Genius Wizard Takes Medicine [EN]: Chapter 1118

After putting the train passengers to sleep, the Fairy Art Master of the Order of the Spell appeared.

And she spoke of a message left by the Lord regarding the Kundara incident.

“……”

However, before answering, Lenox stared intently at the Fairy Art Master.

A wide, blue robe. Bare feet, without shoes. A youthful face with a languid expression.

Even if she had just walked out of a mansion, she wouldn’t appear this defenseless.

“You’re not reacting much, even after I mentioned the Lord.”

The Fairy Art Master, noticing Lenox’s gaze, tilted her head.

“Ah, perhaps I needed a more formal approach to bring up this kind of story?”

“No, it doesn’t matter.”

Lenox gave a cold smile.

“There’s no point in expecting courtesy from a spellcaster who refers to the Order’s Lord like that. I was thinking about something else.”

The Fairy Art Master’s behavior, not showing any particular respect even towards the Order’s Lord, who was presumed to be an Ascendant [a being of immense power], was unusual.

He remembered that the Junction Spellcaster he met at the first gate also mentioned the Lord with a similar attitude.

As the name ‘Order’ suggests, there must be some spellcasters who cooperate with the Lord but are not loyal to them.

However, the reason Lenox didn’t respond to the Fairy Art Master’s proposal wasn’t because of that.

It was because he vaguely felt that the Fairy Art Master sitting in front of him wasn’t the real one.

“It has form, but no substance. It’s not something that exists in reality in the first place.”

“……”

“Are you wielding a power similar to some kind of spirit? Where did you come from?”

“Your senses are amazing. I came from the Spirit Realm.”

The Fairy Art Master took a drink from the beverage on the next table and sipped it.

“Due to the nature of my spell, I usually stay there. I rarely come out in the first place.”

Since she called herself a Fairy Art Master, the spell she wields must be related to fairies.

However, Lenox knew almost nothing about the concept of fairies, not spirits.

In the first place, there was no sign of anything around the Fairy Art Master.

Could it be related to the nature of the spell that allows the spellcaster to stay in the Spirit Realm?

“It was your spell that put the passengers in the cabin to sleep.”

“That’s right. But you……”

The spellcaster looked at Lenox and tilted her head.

“You’re much calmer than I expected. I didn’t get this impression from the rumors.”

“……”

“I heard you fought and won against Thousand, so I thought you’d be completely out of it. I didn’t expect you to be able to ride a train like a normal person.”

“What do you want to say?”

“Nothing. I’m just genuinely curious.”

The Fairy Art Master shook her head.

“Many spellcasters who are obsessed with fighting are so broken that they can’t even live normal lives. There are quite a few similar cases in the Order.”

“……”

“You’re being evaluated as the complete opposite of Thousand, so I was expecting someone similar to Chapman, but you’re unexpected.”

She shrugged and put down her drink.

“Thanks to that, I was able to pinpoint your location only after you got on the train. That’s why I had to move myself.”

If she only tracked his movements after he got on the train, then the Order doesn’t know about Lenox meeting Maleon.

If someone had been watching, there’s no way either Lenox or Maleon wouldn’t have noticed.

Lenox, leaning his chin on his hand, looked at the spellcaster.

“Judging from what you’ve been saying, you seem very interested in Thousand.”

“That’s not wrong. Did you hear that Thousand defeated Chapman at the first gate?”

The spellcaster nodded.

“I was watching it from afar.”

“……”

“I didn’t look into Chapman’s domain, but I saw how Thousand killed him.”

The Fairy Art Master, leaning back on the train seat, said.

“I also learned how dangerous the pyromancer’s power has become. Would it be a mistake to say that he’s become even stronger after losing to you?”

“Your introduction is long.”

Lenox replied coldly.

“I don’t have that much patience. Is that all you have to say?”

“Is that so? It doesn’t seem like it to me.”

The Fairy Art Master met Lenox’s gaze.

“It’s the Lord’s message. He asked me to convey his gratitude for the Kundara incident.”

“……Gratitude?”

“He said you would understand what it means if I said this.”

“……”

The Order’s Lord expresses gratitude for the Kundara incident.

Why the Lord would send such a message for what Lenox did.

What is the meaning of that message that he said he would understand without saying it?

The moment Lenox’s face hardened, the Fairy Art Master spoke.

“Anyway, the Lord said he could offer one favor in return. What I’m about to tell you is about that.”

“A favor.”

Lenox sneered.

“It doesn’t seem like the Order’s existence has ever been a favor to me.”

“As you know, a large-scale military parade is scheduled to be held in Deadrise soon.”

The Fairy Art Master said casually.

“Rumor has it that not only the active commanders stationed at headquarters but also retired former legion commanders will gather.”

“……”

“It’s almost certain that the purpose of the parade is to announce the return of the legion’s marshal, Ethan Bajur.”

Only then did Lenox realize that the Fairy Art Master’s information-gathering ability was far more impressive than he had thought.

