Genius Wizard Takes Medicine - Chapter 746



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Genius Magician Who Eats Medicine Chapter 746

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“You overheard my conversations with the Watchers?”

A clown’s sudden reasoning declaration that he seems to know Victor’s true identity.

But as soon as Lennox heard that, he sighed and shook his head.

It was because he knew that the moment the clown had mentioned was the least likely moment to suspect Victor’s true identity.

Since I have my feet on both sides of the Blue Eye and Pandemonium, I have been paying close attention to those areas.

The only thing he had a direct conversation with on the spot as Victor was just a few words to the twin watchers Pio and Geo.

That’s only enough to point out their style and movement during a fast-paced battle.

If the clown felt something there, it would not be a fragment of the truth, but more like a delusion of a crazy illusionist.

“Even if you don’t spout such bullshit, I won’t talk about your territory, so shut up and crawl out. Even if you don’t, how much do you have to deal with-”

“A rare disease that costs life.”

said the clown, interrupting Lennok.

“A natural bond that borders on a curse.”

“… … .”

“Isn’t that the true identity of your secret?”

The clown, with his head sticking out on the ground, is watching Lennok’s reaction.

Lennok, who had been silent, slowly turned his gaze to the clown.

“Funny words. I don’t know where you came up with that speculation.”

Through the obsidian mask, the soft light of his eyes spilled out, and he calmly looked down at the clown.

Lennok smiled as he sat down on a rock under the meadow where the clown was buried and met his gaze.

“Looks like you have something to say to me. Go on. I want to hear more.”

“… … .”

The clown looks bewildered by the calmer answer than he thought.

But Lennok knew there was no reason to react hastily to the clown’s speculation.

It is true that the clown’s answer pierces Lennok’s true nature to some extent, but it is unlikely that the basis for the guess is the conversation with the watchers.

If that thought hasn’t changed even now, you must have approached that side through other words and actions or knowledge.

First of all, I had to listen to the clown’s explanation about that part.

The clown looked up at Lennok in silence, then replied with a smirk.

“The twin sympathizers you encountered pointed out about your strength. Do you remember?”

“… … .”

“The sympathizer, who is sensitive to his surroundings, rarely misses skin-to-skin information. According to him, you’re just hiding it perfectly with manipulation techniques, and your physical abilities aren’t that special.”

Before Lennok could answer, the clown looked down.

The clown looked at the shadow robe he was wearing and murmured.

“A shadow robe used by Plague Doctors and Rift Guardians. A mask and gloves that completely hide the skin. Abnormal magic talent and a body that couldn’t handle it. I’ve heard of it a few times.”

“… … .”

“If you are a class that has a transcendent aptitude for special skills, but is extremely reluctant to expose it to the outside… … .”

With the obsidian mask in between, several unreadable gazes cross each other.

The clown smiling round and round as if not wanting to miss the reaction, and Lennok looking at the mouth with expressionless eyes.

It’s not strange if the atmosphere is turned upside down with a single word, a conversation that is sharp and risky like a knife.

said the clown with a grin, as if confirmed by Lennok’s silence.

“One of the oldest wizarding families, and the lineage of half-bows that are said to have been cursed by the world. Victor, you inherited Ascendant blood. Isn’t it?”

“… … what?”

“yes?”

A quiet silence passed between the two of them over Lennok, who inadvertently questioned them.

The clown also tilted his head, not expecting such a reaction, and shouted triumphantly as if he had found the correct answer.

“Puhaha, I won’t fall for such a bluff!! How about my sharp reasoning!!”

“… … .”

“If you get the answer right, quickly take off the mask and reveal your true identity.”

A mound of dirt rained down on the clown’s half-powdered face.

Lennok, who shoved a lump of earth into the clown’s mouth, stood up without hesitation.

“There is a possibility that Jillian will send a tracking party, so we move to the border area. move right away.”

“Eh? what? Isn’t it real? When Myeong recommended me to join the team, I thought it would be an acquaintance of that family, but the reaction isn’t very interesting.”

The clown, who was chewing on the dirt in his mouth, said.

“Wasn’t the reason why you participated in the operation against Gyebaek because the Ascendant’s lineage could survive in a well?”

“… … Did you guess my identity by relating it to Ming’s lineage?”

I wondered what he was thinking when he suddenly pointed out Victor’s true identity.

However, the fact that the reasoning thrown so blindly is not very wrong confirms the danger of the clown.

It’s ironic that even though he’s insane and his methods and ideas are terribly twisted, there’s no way he’ll point out a completely wrong answer.

The essence of the illusionist, who plays with the hierarchy with contradictions and sophistry and runs away from madness, is clearly revealed even at the moment of conversation like this.

“Hmm, to be honest, I’m interested in the descendants of the deceased ascenders.”

The clown nodded.

“Even if it is a young lighthouse keeper, there is a part of the doctor who agrees with the doctor about the generation of their supernormal abilities that have died and disappeared.”

“… … .”

Looking back, it seems that I heard that the clown was conducting research in a similar way to the doctor in Pandemonium.

Did you hear from Freya when you escaped from the Great Forest where the well was located?

