Drug-Eating Genius Mage - Chapter 833

Genius Magician Who Takes Medicine Chapter 833:

Handover (1)

A small garden behind the old cathedral where Hilea lives.

Lennok sighed as he turned on his magical power to clear the signs of presence and sat down on a bench in a dark park.

It was obvious who the culprit was who had pushed out all the deep web posts and caused chaos all over the site.

Lennok looked at Dabi with a smiling expression and muttered.

“…I’m sure they told you not to leave any unnecessary traces.”

[Abububu.]

Dabi protested, his cheeks sagging as he was held by Lennok’s hand.

The appearance of a spirit waving its front paws and shaking its head desperately towards Lennok.

Lennok, who was looking at this disapprovingly, sighed and let go of Dabi.

“I don’t know what this is. “Do you want to play around on the deep web and listen to psychopaths?”

[master. There is a misunderstanding.]

Dabi got down on Lennok’s lap and explained.

[I’m not the one who’s listening to the mentally ill.]

“Oh yeah. “You mean it wasn’t you?”

Lennok asked back with a look of complete disbelief.

“I guess I underestimated the crazy people in this city, there are more hackers on the deep web than you who advertise themselves as fox lovers all over the network.”

[Hehe, you don’t have to be that surprised.]

Dabi said, standing on Lennok’s lap and puffing out his chest.

[That’s just one of my multiple accounts!]

“….”

Dabi, who didn’t notice Lennok’s cold gaze, confidently explained.

[I use this account as an uploader on the deep web, but every time it appears, it acts like an interest-seeking account and pushes away comments. He is a very useful friend.]

“That’s not being like an attention seeker. “It’s just what it is.”

[No, Master. I realized.]

Dabi paid no heed to Lennok’s rebuttal and raised his front paw above his head as if he had come to enlightenment.

[If you always pretend to be crazy, organisms won’t notice even if you make calculated moves sometimes!!]

“No, that’s….”

[It’s an account with a clearly defined concept and role, so to be precise, that’s not me. [Yes.]

Lennok tried to say something to that statement, but then sighed and nodded.

Because it was obvious from whom Dabi learned such bad methods.

Dabi, who has followed Lennok’s movements most closely, would understand more clearly than anyone else how usefully Lennok has used his multiple identities.

If Dabi has been using it as a means for his own activities on the deep web, then there is nothing to say.

If there is a problem…

“Dabi.”

Lennok said, lowering his posture slightly after placing the young spirit on the bench.

“Be honest. “When I first created you, I didn’t expect you to grow this much.”

[….]

“In a way, you exist beyond my expectations at every moment. It is true that even now, I am receiving a lot of help from your abilities. But…”

Lennok slowly chose his words, making eye contact with his bright blue eyes.

“You should think a little more carefully when imitating me in the future.’

[Why?]

“Because you are an entity created by me, but you are also an individual with different talents and abilities than me.”

Lennok said as he stroked Dabi’s head.

“Imitating me is nothing more than an act of imitating my possibilities and potential, and in the end, it only remains a subordinate object of me.”

[….]

Born in the forebrain space, Dabi’s abilities are completely different from Lennok’s talents.

Considering that Dabi is a spirit born through Lennok’s magic, it is truly a miracle.

However, if Dabi follows Lennok and follows his methods like he does now, he will end up becoming similar to Lennok.

And it will never go beyond Lennok, it will just get closer to backwards compatibility.

Dabi, who had been silent as if he sensed something from Lennok’s ever sincere words, spoke.

[But… I would be fine if I became a sub-object of the master.]

“It would be okay if it were someone else.”

Lennok answered quietly.

“But you are different. “Because they were born based on me, if they imitate me beyond a certain level… they will also bear the backlash.”

Lennok’s transcendent talent is not a power given for free.

A discipline that is like a kind of bondage based on severe penalties that binds his body.

If Davi becomes similar to Lennok, it is highly likely that Lennok’s penalty will also be carried in a similar form.

That would be a truly fatal danger for Dabi, who exists as a spirit.

