Genius Wizard Takes Medicine - Chapter 728



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Genius Wizard Who Eats Medicine Chapter 728

Mage and Mage Tower (5)

“Major Peysha Grisburn has been completely cut off.”

“… … .”

Damus paused for a moment at those words.

The staff spoke without noticing Damus’ reaction.

“Death in action. Or it is presumed to be a defeat equivalent to it. Command seems to have already made a decision.”

“okay?”

Kururureung… … !!

Beneath the wide deck where Damus stood, the heavy caterpillar wriggled and moved as if it were alive.

A steel ship galloping over a steep mountain range.

A mobile battleship with hundreds of guns, moving non-stop across the front line.

The most elite corps of Dead Rise, and the 7th Special Mobile Corps, said to have the fastest mobility among them.

In keeping with the prestige of never stopping once an operation starts, the Corps Headquarters and Staff Branch are integrated with the fleet.

Dozens of battleships that can accommodate hundreds of soldiers at the same time move in a V shape, as if going against the winding mountain range upside down.

Cuguaguagua!!!

Just the run of dozens of ships made the heavens and earth shake, crushing everything beneath their feet.

Trees and rocks that have grown tangled up become a handful of dust and are crushed.

Soldiers and supermen who hid and resisted all over the mountain range were also crushed into pieces before the advance of the ship.

Damus stood at the forefront of the ranks, staring at the map of hell spread out below the deck with an expressionless face.

Damus asked, looking at the ship pounding the mountains.

“What happened to the officers under Major General Grisburn?”

“Neither Milo Stockton nor Lieutenant Colonel Benze Solsier have been confirmed alive. Considering the character of Lieutenant Colonel Stockton, maybe… … .”

“… … .”

You can understand the meaning without even saying it to the end. Damus smiled bitterly and closed his eyes.

“I thought it would be meaningless advice, but.”

“yes?”

“It is nothing. Command has already made a decision?”

“yes. Orders first came down a confidential line already shared with field staff.”

The staff member who received the question nodded.

“For the time being, focus on the central front. As planned, prioritize mergers and acquisitions with warlords as heads. Until then, the individual actions of the generals are prohibited… … .”

“… … .”

Major generals, including Paisha, are given the authority to make arbitrary decisions and move in operations.

But even among the wardens, Peisha, who had unrivaled power, became like that.

At first glance, it is only natural to ban individual operations by high-ranking executives.

“Since it’s a collaboration with the Blaver Magic Tower, a command alone won’t be enough. How?”

“Ah, that… … .”

The staff hesitated for a moment before answering.

“The handling has been entrusted to Captain Songha.”

Damus frowned as if he had heard an unexpected answer.

“That couldn’t have been… … Did Captain Songha have time to move now?”

“Judging from the reaction of the command, it seems that the Marshal nominated him himself.”

“… … .”

Damus was silent.

In this corps that claimed to be a private military company, there was only one person who could be called a marshal.

“Right. Then there is nothing I can do.”

Damus murmured.

Although he has a foot in Pandaemonium, it is not that he disliked the work of a military corporation that puts out the name of Dead Rise.

But rather than endlessly repeating wars, I was just curious about a life other than soldiers bound by rules and regulations.

He commands the special mobile corps, which is said to be the most free even within the corps, but rather, there is a thirst that is felt because of that.

The enemy was reading his desire accurately.

Even how to control the direction of the deviation would be helpful.

So Damus was able to understand the future that the enemy’s order that had come down for the first time in a while.

“It seems that he wanted to have the first gateway.”

* * *

[Message 37 plays.]

[I wish you endless development. Bonaparte, a research institute directly under the city government, wants to congratulate the establishment of the first magic tower in Balkan-]

Beep.

[Area 44 artifact production workshop. A sample is attached in hopes of an amicable supply of materials and good health for the Mage Tower. Reply if you have any thoughts-]

Beep.

