Drug-Eating Genius Mage

Genius Magician Who Eats Medicine Episode 780

Ghost Journey (6)

Kamrodal, the 8 special powers of the Church.

Are you saying that the most elite apostle who can fit into single digits is now sending his will to this place?

While Lennok frowned at the fact, the priestess calmly asked.

[I will explain the situation myself. Would you mind meeting him face-to-face?]

“… … .”

As Lennok touched the ring without a word, the priestess’ spirit body lit up and floated behind Lennok’s back.

Faaaaaa!!

The apostle who raised the hammer hesitated and backed away, and the tentacle hanging from his shoulder cocked his head.

[Camrodal. Thank you for finding my body.]

Only then did the tentacles wriggle as if embarrassed.

“… … bridesmaid? What are you doing there now?”

[Due to an unavoidable situation, we decided to cooperate with this person. I’d like to explain that.]

“Umm, then, no way… … .”

Kamrodal sighed deeply as if he had finally grasped the situation.

“I thought I was lucky, but even that was an illusion. Did I find the traces only after joining hands with the apostate?”

After Lennok discovered the existence of the priestess, he seemed to immediately realize that he had succeeded in tracking him down.

While Lennok tilted his head at the calm reaction uncharacteristic of an apostle, the priestess answered calmly.

[As for the fall of Jinwa, I will personally explain in front of him. Can you retrieve my body and return to the Pope?]

“Hmm… … .”

The tentacles fluttering as if in deep thought. The figure clinging to the apostle’s shoulder as if parasitic is very bizarre.

However, instead of pondering for a long time, Kamrodal shook his head slowly.

“Sorry, but that would be difficult. Are you telling me to pretend I don’t know the apostate who stole the souls of believers?”

[Camrodal. Originally, I wouldn’t ask for something like this, but-]

The priestess calmly shook her head.

[Finally, the destination he is heading to coincides with the place instructed by the Pope.]

“… … .”

[It’s a coincidence, but if the destination is the same, wouldn’t there be a reason to break the big flow?]

Only then did Lennok understand why the priestess had reacted that way after hearing her destination.

No, I was just putting off the fact that I had vaguely guessed because of my worries about the religious leader.

The reason why the members of the church were isolated in the middle of this swamp.

The reason why the body of the priestess was transported through these rough places instead of being retrieved and placed in the papal castle.

Wouldn’t they, like Lennok, cross the Headlane River and head for the Military Command City?

The isolated location of a church with little contact with other cities.

It was too late to notice because of its unique organizational system, which is hostile to almost all forces, but respects them on the contrary.

Guido Church To be precise, the priestess Seina Naidri was heading to Yoreta to solve the problem related to death.

[Although it is a magician who has an enemy in the Pandemonium, his abilities and conditions matched, so I asked to accompany him unwillingly.]

“Pandemonium? Oh yes… … .”

At that moment, Kamrodal’s sticky voice seemed to fade faintly.

“I know because I heard that. I heard that a very eccentric magician has entered Pandaemonium.”

“… … .”

“I heard that there are a lot of people who are wary of his actions because he only deals with extremely sensitive cases or people. I never expected to meet you in a place like this.”

The priestess also nodded with an expressionless face at the words of Kamrodal, who had a faint smile.

[I will speak directly to you next time after I have freed you from the curse placed on me in Yorta. So now, share this situation to a minimum-]

“… … Wrong.”

At that moment, Lennok, who had been silent with his arms folded, lightly flicked his finger.

An illusion of faintly distorting space right in front of your eyes.

Wedge… … !!

The moment the black shadow robe fluttered and disappeared on the spot.

The cross section of the massive hammer smashed into the spot where Lennok had been standing at subsonic speeds.

Whoa!!

Just by striking the air, a sound resounded as if the deck was splitting, and the impact pushed the air all over the place and exploded.

Cuguaguagua!!

The figure of Lennok lightly descending on top of the turmoil that turned the swampy ground upside down once more in an instant.

The priestess who was watching the situation behind Lennok asked coldly.

[Camrodal. What is this?]

“What are you doing?”

Kamrodal replied, writhing tentacles.

“We are interrogating heresy who stole the priestess’s soul.”

[You didn’t listen to me.]

“No. heard.”

Kamrodal laughed.

“But you haven’t forgotten how the priestess met your death, right?”

[…] … .]

The parasitic tentacle on the shoulder of the apostle who was snorting vigorously uttered a fishy tone different from before.

“You could not escape the lost paradise of Jinwa, the Ascended One, and were sentenced to death by the spirit of the word. Don’t you know what this means?”

[…] … That is.]

“It means that not only the physical body, but also the spirituality itself may be destroyed and normal thinking may not be possible.”

Kamrodal said.

“How much can I believe in the explanation that the pandemonium magician steals the soul and spits it out in the meantime?”

