Genius Wizard Takes Medicine [EN]: Chapter 850

Looking dumbfounded at Raphael, Hayward spoke.

“Even if we overlook your skill in drawing power from the facility as if it were your own, that magic that fortified the entire facility is even stranger.”

“What do you mean?”

“There are over 30 different proxy incantations of the spell being detected on the monitor.”

Hayward’s gaze turned from the monitor to the gleam of electricity wildly dancing.

“Originally, the power produced to manage the national park wouldn’t be of good quality, so how can you create such powerful magic with such cheap electricity?”

Fzzzt, fzzzt!!

A cluster of lightning bolts exploding in dozens of forms in the air, and lightning toads running through them without hesitation.

They eagerly devour the electricity surging from all directions, constantly inflating their bodies.

[Croak, croak.]

The toads, now as large as armored vehicles, let out pleasant croaking sounds as they leisurely absorb the barrage of fire from the soldiers.

When one of them stretched out its long tongue and bit down on a soldier who was lifting a rocket launcher from the rear, the soldier, electrocuted all over, collapsed with a miserable scream.

[Aaaahhh!!]

Ignoring the screams echoing through the control room’s speakers, Hayward pointed to the mechanical soldiers facing the army head-on.

“Not only that, but these mechanical soldiers. They are far too powerful to have been made from broken parts inside the facility.”

“……”

“Even if you’ve mastered crafting magic or spells, there are limits. It’s absurd that robots made from crude parts can withstand an army that was guarding a research facility head-on…”

Unlike Raphael, Hayward seemed to have some knowledge of mechanical engineering as well.

Perhaps that’s why he couldn’t understand how Lenok had managed to create such a mechanical army.

It’s not as simple as just creating a magnetic field to gather parts and form them into robots.

It’s impossible without giving the mechanical soldiers rules and order in their movements, and prioritizing their actions so they can fight in formation.

Hayward knows that the process itself is impossible without thoroughly programming an algorithm based on a logical structure.

The method of creating mechanical soldiers with minimal parts.

The algorithms or programs to move the created mechanical soldiers.

The power transmission to supply and maintain energy to the moving army.

All of that is far from being explained by just a few spells or willpower.

Under the series of processes that nonchalantly fortified the entire facility, thousands of unseen skills and experiences are subtly embedded.

As soon as Hayward witnessed it on the monitor, he immediately recognized its extraordinary nature and pointed out what he understood to Lenok.

“……”

Instead of replying, Lenok stared blankly at Hayward.

“W-what is it….”

Lenok smiled and turned his gaze away, leaving Hayward, who had unknowingly become intimidated.

“You’re not from this side of the business, are you?”

“……”

“If you’re not interested in the industry, don’t bother asking annoying questions.”

If Hayward had even a little bit of experience in the underworld, he would know what Lenok had done in Machina [a city known for its advanced technology and mechanical industries].

No, even if he was on the surface, if he was this oblivious to the news, he must have been extremely engrossed in his own work at the research institute.

He wouldn’t be unaware of the fact that Lenok had returned after working as a Meister [a master craftsman or engineer] under the name of Lyman for a while.

Nor would he be unaware of the incident where he had turned the mechanical city upside down in the process.

The very fact that he was asking how Lenok could handle such precise crafting spells with such skill was proof that he didn’t know much about the ‘Ban’ [a term referring to a powerful and potentially dangerous ability or technique].

Perhaps he had only heard of the ‘Fortress’s’ notoriety, and wasn’t that interested in its true nature in the first place.

That’s probably why he can ask these questions even when standing in front of Lenok.

“Put aside the useless questions and focus on the work. By now, you should be ready to pick out useful information and present it to me, right?”

“T-that’s…!!”

Hayward quickly averted his gaze at Lenok’s sharp questioning.

“If you want me to listen to your request that you can’t speak directly, you should show some sincerity. If you’re slower than me, you’ll have to be prepared.”

“Okay, okay!! How can I possibly win if I’m competing against a great mage in data sorting speed…!!”

“Is that a competition? If it’s a battle of wits, I’d like to participate as well.”

“Professor, shut up!!”

While grumbling, Hayward quickly stuck to Raphael’s side and organized the data appearing on the screen.

