Genius Wizard Takes Medicine [EN]: Chapter 744

The two figures were forcibly ejected, shattering the entire domain deployed by the clown. Their presence, having escaped the fortress and soared into the sky, rapidly faded at an incredible speed. Not only was it astonishing that they used their own mental imagery as a tool, but the madness of using the domain’s recoil itself as a means of escape was beyond belief. Naiyab, realizing he had been completely manipulated in this absurd, unrealistic, and one-sided contest, shook his head with a bitter smile. [They escaped. Their traces are already gone. It’s been a long time since I’ve been so thoroughly outmaneuvered.] “Their presence hasn’t completely disappeared yet,” Jillian muttered, tearing apart the bundles of magical power spread around him in annoyance. “I’ll gather the troops and start the pursuit immediately. All knights, rearm and assemble in front of the fortress gate-” “No, it won’t work.” At that moment, a calm female voice echoed from behind Jillian. A woman with her eyes closed, leaning on a staff, walked towards them. The woman, accompanied by only a few attendants, turned her gaze towards the sky with her eyes still closed. “What Artren Kizard used was a forced ejection from a specific space using the domain’s penalty. He is an apostle who exploits the distortion of the Geas [a magical contract or oath], but if it’s a gamble thrown by such an illusionist, the calculations are already finished.” “……” “It’s highly likely they’ve already escaped the mountain range, and even if we start the pursuit now, we’d have to move non-stop to the border to make it meaningful. It’s practically impossible.” “Who are you?” “My name is Marisa Fesfield.” She said, bowing her head while leaning on her staff with one hand. “I was once an explorer of ruins, and now I am a surveyor who has accepted the role of a Watcher from the Azure Eye.” “A surveyor…” “I was in the middle of making adjustments to draw on the authority of the lighthouse, so I was late in greeting you. Originally, I was planning to start work on repairing the barrier to contain them, but…” “It’s fine. In the first place, the barrier on the fortress wasn’t even a security measure I set up myself.” Jillian muttered, but he was more preoccupied with the ones who had just disappeared than with Marisa. The manipulator called Victor, and the illusionist who called himself a clown. Their personalities and abilities were completely different, but both were terrifyingly skilled. Their combat abilities, which toyed with the Kavahim knights who were thoroughly trained in superhuman combat, and their unique and deadly techniques that far surpassed them. Their ability to instantly combine their means and cards, and their judgment to produce the best results on the spot. Even the Archduke himself, despite giving his all, had his blood stolen in an instant by their combined attack. Although Jillian had been tied up in the ruins of the giant corps for a long time, it was undeniable that the series of battles were completely in their favor. Such monsters were teaming up and moving in Pandemonium, which meant they were confident they could escape no matter what happened. Considering that, chasing Pandemonium now would likely be a waste of time. “Ha, damn it… this has become troublesome. At this rate, I’ll end up getting another lecture from my brother.” Jillian, quickly accepting reality, scratched his head and released his giant form, stepping down to the ground. He glared at the spot where Lenok had disappeared in annoyance, then slowly turned his gaze behind him. “So, you’re the guests who came to see me this time?” Marisa and the other Watchers, along with the sorcerers assisting Naiyab of the Order of Mages, stood facing each other in the center of the ruined giant’s fortress. The distance between the Azure Eye and the Order of Mages, who had tacitly tolerated each other’s presence during the battle, had rapidly widened. Everyone was aware that the two forces had returned to being rivals the moment Lenok was lost. The giant’s fortress, ruled by Jillian. A bidding war to use this strategic point as a forward base. Things had become complicated due to the huge variable that shook the entire board, but the real goal was still here. The first to step forward was the Order of Mages. One of the sorcerers wearing a hood dragged his battered body and stood with difficulty in front of Jillian. Removing his thick robe, he revealed himself to be a young woman who looked younger than Marisa. She bowed politely with a smiling face and said, “Uncle. Have you been well?” “Ah… are you my brother’s daughter?” Jillian asked, looking at the princess with a puzzled expression, and she nodded. “Fourth Princess Jusa Kavahim. I offer my belated greetings to the Archduke here today.” “My brother has so many children that it’s hard to remember their faces. When did you join the Order of Mages?” “His Majesty always graciously allows us to enjoy various experiences in the world.” The Fourth Princess, without showing any sign of Jillian’s indifferent attitude, replied with a smile. “I happened to form a connection with the Order and joined, and since then, I’ve been working here with the Sixth Prince. That’s also why I came here today.” Only then did Jillian, with a look of annoyance, turn to Naiyab and mutter, “I wondered why you were still here, so you redirected the summoning ritual to the princess. You’ve taken out a useless insurance policy.” It would have been difficult for the sorcerers of the Order of Mages alone to maintain Naiyab’s summoning, but the reason Naiyab remained even after the death of the Sixth Prince. It was possible because another Kavahim royal hidden among the sorcerers had taken over the summoning ritual. The Archduke seemed more interested in the reason