Chapter 779

Genius Magician Who Eats Medicine Episode 779

Ghost Journey (5)

Seina Naidri, a priestess of the church, found in the stomach of a demon.

An unexpected situation in which she, who had been praying with her eyes closed as if she were dead, started talking to Lennok.

[...] ... !!!]

Startled, Darby rolled backwards inside her robe, but Lennok watched her with a cold gaze.

Lennok grinned, not even trying to hide his half-hidden face under the hood.

“I don’t know what’s the point of a dead person imitating the living.”

“... ... .”

“Why are you still holding on to that body when it already looks hopeless?”

It is not at the level that life activities have stopped, but the inside is damaged to the extent that it is impossible to regenerate at all.

I don’t know what kind of monster it was, but it was confirmed that there was no spark of life left in the body.

That’s why Lennok knew there was no need to pick up what he had said.

Right now, the priestess is not in a situation where she can see Lennok with her naked eyes or hear and perceive it.

A spirituality so powerful that even Lennok could not have guessed its level.

It must have been closer to recognizing and talking to Lennok with the unique inspiration given to priestesses of the church.

The reason why he imitated his physical appearance with his already dead body was probably in case Lennok couldn’t hear the priestess’s spirituality.

“You can hear me even if I speak spiritually, so if you have something to say, say it.”

said Lennok, bringing his hands to his face at the same time.

At the point of facing the priestess, it was decided what kind of status to step forward.

Lennok, wearing an obsidian mask in an instant under the robe that covered his face, laughed at the priestess.

“Looking at the memories from before, I might be able to listen to your will for a while.”

[...] ... .]

As soon as he heard Lennok’s reply openly stating that he knew the priestess, the atmosphere felt by the priestess changed completely.

It was as if he had finally fully recognized Lennok’s existence and had changed his attitude.

[I wondered what kind of a nobleman he was, thinking that he had a rare eye for seeing the essence... ... .]

At that moment, a whitish spiritual body rose above the corpse of the priestess and faced Lenok.

The spirit body, which had the same appearance as when he was alive, respectfully put his hands together and slightly bowed his head toward Lenok.

oh oh... ... !!

It seems that a sense of coercion befitting a priest of the church emanates from his calm demeanor.

body that has already died.

The priestess raised her will in an instant to the point that it was bizarre to pull out such a sign even after her life had ended.

[I thought it was someone I had met once at the end of the well. Greetings late. You must have been a magician in pandemonium.]

The priestess’ voice changed into a complex moment, but Lennok ignored it and examined the state of the spiritual body.

‘Your memory and mind are finer than I thought. Above all, the state of preservation of the soul is too good.’

What makes up human memory and spirit is a miracle that is possible because the body and soul are compatible.

It is difficult to function properly even if only one of the two pillars that support the self and identity collapses.

In most cases, the memory is blurred, the language is forgotten, and the level is reduced to the point where communication is impossible.

Superhumans who have built up a hierarchy can survive for a relatively long time, but in most cases, even that cannot last long unless special measures are taken.

“I heard that you are at war with the Federation, but looking at it now, the outcome seems obvious.”

Lennok was cynical.

“To think that a priestess who should have been protected by the church’s main church is dying in a remote area like this... ... The work of the fanatics is really pitiful.”

There would be no reason to limit one’s words and actions at the point of wearing Victor’s mask.

It is obvious how messy the inside of the church is at the point when the priestess died in a swamp like this and even her body was not properly recovered.

In such a state, will it be possible to get a meaningful result by engaging in an all-out war against a super-large magician group of the size of the federation?

Although there are many special forces called apostles, it is impossible to predict the odds of winning when the leader himself is absent.

While Lennok pondered the authority to use the portal sent by the head of the federation, the priestess answered calmly.

[You. You know well about our school, but you don’t know its essence.]

“I don’t really want to know.”

