The Medicine-Taking Genius Wizard Episode 840:
Handover (8)
– The situation that occurred in the fighting arena has been resolved to some extent.
Dark sky nearing midnight.
Lennok was sitting on the roof of the mansion, holding his cell phone, listening to Murphy’s explanation.
-The project is on hold for now. We decided to postpone the detailed evaluation until after all the designers on site had evacuated.
“What about the clients?”
-Most people agreed. Probably because of you.
The voice of a helpless young man that feels somewhat sticky.
-There were a lot of clients who wanted to make friends with each other, so things went better than expected. There won’t be any backlash about this for the time being.
“for now?”
-Because there were thousands of eyes watching your violent actions on the spot. If the money given in exchange for hush money runs out, wouldn’t rumors spread?
“I wouldn’t have needed to give you money. “It’s not like you’ve revealed any big secret.”
Did he silence all the other spectators in the underground fighting ring by giving them a reasonable amount of money?
Considering the number of clients watching the game, it must not have been difficult to raise funds.
At Lennok’s words, Murphy finally let out a dark laugh.
-I guess so. Considering your notoriety, no matter how soft-spoken you are, you’ll probably keep quiet for a while.
“….”
-I had heard so many rumors about it, but it was amazing because it was my first time seeing it in person. Surely, if you go around messing around like that, you’ll have no choice but to drag around all kinds of ghost stories.
“It wasn’t my intention. “You probably know, right?”
-yes. But that makes it more interesting.
Murphy’s voice, which had been soaked in fatigue, seemed to become a little more lively.
-You don’t deny the fact that you are broken to some extent. That’s a completely different kind of madness than going crazy due to the reaction of climbing the hierarchy.
“….”
-I am not an expert on psychiatry, but I do understand that it is an extremely unusual type of autosuggestion.
“What do you want to say?”
-Thank you for your cooperation in this matter.
While Lennok was silent, Murphy spoke.
-I underestimated the ‘standard’ of talent that exists between you and me. I admit it. It’s my defeat. It was arrogance that made me want to rush when I had the chance.
“….”
– I’m glad it was resolved well in the end, but maybe I had to betray the trust I had built up with my customers today. That is….
For what purpose is Murphy entering the doping business, including blood sales, to create relationships with powerful figures from all over the continent?
Could that be related to the fundamental motivation behind his survival after escaping from Arsnova?
Because Murphy saw something in the destroyed central city and ran away. Because what remains at the center of a continent that has lost meaning.
While Lennok was lost in his thoughts, he heard Murphy walking away from the receiver.
-The checkup record will be sent via email later. As promised, we will leave space for one more use of the database, so you can come back when you want. I’ll be waiting.
Pop!
A phone call that was hung up without being answered. Even if I bet again, I probably won’t get it.
I doubt whether they ever made a call in the first place.
This is proof that this business itself holds important meaning for Murphy himself.
But instead of thinking about Murphy’s past, which he couldn’t find out right away, Lennok put his cell phone away and walked away.
Because his guest was waiting at the end of the balcony of the mansion’s living room, illuminated by soft moonlight.
Lennok smiled as he walked out, looking at the green eyes shining vividly under the moonlight.
“It’s been a while, Evelyn. How have you been?”
* * *
Green eyes that glow softly even in a dark room. A faint and vague presence like a ghost.
No, if I were to be honest, his skill in hiding his presence was more perfect than that of Yorta’s military commanders.
Even Lennok could feel its presence the moment he stepped into the drawing room.
“It’s a nice house.”
Evelyn spoke first as Lennok stopped, leaning against the balcony.
“It’s reasonably far away from the central area, but close to the living area, so it doesn’t draw attention unnecessarily.”
“….”
“It’s an old mansion that was remodeled using a method, so it’s not even listed as a tradable sale. “It must have been traded only in kind for a long time.”
She said, sitting on the sofa with her back straight.
“Recently, the city government has been carefully processing resident registration even in the 30th district, so it would be difficult to find a place like this. You did a great job. “He’s also very talented.”
“Once you do it a few times, you get the hang of it.”
Finding shelter to live alone is something Lennok has been doing since he arrived in the Balkans.
Now, with Dabi’s help, she is avoiding computer tracking and recording, so it’s no wonder Evelyn feels that way.
“It wasn’t difficult.”
“…I guess so.”
Evelyn, who had been silent, agreed.
“No matter where you are or what you do, you always do it tactfully.”
“….”
Evelyn’s words seemed to contain something more than that.
Lennok put down the bag containing the ingredients and sat across from him.
He takes out a candle from his pocket, leans comfortably with it in his mouth, and lights it.
Cheek!
“How did you find out?”
Lennok asked, puffing out smoke.
“As you said, this is a property that is not recorded in the ledger. “I saved it with some care.”
“….”
“It would have been difficult to catch the tail of the transaction history or the actual product as it had been washed several times. As expected, are you from a different background as an agent?”
“Oh, that’s not it.”
Evelyn answered calmly.
“I used the lighthouse with help from Lapis. “He helped me right away when I told him I couldn’t contact you.”
“…what?”
While Lennok was questioning the question somewhat absurdly, Evelyn calmly explained.
“If I knew you, I didn’t think you would leave any traces when you moved your residence. Also, they will want a property with a relatively large site for personal research, and the move-in process will be handled without any noticeable marks.”
“….”
“It may sound grandiose, but I was just wandering around the central Balkan region.”
Evelyn’s mouth popped out for a moment.
“I didn’t know that the mansion and the lab would be separated. “I think it took five times longer than expected because of that.”
