Genius Wizard Takes Medicine - Chapter 609



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Genius Wizard Who Eats Medicine Chapter 609

Selection Ceremony (1)

Evidence of an incident committed by the self-restraint of a person in power.

Was Lennok’s reaction to calmly finishing the test even though he knew that he had been entrusted with the task was unexpected?

The old man’s face, which had been holding on to a solemn attitude until just now, felt as if it had softened for a moment.

“Machina’s situation is really dizzy.”

The old man quietly pounded on the table and murmured.

“Those who should lead the city under the strict rule of steel are now being honed to rectify spilled failures and mistakes.”

“Commissioner.”

The attendant standing behind him immediately stopped him, but the old man didn’t care.

Is it self-deprecation that even the old man, a member of the Ex Machina committee, has to work hard to deal with the accidents of a higher authority?

For someone who had been openly exposed to Lennok with a secret he needed to keep hidden, the old man didn’t seem particularly interested in covering it up.

“I don’t yet know if you have outstanding skills as a craftsman.”

The old man’s eyes shone sharply.

“But his intuition, which sees through the essence of the situation, is better than anyone I have ever seen.”

“… … .”

“And if you’re a person with that kind of sharp thinking ability, at least you won’t have to crumple at the selection ceremony.”

“then… … ?”

The old man looked at Lennok and lightly waved to the attendant standing behind him.

A cold-looking woman took something out of her waist and held it out to Lennok.

A screwdriver with an impressive jade-blue handle.

Basically, it has a shape for tightening and loosening screws, but depending on the situation, the blade is sharp enough to be used as a knife.

“… … This?”

“It’s a gift given one by one to those who participate in the Meister selection ceremony.”

The old man nodded to Lennok and said.

“It’s like a kind of certificate for participating in the selection ceremony.”

“… … .”

Like the ceremony for selecting meisters, is the certificate issued in the form of such a tool?

Lennok didn’t add anything to that fact, but quietly picked up the screwdriver and put it into his bosom.

“Come to think of it, I still have a full name.”

Saying that, the old man held out his hand first.

“Geldrich Langmuir. I’ve been a member of the Supreme Council Ex Machina for 20 years.”

“This is Lyman.”

Lennok, who appropriated the name that seemed to have been coined by Isabella beforehand, took her hand and shook it.

Langmuir took Lennox’s hand and spoke solemnly.

“From now on, you will represent the mechanical head at the selection ceremony. However, this should never happen externally, so be careful with your behavior so that false rumors do not spread.”

“understand.”

The idea of ​​representing the mechanical head faction doesn’t make much sense, but if it’s a measure to participate in the selection ceremony, it can’t be helped.

Since he didn’t know much about the mechanical head in the first place, Lennok didn’t put much meaning into the faction either.

“Are there other artisans participating in the same faction besides me?”

“of course. But we won’t be interacting with each other.”

Langmuir replied.

“As much as they participate in the selection ceremony, they are all craftsmen with strong pride and high reputation. You might be rather offended by the fact that you are going to the selection ceremony with a father-in-law of unknown background like you.”

“… … .”

“Why, have you already lost your confidence?”

“No, rather than… … .”

said Lennok and shook his head.

“Even knowing that, I just thought of the urgency to have a craftsman like me participate in the selection ceremony.”

“… … .”

Langmuir fell silent at Lennok’s blatant reply, which didn’t bother to hide the fact that he was suspicious of the machine-head faction.

The old man, who had a dejected smile, soon tilted his head to Lennok with a serious look and said,

“I like courage. He is truly a waste of talent to stay as an artisan.”

“Thank you for the compliment, but… … .”

“I can understand why Executor Isabella recommended it. Would you mind coming over to my secretary’s office?”

“… … .”

He didn’t expect to be scouting here all of a sudden, but Lennok slightly bowed his head.

“I will try to do my best in the upcoming selection ceremony.”

When I responded appropriately, advocating craftsmanship, the old man also nodded as if he understood.

Although I was a little excited to see the work Lenok showed me, he too must not forget his original purpose.

A place left after Lennok left. Langmuir said to the attendant who was cleaning up the traces of the dented pistol in silence with his mouth closed.

“Did you say Lyman?”

“It is recorded that he has recently returned to the city after being missing for several years. Shall we dig more?”

Langmuir immediately nodded at the attendant’s question.

“He’s smart enough to uncover the whole story of the murder committed by the governor’s son. He has plenty of room to use even if he isn’t necessarily a craftsman.”

“… … .”

