Genius Wizard Takes Medicine - Chapter 953



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The Genius Wizard Who Takes Medicine Episode 953

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Whioooo!!

In a quiet forest where a cold wind blows.

A forest full of dry, cool air that doesn’t feel any moisture at all.

Lennok was walking alone through the vast forest, sweeping away the falling leaves with his cane.

[master.]

Dabi peeked his head out from inside the embrace and let out a sigh.

[No matter how much I think about it, I don’t think it’s necessary to take an organism that uses the Magic Eye as a guide.]

“Are you talking about Oliveira?”

[It is an unreliable organism. The attitude is also like that.]

Dabi grumbled.

[I don’t like it when people show off just because I lived a little longer.]

“There is no doubt that he has a very strong sense of pride. “You’re right.”

Lennok laughed.

“But in order to clear a path to Kundara, it would ultimately be easiest to get Oliveira himself to move.”

[…] … .]

“Just as he did in this transaction, he is someone who will always try to take the initiative based on the fact that I am interested in the outer city. “It would be better if I dragged her to Kundara myself so that things would not drag on unnecessarily.”

If Oliveira hadn’t wanted Anathema’s cause and effect so strongly in the first place, she wouldn’t have been able to even attempt this request.

Lennok was also aware of this fact, so wasn’t he trying to borrow Oliveira’s abilities by directly changing her actions?

“Chichaebo’s magical eye is one of the very few innate abilities that can interfere with causality. “There is definitely a corner that will be useful in the city of Jangsaengjong.”

Lennok said, pulling Dabi’s bulging cheek.

“She also said she needs time, so it’s not something to worry about right away. “Let’s take care of what needs to be done first.”

[Even if you don’t do that, the search is over.]

Dabi whispered softly.

[Here, right in front. Can you hear it?]

“… … okay.”

The sound of the wind passing by my ears. The noise of the forest as the leaves rustle.

But Lennok knew that there was a faint mechanical sound mixed in among the sounds of nature.

A cogwheel rotates beneath the base of an ordinary-looking tree, and the quiet sound of an engine echoes beneath the rock.

Traces of advanced machinery blending in without a sense of discomfort in the middle of a dry forest.

Cheap!!

With one hand, I remove the noise curtain that covers my eyes like a spider web.

The empty forest landscape became distorted, and a huge castle wall made of ore was revealed.

A beautiful scene in which a huge ore the size of a bedrock was cut into pieces and used as the cornerstone of the fortress.

Hot heat and magic light are regularly emanating from the castle’s ceiling, windows, and vents.

The scenery of a unique workshop where steam is constantly spewing out like a giant jewel’s furnace.

In front of the jewelry workshop, about a dozen people were standing together holding guns.

“… … .”

Slam!

A musket with a smooth shape that looks like it was carved from a gem.

The sight of people blocking the road with their guns raised high in the sky and with stiff expressions.

Unable to aim the rifle that glows with magical power at Lennok, he is blocking the door to the workshop.

A middle-aged man with a handsome appearance walked out from among the people who were trying hard not to make eye contact with Lennok.

“A meister in an arcane workshop must separate himself from the world and concentrate on honing his skills.”

A man with well-trimmed and combed hair and beard spoke calmly.

“But this Elvato Duris. “I am not so blind that I could meet the Great Wizard of Balkan and not recognize it.”

“… … .”

“A power so profound that it broke through the barrier of Hudderfield Forest with its bare body. “It’s my first time seeing your face, but I’m sure it’s true.”

Elvato Duris, the meister of Duris Workshop, asked Lennok with a nervous expression.

“May I ask what brought the Apostle Slayer, who punished Anathema’s betrayal, for visiting our workshop?”

Although he does not show his face, his actions and disposition are very well known.

A black coat and a silver staff.

An unstoppable hand that tears the battleground of the forest where the workshop is located like water-soaked paper.

It would be even stranger if you could see a flash of magic power flashing like an explosion and not notice it.

That’s why Elvato Duris had no choice but to step forward, even though he knew he couldn’t even be his opponent.

Even with the help of the guards guarding the workshop and the guests, there was no guarantee that I would be able to deal with that one wizard.

