Chapter 983

The Genius Wizard Who Takes Medicine Episode 983

Astronomical Technique: Model Garden (6)

Video of the first gateway transmitted to Oliveira’s personal laboratory.

It was not an informant who had been dispatched to the gateway, but a video sent by the master of the joint who had captured him.

“It’s Avesta Chapman....”

Lennok mumbled the name of the splicer and looked at the face of the man in the surgical gown reflected in the video.

Did they not only notice the existence of the informant, but also figure out who the person behind it was?

[This male body you sent to the gateway. My skills were better than I thought. It took me some time to find it too.]

Regardless of Lennok’s reaction, the master of the joint opened his mouth in the video in a flat tone.

[When we captured him alive and interrogated him, we found out that he didn’t even know that he was an informant. So, only after he racked his brain was he able to get the information.]

Click, click.

The noise of metal clashing was heard outside the screen, followed by the voice of the joiner.

[In particular, the technique of transmitting images using the optic nerve is very interesting. I’ve been analyzing it for quite some time, but I haven’t been able to figure out its lineage.]

“....”

[In the end, after pulling out the eyeball and dissecting the central nervous system connected to the brain, I realized that this was a type of suggestion from the magical eye.]

Was the informant sent to the gateway by Olivier Ra the ability to record and transmit the information of her gateway as a video using her magical eyes?

The fact that she was able to ‘give’ such a spell to her informant and send it to him was surprising, but

What is even more bizarre is the bizarre skill of the master of articulation, who discovered the identity of the technique by dissecting the informant.

[So I decided to do the best I could for this test subject.]

Squeaky...!!

Dude, fight!!

Every time the screen shook violently, the sound of something tearing or breaking echoed incessantly.

Each time, the master of the joint furrowed his eyebrows and drew blood in his neck as if giving strength to something.

[Stay still. okay. It’s done.]

Wow!!

At that moment, the camera screen flashed on the spot and moved along with the hand of the splicer.

The surgeon took a few steps back from the operating table and turned the camera he was holding in the opposite direction.

[If I put my head here, can I see clearly?]

“...”

The camera that was showing the ceiling of the operating room while lying on the operating table just a moment ago is coming forward and showing the operating table.

And the image of a human being with his arms and legs fixed on the operating table, his whole body trembling.

[It took a lot of work to keep it alive with the head cut off. If you kill him, there will be no video recording.]

“Unbelievable....”

Clarisse muttered absently as she realized there was no human head tied to the operating table.

Now, this camera screen itself is an image through human eyes.

And because I was able to understand that the splicer had just cut off the head where the eyes were located.

[The blood vessels on the cut surface are sealed and then the different blood vessels are connected to each other.]

The indifferent voice of the splicer rang from behind the camera.

[The blood becomes polluted as the metabolic function is broken and oxygen inflow is cut off, but by cleaning the blood vessels and injecting oxygen and nutrients, it is possible to keep the person alive.]

“....”

[I had to practice several times to achieve this state. Can you see it over there?]

When I turned the camera towards the surgical wall, I saw hundreds of human heads hanging on the wall.

Some are rotting corpses, while others remain conscious, twitching and looking this way.

A bloody operating room that could not be seen at all when the camera was focused on the operating room ceiling.

In that death room, only the doctor wearing scrubs is clean without a single drop of blood.

[Do you understand why I am making a video like this and sending it to you?]

Camera in hand, face to face with human head, spoke.

[That’s right, I’m warning you. I won’t let you go if you send me this useless piece of flesh one more time.]

“....”

[If you have anything to do at the gate, come see me in person. If possible, it would be better if the magic eye magician himself came, but if the magic technique is that interesting, it doesn’t matter either way.]

Beyond the mask, the master’s eyes seemed to sparkle with an interesting light.

[Let’s talk about what you want. Did you understand?]

Tduduk!!

A sound as if a blood vessel in my head was being cut was heard, and the video ended on that point.

Did he just say what he wanted to say and kill the test subject as soon as he finished talking?

Lennok, who was watching the video with an expressionless face, belatedly turned his gaze towards Oliveira.

“You already knew. yes?”

Oliveira didn’t even bother to hide her displeasure before opening her video with Lennok.

A reaction that could only be possible if one had guessed that the informant had not only been captured alive by the master of conjugation, but had also been turned into a toy.

[She is not saying she knew that.]

Olivier Ra snorted her laughter.

[I should say that it was decided when the video arrived.]

“....”

[He is a psychopath with unrivaled twisted abilities even within the Federation. No matter what he did, there is no reason to accept that unpleasantness.]

said Oliviera, who erased her screen with a single gesture of her hand.

[Similarly, she would have no reason to obediently comply with his demands.]

“I agree that meeting a junkie is extremely dangerous.”

Clarisse asked.

“But wouldn’t it be virtually impossible to obtain the fragments of the veil if you don’t go through the first gateway?”

“I’ll go.”

Lennok said with a calm expression.

“Like you said, when you’re not getting results, you switch roles. When we arrive at the gate, we first check the situation-”

[no. Things have changed since then. When the master of articulation began to become aware of our existence, it became impossible to sneak into the gate without being detected.]

Oliveira’s magical eyes, looking down at Lennok through the veil, flashed intensely.

[If you and I head to the gateway, we will inevitably have to prepare for a collision with the master of conjugation. As a result, it is a path that leads away from the goal of heading to the city of outer space.]

