Drug-Eating Genius Mage - Chapter 977

The Medicine-Taking Genius Wizard

Chapter 977: Library of Darkness (5)

If you think about it, the very existence of Nox Biblio was a space that directly denied the concept of the magic that Lennok had learned.

Subspace is a power that Lennok, who has mastered both spatial magic and manipulation techniques, can only create by borrowing the power of a summoned beast.

A unique feat of building such a sub-space to an overwhelming size and not only using it as a library, but also collecting and storing evil arts from the old world.

A transcendence that seems to have evaded the laws of this world that shape, construct, and manifest large-scale subspace regardless of location and environment.

A sense of incongruity that a dark library with such power exists without being tied to any profit or loss relationship.

Lennok had noticed that the sense of incongruity itself was a contradiction based on the powerful power of a transcendent being who transcended mutual understanding.

Proof that the existence of Nox Biblio is based on transcendental concepts, to the extent that level 8 warlock Tillian is satisfied with the position of library librarian.

It is not a level 9 ascendant challenging the ascension nor an apocalypse swimming in the open sea.

A transcendental who attempted to ascend to heaven in the second world and succeeded.

The necromancer I encountered in my memories eventually succeeded in ascending to heaven and inscribing his existence in the third world.

“The person I saw was a madman who, for his own ascension, started a war, caused two continents to collide, and committed massacre.”

Lennok’s eyes sank deeply as he looked at the laughing skeleton.

“Your method of ‘pulling down’ the third world and challenging ascension was an unprecedented idea that had never existed in any other world.”

[….]

“Why are you content with just pretending to be the owner of the library?”

A necromancer with spirituality superior to that of anyone else in all three worlds.

Richie Naoise Penn did not treat ascension as simply a feat of passing to the third world.

He stayed true to his essence as a necromancer to the limit and created a third world that did not yet exist.

Even the religious leader praised his idea of ‘bringing down’ the world rather than transcending it.

In the process, in order to increase the power of necromancy, he started a war across two continents and committed countless massacres.

Lennok also had to admit that the idea itself was truly astonishing.

A dramatic twist that is completely different from other transcendental people who bring down a future that does not exist and declare it.

A transcendent person who crossed the world not by ascending to heaven but by ascending to heaven.

Therefore, it is also true that while acknowledging the feat he had achieved and being thrilled, he was also wary.

If you are a transcendental person who has succeeded in ascending to heaven, it would not be surprising if you were planning an unimaginable plan somewhere in the third world.

But I would never have guessed that such a great necromancer lived in this subspace and was absorbed in collecting hexes.

Aside from managing the library, I was also directly translating techniques from the old and new worlds with my own hands.

I realized that fact the moment I saw the Naoise pen, so I couldn’t bear not to ask directly.

[You must be mistaken.]

However, even after hearing Lennok’s question, Naoise Fenn just laughed it off.

He did not reveal any significant emotions or reactions.

A detached appearance that seems to leave no trace of the rogue necromancer that Lennok remembers.

[I don’t know who you are. I don’t even know exactly what kind of being you are.]

“….”

[I am only aware of the fact that you encountered my old self in some memory somewhere.] Nao

shrugged her shoulders in the form of a skeleton. Izpen said.

[You can’t say you know each other with that level of connection. Defining myself through the medium of memory is not my way.]

Naoise Fen is a transcendental person who succeeded in ascending to heaven, but he is not the same as the cult leader who trapped himself in memories.

Therefore, although the leader recognizes what happened in the regenerated memories, he does not think that it was him.

[Our meeting is nothing more than a picture drawn on the sand. When the sea comes down from the sky and the waves crash, it will disappear like foam and leave no trace.]

Richie’s eyes as he looked at Lennok glowed darkly.

[Don’t you see yet that there is no reason to cling to this chance encounter?]

“Then what are you doing here?”

Lennok asked with a stern expression.

“Is translating the old world’s techniques and spreading them to this world the answer you chose?”

Oliveira said that the existence of Nox Biblio was a miracle that came about because of the ideology of the owner of the library.

This was because the transcendental person who maintained the library wanted to pass on and spread knowledge.

Doesn’t that mean that the reason Naoise Penn maintains this archive is to share knowledge?

[I’m waiting.]

“…What?”

Just as Lennok was startled by the answer that seemed like he had heard it somewhere, Naoise Fenn tilted his head.

[I knew before I succeeded in ascending that the fourth would not exist.]

“….”

[And I also understood that I could not succeed in the same way as before.]

He raised his chin with his black eyes shining. A low sound came from Richie’s mouth as he rattled his head.

