Genius Wizard Who Eats Medicine Episode 533
Double Status (4)
Beep beep beep beep!!
A cell phone ringing quietly between two people facing each other.
Myung, awakened by borrowing the body of a man, raises his hand and at the same time even the sound disappears in the darkness.
The moment the man whose pupils turned black slowly stood up and took a step forward,
ugh... ... !!
The black magic circle that had been spreading around him spun on the spot and neatly folded under the man’s shadow.
The black magic ceremony, which was painstakingly prepared through a huge amount of time and preparation, was a technique.
An overwhelming manipulation ability to casually collect and destroy the magic circle without touching it.
Among the existing black magicians, he is revered as a monster with the most dangerous talent by far.
The King of Pandemonium.
“fast.”
said quietly.
“I don’t have much time. I don’t feel like having a long conversation.”
“... ... .”
An attitude that can feel indifferent because it’s not picky.
However, Antares was not surprised by such an answer.
Contrary to his terrifying deeds that are no different from the incarnation of destruction, the King of Pandemonium is not as violent and ferocious as he is known.
It’s just that he’s good at distinguishing between public and private, and the gap between what he likes and what he doesn’t like is too far apart.
It was likely that a being like Antares was of a class that was quite far from the interests of such people.
“You probably didn’t respond to my call anyway.”
Antares smiled softly and nodded.
“The legacy of the oldest family. Aren’t those the few memories you’re obsessed with retrieving?”
“... ... .”
Myeong did not answer. Instead, he just stared blankly at Antares’ face.
However, Antares knew that the black crown was the reason Myung ate the rituals of other warlocks at this point and responded to the call.
A type of artifact and symbol used by the world’s oldest warlock family.
It is not a hobby or a realm of curiosity for Myeongwang to collect the black crowns of the families scattered all over the continent.
It is because the act of collecting the cause and effect of a family that has already gone extinct is part of the existence of Ming.
“I don’t really like talking to prophets.”
people muttered.
“Most of them are devoured by the future they face, and no matter what they say, they decide the answer and put cause and effect together.”
Leaning leisurely on a nearby podium, Myung looked at me and smiled.
“But if the prophet who came back after seeing the ending was the opponent, he might be able to listen to me for a while... ... . So, how far have you been looking?”
“... ... .”
“I heard that you are an old friend of the crocodile. If you chose that way even though you were with that fearsome reptile, you would have something to think about.”
“well... ... I don’t know.”
Antares gave a thoughtful expression for a moment before replying.
An atmosphere brimming with tension.
The expressions of the two people facing each other are infinitely relaxed, but the magic that runs rampant in all directions dances with sharp anticipation.
“Because at this point you were always preying on the shadows of the world. Not to mention, in this era, the rate of increase in power is faster than any other foreknowledge I have seen and returned.”
“... ... .”
“When I think about that, I just guessed that I would have had enough time to answer the call by now.”
Antares smiled lightly.
“I know you don’t come to Balkan often for personal reasons, but you’d better pay attention. Especially if you want to prevent the family legacy from being wasted in this way.”
“Yes, I mean... ... .”
people muttered.
He asked, turning his eerie pupils painted black.
“You have the right to say that you came back after seeing it. What’s your business?”
“I want to make a deal.”
Antares said that and lightly flicked his finger.
“I’ll collect the black coffin used by Lee and hand it over to him. Instead, I will borrow your name a few times.”
A remark that is more like a notice than a request.
But neither of them cared the least about it.
“Even at this moment, there are many rogues selling my name. Asking for permission without having to do that must be because you have a specific wish.”
“I plan to directly put the name of the king on the agenda of the Balkan Central Council.”
Antares replied.
“I’m going to twist and hide the talent of fastness once more. If I sell you and my name in the process, I’ll be able to get a good cause.”
“... ... .”
“You must know about what happened at the Magic Engineering Fair, right?”
The question is not simply asking about the anti-gravity technology announced by Evan.
The dual identity of Van and Evan. the true meaning of that fact.
How much more could the value of Lennok’s talents, aptitudes, qualifications, and aptitude be worth in this world.
Antares was indirectly asking Myung if he was aware of that fact.
“If you accept it, this side will proceed as it pleases. There will be no further notice after that. All you have to do is hand over the authority to rent your ‘pavilion’ for a moment.”
Myung’s eyes turned cold as he listened to Antares.
“... ... You knew from the start that I would accept the offer.”
“Rather than... ... .”
At Myung’s words, Antares laughed lightly.
“I just assumed that you, who are madly obsessed with your special talent, wouldn’t have known about it yet.”
“... ... .”
The strangely familiar answer that came out of Antares’ mouth, who had no contact with it.
“Let’s confirm that we agreed and start. Since I started work in such a hurry, there are a lot of things to do.”
Touching the ringing cell phone in his arms, Antares continued.
Even madmen who feel a sense of selfishness or intense greed after hearing these words.
