Drug-Eating Genius Mage

[The reaction isn’t good.]

Jenny’s voice came over the phone.

Lennok sat limply in the middle of the studio room, listening to her.

As soon as I thought I was a bit overdone, I didn’t stop at the bar and went straight home to rest.

At this time, it would be nice if he could take another 100 million elixir… Unfortunately, the only money left in his wallet was the 20 million he had received as an advance payment for this request.

[Paul Ackerman seems to have a lot more funds than he thought. From the point of view of those who received investment money from him, the money line was cut off overnight.]

Beyond the voice, an unknown echo leaked out, saying it was for wiretapping prevention.

It was Jenny’s opinion that if we had to talk about work on our cell phones, we definitely needed a safety device like this.

I didn’t understand what she said that Lennok could prevent eavesdropping with just one background music like this, but I had to do it.

[Of course, the fact that he touched the Juice Master’s subordinates had some effect, but the drug lord couldn’t just act like this, so this must be the reason for the strange atmosphere in District 48.] “Did the Dyke say anything else?

”

It happened only overnight, but it was turbulent.

Two died, one escaped, and one hit the back of the head.

If it wasn’t for Lennok, there wouldn’t have been such a failure.

It wouldn’t be strange if an angry Paul Ackerman reversed and bothered Dyke Enterprises.

In this situation, if Dyke Corporation intends to wash its mouth after giving only 20 million cells as a success fee, Lennok has no choice but to think differently.

When Lennok asked, recalling the drone’s camera that had been captured at that time, Jenny answered right away.

[I still received a long message apologizing for what happened in this operation. There’s going to be a shitline on the other side too. He asked me to visit the head office one more time.]

“What do you think?”

[You’d better ignore it.]

Lennok smiled faintly at the answer he liked.

[I don’t know how I saw this floor and stepped in, but it’s strange to ask for your cooperation in the future while planning a strategy like this. It’s not too late to move after checking the additional rewards offered over there.]

“How far can I get it?”

The stakes are high for Lennok when he considers that Lennok managed to rectify an operation that was betrayed by one of his team members airlifted directly from Panoa and somehow turned it into a success.

It was meaningless to even discuss collaboration together in this state, as long as it was revealed that there was no proper testing when selecting team members.

If there is no solid feedback in this area, there is no point in making further trades. no, it shouldn’t have been done at all.

[The other side knows that fact well, so it probably won’t go bare-mouthed. At the very least, I think I can rip off a lot of money.]

“I hope

so…” Lennok replied, burying his face deeply into the pillow.

It was a new product that I bought after replacing the whole bedding the other day, so the unfamiliar fabric smell was still there.

[…It looks like you’ve had quite a bit of trouble this time.]

Although she had already heard an explanation from Lennok, it seemed that Lennok’s tiredness itself seemed more realistic to her than the words about who betrayed and who killed. am.

It was understandable because he had never shown Lennok struggling so far.

In the first place, Lennok never told anyone about his weakness.

The phone call with her today was the result of a calculation to make sure she could extract as much as possible from her deal with Dyke while being somewhat condescending.

“I am a bit tired.”

[Well, that’s what being a freelancer is. sometimes i just can’t help it Still, if you’re sick anywhere, talk to Jordan. He said he touched a scalpel in the past.]

“…That’s a bit unexpected. Was Jordan a doctor?”

[He said he wasn’t officially issued a driver’s license, but he wouldn’t be a quack to say the least. I don’t know the details.]

“…….”

Come to think of it, when Lennok first brought Taylor Evans’s body, I remember pointing out strange things just by looking at the body in the sack.

At the time, I thought he was just a person with a lot of talent and passed it on, but when I think of him as a doctor, there are parts that make sense.

“When the opportunity comes later.”

[You’re saying you’re not going to answer?] After

roughly passing Jenny’s sharp point, Lennok hung up the phone and buried himself in the futon.

Mayor

“Keep …..”

My skin is still blue with bruises on my stomach.

I bought something similar to an ointment and applied it, but it seemed difficult to expect a greatly accelerated recovery.

Lennok thought as he lay down, careful not to let his stomach touch the floor.

‘I’d better refrain from trying to break the situation in this way from now on.’

