Chapter 520

Genius Magician Who Eats Medicine Chapter 520

Curtain Call (3)

When I extracted Rogear’s memories and obtained them, I didn’t expect much.

Pandaemonium and the special agency Aegis.

Although it is highly likely that he knows various sensitive information as he is an insider who travels between both organizations.

Conversely, at this point, he reveals his true identity and is capable enough to be overpowered by Lennok.

He was a man who lacked understanding of his own image to the point of self-destruction after being attacked through a loophole in the microcosm by Victor, who was unable to produce even half of his strength.

To put it in perspective, should I say it’s similar to Turan, the white lion he faced at Blaver’s Tower and now has become a doctor’s puppet?

Even though he had a powerful body and a useful mind that coveted the spirit and body of others, he used it in an evil way and as a result met an end worse than death.

Perhaps the doctor also had a sense of deja vu similar to Turan’s in Rogear’s existence and joked with him to be careful.

Contrary to natural talent and aptitude, beings who could not rise to a higher place in the end because their images and methods of dealing with them were low.

That’s why I thought the information contained in his memory was closer to the latest information than the pandemonium and the secrets of Aegis.

The scene now unfolding in front of Lennok’s eyes was the first sight he had ever seen in his life, even for Lennok, who had been dealing with Pandaemonium for a long time.

[...] ... .]

A city that has fallen into ruins.

A landscape that seems to have been cut off from the world with only a desolate fog hanging over it.

The head of Myeong-gwa is standing in a sense of emptiness as if facing the end of the world, but the direction of the two people’s eyes is slightly different.

Unlike the leader, who seemed to have no interest in anything else, Ming’s gaze seemed to be looking over his shoulder at the collapsed city.

As if he is trying to keep the landscape of the ruins he is standing in for a long time.

“Are you okay?”

Silence lasted for a long time. Myeong was the first to speak.

He glanced slightly at Lennok’s gaze and smiled.

“I’m still watching.”

“... ... doesn’t care.”

The captain replied.

He didn’t even look back to where Lennok’s gaze was.

“Because we’ve sorted out all the causalities that remained in this area. This is the end.”

“This is the last time... ... .”

“More than anything, it must have been you who brought that werewolf?”

Myeong nodded at the indifferent captain’s question.

“It is only because the road to the foreign lightning front is quite rough. I needed help from the locals.”

‘Local... ... .’

It was only then that Lennok could understand why Logear had ever met the leader and Myung.

Among the many ‘works’ Myung handled alone while wandering across the continent, was there something that needed Logear’s help?

“If there is a story to be told, it doesn’t matter who the messenger is.”

said the captain.

“The intermediate steps don’t matter as long as you get them right.”

“Even if I don’t know who it’s reaching?”

people asked.

“You’ll never know if it arrived right.”

“no. It will definitely arrive.”

The captain denied it.

“Hundreds of ruins and two failures prove it.”

“Interesting.”

Myung, who was listening to this, crossed his arms and smiled.

“Is that a personal experience?”

“... ... .”

The captain did not immediately respond to that.

I just answered while looking at the ruins where my eyes were heading, raising my eyes with noise.

“I am not alone in my story.”

Myung shut his mouth as if he understood the meaning of the words, and Lennok was also silent.

It was because it seemed that Lennok could now vaguely understand what the leader’s words meant.

‘The captain knew I would look into Logear’s memories.’

I don’t know who it will be, but I knew that someone would confirm this moment through Logear’s memories.

He was also aware that it would be delivered properly to the opponent the leader wanted.

Myeong asked the reason, and the leader was saying in a very euphemistic way that the reason was based on personal experience.

Even taking into account that the answer might be related to the identity of the leader.

Myung must have asked the leader about the leak of information through him rather than the existence of Logear.

Appalling intuition and near-certain foreknowledge.

The conversation between the two had already transcended the very concept of variation of timelines and possibilities.

