Drug-Eating Genius Mage – 609



The Genius Wizard Who Takes Medicine Episode 609

Selection ceremony (1)

Evidence of an incident committed by a person in power.

Was Lennok’s response to calmly completing the test despite knowing that he had been entrusted with handling the problem unexpected?

The old man’s face which had maintained a somewhat solemn attitude just a moment ago seemed to relax for a moment.

“The situation in Machina is truly chaotic.”

The old man quietly tapped the table and muttered.

“Those who are supposed to lead the city under strict iron discipline are now struggling to clean up the mistakes and mistakes that have been made.”

“Commissioner.”

The attendant standing behind him immediately tried to stop him but the old man paid no heed.

Is it a self-deprecation that even an old man who is a member of Ex Machina has to work hard to resolve the thinking of a higher power?

For someone who had been exposed by Lennok to a secret that needed to be kept hidden the old man did not seem particularly interested in covering up the secret itself.

“I still don’t know if you have outstanding skills as a craftsman.”

The old man’s eyes shone sharply.

“But his intuition of pinpointing and penetrating the essence of a situation is better than anyone else I’ve ever seen.”

“….”

“And if someone has that sharp thinking ability at least they won’t have to embarrass me at the selection ceremony.”

“then…?”

The old man looked at Lennok and then lightly gestured to the attendant standing behind him.

A cold-looking woman took something out of her belt and held it out to Lennok.

A driver with an impressive jade-colored handle.

It is basically designed to tighten and loosen screws but depending on the situation the blade is sharp enough to be used as a knife.

“…This?”

“This is a gift given to each person who participates in the Meister selection ceremony.”

The old man nodded to Lennok and said.

“It’s a kind of certificate for participating in the selection ceremony.”

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“….”

Are certificates also issued in the form of tools like this as part of the ritual of selecting meisters?

Instead of adding anything to that fact Lennok calmly picked up the screwdriver and put it into his arms.

“Now that I think about it the name is still there.”

The old man said so and held out his hand slightly.

“Geldrich Langmuir. “I have been a member of the Supreme Council Ex Machina for 20 years.”

“This is Lyman.”

Lennok who appropriately gave it a name that seemed to have been created by Isabella in advance took her hand and shook it.

Langmuir held Lennok’s hand and spoke solemnly.

“From now on you will represent Machine Head at the selection ceremony. However this should never happen to the outside world so be careful how you conduct yourself to avoid spreading false rumors.”

“I understand.”

It doesn’t really feel like I’m representing the Machine Head faction but if it’s a measure to participate in the selection ceremony it can’t be helped.

Since he didn’t know much about the Machine Head in the first place Lennok didn’t attach much importance to the faction.

“Are there other artisans from the same faction besides me who are participating?”

“of course. “But we won’t be interacting with each other.”

Langmuir answered.

“As they participate in the selection ceremony they are all craftsmen with strong pride and high reputation. “You might be rather displeased with the fact that you are going to the selection ceremony with a craftsman of unknown origin.”

“….”

“Why have I lost confidence already?”

“No rather than that….”

Lennok said and shook his head.

“Even though I knew that I just thought that the circumstances were so urgent that a craftsman like me had to participate in the selection ceremony.”

“….”

Langmuir fell silent at Lennok’s blunt answer who did not bother to hide the fact that he was suspicious of the Machine Head faction.

The old man who was smiling empty-handedly soon tilted his head towards Lennok with a serious expression and said.

“I like courage. “He is truly a talent that would be a waste to remain as a craftsman.”

“Thank you for the compliment but….”

“I understand why Executor Isabella recommended it. “Do you want to come over to my secretary’s office?”

“….”

I didn’t expect scouts to come here out of the blue but Lennok slightly lowered his head.

“First of all I will try to do my best at the upcoming selection ceremony.”

When I responded appropriately with a sense of craftsmanship the old man also nodded as if he understood.

Although I was a little excited when I saw Lennok’s work he must not forget his original purpose.

The place left behind after Lennok left. Langmuir spoke to the attendant who was silently cleaning up the traces of the crushed pistol with his mouth closed.

“Did you say Lyman?”

“It is recorded that he recently returned to the city after being missing for several years. Shall we dig deeper?”

Langmuir immediately nodded in response to the attendant’s question.

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“He’s so smart that he was able to quickly uncover the whole story behind the murder committed by the governor’s son. “Even if you’re not necessarily a craftsman there’s a lot of room for use.”

