Pruning (1)
[I know you’re trying to do something, but then get rid of that first.]
Manson grumbled and pointed to the magical vortex hovering above his head and said.
[Because if you do something wrong, this idiot might get possessed by your magic and go crazy.]
“Hmm, that’s for sure…You are not wrong.”
Lennok stroked his chin, pensive.
Wei’an was born with a unique aptitude that could be compared to Lennok’s in terms of mana sensitivity alone.
The problem is when the level of the body rises and at the same time the sensitivity is amplified like crazy, bringing about unwanted side effects.
Lennok had perfect control over his excessive sensitivity through other aptitudes and abilities that matched his sensitivity, but Wei An’s case is different.
Sensitivity that is so sensitive that it is close to wisdom has rapidly grown Wei An to the level of military rank.
On the contrary, Wei An could no longer control the swollen sensitivity that he could not control.
Concerned about that, Jenny also assigned Wei An only minimal work and business trips, and told him to focus on training to control his sensitivity, but he didn’t seem to make much progress.
‘Aris looks great again… … .’
Even with a talent developed to the limit on one side like Wei An, he reached level 6 only after he was in his mid-twenties, and even this is unusually fast.
Not to mention that Aris had reached the end of the rank at a similar age, had imprinted images on her, and was on the verge of completing the hierarchy.
It’s just that it’s hard to realize it easily because it’s hidden by her good nature. It was not for nothing that she was mentioned as a pronoun of genius and her name was known.
Apart from being born with a talent, perfect control over that talent was also a kind of qualification and quality given.
Lennok, lost in thought, opened his mouth.
“good. Taking that into account, I’m going to make adjustments. Let’s begin.”
Lennok raised his index finger in the middle of Wei’an’s pit and drew a circle in the air.
Weing… … !!
Following that hand gesture, the magical power painted in the air forms a clear circle and turns into a barrier.
If you have completed the form of Jin, filling in the rules between them is just the fruit of countless diverging points based on your intentions and knowledge.
And finding the most suitable possibilities was perfectly familiar to Lennok.
“done.”
Lennok, who filled the gaps of coin-sized barriers tightly with patterns and letters, pushed the barriers toward Weian.
The boundary line that touched Wei An’s body stretched out its outline and began to engrave itself on the skin like a tattoo, encircling his neck.
Chi profit!!
“Ugh…!!”
Wei’an slightly frowned at the burning pain on his skin, and Lennok immediately placed his hand on the crown of Wei’an’s head.
“Stay still. Because I haven’t even started yet.”
“Whoa Whoa…!!”
He breathed heavily, but Wei An only closed his eyes in spite of the burning pain. made no resistance.
Even though he doesn’t know what magic Lennok is trying to cast, he believes that there must be a reason.
Lennok’s expression naturally changed cautiously due to the firm trust felt in Wei’an’s attitude.
‘Starting from the spinal cord, weave around the pituitary gland. Even if the adjustment fails even a little, the aftereffects will be considerable.’
Image magic power body. Among the three elements represented by Shim Ki-che, there are not many that Lennok can directly touch.
It is absurd to touch the image of Wei An, who has not yet been completed.
However, there was a high probability that Lennok’s meddling with the sensitive magical power itself would also become a burden.
What needs to be adjusted through barrier art is Wei An’s body itself, which is relatively tough but has resistance to stimuli.
Through the barrier technique affixed to his neck, he carefully infiltrates magic power into Wei An’s spinal cord.
yes!!
Manson grabbed Wei An by the scruff of his neck from behind and stopped him. [You look half out of your mind
, do you really have to stand in a place like this?
If you miss this moment, the work will be rather difficult.”
Lennok glanced back at Manson, focused.
“It is to artificially adjust the threshold of relatively sensitive stimuli receptors and make sure that there is no abnormality in the operation of the magic circuit.”
[…] … Can you do that while chatting with me right now?]
Lennok, ignoring Manson’s slightly tired words, slowly began to remove his fingers from Wei’an’s crown.
Weiying… … !!
Each time Lennok removes his fingers, the tattoo on Wei’an’s neck changes color and begins to glow.
Finally, Lennok, who had closed his eyes and opened his mouth, gently touched Wei’an’s nape and nodded while shaking his hand.
“It’s over, so it’s okay to open your eyes. Will you come to your senses soon?”
“…Did you know?”
Looking at Wei An, who opened his eyes with a shy smile, Lennok smiled.
“That should dull your senses a bit for the time being. Responsiveness is the concept of detecting the foreign body sensation of magical power that is eventually received by the head, so if you specify a body part and adjust hormones, you will be able to buy time until you can properly control the responsiveness.”
[It’s a level of human body adjustment that I can’t believe even when I see it with my own eyes.]
Manson licked his tongue as he took a closer look at the crest of the barrier inscribed on Wei An’s neck.
[It’s not just a tattoo on the neck, it’s a way to completely melt into the body. Quite a few healers can’t do it this way.]
“If you specify the circuit around the spinal cord and put a filter on it, you can control the direction of hormones secreted from the pituitary gland.”
