Genius Wizard Takes Medicine - Chapter 821



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Chapter 821

Knot(8)

Private military company Dead Rise. Corps 2nd Headquarters that manages the Far East of the Central Front.

It is a particularly large branch within an organization that has grown in power by absorbing all kinds of warlords at random.

This is because the Far East Front has undergone recent cataclysms, and Dead Rise has also undergone inevitable collisions and mergers several times.

Warlords with Blue Eyes trying to advance from the East Continent to the Central Front, as well as Heads who have gone mad after being corrupted.

From crazy apostles who run rampant regardless of whether or not they are friends, to drunkards from the Spell League who appear on the battlefield as they please.

Right now, 2nd HQ couldn’t get out of the flow either, and even now hundreds of corpses were strewn in front of HQ, forming a mountain.

Gooo!!

A barren scene in which people die and then die and become completely insensitive to the value of life.

Every moment I endure and work here, I feel as if my emotions are being cut away.

A man in a white coat was sitting on top of a mountain of corpses, listening to the reports of his advisors.

“The memorial tower collapsed?”

“The specific circumstances have not yet been identified, but at this point it is almost certain information.”

The staff looked at the man’s back and spoke again with nervous expressions.

“The giant tower that penetrated the sky over the Gunryeong City disappeared, and in the aftermath, the air pressure around it was shaking randomly.”

“… … .”

“Cross-checked with the shaman currently stationed at the headquarters, so this is probably solid information.”

“ah… … I see Because Yorta is located near the eastern continent.”

The man scratched his head as if he realized why the staff were reporting him like this only then.

Blood scabs fell off her long, snow-white hair at the touch of her hand.

The man who turned his head to the staff with a blank expression asked.

“Are you reporting because I am near among the generals? Can we go there?”

“… … How can we organize a strategy for Captain Songha?”

The staff hurriedly waved their hands in fright.

“However, other forces must have obtained relevant information and started moving. They will try to find out for themselves what happened to Yorta.”

“… … .”

“The 2nd HQ is planning to select a search party and dispatch it to Yoreta. The reason I told the captain about this was to get approval for the formation of the search party-”

“Why are you picking people out one by one?”

A man named Song Ha jumped up with his long hair tied up with one hand.

“I’ll come and go myself. Hang in there.”

“Wait, Captain!!”

“That, not that… … !! Please calm down and listen!!”

The staff were embarrassed and hurriedly grabbed the man called Song Ha by the crotch of his pants.

Even within Dead Rise, which has grown in scale by absorbing warlords, there are only a handful of superhumans who have received the title of general.

It is because it is not allowed to increase or decrease the general without the approval of the enemy of Dead Rise.

Furthermore, the ranking of ranks is also given by classifying not only the individual’s military power, but also the merits and demerits of the organization and various aptitudes.

And now, this man who is waving his arms in front of his staff is a superman who has risen to the rank of captain, one of only three generals in Dead Rise.

A monster who has grown to maturity with only one talent and ability, setting aside all other criteria.

“I did everything Ethan asked for. I’ve been waiting for the remnants of the warlords for three days, but now no one is coming.”

Songha pointed to the corpses piled up like a mountain under her feet.

The staff, who knew that it was a massacre created by handling it alone, shut their mouths.

Seeing this, Song Ha flapped her white coat and began to warm up.

“If we run from here to Yoreta, we will arrive in two days. It won’t take long, so I’ll be back soon.”

“Wait, boss… … !!”

“Isn’t it just a matter of going to Yorta and asking what happened?”

At the words of Song Ha, who seemed to have already made a decision, the staff gave up and began to persuade him in a different way.

“… … We will try to gather more information, so could you wait a little longer?”

“If an incident like this happened, it wouldn’t be long before information leaked out.”

“After clearly grasping the situation, formally organizing the troops-”

“No, I have to go now.”

Saying that, Songha jumped up and lightly jumped over the heads of the staff.

abnormally elongated limbs. Wearing a white coat and clothes and limping, even that figure seems to be elongated.

His sword, as long as his long bent legs, swayed wildly at the waist.