Lenox had heard about the military parade when he spoke with Fourth Legion Commander Mirva after the first gate incident.

However, the Order already knew the schedule of the military parade and even the true, yet-to-be-announced goal.

It must be a result of the fairy spell she uses.

“The legion will send an invitation soon. It will be a gathering of envoys from all kinds of forces. This is the favor I’m talking about.”

The spellcaster stared at Lenox.

“If you want, I can arrange for you to have a private meeting with the legion’s marshal.”

“……”

“According to the Lord’s message, he seems to have made a promise with the marshal a long time ago. He said he could return it in your name.”

Only then did Lenox realize the meaning of the ‘favor’ the Lord was offering and fell silent.

A promise from the Order to arrange a private meeting with the legion’s marshal.

What it meant to offer that to Lenox as a sign of gratitude for the Kundara incident.

“You know what kind of place the legion is, right? You’ve already killed one of their generals, haven’t you?”

Was she trying to test him, knowing what Kyunroe had done in Vulcan?

The Fairy Art Master smiled languidly with an unreadable expression.

“If you’re from Vulcan, you must have a lot to say to the legion’s marshal. Wouldn’t it be a good opportunity?”

“Is it a schedule where you will accompany me directly?”

“I don’t know. It’s not confirmed yet.”

While Lenox was lost in thought, the Fairy Art Master answered languidly, resting her chin on her hand.

“I’m not a being born in this material world, so I get tired quickly if I’m away from the Spirit Realm. I think I’ll only know when I get there.”

“……”

He had heard about the legion’s military parade quite a while ago, but he had never confirmed his participation.

Similarly, he had never considered attending the military parade as Kyunroe.

However, Lenox knew that he had to participate in the military parade in some way.

The reason why the entire legion of Deadrise was gathering for a military parade.

It was because the return of their marshal, Ethan Bajur, who had been missing for a long time, was confirmed.

A being who had been resurrected after dying once.

The author who traveled the military city of Yorta and left behind the Ghostly Records [a famous historical text].

The marshal who leads the legion and the leader to whom the legion commanders pledge their loyalty.

And the son of Kaise Bajur and the father of Jenny.

There were many things he needed to confirm with him and many questions he needed to ask.

As Mirva Neosoto had said, he would have to participate in the military parade in some way to meet Ethan Bajur.

‘If the goal is to meet Ethan Bajur, it might not matter which way I go. But……’

The information he could get as Thousand and the information he could get as Kyunroe were likely to be vastly different.

Thousand, whom the legion is currently trying to recruit, and Kyunroe, who is vaguely leaning towards the Order.

It might be easier to approach through a friendly relationship with the legion as Thousand.

On the other hand, if he was thinking of hunting the Second Apostle with the help of the Lord, it might be better to accept the Order’s favor.

If possible, it would be best to use both identities to meet Ethan Bajur.

Even if he used an avatar, there was no guarantee that there wouldn’t be any problems in the middle of Deadrise headquarters.

Thousand and Kyunroe. The legion and the Order. Even the existence of Ethan Bajur and the Second Apostle.

The risks associated with each identity were so great that it was difficult to weigh any of them.

No, in the first place, it was hard to get a sense of calculating the advantages and risks of the two situations.

“It seems like you’re not planning to decide right away. Then that’s fine.”

The Fairy Art Master stared at Lenox’s face for a while before getting up from her seat.

“Since you seem calmer than I thought, I don’t need to get an answer from you here. Just give me an answer before the military parade.”

“Where are you going?”

“To pick up the Necromancer.”

The spellcaster yawned languidly and answered.

“He’s a strange guy, but his spell is definitely useful. I should retrieve him since I’m already here in Kundara.”

“……”

Was the Necromancer, whom he had left behind just before entering Kundara, still nearby?

But why didn’t the Fairy Art Master mention the subordinate spellcaster who had accompanied him?

“Then, see you next time. I hope we’re not enemies then.”

The spellcaster, who had stepped onto the cabin corridor barefoot while Lenox was lost in thought, said.

“It’s troublesome to make a strong mage an enemy, as is the case with Thousand. It’s even more so for the Order.”

“……”

Fzzzt, fzzzt……!!

At the same time as the Fairy Art Master walked down the corridor, light green cracks began to appear on her body.

With each step she took, the cracks on her body deepened.

Before she had even taken a few steps, the spellcaster’s body shattered into countless fragments of light and disappeared.

Fwoooosh!!!

“……”

Was that the power of the fairy spell that the Fairy Art Master had mentioned, which allowed her to travel between the Spirit Realm and reality?

What is the existence of a fairy, and how can a human travel back and forth between the Spirit Realm through it?

Lenox’s eyes, looking at the place where the spellcaster had left, sank deeply.

‘It seems closer to a blessing than magic or a spell…… Is it a kind of inherited talent?’

If it was a power that Lenox couldn’t understand with his intuition, then it was an ability far from magic.

It seemed to be a kind of power closer to a more primal function or mystery.

