Genius Wizard Takes Medicine [EN]: Chapter 514

At Lenok’s quiet question, the visor scoffed instead.

[Ha, I wondered what you were going to say…]

As the visor lowered his body, the joint of the train was sliced off as if cut, and the space of the passenger compartment twisted diagonally.

Swoosh!!

[If you think you can buy time by spouting nonsense, you’re wrong!!!]

The passenger compartment collapsed. Amidst the scattering seats and luggage compartment debris, a dazzling light exploded.

Lenok, using his magic to grab and pull all objects around him, rotated in place.

The visor, with his arms heated, continuously unleashed different spells as he charged.

The trajectories of the swirling threads and the straight flashes constantly intersected, cutting and exploding.

Thud thud thud thud!!!!

Lenok’s body, with shields added to his limbs, staggered, dodging the pouring spells and kicks, and at the same time, he threw out magic threads released from his fingertips in all directions.

A somewhat awkward sensation of lowering his head and twisting his shoulder.

However, the murderous intent that barely grazed his eyes, throat, collarbone, and below his joints was not an illusion.

Close-quarters combat within the limited space of the train, something not very familiar to Lenok himself.

He manipulated his limbs by pulling the magic threads with his thoughts, and with that moving body, he again manipulated the magic threads to suppress the attacks erupting from all directions.

The threads released from under his feet bound the visor’s kicks, and several strands of magic thread that had rotated from his back were pulled taut, cutting into flesh.

Swish!!

A checkered net that crisscrossed rose from Lenok’s fingertips, splitting the spells erupting from the front.

He hung the fragments and the afterglow of magic scattered in the air on the ends of the magic threads and pulled them like a pulley.

As if gauging a line on the magic threads that were not even properly visible, he drew endless parallel lines over the murderous intent that brushed past the tip of his nose.

The torrent of magic that collided and subsided dozens of times in the fleeting moment of manipulating the magic threads.

It was already too late by the time he perceived and reacted with his five senses.

The close-quarters combat against a superhuman of Saint-rank or higher far exceeded the realm that human senses and intuition could react to.

After confirming with magic perception, he threw out moves close to predictions to maintain balance, and overturned the board and seized the initiative through gambles close to precognition.

A complex and precise tightrope walk that Lenok had never failed at, and must not fail at.

Whoosh!!

Two new forms shot out, piercing through the train connections several times, with the collapsed passenger compartment behind them.

Around them, a dozen magic threads and magic lights flashed, causing a chain reaction of distortions.

Clang!!

A battle performed by forcibly numbing his sense of balance and supporting Lenok’s own body purely with magic thread manipulation.

As if controlling a puppet from a third-person perspective, he pushed aside all his senses and rushed forward.

Lenok’s body, caught between the train seats, rotated as if thrown back, and the blue visor chased after him.

Lenok and the visor’s magic crossed dozens of times amidst the scattering seat cushions and chairs that were cut, exploded, and scattered.

In between, dozens of sharp black arrows poured down, barely grazing the two people’s close proximity.

The impact of the arrows piercing the rails and the train car caused him to crash into the floor and bounce back up.

Thud!!

Using that force, he manipulated his body like a puppet with magic threads, and Lenok escaped through a hole in the ceiling.

However, the visor, who appeared right behind him, grabbed his shadow hood and slammed him into the train wall.

Clang!!

“Ugh…!!”

The two men, stuck to the window at the end of the train running on the rails, glared at each other.

With their faces hidden behind masks, they were undoubtedly reading each other’s intentions by clearly discerning the direction of their gazes.

[That movement just now wasn’t bad. You’re much more skilled in combat than I thought.]

Crack!!

The visor, grabbing Lenok’s collar, lifted one of Lenok’s arms and crushed it against the train wall.

The visor, who had pinned him down, with one arm stuck in the wall, stared at Lenok with a cold glint in his eyes.

[But still, you’re no match for me.]

“Hoo…”

[If you promise to stay still, I can stop at just severing your tendons. If you swear by Geas [a magical oath] to tell me about the secrets of your spells, I’ll spare your life.]

Whoosh!!

The visor, bringing his hand close as if to smash Lenok’s mask at any moment, threatened him.

[If not, know that I can just break your head here and take your brain.]

“…”

[No answer.]

Bang!

[Then you must die.]

The moment Lenok didn’t say anything, the visor put strength into his clenched hand.

The obsidian mask draped inside his robe crumbled and flowed down like powder.

Immediately after, what was revealed beyond the mask was an empty hole inside the empty robe.

[…!!!!]

The moment the visor realized what that meant and his shoulders twitched, a calm voice was heard from above.

“Does it take even a beast’s sixth sense some time to perceive it?”

Thud thud thud!!!

The end of the train, staggering as if it would derail at any moment.

Lenok, who was squatting on the roof, was looking down at the man hanging on the back window.

The robe that the visor was holding onto was now nothing more than a handful of shadows.

Lenok opened his mouth, looking down at the visor through his intact mask.

“Even so, direct manipulation is still a bit clumsy. I need to practice more in real combat and refine it.”

He had tried an impromptu close-quarters combat mixed with magic thread manipulation, but he was far from ready to use it properly in real combat.

Unless he could endure the aftereffects of mana poisoning, he would have to deploy shields one by one in the collision process to directly receive the attacks.