“....”

Lennok, who was about to say that he might not necessarily have to fight against a joint drinker, closed his mouth with a bitter smile.

This was because the very idea of persuading Oliveira with an argument that Lennok himself did not believe in seemed absurd.

A unique shape in which the book cover flickers as if it is burning with black-green flames.

The pages of the grimoire also shake every time you turn them, as if flames are flickering.

Lennok’s expression, as he quickly read the contents of the grimoire, became more cautious than before.

“also...”

Another word for hellfire is the flame of the negative dimension.

In other words, it is no different from a kind of [ember] that is not commonly found in this world.

The power to shape and manipulate flames that do not exist in this world and manipulate them into the form of a weapon.

Obviously, if you learn and use this technique, Lennok’s fighting style will also become stronger in a much more diverse way than before.

However, even though Lennok knew this, instead of learning the Hellfire Phantom Bow, he just closed the grimoire.

This is not the place where I need to learn this technique, and this is not the place where this technique should be used.

I had thought about this since I saw this technique in the Dark Library, but the value of the Hellfire Phantom Palace is not simply its power.

What matters is the cause.

That was also a justification that could convince everyone other than Lennok.

* * *

“It looks like you’ve come to a conclusion.”

The day after watching the video on the caution of fusion surgery.

Lennok was standing with Clarisse in the cartel headquarters office.

This is because Lennok himself insisted that he should meet Oliveira in a place within range of cell phone coverage.

“So, can I now explain what method you were thinking of?”

“If the conjugation master is a powerful person with the literal nature, it is unlikely that he will obtain the fragments of the veil even if he sends another informant.”

Lennok said and held up his cell phone.

“Even if we communicate in real time and adjust our plans, it will take a considerable amount of time to communicate through the magnetic storm. “Either way, it’s a waste of time.”

[You guy. As expected, I had something to think about.]

Oliveira’s eyes, looking at Lennoc through the veil, sparkled with a strange light.

[What are you planning to do?]

“Among the magicians I know, there is a person with the capabilities suitable for this task.”

Lennok said, tapping his phone with one hand and looking at the calendar carefully.

“I guess I can just leave this job to him.”

[...You are a powerful enough magician that I can trust you with such an important matter.]

Oliveira said as if it was really hard to believe.

[It’s hard to believe that you would entrust the work to another magician, but you’re saying that a magician with that level of skill is wasting time doing nothing?]

The half that Oliveira knows is that she is a crazy wizard who only goes crazy when she takes everything into her own hands.

Although he may respect others emotionally, he is a person who never relies on others in crucial matters.

It’s not enough for such an archmage to entrust another magician with such an important matter, and he even guarantees their capabilities.

Even Oliveira, who is not very interested in Lennok’s personal relationships, shows a passing interest in that fact.

She said, “It’s not something you trust. On the other hand, since we are not allies, we can deal more comfortably in these matters.”

However, in response to Oliveira’s question, Lenno smiled strangely and flicked his cell phone.

“More than anything, the wizard I am asking a favor from now is someone you know.”

[...I know the magician.]

“There was something I was thinking about while working with Nox Biblio in the studio recently.”

Lennok said, putting his cell phone in his arms.

“It may be that there are more traces left in this city than expected, but at that level, we should be able to approach the gateway without arousing the suspicion of the master of articulation.”

[Are you saying that he is a magician that you and I know, but who is not suspected of being a magician?]

Oliveira asked back in a cold voice.

[How on earth is such a thing possible?]

“It’s a simple thing.”

Lennok turned to the two and smiled.

“Because I won’t suspect that a wizard who has already fought me once, lost, and survived is on our side.”

[....]

“....”

A wizard who survived despite being defeated once by Lightning.

Although Lennok’s major is immeasurably vast, there are surprisingly not many people who meet that requirement.

No, if you really take it literally, it is a description that is essentially a specific description of someone.

The expressions of Oliveira and Clarisse, who were quietly pondering those words, changed at the same time.

[...You guy, really?]

“You are out of your mind. “I never thought you would think something so ridiculous.”

A decisive battle between two great wizards that shook the entire huge city.

A magician whose capabilities are guaranteed by Lennok, and whose face Oliveira knows.

“I knew he was up to something from the moment he said he needed time, but...”

Clarice muttered as if she found it hard to believe.

“Are you really planning on leaving this job to that man?”

* * *

Open your eyes.

“You’ve arrived.”

As he raised his body and turned his shoulders, his neck and arms felt stiff.

He stood up, touching his chin and the hem of his clothes alternately with awkward gestures.

“I never thought I would be the first to come here with this status, but...”

It’s ironic.

Of Lennok’s three identities, the one that was once tied to the strictest mission was set free in this way.

The name of the Flame Wizard, who had to manage his reputation by working with the Blue Eye, has now been released without any restrictions.

Not everything Lennok planned and attempted went as planned.

Nevertheless, it is true that I feel a strange feeling every time such an unexpected coincidence leads to a new opportunity.

Cheek!

In his arms, Lenok took out a thick cigar instead of a cigarette, put it in his mouth and walked away.

“Shall we go?”

A level 8 flame wizard and successor to Jindun’s barrier technique.

Former Blue Eye Watcher. An apostle killer who subjugated the 10 apostles of the church, Amrita Fraubel.

A thousand times Evan Martinez.

Arrival at the Central Front.