[This is Sebastian. I heard that you became the new tower owner. congratulations so much If you don’t mind, would you like to meet investors among my guests? Of course, it’s not a bare-mouthed story. I sent you a gift through Jenny, so please check my sincerity and decide.]

Beep.

[fastness. If such an auspicious event had happened, I should have contacted you in advance. I sent a few set artifacts with a congratulatory heart. We’ll get back to you soon.]

The moment Madame’s message ended, Lennok, who was bending his back under the workbench, asked.

“How much is left?”

[36 messages recorded in Contacts. 87 official documents were sent. There are 423 other messages of unknown origin.]

“… … .”

The fact that Lennok was the owner of the first mage tower built in Balkan spread frighteningly quickly.

A situation where almost everyone who knows solidity sends congratulatory messages and gifts.

It must mean that the meaning of the magic tower established in this city is felt by others as important.

If those who knew Ban’s identity and personality were like that, there was no need to mention research institutes directly under the city government or businesses that could collaborate with the Mage Tower.

[There is no space to store more gifts in the company’s basement safe, so the seaweed head organism is the torch.]

Darby grunted, nesting over Lennok’s head.

[I made a ledger for now, so I want you to quickly take it and clean it up before it grows any more?]

“… … I think I’ve said it before, but never call me that when you reply to Jenny. Because you seem to be paying close attention.”

Lennok straightened at Darby, who seemed to be increasingly remembering other people in odd ways.

“good. The compositional analysis adjustment was roughly done. Now you just have to accept the result.”

Lennok’s left eye, which looked tired, had a monocle that Mila had given him as a gift.

Shortly after the light on the workbench went out, the object Lennok had been tinkering with for a while came into view.

An elongated metallic appearance with a green jewel attached to the tip.

From the outside, this seemingly insignificant necklace was a necklace that Jordon handed over saying it was Kaise’s keepsake.

When Jordan first gave this necklace to me, I thought it had a different purpose, but if it was Kaise’s memento, it would be something else.

If it was the only thing Ethan Bajour wanted among Kaise’s mementos, there must be a reason for it.

That’s why Lennok returned to the lab and concentrated on analyzing the necklace’s ingredients.

[I expected it, but as expected, nothing came out of the biometric analysis data.]

Darby, who finished classifying the message in an instant, quickly shared the analysis data and said.

Lennok’s new laboratory. Dozens of research equipment crammed into the wide, white empty lot.

Even though I was busy with work, I bought and collected it from time to time, but there are still many pieces of equipment that have not been unpacked and have accumulated dust.

With the help of Darby, update the internal system of the equipment and check the status by connecting power.

After a brisk sweep of the dusty lab, Lennok was finally able to analyze the necklace Jordan had handed him to him.

[The metal or quartz that makes up the necklace was made quite a long time ago. Considering the concentration of stored magical power, it seems to be at least 500 years.]

“Is there any way to know the specific year?”

[It’s difficult with the equipment we have here. If there is anything more unique, it is that it has excellent heat resistance.]

Dabi tilted her head.

[I think it was intentionally designed in that direction. I’m not sure of the specific intention.]

“hmm… … .”

In order to accurately measure the stored horsepower, an observation device much larger than the one prepared here in the laboratory was required.

To put it bluntly, it’s a matter of scale rather than performance or output.

If this level of procedure is needed to find out just one necklace’s origin, how many resources will be needed to investigate more?

“I thought it would be difficult to figure out something right away, but… … .”

Lennok thought so, then looked at the huge box wriggling and emitting smoke from the farthest part of the lab.

Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooong!!

“… … .”

The shape of a box with only one big lever attached and no decorations or parts.

It is the biggest harvest that Lennok has obtained from Makina, and it is a box of chaos whose nature cannot be properly inferred.

A random box created by combining the foundations of the Simple Ascension Gate. An object that randomly pulls out traces of the old world when you pull a lever.