Naiyab remained than in the appearance of the princess. However, the Fourth Princess continued to speak in front of Jillian, who was scratching his ear. “The Order never treats its benefactors and business partners poorly. In exchange for borrowing your fortress, Uncle, we can promise you more than you can imagine.” [That is true, Jillian.] Naiyab, naturally accepting the Fourth Princess’s words, stepped forward. He, still remaining here in the form of a flickering flame, smiled kindly at Jillian. [Would you lend us your fortress for about half a year? This strategic point will be a great help to the Order in the upcoming war.] “War? Who are you at war with?” Jillian asked with a puzzled expression, and Marisa approached to explain. “The Order of Mages is currently facing a major war with the Guideo Cult. They want to reorganize their front lines and consolidate their forces for that.” [Watcher. It would be best not to interfere in the affairs of the Order.] Naiyab pressured Marisa with a sharp look. A red sphere spun in his hand again, starting to lash out at the Watchers within his range. [Please understand that the way to get ahead in a competition is not always through fair bidding and transactions.] A calm declaration of murder, as if he would kill Marisa and the other Watchers right away. However, Marisa, knowing this, calmly retorted. “Are you saying you’re going to kill us in front of Jillian?” [You may not know, but Jillian was my comrade who fought alongside me in the unification war a long time ago.] Naiyab said with a smiling face. [A minor discourtesy, such as spilling the blood of foolish people at the negotiating table, wouldn’t bother him much. Wouldn’t you agree?] “Ha, a guy who didn’t even contact me after the war is now acting like we’re close…” Jillian scoffed, but he didn’t seem to have any intention of stopping Naiyab. Whether it was the Azure Eye or the Order of Mages, if he had been interested, he would have talked to them already. He had received the title of Watcher in name only, a hollow honorary position that wouldn’t have existed if it weren’t for his connection with the Heavenly Eye. It didn’t matter if the two forces fought each other now to determine their superiority. An Archduke who had spent his entire life on the battlefield might be more accustomed to this kind of approach. Naiyab had noticed this and quickly started a show of force by pressuring the Azure Eye first. However, Marisa, having clearly read Naiyab’s intentions, did not back down. “We’ll have to test our skills to see who the truly foolish one is. If you plan to waste your strength before the war with the cult, I won’t stop you.” At the same time, the collapsed inner wall of the fortress that had fallen behind Marisa exploded. Kwaaang!! A young man appeared, casually destroying the fortress wall. But surprisingly, his magical power and presence were as strong as Jillian’s in this place. Kugwagwagwa!!! Just by walking towards them, a force that seemed to crush all the surrounding scenery could be felt. It was clear that he was not just a powerful and outstanding superhuman, but an overwhelming presence that had surpassed a level. The Fourth Princess’s face stiffened, and even Jillian turned his gaze towards him, momentarily surprised. Jillian, frowning as he stared at the young man’s face, belatedly realized his identity and asked with interest, “You… are you those twins from earlier?” “Order of Mages. If you’re thinking of fighting, let’s start.” The young man, sweeping back his hair, glared at Naiyab with a fierce smile. “We said we’d fight here to decide who gets to make a deal with Jillian, right? I’m ready.” [Ho, Watcher. That technique is…] Naiyab also finally recognized that the presence he felt from the young man belonged to the two of them and his eyes gleamed. Dual resonance complex mental imagery of transformation and synchronization techniques, super fusion. The 8th level extreme fusion body, where Pio and Gio synchronized to forcibly raise their level. Goooooooo…!!! Just standing there created an illusion as if the entire space was distorted and twisted. The Fourth Princess tensed up and began to draw on her magical power, and the other sorcerers also prepared for the unfinished battle. “Okay. I’ve decided.” Jillian, who had been yawning with his hands on his hips, nodded. “Marisa, was it? Contact the granddaughter of the Heavenly Eye.” “Yes? Then…” “The sixth lighthouse. Let’s hear the details of that proposal and then decide.” “Uncle?!” [Jillian. What on earth are you thinking?] The Fourth Princess called out to Jillian in a flustered manner, and Naiyab turned his gaze with a stiff expression, but he didn’t care. “No, I don’t really have any special thoughts. When I was fighting that sorcerer earlier, the Watchers were much more helpful.” “That’s because the sorcerers of the Order aren’t allowed to use their power recklessly without your permission…!!” “Besides, this side has a direct representative of the Azure Eye. On the other hand, Naiyab. What the hell is your situation right now?” [……] Jillian grinned as he looked at the silent Naiyab. “If you wanted to talk about old ties and comrades, you should have at least come in person. Thinking about it, that sounded a bit unpleasant.” “J-just for that reason, you’re making a decision that could affect the central situation…” The Fourth Princess muttered with a bewildered expression, but Marisa, on the contrary, understood what kind of person Jillian was after hearing those words. He was born with the noble blood of the Kavahim royal family and possessed the outstanding and chosen talent to reach the 8th level. But his personality was no different from that of a mercenary who lived day by day. The fact that he had decided to side with the Azure Eye instead of his own flesh and blood, the