Drug-Eating Genius Mage

Genius Wizard Who Takes Medicine Episode 948

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“I think it would be better not to trust Slaine too much.”

On the way back after the meeting. Leaving behind the collapsed satellite city, we head to the Balkans.

An undeveloped area near Etanok where Evelyn left with Slaine and Reiji.

A desert area where other superhumans leave the city and return one after another in their own way.

“In the civil war that centered around Lord Bajur, he was one of the most unpredictable beings.”

Claude Azlan, who was walking through the desert with Lennok, spoke quietly.

“It is clear that he possessed great power, but he was obsessed with maintaining balance in everything he was involved with.”

“What does that mean?”

Innocence turned his gaze towards Lennok.

His eyes were heavier than ever before.

“It means that Slaine switched sides during the war and tried to balance superiority and inferiority.”

“….”

As the morning dawned, Innocence muttered, frowning as the desert heat gradually grew hotter.

“It would be ridiculous to say now that he has changed. “He is a man who tries to stand on the opposite side of the denomination, but you never know when he will change his position as time goes by.”

“Change your position…”

Lennok’s eyes lit up.

“Everyone who participated in the civil war knows about that fact.”

“That may be why he was able to lead this meeting.”

Innocence nodded.

“This is because he was neither friend nor enemy during the civil war. “I would be lying if I said it wasn’t awkward for him to take the lead in opposing the church.”

I wondered why he suddenly brought up the topic of Slaine, but he was concerned about the fact that Slaine had handed over all the results of the meeting to Lennok.

“Hmm, anyway, seeing that the tower owner successfully defeated Anathema makes me happy that my efforts were not in vain.”

Claude, who was glancing sideways at Lennok, who was lost in thought, cleared his throat and said.

“There is no way that the corruption of someone as big as Anathema won’t spread, so now the tower owner will also receive the nickname of Apostle Slayer.”

“….”

“Won’t you hear that a thousand times somewhere?”

“…what?”

Lennok chuckled at the unexpected innocence.

“You care about strange things. “What does a thousand times have to do with this?”

“Well, you have no choice but to pay attention, right?”

Innocent smiled awkwardly.

“Even if you search the entire continent, the existence of a wizard with talent comparable to that of the tower owner would not be common.”

“….”

“It was also true that the match was discussed for a moment, but the fact that he finally achieved his goal against the tower owner was a remarkable achievement.”

Perhaps noticing that Lennok’s reaction was closer to interest than anger, Innocence’s voice became more relaxed.

“I just thought that if the tower owner remembers the existence of a thousand times, the nickname ‘Apostle Slayer’ would be very satisfactory.”

“Let’s kill apostles… I don’t want to attach much meaning to that.”

Lennok shook his head.

“Even if it is the same apostle, the difference in power is too large, and from a macro perspective, it is closer to a biological weapon that moves according to the needs of the church. “I’m not even sure why such a title is considered meaningful among superhumans in the first place.”

“The owner of the tower was not born at the time of the temple, so it is only natural.”

Claude smiled.

A natural laugh, as if he belatedly remembered the age difference between himself and Lennok.

“But long ago, the church was like an empire that boasted indescribable prosperity and strength. In particular, the apostles they put forward at the forefront of the temple were not simple monsters.”

“….”

“A miracle in which superhumans who surpassed the limits of their species became the embodiment of the end and reigned as rulers of the battlefield… There are quite a few people who know about the end of the Apostle now, but at that time, the atmosphere was truly despairing. “It was prevalent.”

Claude spoke slowly, as if recalling a distant memory.

“If the leader who was leading the cult had not suddenly stopped all activities and gone into hiding, the current situation on the continent would have been completely different.”

“Do you want to say that the church almost conquered this world once?”

“I don’t know. “At the time, I definitely believed there was more to it than that… but I was also killing people in another war.”

Gyeonbaek answered while inadvertently adjusting the spear holder.

“It seems that he was absorbed in and enjoyed killing the enemy in front of him, even though he knew that there was a greater will and concept. Would it have been different if I had changed my mind at that time?”

