Drug-Eating Genius Mage – 576



The Genius Wizard Who Takes Medicine Episode 576

Power game (3)

“Agent.”

Virgil muttered.

“You’re out of your mind. How dare you send field agents to the headquarters…!!”

He was so angry that Virgil’s eyes turned red and a thick vein of blood appeared on his forehead.

“Was it a condition not to get involved in the dispute with the agent at all?”

Lennok looked at Virgil and then slowly turned around.

“Just tell me where Machina’s ticket is and I’ll take it myself. “Let’s take care of that matter.”

“…wait for a sec.”

Virgil quickly calmed his anger and grabbed Lennok’s coat.

“I will completely cancel the conversation we had here earlier. “I made a mistake.”

“I don’t know what that means. “You must have asked me to not intervene in this situation right?”

Lennok chuckled and shook his head.

“It seems like a special agency directly under the city government wants to engage in a fight with the Triumvirate but I don’t think it’s any of my business.”

Lennok does not know why the agent is attempting to raid the cartel headquarters at this time.

Since Evelyn Marcia was fired from her job as agent Lennok has not had any contact with them.

I would be willing to talk to field agents like Deputy Director Palad Okon or Hina O’Neill who participated in the National Guard incident together.

According to Virgil’s words the person leading the agent now is Greta Witherhild whose face Lennoc has never seen before.

As Murphy said there is no reason to intervene in disputes between other organizations at this time when conditions are not good.

The moment when Lennoc was trying to get out of this place without any hesitation before the agents completely surrounded the place.

“I wanted to know about Kaise. Although I am nothing compared to the Chairman I do know a few things about him.”

Virgil spoke quickly.

“We know how Kaise Bajur’s body was disposed of. To be precise I can introduce you to someone who knows about it.”

Lennok who was about to disappear down the hallway stopped.

“I’m not asking for much either. “We just need time until the other bosses who went out to work return.”

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Virgil added in a slightly urgent tone.

He knows that even at this very moment agents who have broken into the headquarters may be searching through the company’s internal data room.

“The underground safe room in the deepest part of the headquarters. There is a server room inside that stores internal data. The ticket to the Machine City extracted from Kansoa’s body is also stored there.”

“….”

“I’m not asking you to completely lose touch with your agent. “It’s enough to hinder the operation over there.”

Instead of answering Lennok silently took out a piece of tobacco from his arms.

Lennok lit the fire by snapping his fingers and laughed while biting into the tobacco and exhaling smoke.

“You will have to settle the matter separately for not telling me that fact sooner.”

“…of course.”

After hearing Lennok’s answer Virgil quickly returned to the president’s office and opened the closet.

Virgil’s expression as he looked at the red gauntlets decorated in the display case was nothing short of bloody.

* * *

Tutututu!!

A night sky filled with strong winds.

The outer hangar of a transport ship traveling through a dark cloudy nightscape.

Hina O’Neill who was looking down at the street lined with cartel skyscrapers with a complicated expression turned her head.

An elderly woman sleeping comfortably leaning on a transport ship chair and wearing an eye patch.

This is a level of carefreeness that makes it hard to believe that he was the one who planned and directed this operation from beginning to end.

Hina asked holding on to her glasses shaking in the wind with both hands.

“Director is this really true?”

At her words Director Greta finally pushed up her eye patch with one finger.

“Agent O’Neill. “What else are you so dissatisfied with?”

“The very fact that our agent is touching the Triumvirate at this point…”

Hina sighed.

“If something goes wrong we might all be held accountable and locked up in a special prison.”

The corporate cartel is referred to as the shadowy triumvirate.

Of course the presence of the CEO and powerful board of directors led by level 8 monster Oliveira Ron Maze is a threat but its true value does not lie in the cartel’s power.

Their influence goes beyond what is apparent on the surface with over hundreds of subsidiaries covering the majority of undercover businesses.

Rather than the evil caused by the existence of cartels the shadowy industries and economic structures that result from them are more noticeable.

