Drug-Eating Genius Mage – 618



The Genius Wizard Who Takes Medicine Episode 618

Ex Machina (5)

Relic-grade production tool.

The moment Lennok mentioned that name Narcissa made no further reaction and remained silent.

“In general relic-level artifacts with these unique functions are difficult to obtain and make.”

Lennok nodded looking at Narcissa who was silent.

“I think it is at least equipment used by meister-level craftsmen for very special processes.”

“What is the craftsman’s personality?”

Narcissa asked carelessly.

“Tell me what kind of personality you think the craftsman who created this artifact must have had.”

Lennok tilted his head as Narcissa suddenly asked a question that was off topic.

“It is bound to take a big leap to guess a person’s personality just by looking at one object…”

“doesn’t care.”

“….”

Lennok didn’t know why Narcissa was curious about such things but conveying the guess he found out through the pendant was not difficult.

Lennok thought silently fiddling with the artifact that had returned to the form of a pendant and then slowly opened his mouth.

“I think he had an extremely sensitive and nervous personality.”

“…Why?”

“The idea and principle used in this automatic production tool is like that.”

Lennok said and put down the pendant.

“Microscopic particle deterioration of horsepower that rarely occurs when parts are manufactured at different times. The fact that they tried to apply the principle itself and make it into an artifact is very heterogeneous. “Among the artifacts I’ve seen cases like this are extremely rare.”

“….”

“An obsession bordering on paranoia. Obsession with sophistication. Beyond that level I think there might be a perverse tendency to try to completely control everything that comes into contact and enjoy the process itself.”

A faint transmutation of magical power from another timeline.

In some ways it is a very difficult and difficult idea to explore as even Lennok learned the principle while studying Kayse’s pocket watch.

If I were to be honest should I say that it was one of the trials and errors of high-level magicians trying to access the concept of time through magical power?

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Not only did they delve into that concept so persistently that they created an artifact of this size but they also manufactured and used different parts at different times in the process.

And even after making the pendant they left no trace of that fact behind making it difficult to repair.

“Almost all of the design structures left on the pendant do not appear to belong to the personality…”

After saying that Lenno cleared his throat and refined his words again.

“I think he was probably a person with more craftsmanlike qualities than anyone else.”

At that moment Mouser who had been watching without saying anything until now opened his mouth.

“…It’s yours Master.”

“Mouser.”

Narcissa looked at him sharply.

“Watch your mouth.”

“Come now?”

Mouser said shrugging his shoulders without paying attention.

“That pendant. “It is an item that the woman herself not another customer asked the craftsmen to repair.”

“….”

Only then did Lennok who realized why Narcissa brought this pendant look at her with a bewildered expression.

If you think about it it’s not possible to recklessly borrow items from other customers and use them to test Lennok’s abilities.

It was natural for Narcissa to use her own belongings for which she could take responsibility for their purpose and responsibility.

However I had no idea that Narcissa herself would not only entrust the pendant to Lennok but would also want to hear about her teacher from Lennok’s own words.

Mouser’s thoughts were not that different either as he laughed at Narcissa with a completely sober face.

“Hehehe you’ve looked after that eccentric old man like a father all your life but you were still curious about other people’s opinions right?”

Mouser continued speaking as Narcissa said nothing.

“That man was a madman who cared about nothing but his own glory until his death. Even the craftsmen who came as disciples thought of it as a consumable that could be ground up and thrown away.”

“….”

“You would have known this when you were old enough to inherit the workshop. Even though I knew that I just pretended not to know to protect my position. “Isn’t that right?”

In the cold silence of the workshop Lennok put down the pendant massaged his temples and asked.

“Master Mouser. “Who are you talking about?”

“Didn’t you say that we both had the same teacher in the workshop?”

Mouser said with a hearty laugh.

“There was once an old man who was revered as the best blacksmith in the Machine City and was called Hwadeokjingun.”

“….”

“He has long since passed away but his disciples still remain throughout the Machine City showing off their power.”

Hwadeokjin-gun. A grand nickname that literally only the best blacksmith in the Machine City could be called that.

