Genius Wizard Takes Medicine - Chapter 856



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#The Medicine-Eating Genius Wizard Episode 856

Takeover (24)

Rabatenon Magic College Elementary Department Lecture Building.

From early in the morning, undergraduate students and reporters are fighting a war of nerves to check the posters hanging in the lecture hall.

It was probably to make sure that Evan Bylon, who returned to college after a few months, would officially participate in lectures from today.

But instead of paying attention to the atmosphere outside, Lennok was sitting in the corner of the lab, leisurely watching the news.

[The Bylon Research Institute, which was established under the direct control of the Central Council, is scheduled to undergo a major reorganization.]

[The research center is revealing its position, not because of the explosion that happened a few days ago, but because it was a planned schedule… … .]

[To be aware of the lack of infrastructure prepared for public magic research, and to focus purely on research… … .]

[Dr. Marv Rafael, who is famous for his parallel theory in academia, is the first to join the institute-]

“It’s been a while since I visited the school, and I’m sorry to tell you the unsavory news first.”

widely!!

The dean, Siolus, said while Cassia set down a steaming cup of coffee in front of Lennok.

While stroking his white beard, the dean who sat across from me turned his gaze to the screen.

A bitter smile appeared on the old man’s face as he watched the stimulating news phrases flowing around the research center.

“I never thought I would be using your name without permission. It was already too late when I checked with an acquaintance. It’s my negligence.”

“It’s not the dean’s fault.”

Lennok answered, raising his coffee cup.

“I, too, do not share all of the contracts with the Mage Tower with the university. It would not have been strange to think that it would have been agreed.”

“Who knows, as soon as I published my third paper, I cut off contact and took a dive.”

Cassia grumbled, standing with her coffee cup in hand.

“It’s good to focus on research, but I’m being used like this because I’m not contacted by anyone.”

“Casia.”

“Did I say something wrong?”

Despite the dean’s stern voice, Cassia only slightly looked at Lennok and didn’t stop.

“I know you want to open the papers you have published so far so that they can be used throughout the industry, but I can’t control it at all just by receiving royalties. This is something that can never be resolved unless the person involved directly takes action.”

“… … .”

“In the first place, would it have become such a hot topic if it weren’t for the work at the research center and the explosion a few days ago?”

Cassia pointed at the screen.

“After the explosion, the work of the council went bizarrely fast, so it was sorted out, but if we can’t get in touch with Evan, there’s nothing we can do.”

“That is correct.”

Lennok smiled and nodded.

“It’s something I have to take care of and manage. I will be careful in the future.”

“… … I didn’t mean to apologize, but it’s too bad that the light is fading after a long-awaited good thesis.”

Cassia, who realized that she was excited, averted her gaze awkwardly, and the dean shook her head.

“Fortunately, the attitude of the city council has changed very favorably. Maybe something happened at the time of the explosion… … The preferential treatment that will fall to you will be the highest level ever given to researchers in the Balkans.”

“I was told that the list of lawmakers who proposed and implemented the agenda would be handed over later.”

Lennok agreed with the dean.

“I may not fully trust the Central Council, but for the time being, this will be enough.”

“… … .”

Then, the dean and Cassia exchanged glances with incomprehensible expressions.

Cassia, who had been clearing her throat strangely looking at Lennok, pretended not to know, and asked, trimming her voice.

“Hmmmm, so how are you going to do that?”

“What do you mean?”

“I mean the lab. Bylon Lab.”

A hint of uneasiness appeared on Cassia’s face.

“Are you thinking of leaving school and going to your laboratory?”

“… … .”

“Well, I don’t mean to stop. It is only natural to move in a direction that is helpful to research, and the Carlyle Lab will be more motivated-”

“I was offered the position of Director at the Institute.”

At Lennok’s words, the dean and Cassia shook their shoulders.

He tries not to show it, but he seems unable to hide his agitation.

“They said they were willing to provide an improved research environment for the distribution and expansion of common magic systems.”

“Well, good.”

The dean stuttered and nodded.

He said, bringing the coffee cup to his lips with a calm expression.

