Drug-Eating Genius Mage

Chapter 99

Jeongsan (1)

“I said it around and said that useless puns are meaningless, but...”

“Woo-shin-sama. Even if we hand over anything, I don’t think you’ll even know that it’s real data.”

Saying that, Hina slowly put her hand on her waist.

“I wanted to go over well, but if you interfere with the operation of this agency...”

The air that was loose somewhere heats up and the people lined up facing each other silently pick up their weapons.

Sensing the heat of the mana slowly rising around him, Lennok slowly checked his body.

‘Even though magic has been restored to some extent... the condition is inconsistent.’

Although he was not directly injured, he sacrificed a lot of things to carry out the operation with his body intact.

During the operation, because he strengthened his legs with magic once, his mana addiction flared up again, and as the side

effects of Feather Fall were added, all the veins in his legs burst and were full of bruises.

Lennok took out a potion of recovery from his bosom.

Headlock, a medicine received as a gift from Dray.

The taste is really at the level of vomiting, but because of that, I feel like it is helpful for my health.

It was the second time he took it, but Lennok was prepared for the strange disgust.

Just think of it as a health supplement. Wouldn’t it taste like this if you chewed on the nutrients...

“.....Uug.”

I tried self-suggestions, but to no avail.

Taking these medicines in advance is not to see the effect right away, but rather to take care of the body in the long term.

At least right now, if it wasn’t right before the battle, I wouldn’t be able to afford to eat.

Lennok, who had finished preparing, slowly raised his mana.

step by step slowly.

But until I can overwhelm everyone else in this place.

Woo woo woo woo!!!

“......!!!”

Low-level freelancers only frown at the strange pressure on their shoulders.

However, it was only natural that the facial expressions of those who recognized the true value of the magic contained in that pressure changed completely.

Lennok’s magical power, which crossed the line of fire on the front lines of the battlefield many times, began to mix with thoughts that went beyond simple killing.

It is not simply the realization of a low murderous intention to kill the other person.

A strong desire for self-victory. To the extent that Lennok’s confidence is clearly conveyed to others who feel the momentum of that magical power.

The will he exerted was beyond the level of ordinary thoughts.

“stop.”

Pouring cold water on the atmosphere that had reached the brink of a clash was a relaxed yet somewhat chilly voice.

Everyone’s attention was focused on the short-cut woman who came forward, overtaking the power of both sides.

A smiley face, but a somewhat stiff expression.

Lennok frowned slightly, realizing that he remembered that face.

A member of Plato’s mercenary office who came to the head office at the time of the Dyke Corporation’s request and met Lennok.

Was it called Nicole?

It wasn’t until he saw Maoren’s face following him hesitantly from behind that Lennok realized that the Plato Mercenary Office had jumped into the matter.

Nicole calmly looked around at the people gathered around her and shook her head.

She nodded.

“The bazooka that Cheisha has has powerful performance comparable to that of a supercomputer. If it’s a normal communication device, you won’t be able to reach the city from this street, but she is different. The moment I left the workhouse, the data was already extracted and transmitted.”

Somehow, even after being caught up by Reisen’s freelancers, I thought he was overly relaxed.

The faces of Manson and Wooshin had also changed strangely, as if the people over there had heard the news belatedly.

“I will return to the Balkans right now. This is not the time.”

When Wooshin spoke with a face that had lost all of his laughter, Manson shook his head shyly.

“Uh...then the contract ends here. Compensation must be sent. From the looks of it, I don’t think the old man is talking.”

“..........”

Wooshin’s expression distorted when he realized that even Manson, who had gone to Mactan, quickly lost his hand, but he didn’t say anything and turned around.

It was only natural that the position of him, who was in the secretary’s office who directly served Reisen, and Manson, who was simply an employee, were different.

At the same time Wooshin disappeared, Manson looked at Lennok and shrugged his shoulders ridiculously.

“So it happened. I was thinking of taking this opportunity to firmly collect the cost of repairing my body...”

“I’m sorry.”

“This is why you shouldn’t be involved with the old city council members. Why do you lend a hand to those who don’t know when to hook you?”

When he said that, he lowered his head and turned his back.

“I thought I’d play with this body for the first time in a while, but the excitement has cooled down.”

“.........”

That attitude of pursuing interest, not profit, with a freelancer body is also not normal.

An extremely spontaneous type, unlike Lennok, who is reluctant to move unless it is necessary.

“Apart from that, I think I should have a talk with you. Did you say Jenny? I’ll visit that bar later, so prepare some good whiskey.”

“...Does he get drunk if he pours alcohol on his head?”

At Lennox’s flimsy response, Manson tilted his head crookedly and hurried away.

Even with that mental head, he must have been in command of other freelancers, and the others also followed him.

Chen let out a sigh when all the jeeps in the vast plateau disappeared.

“Damn it. I don’t know how far I’ve come from trying to start a business. When I was fighting that terrorist, I really thought I was going to die.”

“It was not an easy opponent.”

“You shouldn’t even come here for a while. Will you give me the money as promised?”

Hina smiled at Chen’s words.

“After splitting Reisen’s slush fund, there will be a lot of money falling on this side as well.”

It was the brightest smile I had ever seen.

“You can look forward to it.”

It is unfortunate that those who passed away during the operation cannot survive for long unless the regrets are blown away at once.

Leaving his teammates excited in anticipation of a reward, Lennok looked back in silence.

The sky over the workhouse, which had been filled with black curtains and dark clouds, suddenly cleared to reveal a blue sky.

He left behind all the fear and helplessness he felt the moment he first woke up in an unfamiliar factory.

Is it a coincidence or fate that I have to go back there and finish a job?

“.....hmm.”

Either way it doesn’t matter.

This resolution to survive was only Lennok’s.

Unresolved secrets and unresolved circumstances remain, but Lennok will continue to move forward, leaving behind the delusion that grips his feet.

It was the only thing he could promise himself.