Genius Wizard Takes Medicine [EN]: Chapter 270

Kwaang!!

As the gate was smashed, Manson and Chen dashed inside without hesitation.

Behind them, Lenok walked in slowly, gathering his hands and wielding his magic power.

Fzzzzzt!!

He grasped dozens of thick currents of electricity that leaked from between his fingers, compressed them, and then detonated them.

The dazzling light that burst from between his horizontally placed palms swept across the Eight Shields’ mansion’s front yard and spun around.

A compressed explosion technique that detonates and resonates dozens of [Bolt] and [Chain Lightning] common magic spells at once.

Creation magic of the lightning element: Multiple Synthesis.

[Thunderclap Dispersion]

Tzzzzzzzzzz!!!

The light that burst from between his palms contained immense heat and transformed into a massive plasma mass.

“Kkyaaaaaaak!!”

“I-It’s an enemy attack!!”

“Is it war! Evacuate the Lord immediately!!”

Tatatatang!!

Lightning flashed everywhere, and the randomly leaping electricity began to burn and smash the mansion in all directions.

A technique that reverses the properties of space to one’s advantage without deploying a magnetic field.

Lenok silently watched them, leaving the masses of electricity that seemed as if they could be grabbed at any moment scattered around him.

Considering Lenok’s actions so far, this was rather unusual behavior.

Manson, who was leisurely watching the scene from behind, asked,

“Weren’t you going to kill them all?”

“Why bother?”

Lenok replied.

“What we’re doing now isn’t about how quickly we finish. Rather, the goal is to leave a lingering threat and cause unrest on their side.”

Walter Martinez, a bishop and missionary of the Guiding Order.

For such an outsider to receive high-level treatment in the citadel, it’s highly likely that he chose the identity of a proxy, just like Lenok.

If so, which family would he have chosen to seize the identity of a proxy?

It’s unlikely to be the Eight Shields, who were pushed out even among the alliance of families centered around the One, but Lenok’s actions this time would be enough to raise alarm among the families.

“If we stir up each of the other families, we’ll get a rough idea of the situation.”

As Lenok said that, something jumped out of the mansion’s window and landed on the ground.

Kuuuung!!

“Stooooop!!!”

A slender, white-haired middle-aged man.

A tall old man, nearly 2 meters in height, strode into the manor and shouted roughly.

“What a disgrace, against a single mage!!”

The magic power contained in his booming voice was considerable.

It was hard to believe that he was from the most despised family among the Eight Families.

“They haven’t even shown any intention to fight properly yet…!! I’ll have to retrain you all from the beginning!!”

Chen turned his gaze away, looking displeased at the old man’s continuous scolding.

“…Come to think of it, no one has died yet. Did he deliberately control his power?”

“This much show of force should be enough.”

Lenok said leisurely.

“Wouldn’t this be an appropriate greeting to have a rational conversation with each other?”

“Well, that’s…”

There’s no need to mention how twisted the mindset of a mage who has spent nearly three years in the shadows of Vulcan is.

However, contrary to Chen’s thoughts, the old man who claimed to be the head of the Eight Shields quickly resolved the situation and brought the three of them into the front yard of the Eight Shields.

Knowing that the three of them had the will and capability to confront a family, was he trying to buy time until his warriors regained their senses?

“…”

Of course, it was inevitable that he would give a cold stare to the ruffians who had smashed the gate and ransacked the front yard.

“I heard that two proxies had come, and I wondered if the One or the Two had contacted us… but it was just the messengers of the losers.”

A faint smile appeared on the face of the family head as he looked down at Lenok and Manson.

It was a very faint emotion, but it was filled with nothing but mockery.

“What do the Six Spirits, who are nothing more than doormats for the other four families, and the fallen Five Rings think they’re doing? If the Three Spirits had started to make a move, I might have deigned to talk, but this is truly absurd.”

“…”

“I will acknowledge your will and forgive this incident. If you have anything to say, finish it quickly and get out.”

Lenok looked up at the family head, who was sitting on the porch of the mansion.

Forgiveness. It wasn’t an easy word to grant to the person who had smashed the gate and ransacked the mansion’s courtyard.

He was hiding his true intentions with a strong demeanor, but he probably wanted to avoid further damage caused by Lenok here.

However, he had no intention of backing down here without seeing the Eight Shields’ proxy directly.

“I want to take over the proxy authority you have.”

“…What?”