‘Myeong and the director agreed to show this memory to someone, but I didn’t know who it was.’

But why?

The conversation they have now and the city that has become ruins.

Does it mean that the meeting between the two is significant enough to be communicated in this way?

To drive a wedge of certainty into doubts already hardened by intense inspiration?

Even while Lennok is lost in thought, the conversation continues in his memory.

“Are you trying to play with contradictions in the discontinuity and infinity of time and space? Even great losers have trouble.”

“Repeatedly making the wrong choice is a miracle built on contradiction and ambivalence. would you know?”

said the captain.

“That’s why I have to leave memories in this way. During the brief respite that aids in the corruption of Jinwa, communication through language will lose its meaning.”

Myeong stared blankly at the leader for a while, then shook her head.

“There is no regret. There is no delusion.”

“... ... .”

“But it is also true that we have put off reaching the end of the road because of that. Are you really going to be okay like this?”

The last question of Myeong, who has always had a smile on his face.

However, the captain seemed to smile faintly upon hearing that.

“There isn’t as much to learn from stupid failures as you might think.”

“... ... .”

“The only thing I knew was that even when I tried my best, I still had regrets. So do what you believe in.”

The captain passed the name and said.

“If you don’t reach an answer, eventually all your promises will be lost on the other side of the sea.”

Rogear’s memories ended there.

Borrowing his sight and senses, instead, the scenery I was facing suddenly moved away, and soon I felt like everything was broken and bounced out.

Jigsaw... ... !!

“Kuh... ... !!”

As if waking from a light sleep, Lennok’s consciousness jumped straight into reality and rolled across the train floor.

The noise in my head tickled my brain, but even so, the memory of what I was just watching did not disappear.

Lennok clutched his head with a frown on his face, then let out a slow sigh.

“ha... ... .”

The conversations of monsters that transcend royalties still feel like they are one step away from Sang-ri.

Perhaps it is because the concept they are looking at and the timeline they are standing on are located in a different place than others.

But Lennok still had some understanding of what they were trying to convey.

‘The next goal the captain thinks has been set.’

Ascended Jinwa (陳蝸).

An ancient monster that has existed for a very long time among the ascended as well as the creator of the common language of the continent.

He hadn’t seen or heard much about him, but Lennok knew some information about him.

It is because he has no interest in the way the organization works or the system at all.

It’s been a long time since Palad didn’t expect a normal way of thinking or reactions from her either.

Was it not Palad’s own strength that led the organization called Agent until recently in the first place?

“Can I make you some coffee? It’s been a while since I smoked one, and my throat is sore.”

“Why did you come back? No, what were you doing in the first place?”

“Oh, haven’t you heard of it?”

Greta laughed.

“I am the one who created the special agency Aegis and trained the members. Now that the business trip is over, it’s time to return to work.”

“... ... what?”

“Hmm, come to think of it, was this a secret only known to the Senate of the City Council?”

Greta smiled, touching her chin casually.

“Let’s keep it a secret between us. Well, Marcia probably already knows.”

“no no... ... wait for a sec. You are the original agent director. But you said you went into hiding all of a sudden and came back to contribute to the creation of Aegis?”

said Pallad, pressing his temple.

“Did Eveline know about that?”

“Otherwise, how could that picky fellow lend his strength to us?”

said Greta, lying flat on her back, grabbing a nearby newspaper.

“I always end up a mess against Pandaemonium, even with two cooperating monsters... ... . I was thinking that something would fail.”

“... ... .”

Palad, who was silent with his mouth wide open, asked.

“Then why did you pass on the failure of that operation to us?”

“Ughhh.”

“Die!!!! Crazy old woman!!!”

A desperate chase by Pallad, who screams and tries to strangle Greta, and two elderly officials who giggle and avoid him.

However, as if neither of them had enough stamina, in less than 5 minutes, they leaned on the sofa panting and drank water without speaking.

“Ask for coffee.”

“Shut up. please... ... .”

