Genius Wizard Takes Medicine [EN]: Chapter 1030

The vast church stood, its messy, collapsed grounds clearly visible. Unlike the still-noisy earth, the magnetic field spread across the sky was utterly serene. The church, built on the vast prairie, was surrounded by tombstones densely packed around it. This area, belonging to the undertaker, symbolized a quiet rest that did not waver in any storm.

Crack!!

Lenok flung open the church door, entering the chapel with a sharp flash of lightning. He straightened his disheveled robes, burning the cigarette he had been holding with lightning and evaporating it. The mage, still crackling with blue electricity all over his body, looked as if the aftermath of the battle had not yet subsided.

The undertaker, standing in the center of the chapel, and Oliviera, who had been confronting him, turned their gazes at the same time.

“……”

The undertaker silently stared at Lenok with an unreadable expression. Oliviera, who had recognized Lenok, also sharpened her magical eyes but did not speak first. A strange silence fell, as if the right to choose in this situation was with Lenok, now that the situation had become a mess due to Torburn’s intervention.

It was understandable, since it was Lenok who had killed Anathema and gotten involved with the Torburn Magic Tower Lord, but—

“Hoo……”

Lenok let out a soft sigh, calming the magic power that was boiling up inside him. The afterglow of the lightning that had been spreading from his whole body gradually subsided, and soon it became quiet. The sound of the chapel, which had become quiet in an instant, was almost deafening.

Should he be angry at the nobles’ recklessness, or should he start by discussing who was responsible for this incident? But Lenok had already decided where to start this matter again. After a long silence, Lenok raised his gaze and spoke quietly.

“Let’s take care of Anathema’s funeral first.”

“……”

[……Tenacity.]

The expressionless undertaker and Oliviera called out to Lenok as if surprised. But Lenok ignored their gazes and stared at the coffin placed in the chapel.

“I will settle everything after the ceremony is over.”

[…….]

“I also have questions for you nobles, so cooperate with the funeral until then.”

The visit of the central nobles for Anathema’s funeral. The intrusion of the Torburn Magic Tower Lord. The guardian spirit beast’s devouring of the magnetic field. Unbelievable things had happened simultaneously, but Lenok did not forget what he had to prioritize right now.

The important thing was that the nobles of Ars Nova, whom he had hardly been able to meet, had come to Lenok now. It was the fact that he might be able to hear information about the destroyed Ars Nova from them. Anathema’s name was an extremely rare and contradictory cause not bound by [prohibition] on this continent.

Therefore, while Anathema’s funeral was being held, he might be able to get answers about the affairs of the central city. At that moment, the undertaker, who had been silently staring at Lenok, opened his mouth.

“This generation’s ascension candidate has quite a lot of patience.”

“What?”

“Even after transcending a hierarchy, you still haven’t let go of yourself?”

The emaciated undertaker turned towards him, and the difference in height was about two heads. Before he could fully feel the pressure from the tall, thin figure that was well over 2 meters, he spoke.

“It was almost inevitable that Anathema would lose to you.”

“……”

“I was going to ask the killer where his death went between coincidence and inevitability… but there’s no need to anymore.”

After saying that, the haggard man closed his eyes on the spot. He ran his thin fingers over his face and spoke quietly.

“If you are ready, take out the ritual items. I will now begin the domain of the Funeral Ship Returning to the Sea.”

A reaction as if Lenok had the authority to start the ritual. The moment Lenok was staring at the man with a blank expression at his indifferent remarks without any explanation.

“Just put some of Anathema’s remains in the coffin.”

A languid female voice echoed from the upper part of the chapel.

“Cyrus will take care of the rest. That’s his role as an undertaker.”

“You are……”

A woman with thick glasses and a robe, with disheveled hair. She was leaning on the railing, looking this way with a sleepy expression. One of the presences he had felt immediately after entering the church. The owner of the presence that was extremely faint among them.

Was this woman with the relaxed atmosphere also one of the nobles of the central city? Oliviera, who remained in the domain, would not be unaware of that woman’s identity. Oliviera, who noticed Lenok’s gaze, added.

[Jutiya Heiberg. The scribe of the center. The last remaining recorder among them.]

“……Heiberg?”

[She was once the one who managed all the ceremonies and minutes of meetings held in Ars Nova.]

“Oh, are you explaining that much?”

The woman called Jutiya gave a subtle smile at Oliviera’s words. She slumped down on the steps of the chapel and tilted her head towards him.

“You’ve changed a lot, Oliviera. You weren’t originally such a kind person to others.”

[You’ve become more talkative.]

Oliviera, who retorted to Jutiya’s words, replied coldly.