Moreover the megalopolis of Balkan is a unique environment in which sunny and shaded areas have coexisted and opposed each other since its inception.

Among those in power in the Central Council there are numerous people who have secret connections with cartels.

It is not surprising that if you touch the wrong agent it is not a dark retaliation but rather a positive check is poured out on the agent.

Hina O’Neill knew that this operation could lead to a situation close to the worst.

Greta looked at Hina with interest then smiled and shook her head.

“Maybe because I’ve been working in the field for a long time I have a pretty good eye for this. “It was a good idea to bring him.”

“So now is not the time to say such things….”

“But your guess was wrong. “In fact now is the time to openly criticize the cartel’s headquarters.”

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Leaving Hina speechless Greta picked up her watch and checked the time.

“The current time is 11:37 PM on Friday night. It is also the month in which a quarter of the year passes completely. “It is a time when small companies are struggling to settle quarterly sales.”

“yes?”

“On the other hand large dinosaur companies have relatively late settlement schedules so they are free during this period. Do you understand why I am saying this now?”

Greta grinned.

“The complex characteristics of the cartel which is a corporate alliance. During this time the large cartel headquarters is idle but the subsidiaries that make up the cartel’s limbs are very busy. “Other presidents and board members are probably also busy organizing their business units and company sales.”

Only then did Hina’s expression change as she understood the meaning of what Greta was saying.

“At a time when Deadrise has not returned and the Eight Roaring Fortress has fallen we cannot miss the opportunity to poke at the loopholes of the endlessly growing cartel. The cartel headquarters the CEO’s office at the top and the basement safe on the lowest floor. “If you can attack just one of the two and steal the internal data it will be a success.”

Greta said and picked something up from the end of the transport and put it on her shoulder.

Slam!!

Hina realizing that it was a huge bazooka that was as big as Greta herself jumped up from her seat.

“Now wait a minute…!! If you shoot it here other agents will be discovered infiltrating the headquarters…!!”

“Hina.”

Greta who instantly changed her name in a friendly way smiled.

“If things have progressed this far it’s as if everything has already been discovered. “Why are you trying to get away with it?”

“….”

Greta laughed as she threw the long missile upside down into the bazooka gun.

Hina felt speechless as she looked at Greta like that.

If the agent succeeds in the operation against the cartel headquarters the status of the organization will rise to an incredibly high level.

Moreover even if the operation fails Greta can quickly spread the fact that she is aggressively changing the internal tone of the agent under her own responsibility.

The goal is to maximize the benefits that can be gained from a successful operation while reducing the risks to a manageable level.

As he continues to make reckless moves that are almost like gambling he is organically considering the consequences.

This is exactly how Greta Witherhild who was reinstated as Agent Director handled things.

“Then let’s fire off a big gun right away!!”

Grinning Greta pulled the trigger and the missile that came out of the bazooka raced towards the top floor of the cartel headquarters.

Aiming precisely at the president’s office an explosive with enough firepower to blow away half of the building in an instant was detonated on the spot.

At the same time as the collision the corolla burned and the ground became a sea of ​​fire.

Kwaaaaaaa!!!

* * *

A dark high-rise building hallway with the lights off.

A series of figures skimming like spiders across the walls of a hallway where only the noise coming through the vents can be heard.

Noticing an external intrusion the cartel’s assault force and the agent’s agents clashed violently throughout the building.

Kwaaaang!!

“mister. It’s stronger than you think. “Even the cartel scum aren’t bad at one skill.”

A fierce-looking man with a bald head and an unknown tattoo roughly loosened his tie and spoke.

His fists were covered in blood as if he had already dealt with several cartel assault unit members with his bare hands.

The image of a middle-aged man covered in blood with his collar held in the hands of such a man.

The middle-aged man who was glaring at the bald-headed man with a look that looked as if he would stop breathing at any moment gritted his teeth.

“Agent. You will pay a very heavy price for this…!”

The momentum flowing from the middle-aged man’s body was considerable but the situation was already tilted to one side.

