Drug-Eating Genius Mage - Chapter 21

The news that Madrea Falseir had passed away at the end of her life span hit the Balkans with great intensity.

Apart from the fact that she stood on the side of the Philenom Dominion, there were still many people who admired and longed for the existence of an Ascendant.

The city government, which always seemed to be there, acted quickly.

It declared a two-day holiday and simultaneously announced that it would settle the confusion.

In effect, it was nothing more than a declaration from the city government to give them two days of freedom and time to shut up, but everyone accepted it.

The media, the government, the citizens, the police… That was enough time for everyone to mourn the Ascendant’s final moments.

“The root cause is that.”

Jenny returned to the bar after the summons was over and said.

She was already chain-smoking more than 5 cigarettes, as if she was under a lot of stress at the place she was called in.

“Excessive abuse and indiscriminate discrimination by prisoners of the Dominion… There are many reasons, but one was decisive.”

The top-secret project ‘Black Consumer’ was carried out in an undeveloped district.

The plan, which was said to have acted as a direct cause for the creation of contaminants, was the direct cause that ignited the war of nerves with the Dominion.

Contrary to the opinion of the city government inspection team, which announced that there were no human experiments, evidence leaked from inside the council that experiments were conducted on prisoners of the Dominion.

It was a battle that the Balkan city government could not win from the moment the truth of the experiments committed against prisoners in violation of rules and ethics between cities was revealed.

It is also understandable that the city government unconditionally bowed down and went in, as the ascendant also raised the hand of the self-government.

“……”

However, Lennok couldn’t help but ponder whether that was really the only reason she came to Balkan.

Was the Dominion’s victory really the only thing Madrea Falseer wanted to see at the end of her life?

If Lennok’s existence had been trampled on by her gaze that looked into both the past and the future…

After her death, Lennok was still unable to shake off his delusion at the question that he could not know the answer to.

I can only keep in my memory the name she said, Alcaid.

“The problem starts now.”

said Jordan, who was stirring the smoke that wafted from her side.

“I don’t know what the Heavenly Dog was thinking when it came to this, but as a result, the existence of the Ascendant who led this unilateral agreement disappeared.”

“You mean you’re moving from the Balkans again?”

“Of course not right now. But the city government won’t intend to keep this unfavorable pact for long. He can take a moderate stance a few times, but he won’t mind taking a radical one.”

Although it is not possible to know the exact contents of the agreement, what he wanted to say was simple.

Lennok murmured gloomily.

“…So you’re saying there could be a war.”

A fleeting peace forged by the great ascendant at the cost of his life.

The gloomy feeling that that fleeting moment would not last long.

Jenny took the word nonchalantly.

“Considering the prestige of seeing the past and the future at the same time, the city government won’t take a hard line from the beginning… but they won’t care about the dead for so long.”

Looking at Jenny, who muttered that this was the first time that an Ascendant intervened in a dispute between cities in this way, Lennok thought.

I don’t even know about this city properly yet, but I never thought I’d have trouble with other areas like this already.

Of course, since Evan Bylon, the identity that Lennok expelled, is just an ordinary citizen, he will not suddenly be conscripted somewhere if a war breaks out, but it is a problem that cannot be ignored by Van, who is making money on this side.

In any case, the fact that there is nothing he can do right now does not change.

Lennok asked, dragging the cigarette from his mouth into the ashtray in the corner of the bar.

“It would be impossible to accept work today.”

“It will take 48 hours at the earliest for the city government and other clients to properly understand the situation and operate normally. Please wait until then.”

I nod my head and get up from my seat.

Lennok thought slowly as he left the bar.

What if Madrea came to Balkan because she already knew of Lennok’s existence?

If it had been to directly confirm the result without a cause, as she said… He

wouldn’t have given up his life just because of it, but Lennok couldn’t help but feel something strange as he recalled his conversation with her.

The tone of his voice was calm and restrained, as if he had been waiting to meet Lennok’s gaze.

It would be difficult for him to understand the emotions of the ascendant, but the brief encounter was awkward in many ways to be dismissed as a coincidence.

Did she really fully understand Lennok’s disparate talents?

Maybe he really missed the person who could have been a real helper.

“………”

It was meaningless to think about it for a long time.

I was rummaging around in my arms to find a cigarette, but I sprained my hand and dropped another object.

“This….?”

A mechanism resembling a white fountain pen.

The laser cutting machine he stole from the gangsters he financed right after he escaped the factory.

At first, it seems that it was often held in the hand for self-defense, but it has become largely useless after the use of shooting assist magic.

Lennok reached down to pick up the cutter that had fallen to the floor.

Tueok!!

But first, someone’s thick boots step on the cutter and won’t let go.

“……What is it?”

I knew the opponent was approaching, but I was annoyed by Lennok’s tone, not thinking that he would start a fight like this.

“That’s what I’m going to say, you skinny bastard.”

The bulbous nose, overgrown with a beard, grunted.

The candidate for Santa Claus is a middle-aged man who has not been able to get a job and looks like he has been pierced.

A very strong smell of oil emanated from his body, and his face was flushed red, probably because he had drunk a large glass of alcohol.

“Who are you to spill my things on the floor recklessly?”

“Is this your thing?”

It’s been a long time since I’ve had such an absurd fight, but there’s no reason to avoid it.

As Lennok raised his mana and took a step forward, the man squealed.

“He was a fucking wizard. Save me!!”

“……”

Lennok was speechless at the sight of the man lying flat on the floor as he said that.

Annoyed, he blatantly spewed out his mana, but he seemed to notice it in an instant.

Lennok asked after receiving the laser cutting machine the man held out and wiping it off with his sleeve.

