Drug-Eating Genius Mage – 603



The Genius Wizard Who Takes Medicine Episode 603

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Lennok’s assertion that he can easily surpass most craftsmen may sound arrogant but it is not surprising.

However instead of snorting at those words Mouser listened intently and nodded.

Mouser knows how powerful a wizard and skilled superhuman Lennok is.

Mouser must also be aware from long experience that it is not uncommon for a wizard with that level of skill to spout lies.

“Yes if you do business with that much confidence there will be no doubt. “Don’t worry about me just do the best you can.”

“If someone is looking for me it would be easier to pretend not to know. Or it wouldn’t be a bad idea to come up with an excuse such as saying you were threatened.”

“You sound very ominous….”

“As you know Master Mouser no one can harm me unless I want to.”

Mouser sensing the confidence underlying Lennok’s calm words silently kept his mouth shut.

“So it’s easier for me if you don’t hesitate to step away if necessary.”

“…I understand. “If things turn out weird I’ll do it.”

“thank you.”

Mouser responded hesitantly quietly looking up at the ceiling of the workshop and muttering.

“Anyway this workshop I just gave you was originally just an empty space without an owner. “It would be great if someone would use it.”

“Even though it doesn’t have an owner it’s very well maintained.”

“yes.”

Mouser said in a slightly heavy voice.

“Because it was the workshop of the guy who went to the Blaver Magic Tower as a delegation with me.”

“….”

In the end only Mouser survived among the machine city’s delegation.

Was he still spending his time alone managing the workshops of his colleagues who were with him that day?

I could understand why Mouser was a well-respected craftsman who was chosen as an envoy and why he willingly helped Lennok even after so much time had passed.

However Lennok nodded quietly without showing any such emotions.

Mouser looked at Lennok blankly then came to his senses and walked away.

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“Then I guess I’ll go now. “If you need help please contact my workshop at any time.”

“All right.”

Before I could close the door and look at the back of Mouser who had disappeared I could hear someone walking from the workshop workbench.

Not the back door where craftsmen enter and exit but the front door where the workbench and stall are located.

This is where Lennok who got a job under false pretenses receives customers who come by word of mouth.

He stopped right in front of the workshop door and seemed to hesitate for a moment.

Lennok listened to the other person’s footsteps put on the hood he had prepared in advance and slightly tilted his gaze downward.

When combined with an iron mask that covers half the face it is difficult to recognize even though half the face is maintained.

“Is this enough?”

[I will be in charge of adjusting the operation of the internal parts of the mask so don’t worry about the master.]

With Dabi’s help he adjusts Ban’s appearance to the point where his original face is unrecognizable and he looks like a remodeled human.

Since he is receiving help from Mouser he cannot deviate much from the status of the class he knows.

Therefore rather than creating a new identity or name Lennok decided to work as an anonymous craftsman who would be known in this workshop district.

‘Unless someone has seen my face in person it is impossible to know half of their faces through photos or videos.’

Due to his strong targeting resistance Lennok’s face is not properly captured on screen or in video and Van’s face cannot be recognized unless he encounters him with the naked eye.

Regardless of the fame and status of fastness the major that has been established so far is famous and the only way to remember his face is to meet Lennok in person.

In the Balkans you can’t help but get to know Lennok the moment you see him face to face due to his characteristic appearance and unique magic.

Here in the Machine City not many people know exactly what kind of wizard Lightning is let alone Lennok’s face.

It is not difficult to pretend to be a craftsman without creating a new identity just by decorating and changing your appearance.

While he was inspecting the appearance with satisfaction the customer standing outside the workshop seemed to have made up his mind and soon stood in front of the stall.

Slam!!

Lennok opened the stall window and greeted the customers who were standing hesitantly.

“Is there any equipment or artifacts you would like to entrust to me?”

It was time to work.

Of course just because you decide to become a craftsman you won’t suddenly receive a request for a legendary sword or famous relic.

The Machine City Machina Workshop District is full of famous or skilled craftsmen.

Amidst such fierce competition the only people who come to Lennok are those with tight pockets or who are particularly curious.

And in order to quickly make your name known among those craftsmen you have no choice but to become a craftsman in a unique way that only Lennok can.

“I mainly use a shotgun but it seems like the barrel keeps getting clogged.”

A man with a neat appearance muttered as if he was troubled.

Lennok who was listening to the man while looking at the shotgun he had put out asked as if he were throwing it away.

“Don’t you have any particular habits when it comes to loading your shotgun?”

