Genius Wizard Takes Medicine - Chapter 172



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lighthouse(5)

“It is the scene of my hometown.”

Grisha looked around with sad eyes and said.

“A remote jungle that has all been burnt away and can never be visited again… … I left all my tribesmen there.”

“… … .”

“This is what it means to project your own image. Of course, in order to accomplish this, one’s own training and achievements must be accompanied, but in the end, it is one’s own responsibility to give another ability to the realm.”

She grinned as she said that.

“How do you feel?”

“Awesome. To be honest, I was a little surprised.”

Lennok, who absentmindedly looked around at the dense jungle landscape around him, acknowledged it frankly.

It was the first time she had met a shaman of her level, but it was not an easy opportunity for a shaman of this level to show off her realm without hostility.

Even now, the scenery of the jungle must have been a direct reflection of the imagery that was imprinted in the deepest part of Grisha’s heart.

In other words, it is as if Grisha is showing Lennok his deepest inner side.

Well, looking at her confident expression, it seems that she is rather proud of this jungle scene… … Lennox understood roughly what her intentions were.

The unexplored region of the realm where they projected their images is one of the secrets magicians want to keep.

Grisha is trying to show her trust in another way by revealing one of her strongest cards.

This bold action must be seen as representing the earnestness of Cheong’s eyes to some extent.

“okay. Memorize it well and study it diligently. A guy like you might be able to imitate him right away.”

Grisha said with a slightly proud expression.

But Lennok looked back at the jungle and shook his head.

“well. It was helpful, but… … In the end, it’s up to me.”

“what?”

Lennok didn’t answer, but fell silent in his thoughts.

It was because there was something I had guessed to some extent from the time I heard about the magnetic realm that projected images from Aris.

The art of projecting images. The know-how of forging strong will into concrete tools can be helped by looking at Grisha’s realm.

But what does the most important image of Lennok mean?

It’s been less than two years since I’ve lived as a resident of this world.

Does the landscape in Lennok’s mind mean the time he lived as Lennok, or does it contain the time he lived from the earth?

‘It’s difficult… … .’

Either way, it was a question that could not be easily answered.

After all, this worry had nothing to do with Lennok’s talent.

It seems that Grisha solved her longing for her hometown by mixing it with witchcraft.

Lennok was at a loss as to which image he should or would choose.

‘If you add abilities to the area, in a way that is helpful for possible battles… … If possible, it should be in a way that makes the best use of my strengths. The key will be whether it is possible to directly select and project such images.’

“Well, okay. If you’ve seen enough, let’s finish it slowly. This thing is also eating up a lot of main power… … .”

Grisha spat and rubbed his temple with his left hand.

As soon as she lifted her palm again, the wound healed completely, and at the same time the scenery of the jungle that surrounded her collapsed.

Lennok, who was watching the scene, asked with an interesting expression.

“You deal with magic in a very foreign way. Is all sorcery usually like that?”

“ok? What, are you seeing a shaman for the first time?”

“I should have said it earlier. It’s the first time I’ve seen a higher shaman like you. Until then, I’ve never seen a shaman follow even half of you.”

It wasn’t a lie.

The shamans that Lennok had occasionally encountered during his quests were between level 3 and level 4, no matter how high they were.

Not a single shaman has reached the level of a 4th-level positioning mage that reliably maintains its own firepower.

It was the first time he had met a sorcerer like Grisha, although the sorcery he used had quite individual or unique characteristics and remained in Lennok’s memory.

However, after hearing Lennok’s words, Grisha’s expression changed strangely.

“It’s the first time I’ve ever seen a shaman like me… … .”

“Are there any problems?”

“… … no. Nothing.”

Grisha scratched his head in annoyance.

The mighty main power that was eroding the cavity disappears little by little, and the jungle that projected her vivid images also slowly disappears.

The boundaries of space are dissolving and the original shape of the common space begins to be revealed little by little.

“You don’t seem to know magic at all, so I’ll explain it roughly.”

Grisha crossed his arms in the center of the jungle that was beginning to collapse and replied calmly.

“The main power is a very capricious and mysterious power, so it is not easy to determine its limits even after it is confined to the frame of witchcraft. That’s why we’re looking for a way to stabilize the spell and achieve maximum efficiency through a series of actions, sacrifices, and mediators called triggers.”

“… … .”

That much was knowledge Lennok knew, but I didn’t feel the need to mention it here.