“….”

“There are only a few days left until the selection ceremony. “For now let’s see how it moves there and think about whether to use it in the future.”

* * *

Doo doo doo doo!!

A magnificent drum sound that resonates as loudly as hitting the belly skin.

Lennok stood silently in the middle of a huge stadium where the lights were constantly flashing.

All I have in my hand is a screwdriver that can be held with one hand.

The people standing around had different appearances but they were the same as Lennok standing with a sullen expression holding a screwdriver.

A mechanical guidance sound rang out rapidly from the speakers hanging from the ceiling of the stadium.

[This year we gathered together artisans recognized for their skills from all over the Machine City.]

Doo doo doo!!

The sound of drums echoing in succession. No one standing in the stadium opened their mouths.

Most people calmly close their eyes catch their breath or concentrate as if they are waiting for something to happen.

The guidance tone continued immediately without waiting for a response.

[Because a total of three meisters in the maintenance and modification manufacturing sector have passed away. In this ceremony qualifications will be verified by adding up scores in three areas.]

Slam!!

As soon as the walls of the stadium opened a huge display case hundreds of meters long appeared.

Placed in a grand display case that fills a large space are small pieces of parts and broken equipment.

[In the production modification and maintenance category each person makes one choice to present the results and receive scores. The finished product will be donated to the residents of Machine City so please do your best for the development of the city.]

‘Is it a volunteer concept? ‘You used your brain well.’

Most skilled craftsmen are either expensive or have difficult conditions for receiving work.

Did they create an excuse to invite such craftsmen to an event called the Meister Selection Ceremony and borrow their talents for almost free of charge?

[As you all know regardless of the title of Meister those who receive good scores at the selection ceremony will be awarded a certificate according to their level for five years. I hope you do your best and let’s get started right away.]

‘There is almost no unnecessary pretense. Should I say that it is an event for artisans?’

Just like the artisans Lennok met in the big city I don’t know if it’s prejudice but the people who work with the equipment have an eccentric personality.

As these people were gathered together in one place the selection ceremony was brief and quick compared to its size and importance.

“It has finally begun. “I thought I was going to die from the moth.”

“I don’t understand why there is a need to gather everyone together like this and waste time on it.”

As soon as the guidance sound was heard the craftsmen began to move while grunting.

Lennok also followed them and observed the parts and broken equipment lying inside the display case.

The display cases containing bundles of parts and equipment are separated and each display case containing the equipment has a small score tag attached to it.

‘The bundle of parts is a preparation for the manufacturing field and the equipment has a scorecard attached to it according to the modification or maintenance category.’

In other words there is no upper limit to the number of points given to the results of the production field but there is a limit to the number of points that can be received in the modification or maintenance section.

It is not surprising that higher scores are given to creating an entirely new object than to tinkering with an already made object.

However it seemed quite clear that Lennok who was almost completely illiterate in the field of production could not receive high marks in that field.

Kang Kang Kang!!

In some places craftsmen can already be seen taking up an empty workbench and pounding iron.

Lennok was about to pass by the craftsmen but stopped when he realized that the tool they used to pound iron was a screwdriver.

A strange scene where a thin screwdriver is packed with magical power and silently strikes iron.

“What are you making now?”

After being ignored by several craftsmen who were busy working nearby one barely glanced up and responded.

“You’re young. “It seems like this is your first time attending the selection ceremony.”

“yes.”

“Don’t craftsmen need tools to do their work? “Making hammer and tongs.”

“….”

Lennok who only then realized that the role given to him as a driver was more important than he thought slightly opened his mouth.

“So… you have to make the necessary tools with just this screwdriver and participate in the selection ceremony.”

“You have a clear ear.”

“…Isn’t this actually a test of your abilities as a craftsman?”

You have to make the necessary equipment yourself by striking metal with a screwdriver.

Isn’t this closer to a gimmick that would only be attempted in a variety show rather than a stage to test the skills of a craftsman?

However the father-in-law shook his head as if he was familiar with Lennok’s questions.

“It was originally said that work tools that met the specifications were distributed fairly at the selection ceremony.”

“But why now…?”

“It is said that at every selection ceremony there are complaints from craftsmen that they do not like the tools so the rules have been modified to require them to make and use them themselves.”

“….”

Lennok speechless looked up at the stadium lights in a daze.

Are the standards and tastes for the equipment used by craftsmen so strict that the regulations have changed to require craftsmen to make and use their own equipment?