If you want something, grab it and let it go, but if it wants to kill you, you should grab everything you have and run away.

However, even after hearing Elvato’s words, Lennok did not give any response.

I just stood at an angle, holding a cane, and stared at Elvato’s trimmed beard face.

“It looks similar.”

“… … “What are you talking about?”

Lennok, ignoring Elvato’s words, lightly raised his hand.

The security guards, startled by the gesture, flinched and tried to pull the trigger, but then froze.

Before they knew it, a demonic giant with black chains appeared above their heads.

Gooooo… … !!!

A terrifying appearance that seems to have been created by covering the entire body with pitch-black darkness.

He spreads his arms wide, holding a black chain between his claw-like grasps.

“Uh, uh… … .”

“Tsk… … Ugh… … .”

At the presence of the demon giant that appeared in the middle of the forest, the bodyguards, who sensed death, let out weeping groans.

All kinds of security equipment and automatic shooting artifacts surround the entire workshop.

Even though I hold a heavy machine gun made by a meister, I can’t imagine the future of living here.

Elbato’s complexion also turned pale as soon as he saw the devil giant.

“Unbelievable. Of temporary flight… … .”

“You know about names.”

Lennok’s eyes lit up.

“Has he ever visited your workshop?”

“… … “It is a taboo that a Meister must never disclose personal information about guests who have used the workshop.”

Elbato stammered and spoke with difficulty as the eerie force of the demonic giant pressed down on his shoulders.

“Especially in the arcane workshop where artifacts are produced, never-”

“I don’t want to hear an explanation of that kind of craftsmanship.”

Lennok said with a bored expression.

“What kind of artifact were you trying to create in your workshop?”

Duris Workshop is an arcane workshop that produces artifacts with built-in magic or magic.

It is natural that the Meister himself is an excellent magician and a high-ranking superhuman, but it is not the Meister who determines the abilities to be built into the artifact.

If he were a powerful warlock like Myeong, he would have personally selected and designated which spells or abilities to use when creating the artifact.

“… … .”

However, Elvato did not answer Lennok’s question and kept his mouth shut.

Are you determined to say nothing rather than tell a lie?

Lennok, who sensed the intention, smiled and nodded.

“You have good spirit.”

Kugu Palace… … !!

The demon giant slowly extends one arm in front of Elvato and clenches his fist.

The moment when Elvato closed his eyes tightly at the glow of black magic boiling in the air.

thud!!

The sound of something heavy falling in front of Elvato rang out.

“… … .?”

What Elvato sees in front of him when he opens his eyes is a black coffin tightly tied with a black chain.

The demon giant was holding one of the chains tied to the coffin and looking down at Elvato with amusement.

“This… … ?”

“After the meeting was over, it was recovered and placed in storage.”

Lennok nodded.

“I need to confirm something with you about his death.”

“… … “If it’s a meeting.”

“Check.”

Was there something I could have guessed as soon as I heard Lennok’s words?

The moment Elvato approached the coffin with a pale face and slowly checked inside.

“Ah, father… … !!”

I sat down on the spot as if my strength was gone.

“Elvato!!

“Meister, come to your senses!!”

The bodyguards were so shocked that they even put down the guns they were holding and hurriedly helped Elvato.

“Meister Oshuto Duris was attacked and killed by the cult during a meeting held in Etanok.”

Lennok nodded, looking at the bustle.

“You are his son and the owner of Duris Workshop, right?”

* * *

widely!

Warm heat rises beyond the fireplace.

Lennok, who was sitting in an armchair across from a simple table, looked back at Elvato, who was pacing around without being able to sit down.

“Is that so… … .”

Elvato, who was listening to Lennok, muttered with a pale expression.

“My father made a deal with the church for me… … .”

The process and reason why Oshto died at Elvato.

He visited the church to cure his son’s illness, and the priest granted his request.

Even the fact that decades later, a new priestess had to pay the price.

“Oshto Duris counted various forces as his clients during his lifetime. Perhaps because of that, he was also acquainted with the priestess of the church.”

Lennok, who briefly explained what had happened so far, took out a cigarette and gestured toward the ashtray on the table.

“Can I smoke?”

“Oh, yes. of course.”

Did the question of asking for permission itself feel awkward?