“And self-injury… … Among those triggers, it is a very powerful type of augmentation technique. It is a way to abbreviate the self-sacrifice spell and insert it into the magic system, and then forcibly amplify the power to reduce the ups and downs of the spell.”

“You mean to compensate for stability by raising the low point. I’m interested. Is there any room for magic?”

It was an unexpected conversation, but Lennok did not hesitate to ask questions.

The moment Grisha explains witchcraft is a momentary courtesy.

But Lennok knew that that attitude itself was due to Grisha’s approval of Lennok to some extent.

To be precise, the answer came from the desire that a wizard with such skill would help the blue eye.

That’s why you should omit the knowledge that can be skipped now.

In particular, the trigger for the magic formula used by Grisha. Among them, will the self-injury method he just used to develop the realm really help to increase Lennok’s magical power?

‘I can’t just try it, but it’s worth studying.’

Of course, since Lennok’s body is so weak, there would be more harm than good if he tried hastily, but there’s nothing wrong with knowing it.

However, Grisha made a bizarre expression at Lennok’s question and shook his head.

“Are you crazy? The reason why magic uses this method is because the magic system itself has many loopholes and leaves room for tricks. This is not a shamanistic system that is incomplete, but more like a deliberately left room for improvement, but it’s not something worth trying with magic.”

“hmm… … .”

Grisha, who was staring at Lennok’s worried expression, snorted.

“Well, it’s not that important. Anyway, what I wanted to show is the problem of the way areas are used. If you are already accustomed to handling the form of the spell freely, there is no reason to obsess over the form. Looking at it now, you seem to have already guessed that to some extent, but… … .”

Unlike before, she was obviously tired and waved her hands.

Even with a mighty main force like hers, using the magnetic realm seemed quite burdensome.

“I wish you knew. See you again tomorrow.”

* * *

Lennok was guided by Amon and immediately left the joint.

Going down to the basement of the tower, an impressive lodging facility with a spacious hallway appeared.

Amon nodded as he showed Lennok to one of the empty rooms.

“I was very surprised today. I didn’t think the wizard had such strong skills… … There must be a reason why he sent the message himself.”

Since he was watching the battle between Lennok and Grisha right next to him, his attitude was as polite as ever.

He, too, was well aware of the value of a mage who fought on an equal footing with a high-ranking shaman.

“If Evan is with us, we will make sure that you will never regret that decision. If you are with someone as talented as you, it will be of great help in regaining the public sentiment of the Dominion.”

Lennok ignored Amon’s words and tried to look around the room, but heard the words he couldn’t get out of his mouth and opened his mouth.

“As expected, you guys have been emptying the lighthouse for a while.”

“… … yes?”

“Look here.”

As Lennok said, he ran his finger across the shelf in the corner of the room.

“Despite the fact that it is a space reserved for guests, the dust is piled up like this. The bed has been made to some extent, but that is rather proof that the area has been cleaned up in a hurry recently.”

“… … .”

“The carpet in the hallway is subtly crumpled, and the lamps that should light the walls are erratically off. And considering Lapis’s attitude of trying to confirm the authenticity in such a crude way while worrying about whether I had contact with the Pandemonium… … .”

Lennok said that and turned his back.

“Lapis has only recently returned here to inherit the role of the next lighthouse keeper with you guys. Am I wrong?”

“… … You are really sharp. Are all those who live as wizards in megacities like that?”

Amon smiled bitterly.

“I also thought I had been on the battlefield for a long time, but I don’t think I can reach Evan-sama’s intuition.”

“War?”

“Everything Evan said is correct.”

He checked to see if Weizen was still unconscious before continuing.

“Because not long ago, we were helping the rebels in the unknown plains of the west, setting up a resistance front. The pandemonium intervened over the Daigilia mines discovered near the Republic, and our side also responded.”

“All of the power of Grisha and the Blue Eye was put in to kill both members involved in the incident, but both of them were new members without much information, so it was more difficult. There was great damage.”

“It’s the Daizilia Mine… … .”

Was it a rare metal that was traded at a higher price than a jewel of the same weight because of its unique characteristics of strong hardness and virtually no magical conductivity?

If a mine with such a metal was found, it would make sense that someone had a hand in the pandemonium.

But what’s even more surprising than that is the fact that they’re producing results, albeit small, in a local battle against the Pandemonium.

Seeing as they say they are new members, they may not be dealing with people as strong as the Croken or the courtesy warlock… … .

Even so, it seemed clear that Cheong’s eyes were not an organization that was talking grandiosely.