It was an absurd reason but at the same time it was not unreasonable.

Even Lennok always paid attention to the detailed adjustments of the firearms and artifacts he used.

The craftsman must have thought he had given all the explanations he needed to give so he ignored Lennok and began to concentrate on making his own tools.

Kang Kang!!

A screwdriver is used like a carving knife to pound and carve iron into a realistic hammer and blade shape.

Lennok watched the father-in-law’s side without leaving his side and then opened his mouth as if he had just had an idea.

“It would be a good idea to change the hand you hold the device to your left hand.”

“…what?”

The father-in-law looked at Lennok as if he were crazy but Lenok paid him no mind and continued to explain.

“You seem to have a stronger grip in your left hand than your right. Wouldn’t it be right to change the hand you hold the equipment to one with a stronger grip?”

“Hey young fellow what does he know about my metallurgy…”

“I think you suffered a serious injury to your right foot once.”

“….”

The father-in-law who was about to shoot back with an unpleasant expression looked speechless at Lennok’s next words.

Lennok said as he looked down at the craftsman’s shoes.

“The angle of my feet next to the workbench is too crooked and I twist my knees to support my posture. “Because the toes themselves do not have enough strength they are forced to put strength on their heels.”

“…I suffered a serious injury three years ago. But how could you…”

“If the injury occurred despite the presence of a stepping stone it is likely that the craftsman himself would have dropped the equipment on his own foot. This is evidence that the grip strength of the right hand itself is not strong enough.”

Lennok said as if looking at his father-in-law’s hands leaving him speechless.

“If you don’t have enough grip strength even if you use magical power wouldn’t it be best to change the hand you use?”

“….”

“If you pound iron with your feet weak smelting won’t work as well as you want. Even now if you want to perform well at the selection ceremony you will have to change your stepping foot and the hand you use.”

“…It’s not a matter that can be talked about easily. “How can you change habits you’ve maintained your whole life overnight?”

The father-in-law who seemed to be being persuaded by Lennok’s words suddenly came to his senses and shook his head.

“Thank you for the advice but let’s stop there. “I have work to do too.”

“No I think there is a good solution.”

After saying that Lennok took an old mirror fragment from a nearby display case and set it up at an angle in front of the craftsman.

The image of a mirror clearly reflecting the entire body of a craftsman who looks somewhat sullen.

The moment when magic was secretly infused into the mirror in front of the craftsman who was looking at Lennok with an uncomfortable expression.

Keying…!!

“Ugh….”

The father-in-law stumbled for a moment at the tinnitus ringing in his head and looked down at his hands with a strange expression.

“Now wait a minute…? “What about this?”

“Human senses are based on perception as strong as reality. Therefore we believe that non-existent sensations exist and feel pain through them.”

Lennok said.

“When treating phantom pain we use mirrors to create sensory confusion and relieve the pain. “While standing in front of this mirror your senses will feel as if they are flipped from side to side.”

In reality he did not stop there and made a simple self-suggestion to his father-in-law but since he was not a wizard right now Lennok did not bother to say that.

After adjusting the driver’s grip with his left hand the craftsman realized that his body’s balance had become much more comfortable and he closed his mouth.

Only then did the craftsman realize why Lennok had put down the mirror in front of him and he looked at Lennok with a shocked expression.

“I see. Does this mean that I will be able to work with the same sense as using my right hand while using my left hand?”

“As the strength of the left arm and the grip strength of the left hand are different you will have to adjust the details yourself but I don’t think it will be that difficult.”

“…Why are you doing this to me?”

The father-in-law asked with a serious look on his face.

“It’s too much of a reward for just informing me of the rules of the competition. No I’ve never heard of a craftsman who could give advice like this in the first place.”

“Of course I am not providing this help without expecting anything in return.”

Lennok said and waved the screwdriver in his hand.

“I don’t have much expertise in making things or handling iron.”

“…no way?”

“If it’s okay could you make a tool for me to use at the selection ceremony?”

There are no rules or restrictions in the Meister selection ceremony other than submitting results in three areas within the given time.

Is it to closely evaluate the abilities of craftsmen with unique talents or qualities?

From the moment Lennok realized that he had to make the tools himself and participate in the selection ceremony he had no intention of producing them himself.

Select artisans around you who are experiencing problems provide counseling and find solutions.

The way Lennok would demonstrate his strengths at the selection ceremony was decided from the beginning.