Genius Wizard Takes Medicine - Chapter 604



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Genius Magician Who Eats Medicine Chapter 604

Suspicious Engineer (2)

“Among the customers who visited this workshop not long ago, there was a man who used a folding blade, right?”

Standing in front of Lennok’s workbench, the woman shuddered.

“He is my uncle, and he said that he was very satisfied when he entrusted the work in this workshop.”

“I see.”

“I’m picky enough to criticize quite a few services or shops, but rarely do I get a lot of compliments about this studio… … .”

“… … .”

How would you feel when you find out that a seemingly normal customer is actually a malicious reviewer?

In any case, the fact that good service leads to good customers was positively acceptable.

Lennok’s eyes lighted slightly as he accepted the small pistol handed to him by a young woman with a shy expression.

“It is in very good condition. It seems like you are taking care of it with great care on a daily basis.”

“that’s right. That’s why I don’t know why the gun doesn’t fit anymore… … .”

Looking at the woman sighing with a sullen expression, Lennok silently raised his magic sensor.

After finding out the problem, Lennok took a small screwdriver and slowly began disassembling the area near the pistol magazine.

The woman who was watching the scene from the front asked with a bewildered expression.

“I heard that craftsmen usually don’t touch the equipment itself, but you touch my equipment yourself?”

“I’m not sure why rumors like that have become more popular, but if there’s a real problem with the equipment, you’ll have to fix it.”

The woman’s expression became more puzzling at Lennok’s plain reply.

“Eh, so you’re saying there’s actually something wrong with my gun? However, in other studios, the problem with the gun itself is absolutely not… … .”

Maybe that’s why he came to see Lennok, who began to circulate the story that he consulted about his problems or causes after looking at the equipment.

But Lennok knew that repairing her gun was a priority, rather than her lifestyle or attitude.

“All right. You might want to come inside and try it on.”

As Lennok said, he opened the makeshift door he had made next to the kiosk and nodded at the woman.

“I thought it would be more convenient to just make a simple shooting range in the workshop since I left it after repairing it right away.”

“Well, I won’t decline.”

The woman who entered Lennok’s studio with a smile on her face looked around at all the various parts hanging on the wall with a curious look.

Various firearms hanging here and there, blades that emit magical power, furnaces burning in one corner of the workshop, and slightly scorched hammers and anvils.

It doesn’t feel like it was made hastily in a few days, and it smells like a skilled workshop.

However, what caught the woman’s attention was not the facilities inside the workshop designed by Lenok, but the appearance of unknown mechanical devices constantly moving and repairing all kinds of firearms on their own.

“Awesome. Will it be able to repair the equipment on its own once it is turned on?”

“Simple tasks like jamming magazines or bending barrels can be handled with automated processes.”

Lennok replied as if it didn’t matter.

“The process itself can be implemented without difficulty by simply creating the necessary program and planting it in the device.”

“These days, Meister-level workshops are said to be proficient in not only magical engineering but also cybernetic engineering, but this is the first time I’ve actually seen that.”

“First of all, let’s check the problems while shooting at the simple shooting range.”

Lennok immediately led the woman to a simple shooting range set up next to the workshop.

After loading the bullet and pulling the trigger toward the target, the bullet is fired naturally.

bang!!

The woman who confirmed that the bullet was splitting into the target looked around with a slightly surprised look.

“The sound insulation is very good. The space between the studio and the simple shooting range isn’t even separated, so how can the sound be so quiet?”

“It is the power of science.”

In reality, he only absorbed all the noise inside the simple shooting range by applying noise magic.

Lennok didn’t blink an eye, and calmly said something that would come out of his father-in-law’s mouth.

After that, the woman pulled the trigger several more times to test the zero point, and then nodded as if satisfied.

“It doesn’t feel completely fixed, but it’s much better than the last few days. How did you do it?”

“It’s nothing. I just replaced the weight that existed inside the gun with a slightly worn one.”

“You changed the weights? That’s what I’m always replacing with a new one… … .”

Looking at the woman’s reaction, who didn’t seem to understand yet, Lennok finally explained.

“Among the high-end firearms made through a very elaborate manufacturing process, there are cases in which they can be customized by using the user’s inclination or habit.”

