Drug-Eating Genius Mage – 607



The Genius Wizard Who Takes Medicine Episode 607

Suspicious Engineer (5)

Meister.

A title that proves that their skills and status have reached the highest level among the craftsmen active in the machine city of Machina.

In some cases it refers to experts who have achieved unrivaled achievements in production fields such as agriculture and fishing as well as mechanical engineering and magical engineering.

Considering its reputation and rarity alone it is said to be more valuable and noble than the executioner of the Machine City.

It is a name that should not be used carelessly especially in a workshop district where craftsmen live together.

“Thank you very much for your words but….”

Perhaps even these words could be Isabella’s comment to check Lennok’s reaction.

Thinking so Lennok wiped the sweat from his forehead and smiled.

“I don’t think my skills or background will meet those strict requirements.”

“Of course I’m not saying you deserve the name Meister right away.”

Isabella spoke calmly without blinking an eye holding out the business card she had taken out from her pocket.

“It’s just that I think you have a special talent that allows me to skip all of the training and background skills required to obtain the title Meister and put you forward as a candidate.”

“….”

“It starts with the selection ceremony. “Proven artisans compete as candidates and those who win the competition are awarded the title of Meister based on the judges’ evaluation.”

Looking at Lennok who was silent Isabella spoke quietly.

“The position of Meister can only be obtained through posthumous succession. “After this year’s selection ceremony we will not know when a vacancy will occur until the existing meister dies.”

Do you want to convince Lennok that an opportunity like this doesn’t come easily?

Isabella nodded as she slowly stretched out her hand and picked up the business card.

“There will be a simple test. “If you are interested in participating please contact me three days later using the number on this business card.”

* * *

Machina’s complexly divided satellite area.

Click click!!

A breathtaking sight of all kinds of mechanical equipment and iron barriers moving non-stop across the ground.

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However even in the midst of the chaos every time the two people wearing hoods take a step the barrier opens like a wave security is lifted and the road to the heart of the city opens.

Machine City Executive Officer. As members of Machina’s elite unit the authority they are granted while executing official duties is comparable to that of Ex Machina the Machine City Supreme Council.

Even among the ever-changing city districts surrounded by all kinds of security and barriers the executioner’s steps do not stop for a moment.

“How was it?”

Uzzat asked Isabella who had been lost in thought without saying a word since leaving the workshop.

“A craftsman named Ban. “It seems to me that you are already qualified enough to participate in the selection ceremony.”

“There are more than enough qualifications.”

Isabella answered quietly.

“There are less than ten craftsmen in this city skilled enough to modify Clark’s equipment to their liking.”

Lennok didn’t know much about it but Clark Lenslit’s name was one of the brands well known to those who used Machina’s high-end equipment.

This is because the production process is very delicate and sophisticated and although it is notorious for frequent breakdowns it is often equipped with extraordinary performance or functions.

Among high-ranking enforcers including Ex Machina there are quite a few enthusiasts who love the equipment he made.

If it became known that Lennok could service Clark’s equipment the number of customers visiting him would increase significantly.

“Rather what stands out more than dexterity or maintenance skills is the idea… That level of genius and creativity is an ability in an area that cannot be developed through any amount of training.”

Isabella said confidently.

“He’s a born engineer. “To the point where I can fully guess why Mouser pretends not to know and protects him.”

“I understand that Master Mouser hasn’t left the Machine City in recent years but I don’t know where he brought such a genius from.”

“I didn’t bring you here. “If Mouser had touched any of the recently issued tickets there would definitely have been a record.”

“Well then?”

“That man made his own ticket outside the Machine City and came into the city.”

“….”

At her assertion Ujat looked speechless for a moment.

“Is that even possible?”

“Aren’t security barriers in outlying areas relatively slow to update? “I think that’s probably why they infiltrated the outskirts and asked Mouser for help.”

Even though she had not exchanged a single word with Lennok Isabella was able to infer quite accurately the circumstances of Lennok’s arrival in the Machine City.

You can’t even make assumptions about a being about whom you have no information but it’s a different story if you meet them in person and confirm their personality and talents.

“I don’t have a strong desire to show off or have an emotional personality. “It is highly likely that the reason they started business in an empty workshop was to avoid being noticed in the workshop district.”

“Uhm….”

“Looking at his excellent skills as a craftsman I think he may have come from another city doing similar work…”

“Oh by the way isn’t there a wizard with the nickname Fast in the huge city?”