As Lennok looked back at the memory, the clown slowly moved and chuckled.

“Among them, the Ascendant Bangoong (叛穹) is a situation where all of its bloodlines have been completely exterminated and not even a trace remains. Only the gruesome anecdote about being cursed by the world comes down like a legend.”

The clown lifted one shoulder off the ground and smiled at Lennok.

“So, Victor, would you like to offer your blood? Apparently, he doesn’t know anything about his origins, but I might be able to answer that question.”

“I don’t want to volunteer to satisfy the curiosity of a mad clown.”

Lennok laughed.

“I’m just a little curious about what it would feel like to kill an illusionist, but if it’s to solve each other’s curiosity, we’ll cooperate.”

Huung… … !!

The clown with only his neck buried in it and Lennok looking down at him were comical, but the enchantment that swirled around him was as sharp and sharp as a blade.

A banquet of anticipation that would allow us to raise our blades and lower our heads toward each other.

However, instead of being nervous in such an atmosphere, the clown burst into laughter.

“Hee hee!! Victor, I thought about it earlier, but really nothing has changed. Personally, I really like your arrogance.”

“… … .”

“There’s nothing I can’t do for you once in a while, but I also have work to do. A deal like that is a little difficult.”

Having said that, the clown suddenly grabbed the dirt with his teeth and chewed it up and swallowed it.

“Anyway, it’s unfortunate, but I think we’ll have to part ways at this point.”

so-so!

It digs up the soil with its bare mouth and digs out its own shoulders buried up to its neck.

After chewing on the mound of dirt Lennok gave him, he thought it was worth it.

While Lennok frowned at the crazy idea, the clown crawled out from under the ground eating dirt and slapped his stomach.

“You’ve consumed more stocks than necessary in the citadel. I’m worried that this will affect my work. What should I do?”

“I don’t really want to worry about a guy who eats dirt and fills his stomach.”

“Keuhehe, you have a much neater personality than I thought. I will remember it.”

“Was this a question of cleanliness?”

When Lennok replied in disgust, the clown giggled as if he couldn’t contain his laughter.

The clown who was laughing like crazy at what was so funny to himself suddenly stopped laughing as if he had remembered something.

“Oh right. Agneta. Now stop hiding and come out soon.”

The clown looked around with a serious expression and raised his gaze with his hand on his waist.

“Or will I have to pull it out myself to crawl out?”

“… … I thought you two were going to fight again.”

Agneta replied with a shy look as she hung a spider web from beyond the imaginary dimension.

“I had to give Victor a subspace spell anyway, so I wasn’t going to run away.”

“Ah, did you have anything left to do with Victor? Hmm, then… … .”

The clown pondered with a much softened expression, and then bit his nails with his mouth.

I lifted my sharpened fingernail and stroked my forearm several times.

The clown scratched his forearm and wrote down a few letters.

The insane idea of ​​writing a letter using your own skin as paper.

The clown said to Agnetta, not caring about his forearm, which was peeling and bleeding.

“When you are done with Victor, please pass this to the angler.”

“Eh, to the angler?”

Agneta frowned in open disapproval.

“Don’t you like it?”

“It takes a lot of time for me to go out of the continent too. In the first place, there aren’t many sea areas with routes that go there.”

“Isn’t that why I’m asking you?”

said the clown incredulously, and tossed the peeling skin on his forearm at Agnete.

The spider grumbled, disapprovingly catching the letter made from the skin of the magician.

“I knew it. It wasn’t just that we ran into each other.”

“It may not be necessary to convey it, but I think it should be conveyed first.”

The clown said that and loosened his shoulders.

“If there is any problem, he will do the next thing for me.”

“With a letter written like this?”

“… … What I am about to tell you is confidential.”

The clown dipped the blood flowing on his forearm and applied it to his lips.

A terrifying appearance painted with red blood on the lips. But Lennok noticed that the tone of the clown’s mouth changed immediately after he did it.

“While searching the Baracheda Liberation Front, I got information that there is another ‘door’ under King Kavahim.”

jjoong!!

I hear something breaking in the air, but nothing happens.

It looks as if something tried to block the clown’s mouth, but it was blocked by some means.

“I’m going to go check it out now, but I need someone to clean up after I move.”

The clown slowly warmed up and continued.

“If the angler hears this, he will be back soon. Hogu enough to cooperate in finding the door outside the continent… … He is a man with a faithful sense of duty.”

“oh… … .”

said Agneta with a curious look of admiration.

“That’s right, leaving us a will. It’s just the atmosphere.”

“Agneta. Are you going to keep talking ominous things?”

“Don’t worry, I’ll take good care of your grave.”

“It would be fortunate if it wasn’t thrown away in the imaginary dimension.”

The clown giggled and raised his mana.

“I had no intention of approaching the door in the first place. I plan to just make a fuss like today and seek advice from the person concerned.”

“Just make a fuss in moderation… … .”

Can I explain what happened today at the Giant’s Citadel like that?

Agneta asked while Lennok admired the standard beyond common sense.

“Who is in charge? Anyone else you know personally?”

