Genius Wizard Takes Medicine - Chapter 780



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Genius Wizard Who Eats Medicine Chapter 780

ghost tour (6)

The Church’s special force, 8 apostles, Kamrodal.

Are you saying that the most elite apostle who can fit into single digits is now sending his will to this place?

While Lennok frowned at the fact, the priestess calmly asked.

[I will explain the situation myself. Would you mind meeting him face-to-face?]

“… … .”

As Lennok touched the ring without a word, the priestess’ spiritual body lit up and floated behind Lennok’s back.

Faaaaa!!

The apostle who raised the hammer hesitated and backed away, and the tentacle hanging from his shoulder cocked his head.

[Camrodal. Thank you for finding my body.]

Only then did the tentacles wriggle as if embarrassed.

“… … bridesmaid? What are you doing there now?”

[Due to an unavoidable situation, we decided to cooperate with this person. I’d like to explain that.]

“Um, in that case… … .”

Kamrodal sighed deeply as if he had finally grasped the situation.

“I thought I was lucky, but even that was an illusion. Did I find the traces only after joining hands with the apostate?”

After Lennok discovered the existence of the priestess, he seemed to immediately realize that he had succeeded in tracking him down.

While Lennok tilted his head at the calm reaction uncharacteristic of an apostle, the priestess answered calmly.

[As for the fall of Jinwa, I will personally explain in front of him. Can you retrieve my body and return to the Pope?]

“hmm… … .”

The tentacles fluttering as if in deep thought. The figure clinging to the apostle’s shoulder as if parasitic is very bizarre.

However, instead of pondering for a long time, Kamrodal shook his head slowly.

“Sorry, but that would be difficult. Are you telling me to ignore the apostate who stole the souls of believers?”

[Camrodal. Originally, I wouldn’t ask for something like this, but-]

The priestess calmly shook her head.

[Finally, the destination this person is heading to matches the place instructed by the Pope.]

“… … .”

[It’s a coincidence, but if the destination is the same, wouldn’t there be a reason to break the big flow?]

Only then did Lennok understand why the priestess had reacted the way she heard her destination.

No, I was just putting off the fact that I had vaguely guessed because of my worries about the religious leader.

The reason why the members of the church were isolated in the middle of this swamp.

The reason why the body of the priestess was being transported through such rough terrain instead of being recovered and placed in the papal castle.

Wouldn’t they, like Lennok, cross the Headlane River and head for the Military Command City?

The isolated location of a church with little contact with other cities.

It was too late to notice because of its unique organizational system, which is hostile to almost all forces, but respects them on the contrary.

The Guido Church, to be precise, the priestess Seina Naidri was heading to Yorta to solve the problem related to death.

[Although he is a magician who has enemies in the Pandemonium, his ability and conditions match, so he unwillingly asked to accompany him.]

“pandemonium? Oh, right… … .”

At that moment, Kamrodal’s sticky voice seemed to faintly thin.

“I know because I heard that. I heard that a very eccentric magician has entered Pandaemonium.”

“… … .”

“I heard that there are a lot of people who are wary of his actions because he only deals with extremely sensitive cases or people. I never expected to meet you in a place like this.”

At the words of Kamrodal, who had a faint smile, the priestess also nodded with an expressionless face.

[After I unravel the curse placed on me in Yorta, I will speak directly next time. So now, share this situation as little as possible-]

“… … Wrong.”

At that moment, Lennok, who had been silent with his arms crossed, lightly flicked his finger.

An illusion of faintly distorting space right in front of your eyes.

Wedge… … !!

The moment the black shadow robe fluttered and disappeared on the spot.

The cross section of the massive hammer smashed into the spot where Lennok had been standing at subsonic speeds.

Whoa!!

Just by striking the air, a sound resounded as if the deck was splitting, and the impact pushed the air all over the place and exploded.

Cuguaguagua!!

The figure of Lennok lightly descending on top of the turmoil that turned the swampy ground upside down once more in an instant.

The priestess who was watching the situation behind Lennok asked coldly.

[Camrodal. What is this?]

“What are you doing?”

Kamrodal replied, writhing tentacles.

“We are interrogating heresy who stole the priestess’s soul.”

[You didn’t listen to me.]

“no. heard.”

Kamrodal laughed.

“But, priestess, you haven’t forgotten how you met your death, right?”

[…] … .]

The parasitic tentacle on the shoulder of the apostle who was snorting vigorously let out a fishy tone different from before.

“You could not escape the lost paradise of Jinwa, the Ascended One, and were sentenced to death by the word spirit. Don’t you know what this means?”

[…] … that.]

“It may mean that not only the physical body, but also the spirituality itself is destroyed, making it impossible to think normally.”

Kamrodal said.

“How much can I believe in the explanation that the pandemonium magician steals the soul and spits it out in the meantime?”

