Drug-Eating Genius Mage – 171



Lighthouse (5)

“This is a scene from my hometown.”

Grisha said looking around with faint eyes.

“Now it’s all burned down a remote jungle that can never be visited again… I buried all of my tribe there.”

“….”

“This is what it means to project one’s own image. Of course in order to accomplish this you must be accompanied by your own practice and level but in the end it is up to you to give additional abilities to the area.”

She grinned as she said that.

“How do you feel?”

“That’s amazing. “To be honest I was a little surprised.”

Lennok who was looking blankly at the lush jungle scenery around him honestly admitted.

It was my first time meeting a shaman of her size but the opportunity for a shaman of this level to show off her territory without any hostility did not come easily.

Even now the scenery of this jungle must be a direct reflection of the image engraved in the deepest part of Grisha’s mind.

In other words it’s as if Grisha is revealing his innermost self to Lennok.

Well looking at her confident expression it seemed like she was proud of this jungle scene… but Lennok roughly understood what her intention was for this behavior.

The secret area of ​​the realm where one’s image is projected is one of the secrets that magicians want to keep.

Grisha is trying to show Lennok trust in another way by revealing one of her most powerful cards.

This bold action can probably be seen as representing to some extent the earnestness in Cheong’s eyes.

“okay. Remember it well and study it hard. “Someone as good as you might be able to catch up quickly.”

Grisha said with a slightly smug expression.

But Lennok looked back at the jungle and quietly shook his head.

“well. “It was helpful… but ultimately it’s up to me.”

“what?”

Lennok did not respond but was quietly lost in thought.

This is because I had some idea about the magnetic field that projects images from Aris.

The art of projecting images. The know-how to turn strong will into concrete tools can be helpful by looking at Grisha’s domain.

But most importantly what does Lennok’s imagery mean?

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It has been less than two years since I have been living as a resident of this world.

Does the landscape in Lennok’s mind refer to the time he lived as Lennok or does it contain the time he lived from Earth?

‘It’s a difficult task….’

It was a question that could not be easily answered either way.

In the end this concern had nothing to do with Lennok’s talent.

It seems that Grisha solved his longing for his hometown by mixing it with magic.

Lennok was not sure which image to choose or whether he would choose it.

‘If I add abilities to an area it should be in a way that helps the battle as much as possible… If possible it should be done in a way that best utilizes my strengths. The key is whether it is possible to directly select and project such images.’

“Well okay. If you’ve watched it enough let’s finish it quickly. This thing also eats up a lot of main power….”

Grisha spat and raised his left hand to rub his temple.

As soon as she lifted her palm again the wound healed completely and at the same time the jungle scenery surrounding her collapsed.

Lennok who was watching this asked with an interested expression.

“You use magic in a very different way. Is that what witchcraft is usually all about?”

“ok? “Is this your first time seeing a witch doctor?”

“I should have said it earlier. This is my first time seeing a high level shaman of your size. Until then I’ve never seen a shaman even half as good as you.”

It wasn’t a lie.

The shamans that Lenno occasionally encountered during quests were between level 3 and 4 no matter how high they were.

There was not a single shaman who reached the level of a level 4 stationary wizard who was able to stably maintain his own firepower.

Although the magic used was quite unique and had unique characteristics that remained in Lennok’s memory it was the first time he had met a shaman the size of a Grisha.

However Grisha’s expression changed strangely after hearing Lennok’s words.

“This is the first time I’ve seen a shaman like me….”

“Is there some problem?”

“…no. “It’s nothing.”

Grisha scratched his head with an annoyed face.

As the powerful force encroaching on the cavity gradually disappears the jungle that projected her vivid images also slowly disappears.

The boundaries of space are broken down and the original appearance of the community begins to be revealed little by little.

“You don’t seem to know anything about witchcraft so I’ll explain briefly.”

In the center of the jungle that was starting to collapse Grisha crossed his arms and answered grumpily.

“The main power is a very capricious and mysterious power so it is not easy to determine its limits even after it is confined within the framework of witchcraft. Therefore we are looking for ways to stabilize the spell and achieve maximum efficiency through a series of actions called triggers or sacrificial medium.”

“….”

That much was something Lennok knew but he didn’t think it was necessary to say it here.

