Drug-Eating Genius Mage

Genius Magician Who Eats Medicine Episode 787

The Prophet of Yorta (1)

A conversation between two people who, with just a few words, drew the attention of the entire prison.

“Reach out your hand. I’ll give you a simple fortune.”

“I see.”

I leaned against the prison wall and crossed my arms, feeling the eyes pouring from all sides.

Lennok, who naturally grabbed the giant’s outstretched hand, immediately checked the system and pattern of the magic flowing through his body.

Lennok nodded, pretending to be worried for a moment, then asked abruptly.

“I had a major injury about 10 years ago. You must have learned from meeting a relationship that surpassed your achievements three years ago, right?”

“how… … !!”

He had only guessed at the time of great fluctuations by forcibly peering into the flow of mana through his intuition, but Lennok said it again without batting an eye.

“It is a month in which there are more opportunities to benefit than to lose. If there are any bad things, use this time to sort things out.”

“I will keep that in mind!!”

“It’s a time when the flow is good, so don’t be too greedy. It will often go up and down around you, so you’d better be careful and watch your words.”

“Be careful with your words, be careful with your words… … .”

The giant recited, as if trying to remember Lennok’s words, and began to notice them.

The giant took out the faded pearl and carefully set it down across the bar.

Judging from the water on it, it appeared to have been acquired near the Headlane River.

“That old man. But I don’t have the money to give you a bokchae right now, so if this is okay… … .”

“I never expected to get a decent price in a prison like this.”

Lennok shook his head.

“I want you to keep your mouth shut while I’m here. Can you do that much?”

“I see.”

The first argument was because Lennok was noisy, but on the contrary, it was a strange situation where the giant was being beaten.

But instead of getting angry, the giant hung his head and tried to remember what he had just heard from Lennok.

It was only then that the priestess turned her gaze with a spirited expression as she quietly returned to her prison.

[Are you saying that you will use the supernormal abilities of the Great Revelation in this way?]

“You said you would find a way to help?”

Lennok did not bat an eye, and replied, tapping the ring in a sullen tone.

An intangible curtain spread around the cell and began to block out the sound.

After confirming that the white ghosts roaming and monitoring the prison corridors did not respond, Lennok turned to the priestess and said,

“A revelation targeting people isn’t bad either. You should be able to use it to make things easier.”

[Revelation is not a power that was originally prepared for that kind of inspiration.]

The priestess still tilted her head as if not convinced.

[Above all, didn’t the words that bewitched the non-believer contain too much information that was not in the revelation?]

Unlike Lennok’s words, the priestess knew that the facts that could be confirmed through the revelation were only a small fraction.

The only thing Lennok confirmed with the Supernatural Power of Revelation was a one-sided fact that a giant started a business with a man with a well-developed lower rank.

However, Lennok hit the giant with just that, as if predicting the circumstances of the giant, and then mixed it up with bizarre jokes to make the giant shut up.

When the priestess did not understand the fact and expressed her doubts, Lennok snorted.

“I do not trust the supernormal power of revelation. Isn’t it natural considering that the power is subordinate to the church?”

[…] … .]

“But I do know that it projects fragmentary images across the past and the future.”

Lennok glanced back at the giant through the mask and said.

“Once you set the starting point in a plausible place, you can see the other person’s reaction and adjust the details from there.”

The reason why I’m stuck in a prison like this even though I recently started a business with a partner.

It must be because the business had a problem due to some circumstances and took action to make up for the loss.

Once the context is established, it is enough to look at the changes in facial expression and magical power from there and match the detailed information.

The series of words and actions that seemed to look into the past of the giant were all close to improvisations made on the spot.

Only then did the priestess, who understood Lennok’s explanation, open her mouth blankly with an expression at a loss for words.

[Then, what I said earlier about contemplation and wealth luck… … .]

“It is a complete lie.”

Lennok replied.

“I just thought that if you had a memory of being betrayed by a business partner, you would like to be told that you are a person of trust.”

[…] … .]

I don’t believe in what I should believe, I believe in what I want to believe.

Even if it is a saju made up of a little truth and countless lies, if there is something you want to hear, you do not doubt it.

[They use revelation, but don’t rely on tricks… … .]

After listening to Lennok’s explanation, the priestess pondered for a long time.

[In a sense, you have a deeper understanding of the essence of the doctrine than the followers of Dahn.]

“… … Maybe.”

Lennok agreed.

The reason why Lennok uses the power of revelation so skillfully and is free from its influence. Rather, the reason why he uses the revelation more brazenly than the priestess and wields it like his own ability.

That was because Lennok also guessed that the supernormal ability of revelation was essentially a power derived from the cult leader.

If the piece of battery sent down through the open sea is the supernormal ability that Lennok knew about.

It was only natural that Lennok could use the power of revelation more freely and skillfully than the priestess.

If he continues to share the supernatural ability of the priestess like this, he might be able to handle the revelation with his own power.

However, Lennok changed the topic by ridiculing the behavior of the church without telling any of his feelings to the priestess.

“I’ve seen the lies being told in your church for quite some time. It seems like you’re imitating it at this level.”

[no. Our faith is based on a real God, and that fact is clearly stated in the doctrine.]

The priestess answered firmly.

[There is no such thing as fooling believers with false promises or beliefs. You still have the wrong idea about the church.]

“Well. It doesn’t seem like that at all to me.”

Lennok sneered.

“Are you saying you can keep all the promises written in the doctrine while abusing human sacrifice like that?”

[…] … .]