“That’s logical. There is a cooking that does not suit the way you speak the language.”

Lennok, who had been listening to the conversation between the two, glanced through the mask.

“The monsters I know called apostles didn’t feel like this.”

Observing his way of thinking and his conversation with the priestess, it was clearly different from the other apostles.

Most of the apostles Lennok had seen so far were capable of conversation, but he had a strong feeling that they were intoxicated somewhere.

In the case of Kamrodal, except for the parasitic form of tentacles, it feels farther away from madness than most of the apostles Lennok has seen.

If we were to judge only the way of thinking and the level at which conversations were possible, it would be comparable to the 2 apostles, who were in a different position from the other apostles.

However, as soon as Kamrodal heard Lennok’s words, he laughed out loud.

“Hahaha, is a mere unbeliever trying to judge the thinking ability of our great incarnation?”

“… … .”

“But you are not wrong. Sometimes there are things that are more visible outside the doctrine. In that respect, the solidity of my reason you pointed out pointed to the essence.”

Kugu Palace… … !!

With Kamrodal’s words, the bullheaded apostle he was parasitizing began to raise the hammer again.

Red-eyed eyes were pouring down, and even the slightest intellect was not felt in that appearance of having seizures.

The complete opposite of Kamrodal, who speaks in the form of tentacles.

“The ending given to our apostles is usually like this. Become an incarnation, swim forever in a great dream, never to return… … .”

Kamrodal tapped the apostle’s body with his tentacles and said.

“We long for death as if we were sleeping in a dream, but we still have a mission for the doctrine of the gods.”

“It’s a mission.”

Lennok smiled through his mask.

“You mean to parasitize on another apostle’s body and lead the maddened monsters to a necessary death?”

“… … .”

“The shape of tentacles. parasitic way. A rational mindset unlike the other apostles. It seems your apostolic spells are specialized in manipulating other objects.”

Awesome!!

Lennok asked, pulling out his sorcerer and putting it over the wooden splinters hanging over his head.

“Isn’t it the reason why you dragged the body of an already damaged apostle as a doll in order to fully recover the priestess?”

“Hoo.”

Kamrodal let out a faint exclamation, and the priestess’s soul looked away.

[You.]

“The church has already put crazy apostles into the battlefield and used them as weapons of massacre regardless of whether they are friends or family.”

Saying that, Lennok glanced back at the bullhead apostle.

“If the author insisted on bringing the mad apostle over another entity, it would be to clear the room, not to save him.”

[…] … .]

The priestess was also silent as if she had realized something after hearing that.

At the point when Kamrodal said that he couldn’t trust her, mentioning the power of Jinwa even after hearing the priestess’s words, it became clear that he did not come to help the priestess in this situation.

“Haha, of course, this is not the judgment of the papacy. It’s just my personal opinion.”

Kamrodal nodded and laughed.

“But for the sake of a great doctrine, shouldn’t the weighing of the church and the safety of the priestess not exist at all?”

[Kamrodal… … .]

“Goddess. I respect your dedication to the church and your achievements in fulfilling your duties as a priest.”

Kamrodal said about the speechless priestess.

“But if your death has become Jinwa’s, not him, then the church must leave no room for Jinwa. I hope you understand that.”

[…] … .]

“There are no personal feelings. but-”

At that moment, Kamrodal’s tentacles grew long and sharp spines formed at the tips.

As it was, the tentacle that had fluttered on the shoulder of the bull-headed apostle was accurately pierced into the back of the apostle’s head.

[Keep it off!!!]

The figure of an apostle twisting his whole body while screaming terribly.

When Lennok realized that it was the result of Kamrodal’s magic spell, he immediately wrapped himself in a sorcerer.

Chow!!

The moment when the sorcerer, wielded like a whip, was about to sever the apostle’s head cleanly, cutting down the bushes and tree stumps.

The bull-headed apostle grabbed the magician’s bundle with one hand.

Awesome!!

The apostle’s palm split at once and blood dripped down, but at the same time, the body was restored with a monstrous regenerative power.

At the same time, calm words flowed from the mouth of the bullheaded apostle.

“Magician. High level manipulation formula. Amputation granted?”

“… … .”

“It’s not at a level specialized in manipulation, but it’s already reached the stage where it intervenes in the nature of the spell and distorts the attribute.”

A calm and well-thought-out tone that made it hard to believe that a monster that had been crying without any intellect until just now.

The apostle touched his chin with one hand and strode forward.

“As expected, a special magician. I can hardly guess the scope or limits of my abilities. The search itself is meaningless.”

“I really can’t understand the tribe of apostles.”

Lennok also shook his head, realizing what had entered the apostle’s body.

“Did you steal the body of the same apostle and use it as your own doll?”

The tentacle that was parasitic on the shoulder of another apostle until just now.

