Drug-Eating Genius Mage

Yeo Woon (5)

“Shall we move to another place?”

As he said that, he snapped his fingers, and in an instant, the shadow engulfed the two –

and only Myung disappeared from the spot.

“… … .”

As Lennok stared blankly at the remnants of the shadows, Myeong reappeared and grumbled.

“Damn it… … Can’t we just go a little more smoothly? You don’t listen to me because your magic resistance is unnecessarily high.”

Just now, Myung tried to cover Lennok with some kind of magic formula, but of course Lennok refused.

It would be impossible for an ordinary magician to even go against the will of the name, but Lenok’s bizarrely high target designation resistance ability nullified it in an instant.

“I’m a bit clumsy with this technique, so if you’re squeamish, it’s hard for me to use it too. It’s just going to a good place to have a good conversation.”

“… … good.”

Lennok pondered and nodded.

If he really intended to kill or subdue him, he wouldn’t have bothered to aim for a moment like this.

Cartel executive meeting. The fact that Myeong showed up at the crucial moment and overthrew the game was proof that Myung still had a strong interest in Lennok.

Above all, considering the technique he used at that time, there was enough reason to listen to the story.

As Lennok breaks his resistance, the shadow engulfs him again.

When the curtains were lifted, what appeared in front of Lennok was a spacious lounge with a panoramic view of the city.

“… … .”

An unknown restaurant in a very tall skyscraper.

The person who sat casually pulled up the seat by the window and gestured toward Lennok.

“sit down. Let’s talk while eating.”

“This… … .”

All kinds of food were already prepared on the table.

Myung immediately started eating as Lennok sat across from him.

He murmured as he roughly cut the steak and tossed it over his mouth.

“It’s a place I often patronize to entertain precious guests. It’s a restaurant run by an acquaintance, and the view is nice. Even the most rowdy guy seemed to calm down a lot when he came here.”

“Are you saying that to me?”

“I’m sure he’s a picky guy.”

Lennok stared blankly at Myung instead of touching the meal in front of him.

third encounter. But it’s the first time I’ve seen him closely like this.

Although he still couldn’t feel any momentum from that rogue appearance, Lenok clearly remembered how powerful and exhausting the spells were inscribed on his body.

Beyond being a mere high-level wizard, he is strong enough to have a conversation with Oliviera Lone Maze at eye level.

Lennok decided to ask questions right away.

A question you can never move forward without asking it.

“Are you learning the space-time technique?”

“Why are you curious about that?”

“you… … I’ve seen them touch on those concepts, albeit vaguely.”

At those words, Myung stopped mumbling meat and grinned.

“Come to think of it, they said they were asking for that type of magic as a reward. I thought they paid hard-to-find wages simply because they didn’t want freelance work, but they seem to be quite interested in reality.”

“… … .”

“Sorry, but you are wrong.”

widely!

He put down the knife in his hand, picked up the fork with his other hand, and began to inhale the pasta.

It looked a lot better than I thought.

“The things I showed you are just the results of bending my spells to the limit. As a result, although it is touching time and space little by little, it cannot be said that it is essentially manipulating it.”

Saying that, he thrust the fork in his hand toward the shadow cast inside the bowl.

“In the black magic system I learned, there is a method of combining shadows to increase the power of a spell or linking two different spells.

I reduced that concept to the limit and applied it to objects and life. as soon as… … Like this.”

Suuk-

The tip of the fork that went into the bowl protrudes from the shadow of the salt bottle in the middle of the table.

Is it to create a result close to space movement by specifying the location of the shadows in the two spaces and temporarily linking them through black magic?

“It would be difficult if the amount of magic power was not delicately adjusted considering the position and size of the shadow… … In addition, it will be greatly affected by the time zone.”

Myung smiled and nodded at Lennok’s muttering words.

“Accurate. After all, the size and area of the shadow will continue to change depending on the amount of time the sunlight or light source shines, so it is difficult to use it unless it is inside a building where sunlight does not shine.”

Myeong muttered nonchalantly, but Lennok remembered that Myeong used this magic on the street where people came and went.

For a magician of that caliber, calculating the amount of magic power to infuse into shadows that change in real time was not even a problem.

“But despite these tricky conditions, my magic isn’t much different from space-type magic when it comes to its effectiveness.”

Myeong said that and stared blankly at Lennok.

“What do you think the reason is?”

“Is it because space-time magic is actually very inefficient magic?”

“yes.”

Myung laughed sullenly.

“This is why I like talking to the same wizard. I mean, the words work well.”

“… … .”

Lennox had guessed to some extent.

For two years, he traveled here and there, dealing with all sorts of things, but all he got was a few space-type artifacts.

However, by dealing with such artifacts, you can learn to some extent.

Considering items such as the Pure Land Shinhan Declaration, a restraint method that takes a considerable warm-up time and consumes enormous magical power, you can understand the characteristics of space-type magic.

“Space-type magic eats up an enormous amount of mana as the space to be manipulated increases. They say it’s like setting fire to a sea of oil. It’s because you don’t manipulate space by bending the law, but you bend the law by directly manipulating space. It’s a completely different dimension from slightly touching space as part of black magic.”

“Are you saying that in return for holding space manipulation in your hands, you are consuming mana like water?”

“Not only that, but even learning low-ranking spells requires a level of spatial understanding comparable to that of a military mage. Even if you get a chance to learn rare magic, it’s easy to get caught up in your own talent.”

“… … .”