“There are only a few days left until the selection ceremony. Let’s watch how it moves from there and think about whether to use it later.”

* * *

Doo doo doo!!

A mighty drum sound resonating loudly as if hitting the skin of the stomach.

Lennok stood in silence in the middle of the huge stadium, where the lights flashed incessantly.

All he had in his hand was a screwdriver that could be held with one hand.

The appearance of the people standing around varied, but it was the same that they were standing sullenly with a screwdriver like Lennok.

A mechanical announcement sounded rapidly from the speakers suspended from the ceiling of the stadium.

[This year, we gathered craftsmen who are recognized for their skills from all over the Machine City.]

Doo Doo Doo!!

Drums resounding in succession. No one standing in the stadium opened their mouths.

Most of them calmly close their eyes, catch their breath, or concentrate their minds as if they were waiting for something to happen from now on.

The announcement also continued without waiting for a response.

[Because all three Meisters in the maintenance, remodeling, and production departments have passed away. In this ceremony, we plan to verify qualifications by summing the scores in the three fields.]

Clap!!

At the same time as the walls of the stadium were opened, a huge showcase hundreds of meters long was revealed.

What lies in the grand display case that fills the wide space are small lumps of parts and broken equipment.

[In the manufacturing, remodeling, and maintenance sectors, each individual will present their results through one selection and receive points. The finished result will be donated to the residents of the Machine City, so please make every effort to develop the city.]

‘Is it a volunteer concept? You used your brain well.’

Skilled artisans are often expensive or have difficult conditions for obtaining work.

Did he invite such artisans to an event called the Meister Selection Ceremony and create a justification for borrowing their talents almost free of charge?

[As you all know, apart from the title of Meister, those who get good scores in the selection ceremony will be awarded certificates according to their grades for 5 years. I wish you all the best, and then we’ll start right away.]

‘There is almost no useless vanity. Should I say it’s an event for artisans?’

Like the artisans Lenok met in the megalopolis, I don’t know if it’s a prejudice, but the people who handle equipment have an eccentric personality somewhere.

As such, the selection ceremony was brief and fast compared to its scale and importance, as it brought them together.

“It has just begun. I thought I was dying of a moth sting.”

“I don’t understand why we need a place where we all gather together and kill time.”

Simultaneously with the voice of the guidance sound, the artisans began to move while grumbling.

Lennok also followed them, examining the parts and broken equipment lying inside the display cases.

The bundles of parts and the display case where the equipment is placed are separated, and the display case containing the equipment has a small score tag attached to it one by one.

‘The bundle of parts is a preparation for the production field, and the equipment has a score table attached to it according to the modification or maintenance department.’

In other words, there is no upper limit on the number of points awarded for production results, but the number of points awarded for remodeling and maintenance is fixed.

It’s not unusual in itself to give higher marks to making something completely new than to tinkering with something already made.

However, it seemed pretty clear that Lennok, who was a complete outsider in the field of production, could not get high marks there.

KANG, KANG, KANG!!

In some places, craftsmen can be seen taking an already empty workbench and hammering iron.

Lennok was about to pass the artisans, but stopped when he realized that the tool they were hammering iron with was a screwdriver.

A bizarre scene where a thin screwdriver is filled with magical energy and silently pounding iron.

“What are you making?”

After being ignored by a few artisans who were busy working nearby, one barely raised his head and replied.

“You are young. It looks like you’ve never been to a selection ceremony.”

“yes.”

“Don’t craftsmen need tools to do their job? He is making hammers and tongs.”

“… … .”

It was only then that Lennok opened his mouth slightly, realizing that the role of a driver given to him was more important than he thought.

“therefore… … With just this screwdriver, you have to make the tools you need and participate in the selection ceremony.”

“You have a clear ear.”

“… … Isn’t this actually a test of your abilities as a craftsman?”

To beat the metal with a screwdriver and make the necessary equipment yourself?

Isn’t this more like a gimmick that can only be attempted in a variety show than a stage that tests the craftsman’s ability?

However, the father-in-law shook his head as if he was accustomed to such questions from Lennok.

“Originally, it is said that work tools that met the standards were distributed fairly during the selection ceremony.”

“But now why… … ?”

“Among the artisans, complaints that they don’t like the tools come in every selection ceremony, so the rules have been modified so that you can make and use them yourself.”

“… … .”

Lennok, speechless, stared blankly up at the stadium lights.

The standards and tastes for the equipment used by artisans are overly demanding, so the rules have been changed to make and use the equipment themselves instead.

