Genius Magician Who Eats Medicine Chapter 690 The
Witch and the Mage Tower (4)
Five beads with the same position as Tatiana Chiglet.
One of the War Mages who were fighting as the head of the Mage Tower arrived in Balkan.
It wasn’t enough just to track down Tatiana, to the extent that he reverse-summoned the moment she took out the phoenix.
There was no doubt that the idea and trick were quite sophisticated and meticulous.
‘From War Mage. He’s probably one of those soldiers who have been successful in combat.’
After leaving the bar, Lennok snapped his fingers, and a monster bike soared out from under the shadows.
Buaang!!
When I got on top of the bike that had been warmed up in an instant and squeezed the throttle, the automatic driving algorithm was activated.
On the spot, it turned in the opposite direction and started to run as if it were bouncing on the road.
A fox running meter was displayed on the bike system screen, and Darby spoke quickly.
[Coordinate input completed. I’ll prepare an approximate estimate!]
“I intervened in the reverse summoning process and forcibly distorted the location coordinates, but there is an error in the distance based on the Vulcan map.”
Lennok said quickly.
“Roughly calculated, it is around the 13km radius of the factory area in District 46. At that point, I guess I’ll have to turn the magic sensor and find Tatiana.”
The image of Lennok tapping the screen at high speed and guessing the location before the algorithm finishes calculating.
Darby asked curiously.
[We succeeded in interfering with the way, so there is no need to hurry, right?]
“Tatiana’s condition looks worse than I thought.”
Lennok replied with a pensive look.
“I was stabbed in the gap, but I was easily defeated by the reverse summoning attempt. There must be a reason for that.”
Aspect-level magicians who have completed the hierarchy can in some way resist the force that forces them to designate themselves.
No matter how surprised she was, it was strange that a wizard the size of Tatiana could not resist and was reverse summoned.
It was proof that Tatiana’s condition was not so good that it was difficult to resist the opponent’s will.
Darby, understanding Lennok’s words, reacted immediately and increased the bike’s speed.
[Complete setting coordinates. Optimization path calculation. Algorithm works.]
Shik!!
The shape of a bike that quickly exits Area 49 and runs on an unpaved road.
The body of the bike is dimly reflected on the rotating tires as if hitting the ground.
“... ... found.”
Sensing Tatiana’s presence by widening his magic sensor, Lenok immediately frowned.
It was because Tatiana’s presence, felt through the senses, was rapidly moving away from the bar in the opposite direction.
He must have known that he was forcibly dragged out by the same rosary, but he seems to have no intention of returning.
[Isn’t it on the same side as the Mage Tower? Maybe he’s trying to trick the Master!]
Lennok shook his head at Darby, who muttered that he couldn’t trust a smart organism.
“If that was the case, there wouldn’t have been any leaking of information about the Phoenix Hall to the Pandemonium’s information network. Now, there is no possibility that Tatiana will betray... ... .”
Lennok, who continued to speculate, stopped talking.
squeaky!!
Lenok, who estimated the location of Tatiana during the reverse summoning process, stopped nearby and grabbed the object that had fallen on the floor with his magician.
Three skull patterns with red eyes. The symbol of the Cerberus Slaughter Corps.
Was it a coincidence that this object fell near where Tatiana was reverse summoned?
“... ... .”
In my head, I quickly combine various situations and memories that seem like coincidences.
The attitude of the Cerberus Corps member who first saw Tatiana and approached her at a bar and told her about the satellite factory.
And even their movements when they approached Tatiana before anyone else after leaving the bar.
It didn’t take long to come to a conclusion.
“The beads that tracked down Tatiana hired the Cerberus Corps. From the fact that he was a corps member from the central front in the first place... ... .”
It must mean that they were also part of a group that had flowed into the Balkans by tracking down the Witch of Fire.
Then, about what he did to Tatiana... ... Was it not a simple request, but a poke at Tatiana’s reaction?
Contact Darby Jenny and ask for information about the satellite factory of Tentacion. There is something there.
That might be the reason Tatiana ran away from the Mage Tower with the Phoenix War.
If so, it is understandable why Tatiana moved alone instead of returning to the bar at the point where she was caught in a reverse summon.
She, too, realized that the Cerberus Corps had been hired by the rosary and intended to interrogate them herself.
Lennok reached that conclusion and immediately pulled the throttle.
“I’ll have to catch up soon. It’s raining.”
It was not enough to quickly pursue Tatiana to the Balkans, and in the meantime, he hired Cerberus Corps to stimulate Tatiana and try to react.
A delicate intention to target Tatiana’s attempt to retrieve the phoenix and attempt reverse summoning and even specify its location.
The opponent must also be a seasoned wizard who survived countless battles.
Considering Tatiana’s condition is not good right now, it probably won’t take long for the outcome to be decided.
In an instant, Lennok’s bike moved away in the direction Tatiana had disappeared.
* * *
Shoot it!
A dark alley in the pouring rain.
A ruin where torn garbage rolls around and a nasty sewer stench oozes out.
It’s such a bad and dirty rough place that not a lot of people would even come close to it in this kind of rough weather.
Tatiana staggered and barely managed to keep her balance in the midst of such a heap of rubbish.
Kwajik!!
“I can’t help but think of a fire witch who burns humans alive to kill them.”
The young man who kicked Tatiana hard on the shoulder opened his mouth with a smile.
“They said that the wound festered on the battlefield, but you weren’t wrong. I never thought I would become helpless just because of the rain.”
“... ... .”
Tatiana silently looked up and stared at the skull-printed dagger swinging from the young man’s waist.
Dozens of people standing around her. Each of them is holding a blade of a grotesque shape.
