Drug-Eating Genius Mage
Chapter 740

Genius Magician Who Eats Medicine Episode 740

Low Flight (8)

“… … Right.”

Lennok, who had been silent while holding the key, turned his back to the man.

A being who watched all the situations going on inside the ruins before Lennok did.

An aristocrat who holds the title of Duke of Kavahim, and a person with physical abilities who has reached level 8.

The only man who can call himself the owner of the citadel.

“Was that the Grand Duke of Kavahim?”

The Grand Duke of Kavahim, Jillian, whom the clown had been looking for so long, was located in the ruins of the Colossus Corps.

And that too, as if someone was restraining them, with their limbs held in heavy restraints.

However, Jillian waved her hand in annoyance at Lennok’s words.

“Oh, don’t call me by that name. Did anyone still know me that way?”

“… … .”

“If you’d rather call me a mercenary, call me a mercenary. It would be better if I had to put an unassuming position in front of it.”

Clap!!

At that moment, the restraints binding Jillian’s limbs fall off.

It was as if he recognized Lennok’s existence belatedly and released the archduke’s restraints.

coo!!

Contrary to what it looks like on the outside, the weight must have been considerable, and the restraint ball fell and made a tremendous roar.

Its weight is so great that you can feel the momentary faint vibration of the ruins.

Could it be that he was hiding his presence by lying flat on his back with a restraint gear that heavy?

But Jillian didn’t seem to want to get up even after her limbs were free.

On the contrary, he just stared at the fallen restraint ball with a casual look on his arm.

“Ah, the intruder came in and the restraints were released. It’s annoying to move… … Can’t you just turn it off on your own?”

“… … .”

“Anyway, the items in this ruins are said to be impossible to use without my permission, as I am bound to the Colossus Corps. But I have no intention of giving it to a thief, so just go.”

Lennok looked at Jillian with a puzzled expression and asked.

“There were rumors that he was lazy and dissolute, but it doesn’t seem like he was wrong. Do you think it will come out like that at this point?”

“X. What do I know?”

said Jillian, yawning.

“I just hate annoying things. It seems a bit noisy outside, but that’s none of my business.”

Jillian, who was lying on her stomach and scratched her stomach, laughed.

“To be honest, I’m not really interested in you either.”

“… … .”

“Then just quietly put down the stolen item and run away. Then I won’t care if you live or die here.”

Wouldn’t he be angry with Lennok for trying to steal the key, saying that this whole site is a place where belongings of his comrades were collected?

Answers and reactions that seem completely uninterested in what goes on around them.

‘There must be a reason why your face didn’t show up in all organizations, including Blue Eye. In the first place, the situation and the nature itself… … .’

Jillian’s name itself was also heard by Lennok during Operation Hanghasa Labyrinth.

I heard from other observers that many of the strong people belonging to the Blue Eye were busy with their own work and could not join the Labyrinth.

He didn’t know much at the time, but after meeting the Archduke himself, Lennok seemed to understand why this man hadn’t appeared to Cheong before.

Lazy disposition to the extent that it is difficult to understand why he even lends his name to Cheong’s eyes in the first place.

The karma as a watcher is also, in effect, an outsider who only has his feet crossed. He probably has no interest in the lighthouse keeper’s mission.

‘how will we do it… … .’

I hadn’t assumed this kind of situation when listening to Sabrina’s explanation of the operation.

That’s probably because she didn’t know much about the Colossus or didn’t understand that the key was a piece of property tied to the ruins.

But Lennok had no intention of giving up the key at this point.

It is absurd to give up the plan after reaching this point by splitting busy time with the creation of the Magic Tower, writing thesis, and research.

Lennok was lost in thought as he touched the key with his gloved hand.

‘The power on the key isn’t just a simple spell. It’s more like a curse if you ask me.’

While talking with Jillian, he secretly inspected the key and figured out what was preventing him from reading the box.

The appearance of Jillian tied to the ruins. An explanation of the need for permission. Even that heterogeneous attitude that seems completely unmotivated.

Possibly forced bondage, or restraint close to a curse, regardless of the will.

Wouldn’t it be right to see that Jillian is also tied to this place like other ‘stole items’ in this historic site?

Apparently, the relationship between the Kavahim dynasty and Gillian seemed to be more complicated than what was known, but Lennok focused more on the curse on the key.

‘The ruins of the Giants. corpse of a giant. The spirit of the dead. The most efficient medium to resolve this kind of curse is… … .’

Unfortunately, as Jillian said, it was most likely that she had the solution.