A sense of incongruity, as if she was using an inherited blessing to wield a spell that she couldn’t control.

If he had to categorize it, it would be similar to the primal magic that Maleon used.

‘I need to put more effort into spells that can evade surveillance. There are still many spells I don’t know……’

The Fairy Art Master said that she had watched Thousand kill the Junction Spellcaster, but Lenox didn’t feel any gaze while facing the Junction Spellcaster.

Evidence that ‘observation’ using fairy spells is not done in the usual way.

It meant that the spells handled by the Order of the Spell were being handled in a very special way.

Thinking that far, Lenox sighed softly and rubbed his face.

“……Is this the end?”

Even after the Kundara incident, the continent and the central front were busy without a moment’s rest.

Even in this moment of settling and reflecting, someone was anticipating and preparing for the next step.

Another journey ends, and he moves forward with new bewilderment.

Clunk, clunk……!!

The faint vibrations and the sound of the rails echoing.

Lenox, who was looking out the window while listening to the rhythmic vibrations, closed his eyes.

Vulcan was getting closer.

* * *

The train traveled for a day and a half and arrived near the outer district of Vulcan.

Fsssh!!

Bang, bang, baaang!!

Thick smoke and loud horns.

The lights of the traffic signals changing in unison from all directions, and the countless people walking on the roads.

The noisy advertising airships flying in the sky, and the traffic jam of vehicles stretching to the horizon.

Even the noise and crowds that filled his head now felt familiar.

[I feel relieved when there are electronic devices and systems that I can hack throughout the city.]

Davie was also deeply moved by his return to Vulcan, and he wriggled more violently in Lenox’s arms.

[But Master, it seems like the organic beings in my city have increased a lot while I was gone?]

“……The Torben War Magic Tower and the Vulcan City Government officially signed a business agreement.”

It seemed like Davie had said something strange, but Lenox ignored it and fell into thought.

He needed to recall what had happened before he went to Kundara.

There had been so many things happening on the way to Kundara and in the city that the memories of Vulcan felt distant.

The memory of killing the Junction Spellcaster at the first gate, returning to Vulcan to meet the Torben Magic Tower Master, and then leaving for Kundara again.

“The Torben Magic Tower built a port in the satellite city and left. Because of that, the floating population going to and from Vulcan must have increased several times.”

[You’re saying that the floating population has increased several times just by building a stopover in the satellite city?]

“It’s because the city government directly intervened. It wouldn’t be strange if it looked like the Vulcan City Government was seriously trying to rebuild the satellite city from the outside.”

Lenox said as he walked across the crosswalk with his staff.

“It’s understandable that the floating population has increased even in the outer districts as people gather to secure businesses or positions in the satellite city.”

[Let’s see…… Wow, Master is right.]

Davie said that and displayed several hologram screens in front of Lenox’s eyes.

The image of the cybernetic spirit immediately hacking into the nearby network and downloading all the surrounding information as soon as he returned to Vulcan.

[Nearly 1.88% of the city’s cash assets are moving to the satellite city. The heat must be intense even within Vulcan.]

“The Torben Magic Tower is one of the top three war entrepreneurs on the continent.”

Lenox said, watching the video news being broadcast on the hologram.

“They invested directly and built facilities, so it’s not strange that people are flocking to the smell of money. But……”

[But?]

“This number is definitely strange. It’s not the scale of capital that would gather in a satellite city that hasn’t even been completed yet.”

This was just the figure calculated from the flow of funds within Vulcan, so it could be several times more if you take into account the investments pouring in from outside.

Wasn’t it an excessive investment to flock to a city where only a port had been built?

“It’s suspicious…… Councilman Meyer is in charge, so there shouldn’t be any problems with the work itself.”

[Should I dig into other networks to get more information?]

“……No. Let’s do it later.”

Lenox said that and moved on.

“There’s something I need to deal with first using your processing power.”

[What is it?]

“Drinking the Elixir of Ascension in Kundara was a significant turning point in my magic system in many ways.”

Lenox lowered his gaze, looking at the familiar street scenery.

He had thought that he might not return to Vulcan for a while, but the change of plans was for another reason.

The corrupted turning point he had gained after drinking the Elixir of Ascension.

The power of a failed ending that had distorted even Lenox’s magic system and fundamental image.

“I have a forbidden weapon in my possession that might be related to that power.”

[Ah, that’s……]

The forbidden weapon he had obtained from the temple of Armas von Anathema, a central noble and the Sixth Apostle of the Order.

The glass-colored gauntlet, said to have been made with the bloodline of an Ascendant, which he had obtained after the clash with Pandemonium.

If he could infuse the power he now possessed into the forbidden weapon and gain a new possibility.

“I need to check what I gained and lost by opening the [Gate] first.”

There was something he could only try in the infrastructure he had set up in Vulcan over the years.

Lenox, seeing the traffic light turn green, moved forward without hesitation.

“Let’s go to the lab right away.”