Genius Wizard Takes Medicine [EN]: Chapter 282

Only then did Oren, having realized everything, stagger with a shocked expression.

“So, that’s what it was… that’s how it was…”

The actions of the Ilwon family, having lost their power as a family and completely falling under the control of the Yvon family head.

The helpless appearance of Ilwon family head Taeoh and Yvon’s unusually confident attitude.

Was all of that the result of a deal to revive his father’s body?

The Yvon family head, after joining hands with the Guido Order, had been conspiring and using the previous Citadel Lord’s corpse as a hostage.

The reason why Walter’s combat ability was extremely low must also be because he was using a corpse that had been dead for a long time as his body.

Perhaps the bishop in charge of missionary work in the Order does not actually have a physical body.

Unfortunately, there was no time to prove Lenok’s conjectures one by one.

Because Walter, who had been staring intently at his face, suddenly burst into laughter.

“This is really amazing. No evidence or anything, isn’t this just a deduction based on intuition from purely superficial phenomena?”

“……”

“But it’s all correct. I have been acting as the Ilwon family head’s proxy until now, using the corpse of the dead Citadel Lord.”

“Walter. What are you talking about?!”

The Yvon family head shouted irritably, but Walter shook his head.

“Yvon family head. Just stay still. I’ve waited this long, can’t I have a few friendly words with the friends who have worked so hard?”

“Wh-What…”

At Walter’s reaction, who was speaking in a leisurely manner, Yvon stared at him with a dumbfounded expression.

Although the situation had become chaotic, the structure of the two opposing forces had not changed significantly.

It was just that Yvon family head, who was trying to sacrifice the lives of the Citadel residents, and Oren, who was trying to stop it, had come to the forefront, pushing the others to the back.

The important thing was not which way the balance of power between the two forces would tilt.

In reality, only the Yvon family head and her attendants could exert force, and Walter was of little help at the moment.

On the other hand, Lenok, Oren, Manson, and other forces were gradually surrounding them.

Rather than killing them immediately to end the situation, they intended to capture them alive and extract information about what they had been doing.

If they were not going to fight head-on to determine superiority, then it would be a rational choice to withdraw immediately.

However, Walter was chatting with a leisurely face, as if such judgments were of no concern to him.

“The fact that things have come this far, when it should have ended when I took over the body of the previous Citadel Lord, is actually due to the Yvon family head’s personal greed.”

“Th-That’s…!!”

“If you didn’t want to be bound by lifespan, you could have accepted the missionary work like me, but your misjudgment in clinging to your own body and trying to devour the life of the Citadel is what has led to this point, isn’t it?”

Walter’s face was smiling. But everyone in the room sensed a faint anger beyond that expression.

“Because of the suspicion of the Samyoung family head, we couldn’t reach an agreement at the family head meeting, and we had to proceed with the proxy war. We had to go the long way around when we could have ended it easily. Frankly speaking, this whole situation… doesn’t feel very pleasant.”

Silence fell.

Lenok quickly glanced at Oren.

“How’s the situation?”

“The evacuation of the residents is almost complete. If we wait a little longer, all my warriors will return as well.”

Oren replied.

“Thank you for keeping your promise.”

Oren’s promise not to start the battle recklessly until the safety of the Citadel residents was guaranteed.

Lenok shook his head.

“It wasn’t difficult at this point. Unless the other side had given up the victory in this proxy war.”

Now that the other family heads on Yvon’s side had grasped the situation, the justification for protecting the Citadel was on their side.

The balance of power, which had been so tight, was breaking for the first time.

If they could capture Yvon and Walter here, things would end quickly.

“There’s no reason to listen to that nonsense any longer.”

Oren declared.

“I will severely question what the cultists who worship the monsters of the outer sea intended by reaching out to this Citadel.”

Shwaaaaaa!!

At that moment, the shadows that had been covering the manor and used to evacuate the residents all soared into the sky at once, creating a huge curtain of shadows.

Oren, who had covered the entire sky visible from the best seats of the manor and darkened the surroundings in an instant, floated into the air and spread his wings.

Flap!

“Pay the price for your greed, Yvon family head!!”

“You, who only played the role of a watchdog at the outskirts of the Citadel, are good with words.”

Yvon also retorted, raising her magic power with a cold expression.

“I’ll personally verify today if you have the skills to talk like that!!”

Kwaaaang!!

With those words, thick tree roots that had sprung from beneath her feet soared into the sky.

Her figure, riding on the roots, quickly closed the distance with Oren, who had risen into the sky.