“If you don’t intend to participate in the game, hand over the justification you have.”

Lenok said.

“Before you wither away, I’ll create a decent game again.”

“You’re out of your mind.”

The family head scoffed at Lenok’s words.

“What reason do I have to listen to you?”

In the position that determines the internal power of the citadel, the proxy is a being who represents the will of the family.

If that qualification were handed over to the Five Rings, the Eight Shields would become nothing more than spectators until the Lord is decided.

Normally, there would be no reason for the Eight Shields to grant that request.

Kwaaaang!!!

Everyone thought so until a lightning bolt fell from the clear sky and struck the mansion’s spire.

Everyone gaped at the precise control of power that completely reduced the top floor of the five-story mansion to ashes.

Lenok asked.

“Can I ask again?”

“…”

Silence fell.

The family head was unable to answer easily.

If Lenok had politely requested a conversation instead of using force from the beginning, would he have been able to get this kind of reaction?

Having entered the citadel under Ban’s name, it was necessary to push forward firmly in the necessary areas.

Lenok was well aware of that fact.

The family head, who had been desperately lost in thought, smiled wearily as if he had realized something.

“D-Duels between proxies are strictly prohibited until the Lord’s decision. Surely you’re not thinking of breaking the citadel’s rules here…”

“I know.”

“If you’re going to break the rules and force your way through… what?”

As Lenok said that, he tapped Chen on the shoulder, who was standing next to him.

“So, instead of me, this friend will face your proxy.”

“…Wait a minute.”

Chen, whose face had turned pale, turned his stiff neck.

“I’m hearing that for the first time here.”

“Hojer!!”

The head of the Eight Shields, who had been listening intently to the conversation between the two, shouted immediately.

Kuuuung!!

With that word, a burly young man walked out from beyond the shadows behind the porch.

The young man named Hojer, who had completely stripped off his upper body, was well over 2 meters tall.

The broad shoulders and the solid flesh piled up on both sides made one guess his strength.

Hojer, who was holding up a heavy club that was bigger than his height, strode forward and began to glare at the two of them.

Behind him, the family head, who was stroking his beard, said with a satisfied face.

“The proxy of the Five Rings wouldn’t go back on his word.”

“…”

“Instead, if we win, you will be responsible for the safety of our family. Do you agree?”

As Lenok nodded, Hojer stepped forward.

“Come forward, you bug.”

Hojer, who was breathing heavily, said mockingly.

“I’ll kill the bastard who hides behind the sturdy ass and scurries around here.”

With that, he slammed the huge club he was carrying onto the ground, and the courtyard shook greatly with a heavy roar.

Chen grabbed Lenok’s arm with a desperate look.

“Ban. Of course, I’m going to do my best in this matter, but… do we have a chance of winning?”

The aura of magic power emanating from Hojer’s body, with his thick flesh, was at a level that could not even be compared to Chen’s.

The Eight Citadel, where the best warriors from the shadows of Vulcan gather.

Hojer’s achievement, who is a direct descendant of the Eight Families and claims to be the proxy of the Eight Shields, has reached level 6.

A rank that can unleash a military-level performance with his own strength.

No matter how many times Chen had rolled around in the back alleys, he could not even compare in terms of practical experience.

If Chen were to lose here, not only would he fail to take away the proxy qualification of the Eight Shields, but Lenok’s reputation would also fall to the ground without any reward for having boldly started the game.

However, despite Chen’s reaction, Lenok smiled leisurely.

“Don’t worry. I put you forward because of the rules of the proxy battle, but you’re not the one who’s actually fighting.”

“W-What?”

Before Chen could say anything more, Lenok first raised his magic power.

His left eye flashed purple and began to rotate, and at the same time, he poured a stream of electricity into the crown of Chen’s head.

[Residual Thunder Body]

Fzzzzzzzt…!!

It’s easy to mistake it for a magic that simply enhances physical abilities, but its principle is much more complex than that.

It’s not an ordinary enhancement magic that exists in common magic, but it makes all sensory organs sensitive while not going against the flow of bioelectricity flowing in the body.

As a result, the amount of information poured into the user who has been granted the Residual Thunder Body is further increased, and this directly leads to the diversification of judgment and intuition.

Before Chen could properly realize the effect, the magic threads that stretched out from Lenok’s hand instantly grabbed his limbs and began to move them arbitrarily.

“I’ve been thinking about the manipulation system again after seeing that spider. Today will be a good opportunity.”