“….”

“Okay, talking like this makes me remember a little bit.”

Claude quietly closed his eyes and muttered.

“I think I saw a really huge road right in front of me…”

“It’s a road that isn’t allowed for an old man with dementia, even if he wakes up from death.”

At that moment, Feisha’s sharp voice rang out from behind the two.

Lennok inadvertently turned his gaze to see Feisha with a twisted smile.

“It is a path that only a very few blessed people among those who make martial arts their profession can walk. “It’s too much for Turyeonmun’s protective laws.”

“….”

Lennok and Claud did not react to Feisha’s words, which openly ridiculed Claude.

However, he just looked down at Feisha with a strangely depressed expression.

Feisha, who noticed the unpleasant emotions in that gaze, spat.

“What the fuck are you looking at?”

“No…”

Lennok chuckled.

“I just thought I could say that after being dragged around like that.”

“….”

A figure wrapped in old chains all over its body, wrapped in a swaddle, and being dragged across the sand by Claude’s hands.

Only then did Feisha’s face turn red as she belatedly realized how she was moving.

“These fucking bastards…!!!”

“Oh, you didn’t know that yet?”

“I fainted right after the priestess left. “It must have been a tough fight for her too.”

“Why don’t you release this right now?!!!!”

Feisha’s seizure while chained and struggling frantically to escape from the swaddle.

However, not only Lennok but also Claude paid no attention to Faisha’s fierce threats.

“It’s so noisy. “If I had known this would happen, I would have let him die.”

“You’re saying things you don’t mean. “Even so, didn’t you feel her usefulness in this battle?”

Claude grinned at Lennok’s pitiful words.

“Lord Grisburn must have fought so well against Anathema. “If it weren’t for her struggle, Anathema wouldn’t have been able to unleash her full power so quickly.”

“….”

“Apart from martial arts, her killing skills are a rare talent. “If it’s a life-or-death fight, you have the talent to do your part in any situation.”

Claude spoke leisurely, holding the spear in his arms and wrapping the chain that bound Feisha around his shoulder.

“So, wouldn’t Deadrise also have noticed his talent and made Prince Grisburn the vanguard of the Balkan invasion?”

“That’s interesting. “Are you, Azlan, trying to evaluate my talent?”

Feisha, who was struggling, shed a wry smile.

“In that case, let me help you out. “Your talent is only half that of the army’s generals.”

“….”

“If you participated in the civil war, you would know. Bajur only deals with the best talents and talents. “You are nothing more than a charcoal stone covering up the true gem.”

“I guess you could think so.”

Claude nodded obediently.

“Compared to Lord Milose or Lord Songha, anyone would be shabby in front of him.”

“…Well, since I saw the beginning of the pilgrimage route, I will admit that you have talent. “Without prior knowledge, you wouldn’t even be aware that such a thing exists in the first place.”

The young smile on Feisha’s lips seemed to turn into self-deprecation for a moment.

Although he said that, was it because he realized that his situation was not very different from that of Claude?

Lennok, who was watching Feisha, responded in a pessimistic tone.

“When it comes to fighting, talent isn’t everything, so what’s the point?”

“….”

“Why are you doing that?”

“…no.”

“You wonder what kind of bullshit a guy who’s standing there relying on his natural talent is saying.”

Claude smiled awkwardly and Feisha giggled.

“Wizard. Aren’t you too full to talk about it? Doesn’t your conscience prick you?”

“If everything in the world were arranged in the order of innate talent and talent, Kaise Bajur would have saved the world long ago.”

“…what?”

Lennok responded calmly to Faisha, who was looking at her with a straight face.

“What you can do and what you cannot do are ultimately determined. “No matter how hard you try, if you hold on to one thing, you have to let go of the other.”

“….”

“What Kaise was trying to do was an attempt to prevent such efforts from being meaningless.”

Lennok closed his eyes.

“Now I think I understand a little bit what he was trying to achieve through the project…”

“You’re talking as if you’ve met Lord Bajur in person.”

