to the opinion of the city government inspection team, which announced that there were no human experiments, evidence leaked from inside the council that experiments were conducted on prisoners of the Dominion.

It was a battle that the Balkan city government could not win from the moment the truth of the experiments committed against prisoners in violation of rules and ethics between cities was revealed.

It is also understandable that the city government unconditionally bowed down and went in, as the ascendant also raised the hand of the self-government.

“......”

However, Lennok couldn’t help but ponder whether that was really the only reason she came to Balkan.

Was the Dominion’s victory really the only thing Madrea Falseer wanted to see at the end of her life?

If Lennok’s existence had been trampled on by her gaze that looked into both the past and the future...

After her death, Lennok was still unable to shake off his delusion at the question that he could not know the answer to.

I can only keep in my memory the name she said, Alcaid.

“The problem starts now.”

said Jordan, who was stirring the smoke that wafted from her side.

“I don’t know what the Heavenly Dog was thinking when it came to this, but as a result, the existence of the Ascendant who led this unilateral agreement disappeared.”

“You mean you’re moving from the Balkans again?”

“Of course not right now. But the city government won’t intend to keep this unfavorable pact for long. He can take a moderate stance a few times, but he won’t mind taking a radical one.”

Although it is not possible to know the exact contents of the agreement, what he wanted to say was simple.

Lennok murmured gloomily.

“...So you’re saying there could be a war.”

A fleeting peace forged by the great ascendant at the cost of his life.

The gloomy feeling that that fleeting moment would not last long.

Jenny took the word nonchalantly.

“Considering the prestige of seeing the past and the future at the same time, the city government won’t take a hard line from the beginning... but they won’t care about the dead for so long.”

Looking at Jenny, who muttered that this was the first time that an Ascendant intervened in a dispute between cities in this way, Lennok thought.

I don’t even know about this city properly yet, but I never thought I’d have trouble with other areas like this already.

Of course, since Evan Bylon, the identity that Lennok expelled, is just an ordinary citizen, he will not suddenly be conscripted somewhere if a war breaks out, but it is a problem that cannot be ignored by Van, who is making money on this side.

In any case, the fact that there is nothing he can do right now does not change.

Lennok asked, dragging the cigarette from his mouth into the ashtray in the corner of the bar.

“It would be impossible to accept work today.”

“It will take 48 hours at the earliest for the city government and other clients to properly understand the situation and operate normally. Please wait until then.”

I nod my head and get up from my seat.

Lennok thought slowly as he left the bar.

What if Madrea came to Balkan because she already knew of Lennok’s existence?

If it had been to directly confirm the result without a cause, as she said... He

wouldn’t have given up his life just because of it, but Lennok couldn’t help but feel something strange as he recalled his conversation with her.

The tone of his voice was calm and restrained, as if he had been waiting to meet Lennok’s gaze.

It would be difficult for him to understand the emotions of the ascendant, but the brief encounter was awkward in many ways to be dismissed as a coincidence.

Did she really fully understand Lennok’s disparate talents?

Maybe he really missed the person who could have been a real helper.

“.........”

It was meaningless to think about it for a long time.

I was rummaging around in my arms to find a cigarette, but I sprained my hand and dropped another object.

“This....?”

A mechanism resembling a white fountain pen.

The laser cutting machine he stole from the gangsters he financed right after he escaped the factory.

Opponents who don’t exude magic power on the outside exist without limit, even on this floor.

I don’t know if it’s a natural constitution like Maoren’s, or if it’s because of the vast difference in level like an ascendant’s.

While Lennok sat down next to Jenny, Jordan quietly closed the door and disappeared across the hallway.

Certainly he tended to refrain from interfering more than was necessary in these matters.

Even as the two of them sat down, the man said nothing for a while, staring at Lennok.

The strong interest in those eyes intrigued Lennok.

“Is this your first time seeing a wizard?”

“uh. See you first.”

An answer beyond imagination.

The man then grinned. It’s a strange smile that goes from ear to ear.

A sharp force that makes your skin feel tingly. This is not an attitude the client would want to exhibit.

“It’s really strange.”

“........”

“Among the guys who work alone, I’ve rescued a few kids who fight well, but this is the first time I’ve seen a wizard. It’s not even Gaara, he’s a real proper guy.”

“hey.”

said Lennok with an expressionless face.

“uh?”

“Do you know me?”

“.....what?”

“I don’t know why you’re arguing in front of strangers.”

Whoa!!

As he stood up, he immediately raised his mana.

Spinning her magic power to the maximum, she slams the man in front of her.

Lennok’s ability to seize magical power had grown to the point where he could actually physically interfere if he used his full power.

Watching the man’s face turn pale in an instant, Lennok slowly took out the cutter from his bosom.

Geeing...!!

Lennok said quietly as he held the sparking cutter in front of the man’s eyes.

“If you want to entrust the work, you have to shake your mouth straight. It’s not about touching a nerve and measuring the angle.”

Lennok was not very familiar with this kind of human being, but he knew roughly how to deal with it.

He constantly checks whether the opponent is stronger or weaker than himself, and once he has an advantage, he will carry that attitude to the end.

Instead of sitting still and watching how the other side came out, it was right to press hard from the beginning so that there was no backlash.

And Lennok already had the ability to do that.

Jenny hadn’t said anything since Lennok stood up.

Lennok looked down at the man and in an instant released the magical power that was holding him down.

Whoop-!

Only then did the man turn his stiff neck, glance up at Lennok, and nod.

“...Okay, I apologize. You were more of a hot-tempered friend than I heard.”

Even though he had been strangled until just now, he did not shrink and sent a grin on the other side.

It was a more pleasant response than I thought, but Lennok ignored it.

This man is a qualitatively different kind of human being like Dylan.

The fact that he showed such an attitude when he came to order a request is evidence that the line between enemy and ally is blurred.

Just by looking at it from the outside, it looked more like a beast than a human.

‘Yasura....’

After thinking that far, I guessed the man’s true identity.

As Lennok was about to sit down again, the man smirked again.

“By the way, was that cutting machine remodeled by old man? I thought he died a long time ago, but it looks like he’s still alive and doing that thing.”

“what?”

“If you don’t want to answer, you can’t. Say hello later. I mean, our head of security is doing it very well.”

The man winked, took out a business card from his pocket and put it on the desk.

“The situation has come to this, but should I introduce myself? it’s kylian I belong to the support team at the company that made the cutter you just held.”

At the completely unexpected remark, Lennok inadvertently looked down at the cutter still in his hand.

Dyke.

The brand, drawn elegantly in cursive, was vividly shining.

The man looked down at him happily and said.

“The Dyke Headquarters is trying to hire you directly. How would you like to hear the terms?”