[The position of the priestess can be replaced at any time. The supernormal ability I possess is nothing more than the grace I personally received from him... ... If you don’t have the qualifications, you’ll disappear anytime and it’s just a bubble.] Even

after hearing the blatant ridicule, the priestess didn’t shake in the slightest.

[Even without me, there will be no problems with the strength and status of the church. The crusade against the alliance you know is only a matter of already determined results.]

“... ... .”

[The temple will end within half a year, and the first gate will be under the management of the main school.]

At that moment, a chilly aura seemed to whisper around Lennok.

A firm answer that the outcome of the war with the Federation was fixed.

Fanaticism, bizarrely certain of victory.

It was not at first glance different from the high-ranking members of the church that Lennok had dealt with, but... ... .

Lennok knew that, but threw a cold sneer through the mask.

“But for the time being, there won’t be any new apostles born. Isn’t it?”

[...] ... .]

Lennok laughed at the priestess who was silent for the first time.

“At a point where the special forces that your church boasts cannot continue to be put into the frontlines, will the war really proceed as they say... ... I’m curious.”

The Church is a group with indescribably powerful and bizarre potential, but the Order Federation is also not easy when it comes to its history and roots.

All of the large-scale organizations that make up a corner of the current central front are just a group of madmen whose purpose and means are bizarrely twisted.

If people who are crazy about both magic and faith collide, it is unlikely that one side will gain a one-sided advantage.

The priestess, who had been silently listening to Lenok’s words, slowly tilted her head.

The spiritual body staring at the obsidian mask with an expressionless face whispered.

[I should have made you an apostle at the end of the well then... ... .]

“... ... .”

[There have been many cases in which the will was reached but the strength was lacking, but it is regrettable that nobles with such aptitude are extremely rare.] “It is such a useless

word to leave as a will.”

A flattering compliment that you don’t want to hear at all that Lennok has a good talent for being an apostle.

The priestess put her hands together as if praying and said to Lennok, who neatly abandoned her lingering feelings and looked away.

[I would like to ask you one favor before my soul gives up its will.]

“You didn’t want to make me an apostle again?”

Despite Lennok’s cynicism, the priestess firmly opened her mouth.

[Could you retrieve my body and hand it over to the church?]

“... ... You want me to carry your body?”

While Lennok questioned, the priestess calmly replied.

[Because the death I faced was so gruesome, my soul cannot leave my body. At this rate, my soul will collapse along with my body.]

“... ... .”

[It’s just that the ending that was supposed to come has come. It is a fate that I and all of my followers had to accept at some point.]

“... ... .”

death of believers and death of oneself.

Do they think that this is what they, who serve the doctrine of the gods, should endure?

While Lennok shut his mouth at the bizarre rationality that seems to be understandable even though he is far away from ordinary human beings.

Before I knew it, the soul of the priestess was completely settled inside the ring and began to shine.

keying... ... !!

Two lights hovering over the clear, pure white jewels engraved on the ring.

One is the ghost of the guide that Lennok used as an alter ego of Evan, and the other is the soul of Seina Naidri, a priestess.

The peculiar thing is that Seina’s soul appears to rotate around following the guide’s ghost inside the ring.

Lennok, who was curious inside that the existence of a soul could be visually confirmed like this, belatedly adjusted the ring and said,

“I have work to do, so I can’t give your soul to the Church right away.”

[...] ... .]

“As long as you’re in the ring, you won’t be able to see and hear the situation outside unless I call you. Wait until I finish my work.”

Even if it’s the soul of a dead priestess, there’s no need to show Lennok what he’s trying to do in Yorta.

Lennok thought so and was about to put the priestess’s soul to sleep inside the ring when Seina asked.

[If so, can you tell me at least how long it will take?]

“I’ll answer you after crossing the Headlane River. A lot of time has passed, so I don’t know when it will arrive-”

[Your.]

At that moment, the priestess interrupted Lennok with a look of surprise.

[Could it be that Yorta was the destination through this swamp?]

“Are there any problems?”

[It’s not like that, but... ... .]

The priestess answered with a confused expression.

