Drug-Eating Genius Mage - Chapter 425

About things that have changed (3)

Saiolus Garteanon, Dean of Rabatenon University.

He is the one who directly established a magic university in a relatively large city, and is also a powerful wizard and persistent seeker of knowledge.

Even if only by the officially recorded age, it’s about the same as the Madric Onion that Lennok faced.

After reaching the highest rank, he walked the path of a researcher and never revealed any specific achievements, but the public thinks that he could not have crossed the wall of the highest rank.

However, apart from his achievements, his attempts and achievements in cultivating talented people who understand magic in this huge city are extremely highly regarded.

The evaluation and status of him among citizens is at a considerable level.

There are even some who say that if he retires from the dean’s position and enters politics in the future, the position of the city council member is as good as confirmed.

Inside the huge gothic hallway leading to the dean’s office.

Lennok nodded as he skimmed through the information Darby had been glancing across the network.

‘A temperament that is flexible and communicative rather than stubborn. Impressive in his excellent insight and versatility, unlike a high-ranking wizard… … .’

It is an undeniable fact that high-ranking wizards who dig deep into their own magic are self-righteous and difficult to communicate with.

Rather, it seems that Cyolus has a relatively smooth personality among those mages.

‘The basis for judgment tends to be biased toward political tone, but not selfish. As much as he is interested in nurturing younger students, he is also the type to actively use his position as dean… … .’

“Dabi, this is more detailed than I thought. Too specific… … Rather, it raises suspicion.”

Darby yawned in reply as Lennok was bewildered by Darby’s report, which was suspiciously detailed about Cyolus’ character and tendencies.

[A few years ago, I was audited as one of the city council candidates. Coincidentally, among the Master’s acquaintances, isn’t there an organism that serves in the Board of Audit and Inspection?]

“… … Borrowed Mayer’s network access to search the auditor’s database?”

[It’s not difficult if you have contact information, call history and voice recording files. I don’t know why, but organisms other than the master seem to have a tendency to be obsessed with biometric information to a strange extent. So I looked at the opportunity and collected it in the toad house.]

“… … .”

It’s been described as trivial, but it goes without saying how difficult it is to get data out of the city council’s auditor’s secure network.

Naturally, the power of the Brain Spirit, who had been asking for the data from the Board of Audit and Inspection, had already continued to grow in a direction different from that of Lennok.

It is inevitable that the magician and the spirit share some part of the image.

If so, does that mean that part of Lennok’s endless talent is also being expressed in a different way through Darby?

‘Come to think of it, it’s been a while since Davi also turned into Sammiho… … .’

As much as Lennok’s own growth, it is important to direct the growth of the spirit that accompanies him.

Originally, this kind of spirit magic research was conducted in parallel with Aris, but as she returned to the Mage Tower, it flowed to this point without any fuss.

Lennok nodded, wondering if Darby should buy some good catnip for the spirits.

“good. According to the data, the dean isn’t always a good person either. Hey, if you analyze it in this way, will anyone be seen as a good person… … .”

[The only good organisms are those that look up to me,]

Darby grumbled.

While I was thinking about when I should re-educate Darby on how to think of people other than Lennok, I passed through the hallway and arrived at the large door.

[If you don’t want to knock on the door, just come in.]

Hearing the gruff voice coming from inside the door, Lennok hesitated and immediately pulled the doorknob.

A large office suitable for the position of dean of a university.

It is impressive to see the chaotic landscape where old books that have only been read are casually thrown here and there.

The gray-haired old man, who was sitting sideways between the desks with his head bowed toward a pile of papers, glanced up.

“You walk faster than I thought. He doesn’t have the personality to be a scholar.”

“… … .”

“It’s natural to slow down when thinking about something. And a researcher is a job that always requires you to hold on to something and think about it. In that sense… … .”

Dean Siolus, who put down the pen he was holding, leaned back in his chair and grinned.

“Contrary to rumors, War Mage might be suitable for you.”

“This is Evan Bylon.”

Instead of replying, Lennok lowered his head slightly, and Siolus laughed out loud.

“Ha ha ha! It’s a joke. It’s not a job I can recommend as a mage who handles the same type of magic. Should I do bad things to my juniors?”

“… … You mean junior?”

It’s the same type of magic.

The moment Lennok raised his eyes, realizing what kind of magician Evan was now being recognized at this university.

[Buuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu]

A profuse hairball protruded from the back of the dean’s chair.

A ball of hair rolled through the strewn books peeked up at Lennok’s feet.

A cloud-like appearance that resembles a combination of a baby goat and cotton candy.

It is closer to a beast than a human, but the magic flowing from the inside is foreign and does not belong anywhere.

Lennok, who belatedly recognized the identity of the hairball, murmured.

“It’s a spirit.”

“A friend I made in my later years. After ascending to the Assumption, the research I was conducting was about how well a completed mage could accept other types of spells.”

