Drug-Eating Genius Mage

Chapter 167

Lighthouse (1)

“Fight properly!”

“why me?”

It has been almost 100 seconds since Weizen began to appreciate the riotous fireworks display.

It was enough for Lennok to get data on his combat flight while pretending to dodge his attacks eagerly.

In the first place, there was no need to worry about avoiding magic that could clearly see the flow of mana at the same time as it was being fired.

Lennok, who lightly turned the airship to shake off the chasing flames, turned his gaze to the other side of the night sky.

A young man watching them from afar without participating in the battle even though Weizen is beating magic in full swing.

Now that Weizen is in the mood to push him, he doesn’t dare to step forward, but if the situation reverses, he can always join in.

It was necessary to fine-tune the situation.

“... ... Ugh!”

However, after throwing fire magic a few times, Weizen seemed to have realized something, so rather than blindly getting angry, he began to let out his silence.

In fact, I couldn’t have come this far and ignored Lennok, so it’s reasonable to think that something was hidden.

“It’s an artifact... ... !!”

Of course, his conclusions were far from the truth.

“Besides the badge of Nyx, you have an artifact that helps you fly! ha ha ha!! I never thought things would work out so well... ... !”

“... ... .”

Saying that, Weizen immediately led the wingboat and started charging towards Lennok.

Aside from making wildly wrong assumptions, the action itself is relatively rational.

Realizing that he couldn’t shoot down Lenok just by shooting magic from a distance, he immediately began moving to close the distance and reduce the radius of action.

That way of thinking was still worthy of being called a wizard.

Weizen, who completely let go of the steering wheel he was holding, stepped on the seat of the wingboat and climbed up.

He quickly made hand signs with both hands and chanted his own magic in an instant.

[Fire Net]

Fire!

The flames from both hands rapidly expanded and spread a bright red net toward Lennok’s wingboat.

[Red Flame Ball]

Weizen, who occupied two sides of the four sides and narrowed the radius of action, immediately chanted another magic, creating a huge fireball in the air.

It was a considerable size that seemed to be twice as large as the wingboat Weizen was riding on.

But instead of heading in the direction of the fireball, Lennok jerked the steering wheel of the wingboat in the direction of the net.

Lennok’s wingboat, stopped just in front of the approaching net, maneuvered at right angles, exquisitely capsized, stopped, and at the same time slowly flipped the hull diagonally and exquisitely slipped through the net.

Weizen’s eyes widened as if they were about to tear at the graceful movement, as if performing aerobatics.

“this person... ... !!”

[Combat Flight Algorithm Calculation 88%.]

‘Suddenly Darby is starting to operate the wingboat by herself.’

That ridiculous movement just now was not Lenok, but entirely the result of borrowing the power of the Brain Spirit.

It doesn’t just stop at flying well, but it continues to judge and calculate every moment, and envisions the most efficient avoidance route.

There was nothing more to see after Weizen avoided two fire magic shots fired in succession.

Lennok shook his head as he looked at Weizen’s shocked expression.

“It’s not like that. You have that kind of magic, but you don’t even know how to handle it properly.”

“What bullshit are you talking about!!”

The characteristics of flame-type magic are strong firepower and explosive space control.

If Weizen knew how to handle those two properties properly, it wouldn’t be strange if the sky now became a sea of fire without Lennok’s help.

However, he simply struggled to fit Lennok in this wide space using the prescribed magic molding.

“Look carefully. The power of flame is written like this.”

“what... ... ?”

Instead of responding, Lennok took the tobacco from his mouth and tossed it into the air.

The embers that remained at the end of the year reacted intensely with the mana fired by Lennok, transforming into a huge ball of flame. At

the

same time, dozens of flames that burst and flowed out like balloons began to swim in the sky like demonic fire.

[Red phosphorus]

Hwaaaaaaaa!!

There are a couple of unique flame-type magics, but you can tell by observing them properly.

The magic of the Mage Tower has the characteristic of leaving the direction of growth and necessary potential intact in one magic so that talented people can inherit it from generation to generation and continue research.

Of course, it would be absurd for other mages to realize that flow unless they directly learned the core magic manipulation method, but it meant nothing to Lennok.

It was not difficult to understand even the structure of the flame series’ unique magic, which emphasizes destructive power and range explosion, as it has a part in common with the lightning series.

