Genius Wizard Who Eats Medicine Episode 664
Causal Retribution (6)
Clap Clap!!
In the dark room, the sound of thick chains being pulled echoed.
Under the dim lighting, only the shadows of dozens of people busily move past.
A strange silence in which no one speaks even in the midst of the busy crowd.
I can only feel the emotions of watching something sunk in the center of the room, being wary of it, and being afraid.
Click.
From the far end of the hallway, a door opens and several people walk into the room.
As the people who exchanged glances without a word of conversation moved their hands, the chains hanging from the center of the room opened slightly from side to side.
Charreureuk!!
A young man in a hospital gown emerged from among the piles of chains along with an intrusive noise.
Although he looks a bit tired, his unique sharp impression has not lost its light.
pat!!
At the same time as his face was revealed, the lights in the room turned on and the young man frowned as if his eyes were dazzling.
“This….”
What comes into the eyes of the young man who has adapted to the bright lighting are more than dozens of people watching him.
All of them are superhumans with skilled magical powers and trained bodies.
Supermen holding weapons at close range and wary of young men, and thousands of guns aiming at Lennox from outside the room.
And even several people standing in front of him wearing suits that cover their bodies.
“…Right.”
Lennok, who finally understood the situation, smiled and stretched a little.
Clap!
When I tried to move my shoulders, dozens of thick chains tightly pressed and bound my arms.
Compressed mana that rushes forward and restrains the new recruit with just a little bit of force.
A mana stone resembling an elongated tombstone hangs from its neck like a restraint, and its limbs float in the air and float tied up.
Chains and ropes wrapped around the back and fixed throughout the room are inscribed with unknown characters, adding to their strength and restraint.
All of the materials and restraints that wrapped Lennok’s body were added to the effects of magical powers and spells, trying to keep them in the space itself.
“Nasissa. Even though I acted on my own… … .”
Fisik Lennok pretended to lift his motionless shoulder.
“I came back just fine. There is no need to overreact, is there?”
[Overreaction?]
The answer came from the man in the suit standing in front of Lennok.
A woman’s voice so sharp and high-pitched that it hurts the listener’s ears.
[Do you think this situation is a joke?]
“….”
profit!!
Portrait of a young woman removing her helmet to reveal her face.
The executioners standing next to them opened their mouths nervously.
“Priya.”
“It is dangerous. If you show your face to Iza… … .”
“The fastness of the Vulcan.”
A woman named Pvya looked at Lennok and said coldly.
“It’s not because I’m afraid or worried about you that I received high-quality medical care even after committing a number of serious crimes that were close to harm.”
“….”
“It was just a consideration to secure the testimony of that side for the speedy normalization of the city by leaving the past as a mistake.”
Pviya, who stared intently at Lennok’s face, muttered.
“To use the Ex Machina’s guidelines to find the best course of action in this way… … I expected too much from a wizard who ate in the back alley.”
Everyone closed their mouths and listened quietly to her icy words.
“From now on, your personal affairs will be managed directly by Ex Machina. It controls all life reactions and the flow of mana, and handles it so that the monstrous power is not used in vain.”
“….”
“The crime of impersonating a craftsman without permission and making fun of citizens. The karma of slaughtering and spilling blood on the city’s soldiers. A disturbing look into the city’s most dangerous secrets and fueling the chaos.”
said Phvia.
“Until you get a fair price for all that responsibility-”
“There is one thing wrong.”
Clap!!
As Lennok’s mouth fell, dozens of executors thrust their blades between Lennok’s neck and forehead.
“Shut up, solid.”
“Something like a wizard who can’t even use magic…!!”
“….”
However, Lennok ignored the stinging feeling on his skin and quietly turned his gaze to one side.
The bailiff’s face aimed at Lennok’s neck.
Make eye contact with the executioner and stare into his eyes.
Without any magic power, without momentum, I just stared blankly into his eyes.
Even so, the executor’s expression shakes little by little and collapses, and the tip of the blade he is holding begins to shake little by little.
“urg…!!”
The blade swayed and lightly brushed Lennok’s nape, and the blood dripped down the chain.
