Chapter 953

The Genius Wizard Who Takes Medicine Episode 953

Banje (8)

Whioooo!!

In a quiet forest where a cold wind blows.

A forest full of dry, cool air that doesn’t feel any moisture at all.

Lennok was walking alone through the vast forest, sweeping away the falling leaves with his cane.

[Master.]

Dabi peeked his head out from within the embrace and let out a frustrated sound.

[No matter how much I think about it, I don’t think it’s necessary to take an organism that uses the Magic Eye as a guide.]

“Are you talking about Oliveira?”

[It’s an unreliable organism. [The attitude is also like that.]

Dabi grumbled.

[I don’t like it when people show off just because they’ve lived a little longer.]

“There’s no doubt that he has a very strong sense of pride. “You’re right.”

Lennok laughed.

“But in the end, in order to clear a path to Kundara, it would be easiest to get Oliveira himself to move.”

[....]

“Just like in this transaction, he is someone who will always try to take the initiative based on the fact that I am interested in the outer city. “It would be better to drag her to Kundara directly to avoid unnecessary trouble.”

If Oliveira hadn’t wanted Anathema’s cause and effect so strongly in the first place, she wouldn’t have been able to even attempt this request.

Lennok was also aware of this fact, so wasn’t he trying to borrow Oliveira’s abilities by directly changing her actions?

“Chichaebo’s magical eye is one of the very few innate abilities that can interfere with causality. “There is definitely a corner that will be useful in the city of Jangsaengjong.”

Lennok said, pulling Dabi’s bulging cheek.

“She also said she needs time, so it’s not something to worry about right away. “Let’s take care of what needs to be done first.”

[Even if you don’t, the search is over.]

Dabi whispered softly.

[It’s right in front of here. Can you hear it?]

“...Okay.”

The sound of the wind passing by my ears. The noise of the forest as the leaves rustle.

But Lennok knew that there was a faint mechanical sound mixed in among the sounds of nature.

A cogwheel rotates beneath the base of an ordinary-looking tree, and the quiet sound of an engine echoes beneath the rock.

Traces of advanced machinery blending in without a sense of discomfort in the middle of a dry forest.

Cheap!!

With one hand, I remove the noise curtain that covers my eyes like a spider web.

The empty forest landscape became distorted, revealing a huge castle wall carved out of ore.

A beautiful sight built by carving a huge ore the size of a bedrock into pieces and using it as the cornerstone of the fortress.

Hot heat and magic light are regularly shooting out from between the ceiling of the castle and the window vents.

The scenery of a unique workshop where steam is constantly spewing out like a giant jewel’s furnace.

About a dozen people gathered in front of the jewelry workshop and stood holding guns.

“....”

Slam!

A musket with a smooth shape that looks like it was carved from a gem.

People blocking the road with stiff expressions and their guns raised high in the sky.

Unable to aim the rifle that glows with magical power at Lennok, he is blocking the door to the workshop.

A middle-aged man with a handsome appearance walked out from among the people who were trying hard not to make eye contact with Lennok.

“A meister in an arcane workshop must separate himself from the world and concentrate on honing his skills.”

A man with well-trimmed and combed hair and beard spoke calmly.

“But this Elvato Duris. “I am not so blind that I could meet the Great Wizard of Balkan and not recognize it.”

“....”

“A power so profound that it broke through the barrier of Hudderfield Forest with its bare body. “It’s my first time seeing your face, but I’m sure it’s true.”

Meister Elvato Duris of Duris Workshop asked Lennok with a nervous expression.

“May I ask why the Apostle Slayer, who is said to have punished Anathema’s betrayal, came to our workshop?”

Although he does not show his face, his actions and character are very well known.

A black coat and a silver staff.

An unstoppable hand that tears the battleground of the forest where the workshop is located like water-soaked paper.

It would be even stranger if you could see a flash of magic power flashing like an explosion and not notice it.

That’s why Elvato Duris had no choice but to step forward, even though he knew he couldn’t even be his opponent.

Even with the help of the guards guarding the workshop and the guests, there was no guarantee that I would be able to deal with that one wizard.

If you want something, grab it and let it go, but if it wants to kill you, you should grab as much as you can and run away.

However, even after hearing Elvato’s words, Lennok did not give any response.

I just stood there leaning on a cane and stared at Elvato’s trimmed beard face.

“You look alike.”

“...What are you talking about?”

Lennok, ignoring Elvato’s words, lightly raised his hand.

The security guards, startled by the gesture, flinched and tried to pull the trigger, but then froze.

Before they knew it, a demonic giant with black chains appeared above their heads.

Gooooo...!!!

A terrifying appearance that seems to have been created by covering the entire body with pitch-black darkness.

He spreads his arms wide, holding a black chain between his claw-like grasps.

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All kinds of security equipment and automatic shooting artifacts surround the entire workshop.

Even though I hold a heavy machine gun made by a meister, I can’t imagine the future of living here.

Elbato’s complexion also turned pale as soon as he saw the devil giant.

“Unbelievable. “Gavihaeng’s...”

“You know about Ming.”

Lennok’s eyes lit up.

“Has he ever visited your workshop?”

“...It is a taboo that a Meister must never disclose personal information about guests who have used the workshop.”

Elbato stammered and spoke with difficulty as the eerie force of the demonic giant pressed down on his shoulders.

“Especially in the arcane workshop where artifacts are made, never-”

Even though he insisted on saving his son, he was treated well enough that the priestess granted his wish.

Of course, he paid a price in the end, but the fact that Oshuto, who was not even a member of the church to begin with, survived for more than several decades is nothing short of a miracle.

If so, wouldn’t it be because the artifact that Oshuto Duris produced for the church at the time was that important to the church?