It was a reckless choice to escape using the recoil of the shotgun as a booster because the shield was in danger of being destroyed.

Even more so when I think of the fact that I couldn’t eat for almost a day after the effect of the medicine wore off.

I prepared some countermeasures in case the shield breaks, but at that time, I didn’t use it because the shield was not only broken, but also almost buried in the ground.

Of course, given Lennok’s combat thinking ability, there was a high possibility that it was the most rational decision in that situation… but Lennok didn’t need the rationality of wasting his body.

The most important thing is to somehow put this weak body on the right track.

“……”

Lennok, who had been thinking about the usefulness of the shield for a while after that, sighed and straightened his posture.

Let’s put the worries aside.

Anyway, even after my body returned to normal, I had enough time to think.

Now, as always, he intended to do what he had to do while he rested.

Dig-!

Deploys mana in all directions and unleashes magic in both hands.

Pajijijijik…!!

A blue electric current bouncing from the palm of your hand.

Lightning-type common magic [Lightning Bound].

Until now, he had simply focused on implementing this flow in his hand and hitting the opponent, but… Lennok concentrated his mind and moved his mana very slowly to stop the gripping current strands one by one.

Gripping… Crackling…

It restricts the range of motion of the lightning and stops the flow with an extremely delicate magical power management ability.

As if time had stopped, Lennok confirmed the hardened electric current between his fingers and pulled up the magic deployment pattern inherent in the electric current.

Woooo!!

As soon as a magic circle suddenly pops up in the air, the bolt magic flowing in my hand disappears.

Just like they did at the factory before, they succeeded in extracting the formula for the magic circle from the bolt magic backwards.

“Hmm…”

Lennok, who was watching the magic circle slowly rotating in the air and the pattern of magic flowing through it, took a nearby notepad and started writing something down.

It’s a crooked handwriting from playing with a pen while lying down, but it doesn’t matter.

After all, Lennok’s ability to hold a pen was poor, and he was born with a bad handwriting, so there was not much difference.

“Magic power three times. seven turns. Compressed twice….. Do I have to draw the pattern separately?”

While muttering, he scrawls unrecognizable letters and numbers as if scribbling without taking his eyes off the magic circle.

In his recent individual research, Lennok was immersed in the task of quantifying each of the common magics he used and quantifying them with his own standards.

In fact, remodeling common magic itself was not that difficult for Lennok.

It is possible to refine the magic you already know to be more efficient, but reducing the efficiency while increasing the capacity of the magic itself is a completely different matter.

The current research is to go one step further.

It is possible to simply increase the power of [Thunder Calling].

All you have to do is to expand the range and firepower by ignorantly hitting the mana.

However, Lennok was not satisfied with that and was contemplating a way to drastically increase power while reducing magic consumption.

It would be a icing on the cake if it could remove the omen just before casting, which is a weakness of lightning-type magic, but… it’s not easy.

The boundary that Lennok was worried about was one of the gateways from Common Magic to Unique Magic.

‘After all, one day I might have to make magic by myself.’

Lennok was not an idiot, and he already felt keenly how difficult and esoteric it was to obtain a unique magic system.

It’s not just about having money or getting a difficult commission.

If you don’t get more fame and power than now and get more connections, you won’t even be given a chance to see such ghosts.

Rising from the bottom to the top was not an option for Lennok.

Head up until you can get the item you want.

That was all Lennok could do.

‘Isn’t it possible to make drastic improvements right now?’

It is possible to refine the magic you already know to be more efficient, but reducing the efficiency while increasing the capacity of the magic itself is a completely different matter.

To put it bluntly, it was like inventing a new magic.

However, if it becomes difficult to obtain a unique magic system, or if only items that do not meet Lennok’s standards come into hand.

Then you might really have to go all out on this one.

An analysis based on theory rather than simply relying on senses or talents may be helpful.

Since such a possibility cannot be ignored, I am collecting data like this whenever I have time.

In fact, Lennok alone was the only source of public magic data.

“…….”

It’s frustrating and hopeless, but what can I do?

It was the path he chose and it was what he wanted.

In the gradually darkening room, only a faint magical light shimmered.

The light that had illuminated Lennok’s face, unaware of the passage of time, stayed by his side for a long time without going out.

Like the hope he never gave up.