[I was able to step on and jump over the world I was born in because I knew that it would not end with one ascension.]

Did you understand that the third time was the last even before you jumped over the world?

This must have been possible thanks to the transcendent spirituality that Naoise Pen himself was born with.

An answer that can only be reached by Richie, who has acquired the talent to awaken the senses of the soul at the cost of losing the senses of the body.

[But that’s why my heavenly body wasn’t perfect either. This is the price.]

“The price?”

Richie’s voice seemed to contain a bitter smile.

[A being who succeeds in ascending to heaven must pay a price for the answer he or she chooses. It is a cost to make myself exist in the next world when I originally did not exist.]

“….”

I know what Naoise Pen is talking about.

Both the cult leader and leader are paying a huge price just for existing in this world.

Lennok was also vaguely aware of the fact that even monsters like them felt quite burdened by paying the price.

That’s why the leader hid his existence in memory and the leader only moved himself under a thorough plan.

There is a price and destiny based on origin, and there is something I want to achieve even if I have to reject it, so I am in this world.

Then-

“That means the very existence of Nox Biblio is related to your origins.”

[….]

Lennok’s eyes lit up as he looked at the silent Lich.

“Is this library itself the ‘price’ you pay for existing in the world?”

[Hmm, you’re not the kind of person who can enjoy skull quizzes for long…]

said Richie, tilting his head with a troubled look.

[Isn’t that too clever? I don’t want to talk for a long time with someone who answers quickly.]

“….”

[You knew how I succeeded in ascending to heaven. Then you will understand what I mean.]

Just as Lennok was silent at that absurd answer, Naoise Pen asked, tapping the pen in his hand.

[How strong is the weight of the soul needed to pull down the world, step on it, and jump over it?]

“The weight of the soul?”

[I am looking for the answer to that question in this library. No, to be precise, I would say we have already found it.]

Richie said, smiling and raising his hand.

[Isn’t that why I can give you the answer while facing you like this?]

Ugh!!

At that moment, the darkness surrounding the library deepened and Lennok’s new form began to slowly sink.

A movement as if they were trying to force Lennok’s presence out of this library.

Is Naoise Fen’s subspace manipulation ability so good that it banishes Lennok, who has targeting resistance, from the library?

“…No, that’s not it.”

It is not forcibly designated and expelled from the Dark Library.

They are moving away from Lennok by moving the entire library of darkness, leaving only Lennok behind.

It’s as if he didn’t jump over the world, but brought it down.

Answers and meanings that contradict existing ideas lie dormant in this library.

After thinking that far, Lennok muttered.

“I created this library for the acquisition and absorption of knowledge, not for the transmission and dissemination of knowledge.”

[….]

“You said you were waiting for the ending, but are you really planning on making me come find it on your own?”

Lennok said as he looked at Richie, who slowly turned his back.

“You haven’t given up on getting to the next one yet.”

[Hehe…]

At that moment, the presence of Naoise Pen, who turned his back, became eerily distorted.

An enormous darkness spewed out from behind the ungainly skeleton, engulfing his body and exploding.

Kwaaaa!!!

The image of the ruthless and rogue necromancer that Lennok saw in his memories.

From above, Rich looks down at Lennok’s figure sinking into the darkness with his back turned.

[I guess I won’t be able to enjoy the quiz with you anymore.]

“….”

[Even if we don’t have fate, there will definitely be a next time.]

Lennok tried to answer that, but the darkness in the library disappeared in an instant. I leave him behind and walk away alone.

[Then make sure to meet the return deadline.]

At the same time as the necromancer’s soft message, Lennok’s body was instantly thrown off the cliff.

Paaaaang!!!

“…!!”

The black oil that had stained the top of the cliff was gone, leaving only piles of white bones blowing in the wind.

The moment when Lennok, who was looking up at the cliff blankly, came to his senses when he saw the grimoire in his hand.

Oliveira’s cheers rang out from behind Lennok.

[You’re late.]

“…Oliviera.”

The moment he turned his back while holding the grimoire, Lennok fell silent as he faced the scenery behind him.

Whiuuuuung…!!

It was a miserable sight, as if the dungeon that continued through the cave had been split in half, crushed, and its insides turned over and taken out.

At the end of the ruins, where the terrain had changed as if a bombing raid had swept through, Oliveira was looking at him with his arms crossed.

Just like when we first met, she was dressed in fancy clothes and had a transparent veil drawn over her face.

Except for the slight blurring of the magic eye light leaking through the veil, there doesn’t seem to be any significant damage.