“Many people who have been with us have died and been injured. It would not be an exaggeration to say that there is no power that can directly respond to the pandemonium, except for Grisha-sama and a few watchers who are currently on a business trip.”

Amon said that and looked at Lennok with an intense gaze like never before.

Lennok didn’t know the meaning behind that gaze, but he didn’t intend to react.

It is a story that has already been agreed with Lapis.

Amon had neither the right nor the right to intervene further here.

Amon didn’t know that either, so in the end he lowered his head without saying anything.

“… … Then I will go. We still haven’t decided what to do with the courtesy pyromancer, so we’ll have to discuss it with others.”

“for a moment.”

Lennok grabbed and stopped Amon, who was about to turn away.

“If you’re going to interrogate Weizen, I’d like to do it myself.”

“… … .”

“Originally, wouldn’t it have killed Weizen on the spot and finished it? There’s something I need to check on him. I think half a day will be enough.”

“It’s a matter I can’t decide on my own.”

Amon hesitated.

“If you want, you can ask your superiors for permission. You don’t think I’m going to cooperate with the guy who tried to kill me, do something?”

“… … That’s not it. Obviously, Lapis-nim was the first to contact Evan-nim. And I don’t think that a magician as powerful as you would aim for the lighthouse with such shallow maneuvers… … All right.”

In the end, Amon nodded after thinking about it.

It must have been possible because Weizen’s existence was not even in the eyes of the watchers in the first place, and because Amon was trying to look good to Lennok.

“But after the work is done, I will report it to the superiors. Would that be all right?”

“Do whatever you feel like.”

Lennok immediately set down his simple belongings in the cabin and followed Amon further down the stairs.

Unlike the spacious corridor located on the first basement floor, what exists in the depths is a cramped closed room made like a prison.

It is a space created to confine and observe someone.

Clear evidence that the ‘lighthouse’ was not used merely as an observation post.

But instead of saying anything, Lennok grabbed Weizen by the collar and threw him into the locker room.

Kudangtang!!

“I know you’re awake, so get up soon.”

“Kuh, uhhh… … !!”

Weisen was frightened by Lennok’s cold words and opened his eyes.

After a few dry coughs, he looked up at Lenok with bloodshot eyes and broke out in a cold sweat.

Fatigue from being chained up for a long time and injuries from being stabbed by a cursed dagger still haunt him.

He must have felt Lennok and Grisha fighting right next to Amon, but he couldn’t have fainted just yet.

The two sat down at a cold table and met their eyes.

Amon closed the door to the secret room and left, but he must be watching from somewhere.

It didn’t matter, since I didn’t intend to do anything weird anyway.

Looking at Weizen’s face, who was averting his gaze, Lennok said.

“Why are you still alive?”

“Yes, yes?”

“Obviously, after hitting me in the back of the head in a wingboat, I tried to take the Nix badge, but why are you still alive and breathing? Isn’t that strange?”

“… … .”

“Why is that wizard who I used to take with me like a subordinate all of a sudden bowing down to me? do you want to know?”

“Oh, no.”

Weizen rolled his eyes and stuttered as he answered.

Still, he was a fairly quick-witted guy.

Lennok, too, didn’t want to procrastinate, so he went straight to the point.

“I can save you.”

“… … .”

“If you grant me one condition, I will let you stay here without a single wound. I’ll curse you to eat away at your body right now.”

Of course, Lennok never said that he would let him out of here, even empty words.

Weizen was a very valuable alibi for the moment Lennok approached the drug lord’s safe.

However, Weizen looked up at Lennok with a shrunken expression, as if he had listened to the obvious pleading.

Contrary to the intense vanity he had shown so far, he was very honest about his desire to live.

“The unique magic of the Blaver Mage Tower… … .”

“Oh, no.”

“You only need to show it in front of me once.”

“… … yes?”

As soon as the story of the unique magic came out, Weizen waved his hand and blinked.

Lennox smiled meaningfully at the bewildered expression.

Even if Weizen looks like this, he is a wizard who does not fall behind the Eden he faced before.

Opportunities to temper a magician with such talent and skill in a space with such perfect security do not come easily.

In addition, his innate temperament is greedy and weak, so if he is coaxed well, he will get drunk on his own and unknowingly pass information to Lennok.

The unique magic of the Blaber Mage Tower that I only checked and followed with my eyes.

It was time to suck the essence of magic that belonged to the mainstream schools of flame and fire series to the marrow.

Genius Magician Who Takes Medicine Chapter 177