Chapter 677

Genius Magician Who Takes Medicine Episode 677

Senate of the Central Council (5)

“Astrology... ... .”

Lennok also did similar things a few times in Machine City, but it was just a guess based on intuition.

In fact, it wasn’t that he used the technique or ability called divination.

An astrologer who sees the fate of others.

Didn’t he not only foresee the destruction of Arsnova, but also had his ability directly recognized by the ascendants?

If so, I can understand why the senators waited and waited for her.

It must be because that woman is a powerful sorcerer and serves as a justification for ending this case.

Just because Lennok complied with the astrology, he was judging that the decision could be trusted to some extent.

“... ... .”

I don’t think it’s just nonsense or a lie.

Because in this world, there were also prophets who came back after seeing the turning point of the future that had come to an end.

Unlike Antares, who came back after seeing one of the endings, what would he say to Lennok if he were an astrologer who spyed on fate?

It was also true that I was interested because I did not easily approach the word fate.

“... ... good.”

I grabbed my cane and slowly walked towards the astrologer.

Standing in front of the astrologer, Lennok said to the senators who looked down on the spot.

“If you’re thinking of finishing today’s work by doing astrology.”

“... ... .”

“But I will hear the results of astrology by myself.”

Lennok looked at the woman with his eyes closed and nodded.

“I think it is a very personal thing. You’re not going to sit back and steal someone else’s fate, are you?”

“You don’t have to worry about that, half.”

Silford replied.

“Anyway, once the ceremony begins, no one will be able to see the progress.”

“... ... .”

“With the exception of one observer to hold the two of you in the present world, no one will dare to tamper with your destiny.”

“watcher?”

The chairman opened his mouth at Lennok’s question.

“Senator Mayer.”

thud!!

What arose from the seat was the figure of an old man who looked older than anyone else in the seat.

However, that upright gaze and momentum transcend the flow of time and shine beautifully.

An old politician who recognized Lennok’s talent early and tried to appease him.

The greedy old man who had started his career in the House of Commons was now a member of the House of Lords and had his seat in this hall.

The chairman looked at Mayer and asked him.

“I know you have solidity and a personal acquaintance.”

“It is.”

“Could you be a witness here on behalf of us and the dog?”

“It is not impossible.”

When Mayer tapped the throne, the throne immediately lowered in height and came down to Lennok’s melee range.

Mayer, walking slowly and approaching Lennok and the astrologer, asked Lennok.

“Will half be okay?”

“I will consider it.”

Lennok answered quietly.

“Because I knew I had to go through coordination with the central council at least once.”

I don’t like being mediated by the Senate, but I’d be lying if I said the method didn’t appeal to Lennok.

An astrologer who predicts the fate of mortals. Even more so, how could he not be interested in having his ability directly recognized by an ascendant?

It was a nuisance, but it was worth considering if Mayer, who was in favor of Lennok, was to be put in as a witness.

As Mayer has been keeping an eye on Lennok’s talent for a long time and has kept in touch with him, he will be able to properly balance whatever situation arises.

Mayer looked curiously at the motionless astrologer with his eyes closed.

“Her abilities are recognized more than you think. It’s my first time seeing it myself. It feels like facing a mysterious souvenir... ... .”

“Oh, you are sharp.”

Silford, who was laughing single-single next to me, intervened while stroking his bowler hat.

“In fact, her essence is rather closer to that.”

“what?”

“It’s not just that convenient or useful fortune tellers.”

Silford glanced slightly at Lennok.

“You will know when you experience it yourself.”

“If you’re ready, can I start?”

The astrologer took a step forward and looked at Lennok and said in a soft voice.

“My time is limited. The moment when you can leave your consciousness in the present world is close to an instant. Wandering across the sea, falling asleep and waking up repeatedly... ... .”

she asked.

“Isn’t what we do so meaningless compared to floating in the truth?”

“... ... well.”

Lennok, who stared at the astrologer in silence, laughed.

“Will those who want your ability think that way too?”

Calling an astrologer to intervene would be understandable if it was to make sure that Lennok was not a threat to the Balkans.

However, it is also true that I suspect that there may be some hidden intention in this process itself.

Armand mentioned the topic of Evan Bylon, who was trying to see Lennok’s reaction, and the creation of the Mage Tower, which the Senate proposed as a deal.

Even the terms and circumstances of the transaction that strangely straddled the line between Evan and Evan.

Perhaps some of them doubt that Van and Evan are the same person.

Lennok had a vague idea of it, and intended to accept astrology in order to dispel even that doubt.

She took out a softly shining glass bottle from her bosom and put her hand inside it.

That moment when he sprinkled black powder shining with starlight around Lennok and himself and slowly raised his mana.

