Drug-Eating Genius Mage

Genius Magician Who Eats Medicine Episode 785

Ghost Journey (11)

Grand Judge on the 1st basement floor of the Memorial Tower.

The gloomy deafening wails resounding and the screams of the possessed spirits overlap, scattering a strong sense of incongruity.

A huge ghost ship crashed after destroying the cavity at the same time as summoning the tower’s spiritual records.

oh oh… … !!

“… … .”

But Lennok had a vague idea of who this ship belonged to and why it was here now.

“There are many powerful commanders, but only a few monsters have the will of a ship that overlooks the entire sea area.”

The boy, perched atop the wreckage of the smashed altar, looked at Lennok with a keen eye.

“Among them, there is only one elder who has accomplished the feat of leaving an archetype in the memorial tower.”

Whoop… … !!

A cool chill ran down Lennok’s spine and disappeared.

The smile completely disappeared from the boy’s face before he knew it.

“Masquerade. Why is the scent of Onion mixed with the shadow of your soul?”

“… … .”

Level 8 military sage, Madric Onion.

A powerful superhuman who reigned as the chief justice of the Balkan metropolis and the executioner of the Great War.

The fleet of ghosts, which was like his name, appeared in part at this place.

Slurreung… … !!

Dozens of rusty scythes lined up on either side of Lennok, who stood with his arms crossed.

As if imprisoning a criminal on the scaffold, dozens of white ghosts surrounded him in all directions, groaning indescribably.

The grotesque screams resound like a chorus kissing the presence of a ghost ship that appeared in the center of the courtroom.

“The Grand Inquisitor. It seems like a problem that doesn’t even need to be looked at.”

The seven spirits standing next to the boy began to express their opinions for the first time.

The appearance of the Inquisitor reappeared on top of the destroyed altar in the form of a blurry spiritual body.

They glared at Lennok with rather overbearing, deep concerns.

“It is your authority to view the memorial tower, but bringing the records of Onion is a completely different matter.”

“… … .”

“Apart from acquiescing the guide’s soul until the night, shouldn’t we report this to the requiem?”

“The upper part of the memorial tower cannot afford to consider variables outside the city right now. They’re going to try to get things done by putting pressure on the lower side.”

The boy shook his head in annoyance and replied.

“I hate it when my authority is diminished by entrusting decision-making to those old heroic spirits.”

A memorial tower located in Jeongjungjang, Yoreta.

Is that how they refer to the heroic spirits of the core leadership who reside on the upper floors of the tower?

It was a word with a strange meaning when you look at its connotations, but I couldn’t afford to pay attention to that right away.

“Even so-”

“I won’t listen to objections.”

The juvenile Grand Inquisitor dismissed the others and waved his hand, and the collapsed altar began to be restored on the spot.

Koo Goo Goo!!

The altar that rose up around the ghost ship and the Grand Inquisitor atop its throne looked at Lennok and said,

“There is only one thing I want to hear. What does the guide have to do with the past of Onion and Yorta?”

Whoop… … !!

Beyond the heroic spirit of the boy sitting on the throne, a gigantic shadow incomparable to that tiny spiritual body seemed to be reflected.

“If you can’t explain him, you’ll have to cut off your fingers, take the ring, and split your soul and throw it into the river.”

“… … .”

Lennok looked around quietly before answering.

The boy’s terrifying declaration and the interrogators glaring at Lennok behind it.

Dozens of white ghosts surrounded the ghost ship, screaming, and the wet dampness hung over the surroundings like mist.

Depending on the answer, the goals planned in Yorta could be greatly shaken.

But Lennok was not embarrassed or hesitant when he knew that.

Rather, in a cold voice, he just threw a question backwards about the boy’s questioning.

“Why do I have to give a painful explanation about the work of Onion in Madrid?”

“… … what?”

Looking at the boy who asked with a puzzled expression, Lennok slowly touched the mask with his arms crossed.

Rather, it was the easiest way to deal with this situation when he arrived in this city as Victor.

Immediately after hearing the explanation about the memorial tower’s archetype, Lennok was assuming the worst possibility that could happen.