[When you were the scribe of the Council of Destiny, you were a much more docile servant than you are now.]

“……”

Jutiya Heiberg. A noble who served as a scribe of Ars Nova, responsible for recording and organizing. It didn’t match her appearance, but Lenok could tell that her words were not false. A strange sense of incongruity that did not seem like a human was clearly felt from her as well. She was just disguised as an ordinary human, but she was a creature born as a different species from the beginning.

“I saw you fighting Torburn. The ominous rumors circulating on the continent weren’t exaggerated.”

Jutiya said, slowly blinking her eyes.

“It’s not strange that the apostle slayers fight like monsters, but I never thought you could face Akendrias head-on.”

“……”

“Although your personality is a bit strange, you are one of the few humans in the center who could be a match for him, assuming you use a magnetic field. It seems that the rumor that you overwhelmed Anathema was true.”

“……That’s.”

Lenok tried to answer, but then just closed his mouth. Akendrias El Torburn’s magnetic field was the power to endlessly expand the range and target of the domain by electrifying the surrounding materials. If there were materials to electrify around him, and if he continued to receive power for the domain through them, there would be almost no transcendent who could defeat him.

If the domain was activated to its limit, theoretically, it would not be inferior in firepower compared to any transcendent Lenok knew. If it weren’t for the existence of the guardian spirit beast, the fight wouldn’t have ended so futilely. But even that seemed to be a reason for Jutiya to raise her evaluation of Lenok.

“It doesn’t seem like you killed Torburn, but what did you do at the end to subdue that crazy old man so easily?”

[It seems that the commotion has already spread, even though the cartel’s business district was emptied in advance.]

Oliviera said, as if she had suddenly remembered, with her arms crossed.

[It seems that the rumors about your fight with Torburn have already spread throughout the city, so come up with a suitable excuse for the motive and result of the fight.]

“……An excuse.”

Did they not see the guardian spirit beast devour Torburn’s magnetic field at the last moment? Even if they were central nobles, they could not have peeked at what happened inside Lenok’s domain from the outside. But Lenok did not understand why the guardian spirit beast had devoured Torburn’s domain either.

‘It didn’t dismantle it, it just absorbed it. The power of Ouroboros alone wouldn’t work like that.’

The magnetic field Lightning God Flower Garden was a very powerful domain effect that Lenok also found difficult to guarantee victory. Since it was a domain that had reached the extreme of property change that electrifies matter, Lenok also thought that he could minimize the damage by receiving it within the domain.

The reason why the guardian spirit beast was able to devour the Lightning God Flower Garden, ignoring such output or destructive power, was not due to the battle being decided by the superiority of power. It was highly likely that it was the result of being devoured by some kind of compatibility. Does the guardian spirit beast, born based on the Ouroboros magic system, have an extensibility that Lenok is unaware of? No, in the first place, it was the first time that the guardian spirit beast had come forward to protect the magic tower since that fat dragon was born.

Jutiya, who had been staring at Lenok, who was lost in thought, stepped back with a languid smile.

“If you don’t want to talk about it, it can’t be helped. Come to think of it, wasn’t Akendrias the strange one for always rambling about his lightning?”

“It seems you’ve known the Torburn Magic Tower Lord for a long time.”

“Don’t even mention it. He was a person who went around the continent like a madman looking for a successor.”

Jutiya shook her head with a sleepy expression.

“If he saw potential in you, he would have tried to pass on his magic or position to you by killing someone here.”

“……”

An accurate guess as if she had watched Lenok and Torburn’s conversation right next to them. Well, it didn’t seem like that lightning-crazed old man would have acted politely in front of others. If he had been preaching the superiority of electric magic everywhere, it was understandable that others would react like this, but—

It would be a priority to achieve his immediate goal now.

“What is the ‘legacy’ hidden inside the destroyed central city?”

“……”

“Is something left in the destroyed city really a solution directly connected to ascension?”

[Tenacity.]

Oliviera called out to Lenok at his question that unhesitatingly hit the core, but he ignored it. Lenok stared coldly at the coffin placed in front of the undertaker.

“I need to confirm whether Anathema’s cause is necessary to hear that answer.”

If they were nobles who were born in Ars Nova and enjoyed glory, they would know how the city was destroyed. No, in the first place, it was certain that they were still in this world because they had survived the destruction of the central city. Why the end of the Black Consumer Project led to the destruction of Ars Nova.

If the secret that could not be spoken due to the prohibition on the project could be solved with Anathema’s cause, he might be able to hear the secret of that day directly from the mouth of a central city noble. But Jutiya did not show any particular reaction even after hearing Lenok’s question.