As Lennok said, he gestured with one hand as if a pendulum was swinging.

“The same goes for that gun. The way the gun is held, the direction in which it is lifted, and how much muscle strength is used to hold the barrel and pull the trigger, etc., are self-adjusted through the training of internal parts and tuned to achieve optimal shooting efficiency.”

“Yeah, that’s right. I knew first.”

“The problem is that it is not enough to maintain the gun very often, and as it gets older, even the weights that should be tailored to the user are replaced with new ones.”

“ah… … !!”

Only then did the woman realize what Lennok was saying and let out a small exclamation.

“As I get older, I periodically replace the parts that fit the user with new ones, so they don’t match the sense I’ve adapted to, and I repeat losing my zero point while practicing shooting according to the new sense… … This is not simply the result of personal error.”

Lennok turned his gaze to the woman and smiled.

“Someone who taught you how to maintain a gun has deliberately used their hands to destroy your flair and flair for shooting.”

“Eh, ah… … I hope.”

Looking at the woman waving her hand with a slightly awkward expression, Lennok pulled a nearby chair and sat down.

“Are you a soldier?”

“… … !!!!”

“If you are using a high-end hand-made firearm like this but don’t know much about the internal parts, you get the equipment from the top and use it. Even so, the physical ability including marksmanship is excellent, and the person who is not strong in life or impression itself… … Personnel trained in combat. I think that might be from the security department.”

“that… … .”

“Seeing that you come to the workshop with your face exposed, it seems that you are working in an environment where your face is not revealed when you work.”

The woman shut her mouth. As if no answer could come to mind to refute the conjecture.

said Lennok, not waiting for an answer.

“Take a good look at the classmates or seniors who taught you marksmanship, or those around you. There will be people who want your bullet to hit the wrong place at the crucial moment.”

“… … .”

“Maybe you’re someone who wants to deal with the VIP you’re guarding, with the bodyguard’s hands.”

The woman, who had been looking at Lennok with a speechless expression, soon caught her breath and smiled.

“… … I’m not sure what you’re talking about.”

“… … .”

“But I will definitely keep that advice in mind. Thank you so much.”

She bowed her head in gratitude and left without revealing her name until the end, leaving behind a generous reward than promised.

Perhaps, as Lennok speculated, he was a bodyguard whose identity should not be thoroughly revealed, or a superman belonging to a similar military unit.

Even though he was stabbed at a completely unexpected loophole, there was room for high praise for his calm response.

“Looks like rumors are starting to spread to Makina and high-ranking superintendents… … .”

After fixing several people’s equipment for a few days, is it an illusion to expect what kind of equipment and circumstances the next customer will bring?

And Lennok’s expectations quickly turned into reality.

One by one, customers with dangerous behaviors that were incomparable to those before began to come to Lennok’s studio.

* * *

“Yesterday around 9:46, I was introduced to a customer who stopped by the studio.”

A woman’s voice, subdued, wearing a hood that was deeper than Lennok’s.

“I heard that you are good at servicing and remodeling personal firearms.”

“… … .”

Could it be that the woman who looked like a soldier from the security department who had been consulted by Lennok introduced her to a new customer?

Next to the woman stood another smiling young man wearing the same hood.

An unusual combination where one wears a hood and the other stands with his face exposed.

However, unlike the soldiers of yesterday, the momentum that emanates from the bodies of those two is sharp enough to be incomparable.

Appropriate vigilance and prudence thoroughly polished in actual combat. Even the sharp gaze and movement to identify and cut the opponent who surpasses him.

The atmosphere is more dangerous and risky than any other customers who have visited the workshop.

Lennox nodded, unfazed.

“Let me show you.”

As I held out my hand and cleared the stall to put my equipment down, the woman in the hood spoke again.

“Before that, I want to check my skills for a moment. Are you okay?”

“… … .”

Lennox paused at that, raised his head, and stared at Hood.

A strange silence flows between the three of them.

The young man standing next to him shook his head as if he couldn’t help it.

“It is a piece of equipment made with a rather rare modification method, so it is said that it is difficult to turn it back once it is incorrectly maintained.”

