Genius Wizard Takes Medicine [EN]: Chapter 1174

The outermost edge of the undeveloped district of the giant city of Balkan. A blue field stretched to the horizon.

Various weapons, numbering in the hundreds, were haphazardly stuck into the unkempt grass.

Amidst the countless weapons, a woman with disheveled hair and a youthful-looking young man were fighting.

Clang!!!

The long, curved spear shafts collided and bounced off each other.

The woman kicked the young man’s leg, who was retreating with a cold sweat, causing him to collapse.

“Kuh…!!”

Despite momentarily losing his balance, the young man, with surprising reflexes, parried the spearhead falling above him.

The hard spear shafts slid against each other in the air, creating fierce sparks.

Clang, clang, clang!!!

A series of ultra-fast exchanges continued over a dozen times in the brief moment he fell backward.

However, the young man’s resistance ended the moment his wrist, which was holding the spear, was stepped on and twisted.

“You stupid bastard.”

Thud!!

Peisha, stepping on Wayan’s wrist with one foot, muttered with a contemptuous voice.

“How many times have I told you not to swing the spear with your wrist strength?”

“No, wait a minute…!!!”

“If you don’t listen, you deserve to get hit.”

There was no reply.

Before Wayan could say anything, the blunt spear shaft struck his entire body like a club.

Thwack, thwack, thwack, thwack!!!

“Ugh! Ack! Ouch! Kyaaak!!”

Wayan’s miserable figure, with blue bruises appearing all over his body in an instant, was accompanied by bizarre screams.

Lenok, sitting in a gazebo on one side of the meadow, sipped his tea while gazing at the scene.

“I might have to intervene if his condition gets any worse.”

[Ugh…]

Davie asked in a horrified voice.

[Do organic beings only learn things through such barbaric methods?]

“Your center of gravity is a mess, you bug.”

Peisha glared at Wayan with eyes that seemed to look at a bug.

“I told you to use the weapon freely, not to distribute your strength freely.”

“No, how am I supposed to do it when I’ve never used a spear before!!”

Wayan screamed and rolled around on the grass.

“I’ve mostly used tonfas [a type of martial arts weapon] while working as a mercenary!!!”

“Don’t talk nonsense. Kyunroe said you’re extremely close to being a sensory type.”

Crack!!

Peisha, stepping on Wayan’s neck with one foot, gave a ghostly smile.

“If you’re someone who relies entirely on your innate senses, you should be able to handle any weapon freely, even if it’s your first time. Are you trying to mess with me right now?”

“No, the sensory type thing wasn’t me, it was Ban who said it arbitrarily-”

“Hey.”

Wham!!!

Peisha’s spear shaft slammed down next to Wayan’s head, creating a small crater in the grass.

Wayan, whose neck suddenly felt empty, swallowed hard with a pale face.

Peisha looked down at Wayan with a terrifying expression as if she would kill him.

“You know, you moron. I hate it the most when a weakling talks back to a strong person.”

“…Hic.”

“If that crazy mage said you’re a sensory type, then you’re a sensory type. Why don’t you know your place? It makes me want to kill you.”

“……”

At that moment, Wayan’s expression changed to serious.

It was probably because he knew that the harsh words Peisha was throwing at him were, in the end, piercing to the core.

“Kuh…!!!”

“Be grateful to that mage for the rest of your life, you idiot.”

Peisha laughed as she watched Wayan force himself to stand up, enduring the pain.

“If you were in my legion, I would have cut off your head and hung it on a flag without this kind of training.”

“……”

Wayan didn’t answer anymore.

Instead, he grabbed a sword hilt that was randomly stuck in the field and slowly raised his magic power.

Wayan, breathing heavily and calming his breath, raised his sword with a pale face.

“Hoo… Let’s do it again. I’m ready.”

Seeing that, Peisha also raised the blunt spear shaft she was holding.

“One weapon per exchange. Keep switching and hold out.”

“……”

“If you make the same mistake as before, I’ll smash your head, no matter what Kyunroe said.”

Wham!!!!

Peisha and Wayan collided once again, and Wayan was sent tumbling to the ground miserably.

But in the midst of it, he grabbed a crooked sword that was stuck at an angle, parried the incoming spear attack, and pulled out a short spear to defend the lower part.

Peisha thrusting her spear with tremendous speed, and Wayan quickly shaking off the weapons he was holding and parrying.

Thud, thud, thud, thud!!!

“Ugh…!!!”

Behind Wayan, dozens of weapons were flung away, scattering in all directions.

Peisha’s cruel hand, ignoring the screams of agony, relentlessly beat Wayan’s entire body.

Behind Lenok, who was watching the two sparring, a refined male voice echoed.

“Tower Lord. Have you been well?”

“Azlan.”