It was also ironic that Mouser and Narcissa had been disciples of the Furnace Jin Army and were now completely separated.

Narcissa who appears to have taken over the maintenance of the Furnace March actually asked Lennok a question about him while holding a pendant he had made.

But while Lennok was thinking about the contradiction Narcissa seemed to come to her senses and stood up taking the pendant with her.

“…it was just part of the evaluation to set standards.”

Narcissa said that with a stern expression glanced down at Lennok and nodded.

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“But I can’t deny the fact that the assessment of an outsider who knew nothing about the Hwadeokjin Army was more accurate than I thought.”

“….”

“I thought of a new job I could entrust to you in this city.”

Narcissa said that turned her back and walked out of the workshop without hesitation.

Lennok looked at her with his chin slightly resting and belatedly realized what she meant and asked.

“So has the location of the workshop been decided?”

“….”

Narcissa looked back at Lennok with a slightly displeased look and lightly snorted.

“See you in the upper workshop district.”

Squeak!!

Immediately after Narcissa left the attack without hesitation and the soldiers who were guarding her turned away.

Mouser finally let out an inward sigh of relief and Lennok smiled faintly as he looked at him.

Among them the soldier who remained in the defense until the very end hesitated slightly and then took off the helmet he was wearing.

The moment Lennok realized that the figure was the military woman who had touched the weight of the pistol earlier he slightly tilted his head.

“…you are?”

“I knew you would do well.”

He grins and waves then quickly puts on his helmet and follows the line.

Mouser said looking at Lennok as if he were dumbfounded.

“You’re talented too. “It’s been so long since I came to Machina…”

“No I am a customer who visited the workshop last time.”

Lennok said quickly waving his hands.

“In the first place a person who runs a business shouldn’t have personal conversations with customers…”

After saying that and seeing Lennok speechless as if he had realized something Mouser slammed the bottle down in front of Lennok as if he had caught a gunman.

“Okay okay. “Even though it’s been over twenty years since I dated someone of the opposite sex it’s not difficult to listen to their complaints over a drink.”

Mouser who sat down on the workbench with a warm face nodded.

“Let’s talk about that woman all night long.”

“No that’s not it….”

The advice Lennock gave to the military woman when she first came to this workshop was something that cannot be said for sure as it was a completely personal story.

Intentionally replacing the weight of a pistol with a new one destroys the very sense of zeroing.

Didn’t she directly advise that the reason something like that happened was because someone close to her hoped the bullet would miss?

However the person the soldier was protecting right now was Narcissa who had just visited Lennok’s workshop.

Lennok whose thoughts had reached that point put down the drink that Mouser had offered him on the workbench and jumped up.

“I guess I need to warn you again.”

“Chaff warning? “What warning?”

“There was one instance where they told me that the person they were protecting might be in a dangerous situation.”

If you ignore sinister thoughts it comes with a big price.

Lennok had no intention of foolishly overlooking the danger that might arise under the belief that his guess was wrong.

Lennok immediately picked up the coat hanging on the wall of the workshop and quickly answered.

“And if Artisan Narcissa is in danger it won’t be until now when he’s out on patrol in the middle of the streets of the workshop district-”

Taang!!

The sound of a gunshot was strong enough to penetrate the soundproofing material of the workshop.

Mouser who only then realized what Lennok was talking about also jumped up from his seat with a stiff expression on his face.

The image of Mouser running out of the workshop in a hurry holding the hammer placed on the workbench.

Lennok also immediately grabbed a pistol near the workbench and ran out after him.

“Huh huh…!!”

Before I knew it I heard a gunshot and was making my way through the crowd of people in the middle of the street.

Mouser’s expression turned sour as he looked over the soldiers who were aiming their guns in one direction with a violent attitude.

“I am Narcissa…!!”

Narcissa fell bleeding and there was a soldier who hugged her and fell with her.

And in front of these two people there is another soldier looking back with a venomous look on his face.

“Don’t come closer!!”

The assassin aimed his gun at the fallen soldier Narcissa and shouted sharply as he looked at the other soldiers.

“These two people. Because I’m not dead yet. “If you approach me from there I will immediately kill Narcissa…!!”