The family heads of the eight families. Two Saint-level ability users, who could easily be counted on one hand in terms of their own martial power even in the Eight Directions Citadel, clashed with all their might.

Fububububung!!

Shadow blades rained down like a bombardment from the sky. In response, dozens of tree branches that sprouted near the roots rotated, scattering wood chips.

Apart from the clash of the two family heads’ techniques in the sky above the manor, the two family heads also rushed towards each other without hesitation.

Dododododo!!

The Eight Directions Citadel is the best cradle for training warriors among the Three Commanders.

The two family heads at the pinnacle of that were also excellent warriors, as good as their techniques from the past.

Oren and Yvon’s hands and feet intertwined in a dizzying manner, piercing each other’s vital points in an instant.

Precise and skillful hand-to-hand combat.

A showdown between two superhumans who are not afraid to engage in combat using their bodies.

They deployed techniques in all directions to occupy space and seize the initiative, while simultaneously striking the opponent in front of them with all their might, filled with magic power.

A battle of monsters, where the combat of a mage and the fight of a warrior intersected dozens of times in a fleeting moment.

Where are the eyes of the superhumans who have lived for decades after completing their ranks?

In an instant, dark clouds and fog spread thickly, and flashes of light flickered incessantly inside.

Kwagwagwaga!!

[Th-Those crazy old hags…]

Manson, who was looking up at the scene, muttered with a sullen look.

It must be because Manson’s skill level was enough to roughly sense the direction of the battle taking place in the sky, which was now covered by shadows.

[To have waited until now with that much power, how meticulous is her personality?]

“Let’s hurry. We might not be able to hold out for long.”

[…What?]

Instead of replying, Lenok immediately raised his magic power.

The amount of magic power that Oren had consumed to evacuate thousands of residents must have been considerable.

The reason why he had rushed at the Yvon family head first, leading a body exhausted of magic power and mental strength, was because he judged that Lenok was more suitable to face Walter than himself.

It was more desirable to entrust the capture of the bishop to Lenok, who had far superior insight and authority, than to himself, who had failed to grasp Walter’s secret.

A judgment to hold Yvon family head’s feet until Lenok could subdue Walter and join the fight.

In that short time, Oren had gauged the balance of power in this place and thrown himself into the fray.

Lenok understood that series of judgments in an instant and acted at the same time.

His gaze was directed towards Yvon’s attendants and Walter Martinez, who was grinning among them.

They had to finish things quickly and face Yvon together with Oren. There was no time to hesitate.

At the same time as taking a step forward, he flicked his fingers.

Peeing!!

At that moment, a single strand of magic thread that had sprung from beneath Lenok’s feet was pulled taut.

And starting from that one strand, hundreds of dense threads that had risen from the floor poured towards Walter.

Shwaaaaaa!!

The number of magic threads that were indiscriminately rushing in from all directions was unusual.

In the wave of threads that were clearly visible to the naked eye, Yvon’s attendants were helplessly swept away.

“U, Uwaaaak!!”

“When on earth did he set up such a trap…!!”

Lenok, who had found Walter’s figure in the midst of it, quickly reached out towards his wrist.

The magic threads, which were wielded like whips from all directions, wrapped around Walter’s body, drawing sharp rotating wheels.

Whiririk!!

“Ugh!! So you weren’t just standing idly by…?”

Walter, who was tightly bound by the magic threads that had entangled him from all sides, laughed.

“To think you had laid down this many magic threads while we were having a conversation.”

“Say whatever you want.”

Lenok, who had replied like that, pulled something out from his wrist.

The space-binding artifact he had obtained as compensation for helping with the affairs of the Autonomous Territory, the Pure Land Mantra.

Last time, he couldn’t use it because he had exhausted his energy trying to find Walter’s true body, but this time was different.

If he could just put the artifact around his neck, he could end all of this at once.

“I don’t know how you took over the body of the dead Citadel Lord, but you can’t keep running away.”

Contrary to popular belief, techniques that interfere with the laws of the world, such as magic or techniques, are not so convenient.

The prices that must be paid to achieve the desired results often deviate from the mage’s expectations or predictions, and precisely fitting those conditions is also impossible unless one accurately gauges the gap between oneself and the laws.

What would it be like if the body of the mage who had to use the technique was already dead?

It was definitely different from Lavatenon, who had taken over Lanfei’s body and possessed it.

“I, know, what, you’re thinking.”

Walter, who was being tossed around while bound by Lenok’s magic threads, said.

Even with his whole body restrained and his head turned upside down, his face looked calm.

“If you’re a mage as skilled as you, it’ll be easy for you to gauge the technique capabilities of others.”

“And?”