[Boo-]

A hair ball rolling around the office with a small cry.

Its movement, mainly to and from Lennok’s feet, seemed to be asking him to come up with something he was hiding.

Encountering the wild spirit, Lennok smiled and took the Davi out of his arms.

[…] … ?!]

Darby crawls out of Lennok’s hand, sees a ball of hair rolling under her feet, and jumps from place to place.

Papapat!!

In an instant, Darby climbed onto Lennoc’s head on her arms and shoulders, her tail upright and glaring at the hairball.

[Boooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

.) Seeing that appearance, the hairball rolls his body here and there as if regretting it.

The dean saw Darby’s movements and his eyes lighted slightly.

“It seems clear that you have a high intelligence. I only heard of it as a rumor, but I knew it would be true.”

“Why?”

“Because spirits that are not highly intelligent tend to react in some way when they receive a lot of attention from humans.”

The dean, who turned the chair with a grin, hugged the hair ball and said.

“On the other hand, your spirit has never caused trouble even though it has received so much attention that it quickly became the mascot of the Department of Elements. It is proof that he fully recognizes the owner’s situation and knows how to be considerate.”

[…] … !]

Darby tapped the back of Lennok’s head with his tail as if to look at it.

I didn’t want to say anything because it was in front of other people, but it seemed that I liked what the dean said.

Lennok stared blankly at Siolus’ face, sighed softly, and sat down in the chair across from him.

The dean laughed when he saw Lennok like that.

“When you meet an elemental magician, it works better to praise the spirit rather than the magician. If you happen to meet a mage of the same lineage later, let me know.”

“Remember.”

“You seem to be able to speak moderately, so shall we get to the main point?”

Turning the chair around, the dean, who slipped out of the desk, picked up the thick file iron and showed it to Lennok across from him.

“It’s a circumstantial report on the incident. Let’s talk while reading.”

Lennok sat down on the sofa across from the thick desk and flipped through his files.

As soon as you turn a page, Lennok is greeted by red-tinged photos.

A hideous appearance of a workshop hidden in a small alcove covered in blood.

“Only the estimated blood volume is 20L. Considering the number of dispatched staff, it is like scraping the blood from the body all the way to the floor and smearing it all over the place.”

The dean, who looked at Lennok’s expression with interest, said,

“The owner of the workshop is Heilo Thompson. He was a military magician from a research institute directly under the city council, and even after he reached level 6, he refused government support and continued his independent research.”

The dean gave a small sigh and glanced back at Lennok.

“It seems that you were conducting a risky research as much as your skills supported it, and in the process, you used the results of your thesis.”

“… … .”

“A nearby business that paid royalties to the thesis and developed the engine recognized this fact and protested to us, and sent an administrative staff member to find out the details, but… … .”

Is that how things turned out?

Lennok pondered for a moment before asking.

“Are you still keeping this matter a secret from the outside world?”

“I reported it to the police and the scene of the incident was all settled. It’s just that I didn’t report the specific situation to the city government’s technology management bureau.”

the dean replied.

“The dissertation on the substitution of electric power and magic power that you wrote does not end in an academic sense, and properly penetrates the energy field with many applications in various fields.”

“okay.”

“That’s why, if you report this to the Technology Management Bureau, they will try to thoroughly protect the copyright of your thesis as well as your recruit.”

“… … .”

“But from your disposition and attitude I’ve seen so far, you seem to be bothered by that kind of attention.”

As expected, did he know that Lennok had been hiding behind Aris’s lab, writing papers, and maintaining his performance as an assistant professor?

I heard that he was a busy person in many ways, but the dean was exactly aware of what was going on in the school.

“You were the one who made the first responder when Guido’s missionary went wild, right? I don’t know if Aris cares for you so much that she hid the whole situation, but I do understand that you don’t want to be in the spotlight as much.”

The dean chuckled at Lennok.

“I also don’t want to hand over talented people to the Technology Management Bureau like this.”

Lennok also laughed at his easy-going attitude, which was not typical of an old high-ranking wizard.

I’ve heard that he’s the same age as Madrich Onion, but his personality and the density of his conversations are completely different from those of the commander he dealt with.

At that age, he must have a rough idea of where this world is heading, but as a dean, is he trying to focus on what he can do?

It was enough to measure the distance.

“I make a deal. I will take care of this matter.”

“… … Are you?”

“If you find the culprit who killed the employees and hand it over to the Faculty Department, you won’t have to report it to the Technology Management Bureau.”

Lennok said that and slowly raised his mana.

At the same time, the magical energy flowing from Dabi’s body resonates and slowly boosts her energy.

slow and slow. but never dull. To the point of never showing Lennok’s true face.

ugh… … !!

Darby and Lennok resonate, and the burst of magic rages in the middle of the office.

[Boo-woo… … !]

The hairball spirit rolling on the floor let out an uneasy cry.