“I know you are an artisan from out of town. All I want is if you have the skills to repair my equipment. As long as that’s confirmed, I don’t care.”

“I don’t think that’s the problem… … .”

“I pay for maintenance ten times the original fee.”

“On second thought, it’s not a big deal.”

Lennok, who casually changed his words, asked, looking at the two people staring at him with a puzzled expression.

“So, what can I do to confirm?”

Hood didn’t hesitate at that and took out a small metal craft from his chest.

A mechanical craft that appears to be intricately intertwined with various mechanical devices and parts.

But it can’t work right away, it stops and convulses with an uncomfortable noise somewhere.

Hood, who placed an item on the workshop workbench as if he were putting down an important item, said.

“It is a craft made by the craftsman who remodeled my equipment. Unfortunately, it broke around the same time, making it difficult to use.”

“… … .”

“If you fix this, I think I can at least test my ability to fix my gear.”

Instead of answering, Lennok quietly picked up the artifact and examined it.

“It is made up of very sophisticated parts. It seems that each part was made by hand rather than mass production… … .”

Lenok murmured after calmly checking the internal structure of the artifact, the cross-section of the parts, and the heat treatment method through magic detection.

The hooded woman nodded.

“Yes, due to personal circumstances, I cannot tell you the detailed history or origin, but-”

“It was created about 14 years ago. The metal used is from Hollinger Mold Co., Ltd. Among ancient artworks, it is a form of art commonly seen in the transitional period between Badora and Glentis style.”

“… … .”

“If it is enough to make an art object by collecting the parts of a mold company that has stopped production now, the craftsman who made this craft seems to have been very interested in old relics and history.”

Of course, Lennok could never say that he was well versed in the art of this world, but it was a different story if he borrowed the power of the Brain Spirit protruding in his arms.

Lenok succeeded in overpowering the initiative by talking about ancient art forms, as if he had known them from the beginning.

Lennok, who did not wait for the hood to shut his mouth, inspected the inner structure of the craft, and gave a small exclamation.

“You have created space between almost every part for magic to pass through. Regardless of the level of perfection at the time of production, it seems that it was expected to break down frequently.”

Lennok, who smiled at the bewildered young man next to him, put the craft back together and put it down.

“The style of an old art object. Metal parts discontinued. Even knowing that it would break down, he paid attention to every detail for repairs. Even as time passes and memories fade, I want you to pay attention to this object and remember yourself.”

click.

The inside of the craft was opened on the workbench, and a music box emerged from the inside and started playing a quiet melody.

A well-known melody in the Southern Continent as a way to express love.

“You seem to have had a romantic lover.”

“… … .”

The young man who noticed the silent hood called her mouth cautiously.

“Isabella… … ?”

“Ujat, it’s okay.”

Isabella, the woman who interrupted the young man in a calm voice, carefully collected the crafts and said.

“Thank you for fixing it. We don’t even pay for this job separately.”

“thank you.”

She said as she looked at Lennok, who accepted the bundle of bills without showing any sign.

“Even though all of the equipment he made was beautiful and delicate, it often broke down quickly without being maintained by him.”

“… … .”

“I lived by the habit of saying that the things I make follow the owner. As he said, even though he was excellent with his hands as a craftsman, he did not live long and left.”

“It is unfortunate.”

“Nevertheless, he carefully considered the user at the time of production, so many people still use the equipment he made.”

Saying that, Isabella finally pulled back the hood and looked at Lennok.

His voice was as dry and cold as his voice. However, those eyes were blazing red, unlike her cold appearance.

Clap!!

Isabella took something long from inside her thick hood, put it on the workbench, and looked at Lennok.

“Can you fix it?”

Instead of responding, Lennok stared at Isabella’s gloves.

When I first took out the craft, I noticed it, but it was a strange shape in my memory.

The shape of a small blue cross was engraved on the back of the black glove.

Maiya Lenslett, whom I encountered in the Hanghasa Labyrinth and the midterm settlement, also wore similarly shaped gloves on my hands.

The origin of Maya Lenslet and the current environment of this machine city. The existence of two people who exude a suspiciously dangerous spirit.

He still didn’t say anything about who he was, but Lennok seemed to know who they were.

was the bailiff.