A crude armament that seemed designed only to painfully cut down human flesh. At the end of the handle of such a weapon, all three skull patterns were hanging.
“Everyone is mistaken, but killing a War Mage is not at all impossible.”
Tatiana glared at the man with a strange feeling that her own magical power was not the subject.
“Melter... ... !!”
“Can I call you Harfman, Tatiana?”
A gray-haired man called Melter laughed at him.
He said, clicking a small oil lighter in his other hand.
“I don’t want to be called by a wizard whose expulsion has been expunged.”
“... ... .”
“The time limit is about 10 minutes. Burning 300 million cells worth of compressed and preserving magic to seal a specific spell is bad cost performance, but... ... Not bad for catching the traitor who ran away with the seal.”
A miracle that erases the only defensive magic used to protect the body by compressing the amplified heat to the fullest.
“... ... Now, I have no intention of explaining the situation in detail.”
Tatiana rose from her seat, looking exhausted, and turned to Hafman.
The location of the engine room of Tentacion. The ‘material’ used as a part in it. Where are they all?
okay. I thought you were going to find the engine room. Is that why you ran away with it?”
Harpman put down the mechanical equipment he was holding behind his back and nodded.
“Don’t rush. I was thinking of taking you there anyway. It will have to be processed, but with a bowl like yours, it won’t take long.”
“... ... .”
“Malasia. Please prepare.”
The moment a woman with a scythe called Malacia took a step at the same time as Hafman’s words.
Zupat!!
Her model, which had slipped on the spot, rose from behind Tatiana in an instant.
Tatiana casually draped her long black hair over Tatiana’s shoulder, and she smiled grotesquely like a ghost.
“Magicians who have been on the battlefield for a long time are famous for increasing their efficiency by beating geas.”
Malasia whispered.
“Isn’t it that magic can’t be used properly without ‘fire’ now?”
A 7th level Aspect Wizard. There was no other reason why she, a War Mage called the Witch of Fire, was struggling against the Cerberus Corps.
Her magic, which had been adjusted so that it could produce maximum output under specific conditions while being hit and rolled on the central front, has now been damaged to such an extent that its power is weakened unless the conditions are met.
Melter Hafman, who was the same rosary, noticed this fact early on and borrowed Achilles’ magic interception device to intercept the ritual ritual she had built.
The tobacco she used as a magical ember.
If you’re desperate enough to consume even a cigarette ember as a material for a chant, it’s certain that you don’t have much left to fight.
“Warmage specialized in group firefighting. There won’t be much magic left that can be used in person-to-person battles.”
Malacia, with her hands behind her back, lightly flicked her finger, and the blade of the long scythe held at the tip of it aimed precisely at the tip of Tatiana’s neck.
A very slight twist of the wrist would pierce her throat and suffocate her.
“It’s commendable that you ran away hard, but you should have managed your hand well until the end... ... Then I wouldn’t have been caught in such a futile way.”
“... ... That skull pattern.”
Tatiana lowered her gaze, ignoring the feel of the long scythe slipping on the tip of her neck.
The skull pattern of the Cerberus Corps swaying on the long curved waist of Malacia.
However, Tatiana could perceive a sense of difference from Malacia’s in the ornament.
“The gaze with red eyes is out of focus. The parts under the chin are worn out because of the careless biting.”
“... ... .”
“If you’re one of those idiots obsessed with the number of heads you’ve killed, you’ll treasure that pattern as much as you care for it.”
Tatiana asked.
“You are not part of the Cerberus Corps, are you?”
With a smirk, Malacia grabbed the skull pattern hanging from her waist with her skinny fingers and broke it.
Kwajik!!
“Hee hee, was it too obvious?”
“... ... .”
“beads. look at this I can’t fool you with garbage captured from the corpse of a dead corps.”
Hafman didn’t respond. Instead, he just clicked the oil lighter in his hand.
“It’s a job, but it’s unpleasant to play the kind of worm that decapitates and carries around.”
Malacia flicked her tongue and quietly whispered to Tatiana.
“I prefer to work for a military corporation that buys and sells death more elegantly than that.”
“... ... !!”
A military corporation operating on the central front.
Before Tatiana could answer, realizing the meaning of the words, Hafman cut them off like a knife.
“Malasia. until there. There is no need to say more.”
Harfman nodded at Malacia, pulling out something like a small stamp gun.
“It’s a bit early, but we’ll end the processing here. Get ready.”
“I don’t like it because it hurts just looking at it from the side... ... I can’t help it.”
“... ... !!”
The moment Malacia’s wet hand caressed Tatiana’s neck, her whole body hardened into an unknown slime.
Harpman brought the stamp gun to Tatiana’s forehead and increased the magic power.
keying... ... !!
At the same time as an unknown resonant sound erupted, strange energy began to gather beyond the stamp gun.
“I will extract consciousness and stuff a new substitute into it.”
Hafman explained.
“You don’t have to worry. You will be able to see everything we do from the other side together.”
Harpman, who had finished loading with mana, immediately pulled the trigger of the stamp gun slowly.
It took less than 10 minutes for the Achilles company’s magic interception system to work properly.
There was no need to waste time and give Tatiana room to use the rite of rite again.
As Hafman pulled the stamp gun hard, Tatiana’s gaze turned to her own blood running down her neck.
click!!
Immediately after hearing the trigger click, the entire landscape fell silent.
“I don’t know why everyone wants to go back a long way.”
Before everyone could properly perceive the sense of incongruity in the gap, someone’s voice was heard right next to them.
Lennok, wearing a coat and wielding a cane, was fiddling with a stamp gun with his other hand.
“Is this how things are handled at the central front these days?”