Drug-Eating Genius Mage – 428



Palace of Memory (1)

A strange tinnitus that you hear as soon as you kick in the door.

Bleep…!!

Disturbing noises echo from the streets near the workshop which have become strangely quiet.

I could tell right away that it was a ploy to naturally ward off people around me.

thud!!

The body of a man tied with magic thread is placed on the asphalt as if thrown. At the same time dozens of men and women quietly appear throughout the streets.

Lennok smiled as he looked at the people standing neatly as if they were surrounding the workshop.

“You made me wait a long time.”

Although he wears casual clothes to avoid being noticed his unique neat and quiet atmosphere cannot be hidden.

Priests of the denomination who work directly in the field. They are also fanatics who completely accept the doctrine and use it as their reference point.

It was my first time encountering so many at once but it wasn’t difficult to notice.

“are you okay. “I’m used to waiting.”

Amilla who was leisurely looking at Lennok’s face answered.

“Nice to meet you Evan. This is Amilla Baenger. “Please feel free to call me Amilla.”

She smiled held out her hand and spoke again.

“I have something I want to say for a moment. Do you have time? “It won’t be a bad story for you either.”

Lennok smiling raised his finger and asked pointing to his ear.

“The sound of a music box. “Can you hear me clearly?”

Only then did the church’s hymns slowly reach the ears of other priests.

Realizing that their identities had been discovered in an instant the priests darkened their complexions and Amilla sighed heavily.

“It’s a problem if your faith is too strong. “Even when I tell them to leave behind everything that might leave traces no one listens.”

“….”

“Well I didn’t plan on hiding it for long either. We’re not very good at hiding our identities. “I don’t know if it means keeping my mouth shut and blending in with people especially when I move around like I am now.”

Amilla stood up and patted her knees and said with a grin.

“Should I introduce it again? My name is Bishop Amilla Baenger head of the northeastern branch of the church. “It’s okay to call me Bishop Baenger now.”

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“Okay Amilla.”

“…You’re not good at listening to people either are you?”

Amilla said that and raised her hand and waved it.

The gesture naturally led other priests to walk out and a tense atmosphere began to form.

Clap clap clap!

The priests begin to take out the equipment they each have in their arms.

A bone saw that makes an ominous sound. A long sharp skewer a stake a ceremonial knife with an edge on one side and even a large sickle made to cut off a person’s head.

In general weapons that seem to have been created to overwhelm opponents that are different from the superhumans in the shadows of the city who pursue efficient combat.

Cassia who was standing behind the intimidating scenery swallowed her saliva and Archwood quickly walked in front of Lennok.

“…?”

Lennok raised his eyebrows at Archwood’s completely unexpected movement.

Archwood with both hands full of mana confidently shouted at the priests.

“How dare these arrogant pseudo-bastards covet Labatenon’s talent!!”

“….”

“Assistant Professor Bylan’s brain is an irreplaceable treasure in this city and you know you’re not the only ones who want to be with that intellect right?!”

“….”

A confident statement that makes it hard to believe that this is a person who did not even know that Lennok was the author of the thesis.

Cassia also looked nervous and blinked her eyes here and there.

“Numerous investors including me are already waiting for a decision to join the assistant professor. “If you want to kidnap the professor you’ll have to get over me first!!”

In the meantime the attitude of subtly inserting oneself into the group of investors and appealing to them. Before you know it you’ve been promoted to a professor and even have gold lacquer on your lips.

The words that flow from Archwood’s mouth are extremely natural as if he had been thinking that way for a long time.

Lennok was also impressed by Archwood’s blatant management skills changing his posture as if he were breathing.

“This is behavior befitting a noble family member. But aren’t my feelings too blatant?”

“…I will not leave you alone today!

Archwood who was forced to ignore Lennok’s words immediately made a hand sign and began chanting.

[Train driver]

[Guram Ji-pyeong]

Doo doo doo doo!!!

The type of magic used by Pavlen Archwood is an air current system with wind properties.

It is a season in which the keenness of air flow and wind speed which exist everywhere is honed to the limit and their power is realized in all kinds of ways.

At the same time as Archwood gestured the wind wolves that rose from beneath their feet ran down the road and the blades of wind began to slash down on the heads of the priests.

