Drug-Eating Genius Mage – 602



The Genius Wizard Who Takes Medicine Episode 602

Pieces and Parts (4)

He seems to be from a machine city but does he realize how ironic it is that the fraud was actually committed by a special agency in a huge city?

However the man must have interpreted Lennok’s pitiful gaze in the complete opposite way and pushed the hand cannon forward with a faint sneer.

“By killing the wealthy wizard sharing his wealth and body he begins a new life as a resident of the machine city of Machina.”

Weeing!!

The man lifting the gun barrel inside the mechanical arm clicks his hand and the ammunition is loaded with a heavy friction sound.

“Don’t you think it’s a neat ending to a messy business?”

“You’re not wrong.”

Lennok nodded.

“Knowing when to shake off your hands and step away is also a very important virtue. But it’s hard to know until you experience it yourself.”

[I found out because the Master ignored my portfolio and bought Torburn Mage Tower stock.]

I try to ignore Dabi’s scolding words from inside my arms.

On the contrary the expressions of the organ dealers who were listening to Lennok’s answer were distorted as if they were astonished.

“…You’re fearless. Or do you think you can come all the way here and be safe?”

chin!!

The man who naturally grabbed Lennok’s shoulder and patted him asked.

“We will cut off the arms and legs drain the magic take out the internal organs embalm them and sell them at a price. “I wonder if I can still open my mouth even after going there.”

“On the other hand I also have a question.”

Lennok asked with an expressionless face.

“If you want to sell my organs you can do it right away. Why are you making such an obvious threat?”

“….”

“The corpses with their organs removed are placed between the rocks as if to show off and it is just a performance that an ordinary organ trafficking group would not need to perform.”

“you….”

“If there’s something you want just tell me.”

Lennok nodded leaning against the truck door.

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“Even so there are a lot of stories I want to hear from you about life in the Machine City.”

At those words the members of the trading group standing behind the man quickly exchanged glances.

This is because Lennok’s attitude made them wonder if they had missed something.

The reason why the trading group chose Lennok as their prey in order to get their hands on one last thing seems reasonable.

It is clear that he is a powerless wizard who has difficulty maintaining his own body if he has to take refuge in Machine City in an old truck like this.

Moreover it is as clear as day that the situation has become so difficult that it is difficult to stay in the Balkans any longer.

Even if the wizard himself has nothing the wizard’s body is likely to be sold at a price dozens of times higher than that of an ordinary human being.

However as Lennok said there was another reason why the trading group put unnecessarily strong pressure on him before killing him.

“good. “It seems unusually loud so let’s just get to the point.”

The man nodded.

“Alumni who studied with the teacher who taught you magic. Tell everyone you know and your weaknesses. Then I’ll let you go without pain.”

Lennok laughed as he finally realized why the sales group was scaring him like this.

“After you kill me are you going to go back to the Balkans and sell my acquaintances?”

“Better choose wisely. We are people who learned the structure of the human body through practical experience. “I know very well where to touch to cause pain until I die.”

“….”

“If you cut open the stomach and touch the inside all the memories you know regardless of reason or morality will pop out. Honestly it wouldn’t be a bad thing for you right?”

The man changed his voice to become softer.

“If a wizard living in the Balkans secretly sneaks into Machina isn’t that because he’s completely disowned your classmates?”

“….”

“This is your chance for revenge. If you think about it we might be able to resolve your grudge for you.”

The man rummaged through his pocket with his other hand and pulled out a syringe filled with green liquid.

“It is something that can cause you to fall asleep if you inject it in the right amount. You just have to answer all the questions we ask. “Then I will very gently inject this into your carotid artery.”

“I’d like to check it out.”

As Lennok stretched out his hand the man immediately took a step back and shook his head.

“No that won’t work. This is a gift only for good friends who answered all our questions. “Don’t you know what that means?”

“I don’t know.”

In Lennok’s hand as he responded the syringe that had been held in the man’s hand just moments before was still intact.

“I don’t really want to know.”

“…!!”

While the man paused with a shocked expression on his face that the syringe had been taken from his hand Lennok lightly squeezed the contents onto his glove and smelled it.

“It looks like it was made by mixing the essence of aqua-colored jewel leaves the bone marrow of a Jammer buffalo and the deadly poison of Kurdain mushrooms… It looks like it was made by mixing three more ingredients but the smell is faint so I’m not sure.”

A smell that is quite familiar to Lennok who uses alchemy to mix various potions and elixirs himself.

Although it is difficult to properly recognize smells because the senses themselves are not sensitive it is difficult to forget scents or characteristics once they have been memorized.

Even if Lennok’s sense of smell had been at that of an ordinary person he would have had no problem finding out all the ingredients but this level of information was enough.