It was an absurd reason, but on the other hand, it was not incomprehensible either.

Even Lennok had always paid attention to fine-tuning the firearms and artifacts he was using.

The craftsman seemed to think he had given all the explanations he had to give, so he ignored Lennok and began to focus on making his own tools.

KANG, KANG!!

Using a screwdriver like a carving knife, he hammers and cuts the iron to create a plausible hammer and blade shape.

Lennok watched the scene without leaving his father-in-law’s side, then opened his mouth as if he had just remembered.

“It would be good to switch the hand holding the equipment to the left hand.”

“… … what?”

The father-in-law looked up at Lennok like a madman, but Lennok didn’t care and continued his explanation.

“You seem to have a stronger grip with your left hand than your right hand. Wouldn’t it be better to change the hand that holds the equipment to a stronger one?”

“Hey, what the hell does a young fellow know about my metallurgy… … .”

“I think you must have suffered a serious injury to your right foot once.”

“… … .”

The father-in-law, who was about to shoot him with a displeased expression, put on an expression as if he was speechless at Lennok’s words that immediately followed.

Lennok looked down at the craftsman’s shoes and said.

“The angle of the foot next to the workbench is too twisted, and the knee is twisted to support the posture. Because the toes themselves do not have enough strength, they are forcing their heels.”

“… … He had a major injury 3 years ago. But how do you… … .”

“If you are injured despite the presence of a step, it is likely that the craftsman himself dropped the equipment on his feet. It is proof that the grip of the right hand itself is not strong enough.”

With the father-in-law at a loss for words, Lennok said as if looking around his father-in-law’s hands.

“If you don’t have enough grip strength even if you use magic, wouldn’t it be best to change the hand you’re using?”

“… … .”

“If you try to hammer iron without any strength in your feet, smelting won’t work as well as you want. If you want to perform well in the selection ceremony even now, you will have to change the stepping foot and the hand you use.”

“… … It’s not something that can be said lightly. How can you change a habit you’ve been adhering to all your life overnight?”

The father-in-law, who seemed to be persuaded as if being sucked in by Lenok’s words, suddenly came to his senses and shook his head.

“Thanks for the advice, but let’s get there. I have work to do.”

“No, I think there might be a good solution.”

After saying that, Lennok took an old mirror fragment from a nearby display case and set it at an angle in front of the craftsman.

A mirror that reflects the whole body of a craftsman who looks somewhat fat.

The moment when magic was secretly injected into the mirror in front of the craftsman who was looking at Lennok with an uncomfortable expression.

Keying… … !!

“Ugh… … .”

The tinnitus resonated in his head, and the craftsman staggered for a moment, then looked down at his hands with a strange expression.

“Now, wait a minute… … ? This?”

“Human senses are based on perception as strong as reality. That is why I believe that non-existent sensations exist, and I feel pain through them.”

said Lennok.

“When treating phantom pain, it is possible to relieve pain by causing confusion of the senses through a mirror. While you are standing in front of this mirror, you will feel as if your senses have been flipped left and right.”

In reality, he didn’t stop there and put a simple self-suggestion to his father-in-law, but since he wasn’t a wizard right away, Lennok didn’t bother talking about that.

After correcting the screwdriver with his left hand, the master fell silent after realizing that his balance had improved.

It was only then that the craftsman, realizing why Lennok had put the mirror down in front of him, looked at Lennok with a puzzled expression.

“Right. Does this mean that you will be able to work with the sense of using your right hand while using your left hand?”

“As the strength of the left arm and the grip of the left hand are different, you will have to match the details yourself, but I don’t think it will be that difficult.”

“… … Why are you doing this to me?”

The craftsman asked with a serious face.

“It’s too much in return for just letting you know the rules of the tournament. No, I’ve never heard of a craftsman who could give advice like this in the first place.”

“Of course, I’m not offering this kind of help without expecting anything in return.”

Lennok said as he shook the screwdriver in his hand.

“I’m not very well versed in making things and handling iron.”

“… … no way?”

“If you don’t mind, could you make a tool for me to use at the selection ceremony?”

In the meister selection ceremony, there are no rules or restrictions other than the submission of results in three areas within a given time.

Is it to closely evaluate even the abilities of artisans with unique talents or qualities?

From the moment he realized he had to make his own tools and go to the selection ceremony, Lennok had no intention of making them himself.

Choosing a craftsman who has a problem around him, consulting him and finding a solution.

The way Lennok would use his strengths in the selection ceremony was decided from the start.