For an amicable solution, we need to stimulate Jillian to some extent and make him take action himself.

A war mercenary affiliated with the Colossus Corps. It may be that you have to compete head-on with a high-level physical ability.

But even knowing that, Lennok slowly turned the mana in his body and immediately began to organize his thoughts on the spot.

It doesn’t pay off at all, but there’s an electrocuted idiot I left behind on the way home.

If you use that useful punching bag well, you should be able to handle the task with ease even if you come out a little wild here.

“well. I think a little differently.”

After thinking that far, Lennok smiled and replied.

“The mementos of comrades you speak of. These are useless stolen items that would not have been kept here if it had not been for the status of a grand duke.”

“… … what?”

“I don’t care what kind of thing it is or what value it has. What do you think establishes the contradiction of attaching meaning to the past but distrusting itself?”

Lennok shrugged as he looked at Jillian, who was silent.

“It seems to me that you are dependent like a child on that insignificant grand duke’s position that you yourself are degrading.”

[wow. It hits really painfully.]

The provocation was so sharp that Agnetta, who was listening from the side, stuck out her tongue.

And feeling that way was no different from the grand duke lying flat in the distance.

Jillian’s eyes, who were staring at Lennok with a drowsy look, suddenly had an illusion of sparks.

“good. You mean that?”

thud!!

As Jillian scratched her head and stood up, the roar of the entire mountain of weaponry collapsing rang out.

Barefoot lightly on the ground, he grinned at Lennok.

“It was a pretty good provocation for a thief. Honestly, it’s more because it’s not very wrong.”

“… … .”

“I will kill you myself. Is that what you wanted in the first place?”

oh oh oh… … !!

The moment the Archduke takes a step forward, the air around the site revolves around him.

Magical power twisted from beneath his feet wrapped around Jillian’s body and jumped up, transforming into a gigantic demon-like form.

Gillian tilted her head, stretching her right hand toward Lennok while standing with her shoulders slightly twisted.

“Let’s see if your skills are as sharp as that mouth?”

‘Attitude… … .’

But Lennok focused more on the posture he stood than on Gillian’s eerie declaration.

According to Lennok, Jillian is a high-level physical person. He is a warrior who has mastered handling his body to the limit.

Why did he open his palms and raise his mana instead of rushing at Lennok?

long range projectile. Or a powerful slash equivalent to that.

The possibility of going beyond the space itself and reaching it cannot be ignored.

In the worst case, you might be able to allow an offensive attack before you even know you’re hit.

That moment when Lennok quickly simulated dozens of situations in his head and quietly pulled out a magician.

Jillian’s presence began to grow exponentially.

The illusion that the existence itself becomes infinitely huge. That moment when Lennok frowned at that sense of incongruity inside the mask.

Microcosm of the inner world: Giant soldier

[Cheonbung (穿崩)]

The grand duke’s hand spread out in front of him swelled dozens of times, and he smashed Lennok’s model into the common wall of the ruins.

Kwaaaaaang!!!

The joint rock wall of the site collapsed and a huge forearm protruded from the other side.

The ceiling and floor of the castle shook violently, and debris flew up and down.

Cuguaguagua… … !!!

Jillian, who walked out of the collapsed debris in an instant, returned her huge arm and looked the other way.

A cold sneer spread across Jillian’s face as she checked the bottom of the crushed barrier.

“One reaction is that you are as quick as a rat. Is that speed coming out without knowing about my power?”

“Cool… … !!”

Leaning between the piles of rubble, Lennok let out a light cough.

Remove the pile of stones and debris that was holding on to the magician and stand up. Lennok asked, adjusting his mask.

“Normal… … It’s not a microcosm. I don’t think it’s just a matter of expanding the body.”

The advance that Jillian showed just now is not at the level of simply growing and extending her own arm.

As if the giant’s arm had been there from the beginning, it only appeared explosively.

Its speed and mass simply crushed Lennok’s defenses and pushed the model back.

A mass hundreds of times that of an ordinary human, and an explosive force that allows him to wield it as he wants in an instant.

Conversely, Jillian also seemed to have confirmed the lineage of Lennok’s technique in that moment.

“Operator? I’ve seen them on the battlefield from time to time.”

thud!!

said Jillian, taking a step forward.

“All of them are clever and capricious bastards. But for the most part, the ability was useful.”

“… … .”

“Shame on you that you are wasting that rare talent on nothing but stealing.”

“I’m not stealing because I want to. If the owner doesn’t even come close to the stall, there’s no room for negotiation.”