“And self-harm… is a magical augmentation method that is one of the most powerful types of triggers. “It is a method of abbreviating the self-sacrifice spell inserting it into the magic system and forcibly amplifying its power to reduce the ups and downs of the magic spell.”

“You mean to supplement stability by raising the low point. I’m interested. “Is there room for magic?”

Although the conversation started out of the blue Lennok did not hesitate to ask questions.

The moment Grisha explains witchcraft is a brief favor.

However Lennok knew that the attitude itself was due to Grisha’s approval of Lennok to some extent.

To be precise the answer came from the hope that a magician of that skill would help with the Blue Eye.

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Therefore you should skip the knowledge that you can skip now.

In particular the trigger of the technique used by Grisha. Among them will the self-injury method used to develop the area just now be helpful in increasing Lennok’s magical power?

‘You can’t try it carelessly but it’s worth researching.’

Of course since Lennok’s body is so weak if you try it hastily you will do more harm than good but there is no harm in knowing it.

However Grisha made a strange expression at Lennok’s question and shook his head.

“Are you crazy? The reason why this method is used in witchcraft is because the magic system itself has many loopholes and leaves room for various tricks. This is closer to intentionally leaving room for improvement rather than an incomplete magic system but it is probably not something worth attempting with magic.”

“hmm….”

Grisha who was looking at Lennok’s worried expression snorted.

“Well that’s not important. Anyway what I wanted to show is the problem of how to use areas. If you are already accustomed to freely handling the form of a magic trick there is no reason to be obsessed with the form. “Looking at it now it seems like you already guessed that to some extent but…”

Unlike before she looked clearly tired and waved her hands.

Even with a power as powerful as hers using the magnetic realm seemed quite a burden.

“I hope you understand. “I’ll see you again tomorrow.”

* * *

Lennok left the cave immediately under Amon’s guidance.

As we went down to the basement of the tower an impressive accommodation with spacious hallways was revealed.

Amon nodded as he showed Lennok to one of the empty rooms.

“I was very surprised today. “I never thought the wizard would have such strong skills… There must have been a reason why he personally sent a message.”

Since he was watching the battle between Lennok and Grisha right next to him his attitude became more polite than ever.

He also knew very well the value of a wizard who could fight on equal footing with a high-ranking shaman.

“If Evan joins us we will make sure you never regret that decision. “Working with someone as capable as you will be a great help in regaining public support in the Dominion.”

Lennok ignored Amon’s words and tried to look around the room but he opened his mouth when he heard words he could not hear.

“As expected you guys have been emptying the lighthouse for a while.”

“…yes?”

“Look here.”

As Lennok said this he ran his finger along the shelf in the corner of the room.

“Even though it is clearly a space prepared for guests dust has piled up like this. “The bed is somewhat made but that’s more evidence that the area has been cleaned in a hurry recently.”

“….”

“The carpet in the hallway was slightly wrinkled and the lights that were supposed to illuminate the walls were turned off irregularly. And considering Lapis’ attitude of worrying about whether I had come into contact with the Pandemonium but trying to confirm its authenticity in such a crude way…”

Lennok said and turned his back.

“Lapis only recently returned here to join you in taking over the role of the next lighthouse keeper. “Am I wrong?”

“…You’re really sharp. Are all those who live as wizards in big cities like that?”

Amon smiled bitterly.

“I also thought I had been on the battlefield for a long time but I don’t think I can measure up to Evan’s intuition.”

“War?”

“Everything Evan said is correct.”

He checked whether Weizen was still unconscious and then spoke again.

“Until not long ago we were helping the rebels spread a resistance front in an unnamed plain in the west. “There was a war involved in the Daesilia mine discovered near the Republic and we also responded.”

“The entire power of the Blue Eye including Grisha was deployed to kill the two members involved in the matter but it was more difficult because both were new members without much information. “There was great damage.”

“It’s the Daizilia Mine….”

Was it a rare metal that was traded more expensively than a gem of the same weight due to its unique characteristics of strong hardness and virtually no magical conductivity?

If a mine with such metal was discovered it would be understandable that someone would have taken part in the battle.

But what’s even more surprising than that is the fact that they are achieving small results in the local war against Bokmajeon.

Since they say they are new members they probably haven’t dealt with people as strong as Kroken or the warlocks…

Even so it seemed certain that the Blue Eyes was not an organization that only made grandiose remarks.