“... ... It’s a strange thing.”

“This kind of foreknowledge doesn’t always work out.”

Lennok shook his head.

Considering his target designation resistance ability, it wouldn’t be strange if the divination itself targeting Lennok didn’t work at all.

Even if Lennok allowed himself to see the fortune-telling, it was not surprising as there was a possibility that the spell would not work at all.

“no. That’s not it.”

But the astrologer immediately denied Lennok’s words.

“Astrology is a miracle that compares the flow of the stars to humans and tells them the direction. If the divination does not work, the cards are not even arranged. It is impossible for fate to stop like this. Unless the constellation itself fluctuates... ... .”

“so?”

Lennok asked.

“Can we keep flipping the cards like this?”

“... ... Let’s try another method.”

The troubled astrologer took out a crystal ball from within.

A crystal ball that is covered in mist as dark as pitch black.

Supporting the crystal ball with both hands, she stood up and cautiously reached out her hand to Lennok.

“Put one hand on the crystal ball and look at the center with both eyes. When the time comes... ... Kyaaak!!”

Clink!!

The moment Lennok glanced at the crystal ball before he could raise his hand, the black crystal ball shattered.

It explodes in the astrologer’s hand, and the fragment cuts through it, causing blood to flow.

The figure of an astrologer with his head up in a daze, not even thinking about stopping the bleeding from the cut.

Maya, who had been standing silently behind her, also looked this way as if slightly surprised.

said Lennok, looking at her.

“Isn’t this enough?”

“... ... .”

Is it because it is a destiny? Or is it because he is a being who defies fate?

Maybe it’s because fate doesn’t exist for Lennok.

In the first place, does there really exist a great will that governs the entire universe?

[Accept your fate.]

The last message I saw right before I opened my eyes in this world.

Still no answer. There are only questions that bite the tail and bloom.

Curiosity was piqued when he was told that he could see the fate of mortals, but the result was as expected.

However, the astrologer slightly bit his lip and shook his head slightly at Lennok’s words.

“Not yet. The divination was passed on without any doubt. I can tell.”

“... ... .”

“There is something inexplicable in this place. are with us. If you just light it up... ... !”

“... ... Is there something inexplicable right here?”

Doesn’t that mean a little different from simply saying that fortune telling didn’t work?

That moment when Lennok thought so and inadvertently looked down at his feet.

“... ... .”

His eyes sank so coldly that they froze.

Mayer, who was watching from the sidelines, called out to Lennok with a puzzled expression.

“half... ... ?”

“... ... It moves.”

“what?”

“The pictures on the cards are moving together.”

Something black and whitish. However, the speed at which the colors projected on each card wriggle and rotate is the same.

As if the picture on the card does not exist individually, but is divided and connected.

What does that fact mean?

“... ... Right. Were you watching this place from the beginning?”

Lennok murmured and started turning the mirrors one by one again.

The cards scattered by the astrologers did not reflect different futures or situational crises.

The picture in this pile of cards had pointed to only one thing from the beginning.

Every time I turned the card over and put it on the floor, something wriggling in white drew a round circle.

Each time the card is flipped from the outskirts and the picture is matched to the center, the shape is revealed in detail.

“Ah ah... ... !!”

Staring at the cards Lennok turned over, the astrologer realized the picture and stepped back trembling.

The image of her trembling madly, convulsing in place with her blind eyes half-opened.

blah blah blah... ... !!

Every time the card was flipped, cracks began to appear in the astrologer’s dark blackout landscape.

The mirror reflecting the universe distorted, as if it could not bear the scenery to be seen from now on.

“half?!”

After making Mayer back, who was about to approach in panic, turn over the last card to complete the picture.

“... ... .”

Huge pupils floating in the endless darkness.

The eyes drawn on the fronts of dozens of cards were slowly wriggling as they gazed at Lennok.

Below the pale pupils of the pupils, the sticky crystals flow like tears as if they were wounded.

The size of the pupil was so large and huge that it was difficult to guess its true nature with just a few cards.

From the beginning, fortune-telling showed only one picture.

“Aaaaaaaa!!!”

Ignoring the spasmodic, coughing up astrologer, Lennok stared into those eyes in silence.

It was because Lennok was just as sure of who the owner of these eyes was as she was intuition.

The Ascendant Gyebaek’s operation at the Well of Handbook was attempted.

The miracle of the horse musketeer who used the body of a fallen ascendant as a bullet and shot it out into the open sea.

Lennok was conscious at the end of the well, seeing how far the bullet had reached.

The abyss of the open sea. The end that sings destruction while swimming across the distant universe.

A wounded and bleeding monster outside was watching Lennok.