“That’s logical. There is a cooking that does not suit the way you speak the language.”

Lennok, who had been listening to the conversation between the two, glanced through the mask.

“The monsters I know called apostles didn’t feel like this.”

Observing his way of thinking and his conversation with the priestess, his feelings were clearly different from those of the other apostles.

Most of the apostles Lennok had seen so far had a strong feeling that they were intoxicated while being able to talk.

In the case of Kamrodal, except for the parasitic form of tentacles, it feels farther away from madness than most of the apostles Lennok saw.

If we were to judge only the way of thinking and the level at which conversations were possible, it would be comparable to the 2nd Apostle, which is different from the other Apostles.

However, as soon as Kamrodal heard Lennok’s words, he laughed out loud.

“Hahaha, is a mere unbeliever trying to judge the thinking ability of our great incarnation?”

“… … .”

“But you are not wrong. Sometimes there are things that are more visible outside the doctrine. In that respect, the solidity of my reason you pointed out pointed to the essence.”

Kugu Palace… … !!

Along with Kamrodal’s words, the bullhead apostle he was parasitizing began to raise the hammer again.

I couldn’t even sense the slightest bit of intellect in the sight of him having seizures with red eyes streaming down his cheeks.

The complete opposite of Kamrodal, who speaks in the form of tentacles.

“The ending given to our apostles is usually like this. Become an incarnation and swim forever in a great dream, never to return… … .”

Kamrodal tapped the apostle’s body with his tentacles and said.

“We long for death as if we were sleeping in a dream, but we still have a mission for the doctrine of the gods.”

“It’s a mission.”

Lennok smiled through his mask.

“You mean parasitizing on another apostle’s body and leading mad monsters to a necessary death?”

“… … .”

“The shape of tentacles. parasitic way. A rational mindset unlike the other apostles. It seems your apostolic spells are specialized in manipulating other objects.”

Awesome!!

Lennok asked, pulling out his sorcerer and putting it over the wooden splinters hanging over his head.

“Isn’t it the reason why you dragged the body of an already broken apostle as a doll in order to fully recover the priestess?”

“Hoo.”

Kamrodal let out a faint exclamation, and the priestess’ soul looked away.

[You.]

“The church has already sent crazy apostles into the battlefield and used them as weapons of massacre regardless of whether they are friends or foes.

Saying that, Lennok glanced back at the bullhead apostle.

If the author insisted on bringing the mad apostle over another entity, it would not be to save him, but to close the gap.”

[…] … .]

The priestess was also silent to see if there was anything she realized after hearing that.

It is because it became clear that he did not come to help the priestess in this situation at the point when Kamrodal said that he could not trust her, mentioning the power of Jinwa even after hearing the priestess’ words.

“Haha, of course, this is not the judgment of the papacy. It’s just my personal opinion.”

Kamrodal nodded and laughed.

“But for the sake of a great doctrine, shouldn’t the matter of weighing the safety of the church and the priestess not exist at all?”

[Kamrodal… … .]

“Goddess. I respect your dedication to the church and your achievements in fulfilling your duties as a priest.”

Kamrodal said about the speechless priestess.

“But if your death has become Jinwa’s, not him, then the church shouldn’t leave any room for Jinwa. I hope you understand that.”

[…] … .]

“There are no personal feelings. But-”

At that moment, Kamrodal’s tentacles grew long and sharp spines formed at the tips.

As it was, the tentacle that had fluttered on the shoulder of the bull-headed apostle was accurately inserted into the back of the apostle’s head.

[Keep it up!!!]

The figure of the apostle twisting his whole body while screaming terribly.

When Lennok realized that it was the result of Kamrodal’s magic spell, he immediately wrapped himself in a sorcerer.

Chow!!

The moment when the sorcerer, wielded like a whip, was about to sever the apostle’s head cleanly, cutting down the bushes and tree stumps.

The bull-headed apostle grabbed the magician’s bundle with one hand.

Awesome!!

The apostle’s palm split at once and blood dripped down, but at the same time, the body was restored with a monstrous regenerative power.

At the same time, calm words flowed from the mouth of the bullheaded apostle.

“Magician. High level manipulation formula. Amputation granted?”

“… … .”

“It’s not at a level specialized in manipulation, but it’s already reached the stage where it intervenes in the nature of the spell and distorts the attribute.”

A calm and well-coordinated tone of voice that made it hard to believe that a monster that had just been crying without any intelligence.

The apostle touched his chin with one hand and strode forward.

“As expected, a special magician. I can hardly guess the scope or limits of my abilities. The search itself is meaningless.”

“I really can’t understand the tribe of apostles.”

Lennok also shook his head, realizing what had entered the apostle’s body.

“Did you steal the body of the same apostle and use it as your own doll?”

A tentacle that was parasitic on the shoulder of another apostle until just now.

