Drug-Eating Genius Mage
Chapter 287

The meaning of the message (2)

The important thing is to grasp the conditions for interfering with time and space using mana as a power source.

Even if you can’t fully interpret the conditions, the things you can do just by identifying patterns and getting your hands on the data greatly increase.

The principle of establishing time and space. Establish the necessary environment and prerequisites to interfere with it with magical power.

Because this series of actions itself was what Lennok did every time he created a creation-type unique magic.

The hope that was left only as an empty possibility materializes in my head again.

Just by thinking about it, Lenok’s eyes brightened and his back straightened.

Due to the aftereffects of doping, he cannot stop his research even though he is on the bone.

It wasn’t that he was forced to raise it, but his sharp-edged concentration did not drop even for a moment.

A sense of exhilaration as if I could expand my self-region one more time right away.

Every moment of studying the traces of historical sites and looking into cracks is filled with curiosity and anticipation rather than pain.

The moment of exploring the truth of the world like this is as enjoyable and sparkling as fighting a formidable enemy at the risk of one’s life.

Every now and then, I sometimes think that waking up in this world isn’t too bad.

The Irwon family’s mansion was shining brightly all night without the lights going out.

* * *

“You look like a cheeky guy.”

Oren, who had been stroking his beard, opened his mouth in an arrogant tone.

“Did you intend to leave the fort once and not see my face?”

“It doesn’t even make sense to me to show my soul with that kind of look.”

It doesn’t even feel like it’s sincere even if you get angry with a gaunt complexion that hasn’t been woken up from a hospital bed.

No, I wouldn’t even be serious in the first place.

Oren must have understood that wanting Lennok’s help is greed.

The position Lennok nominally held was not simply the title of outside director of the cartel.

That’s why Oren buried himself in the chair and let out a low laugh.

“What would it be? What should I say to the guy who made a deal with me even though he had the status of an agent?”

“… … .”

“Come to think of it, other family heads have asked you to discuss giving you the title of non-tax head.”

At Oren’s words, which seemed to have reminded him of something, Lennok replied shyly.

“There’s no way you’ll be the head of the household you want.”

“The horse is actually a seat given to important dignitaries of the fortress. Since the identity of the agent has also disappeared, you will need a plausible title in order to continue visiting the fort.”

Well, he already had a bunch of titles that were just words, but even if one more was added, it didn’t seem like it would make a difference.

Roughly, Lennok ran his coat lightly around the shoulder, put his hand forward, and said,

“This?”

In his hand hung a thin cloak woven of shadow feathers.

The armor Asui took from Oren’s hand during the final battle and gave it to Lennok.

But even after seeing it, Oren shook his head meekly.

“As the head of household, you cannot take away an item once bestowed upon you. Wouldn’t it be the worst law to take something given away?”

“… … .”

“If not, there are similar artifacts in the family storage. It wouldn’t be too bad if I could repay you for this job with that.”

“okay… … . If you say so.”

Lennok said that and obediently took the coat made of shadow feathers.

Oren handed over the cloak as if it were not a big deal, but by Lennok’s standards, it was a much more useful item than I thought.

An item that can change its appearance and control heat and ventilation under the condition that it understands the shadow-type magic formula to some extent.

The durability itself is not high for a clothing-type artifact, but the convenience itself is quite high.

It was possible to remember and reproduce the shape of the coat Lennok was wearing right away, so it would not be unreasonable to think of it as a unique convenience granted to shadow magicians.

“So, was there any harvest at the ruins?”

Oren asked as he leaned over with a languid expression.

“There must be a reason why you came to visit me after taking care of yourself at the mansion for a while after work.”

Like all great magicians, Oren knew that Lennok was an outstanding scholar and researcher who was never left behind by other wizards.

Lennok, who had the opportunity to study the unexplored region of the ruins to his heart’s content, would not easily leave the fort without holding some fruit in his hands.

Even if Oren had been in the same position as Lennok, he would have had similar thoughts.

Lennok also noticed the idea and laughed.

“Just seeing a cross-section of the world is no different from a great opportunity for magicians. There were results beyond expectations. All that remains is to go back and organize the data.”

“A cross section?”

Lennok briefly explained to Oren the story of the cracks hidden in the ruins and the cross section of the world.

Since the church is intertwined, I can’t tell you everything, but in order to use the ruins again in the future, I’ll have to explain to some extent.

However, upon hearing Lennok’s explanation, Oren shook his head with a strange expression.

