Genius Wizard Takes Medicine [EN]: Chapter 699

Uninvited Guest (1)

The story of the black magician Baegon and Kyunroe, who killed him.

The agenda mentioned by Hairea, who had summoned the members of the Demonic Assembly, was a topic that Lenox couldn’t ignore, but there was something he needed to confirm first.

Lenox immediately modulated his voice and asked in a cold tone,

“Hairea. What is the meaning of this?”

The message he received from Hairea was only that there was something that required a summons, so he should prepare.

Looking at the chairs placed in the darkness and the gazes fixed on him from the other side, Lenox crossed his arms.

“I have no intention of showing my face for an appointment that wasn’t notified in advance.”

“Victor.”

“I warned you, yet you handle things like this. Ah, well, if you had understood at once-”

Whirr!!

From within Lenox’s arms, where he had crossed them, a magic thread extended, instantly wrapping around Hairea’s arm.

At the sight of the smooth manipulation of the magic thread, the others who had been silent quietly shone their eyes.

Lenox coldly said, watching Hairea’s hesitant figure,

“I shouldn’t have needed to warn you in the first place.”

“……!!”

At that moment, a purple sword light flashed towards the magic thread that was wrapped around Hairea’s arm.

Swoosh!!

“Magician. Please withdraw your intention.”

Standing in front of Lenox with a sword was a tall knight clad in purple armor.

Long hair could be seen under the helmet that covered his face. His posture, standing sideways with his sword, was neat.

An ascetic and noble armor that did not suit this gloomy space at all.

The knight said,

“This matter is not of Hairea’s will. Why are you trying to place undue responsibility on her?”

“Responsibility? I have no interest in responsibility.”

Lenox retorted.

“I’m just saying that a broker with slow information delivery can be removed without any issues. Didn’t you understand this difference?”

Having said that, Lenox glanced at the sword the knight was holding.

“Well, that’s why you don’t know what situation your sword is in, right?”

“……!!”

Only then did the knight, realizing that a magic thread was wrapped around the blade he was holding, shut his mouth.

The skill to cut off the magic thread binding Hairea, and conversely bind the knight’s sword at the same time.

Others, belatedly recognizing the result, murmured.

“Incredible manifestation power… Even if it’s not reality, is this even possible?”

“It might be possible in this space. That’s proof of how strong that sorcerer’s mental fortitude is.”

“I heard he deals with special-type formulas, so his mental world must be unique.”

Their attitude, showing no interest in whether Hairea lived or died, but rather showing a calm reaction of interest in Lenox’s magic thread, made it clear that this was the heart of the Demonic Assembly.

Lenox hooked his finger on the magic thread binding Hairea, and just as he was about to pull her before the knight could react.

“Victor. Why don’t you stop there?”

At that moment, a woman who had been leaning back in a chair in the darkness opened her mouth.

A voice as natural as if she had met him before.

However, the moment the slightly annoyed voice was heard, a resonance that vibrated the entire space spread out.

Paang!!

A tremendous sound manipulator whose voice itself was imbued with power.

Lenox, recognizing her identity as soon as he heard the tone, turned his gaze.

“Freya.”

Freya Collins. A world-renowned diva and a powerful sound manipulator, one of the most prominent magic users.

A monster with talent capable of scattering amplification and curse formulas over a wider area than anyone Lenox had ever seen.

“I’m busy, so I have to go quickly. If you have something to say, finish it here.”

Her figure, leaning back on the chair as if she were about to lie down, carelessly manicuring her nails.

However, none of the others pointed out her lax attitude.

Perhaps because they knew of her fame, or because they had worked with her before.

If you had worked with her once, you couldn’t not know the value of Freya’s abilities.

Freya glanced at Lenox and said,

“You can deal with that woman separately later, right?”

“That’s right. She won’t die here anyway. At most, there will only be some damage to her consciousness.”

The woman sitting next to Freya, Sabrina, nodded indifferently.