“Although there have been some unfortunate incidents, the facilities and manpower must be top-notch among the research institutes directly under the city council. For the sake of your future, I am willing to leave Rabatenon and send you to a better place at any time.”

“My hands are shaking a lot for you to say that.”

“It’s epilepsy. You will be like this when you get older.”

“A level 7 Aspect Wizard?”

The coffee in the dean’s hand trembled and spilled out of the cup.

Lennok looked at him and shook his head.

“Even if I accept the position of director of the institute, I will not leave the school. At the very least, we should discuss the terms of the contract so that we can have a concurrent position.”

The dean’s complexion brightened.

“is it?”

“Dean, a little… … .”

The dean’s voice was so excited that Cassia was freaked out.

Lennok replied with a smile.

“Some of the undergraduates I used to teach are still at school, and giving lectures is a lot of help. It bothers me that I don’t pay attention often, but… … .”

“What does it matter if you stay at school? Even if I give a lecture once a year, everyone will welcome it.”

The dean pounded the table hard.

“If you want, we can even create a new department around you. No, considering the existence of a common magic system, it should be like that. I will tell the administration right now!!”

“No, not so much… … .”

Lennok laughed embarrassedly.

It is not impossible to understand the dean’s attitude to actively recruit Lennok.

Just as it is difficult to be an outstanding scholar and teacher, it is rare to have a resource that allows for smooth communication while consistently producing results.

Since he has been responsible for running this educational institution, Lennok’s existence as the dean must be felt as precious.

Even so, since he owed his life to Lennok during the Kaisingung incident, even as the dean, he could not treat him comfortably.

But that wasn’t the only reason Lennok was unwilling to leave school.

“Because there is a person who brought me from nothing and made a place in this school.”

Lennok laughed.

“I intend to remain in the Department of Elements until that person returns.”

“… … .”

The moment he heard those words, Cassia’s and the dean’s expressions blurred at the same time.

“Evan. Chair Professor Richellen is now… … ”

“I have to say this clearly.”

The dean’s eyes sank deeply as he crossed his hands with a calm expression.

“I’m constantly interacting with the Sinclair Magic Tower, but the only answer coming back is that it’s her intention that Aris’ sabbatical is increasing.”

“… … .”

“I don’t doubt Aris’ character, but she might have had a different opinion… … Will you be okay though?”

“it’s okay.”

As Lennok said, he inadvertently reached into his arms.

Lennok replied, feeling the cold elixir on his fingertips.

“Because I think I know why they don’t want to come back.”

“… … .”

“To be honest, I still think it’s pointless, but I think there’s a high possibility that the meaning gained from doing so is also pointless… … .”

Even so, Lennok had to respect Aris’ wishes.

Regardless of what Lennok thinks, only Lennok’s answer won’t be right.

I believe that the fruits that Aris Richellen is researching and trying to obtain have their own meaning.

If you don’t want to admit it, even the moment you understand her decision and let her go will turn into a lie.

The dean looked at Lennok’s face sadly, then forcibly recovered his energy and jumped up from his seat.

“good. I have a present for you who wait patiently.”

“A gift?”

“It’s something that hasn’t been heard from for as long as the chair professor you’ve been waiting for.”

“That’s a strangely unpleasant explanation.”

“Hehe, did you notice?”

The dean, with a grim smile, slowly approached Lennok, hiding something behind his back.

The dean, who had been walking with his toes erect like an old beast hunting for prey, swung his arm and put something down in front of Lennok.

“Hey, look at this!!”

thud!!

A picture frame large enough to cover half of the dean’s body.

Golden decorations and certificates written in elegant cursive were stacked in the frame.

Reading the words on the certificate, Lennok laughed.

“It’s a master’s and doctoral integrated course completion certificate. Has it finally been decided?”

“Actually, it should have been done a long time ago. The internal review was over long ago, but the central council intervened and inspected it, so it was a bit delayed.”

The dean exclaimed, beating the frame excitedly.

“Originally, I wanted to give it right after you published your thesis, but… … Still, it’s been approved by the council, so it’s nice to be treated the same in other cities.”