The dean’s wrinkled face, which at first looked at Lennok with a slight bewilderment, slowly began to turn into amazement.

“No wait… … . Are you a lieutenant… … .!!”

Lennok spoke again before the surprise was over.

“Instead, the dean, please connect me to the Central Council Connection.”

“… … What did you say?”

Lennox smiled before answering.

It was because he already had a rough idea of what title Cyolus held by snooping through the database of the Board of Audit and Inspection through Darby.

“You are not yet a member of the parliament, but you have been serving as a technical advisor to the Central Council.”

“… … .”

“All you have to do is arrange a suitable seat for that advisory board. A position like an attendant secretary or clerk would be appropriate.”

Now that Aris has left college for a while and Lennok’s achievements are becoming more and more human.

However, even at this point, Lennok had no intention of abandoning the identity of Evan he had created.

The status of Evan Bylon, which was very lax even when he first made it, has been firmly established with Aris’ guarantee and steady progress over the years.

If so, shouldn’t we find a way to use this identity in a different way?

As more secrets are learned, Lennok’s approach must also change.

Lennok was thinking of using Evan Bylon’s identity and ability to directly infiltrate the innermost part of the city council.

Lennok’s remarks were bold enough to feel somewhat rude.

However, the story is different if the fact that Lennok has been hiding his achievements so far and the fact that he shook the entire academic world with a single paper are combined.

The dean, too, began to think carefully about the terms of the transaction rather than react blindly.

Why is Lennok trying to impress the dean with his sudden achievements at this point?

Also, what would benefit each other through this transaction?

“… … He was a friend who was more ambitious than I thought. Have you been hiding your achievements for this… … ? That patience is very impressive. I admit it.

“… … .”

“But the price is not right. Do you know?”

The dean’s eyes had changed to those of a cold-hearted resourceful.

“The reason I called you on this occasion was to prevent you from becoming a nuisance to each other. It’s not enough to trust you and push you into the advisory board… … Not enough.”

What Lennok said just now means that he wants to approach a key position inside the city council on the back of the dean’s personal connections.

Indeed, since this is a questionable remark, it is the dean’s job to take responsibility when Lennok does something stupid.

It is an absurdly unbalanced situation to give up the position in exchange for taking care of this matter.

But Lennok smiled at the roundabout refusal.

In any case, just expressing your opinion on this topic meant that the dean was willing to accept it as long as the terms of the deal were met.

From the standpoint of the dean, who has already been halfway appointed as a member of the National Assembly, it is said that he does not have much regret for the position of technical advisor to the Central Council.

Lennok took out a piece of paper from within his bosom and set it down in front of the dean’s eyes.

Took.

“What is this?”

“This is a plan that briefly summarizes the themes and contents of my second thesis.”

“… … !!!!”

The dean opened his eyes, picked it up, and began examining it.

Lennok looked at him and slowly added his words.

“The Balkan Magic Engineering Fair in about two months. On the condition that I present this thesis there on behalf of the University of Rabatenon. How is it?”

A large-scale event and festival where all researchers and certified magicians active in Balkan gather together.

A place where a vast amount of capital and manpower are gathered, not only research institutes directly under the city council, but also important figures of the Mage Tower and magicians of the Spell Federation.

There, he publishes the second thesis of the author of the dissertation on the substitution of magical power and electric power, and takes all the glory in the name of Rabatenon University.

From the dean’s point of view, it is proof that the university’s name has been raised and excellent talent has been produced, and it is a golden opportunity to take a strong position.

However, the dean’s hands holding onto the thesis research plan were faintly trembling.

“This is nonsense… … . Couldn’t it be possible to prove this subject in reality and write it as a theory… … ?”

“If it wasn’t possible, I wouldn’t even show it this way.”

Lennok stood up slowly, expressionless.

[Boo… … .]

As if the hair ball was regretting it, it rolled all the way to Lennok’s feet.

When I bent down and stroked the hairball for a while, the spirit let out a pleasant cry.

[Boo-woo.]

[…] … .]

Shasha shock!!

Darby, sitting on his shoulder, wagged his tail in front of Lennok’s eyes.

Lennok, who smiled and removed his tail, greeted the frozen dean and turned his back.

“Once we finish this, let’s talk about it again. Since I mentioned it first, it would be quicker to show it directly to the dean.”

“… … We will provide the necessary manpower here. Only the time and place will be communicated before departure.”

“All right.”

After opening the door to the dean’s office, Lennok immediately groped in his arms and took out his cell phone.

“It’s been a while. Do you want to work together?”

Even if you borrow Darby’s power like before, it will bring you some good information, but rumors about incident records such as crime scenes that are left offline are also important clues.

You didn’t have to go far to leave an expert in the field.

The appearance of Lennok leaving the main school building while continuing to talk on the phone.

Darby, who had been sneaking a peek inside the coat, secretly licked his lips.

[Boo boo… … ?]

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