Fourth Princess, was a purely impulsive decision based on the situation he was facing and his memories. That was only possible because the fusion body of Pio and Gio met the minimum standards that Jillian had in mind. He understood the criteria of good and evil, right and wrong, but he made decisions based entirely on his immediate thoughts and judgments. In other words, he was not a good or kind person. But Marisa, knowing this, bowed her head politely with a pleased expression. “I humbly express my gratitude for the Archduke’s decision. I will immediately provide guidance on the relevant matters.” The moment the young lighthouse keeper she served stepped forward to save the world, the Azure Eye had to become a standard that transcended good and evil. The Order, the warlords, the corps, the magic towers… and countless transcendents and long-lived beings who craved the salvation and destruction of the world. The influential figures currently dominating the central continent were not those who were bogged down by right and wrong and failed to do what they had to do. They were just madmen who trampled and swept away everything around them, moving forward only in line with their own goals and standards. Recruiting Jebek Yanikus Barbaria as a Watcher was a manifestation of that intention and determination. And Marisa was prepared to follow Lapis’s decision to the end. “Then, may we move to another location to discuss the details?” Even if that resolution led in a different direction than the ending she had in mind. * * * The edge of the mountain range where the giant’s fortress was located. The scenery of lush vegetation faded, and a side path next to an old road spread out across a wide meadow. Under the grass, something pulsed and wriggled as if it were throbbing. After pounding for a while as if trying to break through the ground, it finally broke through the roots of the bushes and gasped for breath. “Puhah!!” A young man with half of his makeup peeled off, covered in dirt, poked his head out. The clown, looking around, discovered Lenok sitting perfectly fine right next to him and laughed in vain. “No, if you were watching, you could have helped me.” “Wasn’t it your ability that led the escape? Rather, I should have been the one receiving consideration,” Lenok retorted, tapping the side of his mask. “I never thought you’d pull out such an insane domain. If the order had been slightly wrong, you wouldn’t be here.” A crazy method of determining the ability by spinning a roulette with nine domains and dozens of blanks. He could not directly choose the desired domain, nor could he freely select the ability that was manifested. Even the domain that was manifested could only have penalties, a self-magnetic domain of the clown filled with risks and gambles. It was a power only possible for a madman who risked his fate on the variable of luck. But the clown surprisingly agreed with Lenok’s words. “Yeah, well, that’s true. Actually, I think you’re not wrong.” The clown smiled, only his head poking out of the ground. “But isn’t it okay if it’s fun?” “……” Lenok scoffed at those words, but he didn’t bother to refute the clown’s answer. Because he knew that the roulette, with all its flaws and risks, actually had tremendous potential. Despite the low-quality choices and risks that blurred the eyes, and all the penalties. What did it mean to be able to use multiple domains depending on the result of the roulette? Lenok had already recognized that it was similar to his kaleidoscope. Of course, the clown’s domain could not choose the desired branch or possibility like Lenok. The ninth section was the worst option that instantly killed the caster, and if a blank came out, it was a loss greater than using the domain. It was just an ability that relied entirely on luck and chance, with no guarantee that the desired ability would come out when the roulette was spun. But even so, the fact that he was using his mental imagery without dividing it into several abilities showed how special and unique an illusionist the clown was. The pirate roulette used to escape the fortress, and the principle that it had no activation ability and only penalties, was the same. A self-magnetic domain of the 4th level that could not exist in the first place. Therefore, its composition, scenery, and abilities were endlessly crude. But the fact that he could use a self-magnetic domain allowed to a 7th level at the level of a 4th level made it possible to guess the potential of the clown’s domain. If used well, it was a power that could produce more unconventional results than anyone in the Demon Realm, a wild card. “Illusionists can’t stand accepting anything as it is. That kind of rebellious mindset can manifest like this.” “I don’t know. That seems more related to the Geas you’re overusing than illusion.” Lenok scoffed. “Isn’t it because you can’t control your mental imagery due to the backlash of messing with the levels?” During the well of the compendium, Lenok learned how the clown was able to use illusion without going insane. He was tricking his own level, using illusion to mess around, and deliberately lowering his level to distance himself from the backlash of madness. “Hehe, that’s why I hate perceptive sorcerers.” The clown said, giggling at Lenok. “If it weren’t for you, I would have ripped your mouth off a long time ago. Secrets are the life of an illusionist.” “That’s none of my business.” The moment Lenok said that and got up, brushing the dirt off his robe. “Oh? Then can I also confess what I found out this time?” “What other nonsense are you going to-” “No, Victor, you’ll find it interesting too. Actually, I heard the conversation you had with the Watchers earlier.” Quietly watching the cold obsidian mask, the clown whispered. “I think I’m starting to figure out who you are.”