The mana and concentration wasted unnecessarily in that process were considerable.

The problem of stamina and durability that could not be solved even with the recoil of impacts generated during direct combat and magic thread manipulation.

It was something that was natural for physical ability users, but it was a method that lacked practicality for Lenok unless he filled in the conditions that were far below his standards.

For now, he had to be satisfied with the level of not being pushed back against a Saint-rank physical ability user.

All that was left was to smash the visor and confirm Lenok’s guess.

[That bastard, since when…!!!!]

“Don’t you know yet?”

Lenok cut off his words like a knife, and shook off the dust and stood up.

“Of course, from the beginning.”

Screech!!!

The train, having lost its balance, shook endlessly before scattering sparks and a deafening roar in all directions.

The moment the blue visor, gritting his teeth, quickly climbed the train wall and tried to rush towards Lenok again.

Another train that appeared at the intersection right next to him rammed into the visor’s back, unleashing a tremendous shockwave.

Clang!!!

A chilling sound of bones and muscles being crushed and torn.

[Kkyaaaak!!!]

But even that sound was nothing compared to the impact of the train hitting a human.

Lenok extended his magic threads on the collapsing train and boarded the new train that had just appeared.

The figure of a man barely clinging to the roof of the train, struggling to cough up blood.

“Cough…!!”

The limbs in the suit were covered in blood, and all the joints in his body were twisted, with bones protruding in a gruesome shape.

The blue visor he had been wearing until just now was completely shattered, and its fragments were scattered haphazardly.

“It’s not easy living as an agent of the Special Operations Unit, is it?”

Lenok smiled as he turned to look at the back of the fallen man.

“I can’t even imagine how many senses you have to suppress to pretend to be the same as humans, but what is it actually like?”

“You son of a bitch…!!”

“I haven’t worked with werewolves much, so I don’t really have a good idea of what it feels like.”

The man’s bare face, revealed after the blue visor was shattered.

The man, spitting out blood and turning his head away, surprisingly had a face that was familiar to Lenok.

A muscular werewolf with tattoos of unknown patterns all over his body, and his upper body exposed.

Logier, who had participated in the interim settlement as a member of Pandemonium, had appeared before Lenok as a member of Aegis.

Clunk, clunk!

The train shook incessantly, and even the rails the two were on were twisting.

However, Lenok and Logier did not care about the surrounding environment and silently stared at each other’s faces.

“So, you already noticed…”

Logier, who had been staring at Lenok, spat out the blood in his mouth and slowly got up from his seat.

Crack, crack!!

As he stood up, he adjusted his joints and snapped his bones back into place, and at the same time, the skin all over his body rapidly regenerated.

Wiping away the blood covering his face, he unzipped his suit and asked.

“Since when?”

“I told you, from the beginning,” Lenok replied in a nonchalant tone.

“It’s easy to suspect that side because of the puppeteer Chebien’s ability or Vernon’s attitude, but after excluding a few candidates, who the culprit is is as good as decided, isn’t it?”

“…”

“You yourself are a powerful physical ability user, and you’re the type who uses spells that you originally couldn’t use through spell imprinting…”

Lenok, scratching the edge of his mask, chuckled.

“You’re exactly the same as the Aegis agents I’ve faced, like they were cut from the same mold.”

“Hoo…”

“The reason you covered your whole body with a visor and suit is probably for a similar reason, right? You either have imprints all over your body, or you have a distinctive appearance equivalent to that.”

The Aegis agents who had been holding Lenok back possessed powerful spells and combat power at the same time, but they were not proficient in the way they used spells.

If that was a common characteristic of Aegis agents, wouldn’t it be possible to guess the identity of the mole through that?

Logier’s existence, hidden by the characteristic of being a werewolf, was not about understanding and using spells, but about imprinting them and triggering them with actions.

Regardless of the opponent’s rough and fierce attitude, the answer was already there from the beginning, from his abilities.

Even though Logier didn’t answer, Lenok continued to speak.

“I don’t care how you got a foot in both Pandemonium and Aegis. What I’m curious about is your motive.”

“Motive…?”

“You don’t think the Doctor didn’t know about this, do you?”

Logier was speechless at Lenok’s cold gaze.

“Knowing that, why would you reveal your identity at this point? Let me guess.”

Lenok nodded with a smile.

“Collecting relics from the Old World didn’t go as planned. But you still wanted to participate in the settlement, didn’t you?”

The interim settlement that the Doctor was conducting was not simply a settlement process of collecting and handing over relics from the Old World.

In that process, it was also possible to receive information or knowledge of the Old World as much as the adjustment value one had accumulated.

It was clear how great an advantage it was to obtain information about forgotten technologies or abilities that did not originally exist in this world.

Logier had been collecting information about the Old World with the help of Aegis in order to participate in the settlement.

Seeing Logier’s eyes slowly changing, Lenok continued to speak.

“If you leaked information about the settlement and received help from Aegis, it explains this situation. You must have thought that the information about the mole would be forgotten after the Doctor disappeared.”

“…”

“And then, well, there’s no need to say it. It wasn’t bad to pretend to suspect me and leave first, following Chebien.”

Lenok smiled.

“But if you really wanted to avoid suspicion, you should have left Bairuts instead of wearing that ridiculous helmet.”