He asked as if he remembered Ujat.

“It just so happens that we have the same name Ban so wouldn’t there be some degree of relationship?”

Ujat had no idea that the craftsman staying in the workshop was Bolton himself.

All of the executors are high-ranking superhumans who are confident in their sensitivity and physical abilities.

Moreover since they also serve as investigative agencies they are like ghosts when it comes to judging and detecting the abilities of their opponents.

It was no exaggeration to say that there was almost no chance that they would not notice the power of a magician as famous and powerful as lightning.

I was just suspicious of their relationship because they had the same name in common.

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However Isabella shook her head despite Uzzat’s words.

“I heard that the city’s quicksand has been refraining from outside activities for the past few months due to a serious injury.”

“Oh is that so?”

“The only thing that has been officially active recently was an operation related to the city government a month ago.”

Isabella said assertively.

“There is no way such a big person would be busy in such a short period of time. “It is highly likely that he is not a person involved in fasting.”

Isabella who had come into contact with various high-ranking superhumans knew that powerful magnates never easily leave their positions.

The higher you build up a hierarchy and the more powerful you gain the more difficult it becomes to wield and control it once.

The fact that a high-ranking wizard took action directly meant that there was an incident that was accompanied by a certain level of risk and gravity.

“Wizards in particular are a group of people who are extremely sensitive to their physical condition. “If you had the presence of mind to pay attention to this even after getting injured…”

“If there was?”

“I guess he was looking for a way to challenge for ascension at that time.”

“…You were joking right?”

Uzzat laughing shook his head and said.

“Well first of all it’s highly likely that it’s not in a huge city. “Isn’t it a good thing that we found one more craftsman to participate in the selection ceremony?”

“yes. but….”

But even though she knew that Isabella’s reaction seemed somewhat suspicious.

“That man. “It’s not like you don’t know anything about Clark.”

“….”

The attitude and reaction of the craftsman they met in the workshop did not seem to be flawed in the eyes of the two executors.

He seemed to be unusually quick-witted and dexterous but that could be overlooked due to his individual excellence.

Rather should we say that because of that aspect there is something suspicious about the father-in-law’s background or suspicion?

But even so Isabella had a certain intuition that there was still something unclear about her father-in-law.

“I think maybe I knew Rensleyt more than the name Clark.”

At that moment Ujat’s face seemed to harden slightly.

“…No way. So does that mean that friend is a relative of Clark’s?”

“….”

Clark Lenslett’s blood relative. It is inevitable that the bailiff’s attitude will change slightly just by mentioning that fact.

Clark’s biological relative and his older sister was once the most respected person and great superhuman in this mechanical city.

Maiya Lenslit.

The criminal who was praised as the best and strongest enforcer in the Machine City abandoned everything and ran away after the Ascension Gate failed.

Now all that remains are the countless achievements Maiya Rensleyt accumulated as an executioner and the traces of a time stained with shame.

Executors who are keenly aware of outside news have heard rumors that she has entered Pandemonium but apart from that not many people mention that name.

However it has been consistently known that this is a disaster for which all executioners are ordered to dispatch as soon as he appears as a high-class criminal who escaped with the failure of the forgotten Ascension Gate.

“We don’t know yet.”

Isabella said reaching into her arms and quietly fiddling with the handle of the amplifier.

“But that also explains why Ban was able to repair Clark’s equipment so skillfully.”

“….”

“Because Maiya Rensleyt also couldn’t throw away the equipment her brother made for her until the moment she ran away from the city.”

* * *

“Meister selection ceremony?”

“They say they select excellent craftsmen through a specific process.”

Lennok who was sitting with his back to the workbench answered Mouser who came to see him after receiving the call.

“He said he wanted to give me a chance.”

“ha….”

Mouser sighed and muttered “The ground is falling.”

“Didn’t you just quietly say that you would work as a craftsman in the workshop?”

“The enforcers of the Machine City were more capable than I thought.”

Lennok who had adjusted his iron mask answered with a smile.

“I never thought they would identify this person and come disguised as a customer in just a few days.”

“I guess I was completely wrong.”

Mouser replied rubbing his forehead.

“I should have known that a wizard of your caliber could easily stand out as an engineer.”

“….”

“So are you planning to participate in the selection ceremony?”

“I’m thinking about it.”

Lennok answered skillfully cleaning the workbench and furnace.

“They say that if you receive the title of Meister you can enter the deep zone without having to regularly update your ticket.”