“It was the first time I knew that a certificate like this was given.”

“It was made at my special request.”

The dean with a proud smile tapped Lennok on the shoulder.

“Now you are a graduate who has obtained a doctorate approved by the city council, and you are a full-time professor at our Rabatenon College of Magic.”

“… … .”

Doctorate degree and full professor.

It was only then that Lennok looked at the certificate the dean had put down with a new look.

After the public magic was announced, he used to be called a professor about half of the time, but strictly speaking, it was not an official position.

The fact that it was finally delivered in a complete way was a special feeling.

8 levels of hierarchy. The Realm of the Archmage. A kaleidoscope image and a bloody fast track.

It may pale in comparison to the fame and power that Lennok has acquired over the years, but

This is evidence that Lennok has lived his best life in a way other than killing and fighting.

The time spent sitting in the lab studying magic is as meaningful as the time spent risking one’s life and fighting blood.

Thinking of that, Lennok picked up the certificate with a soft smile.

“thank you.”

“That is what I have to say. Thank you so much for all your dedication to the school.”

The dean said with tears in his eyes as if he was slightly moved.

“Now that I’m getting older, why does it resonate with the disciples stepping on the stairs like this… … .”

Lennok was straight.

“I didn’t climb the stairs. The analogy is wrong.”

“Was that something that had to be so sternly corrected…?” … ?”

While Cassia questioned as if she was dumbfounded, she smiled at the delighted dean.

“I’ll call Warden Bayla. He said he would prepare alcohol to celebrate Evan’s inauguration as a professor.”

“Ah, I also have a rare drink that I bring out only on days like this. It’s a poisonous drink made by soaking the fangs of a basilisk, and it’s very rumored that even if the four of them die while eating three of them-”

“What are you doing without throwing it away right away?!”

[Boo, boo woo~]

Cassia screamed in astonishment, and the hairy spirit, awakened from a sleep at the sound, approached and rubbed against Lennok’s leg.

[…] … Hmm. Hmmm~]

At the reaction of the brain spirit wriggling in his arms with a very uncomfortable expression, Lennok smiled and stroked Darby.

“It’s been a few months since I’ve seen you, why don’t you say hello?”

[…] … It’s not that I’m ignoring it. In the first place, the starting line is different.]

Darby snorted and replied.

Even in the cramped arms of Lennok, he proudly stretches out his chest and shouts.

[While that guy is sitting at school and sleeping while making nose rings, I have already made six tails and are growing day by day-]

“Yeah, got it.”

Lennok stood up, tapping Darby’s muzzle, immediately put on his coat and grabbed the doorknob.

The dean and Cassia, who were having a heated discussion over how many times the basilisk’s venom should be diluted with alcohol to reach the lethal dose, immediately turned their heads.

“Evan? Where are you going?”

“Weren’t we supposed to have a drink together?”

“I’m sorry, but since I haven’t been out in a while, I’m thinking of taking care of things in advance.”

Lennok in his overcoat smiled and bowed his head slightly.

“Since you have obtained your doctorate, it would be convenient to organize the proposals of the city council as well.”

“… … If it is a proposal from the city council.”

“yes.”

Lennok, who grabbed the doorknob, immediately answered, leaving the lab behind.

“The chair of the Bylon Institute. There is no need to decline what they give you.”

thud!

Behind the tightly closed door, the dean and Cassia stared blankly at each other.

“what?”

“… … Wasn’t the atmosphere quite warm just a moment ago?”

* * *

Papabababat!!!

The flashing lights of the camera.

The shutter sound that stings the ears like a machine gun overlaps.

Whitestone National Park, located between Districts 35 and 36.

In the middle of a secluded mountain road where there are usually few people, hundreds of reporters camped and captured only one mountain climber on camera.

“Professor Bylon!!”

“Professor, please turn around this way!”

“Congratulations on officially earning your PhD!”

“If you have anything to say about this situation, we can put it on the front page in our exclusive interview-”

“… … .”

The reporters who use the tape recorder to capture even a word of Lennok’s voice are quickly stopped by the waiting bodyguards.