The complexion of the other executioners changed dramatically when they confirmed that Lennok’s body was bleeding.
“Taven. What are you doing!!”
“Wake!!”
Of course, I’m not worried about Lennok getting hurt or bleeding right here.
The high-ranking mage’s blood itself is a powerful aggregate of mana and a material that also acts as a catalyst for magic.
Even more so, isn’t the opponent a monster who wields that talent without hesitation without using magic?
No one can predict what variables Lenok’s blood will have at this place.
However, despite the shouts of rebuke from the other executors, the executor named Taven did not stop.
“iced coffee…!!”
Rather, he did not take his gaze from Lennok’s eyes at all, but only faintly convulsed and took a step back.
At the same time, Taven, who inadvertently distanced himself from Lennok, regained his senses and turned pale.
“This is…!!”
Taven, who belatedly realized what he was doing, stuttered, then gave up and lowered his head.
Only then did Lennok look away and smile and turned his head toward Pvilla.
“You didn’t do it because you were afraid?”
“….”
At Lennok’s cynical words, for the first time Pviya could not answer and was silent.
Because that reaction just showed what the people gathered here thought of Lennok.
I just took a step back.
But what if that was the result of overpowering an elite like an enforcer without using any magic power?
Just by giving a glance and casting a gaze once, you become alert and twitch, then show a gap.
A response that is impossible without the ominous certainty that Lennok’s words and actions are not bravado, but part of a miracle that is not known when and how they will manifest, and that they will definitely reach him.
As an executor who is more sensitive and talented in his senses and intuition, he knows what kind of magician Lennok is, so he overreacts.
“It is not strange. There are too many theoretical premises to keep a high-ranking mage bound.”
Lennok, who relieved the stiff atmosphere around him with just one question and answer, laughed.
“It would have been difficult to attempt without the talent and technology of the time when the family city was in its heyday. I don’t know if I bring that psychic guy.”
senior wizard. It is virtually impossible to capture a wizard who has transcended the hierarchy like Lennok.
A state of transcending hierarchy and starting to deal with space as a result.
What kind of human assets and investments are needed to keep them alive and restrained rather than killing them?
It is not certain even if people of the same level are pressured with numbers and prepared with all conditions and conditions met.
[Aosh Spero withdrew from the scene due to the rampage of congenital abilities.]
The man standing next to Pviya wearing a suit covering the whole body answered instead.
[As some of the Ex Machina members arbitrarily participated, they will not respond to the interrogation of you.] “
Then, it would be good if you remove these heavy chains first.”
Lennok looked at him and smiled.
“Do we have to go through this uncomfortable process like this even though we know it’s meaningless?”
[It is a law that requires appropriate procedures and justifications to convince all members of the organization. The same goes for this time.]
As if the man was having fun, he passed Pviya and walked forward.
[Locking you in a prison facility. Even after facing Spero, his mind did not collapse. Wouldn’t all arrangements that seem insignificant at first glance lead to the promised results?]
“It’s a promise….”
[I think I know why the bailiffs fear you so much,]
the man whispered.
[Overwhelming firepower and phenomenal skill. Combat experience through countless battlefields. But the most dangerous thing is the transcendental intuition itself inside the head.]
“….”
[There are things that make warriors more afraid than dying in battle. The displeasure of being completely dug up and scraping down one after another…There is a fear that you will inevitably find out when you investigate what you did.
]
Lennok replied plaintively.
“What do you want to say?”
[Wouldn’t you like to work for Machine City instead of Vulcan, which doesn’t acknowledge you?]
Click!!
The face of an elderly man with all sorts of scars appeared after taking off his helmet.
An outward appearance that has gone through all kinds of storms. The dark, distorted gray eyes suggest that the man is a soldier who has lived on the battlefield for a long time.
“You wield magical talents, but you are a man closer to a warrior than anyone else. He may not be a soldier who obeys orders, but he is a man who is accustomed to a fight that always brings out the best outcome.”
“….”
“In the name of Ex Machina, I will sponsor you, create a position, and entrust you with a unit. I give you the power to wield this city’s resources and talent to your heart’s content. If you want, you can go up to the head of the executive body.”