At the same time a strong wind swirled around the area and gathered around Archwood’s fingertips turning into a huge sphere of wind.

[windy moon]

Kiiiiing!!

The flow of air condensed between the hands materialized along with the chanting and swept the entire area.

A huge moon shape materialized in the middle of a quiet street. A huge sphere of wind was created using only air currents exerting enormous pressure on this place.

Kwaaaa!!

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Before starting a battle in earnest reorganize the environment to your advantage and restrict the opponent’s movements.

As a son of a noble family he may have received basic combat training but he seemed to have a general idea of ​​how to conduct attack and defense as a wizard.

Archwood smiled triumphantly as he saw the priests lifting the equipment without being able to easily move from the spot.

“Hahaha!! After all even if they are warriors of the church in front of the great magic of Archwood…!!”

At that moment the new figure stretched out like a sword through the wind and kicked Archwood in the stomach.

Wow!!

“Omg…!!”

Archwood whose body was bent like a rock closed his eyes and fell down.

Foam mixed with saliva was flowing from the corners of his mouth as he twitched.

chin!

The opponent who grabbed Archwood’s collar in the air as he fell helplessly thrust his hand towards the back of his head without hesitation.

Sharp enough to shatter Archwood’s skull in one fell swoop.

At that moment a flash of light came out from behind Archwood and swept over and engulfed the opponent.

Kwaang!!

“Let’s stop there.”

“Kahaak!!”

The man who had fallen at Lennok’s feet shot out like a rocket and hit the person trying to kill Archwood.

The man who had been shot like that was also tangled together and screaming in pain probably not intentionally.

Lennok said as he dragged Archwood out with a magician in front of the two people lying around with broken limbs and joints.

“I’m sorry but I have nothing to talk about with the Guido Church. “It would be sufficient to receive investment from other sources for the research results of the paper.”

“Oh that’s a bit of a shame. “I thought you weren’t really interested in these things because you were just watching stupidly.”

Amilla smiled.

“Well I didn’t expect a positive answer either. “But after breaking your limbs you might think differently.”

“….”

Slam!!

A dozen priests began to move slowly raising their weapons towards the defenseless wizard.

The opponent must be an assistant professor at a university. He is also an elementalist with no physical ability.

As long as the player can be captured before the spirit is brought out the outcome of the battle is as good as decided.

As long as the head and heart are spared information can be extracted by any means.

Amilla said as she slowly began to make hand signs behind their backs.

“If it doesn’t work out it’s okay to lock them in a room and play the church’s hymns at 128x speed. “I think it’s a really ignorant method but it always works well.”

“Evan…?”

Cassia who returned with a nervous look after the untimely shoveling of Archwood asked.

“First of all since I’ll be wasting time wouldn’t it be right for Evan to run away first…?”

Lennok glanced at the priests slowly approaching him and quickly asked Cassia.

“Do you have any practical experience?”

“…It’s not like it doesn’t exist. But if it’s just enough to hold your feet…!”

“Then I will do it.”

Lennok said interrupting Cassia.

“As I said before I had a lot of different experiences before I started working as an assistant professor.”

“Ah I heard that too Evan.”

Amilla spoke from behind the priests.

“You said you worked as an explorer collecting artifacts? “It’s a pity but it would be difficult to deal with our children with just that kind of experience.”

“….”

Was he also eavesdropping on the conversation between Lennok and Cassia inside the workshop?

It wasn’t unexpected but I didn’t expect to talk about it openly here.

But instead of being embarrassed by those words Lennok put his hand into his arms.

Although he only receives attention for his thesis Evan Bylan is officially an elementalist.

Of course he had prepared dozens of tactics in preparation for going into battle as Evan.

The moment when Lennok was trying to raise his magic power feeling a little excited about the first demonstration of a spirit magic that he had never used before.

“Starting with Formation E which Dabi promised….”

[Buuuu….]

“…Dabi?”

[Bwoo.]

Lennok paused at the sight of Dabi repeating the cry as if he had forgotten what to say.

Although he crawled out obediently under Lennok’s touch he looked a little lethargic.

After a split second of quick thinking Lennog took Dabi away without hesitation.

