Genius Wizard Takes Medicine [EN]: Chapter 412

“Military Order Magic, huh.” I haven’t really thought deeply about the existence of souls, but I am aware of how Military Order Magic deals with a similar concept. A way of handling spirits. An order that deals with another driving force, different from existing formulas. But that doesn’t mean it truly covets and takes souls. Military Order Magic is merely a way of defining and discussing human potential and possibilities in the form of spiritual bodies. It was Military Order Magic that was left at the end of a fork in the road, with roots and directions different from various magic formulas using mana. Madrich softly whispered to the silent Lenox. [If you are a vessel with both talent and character like you, I am willing to treat you well.] “……” [You were chasing the remnants of the project because you were curious about what this city dreamed of and what it resented, weren’t you?] Does he know exactly why Lenox got involved in this? [I will give you the qualifications to reach that secret. Why we still haven’t escaped the failure of the project, and why we are trying to start a new project now.] His voice, declaring calmly, doesn’t show a hint of wavering or hesitation. A kind of madness, like the conviction that the path he is taking is absolutely right. But Lenox knew that this madness was by no means wrong or incorrect in this world. What is needed to create meaning beyond a non-existent wish? In this world where the ending is set, the only thing that can leave behind that will until the end might be obsession and twisted resentment, scraped from the bottom. Lenox had already been vaguely aware of this for a long time. “That’s not very compelling.” Lenox, who had been listening to him quietly, replied. “I heard that the secrets of the project are under a restriction that makes it difficult to disclose to the outside.” […….] Lenox smiled, looking back at the group of corpses with their necks snapped to one side. “Restrictions on secrets are like knots tied with one’s own power… The stronger you are, the harder it is to break that promise. What makes you think I should agree to your request?” Madrich, who had been silent, spoke. [It seems Oliviera has told you more than I thought. It’s a truly old feud.] “……” [But I am different from that woman who lost access to the project. Even if I can’t tell you with words, I can show you with my own eyes.] Is he planning to show Lenox the secret facilities in the restricted area directly to persuade him? While Lenox was silent for a moment at the unexpected proposal, Madrich continued. [Your origin and past, and your past actions of defying the city government, are not a problem. This huge city has embraced even such rebels and used them as power.] “……” [Normally, I wouldn’t even allow you this time to hesitate… but I like even that hesitation.] Was Lenox’s attitude, which seemed not to care even after clearly recognizing Madrich’s identity and power, so pleasing? From his perspective, having gone through long wars, it wouldn’t be strange if he felt more familiar with the spirit of the criminals who were defiant than the subordinates who bowed their heads in front of him. [I will have Achilles deliver a message through his greetings. The choice is yours.] Whoosh…!! Madrich didn’t wait for Lenox’s answer. In the place where his intense will swept through, only the corpse of the man who had fallen like a doll with its strings cut remained. A miserable sight with wounds all over his body. A grotesque rigor mortis with his neck twisted. A face that had gone blank and stiff. Is this the end of a superhuman who was subjugated under a sorcerer by Military Order? But instead of feeling unnecessary pity for the gang boss who had been used and killed by Madrich, Lenox immediately grabbed his corpse and put his hand on his forehead. “Davi. Are you ready?” [Of course.] At the same time, a huge scroll unfolded behind Lenox, and the formula written inside began to glow. The Formula Weapon Papyrus Argenteus, which he had brought from the Hidden Dungeon of the Infinite Labyrinth. It was an item that allowed him to memorize and use pre-prepared barrier formations immediately, and he had been using it as a storage for mana, but now it was different. At the same time as the complex barrier formation written on the papyrus began to glow, it captured the faint spirit flowing out of the man’s body, who had fallen with his eyes rolled back. Crackling!!! A spiritual prison created using the barrier magic of the Hidden Dungeon. It was one of the formulas that had been passed down clearly in his memory, so much so that even Lenox, who was not familiar with the concept of spirits, could easily handle it. [Recording variables different from existing formula patterns. Data packet copy complete. Preparing to implement spirit pattern segmentation.] As Lenox, with a huge scroll unfolded behind him, made a hand seal, Davi assisted with his computational abilities. [Military Order replication complete.] Whoosh!! At that moment, the Military Order that had been trapped inside the scroll Lenox had unfolded escaped the papyrus as it was and disappeared. Even though he had lost track of the Military Order’s trail right in front of him, Lenox’s expression did not change at all. This was because a faint spiritual body, exactly the same as the Military Order he had just trapped inside the papyrus’s barrier formation, was frantically glowing inside the scroll. Lenox, who had been staring at the smooth surface of the scroll like silk, nodded. “I succeeded.” [The Necromancy formula compatibility worked to some extent on the Military Order’s data variables. It’s about 30% better than what we simulated.] “Necromancy must also exist within the category of spiritual formulas called Military Order Magic. Even if we can’t analyze all