Chapter 70

In the early morning at Rabatenon University, a warm wind was blowing that was not suitable for the season.

Warmth is circulated and cold air is let out through the barriers that spread across the entire university grounds.

Lennok had no idea how much this process would cost, but it was clear that the university was paying for it all.

Labatenon, a magical university that stands at the forefront of educational institutions under the direct control of the city government.

This place, which had built a position by pouring a huge budget into the posture of wizards who did not want to be bound by the magic tower, had a completely different look from the cold and dark Balkan landscape that Lennok had experienced so far.

Was the air that those who had both luck and talent enjoyed so warm and cozy?

I was lost in thought while being greeted by the warm wind that blew.

“haha!”

“one two! one two!”

Even though it is morning, there are not a few people who are devoted to exercise throughout the brightly decorated university grounds.

The appearance of a beautiful and antique building like a palace. The scenery of green and fresh vegetation even in winter. Neat and tidy streets of the university.

In the meantime, the students who were enthusiastic about self-improvement, wandering around vigorously, did not seem too bad to Lennok.

Learning magic doesn’t necessarily mean you have to neglect training your body, and it’s actually full of advantages.

Hey Lennok, because of this damn penalty, he was forced to tinker with other abilities and equipment, but wasn’t Eden, the boss of Ciger Bang, also a strong physique even though he was a skilled wizard.

Preparing for close combat in case of emergency was indeed the right attitude as a mage.

With that thought in mind, I was about to walk past the people exercising to Aris’s lab when I suddenly heard someone running from behind.

Even considering that he was running, his steps were quite light.

A refreshing scent that can be felt even when jumping from behind.

Dark ultramarine blue hair casually leaping past Lennok.

His stable posture, recognizable at a glance even in a training suit, is impressive, but he has nothing to do with Lennok.

I thought that I want to bloom the beginning of the year, and I let it flow indifferently.

Until the towel tied around her waist untied and flew towards Lennok.

“......?”

flutter!

I inadvertently raised my magic and tried to hold onto the towel, but stopped when I felt the woman’s gaze looking back.

Reluctantly, I tried to snatch the towel that was floating in the air with my bare hands, but I ended up messing around in the air.

“........”

A strange sensation that my body moves on its own even though I saw it clearly and reached out.

Even if I felt it myself, I laughed at the absurd motor nerve.

It can respond to the attacks of superhumans in seconds, but if you don’t use magic, you miss the towel fluttering in front of your eyes like this.

From now on, it seemed that in all matters involving the use of the body, it would be necessary to spare no assistance, including magic power.

‘It’s probably like a bike. At least I shouldn’t be greedy until I create a plausible boarding aid magic.’

It’s different from a car that has some safety devices.

Sebastian hinted that he would come to him whenever he wanted a bike, but Lennok needed his own preparation to ride it.

‘It seems like there’s nothing I can’t do if I fix and improve the principles of shooting assist magic, but... I won’t know until I touch it myself.’

While he was holding a towel and thinking, a woman in a sweatsuit strode forward and stared up at Lennok.

A cold expression with his voluminous ultramarine blue hair tied back in a ponytail.

If Aris had a hint of coolness in her sophistication, the woman standing in front of her was a beauty with the impression of being wrapped in ice.

It wasn’t until Lennok saw the face that he remembered who she was.

Priscilla Leonix.

A student in Professor Aris Richellen’s Department of Elements class, and at the same time a blood relative of an excellent wizarding family called the Leonix family.

And one of the talented young wizards who shook off the hands of the many magic towers and entered Rabatenon University.

As always, people are overly interested in other people’s stories and love to talk.

It was only the stories he overheard while helping Aris prepare for class, but Lennok already knew all about her background and what kind of magic she used.

Even the fact that she, who is only a sophomore in undergraduate school, is already receiving love calls from various research labs.

“........”

Scylla frowned subtly as if she recognized him just as Lennok recognized her.

She handed her the towel in silence, and she quickly reached out, but Lennok took a step back, pulling his hand back.

Naturally, Silla’s expression frowned.

“What are you doing?”

Instead of answering, Lennok quietly pointed his finger behind her.

As the towel fell, all kinds of items were lined up on the floor following her, as if the contents of the pocket came out together.

“.........”

Scylla turned around with a nonchalant face and quickly picked up her belongings, but Lennok did not miss the fact that the tips of her ears were stained red.

A cell phone with a broken screen, an earphone with only one side of the lip gloss remaining without a lid.

Contrary to what it looks like on the outside, it seems to have a rather sloppy personality.

Forgetting even the towel she had spilled at the beginning, he grabbed her and turned around, but she opened her mouth first behind Lennok’s back.