“Come to think of it, I heard that Ethan traveled to Yorta a long time ago.”

“… … Whoa, is the enemy saying?”

“We have to leave before we forget. I’ll come.”

While the staff faced each other with pale complexions, Songha stepped on the mountain of corpses and started to jump down.

Tung, Tung, Paaaang!!

Songha’s new model, which seemed to bounce lightly, accelerated explosively on the spot and disappeared on the other side of the headquarters in an instant.

The staff looked at it for a while without saying anything properly.

“… … That’s why I told you not to report it to the captain.”

“Considering the importance of this work, it is absolutely necessary to organize a search party with supermen of the rank of lieutenant or higher. You’re going to take care of this without permission from your superiors?”

Yoreta’s Memorial Tower is a key facility in the city and an important foundation that served as a wedge between the stairways.

At the point of the tower’s fall, it is impossible to completely hide the aftermath.

The barometric pressure around Yoreta itself had changed, so by now information related to the central front would have spread widely.

If so, staff members’ failure to report this fact to the headquarters is tantamount to dereliction of duty.

The problem is that the one at the 2nd headquarters now was Captain Song Ha, who was on standby after receiving orders from the enemy.

Even in the eyes of the staff loyal to Dead Rise, Song Ha was never a normal sensibility holder.

A freewheeling and disorderly personality that doesn’t match the discipline of the Legion.

Nevertheless, it is also true that the special position of receiving orders from the enemy after passing through the rank of captain came more burdensome to the staff.

“It would have been better if there had been someone like Vice Admiral Damus… … .”

“Don’t you know that the activities of the generals have decreased since the disappearance of Major General Grisburn? I can’t help it now.”

“Discard the plan for organizing a search party. First of all, we clean up the traces of the battle that took place in front of the headquarters.”

“First of all, put the agenda on the headquarters common communication network. There will be follow-up measures after other generals who are able to confirm it.”

One of the staff members sighed and began sorting out the paperwork.

“If the enemy has left something behind in Yorta, maybe this could be a dramatic lesson for us.”

* * *

Several days have passed since Croken Asilus destroyed the memorial tower alone and disappeared.

The scenery of the ruins of bedrock piled up like a mountain at the site where the tower collapsed and the canal that collapsed between them.

The river is blocked by debris from the tower and overflows, and nearby facilities and buildings tilt and shake.

In order to capture the situation in the city with their own two eyes, the living and military spirits who came from each floor were crowded without a break.

A mausoleum located far from the ruins of the collapsed memorial tower.

A sanctuary for the dead with huge tombs and statues filling the walls.

Hundreds of people and military spirits came and went to observe and observe the condition of a sorcerer who was isolated in the center of the sanctuary.

[Spiritual stimulation failure. Not specified.]

[Code and training not allowed. Inability to contemplate the body and spirit.]

Woooooo!!!

All kinds of bizarre thoughts and wills floating above his head wrap around Lennok’s body, and soon fall off without getting any reaction.

[Regardless of whether he is conscious or not, he doesn’t react at all.]

[It is impossible to even interfere with the systemic magic that deals with the soul.]

[It’s as if you’re dealing with an inanimate object. How could a living human do this… … .]

Shamans, commanding magicians, and psychics who perform spells on the living from all over Yoreta come one after another, sticking out their tongues and retreating.

“There is a very strong barrier of will. I can’t possibly get over it.”

“He is a sorcerer so powerful that he cannot even compare with himself. If I use my hands more here, I might break my mind.”

“I give up. I don’t want to be killed by a dog playing tricks on a madman like this.”

A situation in which a magician who is tied up in a transparent hemispherical barrier gets scared and falls out, and on the contrary, even those who give up without being able to touch it appear one after another.

Rather, psychics or shamans who have accumulated experience in their field and are widely known give up more quickly.

The heavenly demons who had been imprisoning Lennok at the command of the heroic spirits shook their heads in amazement.

“That is absurd… … .”

“The guys who belonged to the tower dealt with something like that?”

