Drug-Eating Genius Mage – 230



Lingering(4)

‘The easiest way would be to extract the essence of another magic tower. But it’s hard to get the right opportunity.’

Interaction with the Torburn Magic Tower was minimal except for Eden who was the leader of the Cigar Bang gang but despite this Lennok’s independent achievements in the unique magic of the Lightning series were enough to be realized as a mental image.

Currently Lennok is learning the flame-type unique magic of the Blader Magic Tower but for now this achievement is something he learned only from the young wizard who was assisting Weizen and the drug lord.

It was difficult to see that there was as deep an understanding as that of the Dengeki branch.

Even though I have gained access to the realm of imagery in a truly ingenious and absurd way my worries are increasing rather than decreasing.

Ultimately this meant that in order to utilize the area we had created to its fullest extent we had to become more proactive than we are now when we move while minimizing risks.

Reaching the peak of magic is one of the surest ways to throw off Lennok’s shackles.

However in order to run toward that end we must collect diverse experiences and turning points much more actively than we do now and open up new possibilities.

‘I don’t know if I can achieve the same results as changing my course of action. I thought it was something I had to do someday but….’

Even if he maintains a passive position the only things that fall into Lennok’s hands are the rewards that others have already won.

You have to find what you want first on your own.

Lennok also knew very well what the surest method was.

It was just that I needed to go through the process of convincing myself that I had to prioritize my wishes over my safety.

We succeeded in getting the necessary possibilities in our hands. Now it was time to move forward a little further.

There is no need to worry for long. It will be enough just for Lennok to not forget the path he has taken no matter where he stands.

After thinking about it Lennok immediately stood up.

Now that I’ve come this far there’s one more thing I want to solve.

* * *

The place I naturally arrived at wearing a long cardigan was a fairly neat workshop.

It was a deserted space without even a proper sign but Lennok walked straight ahead without hesitation.

As I pounded on the wall listening to the loud sound of the drill coming from inside a stocky middle-aged man walked out from inside.

It was Palmer a blacksmith who had become acquainted with Dyke when handling his business.

“It’s been a while.”

When Lennok asked with a smile he yawned and scratched his stomach.

My eyes were swollen as if I had had a good night’s sleep just moments ago.

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“What are you doing here?”

“I heard they were moving their workshop so I stopped by to take care of some business.”

It definitely feels different from the cramped alcove that looked like it might collapse at any moment.

Although it is not that big in shape it clearly has the shape of a workshop compared to then.

Since there has not been a significant change in Palmer’s income it would be reasonable to assume that Dyke Corporation is providing him with considerable support.

When Lennok naturally pulled out a chair and sat down Palmer grunted but took off his gloves and sat down across from him.

“Is that all you’re saying when you suddenly come to me without any contact?”

“Aren’t we closely related because of business? Panoa will be upset if he hears.”

“….”

Seeing Palmer keeping his mouth shut it seemed clear that he had received help from her in the process of setting up a new workshop.

Palmer slowly changed the topic.

“I heard some rumors. “I heard you had a cool fight with the cartel guys right?”

“Has that rumor spread?”

“Well done. If the water has been stagnant for that long you need to tap it at least once. “My home city stopped because they couldn’t do it right.”

If you keep listening to Palmer’s stories you may end up spending endless amounts of time.

Sensing an ominous premonition Lennok got straight to the point.

“You know I use firearms.”

“Oh I vaguely remember. “Even though he had that level of skill I thought he had strange tastes because he liked gunpowder weapons.”

“….”

“Now that I think about it I think I looked at their revolver once before… Is that right? “I don’t remember much of what I did after drinking.”

“I came again this time for a similar matter.”

As Lennok said that he reached for his left wrist.

Wow!!

In an instant a revolver and a shotgun took shape and popped out landing on the table.

Palmer’s eyes turned serious as he naturally stretched out his hands and touched the two firearms.

“Um… that sucks.”

“….”

“There is a crack in the barrel of the revolver and the oil has dried up no matter how hard you turn the cylinder. What is a shotgun? In this case the muzzle of the gun melted and got stuck. “Did they just fire wildly right in front of their target?”