A manager who leads the cartel’s military unit and a member of the board of directors.

Even though most of them have returned to their subsidiaries the superhumans who remained at the headquarters are somehow resisting.

Only corpses and blood remain in the place where the agent’s elite troops swept by.

“cost?”

The bald-headed agent with a tattooed face grinned and raised his hand.

“After living for a while I realized that people who say things like that always go first.”

Wow!!

As he struck the middle-aged man’s chin without hesitation his eyes quickly began to lose focus.

“Looking at our current situation it’s not necessarily wrong right?”

“Ugh…!!”

The body of the cartel director who was swallowing blood and trying to hold on somehow went limp and the man who threw the body away smiled and looked away.

“This is why disposing of waste in the shadows is fun. “There were no setbacks and no one said anything.”

“Heehee…!!”

“Being on the side of justice is not a bad adjective in times like this.”

Cartel employees hiding near the office hallway trembled under the gaze.

Unlike the cartel’s assault force ordinary employees in charge of administrative work at the headquarters remained unable to escape.

Those who do not have any magical power or combat power so they cannot easily escape from this place and remain.

The moment when the bald-headed agent licked his lips and increased his magic towards those employees.

“How about sending away those who can’t fight?”

A man walked out of the darkness of the hallway far away.

“We don’t have enough power to suppress only those who resist. “Don’t waste your energy on unnecessary things.”

Grown white hair and a bushy beard. Shoulders that are curved and full of wrinkles.

Only a thin sword is hanging from the waist of the old man who is staggering as if he will fall at any moment.

“What do you mean young man?”

The bald man looked back at the old man and smiled sharply.

“These guys didn’t kill people directly but they were trash that ate all kinds of bugs in the shadows. “He’s the same accomplice.”

“Is that so?”

The old man answered calmly.

“I’m old so I don’t know about such complex things. However when I worked as an agent I never touched even the powerless.”

He slowly walked towards the bald-headed executive with his back to him and chuckled.

“Young people these days are so heartless. “Isn’t that right?”

“Ha I was wondering why you would come crawling over and say something…”

The bald-headed man with a crooked smile turned his gaze.

“Don’t worry I know that Director Greta gave old men like you a place to lie down. Do you understand?”

The bald-headed man is also an agent whose mission is to break through the operational area with his platoon.

Although the excitement was broken it didn’t mean that I forgot what I had to do.

“I’ll just keep doing what I’m doing with my subordinates…”

However the man who responded like that and turned his gaze to find his subordinates was immediately silenced.

This was because all of his subordinates who like him secretly enjoyed masochism under the agent’s authority were lying down with their eyes wide open and foaming at the mouth.

The old man shook his head as if he felt sorry.

“I told you so.”

“…inspiration. “Is that what you did?”

The bald-headed man turned his head with bloodshot eyes.

“You knocked out all my men?”

If all of the man’s subordinates fainted in the order in which direction the old man approached the hallway wouldn’t there be only one reason?

But the old man looked at the man with pity and clicked his tongue.

“It looks like you still don’t know what happened. “How did Greta come up with the idea to send such a worm into operation?”

“This bastard is really…!”

Kirik!!

The moment the man screamed and tried to rush at him the old man’s hand instantly touched the man’s temple.

His hands are so agile that you can’t even see the movement of his arms properly.

However the reason the old man reached out to the man’s temple was not to subdue the man.

The old man slowly withdrew his hand and held it out in front of the man.

“Can you feel it now?”

It’s shaky…!!

An electric current the size of a finger filled with bright blue magical power and shining brightly.

The man’s complexion turned pale when he realized that the lightning fragment that appeared without a sound had almost pierced his temple.

“What…”

“There is no sound no trajectory no speed. “It just shows up there.”

The old man said calmly.

“Your subordinates also felt the same way. “Now do you understand what I’m saying?”

“….”

“A wizard of an incredible level is occupying this space. “It’s also a monster capable of precision sniping by leaping through space.”