[Wizard Training Plan]

[Profiling: Evan Bailon]

[Common Magic System 16th Experiment Record]

……

He quickly organizes the data that Lenok had mentioned to the two of them and arranges it in an easy-to-view format.

Watching Raphael, who was strangely competitive, and Hayward, who was disgusted, continue their work, Lenok picked up the green notebook next to him.

[Above: Thousandfold Earth Armor] The entire power generation facility is fortified, blocking external access.

Now that the confidential research data on the disk is being accessed with Lenok’s magic, and the data classification is left to the two of them.

There was still something Lenok, who couldn’t move due to the magic supply, could do.

Raphael’s research journal on druidic nature spells.

It seemed to be quite an old notebook, as the smell of old paper wafted up every time a page was turned.

“Cough.”

He suppressed a cough with one hand and turned the page.

The journal contained a brief summary of Raphael’s experiences in Elderwood, the sacred place of the druids.

The mysterious disease that had spread among the druids.

Raphael’s journey to treat it, and the data he had recorded on his research and experiments with nature spells.

As Lenok focused on reading the journal, he soon realized something quite interesting.

‘Raphael’s reputation and status seem to be much higher than I thought.’

Although it wasn’t explicitly written in the journal, it was clear that the druids who helped Raphael were very polite and cooperative.

It wasn’t just because he had treated the disease, but it was indirectly implied throughout the journal that they highly valued and revered Raphael himself.

The theoretical magic academia that Lenok hadn’t paid much attention to.

Perhaps Raphael was one of the most prominent authorities with an exceptionally outstanding reputation there.

It was evident from the way Hayward didn’t like Raphael much but couldn’t treat him carelessly.

‘A disease that causes physical transformation regardless of whether nature spells are learned or not….’

A terrible disease where the body becomes part of the vegetation and is fixed in place.

Many had lost their lives due to this epidemic among the druids, and dozens had to cut off their own limbs.

Most of the journal was about Raphael’s experiments to further improve the stability of nature spells and prevent the disease with the druids’ immutability.

Just by glimpsing at the detailed experimental records and progress, even Lenok unconsciously realized how outstanding a researcher Raphael was.

To give away such a carefully recorded research journal to meet Evan Bailon, Raphael was no ordinary person either.

Lenok’s eyes lit up as he quickly read the journal and confirmed the conclusion.

‘The abnormal stability of nature spells is based on placing the source of the spell outside the spell itself.’

Observing the form by simultaneously observing the inside and outside of the spell, and forcibly stabilizing it.

In the process, even if one side, either the outside or the inside of the spell, is altered, it is immediately restored through the image observed from the opposite side.

It was something that would normally only be possible with massive magic consumption, but druids who use nature spells can easily perform this series of processes without power consumption.

‘Although magic consumption will increase, the basic principle itself can be followed with magic. No, at this level, it’s rather….’

It was enough to apply it to the Incarnation [a magical technique to create a temporary body or clone] right now and see meaningful results.

Thanks to Raphael’s detailed recording of the principles and flow of the spell, it wasn’t difficult for Lenok to follow with his intuition.

Even though magic consumption would increase, at this level, it seemed possible to reliably stabilize the unstable Incarnation and use it as a clone.

It was true that he saw potential in nature spells, but the results exceeded his expectations more than he had initially thought.

While Lenok was lost in thought for a moment, coughing from the unexpected gain.

Raphael, who was watching him, whispered to Hayward.

A very faint voice, holding his breath, so that Lenok wouldn’t hear.

“He’s been coughing since earlier.”

“So what?”

“……I heard rumors that the Fortress wasn’t in good health, but now it seems to be worse.”

“……”

“From the fact that the great mage can’t stop his cough and is showing it in front of us, it’s clear that-”

Lenok closed the research journal and said.

“I can hear everything.”

“H, heup!!”

Raphael clamped his mouth shut like a clam, then straightened his neck and hardened his expression with solemnity.

However, he couldn’t hide the cold sweat dripping down his temples.

Hayward looked at him with a somewhat pathetic expression, and Raphael rolled his eyes.

“To be worried about my health in this situation, Professor Raphael’s heart is as vast as the ocean.”

