Chapter 732

Genius Magician Who Eats Medicine Episode 732

The Wizard and the Mage Tower (9)

A dark laboratory where all lights are turned off.

Lennok leaned back in his chair while staring at the rotating platinum-colored mass magic formula on the workbench and pulled out his lighter.

Chick-chick... ... !!

Lennok’s expression was deeply sunken as he stayed up all night smoking a bunch of tobacco.

‘Information about Yoreta... ... .’

Grimulder, who was killed in the military command city, was directly involved in Kaise’s death.

If we were to find out where Kaise’s body was, it would be ideal to dig into Grimulder’s death.

The problem was that Lennok had neither a cause nor a way to head to the military command city at this point.

‘The information available through brokers in Balkan is not helpful because it is too old. It’s not like there’s any useful information on the deep web... ... .’

Even after searching the Deep Web and the network of brokers, as well as the information network of watchers, they could not find the right information.

All that remains is that the words were spoken through Jenny and Hirea.

Among them, it was Hirea who contacted me first.

Hireah, who requested a call through a secret line connected to Victor’s identity, said.

– Victor. One of the members wants to meet with you on the topic you mentioned.

Lennok immediately changed his voice and asked.

“Who is it?”

– Someone you know too.

Hireah said calmly.

-The spirit magician is looking for you. I want to meet you, is it okay?

“... ... .”

In Pandaemonium, there is only one person who can be called a linguist.

Sabrina, who participated in the interim settlement and also traded information separately from Lennok.

Does it mean that she has information about the Mangwiya trip?

“Where is the place?”

– Military facilities in the undeveloped outermost Balkans.

Hireah answered right away.

-From tomorrow, the narrator plans to stay there for four days and inspect the military facilities in the megalopolis. Are you okay?

Sabrina participates in a schedule to inspect military installations in Balkan.

That’s probably a possible justification because she also has another personal identity besides Pandemonium.

Lennok was silent for a moment, then answered slowly.

“Three days later.”

-... ... three days?

Lennok didn’t hear an answer and hung up the line.

You don’t need to explain the reason why.

With this, I should be able to convince him that Victor is coming to the rendezvous from a place other than the Balkans.

The connection between the existence of Paud that began with Ethan Bajour’s necklace.

Even the fact that one of the people involved in the project was murdered in the military city of Yorta.

It seemed certain that the officials of the Mangwiya trip in Yoreta had a hand in the black consumer project.

‘Madrich Onion didn’t say anything about Mangwi Night.’

All I was able to hear from the 8th level sage was the truth about the Black Consumer Project and its evils.

Through the realm of Onion, I was able to get a glimpse of the concept of Mangwi Night Trip, but at that time, I just passed it off as a failed memory of the past.

Balkan’s Black Consumer Project. Makina’s Gate of Ascension. Yoreta’s trip to Manguya.

However, unlike the already failed Gate of Ascension, if [Night Trip] continues without ending.

Even if you don’t head to Yorta right away, it’s a good idea to get your hands on the information you can get.

Thinking that far, Lennok opened the scroll he threw on the workbench while smoking a cigarette.

I pushed back my schedule for three days, so it’s time to stay up all night and do research.

[Yohui Shrine (曜熙身躬)], a unique magic clone of the Gwangyo family, received as a gift through a deal with Oliviera.

It wasn’t just a trick, but it needed a little more improvement to use it in real combat.

Among the common magic that Lenok possesses, there are shadow-type common magic that can be grafted with Yohee Shrine.

‘A combination of shadow scratch and alpha light in an appropriate ratio can hide a sense of heterogeneity. If we mix a little space manipulation with it and transfer the chant... ... .’

position support position... ... !!

The figure of Lennok leaning against the workbench becomes a blurry shadow and distorts on the spot.

A form whose appearance itself has faded, as if it were not there.

The figure of Lenok, as if he had dissolved paint in water, slowly spreads through the space.

A state where Lenok’s appearance itself is released and scattered without melting mana directly into his body.

Lennok looked down at his trembling hands and immediately opened the scroll and began to interpret the rules of Yohui Shrine.

* * *

Three days later.

On the day of the promise he made to Hireah.

Lennok stood in the ruins near the undeveloped district, clad in an obsidian mask and robe of shadow.

Lennok, who had been walking through the crumbling streets that had turned into ruins, stopped slowly.

“... ... .”

Someone is watching this place right now.

Judging from Lennok’s unknown presence, he is an outsider who is not related to Pandaemonium.

Should I use my hand?

If I were a class member, I would have handled these thoughts neatly without even revealing that I was alive for a moment.

However, at this point wearing Victor’s mask, there was no reason to hide his emotions or momentum.

“... ... under.”

Lennok slowly turned his head and flicked his finger, and blatant murderous intent flowed like mist in all directions.

The killing spirit that a superhuman who has reached the state of mind materializes and draws out.

There was a reaction.

Someone had slowly walked out of the back alley Lennok had passed.

“I know what you’re thinking, but calm down for now.”

A man with a shaggy beard.

The tone itself doesn’t look old, but the outside doesn’t look very young.

He slowly looked up at Lennok’s obsidian mask and raised his hands.

“It wasn’t intentional. apologize I have no intention of fighting.”

Lennok stared blankly at the man, then waved his hand between his robes.

“It looks like you’re asking me to look at you like that, saying you have no intention of fighting these days.”

Sabrina, who folded the bag of cookies and put it down, stood up.

“It’s a pity that the atmosphere in the Balkans wasn’t so harsh and I would have come and gone often.”