The 8 Apostles, Kamrodal, used his own Apostle Spells in earnest and completely took away the body of the same Apostle.

Exclusive and self-righteous behavior that makes it hard to believe that they believe in the same doctrine and serve the same religious leader under the same organization.

The spirit of an apostle who casually violates taboos that are difficult to commit even against enemies, let alone allies.

However, despite Lennok’s words, the priestess was calm as if she knew that, and Kamrodal also responded calmly.

“You seem to know about the Church, but you don’t know much about it. Have you not yet understood what offerings mean to us?”

“… … .”

“Faith is sacrifice. Sacrifice is dedication. It would be foolish to check every doctor at the point of following his guidance.”

thud!!

Kamrodal, who slowly raised the hammer the apostle was holding, spoke.

“It is the same with the priestess. It is unfortunate that her death was decided by Jinwa, but that death should not deviate from the doctrine.”

Are you going to incinerate the soul of the priestess because the death of the priestess must belong exclusively to the church?

Lennok still couldn’t relate to that nonsensical way of thinking, but the priestess didn’t seem to.

While feeling and understanding Kamrodal’s logic, she pondered for a while before finally opening her mouth.

[…] … no. I still have work to do.]

The priestess said as she looked at the eight apostles who stole the bodies of other apostles.

[Camrodal. I respect your decision, but this is not the time for appointments. The work he entrusted to you still remains.]

“… … .”

[No matter what happens, I will head for the memorial tower in Yoreta.]

“Right. However, I believe that even that role can be replaced by future priestesses. Like all of our apostles.”

Kamrodal also nodded, seemingly unfazed.

“If we can’t agree, here we have to follow our own judgment.”

coo cooo… … !!

From an intellectless monster, the body of a warrior imbued with the mind of an apostle that Lennok is surprisingly rational.

With that alone, the magic power emitted by the apostle is quickly set in order, and it transforms into a speculation that subtly oppresses the surroundings.

Lennok tilted his head annoyedly, receiving the intent to kill that was evident even through the thick robe.

“I had no intention of interfering with the Church’s affairs… … .”

[You. sorry. I didn’t even think that things would turn out like this… … .]

The priestess answered in a voice full of complex emotions.

[The 8 apostles are very capable apostles in handling the affairs of the church. If it bothers you, you can break the bond of the soul right now-]

“Leave?”

Lennok snorted and took a step forward.

“That bastard tried to get rid of the witness even before knowing the circumstances. Even if you come and throw that side and run away, they will try to follow you.”

[…] … .]

If we had to hand over the judgment, we had to undo the fact that the soul of the priestess was retrieved in the ring itself.

Otherwise, no matter how you deal with it, it will be difficult to avoid a collision with Kamrodal.

Rather, it was more reasonable to push forward as hard as Victor’s temperament was played here.

“Well, good.”

Lennok raised his magic power from the inside of his robe and joined his hands together.

“At this point, it wouldn’t be bad to kill a few more apostles of the church.”

“You can’t be arrogant. No matter how much you are a magician of pandemonium, in a remote place like this-”

At that moment, Kamrodal’s words, which were looking at Lennok, stopped on the spot.

The moment Lennok, who had put his hands together, slowly separated his palms from facing each other.

It was because the scenery began to slowly rotate as it distorted between the spaces between the hands.

“Summoning.”

Keyiing!!

At the same time as the intense revolving sound, the cracks in the space that split apart eventually turned into achromatic fragments.

At the same time, on the other side of the imaginary dimension, two withered arms grabbed the crack and protruded to reveal itself.

[Kick-kick-kick.]

A hooked-nosed giant with a dark hood all over his body and an eerie smile.

If it were to be unique, would it be that the number of arms protruding out of the hood amounted to eight?

Above the forty long, thin and withered fingers, a bunch of magicians dozens of times larger were hanging.

“Manipulation magic is difficult to handle, so even I need to prepare and adjust. It was quite often a waste of time.”

When fighting as Victor, he often needed to warm up because he mainly used manipulation techniques.

While fighting with the clown in the citadel of Jillian, the Grand Duke of Kavahim, Lennok also realized it.

That’s why Lennok succeeded in researching and obtaining a new technique to use as Victor’s identity.

It was a power that no one would suspect even if Victor had newly acquired it, but the power itself was unsurpassed.

A weapon of a completely different type, inspired by Agneta’s ability and the essence of Naiab, who made herself a summoned beast in the Spell League.

If it takes too long to catch up with Agneta’s innate senses, born of a mixed blood of an ancient species.

Wouldn’t it be enough to create a substitute that can mimic Agneta’s ability?

“Specialized artificial summons. The tailor of the imaginary dimension.”

Lennok laughed.

“It must be a perfect stage to experiment on the mad apostle.”

[Khehehe!!]

The tailor floated above the head of the masked Lennok and started waving his eight arms while laughing maniacally.