“Look at that. They are looking at us openly.”

Beyond the transparent hemispherical dome, the wizard’s body was bound by thick chains of fog.

However, Lennok, instead of shrinking at the sight of the military commanders who surrounded him, instead stared back at them and beckoned.

The heavenly demons, who inadvertently followed the gesture and averted their eyes, opened their mouths after realizing what Lennok was doing.

“That human… … They are practicing military spirit while watching us.”

“… … what?”

The nagging heard next to Lennok, who beckoned to the astonished heavenly demons.

“no. Because that’s not it. To move the senses that way.”

“… … .”

“You’re wrong again. What are you listening to me for?”

Passing through the relentless reproach in his ears, Lennok focused on manipulating the command in front of him.

[Huh.]

whitish spirit body. The lowest-ranking command that has no form.

Lennok lay down on the bed, cautiously waving his finger at the commander.

It turns over and twists in the air according to the hand gestures, and starts rolling around.

[Ugh!!]

But even for a while, the figure of the commander who couldn’t stand it and exploded and disappeared.

The spiritual body of a boy sitting next to a bed. Grand Inquisitor Oris looked at Lennok and bruised with excitement.

“This is why human bastards. You don’t understand the delicate way of existence of our Heroic Spirits.”

“… … .”

“What are you looking at? Wasn’t it you who first asked me to teach you how to manipulate spiritual bodies?”

“… … It’s not like that.”

Lennok struggled to loosen the bandages that covered his chin and replied.

“For someone who was resurrected just before perishing, he’s quite energetic.”

“… … .”

The appearance of Oris, who smokes other things while avoiding his eyes, as if he was stabbed in the middle.

The shabby look that was tortured by the soul spirit and driven to the brink of extinction is nowhere to be found.

“Well, thanks to you, wasn’t it possible for you to stay in this mausoleum for a while?”

Oris cleared his throat and said with his arms crossed.

“If you hadn’t summoned the exiled heroic spirits to settle the situation, you would have been a corpse blown up in the headlane riverbed.”

“Even if you say… … It’s so low-key.”

It is only natural that the city shakes as the memorial tower has collapsed and the spirits of the requiem have disappeared.

The moment when the warlords residing on each floor of Yoreta ran rampant, and the entire city was about to fall into uncontrollable chaos.

At the same time as the tower collapsed, the awakened ancient spirits appeared and began to take care of the city again.

Mighty warlords exiled from the night, like Oris. The ancient spirits who resisted the decision of the requiem and slept on the underground stairs.

A bizarre coincidence that the strong people who were completely forgotten in the history of Yorta wake up en masse and regain the city again.

Looking back on what Croken said as he left, this too must have been one of the intended results.

Looking back, I went through something similar in Machine City.

Makina, who failed in the Ascension Gate plan, also had many monsters lurking in the shadows of the city.

An 8-level psychometric person encountered in the shadows of Machina, ‘Mastermind’ is a monster so dangerous that even Lennok cannot fathom its potential.

Considering him, it was not strange that monsters with a similar history existed under the shadow of the city in Yorta.

However, Lennok understood Oris’ words, but raised his hand with a sullen expression.

“If you want to show condescension like that, release these shackles first. What kind of treat is this to the lifesaver?”

dope!!

The chain of thick fog that tightly bound Lennok’s wrists swayed wildly at the gesture.

“… … Hmmmm, from there on, it’s out of my control.”

At Lennok’s words, Oris started clearing his throat violently, averting his gaze further away.

“To put it bluntly, it’s not me who’s taking care of the chaos in the city right now, but the heroic spirits trapped in the depths of Yorta.”

“so?”

“that… … Isn’t it obvious what he thinks of you?”

“… … .”

The ancient heroic spirits who are now arranging the chaos in Yorta on behalf of the requiem know nothing about Lenok.

All they heard was about an outlaw who broke into Mugan’s sanctuary, awakened the Ascendant, and destroyed Mugan.

It is natural that it is something that cannot be ignored in their position to settle the chaos of the city.

However, it did not mean that Lennok would be a reason to look at the circumstances while taking that into account.