Krode Azlan, the guardian of the Turyeon Gate and an 8th-level spear master, was smiling as he looked at Lenok, wearing a pure white robe.

“You look a little better than the last time I saw you. I’m glad.”

“…It’s because I’ve been receiving more medicine than I need from all over the place.”

Lenok gave a wry smile.

The mysterious ‘small group’ formed around the Blood Lord was surprisingly helpful.

Was it because each individual was a talented person capable of supplying rare knowledge or materials from all over the continent?

Or was it simply because Lenok had been too negligent in this kind of health care?

Either way, Lenok did not deny that his condition was a little better than during his health checkup.

“I thought it wouldn’t mean much, but it turns out it’s not ineffective. I should consider trying extreme measures.”

“To those who follow the Tower Lord, the Tower Lord’s health is more important than anything else.”

Krode nodded.

“It’s a happy thing that their worries and concerns have borne fruit.”

“I didn’t know that my colleagues in the tower were so concerned about my health.”

“Even if they don’t say it directly, I think they’ve always been concerned.”

Krode, stroking his chin, spoke in a slow tone.

“I dare say, Tower Lord, you are too flawless, which makes you look more unstable. I think everyone vaguely feels it.”

“……”

It was quite a complicated feeling to hear such a story from someone else’s mouth.

If Krode, a born warrior, felt that way, perhaps other colleagues might have similar thoughts.

“In a few days, Felix and others will also be visiting this place for training.”

Krode, who naturally stood as a guardian in front of the gazebo where Lenok was sitting, said.

“It’s a piece of land in the undeveloped district that was purchased in the name of the Turyeon Gate, and it’s been abandoned without a caretaker for a while. I think it’s sufficient to use as a training ground while the Magic Tower is under construction.”

“Yes. It doesn’t seem bad.”

“So, did you come today to see the young man that Count Grisburn is training?”

Krode turned his gaze towards Wayan, leaving Lenok, who did not answer.

“I don’t know about other talents, but his responsiveness is truly astonishing. I understand why the Tower Lord occasionally checks on him.”

“Wayan’s responsiveness is among the top I’ve seen among all superhumans.”

Lenok replied.

“Because it’s a talent that’s developed so extremely in one direction, it’s possible that it could bloom in a special form.”

“In that case…”

“But the reason I came here today is not because of Wayan.”

Thwack!!

At the same time as Peisha kicked Wayan in the solar plexus, Wayan’s body floated up and rolled across the meadow.

Wayan, unable to even stand his ground, was pushed back and rolled, hitting his head on the gazebo pillar where Lenok was sitting.

Thud!!

“Cough…!!”

Wayan, convulsing and groaning, met Lenok’s gaze with blurred eyes.

“B, Ban…”

“Wayan.”

Lenok called Wayan in a calm voice.

“Why did you make that decision in the last exchange?”

“Huh, uh?”

Wayan, who was coughing and struggling to raise his upper body, widened his eyes at Lenok’s question.

Lenok, looking down at Wayan with a calm expression, asked.

“You didn’t avoid Peisha’s leg even after seeing the angle at which it was rotating. Can you explain why?”

“Well… I don’t really know.”

The young man, leaning against the gazebo pillar and momentarily pondering, answered with a sullen expression.

“I felt like if I dodged there, it would become more dangerous… I think I felt something like that…”

“So?”

“But when I thought that, I couldn’t figure out how to parry it, so my hands got tangled… Cough!!”

Wayan, clutching his solar plexus and coughing dryly, was in a miserable state.

Lenok, looking down at Wayan, said in a flat voice.

“You’re right, Wayan. If you had dodged the kick, you would have been hit in the jaw by the spear shaft coming from a blind spot and passed out. Peisha was planning to end the training with that attack.”

“……”

“Your judgment was correct in the end, but because there was no basis for the process of reaching that point, you couldn’t trust that judgment.”

Lenok, putting down the teacup he was holding, looked down at Wayan with a cold gaze.

“Even if it’s trivial, all judgments must have a basis. There must be a reason even in the moment when you have to make an irrational choice. Only that consistency will make you not hesitate for a moment.”

“Cough!! Th, that’s…”

“The reason you can’t keep that principle is because your responsiveness gives you too much information. It’s because you can’t control and adjust it yourself.”

“……”

“If controlling and adjusting your responsiveness is difficult, and if it’s hard to balance judgment and intuition no matter what you do-”

Lenok asked in a casual tone.

“How about trying the opposite?”

“…The opposite?”

The moment Wayan, with a blank expression, repeated those words,

A blunt spear shaft slammed down on the back of Wayan’s neck, making a gruesome sound.

Crack!!

“Ugh…!!”

“Oh, for fuck’s sake.”

Peisha, who was standing behind Wayan, who had instantly rolled his eyes and fainted, spat and turned away.