Because of this item, Antares, the seer, visited Lennok’s mansion once and confirmed it himself.

Lennok, who had been staring blankly at the random box, glanced at the necklace he was holding in his hand.

[master?]

“Didn’t you say it was Kaise’s keepsake?”

[…] … yes?]

Click.

Before Darby could ask, Lennok pulled the lever on the random box.

As soon as the door of the box slammed open, Lennok threw the necklace into it.

swish!!

The shape of the necklace that disappeared in an instant beyond the endless radiance.

Darby asked after being silent as if he was bewildered.

[What are you going to say to the bartender?]

“The Simple Ascension Gate was something Kaise worked on as a test bed for the project.”

said Lennok.

“If this necklace is one of Kaise’s keepsakes, I wonder if it might react to it.”

[Isn’t it too reckless a gamble to expect results from such speculation… … .]

“A magician was attached to the end of the necklace. If you use your hand before the door closes, you can get it back right away-”

Wedge liquid!!

Something ricocheted from inside the box and brushed past Lennok’s side at breakneck speed.

Dududuk!!

The shield was cut off at once, and the impact shook the laboratory from all sides.

Something that had bounced off the walls and ceiling of the lab bounced irregularly and pounded all over the place.

If the protective magic had not been applied in advance in case of damage to the equipment, the expensive equipment would have become scrap metal at once.

Chi profit!!!

A red-hot necklace was embedded in the interior material of the laboratory floor.

Darby asked, watching Lennok from above his head.

[It’s like a reaction to eating something that no one can see.]

“… … It is.”

Lenok, who couldn’t bear to deny it, picked up the necklace with a magician and put it down on the workbench.

The shape of the necklace heated up as if it had been exposed to tremendous heat in a short period of time.

Despite being so hot, there is no visible damage to the metal and quartz that make up the necklace.

Although it was carried out by believing Darby’s words that the heat resistance was very good, the result was quite noteworthy.

Chi profit!!

“hmm… … .”

After thinking for a moment, Lennok nodded.

“Shall we deal with other research first?”

[…] … .]

He felt Darby pat his tail in amazement, but Lennok didn’t mind and cleaned the workbench.

Even if you don’t do that, there are not one or two studies that have stopped halfway through starting.

“Destiny’s scales, the 5th method and Oroknier’s Mass Scheme. Even if you dig into these two things, you might have to live in the lab for several months.”

The five extreme techniques that change the nature of magical power in a completely different way, and the mass technique used by the Ascendant Orochnier as a body spirit technique.

Among the magic and spells that Lennok has recently obtained, two have unrivaled origins and values.

Both had started researching for a while, and although they had achieved their own results, Lennok stopped the research at the point where progress was made.

It was because he knew that the more he got a feel for and delved into the direction and tricks of the spell, the more time he needed.

Mastering both spells will take a great deal of time and effort.

Considering Lennok’s talent and learning speed, considerable investment and study must be preceded.

That’s why Lennok was preparing to force-learn the two magic systems using the expedient allowed to him.

“Rolling Ouroboros, absorbs the two magic systems intact into the permanent organ.”

said Lennok, knocking on the workbench.

“Once you melt it into the magic system and keep rolling it, something will work out.”

[It’s really the limit of the idea of ​​eating it raw.]

“… … .”

Darby tapped the back of Lennok’s head with her tail and yawned, her eyes shining as if she had found something on the workbench.

[Oh, is there something left over there?]

“Have you finished cleaning the workbench yet? I haven’t used the cleaning equipment for a while, so it’s rusty-”

Lennok said that, then paused when he saw the signs Darby had found.

After removing the heated necklace, the workbench melted on it.

It was because the traces remained like elegant letters like scrawled cursive.

“… … .”

[There is a reason why heat resistance is so good. Wasn’t it made for the purpose of heating it up like this from the beginning and stamping it?]

“… … I guess so. It seems to be in the form of text rather than a picture.”

