Chapter 748

The drug-eating genius wizard, episode 748,

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After that, Lennok breathed magic into the ring again and summoned the whitish ghost just like before.

As if the memory of the explosion once remained, this time the figure of a ghost standing in front of Lennok calmly.

Sabrina tilted her head in embarrassment.

“But if you stay like this, you won’t be able to figure out anything. There’s nothing special about it... ... .”

“I was going to talk about that part earlier, but I stopped.”

Hireah glanced at Lennok and said.

“Considering the meaning of the mirror, isn’t it a bit like that ghost Victor?”

“... ... this?”

A whitish spiritual body with no features or appearance. Did he even look into the other side of the ghost with his double-faced talent?

However, Hyrea opened her mouth again before the words came out.

“No, it’s not about the nature or presence. I mean the physique.”

Hireah glanced back at Lennok and said.

“At first, I thought they were at the same eye level, but looking at them all the time, it seems that their physiques and heights are roughly similar.”

“... ... .”

Sabrina squinted her eyes at Lennok and tilted her head.

“Apart from his height, I don’t know his physique because of the robes.”

“It’s just that I can guess it through my usual movements and gait, so I’m not sure.”

As Hyrea spoke in disbelief, Sabrina stared blankly at Lennok.

“... ... .”

“Would you like to take off Victor’s robe?”

“Don’t be funny.”

Lennok cut off Sabrina’s nonsense in one fell swoop, and looked away.

It was because Lennock thought that there was certainly nothing wrong with what he said about height and physique.

It’s an overly simplistic approach, so I didn’t consider it, but if I had to capture something characteristic of this ghost, wouldn’t it be that way.

If this ghost imitated Lennok’s physique as it was, what would be the reason?

And what is the reason for not imitating any other characteristics and only roughly copying the appearance?

Thinking that far, Lennok realized the correct answer and immediately took off the ring and threw it at Sabrina.

“Sabrina. Try using the ring.”

“uh? uh?”

“It seems that the power of the ring is not being properly expressed because of my personal history.”

said Lennok.

“Other people may be different. I’ll have to experiment.”

“Ugh, that’s something very embarrassing... ... Rather, shouldn’t we hear what that personal history is?!”

“If the power of Victor’s ring is on your side, it can be attributed to another wearer. Are you okay?”

Despite Hyrea’s words, Lennok nodded obediently.

“Then there is a way.”

“... ... .”

A strangely ominous sounding answer.

“... ... I really don’t know. It’s not my fault!”

The moment Sabrina put the ring on her finger with a timid expression. As the jewels glowed, the shape of a ghost emerged.

Faaaa!!

However, the ghost that appeared in front of me was not the whitish form without any features like before.

Same height and build as Sabrina wearing the ring. A human figure that resembles a person enough to be suspicious of himself.

However, its appearance and atmosphere were so different from the spirit magician standing in front of him.

[...] ... .]

Another picture of her looking at Sabrina silently with grim eyes that have lost all hope.

Dirty clothing covered in blood with scars all over the body and heavy shackles tied to limbs.

The moment I finally checked the [death row inmate] nameplate hanging around my neck.

“... ... !!”

Sabrina jerked the ring off my hand.

Ting!!

Immediately after the jewel ring fell to the ground and rolled, Lennok lightly grabbed it with his magician and retrieved it.

“... ... .”

The figure of Sabrina who is silent with her mouth closed.

The back of her hand, which was clenched into a fist, had turned so white that no veins could be seen.

“Oh really... ... .”

Sabrina let out a harsh curse, then let out a deep sigh and shook her head.

Having barely regained her composure, she glanced back at Lennok and said.

Lennok inadvertently questioned that.

“Do you believe that the leader will save this world?”

“hmm... ... no.”

Sabrina laughed.

“I’m not familiar with the captain either, but I’m not the kind of person who will rush to accept someone’s salvation in the first place.”

“... ... .”

“A person like that wouldn’t be able to bestow salvation on others so easily, wouldn’t he?”

She said as she gazed at the distant horizon in the undeveloped district.

“But if you’re the leader, you’re probably looking for something more important than that. I just believe in it.”

“... ... Right.”

“Why do you think it is so absurd? Am I too optimistic?”

“no.”

Lennok laughed.

“I was just a little surprised that he seemed to understand him better than I thought.”

“... ... .”

Could it be that he didn’t expect to hear such an answer from Victor?

Lennok walked ahead of Sabrina, who looked back at him in slight surprise.

“Still, I can understand why this grain-like organization is still maintained. There must be value in hope that exists that way... ... .”

“... ... Victor?”

The moment I met the leader directly was only in the final moments of the labyrinth of Hanghasa.

But Lennok seemed to understand a little bit what the captain was thinking, what he hoped for, and how he was plotting all these plans.

Was it because Lennok returned from seeing the memories related to the leader from beyond the Ascension Gate or-

“...” ... .”

Did he, too, start by enduring each day urgently, as if being pushed or chased at first?

I wonder if they were there with the same thoughts as Lennok and with the same mindset as Lennok.

But instead of thinking about it for a long time, Lennok shook his head and raised his magic.

Either way, what needs to be done doesn’t change. The answer that Lennok ponders does not change either.

Fear surpasses curiosity. Desperation that suppresses fear.

Resolving the complicated mix of emotions within him, Lennok used his blink to disappear from Sabrina’s presence.

outskirts of undeveloped areas. I look down at Sabrina silently out of sight of her.

It was only after seeing the linguistic sorcerer, who had been looking around, smiling bitterly as he returned to Balkan, that Lennok turned his steps.

[Puhaha.]

Only then did Darby stick her head out from Lennok’s arms as if she was going to live for a while.

[Huh ha ha.]

“Yes, breathe.”

Strangely and increasingly human, the brain spirit now felt more comfortable breathing outside than in Lennok’s arms.

Darby, who had been slashing with her snout pouting, asked Lennok as if she had been waiting.

[Whoa... ... So, what is the way to utilize the power of the ring?]

“Did you come out right away because you were curious about that?”

Lennok smiled and touched the ring.

“It’s not a big deal. It’s just that I think I can use the ability of the ring in a pretty fun way if I adjust my resistance ability.”

[A fun way?]

“You said you would change into your past self that you don’t want to remember the most.”

Saying that, Lennok began to slightly adjust his resistance to the ring.

“But what if we left only one image of the past that could change?”

Target resistance is a talent that has existed since the moment Lennok woke up in this world, but it is possible to control its level autonomously.

It was impossible in the past, but after reaching level 8 by transcending the hierarchy, he was able to adjust his talent to some extent.

Although it was not explained in front of Sabrina and Hyrea, it was not that there was no way to use the ring’s ability against Lennok himself.

“If you leave only certain memories and limit the options that the guide’s ghost can change... ... .”

The moment when he fiddled with the ring of the guide, adjusted the resistance, and split the memories that the ring could see through.

Dig!

The ghostly form completely changed form before Lennok’s eyes and turned to face him.

The impression was slightly different from that of Lenok and Ban.

An intellect that cannot be hidden is oozing out from the figure staring at us while wearing a study coat.

Darby recognized the face immediately and looked up at Lennok, gaping.

[Master, this is... ... .]

Lennok smiled as he saw the ghost standing in front of him.

“You can use the power of the ring in a completely different way than we have discussed so far.”

An assistant professor in the Department of Elements at Rabatenon University of Magic, and an elemental magician belonging to Aris Richellen’s laboratory.

A well-known researcher who made a stir in the academic world by presenting his thesis on the anti-gravity engine at the fair.

Lennok’s second identity, Evan Bylon, stood before Lennok’s eyes.