“yes?”

“I think it was probably during the process of loading the shotgun…”

Lennok said holding the shotgun and giving it a light spin.

The slide closed as the half-loaded ammunition was loaded into the magazine by centrifugal force.

Slam!!

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Lennok said although he almost dropped the shotgun on the spot due to his weak grip he caught it with a magician without showing any signs of it.

“I guess you have a habit of reloading like this.”

“That’s right!!”

The man who had a slightly perplexed expression opened his eyes round.

“The person who taught me marksmanship taught me that only when you load like this will the ammunition go deep…!!”

“It’s not wrong but if you look at this shotgun now doesn’t it have as many as four muzzles?”

With a calm expression Lennok placed his finger on the end of the gun and swept away the remaining gunpowder soot.

“It wouldn’t be a big problem if it was just a double barrel but the amount of gunpowder that flows when loading a quadruple barrel is by no means small. “It’s not just about the shotgun itself.”

“Uhm….”

“I think the quickest solution would be to change the shotgun ammunition itself to a high-quality product that doesn’t allow gunpowder to flow easily.”

“But high-quality ammunition is too expensive….”

“….”

It’s not wrong. In the first place the bullets used in these shotguns were likely to be mass-produced products of low quality.

Normally it would not be surprising if the gun exploded due to the gunpowder that had already flowed out but the magic user himself was suppressing the problem.

“Then it would be better to do it this way.”

Lennok said and immediately took the iron bar that was lying next to the workbench and brought it to the furnace behind him.

The moment I placed the iron bar which was instantly red-hot under the muzzle of the shotgun and stabbed it in.

Cheap!!

A hole opened at the bottom of the gun’s muzzle and gunpowder powder began to leak out from the bottom.

“If you make a hole in the muzzle it becomes a shotgun…!!”

“Why don’t you try it out at a nearby shooting range?”

Lennok said and cleaned the shotgun properly before handing it back to the man.

The expression on the man’s face when he returned to the workshop after only about 10 minutes had changed to a look of bewilderment.

“The power is barely reduced even though no gunpowder remains between the muzzle and the magazine… How is this possible?”

“If you create ventilation holes precisely in the areas where centrifugal force acts according to your habits when loading you can prevent internal parts from becoming clogged and damaged without reducing the power.”

Lennok said and nodded.

“If you try this without getting help from a professional you will end up damaging something so I don’t recommend trying it on your own.”

“Of course!!”

The man who was startled as if his true intentions had been discovered gave maintenance with an embarrassed look and disappeared.

Lennok smiled slightly invisibly as he looked at the man’s back.

You can tell them to correct their habit of turning the shotgun when loading it but for a beginner going into battle even such a trivial routine may be a sensitive area that can affect their condition.

Taking this into consideration Lennok instead of correcting the man’s reloading habits maintained the man’s reloading habits and maintained them to prevent problems with the shotgun.

Scream!!

Lennok pushed the bundle of bills on the workbench into the safe placed below and closed the door.

It’s not a bad amount of money if you think of it as money earned for briefly fixing the shotgun but that wasn’t Lennok’s true goal.

By working on a variety of equipment here I gained the maintenance skills to repair Kaise’s pocket watch myself.

On the one hand obtaining information about the huge room blueprint left in Kaise’s research log.

In order to satisfy both purposes in the desired manner the most efficient option was for Lennok to pose as Machina’s father-in-law.

‘There is no need to go out of your way to show off your maintenance or remodeling skills.’

Lennok thought as he took out Kaise’s pocket watch and fiddled with it out of habit.

‘Rather my maintenance skills will be significantly inferior to Machina’s true meisters so it would be faster for word of mouth to spread if I hide my true nature and show my abilities in the areas I can do.’

Lennok’s strengths as a craftsman in a workshop lie not in his dexterity with machines or his skill in casting molds.

A powerful magic sensitivity and magic manipulation ability acquired by a transcendent high-ranking wizard.

Data from the draft prototype modification blueprint acquired during the battle with Gearside.

He even has the ability to touch the network itself using the power of Dabi the Thunder Spirit.

It is clear that advantages can be gained from indirectly maintaining and remodeling equipment or artifacts rather than directly making them.

‘If you stand out in secondary workshop businesses such as renovation and maintenance you can meet both meisters and the customers who deal with them.’

Most of the superhumans who live and work in Machina the machine city mostly use equipment or artifacts made of machines as befits the stage.

If weapons or equipment are not used it is not uncommon to find body parts modified and replaced with magical engineering equipment or artifacts.