“Exactly.”

This time Palmer kept quiet.

Lennok also glanced away.

It’s not that I haven’t paid attention to gun management but more than that it’s also true that I’ve been using my equipment rough.

It is not wrong to believe in shooting assist magic and to be somewhat unconcerned about the durability of the equipment.

So far I’ve been able to survive by recklessly pouring magical power into the cracked gun barrel or cylinder but I can’t leave it like that forever.

So far I have survived without replacing my equipment by relying on shooting assist magic but as the level of magic has changed I need to replace my equipment as well.

“I would like to know if there is room for further modification of this equipment here. If not I would like to entrust you with manufacturing new equipment.”

“Give up renovation.”

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Palmer answered sharply.

“How far are you going to take these scraps? Now make it easy for me. “Let them rest.”

“….”

Lennok sighed when he saw Palmer who seemed overly immersed in the gun’s position.

“I’d like to but… doesn’t that mean I can’t spend money on buying a new product that doesn’t have much of a difference?”

“It looks like it was purchased from Gun & Barrel but there are probably a truckload of guns that are more powerful and efficient than this. “What kind of bullshit are you talking about?”

“If it’s a ready-made product it doesn’t make much of a difference to me.”

“what?”

“If you need strong firepower there are plenty of other means.”

As Lennok said that he used his magic power and stamped his finger on the table.

Saaaa….

The cold air flowing from between the five fingers instantly takes a clear shape and turns into a small statue.

The old man made a blank expression when he saw his familiar face in the statue created in that way.

“The important thing is not how much firepower you have but how well it can be combined with the magic I use.”

As Lennok’s magic level increases the difference between firepower created through pure magic and firepower using firearms becomes extreme.

This is because if you make up your mind to compare firepower there are not many technologies that can be compared to pure elemental techniques.

However even if you do not compare in that way there are many advantages to using a firearm.

Rather considering that fire magic is comparable to tactical weapons such as artillery fire or missiles it is not something that can be compared in the first place.

Significantly less magical power consumption compared to pure magic. A structure that allows abnormally fast attack speed and continuous fire.

And the level of difficulty in customizing to suit the user’s tastes is relatively low.

If you mix it well with the shooting assist magic used by Lennok it is possible to create an attack pattern that surpasses most magicians’ techniques.

The problem is that until now Lennok has never had equipment that matches his level.

Basically the magician of WORLD 2.0 which Lennok played goes beyond using shooting magic and both guns and bullets are thoroughly modified for magic.

Until now due to the circumstances we had just forcibly applied shooting assist magic to ordinary guns and bullets but now we will be able to obtain proper equipment through more thorough adjustments.

“Either modifying the magic and shooting it directly through the muzzle of a gun or applying magic directly to the bullet… I’ve tried both in the past but I’ve never seen much effect.”

“I guess so. In the first place a wizard as big as you would never turn his attention to a firearm let alone another artifact… This is proof that it is such a reckless thing to do.”

Palmer said.

“Basically all materials that make up a firearm must have a certain level of magical conductivity and must also be resistant to continuous shock and heat. That alone will make the production difficulty and cost soar but if you decide on the techniques you want to use on the gun and start customizing it….”

“It must be difficult.”

“It might be much better to look for artifacts or relics in the form of firearms.”

“But don’t you think it would be fun?”

Palmer closed his mouth and looked up at Lennok in silence.

After seeing that Lennok was smiling faintly he slightly tilted his head and said.

“You… have changed a little. “It’s funny. I didn’t know those words would come out of your mouth.”

“This is probably the most powerful motivation for craftsmen like you.”

“….”

I think I can understand Lennok a little bit now.

A motivation that is not driven solely by efficiency and reason.

Rather than understanding with your head you accept with your heart that such things are quite important in human life.

Did Palmer at least catch a glimpse of this side of Lennok who said such words without hesitation?

He grinned while scratching his beard.