“… … When Chae-joo was alive, the family heads, including myself, visited the ruins several times, but I didn’t feel anything. It doesn’t seem possible to anyone.”

“is it?”

“okay. Chae-joo was very active in researching the phenomena and secrets that occur in historical sites. I believed that knowing that would make it possible to negotiate later on an equal footing with the old people in the city council.”

“… … .”

“Until the head of the head of the family refused to share the historic site and shut himself up at home, access to the historic site itself was free, but that is all over now.”

Oren looked behind Lennok’s back with a blurry face.

“It’s a crack in the world… … That’s too far for an old man like me.”

What he is looking at is not simply the scenery in his eyes, but the future that the six-sided fortress will face in the future.

The authority of the Three Heads collapsed. Even the presence of challengers climbing up from below and the existence of the city council that will intervene over the existence of the site.

There will be more than one or two things he will have to take responsibility for in the future.

However, it was also Oren’s own will that he accepted the position of ruler of the castle because he could not forsake the residents of the fortress even though he knew that.

“But in the face of the future, ignorance will be nothing more than room. I knew what that meant.”

Oren looked at Lennok with a determined expression and nodded slowly.

“Focusing on that fact, let me also study the ruins. I think it’s possible for a drunkard like you, but… … .”

“The existence of the three historic sites built inside the fort is probably not a coincidence.”

Lennok replied.

“A bitch that is so rare that the Guido Church has to endure such a long distance to come and pay attention. It is extremely strange that there are three such places in one district. It is highly likely that it is an artificial experiment or the aftermath of a specific technique.”

“… … What do you mean?”

“Black Consumer Project. If we gather information about that secret, we might learn something.”

A forbidden secret technique chosen by the old men of the city council by gathering all the strength of the megalopolis.

One of the worst secrets of a megalopolis where only rumors abound and still keep the story hidden.

Cartel head Oliviera Ron Maze seemed to know something about the project.

If the origin of the project was that the cartel was holding the aftermath of the Bagoong Fortress, who knows the process between the beginning and the end?

Maybe the word “Three Heads” itself is from the beginning… … .

After thinking that far, Lennok stopped thinking. Anything further would be nothing more than baseless delusion.

But Oren nodded slowly, as if recalling something from Lennok’s words.

“okay… … . While everything is changing, there is no reason for old taboos to remain as rules. You are not wrong.”

he said, looking down at Lennok.

“I will try to gather information about the project for the upcoming negotiations with the city council.”

* * *

A space full of pale white brilliance.

The pure white interior of the temple, which has reached the end of cleanliness where not even a speck of dust is tolerated.

A clear blue crystal the size of a house was floating in the air between the huge cracks inside the temple.

In front of the lens, hundreds of priests sat reverently and were offering prayers.

Someone who was kneeling and holding his hands together opened his mouth.

“Wilter Martinez, Candidate for the 128th Apostle, has returned to God.”

“It is unfortunate.”

“The last confirmed destination was Balkan, a megacity located on the plains in the southwest of the continent… … . It is difficult to obtain specific information due to the defense line stretched out of the city, but it confirms the rapid expansion of the authority given to bishop-level believers.”

“… … .”

As soon as he finished his words, hundreds of priests who had been praying together raised their heads in unison and looked back at him.

An inorganic gaze that gives goosebumps.

However, despite the attention that the meaning was unknown, the priest spoke quietly.

“It seems that the Advent of the Apostles succeeded with a very high probability.”

“I never thought he would have made it that far in that demonic city… … We lost a precious talent.”

The man who was walking behind the priest with his hands behind his back let out a sigh.

Thick glasses and delicate looks. A nervous atmosphere more like a scholar or researcher than a religious priest.

“I thought about it when I worked with the warlock who wanted the power of extinction, but there are a lot of strange people in that city.”

The man thought of the image of Craig Tillian, the warlock he had lent his hand to.

the end of the open sea. Among them, Craig’s idea of programming the preservation information of the extinct Acrotriniers and recreating the shape inside the artificial realm left an impression on the man.

I liked the arrogance of trying to interpret the doctrine of God in a completely different way, so I lent my strength, but it ended in a tragic ending because of the activities of a freelancer named Van.

He hadn’t even thought that the person who prevented the advent of the apostles this time would be the same person as the wizard at that time.

“Well anyway, if there is a vacancy in the position of an apostle candidate, it will be necessary to elect a new missionary.”

The complexion of the people who were praying inside the temple turned pale at the man’s words.