“They are all items used for confession and torture and are a combination of ingredients that are not very effective in killing the user. “Are you going to kill me for this?”

“you….”

Lennok sneered as he looked at the man taking a step back.

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“He probably planned to scrape my memories to the bottom and rip out my organs alive regardless of whether I opened my mouth or not.”

“Hayden that’s enough. Let’s just torture and kill.”

At that moment one of the salespeople who had been quietly watching until now strode forward.

“Garmin wait!! It’s the last product. Unless you eat and kill as much as you can…!!”

“How long are we going to leave this bastard alone?”

Slam!!

The man called Garmin suddenly rolled up his mechanical arm grabbed Lennok by the collar and lifted his body up.

Garmin took the syringe from Lennok’s hand without hesitation and laughed.

“It was useless from the beginning. There is no reason to procrastinate on something that can be solved with just one pill. “Put it on your neck.”

“Sure.”

[Prosthetic hand system hacking completed.]

At that moment Garmin’s mechanical arm moved on its own and inserted the syringe it was holding into my neck.

Deep!!

“…uh?”

Garmin’s face is blankly looking at Lennok with a look of bewilderment not understanding what he just did.

Lennok who came down from the end of Garmin’s arm as his collar naturally loosened asked while adjusting his collar.

“How much time does it take for the medicine to take full effect?”

“…10 minutes? Huh…!!”

Garmin who had answered Lennok’s words without realizing it covered his mouth with a trembling hand while Lennok nodded.

“It should be enough to clean up the others.”

“This bastard… what did you do to Garmin’s arm!!”

Hayden approaches with a fiercely distorted face and swings his mechanical arm but stops in place as soon as Lennok raises his hand.

Slam!!

“Profit profit…!! “Aaaah!!”

I twisted my whole body and tried to somehow move my arm but the mechanical arm did not even move as if time had stopped in place.

Instead it was an arm that slowly rotated along Lennok’s fingers and brought its fist to my chin.

Hayden trembled when he realized belatedly that the wizard in front of him was manipulating the mechanical prosthetic hand at will.

“No no no…!!”

“From what I saw earlier it looked like you were loading ammunition separately into your arm.”

Slam!!

Lennok nodded while listening to the heavy friction sound coming from the inside of Hayden’s arm.

“Once you load a bullet you have to shoot it.”

At the same time as the ammunition loaded inside the mechanical arm exploded the mechanical arm’s fist shot out like a rocket and struck Hayden’s chin.

Wow!!

A terrible cracking sound as bones joints and muscles are crushed and twisted.

With that one attack Hayden’s eyes rolled back and he lost consciousness.

However despite this Hayden’s mechanical prosthetic hand does not stop and fires with exactly the same force until all the ammunition runs out hitting his own head as if he were self-harming.

Knock knock knock!!

“Save me keaaak!!”

I was forcibly awakened by the shock pounding my head again passed out again and woke up again by the shock.

The sound of the skull finally collapsing unable to withstand the impact.

Okay!!

The bone caved in and the contents that protected the inside came out and poured down onto Hayden’s unconscious neck.

“Kkeakkeokkeok….”

Hayden’s completely shattered jaw and nose twitching his tongue and making unintelligible screams.

Even the other organ dealers couldn’t say anything due to the horrendous appearance and only opened their eyes wide.

Lennok who passed Hayden who was turned upside down without any surprise even if he stopped breathing at any moment looked back at the salesmen and nodded.

“Everyone is a cyborg. Or is it the equivalent of a person wearing an automatic prosthesis?”

Weeeeeee!!

At the same time as those words are spoken the mechanical arms legs and chest of the salespeople begin to forcibly move as they glow with a bright blue magical light.

The members deprived of the right to operate the equipment that is supposed to replace their bodies and vital activities helplessly stare at their limbs aiming at themselves.

“Hee hee hee hee…!!”

“Fuck detach detach!!”

Lennok chuckled as he watched the members desperately trying to throw off their mechanical equipment.

“In my experience the more dirty people are the more they take care of their equipment and their lives. “Thanks to you work has become easier.”

If the prosthetic hands or mechanical equipment worn by the members had been cheap products or illegally modified items the right to operate the prosthetic hands would not have been taken away so easily.

However the prosthetic hands worn by organ dealers are all high-performance and equipped with a state-of-the-art AI control system with designated commands and automatic control systems built into them.

Rather that is why Lennok was able to take away the authority to operate the prosthetic hand simply by hacking the network using Dabi’s power.

“Those who transported people and sold their organs between the megacity and the machine city must have known well about Machina’s lifestyle and current situation.”

“Ugh….”

Lennok said looking back at Garmin who had injected himself with a confession agent and started drooling with a dazed look on his face.