It was Lennok who killed Madrich Onion and told him about the Black Consumer Project.

Considering the strong connection between Onion and Yorta, he had a hunch that this could happen in the worst case.

However, the reason why Lennok allowed to release the target designation resistance and call the archetype.

Even if traces of Onion appeared, it was because he was confident that he would use him as an excuse to turn the situation to his advantage.

‘Madrich Onion is one of the very few people involved in both the Black Consumer and Manguiya plans.’

Lennok thought as he looked back at the chilly scenery of the referee.

‘There are so many people involved that it’s impossible to deduce which side is involved.’

Unlike the time when Lennok dealt with him, Onion’s heyday and activities are focused on the past decades ago.

Mangwiyahaeng and Black Consumer.

An extremely special location that played a key role as well as participated in a project that depended on the fate of the two cities.

Even counting the two project officials who had a deep exchange with Onion in the process, the number would reach hundreds.

Even considering the black consumer side right now, there are numerous monsters from various organizations such as Oliviera and Parden McQueen, Gileon Claude Azlan.

If you take into account those who were directly affected by Onion’s actions, that category will increase many times over.

That’s why Lennok knew what to do right after hearing the explanation about the ritual object.

There is no need to make a lot of noise to prove the connection with Onion and claim innocence here.

It just forces them to guess on their own.

“Don’t mistake the situation, Judge.”

Lennok smiled coldly through his mask.

“I’ve been listening to you all this time because you said you’d provide a new ritual in exchange for hiding the Ring of the Guide.”

“… … .”

“Think about Onion’s ship on your own. Did you really believe that you would kindly explain my situation because of this one boat?”

“What kind of nonsense in a stern judge… … !!”

“There is only one thing I can say about this.”

Ignoring the paroxysmal interrogator, Lennok looked straight at the silent boy.

“I also came to this city because of my nocturnal work, and Onion’s work may not have anything to do with it.”

“… … .”

“If you are not satisfied with this answer and want a meaningless Q&A, then from then on-”

Whoa… … !!!

At the same time as Lennok said that, as he raised his mana, the complexions of the spiritual bodies standing at the altar hardened.

Lennok laughed, generously distributing the mana mixed with the sense of incongruity unique to a magician with special abilities.

“I don’t think it would be difficult for me to respect Yoreta’s laws either.”

A chilly silence passed.

Even though they know that they are avoiding an answer openly, they can’t even refute that aloof attitude.

As Lennok thought, the ghosts of Yorta couldn’t determine which city Lennok belonged to.

At this point, there is no reason to say what kind of relationship he had with Onion and how his life was affected.

How to make people imagine more things with ambiguous counter-questions than clear answers.

‘Onion is involved in the trip to Mangwiya. Delaying that connection here will likely get to the point much sooner than planned.’

Riding on top of the ghost ship’s board, Lennok averted his gaze.

‘It’s a gamble worth trying considering the risk. Even if I get suspicious, it’s not like there’s no way to solve it later.’

In the worst case, even if all these numbers don’t work, it’s a doubt that can be cleared if you find and learn the incarnation ceremony in Yorta.

The existence and origin of the incarnation ceremony.

As long as you know how to learn it, the risk you can assume is extremely low.

That’s why Lennok was rather thinking that he could use this variable to his advantage in Yorta’s journey.

“Hmm… … Judging from what you’re talking about, it seems like you’ve actually met Onion before.”

The boy muttered with an ambiguous expression, perhaps not being convinced by Lennok’s words.

“I thought that perhaps the spirit of the guide was affected and there might have been an error in the record of the memorial tower.”

“… … .”

“What good.”

The boy, who had been looking at Lennok with a complicated expression, nodded.

“It is true that the will left behind by the left and right Onion came out through your spirit and body.”

“The Grand Inquisitor!!”

“Therefore, this ship belongs to you as I have declared. But-”

the boy asked, looking up at Lennok, despite the bewildered interrogators calling out to him.

“In order to take over Onion’s legacy, he will have to pay the sentence he was sentenced before leaving Yorta. Would you agree?”

“… … A sentence?”