└Still, if the injury is true, it doesn’t mean that there are no ways to attack it at all. If you drag it into a hand-to-hand combat, you might see a chance of victory.
└ If you’re wearing life support, you’re just a walking corpse.
└So this post itself is advising you not to even try that, you idiots.
└Leave it alone. Even if the jewelry account speaks directly, why are you talking to people you don’t know?
└ Let’s not be too mean to friends who won’t be able to log in after a month. Support me with warm words.
└ Still, I don’t think there’s a way. Definitely worth a try. (Modify/Delete)
“Turn it off... ... .”
“Right.”
After checking the edit and delete buttons on the last comment, Lennok tossed the phone he was holding.
A mobile phone lands on the bloodied man’s chest.
“The reaction is more fun than I thought. I read your comments as well.”
“Cool!!”
“How do you feel now?”
“Fuck... ... .”
At Lennok’s question, the man covered in blood let out a devastated laugh.
“I should have listened carefully... ... .”
“From now on, if someone gives you advice, you should get into the habit of thinking it through.”
Clap!!
Lennok pointed the barrel of his revolver at the man’s head and nodded with a smile.
“If there’s something next.”
Taang!!
As soon as he pulled the trigger, the man’s head jerked back and splattered blood.
Lenok, who last checked the man who had stopped breathing after wriggling for a moment, struggled to stand up with his cane.
Lights shimmering from the ceiling and colorful neon signs. The strong smell of alcohol wafting through the broken bottles stung my nostrils.
I took out my phone and picked up my phone as I walked past the wreckage of the table and mirror balls that were smashed everywhere.
“Jenny, this side is all over. Is this the last time today?”
[...] ... Are you done already?]
Jenny said with a puzzled expression.
[No, I told you to bring a few other freelancers. Why did you go all the way there alone?]
“It’s comfortable to move alone.”
Lennok replied as they walked out of the clubhouse that had turned into a mess.
“It’s easy to stand out and the rumors that I’m back on the field will grow stronger.”
Looking back at the residents in the shadows who were looking at him with frightened eyes from outside the house, he walked through the streets.
“It will be necessary to maintain this stance for a while while the adjustment is in progress.”
The situation behind the suspicion that Ban and Evan are the same person is revealed to be part of the high-ranking city government.
As long as Lennok was not affected by the ritual, the suspicion that the two were the same person would disappear.
However, Antares did not stop there and began to pursue the forces in reverse to protect Evan’s identity.
In the process, I borrowed the name of Myeong to establish a justification for why Antares was directly involved.
Evan Bylon’s identity is directly protected by the Antares Mercenary Office to prevent the city government from recklessly taking measures such as quarantine measures.
In the meantime, Lennok was focused on showing that this activity was not a one-time event for a special purpose, while handling a few more nomination requests.
The moment when Lennok was about to pass the street behind the clubhouse thinking so.
wickedness... ... !!
There was a cold feeling of déjà vu running down the back of my neck.
“... ... .”
It is also a moment for the aimless steps to stop.
It was only then that Lennok felt the identity of the unknown discomfort felt around him and smiled bitterly.
“This... ... .”
A busy street where all kinds of merchants, criminals, freelancers and mercenaries were busy.
The people who used to fill the busy streets where it is difficult to know which district they were in suddenly disappeared and disappeared,
leaving Lennok alone in the middle of the wide crosswalk.
It’s not a spell or magical power. It wasn’t even a trick that used transcendental energy like magical power or spiritual power.
The overwhelming fighting spirit that now embraces this area and burns it.
Even Lennok was surprised at first glance by his intense, benevolent gaze, which subconsciously made all the people in the vicinity turn away.
I want to fight the opponent in front of me.
I want to throw myself with all my might to kill.
With such emotions alone, all the people in the downtown area were stunned and overcome with an overwhelming and strong will that made them stop walking.
A transcendent state in which physical interference with reality is unfolded just by arousing one’s own will.
A monster painted entirely in white stood on the other side of the street.
“I’ve heard quite a few rumors, but it’s really unheard of.”
An archaic tone not at all appropriate to be heard in the middle of the city where this dazzling civilization was built.
With pure white hair flying around, a benevolent complexion as if looking down at Lennok with his hands behind his back.
There was an unknown satisfaction on his face that even Lennok could not guess the source of.
It is as if a long-awaited long-awaited wish has been resolved in a cool way.
“I heard that Onion won the victory over that friend, so his actions aren’t awkward at all.”
“... ... .”
“It staggers and trembles, yet it burns desperately. It is indeed an ideal mortal form.”
The man said, nodding his head in uninterrupted satisfaction.
“You are no different from a full-fledged soldier.”
“... ... It’s just a floating noise to talk to you by appearing out of nowhere.”
Lennok lowered his cell phone and answered in a low voice.
“Who is it?”
“My name is Claude Azlan.”
The man replied coolly.
“I am in charge of protecting the Turyeonmun under the humble name of innocence.”