Rescue (5)
An emergency room in an unnamed hospital.
A wide space that could easily accommodate dozens of people.
The emergency room, which should have been open 24 hours a day, was occupied by only five medical staff and Iola.
The fact that they could casually borrow an emergency room in a hospital that wasn’t even fully completed yet.
It was an indirect way to see how great the Cartel’s authority was.
“Ugh…!!”
Medical staff, sweating profusely, pinned Iola down on the bed as she writhed in pain.
“AED, quickly!!”
“Her heart keeps trying to stop, we have to hold it…!!”
“It’s no use. Not without paralyzing her nervous system!”
“Plug in the potion ampule and quickly activate the mana stabilization resonance device, what are you doing!!”
Despite the medical staff’s desperate efforts, Iola’s limbs convulsed uncontrollably, smashing the surrounding equipment.
She still hadn’t recovered from the aftereffects of being hit directly by [Lightning Strike].
Renok’s unique electric-type magic had been thoroughly researched and modified with the sole focus of killing the opponent.
It basically added residual effects to the magic of the Torburn Magic Tower, which only maximized penetration, and further aimed to steadily destroy the inside of the target that had been pierced.
A sharp dagger that dramatically increased the destructive power and lethality of a localized area, instead of giving up the massive firepower of electric-type magic.
Renok’s mana, which had seeped into Iola’s entire body, did not disappear, but steadily necrotized the cells in Iola’s body.
The reason Renok didn’t kill Iola immediately when Virgil appeared was because he already knew the outcome of the battle.
And despite that certainty, Iola was unable to recover from the aftereffects of the battle.
A doctor, having thrown off his mask, wiped away the sweat streaming down his face and muttered.
“Unbelievable. How could such mana…”
“It’s unbelievable that she was defeated by just one mage. It would be more plausible if she had gone into a mana fusion reactor and come out.”
“Her cells are necrotizing as if she’s been exposed to radiation… Are we sure it’s okay for us to stay here?”
“It should be fine. If it was a method that caused aftereffects around her, we would have all died already.”
The doctor who answered that shook his head in admiration.
“It’s a method that only targets the bullseye… What kind of magic system does he use to manipulate mana in such a sophisticated way…”
“Don’t get distracted and focus. We have to at least keep her conscious!!”
“Move aside.”
The medical staff were startled by the heavy voice coming from behind and twisted their bodies to the side.
A muscular man strode in and immediately grabbed Iola’s forehead, pouring mana into her.
Whoooosh!!!
“Ugh, ugh…”
“…”
Only then did the pain begin to subside, and Virgil, who was looking down at Iola as she slowly lay down on the bed, narrowed his eyes.
He thought he had done some first aid with his mana while bringing her to the hospital, but did she have a seizure while he was taking measures to use this emergency room?
Even in Iola’s body, which Virgil was forcibly stabilizing, he still couldn’t completely suppress the mana that Renok had left behind.
“Hmm…”
He knows that there are individuals who transcend realms [referring to those with exceptional power].
Virgil himself had seen many talents that surprised even him, as he had endured for a considerable time at this distance.
But the concentration of mana that is bouncing in his hand right now is…
While Virgil was lost in thought with a hardened face, Iola opened her eyes with difficulty.
“Virgil…”
“Yes.”
“I, I shouldn’t have backed down… I should have finished the fight…”
“…”
The medical staff around her widened their eyes at Iola’s miraculous recovery, who had regained consciousness to the point where she could already speak.
Iola spoke without paying any attention to such gazes.
“Hoo… He modified his own eyes on the spot after seeing my mystic eye. If he’s at a level where he can intervene in his own transformation, not just being good at handling mana, then surely…”
He might become something more than a monster someday.
That’s what Iola was warning him about.
But Virgil slowly shook his head.
“Even if I risked your death, I couldn’t have guaranteed half of his death on the spot. It’s a useless thought.”
“…”
Iola couldn’t refute his words and closed her mouth.
She was on a different level from him, who forcibly activated the change in the nature of mana using the power of her mystic eye.
He was not only able to freely manipulate the change in nature, but also had the ability to activate magic with a time difference on the spot and kill Iola in one blow.
If Virgil hadn’t helped her, she would have died on the spot with her eyes gouged out.
“If he’s that good of a mage, it wouldn’t be strange if he had some kind of artifact hidden. And even though I showed up in person, he was strangely calm… He must have had a means of escape.”
“That’s…”
“In the worst case, wouldn’t he have waited for you to die before escaping?”
Virgil chuckled as he looked down at Iola, who couldn’t speak.
He adjusted his sunglasses, which he had pushed up, and took out his cell phone from his pocket, quickly tapping on it.
The cell phone looked very small in his large hands.
Virgil, who had sent a message with quick hand movements, got up and took his hand off Iola’s forehead.
“Ah…”
Unlike the flustered medical staff, Iola’s body no longer convulsed as before.
“Rest well until you return to work. I’ll take care of the aftermath until then.”
“…I’m sorry.”
Virgil chuckled once and turned to look at the medical staff.
Virgil’s red eyes, looking down at the four or five people, were calmly subdued.
“Forget everything you heard here today. Got it?”
“…I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
The doctor at the front said, sweating profusely.
“You two didn’t say anything.”
“…Good.”
They were quick to grasp the situation.
Virgil chuckled and walked out of the emergency room with his hands in his pockets.
He was walking blankly down the street when he suddenly raised his hand that was in his pocket.
Zzzzzzt…!!
The price for directly neutralizing the mana left by Renok to improve Iola’s condition.
It was only this much, and the aftereffects were not easily fading, so how much pain did Iola feel?
“I don’t know where this guy came from…”
It seems that the Cartel executives still think it’s just a simple business check, but from Virgil’s point of view, it’s a completely different kind of problem.