Lennok who understood the situation immediately raised his magic power.

[Automatic shooting algorithm ver.5.0]

Lennok’s hand moved at an invisible speed and pulled the trigger and three bullets fired in an instant penetrated the ranks.

The moment when a bullet containing more than eight types of shooting assistance magic including aim correction trajectory correction and penetration specialization twisted into an impossible trajectory and pierced the assassin’s body.

Food is great!!

The assassin’s body exploded on the spot and something protruding from inside immediately began to run away to the other side of the street.

“Bah… Lyman!!”

Lennok immediately stood in front of the soldiers not paying attention to the fact that Mouser was startled and looked back at Lennok.

“I will check the condition of the injured person so please get out of the way.”

“….”

The soldiers didn’t say anything but after seeing Lennok’s calm words and the face they remembered they slowly opened the way.

Lennok immediately hugged Narcissa and walked over to the fallen soldier to check on her condition.

‘It’s dangerous.’

Although he is barely able to breathe if things continue like this it would not be surprising if he dies from shock due to blood loss alone.

Without wasting time Lennok took out a hemostatic agent from within his arms applied it and forcibly injected the painkiller into the two men’s necks.

‘We need to numb the senses by force and reduce the shock as much as possible.’

Perhaps the soldier that Lennok had just shot and subdued tried to assassinate Narcissa and another soldier who noticed it tried to hug and protect Narcissa but both were killed.

Lennok’s expression turned cold for a moment when he recognized that the unconscious soldier along with Narcissa was the woman he had previously entrusted with servicing the pistol.

Lennok soon stood up calmly without showing any sign.

As if the commotion had already reached far away an ambulance came rushing towards us with its siren blaring from the other side of the street.

Lennok who had simply completed emergency treatment finally looked back.

Mouser who had arrived late was coming back sweating profusely.

“Mouser first aid has been completed. “What about that one?”

“I missed it. “It was crazy fast.”

Mouser shook his head.

“I need to call the bailiff. “If you know that something like this happened against a member of Ex Machina…”

“Once you call the bailiff it will already be late.”

Lennok said recalling the figure running behind the exploded body of the assassin.

“I guess I’ll have to track it down before things get dragged out.”

“how?”

Mouser asked back.

“Considering the speed just now he would have run out of the street a long time ago. “Maybe we have already reached the barrier…!!”

Lennok no longer listened to Mouser’s words and jumped up and headed to the rooftop of the building next door.

The moment when Mouser looked at the fallen Narcissa and Lennok alternately then gritted his teeth and followed Lennok up.

Lennok took out a long rifle from his pocket unfolded the holder and inserted the magazine.

Mouser who only then realized what Lennok was thinking opened his mouth and stammered.

“I’m crazy. “You’re going to shoot a fleeing assassin in the middle of the street?”

“Haven’t we been researching and modifying firearms for moments like this?”

Slam!!

The moment I finished loading and infused magical power the shape of the rifle flipped over on the spot and changed into the shape of an elongated fox.

[Granting aptitude bullet recognition: Activating automatic guidance tracking intelligence]

“The opponent almost certainly let my bullet in before running away.”

The moment when the muzzle of the rifle which had turned into a fox’s head looked back at Lennok and tilted its head.

“Once you’ve been hit you can almost always go after it at this point.”

Lennok’s residual magic remaining in the magic bullet that successfully hit the target.

The position and moving speed of the magic power are adjusted using Dabi’s computing power to create 3D coordinates.

Using Lennok’s spatial magic as a medium you can follow the coordinates almost exactly.

[Designated shooting at jumping coordinates.]

[conversion.]

As soon as Lennoc pulled the trigger his body became a flash of light and disappeared on the spot.

Faaah!!

The space in front of your eyes becomes pitch black and a spatial transition occurs immediately after specifying coordinates.

However just after Lennok succeeded in tracking the assassin’s location he stopped at the figure in front of him.

“….”

An assassin standing with his back turned to Lennok.

In front of him a gigantic statue of a two-armed god was looking down at him with an overwhelming sense of awe.