Lennok realized this and thought he should have warned him in advance.

“I’m not saying you should quit right away. It’s not like everything you do just follows me. But you have to keep the worst possibility in mind.”

[….]

“You were born in this world less than 10 years ago, and there are facts you need to know when making a choice. “I…”

Lennok chuckled as he sat down on the bench, petting Dabi without saying a word.

“I wish you lived longer than me.”

How much time does Lennok have left in the future?

10 years or 20 years? Maybe even shorter than that.

Jaein Park’s penalty is not a restraint that Lennok himself can estimate, and it is impossible to accurately recognize the remaining time.

That’s why I always tried to do my best at every moment and leave no regrets.

But what if Lennok’s remaining time runs out before the world ends?

And if this young spirit remains by Lennok’s side until then.

What awaits the Thunder Spirit left alone in this world?

Just thinking about it makes his heart ache, but Lennok admits that he must prepare for an ending that may come at any moment.

Is it because of the pendant Oris gave me as a gift, or is it because I have been through so much for so long?

Unlike before, even if Lennok himself meets the end first, there is something that remains in this world.

Thinking about that, it felt like a little bit of comfort.

[Okay.]

Dabi answered, his six-pronged tail hanging down.

Dabi was crouching down on Lennok’s lap as if he were depressed, but then he jerked his head up as if he remembered something.

[Then, for the time being, I will try to be active on the deep web with only one account!]

“….”

An innocent question that makes me doubt whether I have properly listened to what was said so far.

Lennok, who was looking down at Dabi in shock, soon relaxed his expression and smiled.

“okay. do whatever you want.”

Dabi’s personal growth was much faster, more solid, and more stable than Lennok expected.

This may be because Dabi worked hard to exist as an independent entity on his own, separate from Lennok himself.

No matter what choice this young spirit made, Lennok was fully trusting and ready to help.

“Still, I’ll have to pay the penalty for being reckless, right?”

[Ugh.]

Aside from that, there is a law that deserves punishment for turning the deep web upside down.

Lennok returned to the cathedral, tying Dabi’s tail into a knot and hanging it in the inside pocket of his robe.

Hilea looked at Lennok with a puzzled look and called him out.

“Victor, where have you been?”

“I have some business to sort out for a while. “What about the deep web?”

“…The situation ended because of that crazy uploader earlier. “It feels like everyone gave up a long time ago.”

Hilea shook her head.

“At least there won’t be any talk about it on public bulletin boards for a while.”

“Right.”

Dabi’s chosen method was so reckless that Lennok was surprised, but it was all the more effective.

On the deep web, where each other’s personal information is unknown, opponents with strange obsessions and inclinations are objects of avoidance, not hostility.

It would be even more so if the other person was a brilliant hacker like Dabi.

It may be difficult to prevent videos leaked anywhere other than the deep web, but this is enough for now.

While Lennok was thinking like that, Hilea held out a piece of paper.

“This is an official document leaked from Deadrise Command.”

“….”

“We included satellite cities near the Balkans as a new operational area. Do you understand what this means?”

A rough piece of paper with all kinds of complicated corps markings engraved on it. A list of the operational areas of the various legions listed therein.

Is the operational area statement leaked directly to the mass media by a private military company covering the Central Front?

As soon as Lennok saw it, he could understand why Hilea had shown this.

The lightning suppression operation that Damus mentioned.

He included a satellite city near the Balkans in Deadrise’s operational area and announced as soon as the meeting ended that what he had said was not a lie.

“Damus… he’s definitely a troublesome man. That’s how capable he is.”

Hilea, sitting at the end of the quiet chapel, spoke with a tired look.

“While making the purpose clear, he does not forget his position as one on both sides of the Legion and the Battle of Pandemonium. “Of all the people who have tried to use this area recently, I think he has the best political sense.”

“….”

“To be honest, subjugating lightning is too risky. “If Fastener hadn’t been suffering from multiple injuries in the first place, it wouldn’t have even been discussed like this.”

“well.”

Lennok answered harshly and tilted his head.