“…come here.”

[…?]

Dabi who was floating in the air and trying to emit magical power was hugged with one hand and stroked his head.

“If it’s not in good condition I’ll do it myself. don’t worry.”

There has been no clear verification as to what kind of environment affects the spirit’s condition.

However if Dabi’s condition is being degraded by the strange name or the unknown spirit of fanaticism that the cult is spreading on the streets there is no reason to abuse the spirit.

Thinking so Lennok began to step forward while stroking Dabi’s head and chin.

Dabi’s head was nibbled and rubbed under Lennok’s touch and at the same time Dabi’s tail perked up and stood up straight.

[…!!]

Faaah!

At that moment Dabi jumped out of Lennok’s arms and quickly started spewing out electricity like crazy running through the air above the priests’ heads.

[Formation EMP is coming!!]

Damn it!!!!

A vast electric field forms around the Thunder Spirit and at the same time all power in the area converges around the spirit.

[Boo… Woooo!!]

Pushuuu…!!

The bright blue waves spread out like water in all directions drawing concentric circles.

Traffic lights street lights and commercial lights go out in an instant putting the entire street into a state of blackout.

In an instant a bright blue bolt of electricity hit the priests’ heads precisely in the darkness of the street.

Don’t miss it!!!

“Ugh wait…!”

“I can’t avoid it…!!”

“Be careful. If you are an elementalist you must be… Huh?”

The priests who had been cowering from the unstoppable attack of the spirit began to stand up with puzzled expressions.

This was because the firepower itself was not that strong for an attack launched by a lightning-type spirit.

An attack that is at most a stinging level.

It was a wide area with no pulse so much so that it seemed like it would be meaningless to put an entire street in a state of blackout.

“What is this?”

Amilla nodded looking not that surprised.

Although he is said to be a rare elementalist it is unlikely that his level will be that high.

No if Evan Bylan had been a powerful elementalist in the first place he would have been much more famous than his name as an assistant professor at Labatenon University.

Moreover the ear-piercing tinnitus that is constantly ringing in the streets right now is something that strongly distracts the concentration of people other than the priests of the church.

It was natural that even if one could use one’s wits in such a situation there would be limits.

[Hehe hehe… I did my best…]

The appearance of a spirit hanging limply in Lennok’s arms sticking out its tongue as if in difficulty.

Amilla looked at Dabi cutely.

“He’s a kid I really like. Was there a cage in the church warehouse that could contain the spirits?…”

“It’s not something a fanatic can covet.”

Lennok muttered coldly and took a step forward.

“The battle is already over.”

Amilla laughed.

“So you can say the same thing even after playing the denominational gospel for 100 hours straight!”

Kiiiiing!!

At that moment Amilla’s vision suddenly became dark and she began to lose her hearing.

Not only are his limbs shaking uncontrollably but he doesn’t listen as if his senses are broken.

“Kuhuh….”

At the same time as her body tilted forward the priests whose pupils suddenly turned upside down fell forward one by one making strange groans.

thud!! thud!!

The sight of the priests trembling and twitching with foam at their mouths was completely contradictory to the fanatics who had been galloping forward just moments ago.

“Uh…?”

Amilla asked tilting her head as she lay sprawled on the floor.

“How…did you do it? “I may say it myself but the children in our church are not prone to mental attacks.”

“Is that so?”

“Whether it was an illusion or a hallucination it wouldn’t work well in the first place. “If you chanted a spell powerful enough to penetrate our doctrine… there’s no way I wouldn’t know about it.”

Amilla who calmly asks about this side’s strategy even at this moment when the situation has turned upside down in an instant is also not in her right mind.

“I dabbled in bioelectricity.”

As Lennoch answered he took out a self-defense pistol from his pocket.

It is not a special equipment carried as a class member but it is an item to prepare for unexpected situations when traveling in Evan’s name.

Slam!!

A simple pistol in a slide format. After finishing loading Lennok placed the muzzle of the gun on the fallen priest’s head and pulled one shot at a time.

bang! bang!

The sight of priests dying in vain unable to resist at all.

Amilla was just staring at it blankly and she seemed even more curious about Lennok’s answer.

To buy time until all the priests were killed Lennok also opened his mouth obediently.