A powerful language manipulator, and a capable person who assisted in the settlement using language spells during the interim settlement.

She was also a skilled person who had personally traded information with Lenox.

“How about the two of you settle it cleanly later?”

“Hehehe… I think what the special sorcerer is saying is right.”

A doll, sitting crumpled in one of the chairs, laughed with a clatter.

Chebien, the puppeteer who participated in the interim settlement in Bairutz along with Sabrina.

A person who only manipulates lanky dolls, and Lenox had never directly witnessed his true form.

“That woman isn’t one of us in the first place. Looking for the right time to make sure there are no repercussions… wouldn’t be bad…”

“Chebien. Hairea was chosen as the mediator for the Eastern Continent not because of her origin, but solely because of the leader’s decision.”

Sabrina said as if it were impossible.

One of the other members hidden in the darkness naturally took over the explanation.

“Given her position, she may not have experience, but Hairea’s talent for ‘duality’ is rare.”

“…….”

“Personally, I would like her to continue taking on troublesome tasks for me… because someone has to do it.”

When the leader’s name came up, Chebien also shrugged without saying anything more.

“Is that magician the guy who participated in the last settlement instead of me?”

In the meantime, one of the people Lenox was seeing for the first time naturally opened his mouth.

A man with a face as hard as a rock, wearing a flamboyant feather headdress and amulets like an Indian, with bizarre drawings all over his body.

Sabrina laughed.

“That’s right, Kangara. He’s the gracious person who filled your spot when you were captured by the warlords.”

“Hmph. That was just a mistake.”

The young man called Kangara scoffed.

“It was the fault of that Agilon guy who didn’t follow the will of the sacred tribe. It’s not my fault.”

“That’s an interesting excuse. You had to sell the name of a dead guy to blame him?”

Kangara, unfazed by Freya’s sneer, stroked his chin and said,

“But it’s interesting. To be able to maintain the magic thread’s inflammation so strongly in this ritual space, I guess he really is a special-type sorcerer.”

“Ritual space?”

“I’ve reorganized it into a mock ritual space where the consciousness of the dead can be forcibly transformed to allow mediation and sharing.”

Hairea answered in a calm voice to Lenox’s words.

“According to the doctor, he was making it for the purpose of using it for the interim settlement, but he felt its limitations and changed its purpose.”

A mock ritual space.

With just those words, Lenox could understand that the people gathered here were not in the same space.

Was it a place where only consciousness was summoned here, reorganized into a relay station where remote meetings were possible?

From the point where Hairea became the mediator of this space, it must have been called together to experiment with it for the purpose of ordering the Demonic Assembly’s work.

Lenox, recalling his past memories, said,

“During the interim settlement, you said there were a few missing people with unique abilities.”

Now, a person named Kangara was in the spot, but at the time, he was said to have gone missing during the operation along with Agilin.

He remembered the doctor lamenting that it would have been good to bring back even the corpse because it was a rare ability.

Considering what happened at the time, it was clear whose consciousness of the dead Hairea was referring to.

“You processed Agilon’s consciousness to build a ritual space that allows remote sharing. Did you borrow the power of other sorcerers for that?”

“Agilon had a rather unique mental ability in many ways. You could call it a shared mental body that can directly interact with external information.”

Sabrina shrugged and explained.

“The doctor thought that constitution was too good to throw away, so he processed Agilon’s corpse and played around with it a bit.”

“…….”

Only then did Lenox look around at the members gathered in this space and nod his head.

Freya of sound manipulation. Sabrina of language manipulation, Chebien of puppetry.

They were all sorcerers specialized in manipulating or handling other mediums, not themselves.

He thought it was strange that these three people, who didn’t fit together at all, had gathered in one place, but there was a reason for it.

Perhaps Kangara, that Indian, was also a capable person with a similarly unique ability.

A knight whom he had no acquaintance with in Victor’s identity, and about two other figures.