“55 years in prison at the tomb of Lord Frost on the 5th basement floor of the memorial tower.”

the boy said nonchalantly.

“It is a punishment given to those who are credited with the Mangwiyahaeng and failed to erase the achievements themselves.”

“… … .”

“If I do not agree with this decision, I will have to withdraw all discussions we have had so far.”

Does that mean that the ghost ship can be transferred only after serving a 55-year sentence in a prison located on the 5th basement level of the memorial tower?

It was a strangely realistic sentence for a big man like Onion.

Perhaps it was a formal punishment given as a political decision within Yorta.

However, Lennok pondered for a moment before grabbing the steering wheel of the ship he was on with his hand.

Don’t fall… … !!

With the illusion of magical energy penetrating the entire ship, its size began to decrease in an instant.

“… … !!”

Looking at the spirits looking at this place with a look of surprise, Lennok turned the miniaturized ship and nodded.

“Do that.”

Apart from the appearance of the ghost ship in front of Lennok, there is no reason to leave this object behind.

Even more, taking over Onion’s sentence means that he may be able to take over the position he had in Yorta in his lifetime.

Thinking of him, going to jail was no penalty, at least for Lennok.

The boy also accepted Lennok’s decision as if it were natural and nodded towards the hundreds of demons lined up.

“Take him to the 5th basement floor.”

[…] … Dear.]

“… … .”

Lennok did not answer the call of the priestess.

Instead, he just looked over the mask and looked at the boy looking down at this place.

The boy also smiled and stared intently at Lennok without avoiding his gaze.

That aloof reaction, saying that if you want a challenge, you won’t avoid it.

From his relaxed attitude, Lennok sensed that the boy was a very powerful heroic spirit.

The Grand Judge who oversees the entire gateway of Yorta and decides the direction the soul will go.

If he is in charge of inspections in the entire city, he must be a spirit with tremendous authority even within Yorta.

‘There’s no need to fight now.’

I don’t know if you’re not going to let me in to Yorta or if you intend to kill me here.

Aside from the fact that Lennok’s reaction and behavior were unexpected, the boy’s reaction was less lukewarm than expected.

While not reluctant to the presence of the Ring of the Guide and Lennok, he did not take it too seriously.

Right now, it seems that the new nocturne is waiting for the whole thing to end, so there is no need to dispute the decision.

Thinking so, Lennok slowly let go of his thoughts and sat down on top of the boat.

slam!

Lennok being dragged through a huge hole in the wall of the courthouse as the ship appears.

“The Grand Inquisitor.”

While the boy was looking at Lennok’s back, the other interrogator, who had been silent until now, cautiously asked the boy.

“Not too long ago, there was news that Madrich Onion had passed away in the Balkans.”

“… … .”

“Can you say with confidence that this has nothing to do with him?”

“well… … It doesn’t seem like Onion, like us, was too caught up in the death of the body.”

The boy answered with an unreadable expression.

“Besides, he seemed very accustomed to manipulating Onion’s ships. Didn’t you manipulate the size of the ship freely?”

“… … .”

“If Onion’s intentions left in the memorial tower responded, it could be that the author was deeply influenced by Onion’s thoughts… … .”

The boy, who had been silent, muttered with a strange smile.

“Or, on the contrary, is it not because Onion was influenced by him?”

* * *

Chow ah!!

The place where the hundred ghosts who had been walking on the river for a long time stopped is a dock so crude that it is difficult to say what kind of building it is.

Beyond the cramped deck, which could barely hold a boat, were filled with dozens of frozen prisons.

shoot it… … !!

A huge prison full of cold that chills you to the bone.

This is the tomb of the Frost Lord that the juvenile judge talked about.

Is it a place where the guilty soul is imprisoned and sentenced to death?

Upon entering the deepest prison under the guidance of the white ghost, the frozen door was violently closed and a chill was emitted.

Clap!!

Right after that, the entire grate froze cold and started emitting cold air that was so cold that it was difficult to touch it with bare hands.

The white ghosts, silently gazing at Lenok from across the hallway of the prison, slowly move away and disappear.