Lennok looked at her like that and asked.

“You don’t seem very wary of saying that.”

“Ah, I didn’t come to Balkan this time as a Pandaemonium.”

Saying that, Sabrina tapped her on the shoulder.

Epaulettes engraved with unknown patterns swayed on her clothes.

said Sabrina, who rustled and brought out another cookie.

“I came as a member of the delegation to the Balkans, so I have a justification. It is relatively safe.”

“... ... .”

It’s a delegation.

Looking back, Sabrina once said that she belonged to another organization as well as the pandemonium.

Could it be that he was able to find a justification for entering the city because he worked for an organization large enough to send a direct delegation to the Balkans and exchange them?

But instead of responding, Lennok stared at Sabrina quietly.

It was because there were parts of Sabrina’s actions that were difficult to understand with just that explanation.

When I closed and opened my left eye slightly behind the mask, purple demonic eyes swirled and stared at Sabrina.

After perfectly contemplating Sabrina’s magical flow through the Mystic Eye, Lennok, realizing the reason, withdrew his gaze.

“You don’t use linguistic magic anymore. Did you completely seal your related aptitude?”

“what?”

Sabrina stopped munching on the snack and looked up at Lennok in surprise.

Even the nun who was struggling behind the warehouse looked at Lennok as if slightly surprised.

However, Lennok confirmed with certainty that the magic pattern of the speech magic that Sabrina was using had completely disappeared.

The hierarchy she had built didn’t disappear, but at least the spells she used had completely changed.

“... ... that’s right. Right now, I am not a linguistic magician.”

Sabrina, who was silent, nodded with a slightly embarrassed expression.

“It’s true that I thought it would be safe in this city because of that. But it wasn’t just because of the fastness.”

“Then why?”

“Information that was traded during the interim settlement in the past. remember?”

said Sabrina, glancing around.

“Rumor has it that Jinwa, the ascendant, is gathering apostles on his own to become a god. Really unlucky... ... I don’t think it will end with rumors.”

“... ... .”

Sabrina tried hard not to say it out loud, but Lennok understood what she was saying right away.

The orchard of Jinwa, who used the ability of the fifth lighthouse to look out over the central front.

What an ascendant who dreams of becoming a god himself is up to. Lennok had come back after seeing it with his own eyes.

“The power contained in language has many meanings, but among them, the ripple effect and propagation power account for a significant proportion.”

Sabrina explained.

“That’s why it’s easy for linguistic masters to be influenced by each other, especially with the same linguistic masters. Even more so, what if a 9th-level linguist who founded the common language of the continent and became an ascendant would use his hands?”

“You mean you bound your own powers to avoid being influenced by the Ascendant?”

She nodded at Lennok’s question.

“If you ask me, what you said is the most accurate. They sealed their power and tied me up so that I could not use my hands for the time being.”

Does that mean that he is well aware of how powerful and powerful Jinwa is because he is also a linguist?

That’s why Sabrina was trying to prevent herself from being affected by Jinwa’s spirit magic by temporarily sealing her own spirit magic.

“So now I have been re-employed as an intelligence officer. Even so, there are quite a few people I know, so I am confident in changing the necessary information.”

“... ... .”

After all, she seemed interested in a similar industry to the extent that she asked Lennok to exchange information first during the midterm settlement.

“Well, you probably don’t care too much about my circumstances. Shall we get to the point soon?”

she asked, sitting in the cockpit chair and beckoning to Lennok.

“Didn’t you say you needed information about Mangwiyahaeng?”

“Most of the information about Yorta is too old and has no value.”

Lennok answered with his arms crossed.

“The external activities themselves seem to be steadily maintained, but for such things, there are strangely few records.”

“It will. In the first place, Gunryeong City is a difficult place to visit unless you have the aptitude for it.”

“aptitude?”

“What aptitude do you need in the City of Souls?”

Sabrina smirked and pointed both hands at my eyes.

“I need to see a ghost.”

“... ... .”

“There are cases where you have real aptitude, not bullshit. Such friends go to the military command city on their own without anyone saying anything.”

Saying so, Sabrina whispered.

“And never come back.”

“Are you thinking of telling me a ghost story?”

“It is such a strange place. I want you to know.”

Sabrina laughed and added.

“There are a few members who went to Yorta for work. It is a strange city that does not depend on the laws of physics and is halfway across the spirit world.”

“... ... .”

“It is for the same reason that we observe souls everywhere in the world and keep curses. Monsters that are now dead or have left their names a long time ago... ... It is said that the souls and curses of those people are still alive there.”

Sabrina’s explanation as if to scare her.

But Lennok didn’t react and waited for her to finish.

In the first place, Lennok knew better what kind of place the military command city was and what kind of secrets it kept.

Sabrina, too, quickly changed the subject when Lennok didn’t seem interested.

“Now then, let’s make a deal. What I would like to suggest to you is this. It’s also a very attractive item, especially for manipulators.”

Having said that, Sabrina raised her head and whispered.

“Agnetta.”

At that moment, a sound like hundreds of threads rubbing against each other was heard in the empty air.

Cheer up!!

A small noise as if walking on a tightrope on the other side of the invisible space.

The moment when the faint sound disappeared that I couldn’t hear unless I focused my attention.

“Aha, you are a human named Victor.”

A huge spider hung from the ceiling of the chapel.

She looked at Lennok while hanging upside down in the air and smiled brightly.

“I don’t know how long it’s been since I’ve met a talented manipulator. If it’s okay, can I start with the transfer of magic?”