the variables, we can record and replicate them. This is enough.” It wasn’t as if he was just running around aimlessly, saying he would track down a Military Order mage named Madrich. The Necromancy formula and artificial intelligence database that he had already obtained when he created the electronic spirit Davi. He had succeeded in temporarily trapping the Military Order by combining those two pieces of knowledge within the Hidden Dungeon’s barrier formation, and accurately replicating and acquiring its spiritual data. It wasn’t impossible to steal the Military Order through the barrier formation, but if he did, Madrich would also know what Lenox had done. Lenox didn’t want to show Madrich his plan at this point. Lenox nodded, looking at the replica of the Military Order that was constantly glowing inside the barrier formation drawn on the inside of the scroll. “I’m not uninterested in formulas that deal with spirits, but I don’t need to learn them from someone else.” [That’s a very master-like comment.] Ignoring Davi’s indifferent reply, Lenox fell into thought. Putting aside whether it was a field that suited him, he was already aware of how to handle Necromancy and Incarnations. The Necromancy used by the black mage Craig Tillion, and the Incarnation used by the blue-eyed watcher and priest, the dog-headed giant, Lapper. From those two perspectives, Lenox was already aware of how to handle spirits. It would be a lie to say he wasn’t interested in Military Order Magic, but he wasn’t so ignorant or desperate that he needed to go under Madrich to learn that formula. Rather, he was more interested in where Madrich Onion was hiding his true self. In the quiet morning, Lenox muttered as he walked out of the blood-stained gang headquarters. “Madrich Onion has been handling his duties through Military Order for at least several decades, right?” [Shouldn’t you give a proper reward to the spirit who has suffered more than that?] “If I use this Military Order replica, I might be able to guess his location to some extent.” [I would like to boldly suggest that you add one more comfortable toad house instead of the electricity of an oily bike…] “However, it will be too difficult to find the exact coordinates with just the direction…” Lenox, who was about to leave the headquarters, ignoring the electronic spirit protesting by rubbing its front paws wildly in his arms, stopped walking when he noticed something wriggling nearby. “Yata…” A bronze-skinned young man hugging a trembling panther that couldn’t breathe properly. He also didn’t look well, with bones broken in various places all over his body, but he seemed more concerned about the condition of the panther that had been with him. “……” When Madrich used the power of resentment to suppress the area, he thought all the participants had died, but he had survived while protecting the panther. Although he hadn’t been able to block it properly and wasn’t in good condition, it was clear that the young man’s skills were considerable. Lenox looked down at the young man for a moment and took out a small potion from his arms. He opened the lid and poured the medicine into the mouth of the panther, who was gasping for breath. Chiiik…!! “What is this…?” “It’s an antidote.” Lenox replied. “It neutralizes the effects of drugs. It’ll be better than nothing.” “……” It was something he always carried around, just in case he was driven to an irreversible state due to drug abuse. It would have some effect on an animal that had been hit by a cocktail-like combination drug. Lenox stood up, watching the panther’s breathing quickly stabilize and start purring. “Yata!! Are you okay…?” “It might also pass bloody urine, but it’s a process of removing impurities, so don’t stop it. If you let it rest for about three days, it will be fine.” “That’s surprisingly detailed.” The young man looked up at Lenox with an admiring expression. “Kyonroe, have you had a lot of experience with this?” “…Well, something like that.” It was a bit difficult to say it was his own experience. “I also have a partner who doesn’t listen to me very well.” [Hey.] “I keep it just in case that guy picks up something weird to eat.” [Hmph, I’m a picky spirit.] While subtly suppressing Davi’s movements wriggling inside his coat, the young man, who had struggled to his feet, bowed his head. “…Thank you very much. I am greatly indebted to you.” “Don’t worry about it. If it weren’t for the situation of not leaving any witnesses, I would have had to kill you instead. I helped you only because…” Lenox said that and chuckled. “That’s enough. Just go.” It was too awkward to say that the image of the young man hugging the dying panther overlapped with the image of himself and Davi. Since he had made Madrich aware of Lenox’s identity, there was no reason to maintain the identity of Victor. The fact that Lenox was in conflict with Achilles was almost publicly known, so there was no need to silence witnesses now. Thinking that, Lenox was about to collect the papyrus and turn around when. “Please wait a moment.” The young man, who had been hesitating, bowed his head towards the fallen panther. He took off the collar from the panther’s neck, which was licking the young man’s cheek, and carefully handed it to Lenox. “I am a warrior of the Southern Blood Spirit Clan. I am skilled at observing the future by looking at the stars and finding my brothers.” “Blood Spirit Clan, huh…” It was a name he remembered. Wasn’t the Eye of the North Star, one of the three types of magic eyes that Oliviera had shown Lenox, from the Blood Spirit Clan? “If you tie it to your friend who doesn’t listen, you will be able to find its location by looking at the stars in the night sky, no matter where it is.” “Hmm, I don’t know if he’ll like it… I’ll keep it in mind.” Lenox said that and took the collar that the young man