The figure of Lennok, who moved his steps with an expressionless face, without saying a word between such bodyguards.

The way he climbed the road to the research center was so calm and still that he couldn’t even feel the slightest bit of vitality.

Reporters whispered at Lennok’s reaction.

“Eyes are out of focus. You look tired.”

“They say you’re crazy about research, but it seems like you’re out of your mind.”

“There is a reason the city council was looking for that professor so much. Isn’t it the workaholic that lawmakers like the most?”

“Have you been researching public magic? The number of views would explode if there was even news of new magic being added to the learning device.”

After a series of explosions, at the main entrance of the newly renovated and splendid laboratory, dozens of researchers had already come to meet Lenok.

A middle-aged man, who was standing at the front, strode forward and grabbed Lennok’s hand.

“Bar, Professor Bylon.”

Raphael said, snorting, unable to hide his excitement.

“You don’t know how long I’ve been waiting for Professor Bylon. You are very welcome.”

“… … .”

Evan, who was looking at him with an expressionless face, instantly raised a soft smile.

“Nice to meet you. Professor Raphael.”

“Do you know me?!”

In response to Raphael’s answer, which seemed to be expecting something, Evan gently shook his hand as if shaking hands.

“I was deeply impressed by the professor’s theory of parallel arrangement of magical particles. I was impressed with the traces of concern for versatility so that it could be considered in various fields while contradicting the existing magic theory.”

“Huh… … !! That, how!”

“I first thought that maybe the professor felt what I felt when I was writing the thesis.”

Evan smiled at Raphael, who nodded as if out of breath.

“It is fortunate that the professor took charge of the research institute in place of me. I think we can learn a lot from each other.”

“I-I really wanted to say that. How do you know my feelings so well… … !!”

Raphael’s affection for Evan reaches its maximum within a few words of conversation, while Hayward watches from the side with a look of astonishment.

However, Raphael didn’t care at all about the reaction of the people around him, grabbed Evan’s shoulder tightly and immediately started guiding him into the laboratory.

“Having familiarized myself with the Bylon Lab’s research achievements for you, I have already immersed myself in this project. I will introduce you right now!!”

“It is an honour.”

“The common magic system is a really great achievement. In my mind, I have a chimney-like desire to stay here for several years and to conduct research with you and me at the same time-!!”

Dozens of researchers, hundreds of reporters, and equally crowded spectators flood into the laboratory.

In the center of it, Raphael, who is full of joy, talking as much as he wants to say, and Evan Bylon, who is always smiling softly while listening to those words.

“Good.”

And Lennok was sitting on the edge of a bedrock tens of meters away from the laboratory and watching the scene of the laboratory.

A quiet figure wearing a black cardigan, biting on a cigarette, and sitting on a cane.

However, the eyes shining through the hair are deeply focused as if watching over the distance.

“Operation of clones using incarnations is much more stable than I thought.”

Lennok murmured as he watched Evan start looking around the lab with Raphael from afar.

“It’s not difficult to get him to imitate Evan Bylon, and with a little more practice, Victor might be able to do it too.”

[If you imitate the masquerade, other organisms will be surprised.]

“It’s your favorite job.”

Darby thought it over and agreed.

[Coming to think of it, it sounds like fun!]

“… … Anyway, it’s important to distribute the mana, divide the pattern, and project it simultaneously. This will take constant practice.”

Saying that, Lennok closed one eye and began to concentrate on manipulating the incarnation.

“Right now, it is urgent to stabilize the incarnation and see if it can be operated smoothly no matter how far away it is.”

A journal of stabilization of natural techniques acquired through Raphael during the laboratory raid.

Knowing the trick of simultaneously observing the inside and outside of the formula and stabilizing it, Lennok immediately understood that this was a trick that could be applied to the incarnation quite easily.

Anyway, when Lennok manipulates the incarnation, in most cases he directly observes the incarnation from the outside.

What is needed is to insert a new perspective technique for observation inside the incarnation, and observe the exterior and interior simultaneously to fix the shape.