“I’m crazy….”

“You shouldn’t fall away from me like this.”

The old man laughed.

“Do you think you can recognize and avoid magical power on your own?”

Push!

No answer came back.

Instead the electric shock that passed between the man’s eyes shook his mind and completely robbed him of his consciousness.

“Ouch…!!”

The old man immediately turned his back on the man who collapsed and convulsed with his eyes closed.

Sreung!!

There was no sight of the sword being drawn.

The moment a silver-white flash of light passed through the dark hallway the lightning struck from above the old man’s head and cut in two.

Crackling!!

Despite the second attack aimed at him the old man just stroked his chin with a calm expression.

“You are so arrogant. Are you planning to come all the way here and take matters into your own hands?”

None of the agents who were struck by the lightning that rose beyond space died.

That is proof that the opponent who is currently firing this mysterious lightning has thoroughly controlled its power and is holding on to just enough to not die.

However the old man was convinced that the opponent was a monster who had killed countless people from his skillful skills.

It’s an eerie feeling that knows exactly how much it takes to beat a human being to break and break and stops just before that happens.

It was proof that the other person had such an overwhelming ability to manipulate magic power and at the same time an arrogant disposition to match.

“There was no wizard of this caliber among the list of presidents notified in advance.”

The old man muttered that and walked without hesitation.

“Is this the intervention of a third party neither an enemy nor an ally? I guess I should at least check the face in person.”

* * *

“I see. Was this not enough?”

Lennok who was checking the old man’s appearance through magic detection let out a faint laugh.

A figure kneeling holding a large sniper rifle in the middle of a huge empty underground cavity.

A huge wing-like shape stretched out from behind Lennok’s back gently embracing the muzzle of the rifle.

“It seems like there were more talented people on the agent side that I didn’t know about…”

Lennok muttered like that and pulled out the magazine from his rifle.

Slam!!

At the bottom of the magazine that came out the name of a common magic called [Lightning Bound] was scribbled.

[Lightning bound cartridge detachment.]

The sonorous voice of the Thunder Spirit coming from inside a rifle wrapped around heavy armored wings.

[Scanning of structures in a 1200m radius area completed. Realization of 3D concept. Review launch angle calculation. Securing automatic shooting algorithm.]

[All captured shooters confirmed to be capable of shooting at this point.]

A huge 3D map of the underground facilities of the cartel headquarters district unfolds before Lennok’s eyes.

Intense presences gradually narrowing the distance from all sides of the space.

Crick…!

As I slowly pulled the trigger a soft inky glow fell over the long barrel of the rifle.

[Aim correction]

[Trajectory correction]

[Ricochet Shot]

[Projection magnification]

[Reduce friction]

…

Charrrrrrrrr!!

Dozens of shooting assist magic pouring down on the rifle.

At the same time that the HUD floating above the gun barrel glows bright blue the space in front of the heated gun muzzle begins to gradually crack and open.

[Fire assist algorithm ver4.0 in operation.]

[Center coordinate setting. Optimization of shooting path. Diversification of spatial indicators.]

[Space transfer assimilation rate 58%. Designated coordinates recognized.]

Slam!!

A gentle magic power that embraces the gun barrel as soon as the sniper rifle’s magazine opens.

Without taking his eyes off the scope Lennoch selected one of the dozens of cartridges floating around him without even looking.

Lennok isn’t shooting bullets at the agents who broke into headquarters right now.

After reciting magic into a form called a cartridge the full power of the magazine is poured into the rifle and fired.

The magic power released in this way is transferred from thin air to a designated coordinate using the archangel’s compassion and sense of spatial leap.

The name of a new cartridge to be used against an old man who seems particularly strong among the agents.

Slam!!

[Check the insertion of anti-aircraft cartridge.]

[Unique magic space transfer leap shot ready.]

Ugh…!!

“Would you like to see if you can withstand a unique magic attack directly on your temple?”

[I’m going for an electric massage that will make your heart pound!]

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