Genius Wizard Takes Medicine [EN]: Chapter 1247

Kwaaaaaaaah!!!!!

A pillar of dark blue lightning, a vortex of raw power, spun at the heart of the 49th District, piercing the oppressive darkness of the sky.

The lightning, a searing brand across the cloudy expanse, incinerated the very air, erupting with a deafening roar.

It tore through the pre-dawn gloom, revealing the clear blue sky above the 49th District.

Whack!!!

“Ah…!!!!”

At the epicenter of the ravaged 49th District, where the Kyunroe subjugation battle had reached its cataclysmic end, lay the remnants of the golden throne, now a heap of shattered debris.

Beyond the wreckage, where the throne once stood, Baragan lay fallen, the sky above him now open, bathing him in the first rays of sunlight.

The clouds had parted, revealing the heavens, and amidst the scattered, burning fragments of a shattered clockwork mechanism, a black-haired mage stood with his eyes closed.

His heavy coat billowed gently, his bare hands hung limply at his sides, holding nothing. He was an island of calm amidst the chaos, untouched by the violence that had just transpired.

“No way…!!!”

Baragan, his eyes scanning the scene, realized that Kaise was absent, his heart sinking as he clenched his teeth. The final battle of the subjugation, where the Ideological Domain [a personal reality or mental construct] and the Magnetic Domain [a power related to manipulating forces] had collided almost simultaneously, had ended.

Only one person had returned from the clash, a fact that Baragan, despite his pain, was not naive enough to ignore.

“Kaise…!!!”

The ruler who had reigned supreme in the Balkan underworld, the architect of the Black Consumer Project, a regressor with the talent to defy fate.

A long-time friend who had pulled him from the clutches of a tribe obsessed with secret arts, leading him into the world.

For decades, he had sought an answer, even if it meant crossing forbidden lines.

Kaise Bajur had been defeated.

The realization struck Baragan like a physical blow, his trembling hand scraping against the ruined floor.

Lenok, who had awakened alone in the center of the ruins, slowly raised his head.

“……”

His expressionless face stared blankly at the scene of the subjugation battle’s aftermath.

Yet, for the first time since Baragan had met the mage, his presence seemed faintly disturbed, as if he was finally releasing a burden he had carried for a long time.

Clatter-

The fragments of the shattered clockwork mechanism, consumed by the dark blue lightning, vanished one by one.

Even after his will had faded, his lingering attachment remained, trying to move on.

Lenok watched the scene in silence until the very end, as if reminiscing about someone who had been with him until just moments ago, as if commemorating the regressor who would never return.

Crack…!!

The clock parts, which had been working until the very end, finally disappeared completely, leaving no trace.

Lenok, who had been silently observing, finally turned around slowly.

“The fight is over. I’ve kept you waiting a long time.”

“…You.”

“It’s better to say it clearly here.”

Lenok stated, his face still devoid of emotion.

“I killed Kaise Bajur.”

“……”

The result of the final battle, which everyone had suspected when Lenok returned alone, was now confirmed. Hearing it directly from his mouth carried a different weight, a heavy silence falling over the scene as the dying transcendents groaned without a single word.

“How…”

Baragan, pale and bleeding, managed to speak with difficulty.

“Kaise is… a regressor… and he reached level 9…”

“……”

“Once he started regressing… how could you…”

“Kaise Bajur was a being who moved towards the past.”

Lenok answered calmly.

“That’s why I thought he would be able to return even after everything was over.”

Kaise Bajur’s regression was the power to reverse the world’s time using the Ideological Domain of the Reverse Calamity Leaf [a power that allows one to manipulate time].

The clockwork mechanism that endlessly rewinds the past is the exact opposite of the kaleidoscope that reflects the future.

Therefore, Lenok deployed the same Reverse Calamity Leaf as Kaise to capture the timeline where Kaise’s regression began, and within his Ideological Domain, he unfolded the kaleidoscope, forcibly colliding the possibilities of the past and future within the world line.

The moment the Reverse Calamity Leaf heading to the past and the kaleidoscope heading to the future pulled each other in opposite directions, the timelines of the two converged infinitely towards the present at the center.

All that was needed was for Lenok to use the Extreme Lightning he had obtained to ‘observe’ the current timeline and adjust the moment of return.