Lennok lit the fire and spoke to Elvato, who nodded hesitantly.

“You traded your own life and the lives of others to cure your illness, and you paid the price later.”

“… … .”

“However, there is something that needs to be confirmed separately about the way he died… … ”

Lennok exhaled smoke and nodded.

“I just thought I should give his remains to you.”

Even if Oshuto Duris’ death was his own fault.

There are facts that cannot be known without direct investigation as to exactly what kind of transaction he made with the church.

“… … I have often been sick since I was young. “After playing outside for a little while, my body would heat up, I would break out in hives, and I would be bedridden for several days.”

Elvato, who was sitting on the chair across from us, lowered his head and spoke quietly.

“After I turned 10, the condition improved significantly, so I just thought it got better naturally as I got older… … That’s what his father did.”

“… … .”

“Father, he always used to say that you would not die in peace.”

Elvato smiled sadly.

“As I got older, I realized that it wasn’t a joke, but I never thought it would be like this… … “I didn’t know.”

“… … .”

Elvato, who had been looking at the light in the fireplace with his gaze down for a while, lifted his gaze and patted both cheeks.

“I will personally inquire about the other patients who were victims of my father’s mistake and make atonement for the rest of my life. I’m really sorry.”

“I think you’re mistaken.”

Lennok, who tilted his head back while smoking a cigar, answered.

“I didn’t come here to reprimand you or point out your mistakes. “It’s up to you whether you want to atone for it or take responsibility for it.”

“… … .”

Oshuto Duris’s human sacrifice was the result of sacrificing patients suffering from the same disease in order to cure his son’s disease.

However, it is a question that cannot be answered as to what Elvato Duris, who benefited from it, can take responsibility for and atone for.

In the end, it is something that the parties themselves must think about and decide for themselves.

The reason Lennok came to the Duris workshop in the first place was not to conceal the wrongs and wrongs of what was happening at the time.

“What I want is to know what deal Oshuto Duris had with the church at the time to be able to enjoy the privilege of meeting the priestess of the time in person.”

Lennok asked.

“If you inherited the workshop intact, there would still be artifacts produced by Oshuto Duris and a list of customers, right?”

“… … that.”

Not only did Oshuto Duris enjoy great privileges within the church, enough to meet Izel Naidri in person.

Even though he insisted on saving his son, he was treated well enough that the priestess granted his wish.

Of course, he paid a price in the end, but the fact that Oshuto, who was not even a member of the church to begin with, survived for more than several decades is nothing short of a miracle.

If so, wouldn’t it be because the artifact that Oshuto Duris produced for the church at the time was an important item to the church?

After Lennok’s thoughts reached that point, he personally visited Duris’ workshop to confirm his guess.

“Are you still planning to say that you can’t sell your customers’ personal information?”

“… … .”

Elvato, who hesitated, closed his eyes tightly and stood up.

“In the basement of the workshop, there is a ledger that my father left behind.”

“… … .”

“If you check the ledger, you will be able to find out what your father traded with the church.”

Elvato opened the door to the room and looked back at Lennok.

“Please follow me. “I will guide you.”

* * *

A quiet, dark basement.

Lennok and Elvato were walking down the jewel stairs that sparkled softly even in the dark.

Elvato led the way, holding a small lantern in one hand, and Lennok followed, holding a cigarette in his mouth.

“The workshop’s facilities are nothing short of splendid. “How much money do you have?”

“… … “When producing artifacts, you mainly deal with various magic stones and gemstones.”

Elbato answered with an awkward expression.

“After processing, we collected the remaining parts and decorated them, and before we knew it, it became a symbol of the workshop.”

“… … .”

“I got a lot of criticism for being a money swindler, but once word spread, the orders doubled… … .”

Workshops that produce artifacts inevitably use expensive materials and catalysts, and the workshops also become wealthy in return.

In other words, it means the same thing as saying that wealthy workshops inevitably produce good artifacts.

Suddenly, Lennok’s thoughts wandered to that point and he took out a small badge from his pocket.

“Now that I think about it, I heard that this item was made at Duris Workshop.”

“Ah, it’s the Knicks’ insignia.”

Elvato’s eyes sparkled as he naturally received the badge.