After Lennok’s thoughts reached that point, he personally visited Duris’ workshop to confirm his guess.

“Are you still planning to say that you can’t sell your customers’ personal information?”

“....”

Elvato, who hesitated, closed his eyes tightly and stood up.

“There is a ledger left behind by my father in the basement of the workshop.”

“....”

“If you check the ledger, you will be able to find out what your father traded with the church.”

Elvato opened the door to the room and looked back at Lennok.

“Please follow me. “I will guide you.”

* * *

A quiet, dark basement.

Lennok and Elvato were walking down the jewel stairs that sparkled softly even in the dark.

Elvato led the way, holding a small lantern in one hand, and Lennok followed, holding a cigarette in his mouth.

“The workshop’s facilities are nothing short of splendid. “How much money do you have?”

“...When producing artifacts, you mainly deal with various magic stones and gemstones.”

Elbato answered with an awkward expression.

“After processing, the remaining parts were collected and decorated, and it soon became a symbol of the workshop.”

“....”

“I heard a lot of criticism that it was a taste for money, but once word spread, orders actually doubled....”

Workshops that produce artifacts inevitably use expensive materials and catalysts, and the workshops also provide compensation in return. become rich with

In other words, it means the same thing as saying that wealthy workshops inevitably produce good artifacts.

Suddenly, Lennok’s thoughts wandered to that point and he took out a small badge from his pocket.

“Now that I think about it, I heard that this item was made at Duris Workshop.”

“Ah, it’s the Nyx insignia.”

Elvato’s eyes sparkled as he naturally received the badge.

“Let’s see... Looking at the finish of the decoration, it looks like it was made 18 years ago. “At that time, it was popular to name artifacts after famous spirits.”

“....”

“The client was an elegant royal who looked to be in his thirties. I think they needed an object that completely blocks the user’s presence, so they added a prism technique to the shadow stone to distort the presence...” “

Yes, your memory is pretty good.”

Lennok asked as Elvato’s words flowed out like an answering machine.

“But didn’t you tell me earlier that you never reveal customers’ personal information?”

“...It’s not often that you get to see an artifact you made before, so it was a bit much.”

Even Elvato himself, who said that, seemed a little embarrassed and started to walk faster.

“But looking at it now, I am proud that it is a very well-made artifact. The design is a bit trendy, but like badges, it goes well with public settings. A craftsman who creates an artifact must carefully meet the needs of the customer, considering not only the artifact’s ability but also the customer’s affiliation and position...” “

But when I obtained this badge, the owner was not the royal family you mentioned.”

“yes?”

“It was a precious treasure that the leader of the relic exploration team named Irina Pesfield colluded with the church to obtain.”

“....”

“The intentions were good, but not all artifacts can stay in the hands of their original owners.”

Lennok chuckled as he took the badge back.

“Still, I understand that you remember the relics you made yourself with great care. If you were a customer, I would trust you.”

If you can recite information about it just by looking at the badge for a moment, you can guess what kind of attitude Elvato usually has when producing artifacts.

Elvato Duris’ talent was guaranteed by his father, Oshuto himself, so there must have been no particular flaws in his skills.

Looking at it this way, it was not at all strange that pre-orders at Duris Workshop had been delayed for nearly three years.

“Hmm, this is the warehouse where old ledgers are stored.”

Elvato cleared his throat, came down to the end of the stairs, and opened the side door located right behind him.

A dark hallway illuminated by dim lights. The smell of old paper wafted through the quiet room.

Elvato walked a few steps ahead of Lennok and began rummaging through the lockers on both sides of the hallway.

“The front of the storage room is where I kept the ledgers I used, and the back is probably the ledgers my father left behind.”

“I guess you’ve never looked for it yourself?”

“There are times when my father’s customers come to visit, so I occasionally look at the ledger. “The amount is so huge that I haven’t even been able to check it all.”

As I rustled along the back of the hallway, the dust that had accumulated over time was flying around.

However, Elvato did not show any displeasure and began to look through the ledger, almost buried in a pile of dust.

Elvato piles up dozens of thick booklets and quickly checks the date.

“Let’s see.” You said it happened when I was around ten years old, so it must have been around this time in terms of time...”

“I guess the transaction volume at Duris Workshop was at a huge level at that time.”

“I don’t know much about it, but when I opened the workshop, I heard that every customer received an order at least once.”

Elvato, who responded to Lennok’s words, suddenly looked sad.

“That’s probably why we were able to make a deal with the church.”

“....”

“Ah, I found it.”

Slurp!

Elbato, who was flipping through the table of contents on the front of the ledger with the date written on it, took out a dark blue booklet from the bottom.

An old ledger that ties together old transaction details and organizes them into a booklet.

Elvato, who had been going through the table of contents in the ledger, whose strings were worn and shaking, nodded and opened the page.

“Page 55. Canyon of Sorrows. “Isn’t this the entrance to the headquarters of the Guido Church?”

“....”

“In this ledger, it will be written what artifacts my father created and handed over to the church.”

“What exactly is included in the transaction statement?”

“It’s not much different from other ledgers. Parts and materials used in manufacturing. “The recipient’s date and location are indicated.”

Elvato explained as he quickly turned the pages of the ledger.

“However, the design drawings used in production are strictly stored in a safe that only the meister can access, so I think I will have to go to the safe later.”

“Let’s check the statement first and think about it.”

Lennok asked, looking at Elvato who took out the transaction statement.

“Can you tell who the person who arranged the deal with the church for Oshuto Duris?”

“I understand. The name of the client who ordered the equipment production is clearly-”

At that moment, Elvato’s expression changed strangely.

“...It says Kaise Bajur.”