handed him. The young man bowed his head to Lenox once more, then carried his panther and disappeared. Lenox also turned his back on the blood-soaked gang headquarters and left immediately. [It’s not like I’m going to leave Master’s side anyway, so it’s not necessary.] Lenox chuckled at Davi’s grumbling. “Don’t worry. I have no intention of putting it on you.” What would be the point of putting such a collar on Davi, who exists on the boundary between the electronic world and reality? The relationship between a sorcerer and a spirit exists beyond the physical realm, so if summoning and reverse summoning were possible, crossing distances was not difficult. “However, if we can guess its location based on a powerful medium, wouldn’t it be possible to use it on the Military Order as well?” [Huh?] Lenox, looking at Davi tilting his head, fiddled with the collar in his hand. “Let’s test if it works on the replica of the Military Order.” * * * [An old feud, huh.] Oliviera’s faint voice echoed in the quiet basement. [I didn’t know Onion thought that way. I didn’t encounter him much during the project.] “Madrich said he could tell me the secrets of the project.” Lenox, who was looking down and fiddling with the workbench, replied. “He said that even if he couldn’t tell me because of the restriction, he could show me.” [The field that the Black Consumer Project dealt with was so vast that there were not many cases where even the key people involved knew the same facts.] “……” [If you exclude that part, it’s probably not wrong.] Listening to the voice echoing from behind, Lenox put his eyes behind the lens. A basement workshop that he had asked Jenny to prepare separately. Lenox was tracking the location of the Military Order there, and at the same time, he was contacting Oliviera through the communication network she had provided. He had left the laboratory he had prepared at home for fear of being reverse-tracked, but there were no major problems. The important thing was to guess the direction and distance the Military Order replica was heading, and to find out where Madrich’s Military Orders were gathered. He placed the collar inside the barrier formation of the Military Order that was tied up inside the papyrus, and looked for the position of the constellation drawn on the back of the collar. The constellation itself does not move in the night sky, but depending on the viewing angle and luminosity, it is possible to guess the location of the object to which the collar is attached. “Hmm…” A groan escaped from Lenox’s mouth as he looked at the night sky through the telescope he had installed in advance. [There’s no way things would go that easily.] Oliviera said with a laughing voice. [I didn’t expect you to get an item from the Blood Spirit Clan, but if it’s an item from a half-wit who was kicked out of the clan, the efficacy itself won’t be great.] “……” [Onion said he would send a separate message, so if you really want to meet him, it would be easier to follow that policy.] “I have no intention of following what he wants without knowing anything.” Lenox replied without taking his eyes off the lens. “At least I need to know where Madrich’s main body is located, and where the remaining spirits gather when the Military Order’s body disappears.” [What if that’s impossible?] “I will completely destroy Achilles and interrogate the president.” Lenox’s eyes, which were constantly adjusting the wide angle of the lens, shone coldly. “If I ruin the new project he wants to the point of no return, he will react in some way.” [That’s reckless.] Oliviera laughed. [It would be interesting to watch when you will fall off that tightrope.] Lenox also knew. The unrealistic achievements, reputation, qualifications, and hierarchy he had built up so far were because he had taken such risks. But Oliviera did not know that all the moments when Lenox had taken risks had a reason and conviction. “Be quiet and focus. I didn’t contact you today just to chat.” Lenox said that and slowly pulled up his senses from deep inside his body. A nasty foreign sensation, a little different from simply handling mana, forcibly blooming and adjusting a congenital ability. But through that, the output of the magic eyes directed at both eyes was dispersed, and Lenox’s pupils began to rotate smoothly. Only then did Oliviera’s laughter stop abruptly, realizing what Lenox was trying to do. […You’re out of your mind. It’s just starting to sprout.] From the beginning, he had no intention of relying solely on the Blood Spirit Clan item he had luckily obtained. The reason why Lenox had gone to the trouble of creating and preserving a replica of the Military Order, risking danger. It was to directly observe the results with Lenox’s magic eyes, which observe the realm of possibilities, and to capture other possibilities that exist in the same time period. If there were other possibilities that the replica of the Military Order could have, it would be the main body of the gang boss’s Military Order that was collected by Madrich right now. The left magic eye that visualizes the realm of possibilities. And the right magic eye that imitates the Eye of the Seven Colors, which observes and fixes the results of cause and effect. By combining the two abilities and recalling the position of the constellation that observes the replica of the Military Order, it is possible to see a landscape beyond what is visible. Even if it was impossible to follow at Oliviera’s level, it would be enough to add additional meaning to the already existing magic eye’s ability. [It’s impossible to follow with just theory. How can you do it when you haven’t even grasped the concept of cause and effect properly…] “You can check that out for yourself from now on.” Lenox’s right pupil, muttering that, slowly began to rise a golden circle from deep within the black pupil.