Genius Magician Who Takes Medicine, Chapter 792
Yoreta’s Prophet (6)
The military command city of Yorta.
Middle Stairs, Baekgwiyeong-ro Administrative District.
The district that handles most of the administrative work that runs inside the city,
It is an area with vast and well-organized facilities that is unique compared to other districts that have been given the rank of Hundred Ghosts.
It is not easy to guess the size of the river that naturally passes through this place and the dock prepared around it.
However, in the middle of the dock, where hundreds of ships would normally have to come and go in real time.
Only one gigantic ghost ship was standing in the thick fog.
oh oh oh!!
The shape of a ship that emits dark fluorescent light without adding or subtracting, scattering gloomy ears.
Every time the old chain, shrouded in fog, swayed and swayed, the area of the dock failed to overcome him and flooded the river.
slam!! shoot!!
“.......”
It is only natural that all the passers-by who come and go in the administrative district can’t take their eyes off their eyes with their mouths wide open.
“... ... How did this happen?”
“that is... ... .”
After hearing the specific circumstances, it is only reasonable to ask back as if you are more infuriated.
“There was a law about ships that the docks couldn’t accommodate, was there such a thing?”
“After the trip to Manguiya was completely over, didn’t there be a major overhaul of the facilities inside the city?”
A man who appeared to be a scribe answered while sweating profusely.
“Because we expanded all the docks on each floor, there were almost no problems like this... ... .”
“So, you didn’t know this was going to happen?”
“Even at the requiem, they tried several times to get rid of this rule, but failed.”
The scribe said with a puzzled expression.
“How can we solve a problem that even the great spirits cannot touch?”
“.......”
The great spirits who rule the city reside on the top floor of the memorial tower.
They said that even they had a hard time getting rid of this rule, what else can I say.
After listening to the explanation, I just stare blankly at the ghost ship with an indescribable expression.
“So, who is the owner of the ship?”
* * *
“Everyone seems very interested in this.”
[It’s only natural that it’s attracted this much attention.]
Onion’s ghost ship wheelhouse.
A vast space located directly below the deck and designed to look out through worn-out glass windows.
Next to Lennok, who was sitting by the window, the priestess’ spirit body was standing side by side, looking down at the outside.
Lennok, who was leisurely reading through the papyrus, murmured.
“I thought that if I did well, I would be able to move to the upper level of the Heavenly Demon level right away, but it doesn’t seem like it just goes my way.”
designated ten. Baek Gwi-yeong. It’s a thousand ghosts.
A place name referring to the lower, middle, and upper layers of Yorta, a layered city and floating city.
Excluding one ghost that is indiscriminately spread and ten thousand ghosts that are out of the scope of the ranking measurement, the three grades are different from the standards for dividing the hierarchy.
The first place Lenok arrived after escaping from the 5th basement level of the memorial tower is the designated living area of the Ten Demons, which corresponds to the lower level.
There, Lennok found a way to rise to the upper floor straight away from the Ghost Report, put it into practice, and created this division.
[I thought it was unusual at the time I checked the text in prison, but you’re such a strange disbeliever.]
The priestess muttered as if she still couldn’t understand.
[I never thought that the head of Dead Rise would be someone who enjoyed such eccentricities.]
“.......”
Lennok explained to the priestess that the author of Ghost Revelations was Ethan Bajour.
Apart from hiding the resurrection drink from her, it was judged that it would be difficult to hide the existence and identity of the travelogue while accompanying her inside Yorta.
However, the priestess didn’t seem to think that another secret was hidden in the papyrus, perhaps because she was preoccupied with Ethan Bajour’s existence.
Rather, it only revealed a strong interest in the kind of ‘guide’ presented by this city.
[Still, that’s a good thing. If you use the records of your experience, you will be able to approach the infinite more quickly.]
“Even if you don’t, I did some research on that part.”
Lennok lightly shook the papyrus aureus he was holding.
“I’ve been checking the records written here since a while ago, but as expected, this isn’t something made for travelers in Yorta.”
[yes?]
“Rather than that, it should be seen that it is more like a journal in which Ethan Bajur wrote down his impressions while traveling in Yorta.”
Lennok said so and held out the papyrus toward the priestess.
“Look at this. The writings in the travel log thoroughly show the records related to the place and situation where I am. Even more so, if you look closely at the record... ... .”
The priestess, who inadvertently turned her gaze to the papyrus, stopped for a moment.
It was because the words written in the travelogue were giving out unexpected information that a priestess could not imagine at all.
= The taste of the water in the Headlane River is unexpectedly different depending on the stairs.
= The designation of the ten demons is sweet. Baek Gwi-young is salty. The water of the river on the stairs of the heavenly ghost has a bitter taste.
[...... What is this?]
When the priestess asked with an absurd expression, Lennok nodded as if to read more.
=Personally, I liked the sweet taste of Sikgwijijeong the most.
=I found it strange that the taste did not change even when I scooped out the water from the stairway, so I drank it in a water bottle for a while, but after a week I got tired of it and stopped.