A method that was possible because Lenok, who had obtained the Extreme Lightning, already possessed the same Magnetic Domain as Kaise.

A miracle that would not have been possible if it had not been for the answer that the past Kaise had left for Lenok.

Knowing that the fight would end in a flash, as it was against a regressor who had been rewinding time endlessly.

That’s why-

“Kaise Bajur died upholding his answer until the very end.”

Thud!

Lenok, standing in front of the fallen Baragan, said with an expressionless face.

“No matter how terrible the failure he committed was, his will was certainly genuine.”

“……”

“I will not forget him until the moment the end comes. Because I don’t want to see the same end as a failed seeker, someone I once thought was like me.”

Lenok looked down at Baragan, who was trembling with difficulty.

“So, I’ll spare you.”

“…What?”

“Gather the survivors and leave the city. And tell everyone who watched this war.”

Lenok’s eyes, looking down at the pale Baragan, flashed with a dark blue light.

“If you want to fight me, you shouldn’t choose this city as the stage. This is the end of my adversaries.”

“……”

Baragan, speechless and gaping, muttered with difficulty.

“You’re insane…”

He had massacred tens of thousands of transcendents who had participated in the subjugation battle at will, and yet, at the moment when the end was near, he was trying to spare them.

The reason was not a trivial emotion like compassion, but simply to use their existence as messengers of this war.

He would not hesitate to engage in endless wars and struggles at any moment, trampling everything with a blood-soaked heart, using it as a means for his own pursuit.

Baragan felt a distortion beyond reason in Lenok’s answer, and was overwhelmed without realizing it.

“Anyway, in this war, the survivors… won’t be many…”

Baragan muttered, trembling.

“Even without that, already…”

“I know. There won’t be any future threats in the first place.”

Lenok replied with an indifferent gaze.

“I’ve crushed your main meridian [a vital energy pathway], so you’ll never regain your true self again. The others won’t be much different either.”

“……”

“But I’m not trying to decide your fate while thinking about such things.”

Lenok said, looking down at his hand.

“However, at this moment… I feel like those things don’t matter at all.”

“……”

“Your existence, the past of this city, the lingering attachments of the project… I only thought of them after finally bringing an end to all of it.”

Lenok, who had slowly moved his steps, said.

“The fact that this war is already over.”

The Kyunroe subjugation battle.

A large-scale subjugation operation of the legion that had been planned for a long time with the recapture of the Balkans as its primary goal.

A war in which the transcendent forces of the entire continent had gathered against a single mage.

And an overwhelming result that made all the efforts, processes, and sacrifices feel meaningless.

The central area where tens of thousands of transcendents who participated in the war were massacred and annihilated without exception.

The legion commander of Dead Rise, the rosary of the Magic Tower and the ten crosses of the vanguard, the high-ranking officials of all forces, including the cardinals of the church.

The elite special forces of the central front, who had carried out operations across countless battle lines, did not even leave behind proper remains.

The moment Kaise Bajur was defeated in a one-on-one battle with Lenok, Lenok was declaring that the legion had been completely defeated in the subjugation battle.

“Kuh…!!!”

Baragan, gritting his teeth, tried to get up somehow, but it was already too late.

“Kuh… Aaaah…!!!!”

With his main power cut off and his body broken, even a proper resistance was impossible.

The worst ending where even dying was not allowed without Lenok’s permission.

“Damn it…!! Damn it!!!!!!”

Baragan cried out desperately, spitting out blood.

“I didn’t want… this kind of… ending…!!!!”

He no longer cared about the sorcerer whose main power was broken.

Lenok, leaving behind the screaming Baragan, moved his steps without hesitation.

Lenok, who had passed through the ruins piled with corpses, stopped in front of a man leaning against the remains of a pillar.

The man, who was breathing heavily, opened his eyes with difficulty.

“…Kyunroe.”

Robert Roberide, the lieutenant general leading the 3rd Legion of Dead Rise.

One of the few transcendents on the legion’s side who had participated in both the parade and the subjugation battle.

The legion commander who was slowly dying from the injuries he had sustained during the subjugation battle.

Roberide, who looked up at the expressionless Lenok, smiled weakly.

“I see… in the end, the Archfiend… has been defeated.”