“Hmm.”

She just slowly lowered her head with a troubled look.

“You really aren’t affected by the prohibition at all. If it were someone else, their head would have exploded and they would have died on the spot.”

“……”

“It can’t be explained by simply saying that you weren’t born in that era.”

Jutiya, looking at the silent Lenok, rested her chin and pondered.

“There was a reason why Akendrias was more interested in you than I thought. Is there a very special curse involved in your birth or origin?”

“Enough with the meaningless speculation. Just tell me if you can answer my question or not.”

“If you know about the prohibition, you would have heard how dangerous it is to hear and speak about it.”

Jutiya replied, reaching out into the air. She tapped the air with her hand, as if touching an invisible screen, and said.

“But it’s also true that you are qualified… it’s a difficult problem. In the end, it’s difficult to know the standard without trying it yourself.”

“Standard?”

“Because those who know about the contents of the prohibition inevitably share information.”

Jutiya said casually.

“If you’ve already entered that boundary, I might be able to tell you some of the facts I know.”

“……”

“It’s not a certain problem. After all, the prohibition is not a golden land, but a restraint created by great failures. Apart from knowing how it works, it’s impossible to know which part it will react sensitively to……”

Jutiya, who was staring at the air with a thoughtful expression, said.

“But this is also a rare opportunity, so shall we try an experiment?”

Tap!!

The moment Jutiya tapped the railing of the chapel and turned her head, her figure was in front of Lenok. A movement that could not be detected at all from her languid and tired-looking atmosphere. While Lenok frowned at the sense of incongruity as if the distance had been shortened by editing space, Jutiya, who reached out her hand towards Lenok, said.

“Give it to me.”

“What?”

“Anathema’s remains. Any body part.”

Jutiya nodded.

“You said you wanted to test it, right?”

“……”

Considering the meaning of testing the prohibition, what she had to do from now on would not be something she could take lightly. As a noble of the central city, she would not make useless false statements on this topic, but her attitude was too casual. It was so hard to grasp the true meaning of her calmly asking Lenok for Anathema’s remains. But even as Lenok thought that, he reached out his hand towards the subspace.

Click.

Anathema’s finger, with blue blood slowly dripping from the cut surface. Even if there was a waste of it here, it was worth paying for the cost of testing the prohibition. Lenok thought so and placed Anathema’s finger in Jutiya’s hand.

“Hmm, Armas Anathema. So this is what you looked like when you died.”

Jutiya, who held the finger in one hand, looked at it carefully. Skin that looked unclean at first glance, with blue scales and goat hair mixed haphazardly. She casually fiddled with Anathema’s finger and said.

“The blessing of the Undergod. Among the powers of the outer gods, it is excellent as a vessel because it is solid, but it requires a physical transformation close to remodeling.”

“……”

“Anathema himself had already mastered dragon magic, so the backlash would have been even more severe. Did he want to return to reality even in this form?”

“You……”

“If he couldn’t return to his human form and was banished from reality, he would have wanted to hold the hand of a failed savior. I understand.”

A response that was far removed from the feelings or sensibilities of ordinary humans. But what piqued Lenok’s interest was the information about the outer gods that Jutiya casually mentioned. Jutiya’s monologue, which accurately recognized the blessing and talent given by the Undergod, one of the ends of the outer sea. Whether the power of the Undergod was that well known, or whether the knowledge Jutiya possessed was special.

While Lenok was frowning, Jutiya, who was holding the finger, shook it and said.

“I’ll tell you in advance, this means that I will take responsibility for this matter. Torburn is a special case, but I don’t want to act so arrogantly towards outsiders.”

“……”

“Because your consent was needed to bring the magnetic field Funeral Ship Returning to the Sea to the sky above the outskirts of Balkan. Originally, etiquette is based on mutual cooperation-”

“Your digression is long.”

Lenok, who had his hand on his robe, said.

“Can you prove that your words are worth that much?”

“Well, okay. Shall we start right away?”

Jutiya said, smiling and raising Anathema’s finger.

“The reason why Ars Nova was destroyed due to the failure of the project is because the final goals pursued by the two cities were the same.”

“……What?”

Jutiya’s direct words, which came in without any time to prepare. Lenok, whose face hardened, quickly turned his gaze, but Jutiya’s languid voice did not stop.

“The ‘adjustment’ that was attempted in Ars Nova failed in a more complete form in the Black Consumer Project.”

Crack!!

At that moment, a sound of something breaking from Jutiya’s head, and a nosebleed flowed down.

“As a result, the older and more transcendent side ended up taking all the backlash of the failure.”