The 8 Apostles, Kamrodal, used his own Apostle Spells in earnest to completely steal the body of the same Apostle.

Exclusive and self-righteous behavior that makes it hard to believe that they believe in the same doctrine and serve the same leader under the same organization.

The spirit of an apostle who casually violates taboos that are difficult to commit even against enemies, let alone allies.

However, despite Lennok’s words, the priestess was calm as if she knew that, and Kamrodal also responded calmly.

“You seem to know about the Church, but you don’t know much about it. Have you not yet understood what offerings mean to us?”

“… … .”

“Faith is sacrifice. Sacrifice is dedication. It would be foolish to check every doctor at the point of following his guidance.”

thud!!

Kamrodal, who slowly raised the hammer the apostle was holding, spoke.

“It is the same with the work of the priestess. It is unfortunate that her death was decided by Jinwa, but that death should not deviate from the doctrine.”

Are you going to incinerate the soul of the priestess because the death of the priestess must belong exclusively to the church?

Lennok still couldn’t relate to that nonsense way of thinking, but the priestess didn’t seem to.

While feeling and understanding Kamrodal’s logic, she pondered for a while before finally opening her mouth.

[…] … no. I still have work to do.]

The priestess said as she looked at the eight apostles who stole other apostles’ bodies.

[Camrodal. I respect your decision, but this is not the time for appointments. The work he entrusted to you still remains.]

“… … .”

[I will go to the memorial tower in Yoreta no matter what.]

“I see. However, I believe that even that role can be replaced by future priestesses. Like all of our apostles.”

Kamrodal also nodded, seemingly unfazed.

“If we can’t agree, here we have to follow our own judgment.”

coo coo… … !!

A warrior’s body imbued with the mind of an apostle that Lennok is surprisingly rational in a monster without intelligence.

With that alone, the magic power emitted by the apostle is quickly arranged and transformed into a speculation that subtly oppresses the surroundings.

Lennok tilted his head annoyedly, receiving the intent to kill that was evident even through the thick robe.

“I had no intention of interfering with the Church’s affairs… … .”

[You. sorry. I didn’t even think that things would turn out like this… … .]

The priestess answered in a voice with complex emotions.

[The 8 apostles are very capable apostles in handling the affairs of the church. If it bothers you, you can release the bond of the soul even now-]

“Leave?”

Lennok snorted and took a step forward.

“That bastard tried to get rid of the witness even before knowing the circumstances. Even if you come and throw that side and run away, they will try to follow you.”

[…] … .]

If we had to hand over the judgment, we had to undo the fact that the soul of the priestess was retrieved in the ring itself.

Otherwise, no matter how you deal with it, it will be difficult to avoid a collision with Kamrodal.

Rather, it was more reasonable to push hard as Victor’s temperament was played here.

“What good.”

Lennok raised his magic power from the inside of his robe and joined his hands together.

“At this point, it wouldn’t be bad to kill a few more apostles of the church.”

“You can’t be arrogant. No matter how much you are a pandemonium magician, in a remote place like this-”

At that moment, Kamrodal’s words, which were looking at Lennok, stopped on the spot.

The moment Lennok, who had put his hands together, slowly separated his palms from facing each other.

It was because the scenery distorted between the spaces between his hands and began to rotate slowly.

“Summoning.”

Keyiing!!

At the same time as the intense revolving sound, the cracks in the divided space eventually turn into achromatic fragments.

At the same time, from the other side of the imaginary dimension, two withered arms grabbed the crack and protruded to reveal its appearance.

[Giggle giggling.]

A hooked-nosed giant with a dark hood covering his whole body with an eerie smile.

If it were to be unique, would it be that the number of arms protruding out of the hood amounted to eight?

A bundle of sorcerers dozens of times larger was hanging from the forty long, thin and withered fingers.

“Manipulation magic is difficult to handle, so even I need to prepare and adjust. It was quite often a waste of time.”

When fighting as Victor, he often needed to warm up because he mainly used manipulation techniques.

While fighting with the clown in the citadel of Archduke Gillian of Kavahim, Lennok also realized it.

That’s why Lennok succeeded in researching and obtaining a new technique to use as Victor’s identity.

It was a power that no one would suspect even if Victor had newly acquired it, yet the power itself was unparalleled.

A weapon of a completely different type, inspired by Agneta’s ability and the essence of Naiab, who made herself a summoned beast in the Spell League.

If it takes too long to catch up with Agneta’s innate senses, born of a mixed blood of an ancient species.

Wouldn’t it be enough to create a substitute that can mimic Agneta’s ability?

“Specialized artificial summoned beast. Tailor of the imaginary dimension.”

Lennok laughed.

“It must be a perfect stage to experiment on the mad apostle.”

[Khehehe!!]

The tailor who floated above the head of the masked Lennok laughed maniacally and began swinging his eight arms.