[.......]
It must be because Edan himself came to this city to overcome his own death, not to travel to Mangwi.
However, Lennok was able to convince himself of the speculation he had been thinking about only with this record.
At that time, the reason why Onion had such an image even after leaving Yorta and moving to the Balkans.
The root cause of dwelling on the endless longing and dwelling on that regret.
The military command city of Yorta. The grand plan for ascension that began in the oldest city-state... ... .
smart!!
At that moment, someone quietly knocked on the captain’s door.
Lennok replied as he slowly leaned back in his chair.
“It is open.”
“... ... Excuse me.”
A man opened the door and entered with a nervous face, followed by several attendants.
The elderly man stared at Lennok’s obsidian mask, then slowly lowered his head.
“It is an honor to meet Onion’s successor. My name is Stenberg, the district manager who oversees Baek Gwi-yeong Road.”
“Sit down.”
Did the head of the district who manages the middle floors come to visit?
For that kind of thing, the attendants and attire were very simple.
Just by choosing a late evening, the boundary between day and night, it seemed obvious that he had visited to avoid the eyes of the people around him.
As Lennok waited silently with his arms folded, the district director spoke first with difficulty.
“I heard that this is your first time in Yorta, but you know more about the old laws of the city than we do.”
“.......”
“Thanks to that, we were also greatly surprised. He must have left a lot of wisdom.”
When I said that he had an unusually polite attitude, was it because he thought that Lennok did this in connection with Onion’s actions?
While Lennok didn’t answer, the district manager spoke again.
“The work at the Frost Lord’s tomb has been confirmed. but... ... .”
“Looks like you heard about the work on the first basement level.”
“... ... The Grand Inquisitor is now claiming that he was only following due process.”
“.......”
The owner of a giant judge that exists above the surface of the water. Not surprising given the boy’s ghost.
The district manager, who was watching Lennok, cleared his throat and said.
“Hmmmm, anyway, since the Frost Lord is gone, the 5th floor is closed. The fuss was also decided to be ignored. What remains is the treatment of Onion-sama for forcibly moving the stairs using this law... ... .”
“Listen.”
“After careful examination, it was judged that the law that Onion-sama reminded us of is still in effect.”
Stenberg, who naturally started calling Lennok Onion, said with a troubled expression.
“Even the dock here is not enough to accommodate Onion-sama’s ship. According to the rules, I should send you to the Heavenly Demon right away, but... ... .”
“I will?”
“The upper floors of Yorta are basically a space reserved for ghosts who participate in nocturnal travels.”
At Lennox’s words, Stenberg explained.
“It is also a spirit area where hundreds of ghosts and heavenly demons are still repeating rituals to keep the memorial tower alive.”
“I know that the minimum condition to participate in the Night Journey is to achieve the rank of Hundred Ghosts.”
Lennok replied with a slight tilt of his head.
“Are you saying that you don’t have the qualifications to go up to the upper floors?”
“It is not an area that we can examine and decide on itself... ... .”
Stenberg replied with an embarrassed expression.
“We do not have the authority to deal with this issue unless the requiem directly applies an exception.”
“.......”
“All I can do is guide Onion-sama to the place where the screening will take place after deciding which night trip to participate in.”
He turned the horse round and round, but he refused, saying that he could not go up without participating in the night trip according to Yorta’s internal laws and regulations.
As an old city, are you accustomed to making decisions in a roundabout way?
“I don’t like taking part in the nocturne or being judged for qualifications.”
But when Lennok heard that, he shook his head slowly.
“So, I will meet the requiem in person and deal with the two issues at once.”
“... ... yes?”
In an instant, the branch manager’s expression turned blank.
“What do you mean... ... It is not something I can do in my power.”
“There was a ritual to gather all the spirits and bodies of this world and build a bridge to the ascension.”
“.......”
At the reaction of the district chief, who stopped on the spot, Lenok took off his gloves and took out the ring of the guide.
Whoa... ... !!
At the same time, the shape of a whitish ghost appeared before the eyes of the head of the earth.
Looking at the slowly changing expression on his opponent’s face, Lennok was lost in thought.
The reason why Onion in Madrid was still clinging to the existence of Mangwiyahaeng after the Black Consumer Project failed.
The reason why the soul of the already fallen guide still exists in this form and exists in the ring.
Above all, doesn’t the very existence of the memorial tower firmly in the center of Yoreta imply a fundamental cause?
“Even though the trip to Mangwi has failed once, it is still not over, and the requiem is hiding that fact on the top floor of the memorial tower.”
“.......”
“I think we can talk directly to the spirits of the memorial tower about this fact. What do you think?”
Balkan black consumer. Makina’s Gate of Ascension. And Yoreta’s trip to Manguya.
However, among the grand plans for the ascension of the three cities, the trip to Mangwi, which began first, is not over yet.
Lennok was convinced of this fact early on, and intended to meet the requiem in person and enter the upper level of the memorial tower.