If you add the members gathered here, Lenox, and Hairea, it would be about nine people.

“…Okay.”

Watching those who had been quietly observing the situation, Lenox slowly withdrew the magic thread.

The knight, confirming that Hairea had nodded, stepped back with a sullen look, and Lenox, sitting on an empty chair, crossed his arms and nodded.

“Let’s make it short.”

As soon as Lenox finished speaking, Hairea opened her mouth.

“Today’s meeting is not only for the experiment of the mock ritual space, but also to briefly share several issues that have gone out of control.”

“…….”

“As Myung has withdrawn from the Pandemonium’s affairs, there have been cases where problems have arisen among the arrangements made by that side. The first is…”

“You mean Baegon’s matter.”

Without waiting for Hairea’s answer, the others began to chime in one by one.

“I didn’t like that guy from the start. He acted like he was something special, with his shoulders all puffed up.”

“I’m interested in the magic amplification ring that friend had, do you know where his corpse is buried?”

Judging from Sabrina and Chebien’s indifferent attitude, Baegon seemed to have maintained a fairly consistent behavior before.

“Was it said that Kyunroe of Balkan killed him? I’ve never met him, but I already like him.”

“How about recruiting that magician called Kyunroe instead of Baegon?”

Baegon’s impression was so bad that they were now even evaluating Kyunroe positively.

While Lenox sat with his arms crossed and quietly tilted his head, Hairea opened her mouth again.

“It’s well known that the gravediggers are arrogant by nature. It’s not a strange thing.”

“Gravediggers… you mean?”

“A group of sorcerers who roam the Black Cat Forest in the Northern Continent. Many sorcerers who are excellent in the Yin [陰意 – dark/shadow] system are hidden there.”

Sabrina explained as the knight tilted his head as if he didn’t understand.

“They are known for being exclusive to outsiders, having strict rules, being ascetic, and being quite stiff-necked. And a fact that I learned relatively recently…”

Sabrina whispered quietly as if amused.

“They are said to worship Myung like a god.”

“…….”

Hairea nodded.

“Baegon was from that gravedigger group, and he was traveling around the Eastern Continent in contact with Ermong. The problem is after that.”

“What problem with a guy who’s already dead?”

“Because he privately used Myung’s black coffin to increase his power, and secretly tried to make a new coffin to fill the vacancy.”

At that moment, the space shrouded in darkness fell into a strange silence.

A reaction that they couldn’t easily believe what Hairea had said. That’s how surprising it was that he had touched the black coffin.

Chebien muttered as if he was dumbfounded.

“These days, the ways people try to commit suicide are so creative…”

“No, so was that why he was trying to make a new black coffin with Ermong?”

“That’s right. It seems that Ermong confessed after he was almost killed by Kyunroe while secretly helping.”

Hairea answered calmly.

“The doctor found out about this while looking for Ermong at Soryu’s request, and told me to tell the whole story.”

“You don’t think it’s something that will end with just Baegon.”

Kangara, who immediately understood the intention, asked,

“Do you believe the gravediggers are behind it?”

“I’ve notified the elders of the gravediggers, but there’s no answer. I’m already cutting off contact with them.”

Hairea’s eyes seemed to shine coldly.

“The rare catalysts produced in the Black Cat Forest are a pity, but I have no choice but to postpone judgment until I know the inside story. Especially if it’s related to Myung.”

“I see…”

Like the others, Lenox, who was listening to Hairea’s explanation, was also lost in thought.

He thought that Baegon hadn’t been able to explain the situation because of the problems with Myung’s mind, but it turned out there was a more complicated situation.

Lenox had never even imagined that Baegon would have used the black coffin privately.

‘That’s why Baegon called Myung as soon as he completed the black coffin.’

During the battle in the underground ruins, Baegon was being suppressed by Lenox, but he was trying to call Myung for help.