Lennok shook his head as he looked around inside the prison only after the eerie presence left the prison and completely disappeared.

“What an annoying facility.”

The temperature inside the prison is so low that the floor is covered with thin ice, making it impossible to sit properly.

There isn’t even enough space to lie down, and it’s not even cleaned properly, so it’s just filthy.

[I feel a bit chilly too. It’s not an ordinary prison.]

The priestess looked away as if she felt something around the prison.

[Probably a prison that affects the soul itself… … .]

For saying that, the priestess herself didn’t seem to get cold at all.

Rather, if Lennok did not protect himself with magic, he would freeze to death before the priestess.

Lennok replied, roughly sweeping the prison floor with his feet.

“It’s a change in the nature of the military decree.”

[Sorcery of command?]

“It was refined into one of the attributes by inflating the chill felt in the process of summoning the soul.”

[…] … ]

“It doesn’t matter anyway. Now that we have obtained the ship and the ritual items, there should be no problem going around Yorta.”

said Lennok, sitting on the prison floor and leaning comfortably against the wall.

“All that remains is to figure out how to escape this prison.”

[…] … After all, you didn’t intend to go out after serving your sentence.]

“Then did you think I would live the sentence someone else received?”

Of course, Lennok, as the Grand Inquisitor said, has no intention of staying here for decades.

Since accepting the offer in the first place, he was certain that he would always escape and go up to the upper floors of Yorta.

“But it must be a coincidence. It’s like this… … .”

Looking at the handcuffs on both hands, Lennok chuckled and tilted his head back.

In Makina, after all the work was over, he was imprisoned for the crime, but in Yorta, he went to prison from the beginning.

The irony is that the order itself is different, but the work to be done is the same in the end.

The priestess asked while Lennok, feeling strangely inspired by the fact, pushed the mask on one shoulder.

[If you’re going to argue, it’s a failure that you haven’t been able to clearly grasp the history of your ring. Won’t there be a problem if it stays like this?]

“I’ll take care of it. Do not meddle.”

[…] … .]

The priestess shut her mouth in an absurd expression at those words, but she wasn’t completely wrong.

In fact, Lennok didn’t think that the guide would be treated so delicately in Yorta.

‘When I think about it, I think there was a sign, but… … .’

At the time of the Rabatenon Agreement, the spirit of Yortha, who was commanded by the professor of the Necromantics Department, took an extremely hostile attitude toward the guide.

At the time, I thought it was simply because of a personal grudge or the ability of the guide.

Wouldn’t it be understandable if it was because the guide’s soul was being treated as a traitor in Yorta?

[You. Are you listening to me?]

Of course, it wouldn’t be a waste to throw away the soul of the priestess in the ring right away.

Lennok thought so and slightly pushed his eyelids up inside the mask.

“I’m listening, so be quiet. I’m tired from talking a lot earlier.”

[…] … It sounds like you’re a lot more nervous than you think. Even the members of our school

aren’t like this.]

[…] … .]

The priestess silently shook her head, perhaps feeling that this was an impossible answer, but Lennok was not lying.

There was no reason to explain it, so I just tilted my head back and asked indifferently.

“If you have any advice on how to get out of here, listen. Have you thought of cooperating, even if it’s late?”

[The other day, I told you about the supernormal ability of revelation.]

The priestess sneakily looked around and said.

[My spirituality has rapidly stabilized since entering Yorta, and I think I will be able to keep my promise.]

“… … You say you can use the Supernormal Ability of Revelation now?”

[yes. Perhaps we can identify the internal structure of the memorial tower and confirm information that will help us escape.

]

[…] … .]

However, instead of concentrating on Lennok’s words, the priestess looked at Lennok in silence.

Lennok noticed the strange reaction belatedly and frowned.

“What else? Do you want to make a deal again?”

[There is something I want to check first by using the Supernatural Ability of Revelation. It is one of the most important reasons we came to Yorta.]

“… … .”

[Innocence on the top floor of the memorial tower, which observes the flow of all curses on the continent.] The priestess asked as she looked at Lenok, who stood up inadvertently.

[I’m trying to look inside it using the most powerful revelation. Can you help me?]