[The destination I was heading to with the priests was-]

“... ... !!!”

At that moment, a huge shadow fell over Lennok’s head from the other side of the swamp.

A faint piercing sound passed by my ears.

An agglomeration of powerful magical energy that rushes into the sensory realm in an instant.

Immediately after Lennok recognized it and suddenly raised his gaze, something like a huge beast landed on Lennok’s head at great speed.

Aaaaaaaaa!!!

The impact of overwhelming mass as it falls to the ground.

In the aftermath, the ground rocked like waves, and all the moss that was spread all over the swamp was plowed up.

Doo doo doo!!!

The damp ground could not withstand the force and was gently crushed, and the storage box that was just hidden under the crack soared into the sky.

The moment Lennok, who had just avoided the first attack by slipping like a bounce while holding the magician, knelt down on one knee and looked up at it.

“found.”

snap!!

Something that had just fallen grabbed the storage box floating in the air with one hand.

[Whoop whoop!!]

It was a gigantic monster in the shape of a Minotaur that snorted violently.

A terrifying figure carrying a hammer the size of a house on one shoulder, red eyes shining and snorting vigorously.

Lennok murmured, confirming the heinous appearance that he couldn’t control and started killing himself.

“... ... Apostle?”

The special force of the Guido Church and the incarnation of the end swimming in the open sea.

Unlike the rare monster that Lenok killed at the lakeside earlier, it is the presence of an apostle that was properly completed by receiving the power of a foreign god.

[Whoops... ... !!]

Another voice resounded from the shoulder of the monster who could not control his excitement and snorted wildly.

“So, didn’t I warn you to be careful when crossing the central front?”

“... ... .”

“Jinwa is completely mad, and there is no intelligent body that can avoid that anger. I wonder if the priestess is overconfident in her abilities.”

An indescribable tone. A strange voice creaking in a damp swamp.

Something that looked like a sticky octopus leg tentacle was clinging to the apostle’s shoulder, making a noise.

“Thanks to you, I want you to be considerate of our position as we have to travel around the Eastern Swamp to find you. What kind of ridiculous thing is this?”

Jinwa. central wire. looking for a bridesmaid

Lennok tilted his head toward the tentacles that were uttering incomprehensible words other than that they were talking to Seyna Nydri.

“What nonsense have you been muttering to yourself since earlier?”

“Ah, I’m not talking about non-believers, so listen carefully.”

said the tentacles wagging.

“It was just a mistake that came about because the situation on this side was so urgent that we couldn’t afford to cover our ears.”

thud!!

As the tentacle said that, the cow-headed monster took a powerful step forward.

A terrible idea that seems like it would melt the head of the person facing it because it couldn’t be roaring.

This is no longer an emotion that can be emitted with a normal intellect.

A blindness close to madness that cannot be expelled unless something in the brain is damaged and goes mad. An apostle who has gone mad.

It’s also quite a monster.

‘Did you come after recognizing the fraud that was leaked from this side?’

It’s probably not a coincidence that the apostle showed up so late right after Lennok had just retrieved his soul.

It is reasonable to assume that after opening the storage box and recognizing the fraud in the priestess’s body, the other side belatedly pursued it.

Lennok himself, who retrieved and collected the soul of the priestess, and the church’s apostle who visited the priestess.

And the appearance of a grotesque tentacle talking instead of an apostle.

The moment Lennok glanced down at the ring, a priestess’ voice rang out from beyond.

[You. I will talk directly with Kamrodal.]

“Kamrodal?”

When Lennok inadvertently questioned, the tentacle hanging over the apostle’s shoulder responded.

“hmm? It wouldn’t be a grand enough name to tell an apostate. Who are you to know me?”

“... ... .”

Immediately after realizing that the tentacle’s name was Kamrodal, Lennok kept his mouth shut.

The priestess explained.

[He is the eighth apostle of the church and the one who is manipulating the maddened apostle.]

Guido Church’s special forces.

The priestess was saying that the 8 apostles Kamrodal had arrived at this place.