Virgil saw a potential that was not yet complete, but the end of its potential was not visible.
This level of skill. There’s no need to say how much a mage can do alone.
If there is a problem with both the target they touched and the timing they touched it, it must not be a simple coincidence.
There is someone behind the scenes who encouraged them to touch them.
Virgil clenched his fist until it was about to break and fumbled for his cell phone in his back pocket.
The phone connected somewhere at the same time as he pressed the number.
It was a privilege that only an organization that had built a stable network could enjoy, even in this street where all kinds of chaotic communications were raging.
“Edith. It’s me. This time, the regular report meeting with the Chairman. I’ll go in person, so please arrange a seat for me.”
“…”
“No, keep it a secret from the others. It’s been a while since I’ve visited him in person. Where is he now?”
Virgil’s eyes calmly subsided as he heard the voice coming from the other side of the phone.
“Is he still engrossed in his games… I see. I need to prepare myself. I’ll be there soon.”
There were at least twenty people coming and going around him, but no one noticed the cold murderous intent that had seeped into the night street.
* * *
“Ugh…”
Renok, clutching his throbbing left eye, slightly lowered his head.
In unavoidable cases, he did not hesitate to strengthen his body through mana, but as he became more proficient in magic, such crises had largely disappeared.
Due to Renok’s nature of thoroughly planning the board before entering a battle, there were times when the flow became intense or dangerous, but there were not many times when he had to move his body directly.
Because of that, Renok was reliving the pain caused by mana poisoning for the first time in a long time.
It was unavoidable since he wouldn’t have had the chance to acquire the mystic eye if it wasn’t for this opportunity, but it goes without saying that the eyes are a very sensitive area.
He rummaged through his pocket and popped a painkiller into his mouth.
It was something he carried around in case he suffered from the side effects of poisoning like this, but it was questionable whether it would have any effect on the optic nerve.
‘But it’s better than nothing…’
He wouldn’t lose his eyesight to this extent, but it was clear that he should be careful about using and researching the mystic eye he had developed.
His eyelids had lost sensation, but as he began to manage his expression, Renok slowly turned his head.
The outskirts of the ruined old school building where the fight had ended.
Jordan, with a pale face, was giving first aid to Wayan, whose arm was broken.
“Ugh…!!”
“It’ll be painful, but please bear with it a little. The attack from that woman just now completely twisted the joints in your left arm. Before pouring in the potion, I need to put the bones and joints back in place.”
“Ah, I understand. But I think I’m going to cry a little…?”
Jordan didn’t answer and tore Wayan’s clothes, using them as bandages, and then tied and bent his left arm upwards.
With a snap! sound, Wayan’s scream echoed.
“Kkkkkkk…!!”
“Don’t twist your body.”
Jordan said that and, with a calm expression, twisted Wayan’s convulsing arm this way and that, adjusting the joints.
Renok looked down at the scene with a disgusted expression, and then his eyes met Wayan’s.
“B, Ban… Save me.”
“You’re suffering like this because you rely so much on mana sensitivity.”
Renok clicked his tongue and squatted down to meet Wayan’s gaze.
“I told you to find a way to use your mana sensitivity, but how did you come up with the crazy idea of throwing away all your five senses and relying on sensitivity?”
Wayan smiled awkwardly, sweating profusely at the sharp words.
“D, did you notice?”
“Is that even a question? If you’re going to fight like that, at least don’t show that you’re not using your five senses. If you’re swaying your head around like you’re possessed, you’re openly revealing that you’re relying on something else for your senses.”
If it was a skilled person who could grasp the movement of mana like Renok, or an opponent with a mystic eye like Iola, they would immediately see through Wayan’s method.
Especially for those with abilities like the mystic eye that can interfere with the opponent’s mana, it was a combat style that was like poison.
The moment Iola paralyzed Wayan’s mana sensitivity with her mystic eye, Wayan would have died if Renok hadn’t thrown up a shield.
He also knew that, and he looked speechless and smacked his lips.
“Well… I knew I was a bit clumsy, but my skills improved so dramatically in such a short time that I couldn’t stop.”
“…”
Certainly, the fact that his skills had improved dramatically even after choosing such an extreme method was proof that Wayan’s talent was genuine.
It would have been difficult to stop easily after seeing his combat sense and all kinds of reaction speeds increase dramatically.
At best, Dray Creamgal would have given him appropriate advice, but it would have been difficult to easily touch a talent with such mana sensitivity.
Renok clicked his tongue and helped Wayan, who had finished his first aid, to his feet.
Of course, his strength was not enough to even lift one person.
He pretended to touch him and lifted him up with levitation magic, and Wayan made a fuss.
“Wow, aren’t you too strong? It feels like I’m floating in the air.”
“…”
Renok was too annoyed to answer and just ignored him.
Jordan seemed to have noticed and deliberately changed the subject.
“I’ll contact Jenny to let her know that the situation here is over. Even if there’s a problem at the bar, we shouldn’t be a hindrance.”
“Please do.”
Renok handed his cell phone to Jordan without hesitation.
Of course, the call history and message box were password protected.
There was no reason for Jordan to find out Renok’s secrets.
Jordan also had no intention of stealing Renok’s information and immediately pressed Jenny’s number.
His lips curved into a faint smile as the call connected and he told her his voice and the situation.
Immediately after that, Jordan’s expression turned blank.
“…?”
“What’s wrong?”
Jordan, who had returned the cell phone to Renok, said with a bewildered expression.
“While Killian was away, there was an attack on the bar too…”
“There was…?”
“A madman with a machine for a head appeared and caused a riot.”
“…”
“It seems Mad Manson has business here.”