Does this mean that he used the lighthouse’s ability to look down on the 230th division at once and searched for real estate properties that Lennok might want?
It was undoubtedly the only way to find Lennok’s address, which left virtually no trace, but even that would have taken a very long time.
“Five times.”
Lennok, whose thoughts had reached that point, slowly nodded while biting down on a cigar.
“I guess it wouldn’t be difficult since you would have a lot of time.”
“Are you being sarcastic?”
“No way. In some ways, it is no exaggeration to say that he is the strongest unemployed man in the world – it is a joke.”
Lennok slightly averted his gaze at Evelyn’s cold expression.
Lennoc cleared his throat, bit down on a cigarette, and leaned on one knee to choose his answer.
When was the last time you worked with Evelyn? Looking back, it was quite a long time ago.
Rather, the first thing that came to mind was the memory of the time he had a fight with Evelyn.
Since I had just created the random box, I haven’t actually seen his face in person.
“I was away because I had a lot of personal things to take care of. Sorry for not replying for a long time. “It’s okay now.”
“really?”
Evelyn asked, looking at Lennok with transparent eyes.
“Is this really okay?”
“…What do you want to ask?”
There was silence in the living room with the lights off.
Evelyn, who had been staring at Lennok in silence, winked.
“It still hurts. yes?”
“….”
“Now it’s not just because of Onion. “Many of your problems are of your own making.”
“That’s…”
“What on earth are you trying to find as you continue to travel the continent and destroy yourself?”
Lennok, who was about to say something, smiled bitterly and closed his mouth.
Because the archer sitting in front of me did not know Lennok enough to lie about him with clumsy lies.
Even if I tried to make an excuse with a vague lie, it was meaningless against someone as talented as her.
She knows that Lennok regularly tries to leave the Balkans and that it is not just because of injury.
There are things that are visible even if you don’t say them directly or show them on the outside.
Instinctive guesses and convictions that can be felt unconsciously just by talking and having a drink together.
Evelyn was asking about the subtle gap and sense of discomfort that she had tried to ignore and turned her head away from.
“…It’s not just because it hurts.”
So Lennok thought it necessary to tell some truth.
“Of course, it is also an important reason. It’s not wrong. But most importantly… I’m looking.”
“Black Consumer Project?”
“No reason.”
“….”
Lennok said.
“Who am I and who was I? “There are problems that cannot be solved just by transcending hierarchy.”
“About that…”
Evelyn couldn’t answer easily and trailed off.
Evelyn also knew about Lennok’s talent and capabilities and the potential he had.
From the time I started taking requests as a freelancer and met Charlotte at her factory. Until we became level 8 archmages and met each other.
Even though he had battles and experiences that were different from others, there would be no way for him not to know that Lennok’s growth was transcendent and unrivaled.
Even though Evelyn knew it, she just didn’t bother to point it out or ask about it in front of Lennok.
Lennok knew what she was thinking, so he didn’t want to answer, but the inevitable moment was getting closer.
Yorta and Machina shake one after another, and big names from all over the continent begin to move in earnest.
The Balkans and the people who live mixed between those areas.
Lennok’s colleagues and even Lennok himself would not be able to avoid him.
“Who were you and who else…”
But instead of agreeing to those words, Evelyn quietly muttered with her eyes closed.
“Well I… I don’t believe that anymore.”
“…Eveline?”
“Where were you and what were you doing when Yorta fell?”
The interrogation came so suddenly that even Lennok was momentarily speechless.
Before I knew it, Evelyn was staring at Lennok with her eyes straight open.
“I saw what happened in Yorta when I rented a lighthouse with Lapis’ help.”
“….”
“I saw someone I thought was my enemy, but also suspected, fighting Croken Asillus.”
She reached into her arms, took out a pair of pitch-black gloves and placed them on the table.
“Just like when we first met at Charlotte’s factory.”
A glove made in the Black Palace Workshop and an item that Lennok has used for quite some time.
And at the time of the interim financial settlement, it was an item left behind after a conflict with Evelyn as Victor.
“I know you don’t want to be tied down to one position. That must have been the reason why I helped Lapis in Evan’s name.”
Evelyn said.
“But if you share two identities and try to live in different times, isn’t it strange to think that a third exists for you?”
“….”
“Your third face may be… “Is it any wonder you think I already know?”
Lennok could not answer those words and remained silent.
Why did Evelin think that way? Why did she have no choice but to think that way? Because Lennok knew better than anyone else.
If you think about it, a lot of things happened.
Between the overlapping causes and fates of the three identities of Van and Evan Victor, going through immeasurable time.
Evelyn is one of the very few acquaintances who have seen Lennok’s life from the beginning.
Therefore, she carefully gathered clues and circumstances that only she knew, one by one, in her heart, and
finally arrived at an answer that even she could not ignore.
Evelyn asked, twisting her lips.
“Do you have an obsidian mask hidden inside that coat?”
“….”
“Who are you? “Where are you standing now?”
No answer comes back. Evelyn didn’t expect an answer either.
“The reason I came to see you today wasn’t just to explain what happened.”
A bright green eye light flashed in the darkness.
“The facts you told me but didn’t. The secrets I tried to turn a blind eye to and pretend not to know.”
“….”
“If you don’t say it, I have to say it.”
Wedge!!
A black arrow grazed Lennok’s cheek.
Before he knew it, Evelyn, wearing a suit all over her body, was standing in front of Lennok, looking down at him.
“If you think about it, we never really got along after we transcended our hierarchy.”
“…Eveline.”
“Come outside and class.”
Evelyn’s expression was cold as she clutched her visor.
“If there is an answer that cannot be conveyed in words, there is only one way.”
