Chapter 542

Genius Magician Who Eats Medicine Episode 542

Closed Area (4)

Parden McQueen. The first boss of the cartel.

The party who tried to betray the cartel by joining hands with an organization called the Ten Counts, and the party whose plan was discovered and whose authenticity was covered with Lennok.

A member of the president’s group who was the apostate monk killed by Lennok and the first opponent of the magnetic realm.

He is a man who realized the meaning of the realm of the kaleidoscope and eventually became a heap of ashes without acknowledging its direction.

An existence that has no good memories of all those moments that we have known each other.

However, even when Lennok faced such McQueen, he felt curiosity and interest much stronger than murderous intent or shock.

‘You don’t recognize me. Why?’

Why is Parden McQueen, who was killed by Lennok, alive and well inside this closed area?

Even after talking to him calmly, as if he didn’t remember Lennok, he still had an ambiguous expression on his face.

A complex face, as if he couldn’t remember everything that had happened before.

McQueen walked right in front of Lennok, who was standing still, and stared at his face for a long time.

“No matter how you look at it, it doesn’t look like you’re a member of the team summoned for this operation... ... .”

“I haven’t heard much about the operation yet.”

Lennok replied with an expressionless face.

“I lost my way to the power plant. I would like you to tell me exactly where this is.”

“... ... The Balkan superman doesn’t know where the particle acceleration power plant in the Ramahal area is?”

“... ... .”

Lennok averted his gaze as he watched McQueen’s expression grow more and more suspicious.

Contrary to the somewhat slow response, Lennok’s head was spinning like crazy.

‘Ramahal district. I know how it feels.’

It is said that before all districts in the metropolis were reorganized into numbers, each district had its own name.

The Ramahal district that McQueen mentioned must have been a place name before the 25th district, which was designated as a closed district, was reorganized as it is now.

From that fact, if you hold one assumption and go backwards, you can infer more facts from McQueen’s appearance.

Sandals from a brand that is now discontinued and no longer produced.

Less tattoos than Lennok remembered, and fewer wrinkles.

Unlike the time when I was just about to die, the atmosphere was so detached somewhere.

Lastly, even seeing Lennok’s face, he treats him like a stranger.

‘Right. I hoped.’

If you think about what is happening in this closed area, there is only one correct answer.

The Parden McQueen now standing in front of Lennok’s eyes is not a fake or an illusion.

Nor was it even the dead who had forgotten their memories or had been resurrected in an unknown form.

It’s just that I’m facing Parden McQueen from the point of view decades before I even met Lennok at this moment.

A scene of a power plant left over from decades ago through the space-time gap that occurred in the closed area.

It is not only ordinary objects and landscapes that have been preserved in it.

People gathered at this power plant during the incident that caused Area 25 to be designated as a closed area and quarantined.

Their powers and memories of existence were also preserved intact in the closed area.

As a strong man who completed the hierarchy from decades ago and reached level 7, there is little change in his appearance.

At this point, he was the person at the point where he had never even met Lennok, let alone remembered him.

‘Survivor of the closed area. food rescue ship. Details and secrets that did not match... ... . Was it all because of this?’

The failure of the Black Consumer Project. The deepest, darkest secrets of the Balkans.

I’ve always thought about how much it was, but I never thought of it in such a naked and lethal form.

Causes of exposure. The inside story of space-time research. Even the huge cause and effect that encompasses all the mysteries.

Could this situation itself be someone’s intention?

“... ... Right now, the streets in this area are being controlled by superhumans who participated in this operation.”

McQueen looked suspiciously at Lennok, who couldn’t get out of his thoughts easily.

“It’s been more than three days since civilians and everyone unrelated to this incident evacuated.”

“... ... .”

“It is not a place that an ordinary person can get lost in. I think you need something to prove your identity.”

“good night. It’s not difficult.”

Lennok nodded meekly.

McQueen’s eyebrows twitched at that unhesitating reply.

“Hoo... ... If so, would you like to take it out?”

The atmosphere slowly heats up in the desolate silence.

A sharp momentum pierced from all sides, as if they would raise their mana and collide with each other at any moment.

At the same time as Lennok put his hand in his arms, McQueen took a step back, clutching the court.

“Here you are.”

A white business card was caught between her gloved fingers.

Without using any magic power, I slowly handed it to McQueen.

“Wait a minute... ... !!”

McQueen, who received the business card with an expressionless face, opened his eyes wide as he checked someone’s signature on the bottom.

“How could you get a business card with his signature on it... ... !!!”

A business card that was handed directly to Oliveira when she took office as an external advisor to the cartel.

Lennok had shown the business card with her signature on it directly to Parden McQueen.

“I came under direct orders from Oliviera Lone Maze.”

The eyes should not be shaken.

As if it was decided from the beginning to meet McQueen himself and tell him about it.