“……”

“It wasn’t… surprising…”

Roberide let out a ragged breath.

“The divine power you showed today… was no less than… that of other… ascendants…”

“……”

“If the legion’s will is crushed… by a seeker like you… it’s rather… understandable…”

“Robert Roberide.”

Lenok said indifferently, cutting off his words.

“You’re going to die soon. You know that, right?”

“……”

Roberide bowed his head slightly instead of answering.

Pieces of his internal organs and entrails were spilling out and scattered among the broken armor fragments.

The terrible result of taking a direct blow from the fist at the front line in the final battle with the Avatar [a powerful manifestation of a being].

But as a result, Roberide’s body was already broken beyond repair.

Lenok looked at Roberide and said with an expressionless face.

“Say your last words while you’re still conscious.”

“…Th, that.”

“If you have any last words, I’ll listen.”

The Avatar that descended on the battlefield after the ascension ritual failed was a monster modeled after a fist master of the 1st world.

It was because Roberide had taken the Avatar’s attack at the front line that other transcendents were able to chip away at the Avatar by unleashing powerful techniques.

If it hadn’t been for his life-risking sacrifice, it would have taken a little longer to wear down the Avatar.

“Last, words… cough!! What excuse… is needed for a failed soldier…”

Roberide coughed up blood and smiled weakly.

“I came here… with the intention to die… the defeat is frustrating… but it’s not something I can’t accept…”

“……”

“Still… if there’s something… to leave behind…”

Roberide, fumbling with the armor fragments with his trembling hand, took out a small pouch from his chest.

The legion commander, who could not even hand it to Lenok and placed it weakly on the ground, muttered.

“Ah, Acilius… that…”

“Acilius?”

Kroken Acilius.

Lenok asked back when he heard the name, but Roberide’s answer did not follow.

He slowly closed his eyes, as if he had finally let go of all his lingering attachments.

“Familiar… faces… I see…”

“……”

“Everyone… was waiting…”

Roberide’s voice could not be heard any further.

Lenok looked at his corpse with an expressionless face, then slowly picked up the pouch.

The 3rd Legion Commander whom he had encountered, fought, and defeated under a thousand identities in the outer areas of the central front.

He had overcome the brink of death and returned, and then participated in the subjugation battle with his recovered body, only to die in battle.

Until the moment his breath was cut off, he was a soldier loyal to the legion.

“Robe, ride…”

Atiya, who was dying next to Roberide, laughed, panting.

His left upper body was blown away and crushed, a blood-soaked, ghostly figure.

“In the end, you’re gone… you lasted longer… than I thought…”

“……”

“Hehehe, well, this is… this is how it is…”

Atiya, who had slowly tilted his head back, muttered as his blurred eyes closed.

“Ah… that’s why, I didn’t want to do this…”

A transcendent who had fought alongside Roberide at the front line.

His internal organs were not completely crushed, but half of his upper body was blown away and crushed.

He had tried his best to pull his body away and survive, but he would not be able to last long either way.

Perhaps this kind of ending was planned from the beginning.

“Mage… aren’t you going to listen to my last words…?”

“I don’t need them.”

The answer to Atiya’s whispering words came from another place.

Whoosh!!

As a crimson light poured down on the dying Atiya, the blood that had been flowing out ceaselessly began to subside and stop.

It was not enough to heal the wounds or regenerate the body, but it was an emergency measure that was enough to stop the injured area for now.

“Huh…?”

Atiya’s gaze, which had turned blankly, stopped at a black-haired girl with red eyes.

“If you take emergency measures now, you can save your life at the level of being half-paralyzed.”

Swish swish swish!!!

No sooner had those words ended than dozens of magical powers began to approach from the other side of the ruins.

They were rapidly crossing the outer areas and closing the distance, and their presences were appearing one by one.

Thud!!

Dylan and Mila, Felix and Tatiana. The mercenaries including Drey and Claude.

The comrades who had fought to the end against the legion that had invaded Lenok’s labyrinth and survived.

The comrades who had arrived late moved their steps towards those who were still breathing in various parts of the ruins…

“The wound is deep. If you want to live, you have to stay focused.”

“Stay still. If you resist even a little, I’ll have no choice but to kill you.”

“Don’t say anything. You see that I’m pointing a shotgun at your head right now, right?”