“I am not an acquaintance. However, there is someone who knows better than anyone about the secret facility inside King Kavahim.”

The clown said so and turned around without hesitation.

“If you ask the king directly, won’t you get an answer?”

“… … .”

“Ah, Victor. Today was fun.”

The clown, who was about to disappear, averted his gaze and gave a cute wink, as if belatedly thinking of Lenok.

“As expected, there must be a lot of people like you in order to have the taste of working in the Pandemonium. It is not always easy.”

“What do you mean by someone like me?”

“Are you asking because you don’t know?”

The clown laughed.

“He’s someone who has the talent he’s been chosen for and knows very well that he’s been chosen.”

“… … .”

“I don’t like to observe the lower fates, but there are people like you who have a taste for watching.”

From the tips of his toes, the new form of the clown blurs.

As if it never existed there from the beginning, it melts and disappears like frost in the middle of winter.

It is so sophisticated and high-level magic that it is hard to believe that it is not in very good condition.

“Whether that arrogance is crushed and drowned in mud, or searching for meaning at the end of the sky… … Wouldn’t either be the best entertainment on this pitiful stage?”

Leaving Lennok unanswered, the clown grinned and disappeared.

“So let’s get along well in the future. We will see you again soon.”

“Who is calling whom a clown?”

Leaving Agneta grumbling, Lennok silently stared at the spot where the clown had disappeared.

Even with Lennok’s senses, he possessed such excellent magic that he could completely disappear without being able to catch any traces of it.

Even the crude idea of ​​digging up the soil when taking my body out from under the ground.

The same goes for stealing refreshments from the fortress throne room, and he is still a crazy maniac.

Even trying to infer Lennok’s identity at the end was purely because of the spontaneous idea of ​​wanting to see Lennok’s reaction.

It ended in meaningless fuss, but one day the moment comes when the coexistence of different social statuses is absolutely necessary.

I just hope that the gyro’s ship and the key that I got today will be the means Lennok wants.

“I’m tired… … .”

Lennok murmured as he sat blankly on the grass and gazed up at the dark sky.

Agneta, who had been watching Lennok silently fixing the mask, asked quietly.

“I’ve been curious about it before, but are you covering your face because you’re descended from a really noble lineage?”

“… … .”

“If you’re a sorcerer, you’ll be treated anywhere without having to hide your identity. It’s like the name, so I’m trying not to explain.”

It seems that Agneta, too, had something to think about in the reasoning and logic of the clown’s reasoning.

As much as he knows the family of Ming, it is not strange to think that Victor, who seems close to him, comes from a similar family.

Lennok tried to ignore Agneta’s words, but then changed his mind and opened his mouth.

“It’s part of the deal we made when we entered Pandaemonium.”

“transaction?”

“Excess of anything is worse than lack of it.”

“… … .”

“Maybe Myeong knew it would turn out like this.”

“I can’t understand what you’re saying.”

Leaving behind Agneta’s words, Lennok recalled the time he entered Pandaemonium without a word.

Myeong constantly persuaded him that he needed Lennok’s talent, and helped him to hide his identity.

The obsidian mask used as Victor’s identity is evidence of his identity given to him by Myeong.

But why did he bother to wear a mask, even though he noticed that Lennok was always carrying multiple identities at the same time?

Myung may have thought that Lennok had to hide his face in a way other than disguise magic.

Was he also predicting that he would receive misunderstood speculation about his identity like he is now?

If it’s the foresight gained through experience, then it wouldn’t be necessary to say who inspired Myeong.

“Where is the captain now?”

“Suddenly you talk like Soryu. Are you also looking for a leader?”

Agneta shook her head as if she didn’t understand why.

“The only time I can be contacted is when the leader sends a consciousness to the Imaginary Number Dimension. You can hardly find it unless you call it yourself.”

“… … .”

“There’s nothing to move unless it’s a plan you’ve devised. It’s not uncommon to appear at the end, get rid of only the important parts, and then disappear. You know that?”

shrugged.

“There are not a few people who want the captain to keep that way. Maybe even the leader knows about it.”

“It’s that way.”

Lennox muttered along the words and laughed.

Even now that I have come to understand the leader’s strength and history to some extent, I still partially sympathize with that ambiguity.

How far his true intentions extended, how far he wished for his existence to remain in this world.

Did he finally find the answer by the third time?

I want to ask all those questions right now, but I also know that they won’t answer me on the contrary.

If the leader himself does not care how Lennok moves within the plan and organization he has set up, then Lennok also arbitrarily tampers with the plan and direction of the pandemonium.

At least as much as I know what the leader wants and plans for all of this, as I continue my activities as Victor, there will always be times when I will run into them at least once.

Even Lennok didn’t know what to talk about with the captain at that time.

It was enough to be sure that that moment would come one day.

Thinking that far, Lennok slowly brushed off his robe and stood up.

Now was the time to check the harvest that had been obtained more difficult than expected.

“Agneta, take out the ship.”

Lennok nodded as he put his hand inside his robe.

“I’ll have to take out the remains of the guide here and see for myself.”