“Many people who have been with us have died and been injured. It is no exaggeration to say that except for Grisha and a few observers who are on an external business trip we have no military power capable of directly responding to the Pandemonium.”

As Amon said this he looked at Lennok with an ever more intense gaze.

Lennok was not unaware of the meaning contained in that gaze but he had no intention of reacting.

This story has already been agreed upon with Lapis.

Amon had no authority or qualification to interfere further here.

Amon didn’t know that either so in the end he lowered his head without saying anything.

“…Then I will go. “We haven’t yet decided what to do with the pyromancer so I think we’ll have to discuss it with others.”

“for a moment.”

Lennok stopped Amon who was about to turn around.

“If you’re going to interrogate Weizen I want to do it myself.”

“….”

“Originally wouldn’t this have been done by killing Baizen on the spot? There’s something I need to check with him. “I think half a day will be enough.”

“It’s a problem I can’t decide on my own.”

Amon hesitated.

“If you want you can ask permission from your superiors. “You sure don’t think I’m going to do something by collaborating with the guy who tried to kill me do you?”

“…That’s not it. Of course Lapis was the first to contact Evan. And I don’t think a magician as powerful as you would target the lighthouse with such a shallow trick but… I understand.”

In the end Amon pondered and nodded.

It may be possible because Baizen’s existence was not even in the minds of the observers in the first place and because Amon was trying to impress Lennok.

“But after the work is done I will report it to the higher-ups. “Is that okay?”

“Do whatever you want.”

Lennok immediately put down the simple luggage he had in the guest room and followed Amon down one floor.

Unlike the spacious hallway located on the first basement floor what exists in the deeper part is a cramped secret room made like a prison.

It’s like a space created to confine someone and watch them.

Clear evidence that the ‘lighthouse’ was not simply used as an observatory.

But instead of saying anything else Lennok grabbed Weizen by the collar and threw him into the secret room.

Crunchy soup!!

“I know you’re awake so get up quickly.”

“Ughhh…!!”

Weizen opened his eyes startled by Lennok’s cold words.

After coughing dry several times he looked up at Lennok with bloodshot eyes and broke into a cold sweat.

The fatigue of being tied up for a long time and the injury from being stabbed with a cursed dagger are still bothering him.

He must have felt the fierce battle between Lennok and Grisha right next to him along with Amon but there was no way he was still unconscious.

Two people sitting at a cold table made eye contact.

Amon closed the door to the secret room and left but he must be watching from somewhere.

I had no intention of doing anything strange anyway so it didn’t matter.

Lennok said looking at Weizen’s face as he averted his gaze here and there.

“Why are you alive?”

“Yes yes?”

“You obviously tried to take the Knicks badge after hitting me in the back with a wingboat so why are you still alive and breathing? “Isn’t it strange?”

“….”

“Why is that wizard who I used to carry around like a subordinate suddenly groveling towards me? “Do you want to know?”

“Oh no.”

Weizen rolled his eyes and stuttered his answer.

Still he was a very quick-witted guy.

Lennok also didn’t want to waste too much time so he got straight to the point.

“I can save your life.”

“….”

“If you grant just one condition I want I will let you stay here without any harm. “I will also heal the curse that is consuming your body right now.”

Of course Lennok did not say that he would release him from here even if it was just empty words.

Weizen would become a very valuable alibi for the moment Lennok accessed the drug lord’s safe.

However despite his obvious coaxing Weizen looked up at Lennok with a cringe-inducing expression.

Contrary to the intense vanity he had shown all this time he was a very honest man about his desire to live.

“The unique magic of the Blazer Magic Tower….”

“Oh no.”

“You just have to show it in front of me once.”

“…yes?”

As soon as the story about unique magic came out Baizen who had thrown up his hand blinked.

Lennok smiled meaningfully as he looked at that bewildered expression.

Even though Weizen looks like this he is a wizard who is not inferior to the Eden he faced before.

It is not easy to find an opportunity to punish a magician with this level of talent and skill in such a completely secure space.

In addition his natural nature is greedy and he is very weak-hearted so if he is well persuaded he will get drunk on his own power and pass on information to Lennok without even realizing it.

The unique magic of the Blader Magic Tower that I could only confirm and follow with my eyes.

It was time to suck up to the marrow the magical essence of the mainstream flame and flame series.

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