In other words in this city powerful equipment and sophisticated artifacts are a means of indirectly revealing status and hierarchy.

Therefore if it is known that Lennok has excellent maintenance or modification skills there is a high possibility that he will contact Machina executives without going through a complicated process.

‘It’s the best choice I can make for now.’

The machine city of Machina itself has a closed atmosphere and Lennok also has no special ties or foundations other than Mouser.

In order to quickly grasp Machina’s situation and gather information in a short period of time he had no choice but to pretend to be a craftsman.

Of course among the countless powerful people who faced Lennok there were none from the Machine City but that didn’t mean he couldn’t ask for help from Maiya Rensleyt who was a former enforcer.

Pretending to be a craftsman shouldn’t take a long time but that doesn’t mean there aren’t any other efficient methods.

With that in mind Lennok began to welcome guests who brought their own equipment or firearms.

What needs to be done is not much different from the essence of what Lennok thinks.

“This is a folding blade prepared by the cluster workshop five years ago. “If you keep using it it bends to the left but other repair shops couldn’t find the problem.”

“It’s not a problem with the blade itself.”

Lennok said as he examined a folding blade that looked like a giant box cutter.

The lens inside the iron mask covering half of his face rotated enlarging Lennok’s field of view like a magnifying glass examining the surface area of ​​the blade in detail.

“The blade is a little damaged probably because I cut crustaceans often but there is nothing wrong with the structural usage itself.”

“okay.”

A man with a gravelly voice and a bushy beard asked curiously.

“But how did you know that I often cut up crustaceans?”

“Using a folding blade means that you change the blade periodically keeping in mind the rapid wear and tear of the blade.”

Lennok said softly turning over the joint of the blade to give a glimpse of it.

“In other words you know that you need to cut something hard quite regularly. Usually in these cases there are more people engaged in industry or fishing rather than combat.”

“Huh.”

“The salt between the blades makes them difficult to fold and makes them creak right? “I just thought that if I had to cut something hard in the Machine City even though it was adjacent to the sea I would process winged lobsters which are famous crustaceans in the sea area.”

The man who nodded with a blank expression to Lennok’s coherent voice asked.

“Now that I see it I think you should have been working as a detective rather than a mechanic?”

“Thank you for the compliment.”

Lennok said and rubbed the blade moderately before holding it out to the man again.

“I fixed it. “Take it.”

“yes? “No already?”

The man who said that picked up the blade and pushed it away nodded with a slightly surprised expression.

“Huh? How can you do this with just a few hand gestures…?”

“I attached a small magnet to the base of the folding blade.”

Lennok said and pointed to the man’s mechanical arm.

“After measuring and calculating the degree to which the blade bends to one side and its curvature it is assumed that it was bent due to strong magnetism. “I think the work using crustaceans is probably done next to a rather large mechanical device.”

“That’s right… I processed the winged lobster and put it right into the machine that processes the flesh…”

The man who was looking at Lennok like he was a god asked in disbelief.

“Are you saying that the magnetism from that mechanism keeps causing my blade to bend periodically?”

“To be precise I think it’s not just because of the mechanical equipment but also because the mechanical arm and equipment are entangled with each other creating a strange magnetic field.”

Lennok said and shook his head.

“I don’t know the details unless I go to the site but I think you can achieve some degree of balance just by attaching a magnet of that size to the base of the blade.”

“thank you!!”

After that Lennok devoted all his time to working as a craftsman excluding the time needed to study Kaise’s pocket watch and acquire Machina’s engineering knowledge.

[Huh?]

Dabi who was tallying today’s sales and profits by tapping the computer inside the workshop with his thick paw tilted his head.

[Master I think there are some strange rumors going around about the workshop here?]

“What do you mean?”

[Total sales and net profit are increasing rapidly but I don’t think it’s because of word of mouth like the master thinks. When I hacked into a paid app containing reviews from workshop customers and looked into the data everyone said the same thing…]

“This is a consulting company that only looks at the condition of the equipment and provides advice on all my problems right?”

“….”

Lennok inadvertently got up from his seat and headed towards the computer at what Dabi said but turned his head again when he heard a voice coming from outside.

“For the past 15 days the zero point of the artifact I have been using has not been adjusted at all. Can you tell me why?”

Ironically it was unexpected that Lennok’s intuition to see the cause attracted more attention than his maintenance skills.

Thanks to unique reviews and word of mouth customers with good equipment and information began to come to Lennok faster than he expected.