“…I know that you have business in Machina’s mind. “It must be a very serious matter to the point of moving it yourself.”

Mouser said with a serious expression.

“But receiving the name of a Meister is a completely different story. “From then on Ex Machina will directly manage your identity and location.”

“….”

“Or do you plan to spend the rest of your life in Machine City?”

I know what Mouser is worried about when he says this.

Machine City Machina is known as a paradise for mechanical engineering and magical engineering.

However this city’s greatest asset is not large and strong machinery but the existence of craftsmen who can manufacture repair and maintain them.

One of Machina’s most important values ​​is the existence of craftsmen who bring life to life in various fields including mechanical engineering magical engineering and sometimes even bionic engineering.

As such craftsmen who are skilled and proven enough to receive the title of Meister are thoroughly managed as assets at the city level.

If the Meister disappears without any news or sign the executors will immediately move to retrieve the missing ‘asset’.

This is something that could greatly affect Lennok’s safety not just Mouser’s safety.

But even though Lennok knew that he smiled and shook his head at Mouser’s words.

“You’re talking as if I’ve won the meister position. “We still don’t know what kind of competition will be held at the selection ceremony.”

“Half but…!”

“It will be difficult for the executive to refuse participation in the selection ceremony itself if it comes out like that.”

Isabella probably also had this outcome in mind when she suggested participating in the selection ceremony.

Even if you can’t trust Lennok right now it’s safe to make him a meister and make him an asset to the city.

The fact that Lennok’s skills were evaluated so highly was not a bad thing in itself but it was also clear that the current situation itself was not what Lennoch had intended.

“It’s not that I covet or need the Meister title. If anything based on the explanations I’ve heard so far it seems more likely that it will cause interference.”

Lennok said.

“However if I get to know and exchange information with the talented craftsmen who participated in the selection ceremony wouldn’t I be able to access the information and situations I want more quickly… That’s what I’m worried about.”

“It is certainly an ideal environment for expanding one’s network or seeking out necessary information as craftsmen come from all over the Machine City…”

“To stand out specially enough to be able to exchange information with other craftsmen but at the same time limit your achievements to the point where you are not hamstrung by earning the title of Meister.”

Lennok who was pondering nodded.

“Don’t you think it’s worth giving it a try?”

“….”

Mouser who was looking at Lennok in bewilderment slowly nodded.

“Your confidence has already surpassed that of a meister. “That’s for sure.”

“I will participate in the selection ceremony. “Let’s contact this business card first.”

Lennok said holding in his hand an old telephone that was hanging on the wall of the studio.

“I will handle the next matter accordingly depending on the situation.”

“…You talk like a student solving some kind of math problem.”

Mouser shook his head and muttered.

“This is a very important event one that can be counted on one hand even in the Machine City.”

Lennok listened to Mouser’s words with one ear and picked up the phone placed in the workshop.

A contact number that connects you to the other party without a call tone as soon as you press the phone number written on the business card.

Mouser was drinking next to him and frowned as he saw Lennok’s expression slowly harden.

He forced himself to swallow his drink as if chewing on alcohol that had already gone bad and asked Lennok who had quietly put down the phone.

“It didn’t go well did it? After all even if he is an executioner having an unidentified craftsman participate in the selection ceremony…”

“No I was not involved in the selection ceremony.”

“what?”

After responding like that Lennok stood up and slowly picked up his coat.

Lennok wearing a thick jumper suitable for a craftsman carefully adjusted his iron mask while looking in the mirror.

When Lennok turned around satisfied to see that his facial features were so obscured that it was difficult to accurately guess his features even when facing him directly in front of him Mouser asked again.

“No I don’t think I said a few words when I called. “You mean you made an appointment in the meantime?”

“I was a member of Ex Machina.”

Mouser who blinked at Lennok’s casually thrown out words asked.

“…I guess I heard wrong right?”

Machine City Supreme Council Ex Machina.

The core leadership of a huge living machine city called Machina.

A power group that revises city policies in the short term and suggests direction in the long term.

These noble people are not easy to meet even skilled craftsmen or adepts let alone leave contact information directly in these workshop districts.

In terms of his status he is in no way inferior to the members of the Balkan Central Council.

One of the committee members who held that level of power had been contacted by Lennok.

“I have been in touch with the secretary’s office. “The Ex Machina committee member said he would test me to see if I was qualified to participate in the selection ceremony.”