“There are a lot of questions I want to ask in order to successfully infiltrate Machina.”

Since we have listened to the organ traffickers’ empty threats and nonsense for so long shouldn’t we take away all the information they know about the Machine City?

As soon as Lennok snapped his fingers the mechanical beasts began to violently beat up their masters from all directions.

“A billion won!!”

“Fuck you fuck you…!!”

The horrible sounds and screams of flesh and muscles bursting and crushing rang out non-stop.

“Let’s start with something small.”

* * *

Machine City Machina.

The workshop district is well-known as a place where craftsmen live together.

In a street full of the acrid smell of coal and the sounds of metals being struck and hammers all day long a strange rumor began to circulate for the past few days.

“Have you heard the story going around these days? “I heard there’s a new blacksmith who illegally modifies personal firearms.”

“He has better modification skills than production. “More like an engineer.”

“What does that matter? “I don’t care as long as you take good care of my equipment.”

The story quickly spreads purely through word of mouth without any external promotion or connections and people often talk about it later.

“The satisfaction level of those who went was very high.”

“They say they get paid not just for money but also for information. “It would be better to know.”

“Information? “What information?”

“That… I think it would be best to leave it at that. “Go and listen and you’ll find out.”

Passers-by are seen whispering and talking throughout the smoke-filled workshop.

A middle-aged man who passed by the crowd of passers-by returned to his workshop without any hesitation closed the door and turned his head.

The face of the man with the full beard showed a hint of tension and slight excitement that could not be hidden.

“More and more people are looking for you. “It really went as planned.”

“Thank goodness.”

Clap clap clap!!

Lennok who was concentrating on welding while wearing a mask on the workbench without even looking at the man answered.

“It seems that the residents of Machine City are more diligent than we thought. “I thought it would take about a month of work before the word would start to spread.”

“Because there are very few residents in this city who haven’t had their bodies replaced by machines.”

The man sighed and shook his head.

“Once word starts to spread more and more people will flock. “Are you really okay with it being like this?”

“It’s okay Mouser.”

Lennok took off his mask sighed lightly and then turned his head.

Even though he had already taken off his mask once all kinds of mechanical parts were tattooed on the side of Lennok’s face and were quietly turning.

“The bigger the rumor the more people with better equipment will start coming to do repairs.”

Lennok who obtained information about life in the Machine City by cross-interrogating an organ trafficker did not delay for long.

Immediately use the ticket to pass through the machine city gate and infiltrate the outskirts of the city where the poor live.

Immediately after he succeeded in easily entering the Workshop District through an acquaintance within the Machine City.

Mouser the head of the Machine City delegation whom I met on the way to Blaver Tower with Evelyn.

Lennok had once incurred a debt when he saved Mouser from the Pandemonium that had invaded the Blader Tower.

Lennok who had not forgotten that connection and came to see him had been disguising his identity as a workshop craftsman and attempting to maintain mechanical equipment for several days.

“Despite its closed nature the Machine City is undoubtedly a cutting-edge civilization that stands at the forefront of mechanical engineering and magical engineering.”

Lennok said smoothing the mechanical parts embedded in his skin with his hands.

In fact it was an iron mask made by applying artificial gel on the skin and assembling parts on it to make it look like it was working but it looked convincing.

“As we have been visiting Machina for a long time we should not miss the opportunity to touch maintain and inspect the equipment used in the field.”

Compared to the Balkans the boundaries between districts are stronger and there are travel distance restrictions depending on ticket class so it is difficult for outsiders to blend into this city.

What is most welcomed in this city is the presence of highly skilled craftsmen and engineers.

That is why Lennok chose the job most suitable for adapting to this city in order to trace the traces of Kaise and the failure of the Ascension Gate.

“I just don’t understand why a wizard like you suddenly wants to become an engineer…”

Mouser sighed and nodded looking like he had given up.

“No matter what I will provide as much convenience as I can so be careful not to get caught if possible.”

“It is enough for you to provide us with a space to use as a workshop.”

Although I had secured a place in the workshop district with the debt that saved Mouser’s life I had no intention of relying on him any more than this.

Mouser is a renowned craftsman enough to be dispatched as an envoy representing Machina to the Blader Magic Tower.

There would be nothing more foolish than throwing away these connections just to get money from him a few more times.

However Mouser muttered uneasily as if he was worried about Lennok’s sure answer.

“As I’ve said several times impersonating a craftsman is very strictly prohibited in this city. “It doesn’t matter to me but considering your original status…”

I opened the window behind the workshop’s workbench and frowned at the sunlight shining through as the rain stopped.

Lennok laughed as he watched people walking towards him one by one from the street in the distance.

“Wouldn’t this be a problem that could be solved if I had better skills than real craftsmen?”