Drug-Eating Genius Mage

Chapter 614

Genius Magician Who Eats Medicine Episode 614

Ex Machina (1)

“Lyman’s workshop has been closed lately.”

“The owner there is quite an unusual person, so it was quite fun to leave the equipment and listen to his impressions. You posted a review, too.”

A few days after Lennok locked the studio door and devoted himself to remodeling new equipment.

Rumors that the workshop, which had been a hot topic for a while, went into closure quickly spread.

Among them, there are quite a few customers who came with equipment to entrust to Lennok and swallowed their regrets when they saw the closed door.

“The door is closed, but the workshop furnace seems to be still running.”

“There are rumors that he is focusing on training at the closing ceremony after being pushed out of the selection ceremony.”

“... ... You were a martial artist, not an engineer, to train in closed doors?”

“Anyway, it doesn’t seem like he’s moved or quit, so let’s wait and see.”

“The workshop reservation app is already full. When will it be updated... ... .”

It is late at night when passers-by grumbling through the workshop district disappear one by one, leaving very few passers-by on the streets well past midnight.

Black shadows began to slowly rise from all over the workshop area, centering on Lennok’s studio.

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa... ... !!

In the darkness, a person approaching, gliding through the night streets, wrapped in a thicker darkness like clothes.

With faint green eyes shining, they quickly confirmed each other’s location.

[...] ... .]

[... ... .]

They exchanged opinions without saying a word, set the order and timing on the spot with hand gestures, and returned to their positions.

In the shadows, a thick gloved hand quietly opened the workshop’s locked door and carefully pushed it out.

Awesome... ... .

Like someone flowing through a crack in a window, someone through a ventilation hole on the roof, someone walking through a wall on the spot.

The shadows that entered the workshop in an instant began to look around the interior in silence.

[...] ... .]

Unlike the first time I opened the studio and started receiving customers, the scenery is chaotic with all sorts of mechanical parts close to junk piled up like a mountain.

Various production tools, including hammers, are hung on the wall as if they were on display in a melted or smashed state.

There was no noise from the shadows even among the wreckage of parts and discarded mechanical equipment piled up so much that the workbench could not be seen.

Silence in which there is no reverberation of movement even though it exists there without a doubt, as if it absorbs the noise they make into the shadows.

However, the shadows rather successfully infiltrated into the workshop, but rather began to be more nervous and wary of their surroundings.

Suddenly, a rustling noise rang out from behind the shadow as he slowly brought his hand to his waist.

“... ... Ugh!!”

[...] ... !!]

Immediately, the shadows held different firearms from their waists and aimed them in all directions.

Incredibly agile movements. There was a moderation that could not be hidden in the movement to split and share the border area in an instant.

[...] ... .]

The figure of the shadows moving at the same time as the shadow holding the assault rifle in the lead beckoned.

I turn around and turn around behind the mountain of rubbish where I heard the sound slowly.

Centered on the location where the noise was heard, the shadows split the location and number of heads, then appear as if attacking from three sides at the same time, aiming at the gun.

Clap!!

The first heavy sound of magazines rang out. However, the person whose gun was pointed in front of him was not taken aback by the cold metal feeling on his forehead.

“Ummm Kuuul... ... .”

He just licked his lips with an uncomfortable expression and tossed and turned with heavy breathing.

After checking the face of a middle-aged man with a shaggy beard, the shadow withdrew the muzzle.

[Who is it?]

[Mauser Blofeld. He is an artisan who has lived in the lower workshop district for a long time.]

The voices of the shadows belatedly exchanging information through each other’s communication network.

[I’ve never participated in the Meister selection ceremony, but I’ve been recognized for my skills, and I heard there are many artisans I know. He is a very popular person.]

[Officially, this studio is also in his name. Circumstances, it’s not unusual for this person to be here... ... It looks like the target is away.]

[Shall we wake him up for interrogation?]

[No.]

The sharp voice immediately cut off the question on the communication network.

[There is no reason to make a fuss unnecessarily. this is not our goal It would be better to let it rest like this.]

[... ] ... .]

[No one has been in or out of the workshop for the past few days. Either they hid inside or escaped through a passage that was not exposed to the outside world.]

The shadows, slowly widening the distance with silent steps, began to examine the interior structure of the studio carefully.

In the thick darkness where you can’t even see an inch ahead.

Even in the studio, where the only light source is the embers that bounce from time to time in a burnt-out brazier, the shadows observe the darkness without much difficulty.

The green glow of the night vision goggles they wear allows them to see clearly into the darkness and see beyond what is invisible.

[There is no room for one person to hide. From the outside, it looks like an ordinary studio, but... ... .]

[I’ll have to find the secret passage. I heard that there are cases where more sophisticated techniques and designs are adopted in ordinary workshops like this.]

[The target is a craftsman who specializes in remodeling technology. The possibility that the workshop itself was remodeled and made into a passage cannot be ruled out... ... .]

The shadow that had muttered so quickly raised its head and averted its gaze.

At the end of it is the back of another shadow carefully examining a corner of the room.

At the shadow’s sudden reaction, the others also paused their search and looked back at him.

[Team Leader. What’s going on?]

[...] ... It shook.]

[Yeah?]

[The tone of the communication network only shakes briefly when Brett speaks.]

[Leader. Saying the name of a team member here... ... !]

The moment the embarrassed shadows reached out to dissuade the leader.

The leader quickly pulled a pistol from his waistband and shot the same shadow he called Brett in the head.

Even so, this filthy man wearing a half-mask was casually demonstrating such a technique in front of the shadows.