Lenok smiled and turned his head.

“On the contrary, it seems like you’re not very worried about your own life.”

“……”

Raphael, who had been silent while sweating profusely, slowly began to speak.

“T-this is a really meaningless question, but… may I ask you just one thing?”

“Professor, why are you asking if it’s meaningless?”

Lenok nodded at Raphael’s words, ignoring Hayward’s sarcasm.

The professor, who was quickly rolling his eyes, asked.

“If, just hypothetically… if someone were to try to subdue you, what would you do?”

“……”

“Subdue? What are you talking about?”

Hayward, who didn’t understand the words, tilted his head, but Lenok immediately understood Raphael’s intention and smiled bitterly.

The Fortress subjugation operation currently proposed by Dead Rise and known to Pandemonium [a powerful organization],.

Raphael was mentioning that fact to Lenok and trying to gauge Lenok’s reaction.

To try to probe Lenok about the subjugation operation at this point and see his reaction, was he brave or just fearless?

Either way, it was clear that Raphael was completely inept at this kind of reconnaissance.

‘I don’t know who he wants to help.’

Even if Raphael was trying to check the Fortress’s reaction for Pandemonium.

Conversely, it would also make sense if he was trying to warn Lenok about the subjugation operation.

It was possible for Raphael, as a new member of Pandemonium, to move to gather information.

It was also a plausible action for Raphael, who had learned that the Fortress was deeply involved with Evan Bailon, to try to warn him secretly.

But at this point, was there any reason to engage in a war of nerves with Raphael while pretending not to know about it?

Just as Lenok was about to ignore Raphael’s question, Hayward said, looking at the screen.

“The data classification is almost done. I’ll bundle the files you were interested in and hand them over at once.”

The restoration and loading of the confidential data stolen from the Bailon Research Institute was almost complete, and the classification was also nearing completion.

Click.

“Here, you’ll find most of the inside story of the research institute that you were curious about.”

Hayward detached the attached screen and handed it to Lenok, slightly averting his gaze.

“I’ll say it again, I’m not the instigator of this. I just lent a hand to an inevitable plan.”

“What are you trying to say?”

“So, please don’t get angry… and please speak well of me to Professor Bailon.”

Hayward answered, feigning ignorance.

“After you see it, you’ll understand why the Central Council and other researchers cooperated with this project.”

“……”

Lenok silently looked at Hayward, then immediately opened the [Wizard Training Plan] outline that appeared at the top of the screen.

The outline described the thought process and circumstances of why this project was started.

=The Common Magic System created by Evan Bailon is a type of modified magic based on ancient magic that had no form.

A mechanical investigation and report that did not contain any emotions.

=Research is being conducted on common magic, but at a point where there are no results, one conclusion has been reached.

=It is that no one other than a wizard who has mastered common magic can properly handle the common magic system.

=Using common magic through a learning device is not mastering magic, but a result of benefiting from the versatility of common magic.

=In order to continue research properly, a wizard who has mastered common magic is needed.

=Therefore, the following assumptions are made to start a new project.

Lenok chuckled at the phrase written on the line below.

=Assumption 1. Evan Bailon is an artificial human.

“What is this….”

Lenok muttered, and just as he was about to turn the screen to check the bottom, he heard a loud thud.

Kooong-!!!

One of the monitors in the control room was dyed black.

An ominous reverberation that was incomparable to the impact that had been inflicted on the power generation facility until now.

[Gyaooo-!!]

The toad spirits made of lightning bolts let out miserable cries from all directions.

Crack!!

The steel army that had been blocking the path was crushed in an instant.

A purple flash flickered, and the amplified gravity pressed down on the steel mass, which was then painted over with dark shadows.

Whoosh!!

A black visor emerged from the darkness on the other side of the monitor.

It slowly walked forward, casting its gaze at the surveillance equipment that was openly filming it.

Lenok, realizing that it was directed at him, who was watching the situation in the control room, stood up from his seat.

“The support troops from the Special Operations Agency have arrived. It seems the City Council has also made a decision.”

“S-support troops?!”

Black, purple, and a silver visor that he had never seen before.

The powerful figures who had appeared at the end of Pandemonium’s interim report had broken their long silence and begun to move.