“Hey Minister…!!”
To the extent that the perplexed executive officers stop by inadvertently calling the man’s position.
That’s why the man’s proposal was unconventional, and it was possible enough to shake the executioners.
“It’s enough if even a part of that ability is used for Makina’s sake. I saw potential in you.”
“It’s a possibility….”
Lennok murmured along with the words and slightly lowered his head.
Dozens of superhumans standing around him and hundreds of officials watching him through the screen.
Everyone watches the movement and waits for Lennok’s mouth to open.
said Lennok, who raised his gaze in the silent silence.
“Yes, I understand what you are thinking. next?”
“…next?”
“Mechanical head and heart of steel. Didn’t each of them convey their different views?”
asked Lennok, looking at Pvilla and the minister with an expressionless expression on his face.
“Then we should listen to the Warhammer.”
“….”
“….”
Lennok, ignoring the two speechless people and finding exactly one among the suit-clad crowd, asked a question.
“Nasissa. Aren’t you ready yet?”
[…] … You knew it from the start.]
Narcissa stepped forward, removing her helmet, and asked, looking at Lennok.
“Since when did you notice?”
“well…Ever since the committee members dared to hide their faces and walk in?”
Lennok replied calmly.
“Some of them seem to have disappeared because they met me face-to-face, but they can’t be covered with suits like that.”
When Lennok’s clear eyes met, the members of the committee, whose faces were still covered, all shook their shoulders.
“Weight and gait, breathing rate, heart rate and joint torsion…Even if you don’t see it, there are facts that are revealed.”
“….”
Do you mean that he remembered the habits of the committee members he met before and compared them to the suit to determine his identity?
At that nonsense, the commissioners and executive officers forgot what to say and kept their mouths shut.
Lennok ignored such a reaction and asked while watching Narcissa approaching him.
“So what story do you want to tell in Warhammer? Judging from what you’ve done so far, I’m guessing that your intentions are in a position to speak for that faction.”
The three factions that define the Ex Machina.
The Scholars’ Mechanohead Warrior’s Steelheart The Artisan’s Warhammer.
Among them, Pviya of the Machine Head pressured Lennok, and Minister of Steel Heart tried to capture Lennok on the contrary.
Despite showing conflicting positions and attitudes, artificial consideration for not intervening in the moment of conversation with Lennok.
Lennok confirmed it and realized that at this moment, the three factions were simultaneously expressing their different views to Lennok.
“The fact that the mechanical head rejected me and the iron heart rather tried to appease me is interesting in itself, but neither is what I want.”
Lennok laughed as he watched the expressions on Pviya’s and Minister’s faces contort into different emotions.
“Now I want to be honest with you about what you want. If not… … .”
“Maya Lenslet requested a judicial transaction.”
“…what?”
It was a name that was unexpectedly close enough for the silent Lennok to ask back.
Narcissa answered, looking at Lennok with her arms crossed, not hiding her discomfort.
“In exchange for your pardon, I gave you some of the information I had as an advance payment.”
“….”
“Considering Lyman’s contribution to the city as a master of our warhammer and the effectiveness of the judicial transaction… … I want to offer you a deal.”
In the quiet silence, only Narcissa’s voice echoed.
“In exchange for a special pardon and guarantee of identity, we request cooperation in all tasks necessary for the city, including confidentiality and witness attendance and cooperation in trials.”
“…Right.”
At that moment, the chains tightly wrapped around Lennok’s body began to unravel in the opposite direction.
The chains that had been tightly gripping the body so far were powerlessly falling from the spot as if it were an illusion.
At the same time, the inscriptions and restraint spells engraved on the chain shattered like glass and rose above my head like a haze.
Chwaaaang!!
At the same time as the strange gong sound, the space in all directions rotated and collapsed as if it were being smashed.
The figure of Lennok, who casually withdrew his arms and sat down at the center of the rift.
The moment when everyone’s complexion turned pale at the appearance of a wizard who was not bound by restraints from the beginning.
Lennok walked down in front of Narcissa and smiled faintly at her.
“Now you’ve come with some proper conditions, right?”