Deep black eye light flashed inside the obsidian mask.

“For that matter, you didn’t even try to mediate the situation.”

Hilea’s complexion hardened slightly at Lennok’s cold words.

“They say there was a doctor, but unlike last time, he didn’t even try to continue the agenda. “I only focused on throwing out formal topics and observing the reactions.”

“Victor, that’s…”

While Hilea summoned the members for a meeting, he did not directly bring up any topic other than Yorta’s agenda.

The agenda related to the subjugation of the lightning began with Chevien and was completed by Damus.

However, Hilea did not settle or dissuade the conflicting meeting and simply observed the situation quietly.

Maybe she was being faithful to her role as a broker, but it didn’t feel like this when she first called the meeting.

Lennok had already recognized the sense of discomfort in the gap in the reaction.

“Hi Leah.”

Was he feeling pressured just by pointing out that fact?

Lennok summoned the pale-faced nun and spoke as he calmed down his magic.

“I have no intention of disparaging your attempts to bring balance to the organization. “That is probably not your doctor’s job, but the director’s decision to take note of your talent.”

“….”

“But no matter what deal you made with Damus or how you tried to influence the attendees… you need to be careful when doing things.”

Lennok said, slowly leaning back in his chair.

“If the main audience starts to change, I don’t think there will be any reason to watch it for long anymore.”

“…okay. “Keep that in mind.”

Hilea barely relaxed her stiff face and answered.

“But I can assure you that it won’t be harmful to them. It’s not like I’m tied to Deadrise. However, in terms of assessing the power of the Pandemonium Battle…”

“That’s it.” I have no intention of hearing a detailed explanation now. Instead-”

Jjiing…!!

Lennok, who had interrupted Hilea, paused for a moment as a sharp pain ran up his spine.

In a moment, the painkiller’s effectiveness wore off and I felt my limbs go numb and my knees buckle.

Lennok, who had finally regained his composure, continued speaking while leaning on a chair in the chapel.

“Tell the leader that I’m ready. “It doesn’t matter anytime.”

“…What if there is no answer?”

“But I’m sure you’re listening.”

Lennok laughed.

“Because he’ll know better whether I’m ready or not.”

“….”

The collapse of the memorial tower and the Machina massacre. Leader and leader.

The secret history of the Black Consumer Project surrounding Kaise Bajur.

Lennok traced his memories of the past by looking back at the two cities that had been built before Balkan, and now little by little he was realizing what had happened in these cities.

Just like the cult leader did when he saw Lennok, the leader probably knows it too.

Delivering the message through Kroken is a direct expression of the leader’s will to Lennok.

The relationship between himself and Lennok, which he had pretended not to know until now.

A confirmation that I would once again talk about old memories that I didn’t necessarily want to attach meaning to.

There was no need to hesitate as long as it was confirmed.

“Then…”

“Wait a minute.”

Hilea walked quickly towards Lennok, who was staggering around, and held out something.

A case containing several items that look like silver bundles.

“It’s Shin Yeol-je. “If you take it, it will temporarily separate your body from your consciousness, allowing you to distance yourself from the pain of reality.”

Hilea said quietly.

“It’s an item made by a religious group that was destroyed by a religious cult to help its followers meet God.”

“….”

“If you can’t stand the pain, try one. “If you eat it often, you may never come back, so be careful.”

“Well… I don’t think it will be of much use.”

In the first place, for a wizard with strong self-consciousness like Lennok, the gap between body and mind does not easily arise.

Even in Yorta, where all kinds of military spirits live, Lennok’s spirit or spirit has never been shaken.

As Damon, a hero from the central city, said, there is an inviolable purity in Lennok that he is not even aware of.

Unless Lennok himself wants it to happen, there will be no interference with the soul.

However, even though Lennok said that, he accepted the fever medicine given by Hilea and took it.

There’s no need to refuse an item, and it might be useful to someone other than Lennok.

What bothered me more was that Hilea had noticed Lennok’s painful reaction.

This probably means that Rennok’s condition is so bad that he can’t hide the aftermath of the battle in Yorta.