Claude said with a strange expression.

“Did you have a personal relationship with the tower owner before he came to Balkan?”

“well.”

Lennok responded and turned his gaze towards Feisha.

“I think that’s enough of the small talk. “I feel like I’m slowly losing the strength to run wild.”

“Oh fuck!! right!! 이거 당장 풀라고 이 개새끼야!!”

Only then did Feisha start screaming and bouncing her body roughly.

“I don’t plan on keeping you tied up for long, so be patient. “I’m just taking you there because I have to stop by for a while.”

Lennok, who was watching her struggle as she was bound in chains and constantly jumping around, laughed.

“After I’m done with my business, I’ll take you back to Oliveira.”

“Fuck you bastard!! “Do you think I’ll become quiet if you tie me up like this?”

Feisha screamed loudly.

“No matter where you take me, I’m going to scream and be damned, so just give me a chance-!!!”

[Silence]

As soon as Lennok snapped his fingers, her shouting disappeared like a lie.

Even though the blood vessels are raised and screaming loudly, the silence is as if trapped by an invisible membrane.

While Innocence was looking at Lennok’s fingertips with a curious expression, Lennok opened his mouth.

“What Claude said is right. “I’m not sure if I should kill you now.”

Lennok, who turned completely towards Feisha, looked down at her with a grin on her face.

“Don’t you want to see how far that tough life will last?”

“….”

A question so incomprehensible that it is hard to believe that it is being said to an opponent whom one has trampled on and defeated.

Feisha closed her mouth with a twisted expression due to that strange feeling of intimidation, and Claud sighed softly.

“I guess we arrived near the outskirts of Balkan. “It appears to be the outskirts of Area 58.”

An old factory area with acrid fumes spreading out like fog.

Workers transporting materials between factories spot Lennok and his group and turn their gaze away, pretending not to notice.

Anyone who sees humans walking barefoot in the middle of the desert and arriving in the Balkans would react that way.

Claude adjusted his clothes as he felt the gaze increasing one by one.

“Then I will say hello here first.”

Claude said, holding the spear in his arms and bowing politely with both hands clasped.

“If the three of us were gathered in one place, it would be difficult to produce good sound. “I will visit the magic tower again soon to see the tower owner.”

“Is it okay if I don’t stop by Turyeonmun?”

Lennok asked after being handed the chain that bound Feisha.

“Your granddaughter will be waiting.”

“….”

Was Lennok’s question surprising?

After hesitating for a moment, Innocence smiled bitterly.

“The owner of the tower is more considerate than he appears.”

“You have a sprained eye. “What kind of crazy murderous bastard is-”

As soon as the magic was lifted, Claude looked relieved while covering Feisha’s fluttering mouth again.

“It’s okay. “Now he knows that I made a big mistake.”

“….”

“I try to distance myself from the text as I don’t know when the situation will worsen again. “Because it would be better for both of us.”

“You’ve already made your decision.”

“Because I know my subject well.”

Claude smiled.

“I was granted a brief reprieve by an incredible miracle. “Waiting here for a second miracle is too greedy, so I should do what I can where I am.”

“So you are going to visit my magic tower?”

“So you weren’t going to accept this poor old man now?”

Lennok and Claud looked at each other and smiled.

Maybe it’s because we’ve been thinking the same thing since we met at the conference and fought Anathema.

Although Claude Azlan is mentally unstable, he is a level 8 spearmaster with a relatively normal personality.

Even if he goes crazy and suffers from memory loss, as long as he is fine, he will be a great help to the tower.

After lightly greeting Claude, he left first and Lennok lightly gestured towards Feisha.

Suddenly!!

The base of the chain was cut off, leaving enough space for Feisha to stand on her own two feet.

“If you drag a sack in the middle of the city, you will gain unnecessary notoriety. “Try to walk yourself.”

“Be considerate. “If possible, why don’t you take off the chains that bind my arms?”

Feisha sarcastically stood up.

“I don’t know why you’re making such a fuss because of where you plan to go.”