Lennok replied in a nonchalant voice.
“At the same time, if the function of the stimulatory receptor adjusted in this way is substituted for other senses, the five senses themselves will become more sensitive as well as the sensitivity.”
[…] … .]
“For a superman who handles the body, it is a chance. How to use this is up to Wei An himself.”
The reactivity of excessive sensitivity, which cannot be handled by Wei An, is resolved by connecting it to the other five senses.
Coordination of talents and reactions that cannot exist in nature. The act of changing the direction of a vessel that cannot be controlled by oneself and leading the reactivity itself in a more improved direction.
Lennok had a hunch that such a thing would be possible at the point when he learned how to apply Jindun’s barrier art, which defines the territory and redefines the law.
It may not be possible if it is Lenok’s own bowl, which he cannot even guess the end of, but if he can grasp the total amount of other people’s bowls and touch their direction, it will be possible.
It’s not just to solve Wei An’s growth or problems.
After confirming how far the shielding technique can work on the human body in this way, it will be possible to apply its effects to Lennok’s body to some extent.
In the long term, Lennok was even thinking of reducing the aftereffects of mana poisoning through barrier art.
Considering that sooner or later, at Virgil’s request, he had to go face to face with the third boss of the cartel, the only time he had was now.
Manson, who finally understood what Lennok had done, rattled his head.
[Crazy child…. Where is the magician who handles the spell like this-]
“It’s an energy similar to what I saw in the crack of the fortress.”
Su-ryun, a female spearhead with her blue hair tied back, approached Lennok and said.
The 8 families of Bagoong Fortress.
Among them, if she was the head of Oryunga, she would also remember the rift and the barrier that existed within it.
she asked, looking up at Lennok with clear eyes.
“Did you get the answer to the semi-secret?”
“…To some extent.”
Lennok raised his gaze.
“But it’s still not enough. Even for that, I have to finish this job successfully and meet the chairman of the cartel once again.”
Lennok’s eyes gleamed with blue eyes as he gazed at the darkening sky.
“I came back to this city for that.”
“Right….”
Soo-ryun, who was watching him from the side, nodded.
“If you decide, that is it. The citadel’s doctor will be with you now.”
[I wonder if the chairman of the cartel will show up this time. If you think it’s a dispute between you and the boss, you might be able to see the face of Oliviera Lone Maze for the first time in a while.]
While the other people who came belatedly surrounding Lennok were talking about this and that.
Wayne, who was hanging his neck with a shy expression, murmured.
“No, everything is fine…. Doesn’t this look too much like a dog leash… … .”
* * *
Doo doo doo doo!!
A shower of applause. But the cheers commensurate with that are not heard.
Today, this position is to assist in decision-making between the leaders of the cartel.
Courtesy applause from the employees is necessary, but heated cheers in anticipation of the preceding battle should not be present in the presence of the president.
Virgil confirmed that the order he had given to the secretary’s office had been followed, and looked away with satisfaction.
“How was the president?”
[There’s no screaming, so I’m not excited. Did you order Virgil?]
“….”
The woman who lightly snorted at Virgil, who had become mute after eating honey, shook her head.
The long veil swayed under her face, dimly illuminating the eyes beyond.
Even though its power declined after its heyday, the brilliant light of the demon’s eye did not waver in the slightest.
Chilchaebo’s Mystic Eye, symbolizing the sorcerer Oliviera Lone Maze.
Virgil said with a faint sense of relief at the fact that her powers, which had not appeared in public for the first time in years, were still intact.
“Since you haven’t been around in a while, I asked for the understanding of the employees even for the sake of the president’s health.”
[hmm…. No matter what.]
Oliviera, who leaned on one side of the chair with a warm gesture, spread the word.
[Where is Van?]
“…We’ll be waiting for an upcoming demonstration. As it is held in private land in an undeveloped district owned by the head office, it will be sent to employees with managerial positions or higher.”
[If you’re ready, let’s start quickly. I don’t feel like waiting for a long time.]
Virgil immediately nodded at her knife-like words.
“Even without that, at the request of the 3rd president Ayun, both of them were informed of the location of the demonstration and gave them a day to spare. If it’s the president’s order, we can start right away.”
[A free day?]
At that, Oliviera, who had been listening to Virgil with a bored expression, slightly raised her head.
“yes. Is there any problem… … ?”
Oliveira, who stared at Virgil’s cautious question, smiled.
[Looking at that request, it seems that Ayun hasn’t properly revealed his history yet.]
“…yes?”
[It was. I thought it was a bland ceremonial event, but it’s going to be more fun than I expected.]
Top of Virgil’s head office. Leaving behind the satellite screen that fills the wall, she looks out the window.
As if that alone was enough to observe the current situation.
Beyond the veil, the seven-pronged radiance of the Mystic Eye began to slowly flash.
As if recognizing her gaze, Lennok muttered as he raised his head abruptly from dozens of kilometers away.
“It’s an inauguration…. You make a plausible excuse.”