[Is the reason why you were eliminated from the Meister selection ceremony to avoid attracting unnecessary attention?]

“It’s rather surprising that you ask that fact.”

Lennok laughed, fiddling with the iron mask that half covered his face.

“Didn’t you know roughly what was going on?”

[...] ... .]

“I finished the selection ceremony moderately, but I thought it couldn’t end there if I knew what I was touching.”

Lennok tossed the screwdriver he was fiddling with and stood up from his seat.

“Rather, it came later than I thought. Thanks to that, I prepared longer than necessary.”

From the moment Terremer’s end was sorted out and traces were left, Lennok had been thinking that this might be the case.

A relic of the old world that Meisters could not repair even with their hands. All the judges witnessed that Lennok could handle it at least a little bit.

Officially, it ended with a postponement of notification of the results, but someone might want to know more about how Lennok did it.

Lennok had guessed that perhaps the ability to maintain the relics of the old world might be coveted beyond that level.

Apart from the firearm modification, the night crow that has now dealt with the shadow agents is another result that Lennok has been steadily preparing.

It was an alter ego created to act as a force as a craftsman using equipment used in the automatic production process.

“Which one?”

asked Lennok, coiled under the wings of a huge raven.

“Meister and Ex Machina members who participated in the selection ceremony as judges. I wonder which of them wanted to see my face.”

[Oh, do you have any intention of accepting this invitation?]

The leader asked in reverse as if he was interested.

[I thought you were an ordinary artisan, but you seem more used to this situation than I thought. If I had known in advance, I wouldn’t have needed to put too much pressure on it.]

He casually kicked the corpses of the fallen shadows and nodded.

[You don’t have to worry about killing a few of these guys. If you are willing to cooperate, constructive... ... .]

“No.”

Lennok, who was listening to the leader, smiled.

“Of course I intend to interrogate you and find out who your master is.”

[...] ... .]

There was no way he could show a good side to the opponent who tried to kidnap Lennok by trespassing into the studio without permission.

It was only then that the leader realized that he had gone too far and fell silent.

The leader, who had been standing quietly observing the surroundings, instantly raised his mana and sprinted from the spot as if bouncing forward.

[Then I have no choice but to go ahead with the first operation... ... !!!]

Kagagagak!!!

The leader’s body, wrapped in a jet-black machine suit, spread wide open, transforming into a steel beast rather than a human.

The leader, transformed into a monstrous beast dripping with oil, opened his mouth on the spot and tried to devour Mouser, not Lenok.

Given that the two appear to be business partners under the circumstances, it is not Lenok who is wary of them from the beginning, but an improvisation to take Mouser hostage.

The moment the beast’s jaws tried to raise its head while gripping the legs of Mouser, who was defenselessly asleep.

The raven, with its steel wings wide open, landed on the leader’s head like a flash war.

Kwaaaaang!!

[Khaaaaaaaa!!!]

Parts and clutter from all directions floated up in the air due to the impact, and then, like waves, were washed away and sank.

However, the space where Mouser sleeps is as quiet as if time has stopped.

Only then did the leader laugh hard when he realized that Mouser was not getting a good night’s sleep, insensitive to external stimuli, but was being protected by some means.

[Yeah, I guess I used my own hands for something I made as bait... ... ?]

“I have some debt. I can’t hurt you.”

When Lennok snapped his fingers, a mechanical arm that rose up around him took the place of the night crow, grabbing the leader’s entire body and beginning to dismantle it.

Click click!!

A sharp blade is set on fire, the outer skin is cut off, and the screws and parts that have been tightened are removed one by one.

The leader asked as he watched his machine-made body dismantle piece by piece on the spot.

[What do you plan to do with me?]

“I plan to disassemble your body into parts.”

Lennok replied.

“It seems that the whole body has been remodeled with magical engineering metal, but I will dismantle it all leaving only the accident circuit and use it as a part of my equipment.”

[...] ... What?]

“The storage condition and hardness are very good. I think it would be a very good piece of equipment if you slightly modify it and use it as a firearm part.”

An answer that can only be given by someone who is completely crazy about renovation and maintenance.

Even the shadow leader, who was in danger of dying immediately, was at a loss for words at that absurd answer.

In the meantime, mechanical arms steadily began to dismantle the body of the giant robot beast.

clap clap clap!!

“Contrary to appearances, the circuit was concentrated on the inside of the chest.”

Lennok murmured after confirming the location of the inner circuit and skeleton.

“This is why body modification is convenient. By modifying weak points or vital points at will, he can turn the entire structure of his body upside down.”

Wheein!!

The saw blade attached to the inside of the mechanical arm rotates rapidly and cuts off the endoskeleton that protects the parts of the internal accident circuit.

The skeleton made of hard hardness resisted with sparks, but it did not last long when mana was applied to the tip of the saw blade and cutting magic was applied.

Kagagak!!!

After cutting off the endoskeleton and taking out an object that looked like a clear glass crystal from inside, Lennok stared at it with interest.

“No matter how many times I look at it, Machina’s cutting-edge technology is amazing. Now, the thought circuit itself has been materialized and the consciousness is contained within this sphere... ... .”

Saying so, Lennok peered into the glass crystal, but was speechless and fell silent.

The statue of Idupalbi engraved on the crystal circuit inside the accident circuit.

The shape of the pattern is too unnatural to be engraved on such a transparent glass bead.

Lennok had encountered a being with exactly the same appearance in the satellite city of Bayrutz the other day.

A huge new world data storage statue brought by the doctor for the interim settlement.

It was a trace of Pandaemonium.