“I overheard your conversation with the professor.”

“yes?”

“You can’t use magic at all.”

Lennok turned his head in silence at Scylla’s gaze looking up at him with a slightly awkward expression.

‘I’ve had a conversation with Aris about magic-related topics... recently.’

While helping her prepare for lectures, we had a lot of time to talk about this and that, and it seemed that I had overheard the conversation.

While quietly retrieving her memory, Scylla continued.

“You’d better be careful.”

“......”

“If they knew that the assistant professor wasn’t a magician, there would naturally be more people who would bite them.”

Lennox laughed lightly at the unexpected words.

It was a word I never expected to come out of that cold expression.

“Are you worried about me right now?”

“...I’m not very interested in Professor Richellen’s lab, but other people will be different.”

“okay.”

said Lennok with a grin.

“But everyone who should know already knows. Especially if you’re someone who doesn’t like that I’m here.”

“.....yes?”

It’s a day or two to hide, and if you don’t use magic at all in the midst of fighting with students at university, you can’t help but stand out as it is.

Besides, when Aris registered Lennok as an assistant professor at the Faculty Department, he was registered as a mystic without magical powers, so there must be some rumors among the staff who are already silent.

In the meantime, if others make up their minds and start digging into Lennok’s identity, the fact that he is pretending to be a normal person with no magical powers will inevitably be revealed.

A poor disguised identity that is not strange even when it collapses.

That was the reality of the third name, Evan Bylon.

Scylla looked at Lennok with a disapproving expression, then slightly turned her head and said,

“My older sister has no talent for mana handling, so she couldn’t adapt to this kind of life and ran away.”

“......”

“Of course, it’s just your job, but... I don’t want to see that kind of person twice.”

“You don’t have to worry too much.”

Lennox replied while maintaining a grin.

“Even if I can’t handle magic, there are many things I can do.”

“.........”

“And if I hang out with the students here, wouldn’t it be possible for me to awaken my magical powers?”

Whenever he encounters such unexpected good intentions, he realizes how important the meeting with Aris was to him.

A goodwill without a thorough deal or a mix of interests was the kind that was hard for Lennok to understand and hard to turn away from.

Beira’s answer came rather late.

And the faces of the other students staring at him with bewildered expressions.

It was only after seeing Scylla in the distance, slightly bewildered, that Lennok realized his mistake and clicked his tongue inwardly.

‘I should have pretended to touch the equipment. I made a mistake.’

The process of looking into the internal design of the equipment was quite interesting, so I forgot my surroundings for a while.

It was the same in the confrontation with the wizard, but sometimes Lennok’s own inquiring mind or curiosity came out before his reason.

Lennok quickly shook his head and continued speaking leisurely.

“On the surface, there seems to be nothing wrong, but if you listen to the sound of the equipment, you can tell there is a problem.”

As Lennok said, he managed to bend down very naturally and put his hand on the equipment.

When I gently tapped the empty space inside using magical energy, a huge vibrating sound erupted as if I had been waiting for it.

Woooooo...!!

“Ugh!”

“What’s wrong...”

“Isn’t it a big deal?”

Leaving behind the students who were taken aback by the apparently alien noise, Lennok channeled his mana straight into the equipment.

“Anyway, the core operating principle is a part that artificially implements elemental magic. If that part is not damaged, other problems can be solved with just some adjustment from the outside like this.”

At the same time, in order to divert the attention of the students, they unravel theories in their heads moderately.

“The most basic principle of transporting magic that is out of the wizard’s control is artificial propulsion. After that, the goal is to alternately expand and contract to take the initially transmitted force without spilling it as much as possible.”

The magician stretched out with manipulation-type magic flowed all over the equipment, attached it, and slowly started adjusting it by pulling and pushing it very finely.

By sending magic power through the circuit, it untangles the tangled parts and grinds the area around the worn inlet to expand the usable area.

“If there is a problem with the circuit that transmits horsepower, there is a possibility that it will not be able to withstand the expansion and contraction that occurs during transportation and may be damaged.”

There is nothing we can do about the parts that have already worn out, but there is no problem with the performance of the product as long as the injection part is improved.

The moment Lennok reached that conclusion and removed his hand from inside the equipment, the equipment, which had been rattling loudly like a lie, stabilized and began to produce a pleasant rumbling sound.

Weeeeeeeeing...!

“So, it would be good for students not to touch the necessary materials for class.”

Saying that, Lennok shook his knees and rose from his seat.

“.........”

The students just stared at Lennok in surprise, but said nothing.

It wasn’t just fixing simple equipment, it was working on magic engineering equipment designed by Aris himself.

A complicated facility that even university students who are said to have a talent for magic cannot touch.