“As I said, I plan to stop by the tower for a while and then go to Oliveira.”

Lennok said and turned his back.

“I have something to take, and I thought it would make things easier if I could lend you a hand.”

“What are you telling me to carry with my chained hands? “If you’re going to ask me for something like that, restore my magical power first.”

The reason Feisha cannot break free of the chains tied to her body is possible because she has no magical power left in her body.

After the fight with Lennok, he was taken prisoner by Oliveira and was not even able to receive proper nutrition.

He played his part in the battle against Anathema in such a frazzled condition that it’s almost a shame he’s still alive.

“I’m tired. I’m sleepy. “I’m so hungry I’m going crazy.”

As she walked behind Lennok, Feisha continued to babble.

“If you want my cooperation, immediately bring me the cream puffs sold in the downtown area.”

“Even if you throw sand at them, they have to eat quietly, so they are very picky. “Be patient.”

“What do you mean by holding in? “I’m thinking of bringing you some dog food-”

“We’ve arrived.”

Feisha’s endless grumbling stopped as soon as she saw the magic tower rising high on the other side of the street.

The shape of a huge tower tens of meters tall.

The newly reorganized downtown area centered around the Magic Tower and the sight of countless people walking around.

“You son of a bitch…”

Feisha’s expression twisted greatly as she looked at Lennok’s face.

She also knew that Lennok had built the tower with the loot he had taken from her.

From Feisha’s point of view, Lennok’s action of showing the magic tower is nothing more than a show off to remind himself of his defeat.

However, Lennok ignored Feisha’s reaction and headed straight to the magic tower.

“As I said, the situation has changed from before. “There are things that seem more useful than killing you now.”

As they walked down the ramp, Lennok looked back at Feisha.

“Now that I know he’s not at the level of a non-verbal beast, I might have more information to dig up about Deadrise.”

“You’re having a strange dream. “Even if you poke my head, I won’t have any information to give you.”

Feisha sneered as if she had been waiting.

“I withstood Oliveira’s magical eyes, but do you think I’ll just fall for your damn newspaper? At that time, I was deceived because of Bajur’s name…!!”

“I was deceived because of Bajur’s name.”

Lennok raised his gaze.

“That’s why I’m taking you to the tower now.”

“…what?”

Activate space transfer as soon as you enter the tower’s sphere of influence.

Holding Feisha’s new model in his hand, he moved to the office on the upper floor of the tower.

Parbat!!

Feisha, who stumbled in the spatial transfer and immediately regained her balance, and Lennok, who stumbled and sat down on the sofa.

The moment when Feisha was about to say something with a sneer on her face at the reaction of the guests as if they had been deceived.

“What the hell is going on?!”

The door to the office suddenly opened and a woman’s bewildered voice rang out.

“I heard the church attacked the conference and you killed the apostle. “I heard correctly, right?”

He is rapidly tapping the keyboard of his cell phone with both hands while holding dozens of payment documents at his side.

Even the hand gesture of swiping away the flowing curly hair as if it were annoying is bustling.

“Right now, because of that, the lines between the city council and the senate are overlapping, so the tower is unable to respond. We need to set clear guidelines so that we can respond properly-” “

…”

But instead of answering Jenny’s words, Lennok was leaning on the sofa and staring at Feisha.

This is because Feisha, whose arms were tied, was staring at Jenny’s face from the moment she appeared.

The ferocious attitude with which he constantly threw his life away and repeatedly cursed and threatened Lennok was everywhere.

He stands silently and looks at Jenny’s face, as if recalling someone from his memory.

Black, curly hair flowing over her shoulders. A familiar sharp jawline. Pale complexion due to fatigue.

Even after decades, familiar impressions and memories do not disappear.

As if I were superimposing the face of someone I had forgotten for a very long time on Jenny.

Jenny, who belatedly checked on Feisha, who was frozen in the middle of the office, had a strange expression on her face.

“…Paisha Grisburn?”

“Zenisia….”

Feisha, who had hesitated, answered naturally.

“…Bajur.”

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