“What do you mean by your things?”

If it wasn’t for Lennok’s memory being confused, the man wouldn’t have been there when he took the cutter.

Or did those bullies even steal the cutter from this man?

The man replied with a blunt face.

“no. Made in my store, so it’s mine. Does it mean anything else?”

“This cutter is from Dyke.”

Lennok, who also remembered the conversation between the bullies, turned the cutter over and showed the brand, but the man did not budge.

“If it’s a product I’ve modified myself, it’s mine.”

“remodeling….? Oh, then you are that…”

Come to think of it, the gangsters said they had to pay the old lady.

Was that what this person meant? There is no coincidence like this.

Lennok laughed as he put the cutter into his bosom.

“If you sold it for money, it’s a customer’s property. Why is it yours?”

“Damn it… This is why I can’t communicate with people who don’t know craftsmanship.”

The man sighed deeply and waved his hands.

“it’s okay. Anyway, since you have it, you must be my customer. If you need anything later, come to the store. I’m sorry about what happened today.”

He said that, and without answering, he disappeared.

The problem was that Lennok had no idea who he was or where the store was.

‘Should I ask Jenny if I remember later?’

Come to think of it, I decided to devise a means to gather information, but I was idly letting go of it.

I can’t just rely on Jenny or Jordan’s words, so I’ll have to find a way…. It seemed difficult without selling my own feet.

I shook my head and headed home.

Two days passed and as soon as Lennok received a call from Jenny, he left the studio again.

[I got a request right after my name was registered on the deep web. But this time… I think you’ll have to judge for yourself.]

It seems that the situation is quite serious to ignore her timid voice

.

“………”

“Half this way.”

Once inside, Jordan immediately took him to the back office.

It was used when dealing with Amnac Pharmaceuticals.

Two people sitting on soft chairs waiting for him.

A man in a suit with his back turned to Jenny and Lennok, who were seated across from him.

Unusually, it dyes its hair a very deep blue light green and wears earrings in its ears.

Hearing the door open, the man turned around and waved his hand.

“Oh, you’re here.”

He is a man who exudes a somewhat sloppy atmosphere even though he is dressed in a tight suit and wearing sleek shoes.

No magic power leaked from his body, but Lennok never looked down on men.

Opponents who don’t exude magic power on the outside exist without limit, even on this floor.

I don’t know if it’s a natural constitution like Maoren’s, or if it’s because of the vast difference in level like an ascendant’s.

While Lennok sat down next to Jenny, Jordan quietly closed the door and disappeared across the hallway.

Certainly he tended to refrain from interfering more than was necessary in these matters.

Even as the two of them sat down, the man said nothing for a while, staring at Lennok.

The strong interest in those eyes intrigued Lennok.

“Is this your first time seeing a wizard?”

“uh. See you first.”

An answer beyond imagination.

The man then grinned. It’s a strange smile that goes from ear to ear.

A sharp force that makes your skin feel tingly. This is not an attitude the client would want to exhibit.

“It’s really strange.”

“……..”

“Among the guys who work alone, I’ve rescued a few kids who fight well, but this is the first time I’ve seen a wizard. It’s not even Gaara, he’s a real proper guy.”

“hey.”

said Lennok with an expressionless face.

“uh?”

“Do you know me?”

“…..what?”

“I don’t know why you’re arguing in front of strangers.”

Whoa!!

As he stood up, he immediately raised his mana.

Spinning her magic power to the maximum, she slams the man in front of her.

Lennok’s ability to seize magical power had grown to the point where he could actually physically interfere if he used his full power.

Watching the man’s face turn pale in an instant, Lennok slowly took out the cutter from his bosom.

Geeing…!!

Lennok said quietly as he held the sparking cutter in front of the man’s eyes.

“If you want to entrust the work, you have to shake your mouth straight. It’s not about touching a nerve and measuring the angle.”

Lennok was not very familiar with this kind of human being, but he knew roughly how to deal with it.

He constantly checks whether the opponent is stronger or weaker than himself, and once he has an advantage, he will carry that attitude to the end.

Instead of sitting still and watching how the other side came out, it was right to press hard from the beginning so that there was no backlash.

And Lennok already had the ability to do that.

Jenny hadn’t said anything since Lennok stood up.

Lennok looked down at the man and in an instant released the magical power that was holding him down.

Whoop-!

Only then did the man turn his stiff neck, glance up at Lennok, and nod.

“…Okay, I apologize. You were more of a hot-tempered friend than I heard.”

Even though he had been strangled until just now, he did not shrink and sent a grin on the other side.

It was a more pleasant response than I thought, but Lennok ignored it.

This man is a qualitatively different kind of human being like Dylan.

The fact that he showed such an attitude when he came to order a request is evidence that the line between enemy and ally is blurred.

Just by looking at it from the outside, it looked more like a beast than a human.

‘Yasura….’

After thinking that far, I guessed the man’s true identity.

As Lennok was about to sit down again, the man smirked again.

“By the way, was that cutting machine remodeled by old man? I thought he died a long time ago, but it looks like he’s still alive and doing that thing.”

“what?”

“If you don’t want to answer, you can’t. Say hello later. I mean, our head of security is doing it very well.”

The man winked, took out a business card from his pocket and put it on the desk.

“The situation has come to this, but should I introduce myself? it’s kylian I belong to the support team at the company that made the cutter you just held.”

At the completely unexpected remark, Lennok inadvertently looked down at the cutter still in his hand.

Dyke.

The brand, drawn elegantly in cursive, was vividly shining.

The man looked down at him happily and said.

“The Dyke Headquarters is trying to hire you directly. How would you like to hear the terms?”