A fleeting moment when the mouth and vocal cords open and vibrate at the same time, the blood flow slightly accelerates, and the sensory sphere is faintly disturbed.

He pushed the blade into a natural gap that even Lennok himself was not aware of.

The moment when the twisted blade penetrates between McQueen’s magic defense and breath, penetrates the vital point, and stops all abilities necessary for life activities.

“Aren’t you focusing on researching and experimenting with Kaise all day long?”

“... ... !!!”

Lennok’s mind, lost in the stream of consciousness, returns to reality at breakneck speed.

At the same time, without McQueen noticing, the dagger that had been fired with all its might stopped in the air.

That moment when the dagger’s blade, which had reached just before digging into McQueen’s carotid artery at the back of his neck, was slightly pushed back without overpowering its momentum.

As Apostate takes a step forward, it barely touches and passes by.

Lennok immediately reached out, grabbed the dagger that had stopped in the air, and put it back into his bosom.

“... ... ?”

McQueen, too, seemed to feel a sense of discomfort at the sudden movement, and turned his head to glare at Lennok.

“... ... Why is that all of a sudden?”

Lennok asked, leaning on his cane without breaking a sweat.

The atmosphere was so peaceful that it was hard to believe that the person who had tried to kill McQueen instantly with a single blow.

McQueen stared at Lennoc’s face for a long time with a sharp gaze before slowly returning his gaze.

“no... ... It is nothing.”

“Rather than that, I want to hear more about the president.”

Lennok opened his mouth again as soon as he casually started walking next to McQueen.

“Kaise and... ... . What kind of research are you doing right now?”

Does McQueen know that he almost faced his second death?

Ironically, it was the last words he grumbled that saved the life of the half-dead McQueen.

Kaise.

Even though Lennok had heard and memorized countless times,

the name he had kept as a secret without being able to fully approach the truth.

The man who died with the failure of the Black Consumer Project and was eventually buried among the secrets of the project is now here.

It remains as a memory trapped in an enclosed area, separated from the timeline that has not yet met death.

* * *

Kurvas Dam.

The office of the 1st Class Administrator, where Keegan Grimes resides.

The room itself was converted into a huge conference room and spread out, locked in a frozen silence.

The screen transmitted through the transmitter attached to the equipment of four team members.

Among them, it was because the video transmitted in real time from Ban’s transmitter made everyone’s breath stop.

A figure of an apostate monk with complex tattoos all over his body with copper-colored skin.

If you are a high-ranking official in the city government, there are many cases where you know to some extent the clothes and appearances of big figures operating in the shadows.

Even more so, what if the opponent was one of the top officials of the cartel, who was once part of the Triumvirate?

“Are you sure?”

“Considering the similarity of the physique and facial features of the impression worn at the time, it must be the person.”

The attendant, who quickly collated the personal data of several people, responded immediately.

“Parden McQueen, the former first boss of the cartel. It is presumed that he died directly at the hands of the dog a few years ago.”

“... ... Any chance you are seeing an illusion or hallucination?”

“For a high-ranking magician with solid durability, it should be considered virtually impossible... ... . Look.”

Having said that, the attendant pointed to the images being broadcast on different screens.

The screen was not even output properly from the transmitter that was attached to Geunbaek and Felix Illya.

Between the myriad noises, only faint and blurry images of unknown landscapes or figures passing by are visible.

“It is difficult to even operate the transmitter due to the effects of the barriers and law circles spread all over the barriers in the closed area.”

“... ... .”

“At least, the reason why the screen is fine right now is because Gyeon-roe himself used his hands... ... .”

Dig!!

As soon as he finished his words, Lennok’s transmission screen gradually became blurry, and soon, like the others, only shadows with noise began to shine.

It’s just that Lennok, who decided to deal with McQueen, naturally stopped the transmission, but to those who don’t know that fact, it comes with a completely different meaning.

“Whoa... ... .”

Keegan let out a deep sigh and started busily going to and from the conference room without saying anything.

Keegan, who had been lost in thought for a long time, spoke slowly.

“Do you know what it means that the transmitter just went off?”

“yes?”

“Gong-roe was aware that the screen was being broadcast. I was forcibly holding on to the connection in order to directly show the image of Parden McQueen.”

“... ... .”

Using the powerful magic manipulation ability unique to high-ranking wizards, the transmission screen is forcibly maintained to confirm the reality inside the closed area.

Through him, Keegan was desperately inferring what Lennok wanted from them.

If you want to get outside help by revealing the secrets inside the closed area... ... if you have any thoughts

“I don’t want a solution.”

Keegan, who had been constantly replaying the actions of the dog and the situation around him, slowly raised his head.

“I’d rather ask a question.”

“... ... yes?”

“Sometimes it’s quickest and most efficient to ask directly.”

Keegan didn’t answer the attendant’s question and jumped up from his seat.

“Contact the cartel. I need to connect the hotline with the boss.”