While treating the legion’s survivors, they were also suppressing and forcing their freedom of movement.

It was as natural as if these actions had been agreed upon from the beginning.

Atiya, who was blankly watching the scene, turned his gaze.

“…That, they seem to be Kyunroe’s comrades. Why are you saving us…?”

Atiya scratched his head awkwardly.

“It’s hard for me to say it myself… but I participated in the war to kill Kyunroe.”

“Of course, it’s not like we’re trying to save you because we like you.”

Po Hyulgong laughed at Atiya’s dumbfounded expression.

“But my contractor wants to keep you alive for now. What can we do?”

“……”

“I don’t particularly like it, but it seems more useful to keep a few of you alive. I’ll help you.”

Po Hyulgong said, glancing sideways.

“I was hoping that the True Ancestor over there would be beaten to death, though.”

“…Hehe, I’m sorry about that.”

Sarin, who had been observing the situation with a stiff expression, finally smiled weakly.

It was because she, too, could finally realize that everything was over after the Magic Tower’s personnel began to clean up the battlefield of the final battle of the subjugation battle where Kyunroe had won against Kaise Bajur.

The subjugation battle had ended in a complete defeat for the legion.

All that remained here were those who had gathered to clean up the defeat and organize the results of this war.

Thud!!

With a heavy roar, the Iron Chain Dragon King moved his steps beyond the ruins.

Ezekiel, who had been watching the situation, had disappeared somewhere.

The long and short war was over, and at this moment when Pandemonium [a chaotic group] was also moving for their own purposes.

Lenok stood alone at the center of the gaze where all those wills and movements were intertwined.

“……”

“…Ban.”

Dylan, who was supporting the unconscious deputy commander of the Ghost Squadron, stopped walking and looked at Lenok.

Mila, who was carrying Atiya on her back at Po Hyulgong’s request, glanced at Lenok.

Tatiana, who was cleaning up the remains of the Flame Authority Temple, and Felix, who had collected Roberide’s body, waited silently.

A strange silence where all the comrades of the Magic Tower who had gathered to clean up the battlefield were quietly looking at Lenok.

“I’m glad it went as planned.”

Lenok turned to Dylan’s words and gave a faint smile.

Lenok, who had been holding a lit cigarette in one hand, burned it completely and turned his body.

“Everyone has worked hard in many ways. I will definitely repay you for this.”

“No. It’s not like we worked hard.”

Dylan hesitated and said.

“Ban. Rather, I think you…”

From completing all the preparations and designing the plan before the subjugation battle approached to reaching the present.

The moment when everything that Lenok had explained and asked for before the war began had been realized like a prophecy, just as he had said.

However, knowing the whole story of this situation, he could not easily say anything to Lenok.

How absurd all the plans that they had followed Lenok’s words with skepticism were.

The fact that they had finally obtained the desired result even in the midst of a chaotic battle where unpredictable variables were rampant.

Even those who had known Lenok for a long time were captivated by this moment that was beyond the realm of understanding, and silently looked at him.

As if they wanted him to finally finish everything at this moment.

Lenok raised his gaze as he looked at his comrades who were silently waiting for his answer from all directions.

Because Lenok also knew what he had to do next.

“Thank you all for listening to my request as promised.”

Lenok said as he slowly moved his steps.

“The war is over, and we’ve captured the enemy’s leader. There won’t be any large-scale conflicts in this city for a while.”

“……”

“But maybe after today, we’ll be much busier than we are now. Of course, rebuilding the Magic Tower and establishing a sphere of influence is also important, but-”

Lenok turned to his comrades and smiled.

“Because even at this moment, there will be those who were watching this war somewhere.”

“…That’s.”

“We’ll have to see how they accept today’s events from now on.”

The end of the great battle that had swept through the outer areas of the Balkans.

The moment when everything was over after massacring tens of thousands of people.

What kind of reaction those who had witnessed the scene, even for a moment, would express about this war.

That process could possibly be a more intense and fierce kind of thing than war.

“But before we deal with all of that… there was something we had to do.”

Lenok raised his gaze, leaving behind his comrades with complex expressions.

Lenok said, looking at the quiet ruins where the morning sun was shining in the dawn sky.

“Let’s go back. We need to let everyone know that this war is over.”