“But faith in God is not something that can be measured by such calculations!”

Walter suddenly yelled.

“Look!! The miracle of God that has descended even on a body that has already reached the end of its life!!”

Huuuuuung!!

At that moment, the intense spiritual energy that had swirled behind Lenok was sucked into Walter, and his body began to glow palely.

‘This is…!!’

The place where the spiritual energy had flowed in was none other than the family heads of the Yvon faction, such as the Four Lords and Six Spirits, and the Seven Sages.

Not only Ilwon and Yvon, but had they already tampered with their bodies in advance?

Those who had been watching the situation from a step back had their eyes rolled back as they were instantly deprived of their energy.

Although their lives had already ended, they were once powerful figures who were among the best in the Citadel.

There was no need to say what it meant to regain some of the motor skills of their past lives by plundering their energy.

Thudududuk!!

Walter, who had plundered the energy from the family heads’ bodies, lightly exerted his strength, and all the bound magic threads were cut off.

As if he had been waiting for it, Walter’s body, which had landed on the ground, shot towards Lenok.

The distance to Lenok, who had come to use the artifact, was close enough to touch.

Before he could even blink, Walter, who had closed the distance as if cutting through space, raised his hand, and the pale light that had formed in his fist rotated, drawing a chilling edge.

Weeeeing!!

“Die-!!”

[Hey, you fake bastard!!]

Kwaang!!

Just as the light was rushing in a straight line towards Lenok’s heart.

Manson and Suren, who had dashed out from Walter’s side, simultaneously plunged the blades and glaive they held in their hands into Walter’s body.

They, too, instead of just passively watching the situation, had been waiting for a chance to intervene on Lenok’s behalf at any time.

Woodudududuk!!

“Ban. Quickly…!!”

Suren shouted, pressing down hard with the glaive in both hands.

“His strength is not normal… We might not be able to hold out for long!!”

It was clear how powerful the former Citadel Lord’s strength was, having partially restored his motor skills from his past life through some means.

Lenok also focused on quickly activating the rosary.

“…5 seconds until warm-up is complete. Hold on!!”

It was not for nothing that he had not put the rosary around Walter’s neck until now.

As expected of an item used by Cheongyeon, it was an artifact that consumed magic power and warm-up time like crazy.

Moreover, since the time the binding ability was activated was not long, he had to time it precisely.

Weeeeeeeng!!

The rosary in his hand slowly shone as it received Lenok’s magic power, forming a circular ring.

Just as he was about to use the compassion of the archangel to transfer the artifact to Walter’s neck, something fell straight down from the sky, piercing through the dark curtain of shadows.

Kwaaaaang!!!

The impact caused Suren and Manson, who had barely been holding onto Walter’s body, to lose their balance and let go of Walter.

“Ugh!!”

“Everyone, step back.”

What echoed through the storm of fiercely flashing magic power was not Oren’s voice.

“If you don’t want to see this old man die.”

The black-haired woman who had landed between Lenok and Walter, grabbed Oren’s bloodied collar and glared around.

His appearance, with his head slumped down as if he had already lost consciousness, was nothing short of miserable.

The decisive battle between the family heads that would determine the fate of the Citadel.

The point at which the victor was decided was much faster than anyone had expected.

“Damn it…”

It goes without saying that the battle was relatively disadvantageous for Oren.

The difference in power between her, who had preserved her condition, and Oren, who had consumed a large amount of magic power while evacuating the Citadel residents outside the manor.

But even considering that, the point at which Yvon had achieved victory was too fast.

It was proof that Yvon’s capabilities, having gained youth at the cost of the blood and flesh of others, had risen beyond what Oren had assumed.

It did not take long for despair to settle on the faces of those who realized that fact.

The existence of the Yvon family head, who was unharmed, and Walter Martinez, who had absorbed the energy of the family heads and manipulated his body.

An overwhelming victory. A blatantly biased balance of power.

The ending for those gathered here, as well as the residents of the Eight Directions Citadel, was as good as decided.

However, Lenok continued to move his hands, unconcerned by the coldly changed atmosphere.

“I don’t know what nonsense you’re talking about.”

Weeeeeeeng!!

“It’s not over yet.”

At the same time as his calm reply, the compassion of the archangel inside Lenok’s coat emitted light, and the transfer ability was activated.

The rosary he held in his hand disappeared as it was.

Click!!

The place where the rosary reappeared after transferring through space was not Walter’s neck, which he had originally aimed for.

Lenok had transferred the already warmed-up binding artifact, the Pure Land Mantra, to the right forearm of the Yvon family head, who was holding Oren’s collar.