“Let’s see… … Looking at the finish of the decoration, I can see that it was made 18 years ago. “At that time, it was popular to name artifacts after famous spirits.”

“… … .”

“The client was a dignified royal who looked to be around 30. I think they needed an object that completely blocks the user’s presence, so they added a prism technique to the shadow stone to distort the presence… … .”

“Yeah, I have a pretty good memory.”

Lennok asked as Elvato’s words flowed out like an answering machine.

“But didn’t you tell me earlier that you never reveal customers’ personal information?”

“… … “It’s not often that you get to see an artifact you made before, so it was a bit much.”

Even Elvato himself, who said that, seemed a little embarrassed, so he walked faster.

“But looking at it now, I am proud that it is a very well-made artifact. The design is a bit trendy, but as usual with badges, it goes well with public settings. A craftsman who creates an artifact must carefully meet the needs of the customer, considering not only the artifact’s ability but also the customer’s affiliation and position… … .”

“But when I got this badge, the owner was not the royal family you mentioned.”

“yes?”

“It was a precious treasure that the leader of the relic exploration team named Irina Pesfield colluded with the church to obtain.”

“… … .”

“The intentions were good, but not all artifacts can stay in the hands of their original owners.”

Lennok chuckled as he took the badge back.

“Still, I understand that you remember the relics you made yourself with great care. If you were a customer, I would trust you.”

If you can recite information about it just by looking at the badge for a moment, you can guess what kind of attitude Elvato usually has when creating artifacts.

Elvato Duris’ talent was guaranteed by his father, Oshuto himself, so there would have been no particular flaws in his skills.

Looking at it this way, it was not at all strange that pre-orders at Duris Workshop had been delayed for nearly three years.

“Hmm, this is the warehouse where old ledgers are stored.”

Elvato cleared his throat, came down to the end of the stairs, and opened the side door located right behind him.

A dark hallway illuminated by dim lights. The smell of old paper wafted through the quiet room.

Elvato walked a few steps ahead of Lennok and began rummaging through the lockers on both sides of the hallway.

“The front of the storage room is where I kept the ledger I used, and the back is probably the ledger my father left behind.”

“I guess you’ve never looked for it yourself?”

“There are times when my father’s customers come to visit, so I occasionally look at the ledger. “The amount is so huge that I haven’t even been able to check it all.”

As I rustled along the back of the hallway, the dust that had accumulated over time was flying around.

However, Elvato did not show any displeasure and began to look through the ledger, almost buried in a pile of dust.

Elvato piles up dozens of thick booklets and quickly checks the date.

“Let’s see.” You said it happened when I was about ten years old, so in terms of time, it would probably be around this time… … .”

“It seems like the transaction volume at Duris Workshop was at a huge level at that time.”

“I don’t know much about it, but I heard that when I opened the workshop, every customer received an order at least once.”

Elvato, who responded to Lennok’s words, suddenly looked sad.

“That’s probably why we were able to make a deal with the church.”

“… … .”

“Ah, I found it.”

Slurp!

Elvato, who was flipping through the table of contents on the front of the ledger with the date written on it, took out a dark blue booklet from the bottom.

An old ledger that ties together old transaction details and organizes them into a booklet.

Elvato, who had been going through the table of contents in the ledger, whose strings were worn and shaking, nodded and opened the page.

“Page 55. Canyon of Sorrows. “Isn’t this the entrance to the headquarters of the Guido Church?”

“… … .”

“In this ledger, it will be written what artifacts my father created and handed over to the church.”

“What exactly is included in the transaction statement?”

“It’s not much different from other ledgers. Parts and materials used in manufacturing. The recipient, date, location, etc. are indicated.”

Elvato explained as he quickly turned the pages of the ledger.

“However, the design drawings used in production are strictly stored in a safe that only the meister can access, so I think I will have to visit the safe later.”

“Let’s check the statement first and think about it.”

Lennok asked, looking at Elvato who took out the transaction statement.

“Can you tell who the person who arranged the deal with the church for Oshuto Duris is?”

“All right. The name of the client who ordered the equipment production must be-”

In an instant, Elvato’s expression changed strangely.

“… … “It says Kaise Bajur.”