[This is a bizarrely written style. It doesn’t seem like a common language.]

After thinking about Darby’s words for a while, Lennok took out his cell phone from his arms and picked it up.

It wasn’t long before I remembered where I had seen a handwriting similar to this one.

A message sent from the Outer City as a means of mourning the death of a thousand dogs.

The odd handwriting that Darby had searched for and shown to Lennok was very similar to the text written here.

Darby recognized it too and tilted his head.

[Is it written by the same person? However, the characters used are very different… … .]

“Almost certainly. Look at this.”

While saying that, Lennok held out the monocle he was wearing to Darby.

Darby, who received the monocle with his thick front paws, put on his snout and drew his eyes closer.

Darby looked at the messages and texts alternately over the monocle and gave out a strange exclamation.

[Ohh. Ohh.]

The Monocle that Mila gave me as a gift is an object that sees the area beyond visible light by illuminating the magical projection rate differently.

If you compare the two handwritings through him, you can see that there are signs of strange magic remaining under the message of the city of fear and the letters engraved on the workbench.

Clear evidence that the two messages are written in the same way, even though the characters used are different.

“It may not be the same person, but they use the same way of writing. It is probably a skill required when writing a magic book.”

Saying that, Lennok took out a small notebook from his pocket.

After watching Kaise’s disappearance in the closed area, Lennok once consulted Madame about Kaise’s death.

Madam replied that after the vampires decided to keep Kaise’s body, they hid it where no one knew.

Through a deal, Lennok got his hands on the notebook that Madame had been carrying as a contact point.

“Blood Rising Jable. Maybe this stuff will help.”

A notebook that works using the user’s blood as ink, and a recording device that answers questions with an ego.

I had used it right before heading to Machine City Makina, but I put it off because I was in a hurry to go there.

If there is anyone to ask for advice on now and these scribbled characters, this notebook is the only one.

Darby, who was on top of him, grumbled as if he didn’t like it.

[Come to think of it, there was a cheeky piece of paper like this, right?]

“I once asked about Kaise’s body. He said he needed to warm up, so we couldn’t talk for a long time.”

Lennok immediately opened the blood register, dipped his own blood, and wrote it down in the notebook.

“It will be the same even now that it cannot be used for a long time. Let’s quickly check only the necessary parts and move on.”

As expected, the Blood Scribe immediately responded to Lennok’s call.

[Meet the great Transcendentalist and qualified Ascendant.]

The Blood Scribe is an item that guesses the user’s state through blood and changes their attitude.

That’s why this notebook mistook Lennok for an ascendant and showed a very compliant attitude.

Although it is a disadvantage that it cannot be used for a long time, it was confirmed that it gives plausible answers when asked.

All it takes is for Lennok to pick out and write down exactly the questions this notebook can answer.

“Blood Recorder is a recording device that organizes and stores themes related to life and blood.”

Lennok’s eyes lit up as he held the bloody pen.

“It’s important to make connections with your theme. then… … .”

Thinking so, Lennok copied the text engraved on the workbench and drew it on the notebook.

Until the verification of writing down the question again with your own blood at the bottom of the letter.

= If there is a record of a blood relative or species using this character, please answer.

Text is the essence of language and culture.

If it is a character that is far from the common language, it must be a concept derived from a power with a scale and history.

If you ask this kind of question to the blood scribe Zibel, there is no doubt that it will take at least one filtering.

While Lennok was thinking that, the blood scribe drank Lennok’s blood and spewed out an answer.

[Great Ascendant. I don’t understand the question.]

“… … .”

Darby, who placed her snout on top of Lennox’s head who was silent, sighed as if she knew it.

[I can’t help but crap pieces of pulp. The trend is that it is a brain spirit that can also search the network.]

However, before Lennok could ask the question again, the Blood Scribe spewed out another answer.

[However, if you are asking about the owner of this name, there is one search data. Would you like to read?]