She brushed back her disheveled hair, and even threw away the spear shaft she was holding, then turned her gaze sharply towards Lenok.

“Kyunroe. What are you looking at like it’s so fun?”

Peisha, grabbing a water bottle placed in front of the gazebo and gulping it down as if she would crush it, glared at Lenok with bloodshot eyes.

“Did you come to laugh at me for training a clueless dog because of you?”

“Your paranoia is a disease at that level.”

Lenok asked leisurely, leaning against the gazebo.

“How is Wayan’s training progress?”

“I don’t know what nonsense you’re talking about. You were the one who handed that brat over to me.”

Peisha gave a sinister smile.

“You should have known from the start that everything except his unnecessarily sensitive responsiveness is a mess.”

“……”

“Besides his instantaneous reactions based on responsiveness and his reflexes based on unconsciousness, there’s nothing to see. Rather, the moment he starts thinking, his hands get tangled and he loses his basics.”

Peisha tilted her head, looking down at Lenok.

“It’s faster to just tear out half of his brain so he can’t think than to correct it through training. Give up.”

“Hmm, tearing out half of his brain…”

“…Tower Lord?”

Krode and Peisha looked dumbfounded at Lenok, who seemed to be seriously contemplating.

“That crazy bastard… I’m just saying! Anyway, mages are really unpredictable. I wonder what they’re thinking about in their daily lives.”

“No, Wayan’s growth is delayed because of his excessively high responsiveness.”

Lenok said, looking at the unconscious Wayan.

“It’s not his fault, if you have to say it. Rather, if he had less responsiveness, Wayan would be much stronger now.”

“Ha.”

“He probably knows it himself. It was Wayan who asked Felix about you and requested training.”

“That’s exactly what’s disgusting and annoying.”

Peisha’s eyes gleamed.

“That pathetic bastard dares to think he’s similar to me and tries to compete. What do you think you can achieve with that kind of clumsy thought, that if you’re a sensory type, you might learn something?”

“……”

“In that respect, that dull-witted birdbrain is better. At least that idiot knew what he was lacking.”

“Comparing Felix and Wayan is meaningless for both of them.”

“Kuh-ha, you’re talking like that again.”

Peisha’s lips stretched out like a ghost as she glared at Lenok’s calm face.

“You have a strange tendency to be unusually lenient towards bugs that don’t even reach your toes. You try to forcibly recycle trash that you don’t even need to care about.”

“……”

“Pathetic sympathy. Imitated humanity. Do you feel better after putting on such a hypocritical show?”

“I’m not forcibly taking care of or paying attention to anyone. There are others who can do that.”

Lenok stared at Peisha with a blank face.

“And, in the first place, if you base it on talent, neither you nor Wayan feel much different to me.”

“…What?”

“Ahem.”

Peisha’s expression twisted, and Krode, who was standing guard next to her, coughed as if trying to hold back a laugh.

Peisha’s face soon turned bright red as she belatedly realized the meaning of Lenok’s words.

“You son of a bitch…!!!!”

But even while spewing out curses, Peisha couldn’t deny those words and her hands trembled.

It was probably because she knew better than anyone that comparing the talents of others was meaningless to Lenok.

The difference in talent between Peisha and Wayan was, in the end, the same as not existing in front of a greater standard.

Lenok ignored Peisha’s violent reaction and turned his gaze.

“Not everything is determined by innate talent. What’s important is what you desire and yearn for… the direction of your will and desire.”

Lenok said, looking at Wayan, who was wriggling as if trying to regain consciousness.

“I think Wayan’s desire to become stronger is genuine. I also know that he has suffered from the imbalance of his innate talent.”

“……”

“I don’t know if he can do it or not, but I know his desperation to at least have a chance.”

Lenok, getting up from his seat, smiled at Peisha.

“So, I’ll ask you for a while. Seeing Felix’s growth, it seems you have a talent for teaching someone. Just do it to the point where he doesn’t die.”

“…That’s an incredibly arrogant thing to say.”

Peisha laughed.

“You, with that much talent, act like you understand the hearts of ordinary people. What do you know, you monster?”

“……”

Lenok didn’t answer.

Krode was also deep in thought, as if he was repeating Lenok’s words in his mind.

Peisha, who hesitated for a moment at Lenok’s unexpected reaction, clicked her tongue and turned her head away.

“Damn it, what kind of ridiculous request is that… Is that why you came all the way here?”

“No. It wasn’t Wayan I had business with.”

Lenok turned his gaze.

“It was you who I had business with from the beginning.”

“What?”

“Ethan Bajur has returned to the legion. There will be a parade soon to commemorate him.”

Lenok asked, looking at Peisha’s stiffened expression.

“I’m planning to go see him before the parade starts, and I’d like to hear your opinion. Would you like to come with me?”