In any case the longer it lasted here the more advantageous it was to Lennok.

“Creating a powerful electric field through the spirit’s magic resonance ability. It scatters electromagnetic pulses that can interfere with bioelectricity throughout the area. “Just disrupting the nervous system and confusing the senses is the same as success.”

Amilla unable to understand what Lennok was saying for a moment blinked.

“You mean they reversed a person’s senses and forcibly made them faint… Does that make sense?”

This is by no means possible simply by possessing powerful elemental magic.

An in-depth understanding of the body’s nervous system and biological currents and a comparable powerful lightning manipulation ability.

Aren’t they just casually saying things that can be touched only if the level of playing with magical power transcends fields and domains?

There is no need to tell you how difficult it is to replace and manipulate electricity created from magic to the point where it can interfere with human bioelectricity.

If it is not simply a change in the nature of magical power but rather a change in the entire system and system –

“What are you doing?”

It was only then that Amilla realized that the wizard in front of her was more powerful than she thought and her eyes widened sharply.

“I am definitely not just a smart researcher…!!”

Taang!!

“I know how the Guido denomination roughly indoctrinates people with their doctrines.”

Lennoc who shot a gun in front of her and covered her mouth spoke another word.

“By training your body and mind harshly until they are transformed you literally engrave the doctrine in your bones. “Your sense organs will already have a taste for it and it will become easier to touch it.”

bang!!

“Rather than directly touching their spirit which is strongly armed with fanaticism.”

“….”

Lennok who had shot and killed more than ten priests with a single gun without using any special magic shook off his hands and stood up.

chin!!

He placed his hand on the head of the last surviving Amilla and raised his magical power.

Amilla grinned as she realized what Lennok was trying to do.

“You want to see my memories? “It won’t be of any use.”

“No it’s possible. “I already tried it once with a missionary there.”

“…what?”

Lennok laughed as he looked at Amilla whose smile had disappeared.

“There is no need to break through your mental barriers. All you have to do is provide the necessary amount of stimulation to engage your mind and contemplate the image that comes to mind most clearly in the situation.”

“Wait a minute then it couldn’t have been the one who killed Walter Martinez…!!”

“Let’s get started.”

Lennok did not overpower the other priests kill them one by one and capture Amilla for no reason.

Just like when dealing with Walter Martinez I read his image and found out the location of the Eight Roaring Fortress where he was hiding.

Lennoch was trying to do exactly the same thing this time with Amilla.

As the purple magic eye rotates a sharp thought penetrates Amilla’s mind.

It passes through the mental barrier created by the religious doctrines and reaches the base in an instant.

At the same time as she extended her consciousness between the pillars of pure white light she accessed her memories and materialized the data as it was.

Memory restoration that cannot be attempted without the powerful computational assistance of the War Spirit.

At that moment the sight of a pure white palace unfolded before Lennok’s eyes.

Paaaa!!

* * *

By the time she came of age she was already a child of the religious order.

Instead of giving them food and clothing they learn doctrine and check their aptitude.

There were some of her friends who disappeared every quarter but the director only said that they had probably gone to better places.

As I got older and grew stronger I knew it was a lie but it didn’t matter.

Is the church’s doctrine correct?

Are the apocalypses of the open sea really coming to save them?

Is our paradise really beyond that closed sky?

She was smart and knew that no one would be able to give proper answers to all those questions.

Therefore he accepted the doctrine based on his own judgment and began to embody it.

In the end if it was something that couldn’t be answered correctly it wasn’t difficult to choose which side to stand on.

That idea was shattered after I met the religious leader in person during a festival commemorating the church’s 100th anniversary.

I could tell even though I was just watching from afar among tens of thousands of believers.

The man dressed in pure white sitting at the center of the pantheon and looking down at them with benevolent eyes was certainly worthy of such worship.

Perhaps from then on Amilla Baenger wanted to get a little closer to that place-

“Did you say Evan….”

Ttuduk.

I lost consciousness.

Magnificent music and endless marching.

In the middle of my mind I am just replaying past events in very old memories like a movie.

The religious leader who should have been part of that memory was turning his gaze in this direction.

“Nice to meet you. “I thought this day would come someday.”

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