The man smiled as he looked around, not caring about the chilly atmosphere.

“Since there are many brothers gathered here, shall we select one missionary from this place?”

“I’m sorry, but… … .”

One of the priests, who was dripping in a cold sweat, managed to squeeze his voice.

“Isn’t this church’s southwest branch established to observe and manage the Balkans as well as the Dominion and Volcanic Zone?”

“Keep talking.”

The priest’s face turned bluish at the words of the man adjusting his glasses, but the dice had already been cast.

The Akmun Priest desperately tried to persuade the man.

All the other priests who knelt around the blue crystal stared at him eagerly.

“In addition, I was recently assigned the task of looking at the trends of Machine City Makina… … . If the priests of the temple participate in missionary ceremonies, the entire branch may be paralyzed… … .”

There is no hesitation about serving the gods of the open sea. The environment in which the priest grew up was too harsh to be shaken by the word fanaticism.

But becoming a missionary by participating in a missionary ceremony is a completely different story.

The word candidate candidate sounds good, but in reality, it is no different from a ghost who has lost even his own body and only remains with his mind, coveting the bodies of others.

There was no one who welcomed the process of metamorphosis, which was completely free from morality and common sense as life.

However, the man responded with a calm face even after hearing the priest’s protest.

“Brothers. Listen carefully. Priests can be brought in and replenished anytime, anywhere. It is not so difficult to gather the light of faith under clear evidence that God exists.”

“… … .”

“However, missionary responsibilities cannot be left blank for even a moment. I hope everyone understands what I mean.”

At the same time, a faint glow from the man’s hand fell onto the white marble floor of the temple.

“Oh no… … !! please!!”

“Help me, I don’t want to die!!”

“Aaaaaaaaa!!”

Hundreds of priests cried out and shed tears, but the man ignored them and turned his back.

As soon as the man left the temple, warriors in pure white clothing appeared behind him and closed the temple door.

The missionary’s election ceremony is the process of exchanging the lives and bodies of hundreds of people, leaving only one will.

The manpower consumed in the process is not a problem at all.

The important thing is to elect a missionary as good as Walter Martinez and to succeed in the apostolic consciousness that may be possible in the future.

“Aaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!”

A desperate scream resounded inside the temple. A fight to the death where pieces of meat are torn to shreds.

The fishy smell of blood spreads intensely beyond the door and wets all directions.

The priests who still survived desperately scraped the door of the temple down, but the warriors who blocked the door did not budge.

“I’m so sorry.”

The man muttered as he looked up at the night sky.

“If things had worked just a little longer, another new apostle could have been born… … . Things don’t go so easily.”

“Isn’t it meaningless to you?”

A woman following him like a shadow asked.

“The one who has already completed the work of missionary work and has been given a new body is looking for a new brother because of what he regrets.”

From her point of view, it is natural that the man’s lamentation is incomprehensible.

In the end, unlike Walter Martinez, who failed to survive as an apostle, the man was one of the special forces that stood tall as the main axis of the church after completing his missionary work a long time ago and being given the body of an apostle.

Unlike most of the apostles who became inactive due to their own fanaticism, the man who actively continued outside activities and spread the church’s influence here and there was a unique figure even within the church.

“Gillesne, that is such an ignorant word.”

The man smiled and turned his head.

“Because you have received the will of the end and become an apostle, it does not mean that you have completely cut off ties with the world. It’s more appropriate for monsters like the Ascendant.”

“then… … .”

“Rather, vaguely, I can feel the sense of the sea in which they float… … You will hate the world that binds you.”

As he said that, he slowly turned his back and placed his hand on the door of the temple.

“That’s why we need more brothers. In order to walk a tightrope between madness and reason for a long time, you must not destroy yourself.”

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

The last cry resounding inside slowly fades away, and the scent of blood, which had been spreading endlessly outside, cuts off unnaturally.

He muttered as he slowly opened the door while contemplating the inside of the temple where not even the slightest breath was left.

“But again, I don’t know. Perhaps that itself was Alkaid’s wish… … .”

“… … .”

Hundreds of bright red handprints on the other side of the door. Not a single one of those who have fallen is left with a fingernail.

A sight so terrifying that even the warriors holding on to the door were startled.

“I have no choice but to do my best so that I can see the end of the world until the end.”

The man smiled as he said that.

A six-sided mountain with no human form left.

A spiritual body twisted in a puddle of blood was just blooming into a splendid flower.

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