Lennok laughed when he said that.

“Or have you ever thought of a deal?”

“Oh, that’s good.”

Jillian grinned.

“I’m thinking of getting paid for your poor life, don’t you mind?”

At the same time, Jillian swung her left hand like a whip.

Inner World Microcosm: Colossal Arms

[Whirling (揮落)] The

explosively enlarged forearm of the giant shattered even the walls of the remaining ruins and scattered the shock to the underground stairs.

Deude Deuk!!

Cracks were formed on the outer wall, so it crumbled as it was, revealing the scenery outside the mountain range in an instant.

However, Lennok avoided Jillian’s slash with blinking and rather approached him.

“The microcosm development speed is staggering, but once you read the direction, avoiding it isn’t difficult.”

Wedge!!

Beneath Lennok’s shadowy robes, the obsidian mask shone sharply.

As I pounded the air like a piano, magicians extending from my fingertips raked sharply all over the place in an instant.

Dozens of magicians wriggled like living snakes and rushed to bind Jillian’s limbs.

“Let’s see if it’s possible to become a giant even with the limbs tied?”

“Hahaha, you really don’t have a coward!”

Jillian also started waving her arms in a frenzy at the movement of the sad magician.

Whoo!!

Even without using the image of a giant, the physical strength of the person with physical abilities remains the same.

A shot so fast you can’t even see your hands properly. A strong wind blew the stone dust and dirt away.

Papababat!!

He read all the movements of the magicians moving in different trajectories, grabbed them with his bare hands, and pulled them.

In an instant, solid red lines were etched on the skin and blood flowed through the palms, but he focused on breaking Lennok’s head.

The momentum of the warrior pushing forward while smiling like crazy without caring about his body was truly terrifying.

A laugh so mad that I couldn’t stand it without ripping Lennok limb from limb and inhaling his flesh.

It is a contradictory and violent reaction to the extent that it is suspected that the initial lazy and lax attitude is a defense mechanism to hide violence.

It wouldn’t be strange for a moderate user of magic power to be overwhelmed at the point of facing that momentum.

However, Lennok completely ignored it and focused on manipulating the sorcerer right in front of Jillian.

Cheer up!!

By manipulating hundreds of magicians at the same time, exquisitely adjusting the trajectory and power, the gap with Jillian is thoroughly maintained.

An exquisite sense of distance that is too close to use giant form, but too far to strike with bare hands.

Jillian also instinctively senses it and pushes forward vigorously, enduring the wounds.

Cuguaguagua!!

In an instant, let’s swing the arm while bouncing the arm with dozens of blood lines as if it were annoying.

The outer wall of the ruins, which had become a mess, was swept away like a storm following his will.

Kwaaaaang!!

The old long weapons piled up under our feet were scattered as if they were exploding, and the ground and walls shook with the impact in all directions.

Even in the midst of the head-shaking shocks that burst out in succession, the magician’s tension was increased to the limit and Jillian’s strength was received.

Kirik… … !!

Using the indiscriminate muscular strength and reflexes of the physically capable person in reverse, he manipulated it into a magician and swung it like a puppet with a thread cut off.

The moment when the magician, overlapping in dozens of layers diagonally on the ceiling and floor, was entangled between Jillian’s fingers.

Cheer up!!

Dozens of magical thread were added to Jillian’s forearm in succession, tying the arm to the ground and pinning it.

“Something like that… … !!”

In an instant, one arm was driven like a stake, and the moment Jillian gritted her teeth and gave strength, the entire earthshaft began to shake.

Woooo!!

It wasn’t just at the level of cutting off magicians, but an overwhelming sense of weight, as if using the entire nearby landmark as a support.

Feeling that, Jillian looked up at Lennok with an absurd expression.

“you… … .”

No matter how careless Jillian was, it was absurd to stop his movement from the front.

Only then did Jillian’s eyes change as she realized that Lennok was no ordinary sorcerer.

“He’s not an ordinary thief. Where did he come from?”

“well?”

Lennok smiled and raised another hand.

At that moment, one of the giant’s corpses, which had been standing on the wall of the ruins as if they were stuffed, began to move slowly.

coo coo… … !!

A bizarre body movement, as if forcibly raising a dead body and manipulating it.

The moment Jillian recognized it, her eyes widened for the first time after losing her composure.

“It seems your comrade wants to answer for you.”

“What is this… … !!”

The corpse giant’s palm hit the Archduke’s back as hard as a rat cannon.

Woooooooooo!!!