He thought it was because he regarded Myung as his teacher, but in reality, it was because he thought that Myung wouldn’t notice the vacancy after he made a new black coffin.

If Baegon knew that Myung’s mind was unstable and tried to take advantage of the aftermath, it wasn’t impossible.

However, as soon as Myung responded to the call, he recognized what Baegon had done and took away his power.

However, if this situation doesn’t end with Baegon’s death and is also connected to a group called the gravediggers who worship Myung.

He could also understand why they were discussing a matter that had already ended in the meeting now.

“So what are we going to do now? Should we just kill those gravediggers every time we encounter them?”

“Since we can’t get an answer from Myung right now, the situation itself is on hold.”

Hairea said.

“There may not be a big problem since they worship Myung…”

“Worshipping a black magician and listening to a black magician are two completely different things.”

Freya tossed out the words while manicuring her nails.

“My fans don’t always listen to me either.”

“…….”

An answer based entirely on personal experience.

However, Freya’s words proved more plainly than any explanation that the gravediggers could not be trusted.

“It would be good to keep the gravediggers in mind. I understand.”

In response to Kangara’s answer, the knight, who was sitting upright with his back straight next to him, nodded his head.

Somehow, his attire and attitude did not fit the atmosphere of this space at all.

However, the other members continued the conversation as if they were not interested in the knight’s reaction.

“But how strong is that magician called Kyunroe that he single-handedly crushed Baegon and Ermong?”

“Considering that both of them were high-level combat magicians, he must be someone who is familiar with high-level combat.”

The topic naturally shifted from Baegon to the magician who dealt with him.

The others also seemed to be somewhat interested, and naturally began to add a word each.

“I want to see him in person… I’m so curious what kind of magic he learned that his methods are so cruel.”

“Don’t bother, he’s designated as the most dangerous magician in Balkan. There’s a rumor that he’s completely gone mad in exchange for transcending his rank.”

“Considering that Ex Machina withdrew from the matter of the mechanical city, isn’t it already at an irreversible level?”

“…….”

While Lenox was silently listening to those rumors that slandered him, Sabrina said,

“Come to think of it, isn’t Hairea in Balkan right now? We should be careful not to meet him.”

“That’s not wrong. Kyunroe’s reputation has become so heavy that it’s difficult to move properly.”

Hairea also seemed to agree, and answered naturally.

“I’m spending money on security, but it’s hard to track when he’ll return to the city and be active.”

Her answer made the other members think.

“It’s troublesome. It’s one thing if Hairea is in danger, but the position of the megacity is too important to exclude.”

“If Kyunroe’s personality is as rumored, it wouldn’t be strange if we clashed at some point during the contact.”

“Victor. Do you happen to have any information about Kyunroe?”

In the meantime, Sabrina, who had exchanged information with Lenox a few times, asked.

“I heard that powerful sorcerers often hear news unintentionally. That’s how the Order of Spells was created, right?”

“I have no interest in pure formula-type magicians.”

Lenox replied coldly.

“Hmm…”

“I admit that his work is not bad, but his obsession with fighting is not my taste.”

Lenox’s answer, calmly gilding his own face. Those who knew Victor also naturally understood.

“Well… you didn’t have that kind of feeling.”

“No, isn’t this a huge overestimation?”

“It’s the first time I’ve seen Victor acknowledge another sorcerer.”

Rather, they seemed more interested in the evaluation that Lenox had mentioned about Kyunroe.

While Lenox frowned, recognizing that strange prejudice, the ninth figure, who had not spoken a word until now, opened his mouth.

“I have a few stories I’ve heard about Kyunroe. If it’s okay, I’d like to share them here.”

“Daimus.”

“Does Dead Rise have any information they’ve gotten their hands on?”

Dead Rise. The moment Lenox, hearing those words, turned his gaze towards Daimus.

Daimus, glancing at Lenox, said,

“There’s a rumor that the owner of the new magic tower to be built in Balkan is Kyunroe himself.”