Lennok clenched his fists as he watched the dozens of flames slowly falling around Weizen.

[Multiple Resonance]

At the same time, the flames that burn like a demon’s fire resonate simultaneously in all directions, exploding and increasing its destructive power.

“The moment I thought so, I didn’t intervene and rather looked at the liver... ... .”

The young man intervened the moment he realized that Lennok’s ability was more than Weisen’s, to be precise.

If Lennok was weaker than Weizen, would the young man have stunned Weizen the same way as before?

The assumption itself offended Lennok.

“I apologize if I felt rude.”

The young man bowed his head politely without saying a word.

“What we are about to do involves far more dangerous and darker secrets than you might think. I felt that when accepting a new outsider into the organization, it needed to be vetted accordingly.”

“There is nothing wrong with that.”

As Lennox said that, he slowly erased his laughter.

“But I don’t think that’s your boss’s idea.”

“... ... .”

If the lighthouse keeper wanted to verify Lennok’s qualifications, there would be no way he would do it this way, by sending only one subordinate.

Whatever the case may be, he is the only person who has directly heard the will of Madrea Palsire.

No matter how unsophisticated and rude the lighthouse keeper was, there was no way she would treat the last person she had spoken to with her grandmother this way.

In other words, what he said now was completely his own opinion.

The young man made no excuses.

“... ... sorry. I will guide you right away.”

He said that and immediately grabbed the fainting Weizen’s head and jaw.

It seemed that they intended to kill it in one shot and then drop the corpse downwards.

But Lennok saw that action and shook his head instead.

“No, don’t kill me, save me. If possible, I would like it to be kept on your side.”

“yes?”

A young man blinking his eyes, unable to understand Lenok’s words.

Now, when Weizen was trying to kill Lennok and take the Nix’s insignia, wouldn’t this be a good time for Lennok to kill him and cover his tracks?

However, Lennok smiled faintly as he looked down at Weizen’s stunned face.

“It would be a waste to kill a mage of this level easily. It is a manpower that cannot be obtained anywhere. There will be room to use it somehow.”

The moment he met Weizen in the thick fog, where no one could see him, Lennok already had a sense of how to use his existence.

A talented wizard who wields powerful magic. An arrogant genius who is rare, yet has a clear identity and a not very good personality.

Indeed, isn’t Lenok the perfect manpower to put a dump on this job?

‘It might come in handy when something goes wrong with breaking the drug lord’s safe.’

Lennox grinned at the thought.

The young man was only looking up at Lennok with a distinctly timid expression on his face.

* * *

The two tied up the stunned Weizen and loaded him onto the young man’s wingboat.

He didn’t forget to take out the dagger from his chest and stab it into Weizen’s skin.

“that... ... .”

“just in case.”

A dagger with curse spells acquired through the battle with Irina.

As Weizen is also a wizard of a certain level, he will have magic resistance, but if he stabbed himself through a dagger, it would be enough to put restrictions on his movement.

“Ugh... ... .”

Weizen began to break out in a cold sweat as if the curse had worked, even if weakly.

After completely overpowering him with restraints and curses, Lennok began searching for Weisen’s arms without hesitation.

“Let’s see... ... . I have more than I thought. You seem to have a lot of interest in artifacts, like a guy who covets other people’s things.”

Most of them seemed to be artifacts that assisted with the flame-type magic he used, but there were some that looked quite useful.

A necklace with an impressive bright red ruby.

It looked like a red eye-shaped magic tool embedded in an octagonal crystal, but even Lennok saw that it had considerable magical energy.

Considering that he blocked the fire magic cast by Lennok, he probably had good performance.

The young man waited for Lennok until he ate Weizen.

It didn’t seem like he felt that awkward.

“If it’s all over, let’s go. I’ll give you an explanation as we go.”

The situation was completely different from the first time we met, but no one pointed it out.

A young man who introduced himself as Amun led the way.

“Cheongyeon-nim has been predicting his own death for a very long time.”

Amon said.

The attitude of speaking first without hesitation even though he heard a bloody threat from Lennok right before.

He was no ordinary guide either.

“No one has heard the details of what kind of disaster occurred while challenging the ascension, but he was waiting for the day he would die.”

“... ... .”

“The organization created to promise the future according to his will is the ‘Blue Eye’, a gathering of our Watchers.”

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