In this way, it is possible to manipulate and shape the incarnation, whose existence has become infinitely unstable due to the apostleization of Gwangramu Haegung, in a relatively stable state.

After Lennok disguised his stable incarnation as Evan, he immediately dispatched it on behalf of himself on the laboratory visit schedule.

“50, 75, 63, 82. Stop.”

The moment he crossed a certain distance, Evan’s expression, which had been moving naturally, hardened slightly.

Immediately after stopping Evan’s incarnation, Lennok raised his mana, and only then did the alter ego begin to move smoothly again.

“At about 81m above, Hwashin’s operation starts to get stiff.”

Darby eagerly scribbled Lennok’s murmurs on the electronic screen in her arms.

“Every time we move away from each other by 7.334 m, the consumption of mana doubles, and the shaking of the incarnation stabilized by the techniques of the natural magic formula is getting stronger. If you project that much mana, it will be fine, but the loss in the process of transferring it will also increase.”

If it was magic that Lennok chanted himself, it would be impossible for it to consume magic in this way.

However, the incarnation is not Lenok himself, but a magical creature created by forcibly awakening another self.

Even more so, Lennok’s incarnation is not Lennok’s own ego, but an existence created based on the old world’s authority.

No matter how elaborately and delicately manipulated Lenok was to transmit magic to the incarnation, it would mean nothing if the incarnation did not receive and consume it.

“102. 121. 156. Wrong. Once it goes over 150m, it is virtually uncontrollable from then on.”

Lennok shook his head annoyedly and murmured as he tapped his wand.

“It seems that the masters of the 1st world weren’t so good at recognizing magical powers. Yield is too low than I thought.”

[Shall we move?]

“No, if you go any further, you might be discovered by the lab’s security system. You’d better be careful.”

As this is the first time manipulating an incarnation among such a large crowd, Lennok needs to be careful too.

Worst of all, you’ll have to stop them from revealing that it’s Lennok who’s manipulating Evan Bylon.

That moment when Lennok thought so and paid close attention to the fluctuations in presence and magical power around him.

Whoop!!

I felt a hot wind blowing in my ears.

It’s like a hot wind that has raised the temperature, but it’s a strange movement as if it’s trying to form and will.

The moment Lennok recognized it and looked down sharply.

Kujijik!!

The pile of dirt underfoot stirred, and a corpse jumped out and jerked its head back.

“iced coffee… … .”

A corpse with only the upper half of its body pulled over a pile of dirt, groaning strangely as if it were trimming its vocal chords.

“Aaaaaaaah, can you hear me?”

The corpse, which instantly adjusted its pitch and spewed out words, looked at Lennok from beneath the bedrock.

His face was so rotten that it was difficult to read his expression. A body that died long enough for its eyeballs to not stick together properly.

Before Lennok could say anything, the corpse let out a brief sentiment.

“Impressive.”

“… … .”

A low laugh flowed from the throat of the corpse, whose head was tilted with one hand resting on its chin.

“To think that the archmage who rules the shadows of the Balkans puts so much effort into the actions of just one human being. It’s quite different from the rumors I’ve heard.”

“That’s something I don’t want to hear from a guy who has to borrow someone else’s mouth to introduce himself.”

Lennok’s eyes shone coldly.

“Necromancer. Do you have something to do with me?”

An advanced technique that can be used as a messenger by moving a corpse.

Not to mention, there is only one system that can be cast at a distance so far that even Lennok cannot locate it.

A necromantic technique in which the entire magic system works on dead bodies. It must also be a caster of a rank or higher who completes the hierarchy and handles manipulation of corpses regardless of distance.

“Don’t stare at me too much. ‘Cause I’m just a messenger Especially on this day.”

He laughed in a tone as if his corpse had been glued together.

“There are a lot of people who are very interested in your involvement in the affairs of the city council this time. To be precise, people who are impressed by the way you do things.”

“briefly.”

The corpse shrugged as Lennok turned his gaze toward the distant laboratory landscape.

“good. We are going to have a meeting with the 8th level superpowers, are you interested?”

“… … .”

Lennok’s gaze turned back to the corpse.