“Well okay. “I would kick other guys’ butts if they asked for something like that but… I think it would be quite fun to think about making a gun for a wizard like you to use.”

“Thank goodness.”

“Instead this is the only new thing I make.”

He said and lifted up the tattered revolver.

“There are a lot of things to do with a shotgun and there are too few things to do other than pumping up the power so it’s not fun. I am accepting this request because I insist on using inefficient equipment called a revolver. Do you understand?”

“great.”

Lennok has not been using a revolver as a sidearm for no reason.

This is because it was thought that the use of auxiliary magic related to reload acceleration or rapid fire could offset the revolver’s shortcomings to a large extent while also being an optimized equipment for imparting different magic to each bullet.

Until now I haven’t seen much benefit in that regard but it’s different now that I have alchemy.

There is still a lot of work to be done and countless ways for Lennok to become stronger.

I had no intention of choosing one of them.

Getting the opportunity to choose itself.

That’s what Lennoc’s decided way of life meant.

* * *

-A few nomination requests have come in. What do you want to do?

“What does it mean?”

After finishing his errands Lennok spent some time at the bar and then left Area 49.

It wasn’t common for Jenny who belatedly realized that Lennok had left to call and ask about his intentions but that probably meant that she had become busier lately.

Even though he was concentrating his energy on running his business he was asking Lennok about freelance work so it seemed like he really had no intention of giving up his job as a broker.

-I forgot to mention it earlier because I was taking a photo of the bounty but there are a few customers looking for you.

“Because I’m a customer…”

-I guess the rumor has spread properly in the past month.

A faint smile spread through her voice over the phone.

-The number of miscellaneous requests has decreased significantly but the value of customers’ names has increased significantly.

Does this mean that as Lennok’s reputation and standing have increased only customers who are worthy of him have begun to make requests?

Lennok thought for a moment but quickly shook his head.

“Reject all simple nomination requests. As I said before I only want to accept requests related to space-time artifacts or magic.”

-Are you okay? Aside from other customers Balitz also contacted me directly.

“….”

Balitz Co.

It’s been quite a while since I heard that name.

Although they have had little to do with it recently they are by far the largest conglomerate management group that has reached out and succeeded in the largest number of businesses in this huge city.

Even while processing so many requests if someone you have never met before contacts you now there will no doubt be a corresponding event and compensation prepared for you.

Lennok hesitated for a moment but at that moment he felt the streetscape becoming faintly distorted and he stopped walking.

A somewhat unnatural clock.

In addition the sense of speed around you suddenly decreases and your sense of time becomes blurred.

Lennok knew this feeling. A heterogeneous landscape as if consciousness were accelerating like crazy leaving the surroundings alone.

A harbinger of a monster running through another timeline.

Twauk!

Lennok who forcibly twisted his neck to escape the interference spoke while holding the phone.

“If it’s about Balitz I’m hesitant but… I can’t do it. “There is still work left to do.”

-…what do you mean?

“Even when it seems like things with the cartel are over there is someone who came in between and played a decisive role.”

-….

“I didn’t think we’d run into each other again but I’ll definitely listen to what you’re thinking.”

Only then did Jenny notice something in Lennok’s words and spoke in a trembling voice.

-Wait a minute… Who on earth are you…?

Pop!!

“You speak a little lighter than I thought.”

A voice coming from right behind Lennok.

It’s a sour tone that doesn’t have any special characteristics and seems somewhat unmotivated but Lennok has never forgotten that tone.

“If you spread our story everywhere like that will it be used?”

“we?”

Lennok turned the whale around to look at the other person and laughed.

“That doesn’t suit you or me at all.”

Appearance of unknown age. Somewhat of a bad attitude.

Even though he was standing casually in the middle of the street his complexion was so ordinary that you couldn’t guess its history at all.

Looking at this ordinary man wearing a black shirt and pants who could imagine the man of pandemonium?

Myung looked at Lennok and grinned.

“Last time it wasn’t a situation worth talking about.”

“….”

“Shall we move somewhere first?”

The Medicine-Taking Genius Wizard Episode 238