Pallad, who was staring blankly at the ceiling of his office with a distraught face, asked.

“What do I need to ask Evelyn about?”

“Didn’t you come to find me because I was thinking of asking you directly?”

“no.”

Palad said with sunken eyes.

“Tell me here. Right Now.”

“... ... .”

“I don’t care what you’ve been doing all this time. But if you’re thinking of cheating, I’ll stop you.”

“hey... ... .”

Greta smiled coldly.

“Since when do you say you cared for agents so much? not fit.”

“... ... .”

“Other agents who died as a result of your failed operation must be very sad to see you now. Isn’t it?”

“It was Evelyn’s own intention to quit being an agent.”

Palad sternly cut off Greta’s words, took out a cigarette from her bosom, and lit it.

“There must have been a way to get back to work, but I haven’t come back yet. Your mind has already left.”

“is it?”

“Hyungung fully devoted himself to the city. At least more than you.”

said Palad in a heavy voice.

“Don’t hold on, Greta. Let her live the way she wants to live.”

“... ... .”

“You don’t know how long it might be.”

At Palad’s words, Greta gave a slightly surprised expression.

“... ... I’ve learned to say things like that. Do people change as they get older?”

“... ... ”

“Nothing wrong.”

Saying that, Greta naturally pulled out another cigarette.

Palad casually lit her cigarette.

Greta laughed, puffing out smoke.

“But the ending won’t come as quickly as I thought.”

“How do you know?”

“The city council is giving even a slugger like me time to prepare.”

said Greta, giggling.

“Those old ladies who went crazy over my work still have enough time to think about the future. That’s what you think.”

“... ... .”

It’s not a clear basis or reason, it’s just an absurdly contradictory trust.

Trust in a superior or a lump of baggage that you hate more than anyone else, not a precious colleague or friend.

“So I’m not going to play such a benevolent boss role. At least on that part, I think differently.”

Greta smoked a cigarette and waved her hands with a thin face.

“If you need anything, you have to scrape it all the way down to the floor. How do you know about other people’s circumstances?”

“Greta... ... ”

“Because he is buried in such a loser mentality, the agent is like this.”

Greta stood up with a stern expression and walked toward Palad’s desk.

“Now that I’m back, I’m going to have to reorganize this institution from start to finish.”

Fire!!

Greta, who swung her arm and blew away the pile of papers piled up, threw down the cigarette she was holding.

Roaring!!

Seeing the pile of papers burning in an instant, Palad jumped up and grabbed Greta by the collar.

“Don’t bullshit... ... !! who told you... ... !!”

“I have accumulated enough data while nurturing Aegis members.”

Greta laughed as she was grabbed by the collar.

“From now on, the agents of the agents to be created will be reborn as the best elites even in megacities.”

“... ... !!”

“So tell me where Marcia is.”

Greta shook off Palad’s hand and sat down in the office chair with a staggering gesture.

The image of him leaning back against the flames of the burning pile of papers and leaning back on the chair looked like an old ghost.

“The wolf cub who was watching the liver with his feet on both the pandemonium and Aegis became an idiot. The special magician I had the last time with him. We need Marcia’s help in finding his whereabouts.”

There was no expression on Greta’s face anymore.

“I’m not asking for help with the agent’s work right now, Palad. It’s just a story about catching up on the operation she accepted.”

“... ... ”

“So don’t hide it anymore and tell me where you are. It’s the director’s order.”

At Greta’s determined words, Pallad sighed as he picked up the cigarette in his mouth.

said Pallad, who tossed the remaining embers among the burning piles of papers.

“They said they were going to the fair.”

Greta opened her mouth slightly at the completely unexpected word.

A strange conversation, as if the spleen atmosphere up until now had disappeared at once.

“... ... Fair?”

“Yes, did you say it was a magic engineering fair hosted by the city government?”

said Pallad, scratching his head wildly.

“He said he was going to watch his friend’s thesis presentation.”