Lennok turned his head, leaning helplessly against the cathedral door, and his eyes shined behind his mask.

“You know, but everything that happened today must be kept secret.”

“…I think so even if you don’t say it. “What do you think of me?”

“If news related to me leaks out, I think it’s their fault.”

“I don’t want to die either. do it yourself.”

Even with a pale complexion that had not yet gone away, Hilea responded as if it were absurd and disappeared behind the chapel.

You may be thinking of contacting other members who did not participate in this meeting.

Lennok left the quiet cathedral and immediately left District 21.

“Whew…” As

soon as I finished my meeting with Hilea, my concentration suddenly started to fade.

With my consciousness so blurred that I didn’t even know how I got there, I arrived near the house and took off the obsidian mask.

Dabi looked pitifully at me as I blew out the tobacco with trembling hands and barely managed to light it.

[Let’s go home quickly. Master needs to rest first.]

“…Jenny?”

[I received a call as soon as I entered the communication zone, but I will reply appropriately.]

“…”

Lennok was about to answer that question, but then he looked at himself and smiled bitterly.

The morning has just dawned.

The sight of people leaning on their bikes and smoking cigarettes with dead expressions as they commute down the street to work.

My head is pounding, my consciousness is spinning, and the vibrancy around me feels distant rather than touching my skin.

Even though I didn’t take the fever medicine Hilea gave me, I felt a strange floating feeling as if my body and head were moving away from each other.

The fatigue and pain that had been suppressed by the medicine seemed to spread like paint and slowly soak the entire body.

Should I have rested a little more in Yorta?

However, the fact that the memorial tower had collapsed would have been known throughout the continent, so they had to get out before they were caught by outsiders who came after hearing the news.

There were not many points where the judgment was wrong. It’s just that the strength needed to make the best choice did not meet expectations.

The more he thought about it, the more regret he felt, but Lennoc gritted his teeth and slowly came to his senses.

“…okay. “Let’s do that.”

After handing over my phone to Dabi, I opened the door to the mansion and went inside.

I washed it with water, fumbled with opening the medicine bottle lined up on the sink, chewed it, and swallowed it.

“Hahaha….”

I sat down on the bed, drank a lot of water, and then slowly laid down.

When I lay there with my head pounding and my breathing slowing down, paralyzed in pain of unknown origin, I always thought about the past.

If I fall asleep like this, I might never be able to open my eyes again.

A long time ago, I used to worry about this every day and fall asleep in pain.

After ruminating over the pain and worry over and over again, swallowing back tears that won’t come out, I fall asleep – and

wake up with the relief that I survived the day.

The morning of the day I returned to the Balkans after a long trip to the military town.

Without opening his eyes despite the pouring sunlight, Lennok fell into a restless sleep for the first time in months.

* * *

Megalopolis Balkan District 49. Jenny’s bar.

“jenny!!”

bang!!

The door of the crowded bar opened wide and several people poured in.

The surrounding attention is instantly drawn to the various appearances and the unique atmosphere that spreads magical power, and then disperses.

This is because customers who visit this bar know who the people who just entered the bar are.

Jenny, who was sitting at the bar typing on her laptop, saw this and scratched her head in annoyance.

“I must have told you 10 times not to kick down the door. “You changed that a few days ago, you idiot!”

“No, there are more important things than that!!”

Dylan, a mercenary wearing a strange mask, took out his cell phone while sweating profusely.

“I received a reply from my class. “You saw it too, right?”

“…however?”

“You bastard. It suddenly became strange. “I’m not the type of person who normally sends replies like this.”

Dylan said that and showed Jenny the message that had arrived on his phone.

A reply to a message I sent saying it was difficult to see my face without making it seem like I was paying too much attention.

[Dylan. I’m okay. I recently met the organism of my life and am doing very well.]

“….”

[It is a very delicate, capable and excellent organism. An organism that I can trust and entrust with all my work.]

Dylan looked at Jenny with a serious expression. asked.

“I think Ban has finally gone crazy.”

“….”

The bar fell into quiet silence.