“How much more do you think it would be like if it was a time series magic that doesn’t even circulate proper information?”

Lennok was silent.

Myeong looked at Lennok with an amused expression, but continued to pick up and eat the food on the table.

“That’s why it’s been quite a while since old-fashioned wizards, including academics, abandoned their lingering attachments to the space-time series. After all, if you reach the point of refining the techniques you have learned to the limit and redefining the concept, you will be able to interfere with the two great gaps as a result.”

Was that the reason why other high magicians didn’t seem very active in finding space-time magic?

“Of course, if you can truly freely handle those two types of magic, even thinking about the inefficiency as a process will feel like a luxury… … It’s a realistic issue anyway. Finding a magic that is hard to find and hard to learn and abandoning the path you walked on is itself like an apostle to magicians.”

“Right. but… … .”

This story has nothing to do with Lennok, who is not bound by the yoke of the magic system.

Especially for him who goes beyond simply not being entangled and creates a system himself and establishes the law himself.

But Lennok swallowed those words instead of spitting them out.

Myeong is strangely sympathetic towards Lennok, but eventually becomes a member of Pandemonium.

In terms of reliability, this meeting itself was at the level of nonsense.

“Well, let’s do this lecture to juniors and talk about my main topic.”

At the same time as the empty dishes were put aside, a waiter appeared out of nowhere and quickly began to clear the dishes.

In an instant, two cups of coffee were served on an empty table, and Myeong sipped her coffee leisurely looking down at the city.

“Come into Pandaemonium.”

“… … .”

Silence passed.

Even after throwing out the shocking proposal, he was looking out the window casually.

Instead of replying, Lennok slowly turned his head and looked down at the city.

It is completely different from the bleak scene we faced during the battle with McQueen at that time.

The center of civilization crowded with people.

The scene of a lively downtown area that is chaotic and complicated, but makes you feel too naked to feel that you are alive.

“If you killed that stupid Apostate Monk, you’d be qualified, and if I had my recommendation, a simple test or two would suffice. It won’t be too difficult to get through. What matters is how much you really know.”

Myung turned and looked at Lennok.

“If you’ve already decided on an answer, these questions and answers won’t have any meaning.”

“That is a bit surprising.”

Lennok replied.

“You mean you don’t mind if I decline your offer here?”

“Ha ha ha!! of course. Did you really think that I would forcefully threaten you here?”

People burst into laughter.

“I know roughly what you have been doing in this city. There’s no way someone as meticulous as you would have followed me without making any preparations.”

“… … ”

“I also have no intention of obsessing over a single black junior. We don’t need a guy with no backbone who moves by someone else’s will. Even if it’s not, we… … . There are too many things to do.”

At that, Lennok couldn’t help but hesitate to answer.

It is also true that the conversations with countless people Lennok has met have helped him understand this world to some extent.

However, the man who is sitting in front of him and drinking coffee calmly is moving in a completely different direction from the people he has met.

Would it be wise to have a conversation with him on this subject?

Having seen a lot and been through a lot, Lennok never overestimated himself.

A wise man who realized the truth of the world is not a prophet who sees and recognizes everything.

He, like everyone else, is just a human being living the reality in front of him.

There was a high possibility that it would be an illusion that you would be able to continue the conversation on an equal footing with this man who seemed to be out of humanity.

If Lennok sympathizes with the idea of pandemonium through a conversation with him.

And if that’s not the right answer.

Lennok candidly admitted that he was afraid.

“I am afraid that what I am looking for may not be the right answer.”

“… … .”

“In fact, we don’t even know if there is an answer to the question. I’m not even sure if I’m qualified to answer this question and answer.”

Myeong quietly listened to Lennok with her eyes closed.

“It is unknown how far the meaning of the word “opening the sky” extends. Maybe you guys are looking at reality more properly.”

Ascension and opening.

Which side is closer to Cheon-Gyeon’s statement that the head of order bites the tail?

Lennok seemed to have a vague idea of what it meant now.

However, that is not because he finally reached the top with true qualifications and gave an answer, but because he is an outsider from a completely different world.

Was this all arranged from the beginning?

How far the three sentences I heard right before I opened my eyes in this world are connected.

Still no clear answer in sight.

So Lennok decided not to overdo it.

“I have no intention of cooperating with you right now. That’s all I can say.”

“… … good.”

Ming smiled faintly and slowly stood up.

“At least it’s clear that you’re not a total outsider. That is enough.”

A spacious lounge with only two people in sight.

Myung, who was walking toward the elevator at the end, turned his head toward Lennok.

“But the others won’t be as nice as I am.”

“… … .”

“If the head of Pandaemonium needs you someday, will you be able to refuse the offer?”

Lennok didn’t answer. I just silently endured that gaze.

Myeong smiled and turned her gaze to press the elevator button.

He murmured as he watched the numbers on the billboard go up.

“The more things you are carrying, the more entangled you are, the harder it will be to escape. No matter how strong your determination is, it doesn’t work as well as your heart. If not like me… … .”

I have no choice but to cut it all off.

“… … .”

The conversation between the two ended with an unforgettable word left in Lennok’s mind.

Did Myeong really want to bring Lennok into a pandemonium? Or did he simply want to talk to him?

Lennok did not know until the very end what the strange kindness in his actions meant.

The monster, whose intentions are difficult to guess, disappears in an elevator.

Only Lennock remained in the spacious lounge, looking up at the darkening sky.

Genius Wizard Who Takes Medicine Chapter 239

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