“What the hell are you talking about?!!”

As Chen let out a strange scream, his limbs moved on their own, and he pulled out two curved swords from his waist and began to dash forward.

A duel that started in an instant.

Chen, who had slipped past Manson and Lenok, moved towards Hojer, who had landed in the courtyard, and relentlessly plunged the curved sword blades into him.

Hojer immediately twisted his back, using the club he had slammed into the ground as a pivot, and deflected the blades.

Kagagagak!!!

“Hoo.”

It was said that a high-level warrior could guess the opponent’s skill with just one exchange.

Chen’s first attack was not only fast, but the timing and gap in which he penetrated Hojer’s defenses were almost perfect.

If he had tried to block it by simply raising his club, he would have been unable to avoid injury.

Only then did Hojer turn his face to Chen, and a murderous smile appeared on his thick face.

“It seems that you brought some decent warriors, even though you’re a mage. Good, let’s test our skills to our hearts’ content!!”

“F***…”

Chen’s low curse, as if he had given up on everything, echoed.

Hojer, who was holding the club with both hands and lowering his stance, and Lenok, who was holding the magic threads, moved their hands at the same time.

The two warriors twisted their bodies on the ground that had been smashed.

Kwagagagaga!!!

The flashes of light that flickered in front of them wildly crossed and rotated in the air, continuously dropping long cuts and heavy fragments in all directions.

“Uwaaaaa!!”

“Good momentum!!”

Hojer, who was receiving the curved swords with excitement, not knowing Chen’s feelings.

Only Lenok was properly grasping the entire situation in the middle of this wide courtyard.

‘It’s working much better than I thought.’

It was only for a moment that he witnessed Agneta’s manipulation technique, but Lenok was quite shocked to see her using spiderwebs like magic threads to interfere with even the human mind.

He knew that the manipulation system was in a very unique category among the techniques, but it was the first time he had directly seen the manipulation of magic threads being so precisely controlled.

A strange rhythm that he could feel because he had handled magic threads to some extent.

A sense of vitality as if the magic threads themselves were alive. A technique that he couldn’t even imagine being able to imitate with human emotions and senses.

While he intuitively knew that it was impossible to reach that level right away, Lenok, on the other hand, was able to recognize the potential contained in the magic threads.

‘It’s not just a matter of physical contact and manipulation. If I maximize the advantage of being able to freely capture and manipulate according to intention and thought…’

Someday, he might even be able to grasp and manipulate even invisible concepts.

Even if Lenok himself could not be sure with his knowledge and reason, if his senses and intuition were vaguely looking at it.

In order to look further ahead, he had to invest time in magic threads at this moment.

Wasn’t the puppet show he was putting on in the courtyard of the Eight Shields also ultimately for the sake of looking higher and walking forward?

“Okay. I’ve roughly grasped it.”

As he muttered, Lenok’s eyes shone brightly, and his ten fingers began to dance as if playing a piano.

The movement of the fingers was not important. At the same time as realizing the movement of the magic threads he was imagining in reality, he was finely adjusting the movement by tightening and pulling the magic threads connected to each of Chen’s limbs and muscles.

Uduududuk!!

Chen’s joints were exquisitely bent to their usable limits, operating and popping out in directions he himself did not know.

In response, the two curved swords in his hands were bent in directions far different from the direction of his body.

They were aimed at Hojer’s lower jaw and knees at the same time.

He desperately retreated, deflecting the curved sword that was approaching his face.

Chwaak!!

Surprisingly, the place where blood splattered was not near his jaw or knees, but near his side.

A single cut that deeply sliced into Hojer’s bare skin, which was protected by magic power.

At the same time as the curved sword aimed at his jaw missed, Chen’s body, which had suddenly dropped downwards, caused the curved sword that was heading for his knees to bounce up and cut Hojer’s side.

A strange phenomenon in which Chen and Hojer, who were directly engaged in combat, were simultaneously shocked by the result.

However, Lenok, who was designing all of this from behind, was focused on continuing to manipulate Chen without batting an eye.

‘It’s still not enough.’

He was not stopping at physical manipulation, but was craving the senses beyond that.

As he concentrated and swept up practical experience, the range of possible manipulations continued to expand as data accumulated.

‘I can reach further.’

Beyond the vision seen by his purple magic eye.

The magic threads tied to Chen’s limbs twisted in a spiral and began to change little by little.