Did you say it was a place to celebrate the inauguration of the new president of the third president, Ah Yoon?
Even if it seems like a plausible justification on the surface, it is enough for Lennok, who knows the truth, to laugh out loud.
What does it mean to leave the newly promoted 5th president in the board of directors and ask for a demonstration only from the 3rd president?
That is, entrusting the job to Lennok, who occupied the position of outside director, in the middle of such an undeveloped district.
Not only Lennok and Ayun, who were involved in this incident, but also Cardel’s members watching the demonstration couldn’t help but be unaware of its meaning.
“It seems that a different rumor has already started circulating inside the company.”
“What do you mean?”
While Lenok slowly checked his condition, registered director Yerien, who was checking the time from behind, opened his mouth.
A demonstration against the two top leaders of the cartel. She was in charge of preparing the site and directing the scene.
“There are people who think that this work will be similar to what Ban did when he was the first president of McQueen.”
“….”
“Isn’t Ban’s stay as an outside director in fact taking on the role of an executioner to manage the leadership….”
“…what?”
Rumors are said to grow endlessly if left unattended, but Lennok had no intention of becoming a gardener pruning the cartel.
It seems that Lennok’s attitude of standing by because he didn’t want to be bothered to get involved with the cartel’s leadership was rather causing a bigger misunderstanding.
Lennok glanced at him and smiled as he looked back at Yerien, who wanted to confirm the truth.
While checking the brought equipment and artifacts, it seemed that a signal had arrived at Yerien.
“Oh, you can leave now.”
Yerien, who was looking at her phone with a nervous expression, nodded and at the same time the attendant standing behind her slowly began to open the way.
Lennok, who got up from his seat after fixing his coat, followed the staff who guided him.
The eyes of those who looked at the sharpened back of the wizard were extremely complicated.
Yerien also swallowed, realizing that this moment would be a turning point in the ranking of the cartel’s leadership.
‘Things should work out…’ … .’
There are rumors within the board of directors that Ayun, the 3rd president, is importing drugs into the cartel’s subsidiaries, not enough to be crazy about entertainment.
If it continues like this, it wouldn’t be strange if the giant ship called the Cartel stumbled because of just one mudfish.
Yerien didn’t even doubt that the wizard who was leaving the building behind her was the most suitable person for this job.
The solid dog of District 49 who single-handedly killed the former president, Parden McQueen, who betrayed the president.
There was a wizard standing right there who had never been defeated even while piling up anecdotes that were hard to believe even after hearing it with his own two ears.
* * *
Woe!
Covering the pouring sunlight with one hand, Lennok stepped out of the building.
What catches your eye is the scenery of a quiet street.
A well-finished streetscape, as if people coming and going would be able to see it at any moment. However, there is no sense of being popular in this area at all.
This undeveloped district is part of the outlying city that the cartel has invested a lot of manpower and capital in the past.
In accordance with the urban expansion and development plan that existed decades ago, the shadowy giants are also traces of the investment they made in undeveloped districts.
Lenok and the 3rd president, Ayun, had been promised a demonstration on one side of the street in the undeveloped district that had just been completed.
Whiiing!!
As we set out on a wide four-lane road facing the blowing wind, we see a young man waiting for Lennok on the opposite side.
A unique appearance with a mix of black and white hair. It’s kind of a relaxed look.
However, the expression of young Ayun looking at Lenok did not look very good.
Instead of the silent Lennok, Ayun glanced around and spoke first.
“You are the famous fastidious. I have heard rumors that there are outside directors who do not engage in any activities after taking office.”
There are no cameras around, but this scene is undoubtedly being broadcast to all employees, including the head office of the cartel.
Ayun knew that and tried to show off the dignity and dignity that suited the new president as much as possible.
“Thank you for willingly lending a hand to this demonstration. I was also busy with various things, so it was hard to find a good partner, but the president seems to have taken care of me.”
Even if standing in front of him is a cold spectator who doesn’t take any word for it.
“After my demonstration today, thank you very much….”
“It’s a long story.”
“….!!”
Lenok interrupted Ayun with a plaintive tone and raised his gaze.
It’s like meeting eyes with the gaze looking down at this place from the cartel’s headquarters.
Oliviera, who had seen the whole scene clearly through her demonic eyes, burst into admiration at Lennok’s reaction, which seemed to make eye contact with her.
[Oh-horse.]
“Vergil made a promise, so you’ll have to keep it.”
Lennok said, fixing his gaze on Chilchaebo’s evil eye, which was invisible here.
“There are so many things I want to hear from you.”
A solution to the Mystic Eye that started cracking in the Labyrinth.
A new project that connects the Black Consumer project and the inside story of Onion in Madrid.
A tycoon who might hold onto the whole truth is watching Lennok from afar.
If he had succeeded in bringing out the chairman of the cartel, who would not appear unless it was related to the bosses, there was only one thing left.
Turning his gaze toward Ayun’s distorted face with an unpleasant expression in front of him, Lennok raised his mana without hesitation.
Genius Wizard Who Takes Medicine, Chapter 394