“This chain of fog.”

said Lennok, looking at the chains rattling around his wrists.

“The body of the arrival hidden in the Infernal Sanctuary was also hung with exactly the same thing.”

“Ha ha ha ha ha… … .”

“If you don’t solve this by today, I will destroy it myself and go out.”

Of course, Lennok’s body has not recovered enough to break free of the restraints surrounding him right now.

But from Oris’ point of view, Lennok’s threat doesn’t sound like a lie.

Naturally, the boy’s face turned into an indescribably troubled expression.

“… … I get it. I’ll pass that on to the higher up and take care of it quickly.”

“Why are you giving up your seat to other heroic spirits and killing yourself here in the first place?”

Lennok took out a cigarette from inside his bosom and bit into it.

“When you first asked for my cooperation, didn’t you talk nonsense about obtaining the power of Yoreta?”

“Even if this is said… … .”

The moment Oris was about to say something, raising her gaze as if in a fit of rage at Lennok’s candid remark.

A cold female voice echoed behind the two of them.

“Because Oris Aisen is so weak that he can no longer exist as a Heroic Spirit.”

jump!!

At the same time, the barrier Lennok was imprisoned opened wide, and someone walked in.

At the same time as she entered, the barrier completely submerged and completely blocked the line of sight around the shrine.

The figure of a young woman wearing clothes that fluttered so much that her entire body was covered.

The face, which is so expressionless that it feels even stern, shows no emotion whatsoever.

She strode casually, glanced at Oris and said,

“Even when he was banished from the night, he was the most exhausted man among us. He is still in the shape of an immature boy, so the blow must be severe.”

“Who is it?”

“It’s late to say hello.”

The woman gracefully spread one hand and bowed politely.

“Nimel. There is no last name. It is an insignificant soul exiled from night travel like Oris and imprisoned on the 17th floor of the memorial tower.”

“… … .”

Even after hearing the woman who called herself Nimel, Lennok felt something strange and frowned.

It was because she felt an inexplicable and intense sense of deja vu from the way she spoke, the way she spoke, and the momentum of her soul.

Nimel ignored Lennok’s reaction and patted Oris’ head.

“Once this situation is settled, Oris intends to focus on restoring the spiritual body. Given his contributions, it deserves it.”

“Damn it, don’t touch my hair!”

When Oris grumbled and slashed Nimel’s hand, she withdrew her hand as if nothing had happened and looked away.

“More important than that is what to do with your disposition in this situation.”

“… … .”

“It wasn’t enough that they damaged the body of the ascendant enshrined in the inferno and collapsed the sanctuary, it was a criminal organization that destroyed the memorial tower… … .”

Nimel’s gaze turned complicated in an instant.

“The earthly affairs are troublesome and complex. While we forgot about the world, so much has changed outside.”

The Manguiya journey is one of the oldest ascension ceremonies on this continent.

The heroic spirits who participated in the night journey are also beings worn out by the flow of time after countless years.

It’s no wonder that one of the old Heroic Spirits, Nimel, is perplexed by the changes outside.

But Lennok sensed that it wasn’t the only reason she objected to this.

Oddly familiar manners and gestures, polite but self-conscious way of speaking, fluttering clothes and a strangely clear presence.

Surely he had traveled to Yorta with a soul that had a similar atmosphere.

Crucially, Lennok, who confirmed the sense of the stigma slowly moving towards Nimel, immediately opened his mouth.

“You are not from this city.”

“… … .”

“A long time ago, which religious group did you not belong to?”

Fire!!

At that moment, a chill broke out over the shrine where Lennok was imprisoned.

A miracle that seemed to control the fog of the soul flowing in all directions at once and concentrate it in this space.

As if to prevent anyone from hearing Lennok’s words, he covers them and surrounds them.

In the center of the fog, Nimel’s expression was covered with the sleeves of his robe, and he let out a sharp cry.

“I told you I didn’t have a last name.”

Lennok asked, looking at Nimel, who had frozen on the spot.

“Have you used the name Nydri before?”