Everyone in this room knew that it would be impossible to spot a problem with just a glance and fix it on the spot without in-depth knowledge of magic theory and magic engineering.

In just one moment, he felt that the way he looked at him was changing, but Lennok didn’t stop there.

Rather, he erased the businesslike expression he had been making until then and grinned.

“I don’t know who did it, but I’ll keep it a secret from the professor. Be careful in the future.”

“Thank you!”

Laughter erupted from here and there along with the greeting of a young man who looked a little foolish.

“You stupid bastard, I told you not to play around with that!”

“Anyway, they do all sorts of strange things to impress the professor.”

“Just listen in class, you idiot!!”

Would this change the disapproving look at Lennok?

Lennok didn’t think so.

Beira’s expression, hiding behind the students and staring at him, was a mixture of surprise and disapproval rather than satisfaction.

However, it was enough to plant a positive impression on most of the students who had no special feelings towards him from the beginning.

Thinking so, Lennok took a step back and slowly scanned the room.

Because I needed to see how other students reacted to this trivial incident that just happened.

The figure of Sila who turns her head away as if it doesn’t matter at all, and the young male student who calmly fell asleep.

From afar, with a strong physique and a black head who laughed with the crowd surrounding him.

Despite the diverse mix of students, what Lennok wants is simple.

Preparations to nip off those who interfered with his research life were progressing little by little but surely.

Pajijijik

promising the future ...!!

Taaang!!

“Hmm...”

Late at night.

Lennox’s house. A separate closed laboratory.

Hard iron bars have been added to the windows that were wide open, and thick iron plates are embedded in the walls that were surrounded by old wallpaper.

As the time spent in the laboratory for magical research grew longer, the amount of objects and environments that Lennok invested in the laboratory was gradually increasing.

It is very important to feel a sense of accomplishment every time you invest time.

It makes me sure right now, not later, that what I am doing is not wrong and that this time sweating now is not in vain.

Lennok’s efforts and investments in magic and his belief in his talents were far beyond a simple sense of duty.

But even so, creating new magic isn’t always easy.

“As expected, it doesn’t work as expected...”

Lennok said as he looked down at the small model motorcycle on the floor.

The model was rocking unsteadily from side to side with two wheels attached to the floor.

There is only one reason why a motorcycle model is balancing on its own without any force.

Boarding aid magic.

Lennok was developing the necessary magic to directly handle vehicles including bikes in the future.

Practical know-how on unique magic that I realized while studying Eden’s research journal.

The theoretical knowledge improved through constant discussions with Aris was a great help in raising Lennok’s magic to the next level, but it was only a result of grafting existing laws into his magic system.

It is only possible to moderately estimate the possibility of creating a series he has never dealt with or a completely new unique magic.

It was an inefficient task with Lennok’s current magic power and assets.

However, it is a secondary magic that has relatively limited uses, consumes little mana, and has a simple principle.

Among them, I was trying to improve the shooting assist magic to create a new auxiliary magic...

‘It’s too practical.’

Disassembling the magic principle used in shooting assist magic and remodeling it successfully was successful.

Considering the fact that quite a few wizards barely even understand the principles of magic, it would not be an exaggeration to say that Lennok has already moved beyond being a mere magic user and has reached the level of truly exploring magic.

However, the problem was that the two disciplines, shooting and boarding, were not compatible in practice.

Basically, shooting assist magic focuses on the way to strengthen the act of shooting, and the part that Lennok has improved has also been carried out in such a way as to make use of its strengths.

However, the boarding aid magic needs to be taken care of, such as basic balancing, safety control, and speed adjustment, which can help Lennok’s dull body.

The problem was that digging into this area would eventually deviate from the scope of auxiliary magic.

In short, the value for money is not good.

If you put mana into it and hit it, it will somehow return, but what’s the point if you consume all the mana while riding the bike?

To put it bluntly, it was tantamount to flowing mana instead of oil through the exhaust port.

Apart from feeling the need for transportation, it would be much more profitable to just take a taxi when the fuel economy is not so good.

“.....It’s not like you can’t be full on the first spoonful.”

Aside from digging into magic with transcendent talent and phenomenal intuition, Lennok’s magical powers and assets are limited.

The fact that no suitable answer comes to mind even after thinking about this further proves that Lennok’s knowledge and assets limit his capabilities for the time being.

It would be great if he could come up with the perfect answer here, but even if that’s not the case, Lennok won’t be disappointed or give up.

Infinite quest for magic and endless patience were also among the magician’s talents he possessed.

Lennok took care of his regret and organized the notebooks piled up on his desk.

When he first escaped from the factory, his magic research, which was only three memo pads, was now growing to the extent that it could not be contained in a single notebook.