[It looks like you have properly rented the celestial magic.]

Oliveira’s eyes lit up when she saw the grimoire in Lennok’s hand.

[It went well. I’m sure I’ve seen that grimoire in the library at some point.]

“….”

Lennok asked, looking at Oliveira with narrowed eyes.

“I didn’t know this meant that I had something to talk about with Tillian.”

[There is no need for you to know.]

Oliveira said, snorting.

[In any case, the Shan’dorei will not have any problems with this incident. Wouldn’t that be enough?]

“….”

Although Oliveira is naturally proud, she is also a magician who uses her power carefully.

It is no exaggeration to say that despite her outstanding talent and capabilities, she has rarely wielded magic on the front lines.

Lennok also fought with Oliveira in the past in a closed area, but has never directly interacted with her in the present.

Could it be that there was a conflict so big that she had to clash with Shan’dorei Tillian at this point?

[Go back. I moved for the first time in a while and I feel tired…]

Oliveira slowly massaged her neck with a languid gesture and turned around.

Are you planning to return to Balkan immediately without encountering Tillian again?

It seemed like she had made up her mind to end things this way from the moment she arrived in this dungeon.

“How do you plan to use the celestial technique?”

[I will call Clarice Richellen to teach me celestial techniques.]

Oliveira answered as she walked across the ruined plateau.

[Seopsaek is a being with an innate aptitude for magic, and has a skill that is relatively unaffiliated with lineage. In order to adjust the curtain and find the way to the outer world city, it would be efficient to carry out the Jangsaengjong process.]

“….”

[Oh, of course, it will be after I take a short break. Since this body personally helped me for you, I will not tolerate any objections.]

I felt as if Oliveira’s eyes were shining sharply beyond the veil.

[If you agree, let’s go back to the Balkans and find a favor.]

Oliveira said that and walked forward without hesitation.

[The long-lived species I know are undoubtedly spending their time doing useless pastimes.]

“The evaluation of Clarice Richellen is strangely low….”

Lennok, who knows Aris well, thinks that her teacher Clarice is It’s so awkward to hear something like this.

Lennok wanted to say something about his meeting with Naoise Fenn, but in the end he kept his mouth shut and shook his head.

Although he understood that the very existence of the library was his ‘price’, there were still too many mysteries left in the library that could not be resolved.

Above all, in the end, I had to visit the library one more time to return the grimoire.

Lennoc forced himself to shake off his thoughts and walked along with Oliveira.

“I have that person’s contact information. “If you are still in the Balkans, we will contact you.”

* * *

A bustling street in the central Balkan area of a huge city.

A Pilates studio with bright sunlight streaming in through the transparent windshield.

Lennok, who had come to look for Clarisse, felt a familiar feeling of déjà vu and raised his gaze without saying a word.

“Now, close your elbows and straighten your wrists.”

“All right!”

“Put your shoulders forward and take a deep breath!!”

“Whoa…!!”

The studio, which was quiet every time I visited, is now filled with dozens of students.

The students are seen pumping their fists in unison as the instructor gives instructions in a loud voice.

But what was even more surprising was that all of the students filling the studio were magicians of a considerable level.

“Is this Teacher Lancia’s martial arts training center?”

A view of the wizards lined up next to Lennok, who is standing looking at the studio.

They are all official wizards of the tower, wearing antique robes and the symbol of the magic tower.

“An alternative chant using the martial arts skills that Cheonbeon showed in his battle with Lightning. “I heard there’s no place that provides customized tutoring as good as here.”

“Rumors have already spread in other magic towers. “I heard that more than one person has a business trip planned for the Balkans.”

Fastness. A thousand times. Alternative chanting using martial arts.

After Lapis’ work ended, many stories that I had half-forgotten came to my ears.

Stories I never expected to hear at the studio Lennok was visiting.

How is it that Lancia is benefiting from the magician’s craze for martial arts training due to the lightning and a thousand duels?

While Lennok was silent, students walked down the studio hallway and chatted.

“You said you came from a martial arts family. How can you teach wizards like us so well?”

“Well, Teacher Lancia once taught a student who was very weak.”

“…!”

Lennok’s fingers, who were crossing his arms, twitched for a moment.

“He said he was the weakest student he had ever seen, but his skills improved while teaching him.”

“I heard that compared to that person, teaching martial arts classes to wizards like us is ridiculously easy.”

“….”

Lennok, who had been listening until that point, could not stand it any longer and walked into the studio.

It seemed like there was a lot I needed to hear from Lancia and Clarisse.