“This is a forbidden technique created to draw on non-existent results. The word itself is completely far from saying that it is a promise.”

The cult is a group of zealots specializing in human sacrifice and prohibition among any groups on the continent that Lennok knew.

It was only natural that we could not agree with the priestess’ assertion that there were no lies or deceit in the doctrine.

However, instead of being angry or excited about Lennok’s words, the priestess responded calmly.

[Faith exists to cut off the cause and effect of misfortune that individuals cannot resist. It may not be understandable to non-believers, but-]

“It would be better to preach in front of believers.”

Lennok cut off the priestess and lifted the curtain that blocked out the sounds around her.

“Discussion of doctrine will come later. Because it looks like there is something I need to do right now.”

It was because the other prisoners who were observing the situation were calling for Lennok one by one, as if they were aroused interest in the conversation with the giant.

Lennok turned his gaze annoyed at the man among them who was screaming particularly loudly.

“Hey fortune teller!! Can’t you hear me?!”

“Noisy.”

Lennok replied curtly, glancing at him.

Even though he is wearing handcuffs, he looks sloppy. Irregular mana flowing through the body.

Contrary to the traces of multiple tube insertions in the wrist, the complexion does not look like a drug addict.

This time, he didn’t even need to use the Supernormal Ability of Revelation.

“I have nothing to say to the dethroned wizard who is crazy about gambling, so get out of here.”

“What… … .”

The figure of the prisoner who slid all the way while beating the bar with handcuffs.

Lennox looked at him and smiled mockingly.

“Don’t talk to an idiot who sold his magic system and spent it on gambling.”

“this… … X feet… … baby… … .”

The figure of a prisoner clinging to the bars while shivering and not being able to refute.

The strange words and actions that made the prisoner, who had been screaming for a long time, shut up with just two words.

It was no different from the promised procedure for the other prisoners who were watching to talk with interest one by one.

“… … Did the real fortuneteller come in?”

“What a strange guy. Out of all the fortunetellers I’ve seen, I’ve never seen one so brave.”

“There was a rumor that the more prickly and shameless it is, the more real it is, but it might be true.”

Most of the people imprisoned in this prison are those who were caught and detained while trying to enter Yorta.

Apart from the fact that most of the individuals were low-quality criminals, it was similar that they were caught here and wasting time.

It is only natural that people are drawn to Lennok’s unusual behavior.

“Hey, can you take a look at my boss? Even small things are fine.”

“Do I have to pay separately for something like money?”

“Those trapped here are not in the mood to ask for anything.”

Lennok smiled and looked around and gestured slowly.

“Make it in order, fools. I think I need to prepare my mind to look into your unpleasant criminal history.”

* * *

After that, Lennok used the Supernatural Power of Revelation to pretend to look after the prisoners and began to take them out of their minds.

“Your family is in great trouble. Did you try to solve it because you were possessed by a ghost?“

How did that… … I haven’t told anyone!”

“The symptoms must have gotten worse while trying to solve it with a crude exorcism talisman. I didn’t go to the experts, so I brought it on myself.”

“Is there a way!”

“Find a Shaman or Commander with experience in possessing in Yorta. Regardless of skill, experience is important.”

“Oh oh!!”

The moment he mentioned his family, the prisoner already trusted Lennok’s words like stone.

Seeing the prisoner fidgeting with both hands as if he wanted to escape at any moment, Lennok said expressionlessly.

“Since we have a good flow, we should be able to find the people we need. Make sure you don’t mess things up with excitement later.”

“Thank you… … !!”

[…] … .]

Seeing the thrilled prisoner as if he had heard lifelong advice from an unfounded compliment, the priestess looked down at Lennok with a strange expression.

“fortune-teller. This is the dragon jing tea I’ve been saving, but it’s very effective in preventing frostbite… … .”

“It is a medicine made by decocting the horns of bicorneous trees. Just one piece of advice for a problem I’m struggling with these days… … .”

He dedicates medicines that are good for the body in various places and carefully puts the items he had been thinking about through the bars.

Layers of amulets that prevent cold were attached to the bars, and all kinds of one-time items were piled up under their feet.

Less than a day has passed yet, but this strange situation has changed the gaze and treatment towards Lennok.

“Your sincerity is worth seeing.”

Lennok accepted the compliments as if they were natural, and casually piled the things he had received in his cell.

The priestess, who was looking down at him with a half-given expression, asked.

[You. Isn’t our purpose to gather the faith of unbelievers in a prison like this?]

The priestess said.

[Shouldn’t we head to the memorial tower as soon as possible before the night trek starts anew?]

“… … .”

Instead of responding, Lennok glanced around.

After just one day, the scene in the cell has become much busier than when Lenok first entered the prison.

They make a deal to get a fortune to be given to Lennok, or they check the contents by exchanging the money they have already received from Lennok.

But instead of being swept away by the atmosphere, Lennok muttered as he gazed at the frozen bars.

“You say it’s a prison, but don’t you think the boundaries are too loose?”

[Yes?]

“Apart from the lukewarm attitude of the white ghosts watching over the prison, the location of the prisoners is also strange.”

[…] … .]

“If it’s enough to catch my eye right away, there will be some among the people trapped here who will notice.”

Lennok laughed at the silent priestess.

“Wait a little. I think we can escape this place by tomorrow anyway.”

Just before he peered into the infinity with the Supernatural Power of Revelation, Lennok had already confirmed the principle of the Frost Lord’s Tomb Prison.

The existence of a very powerful cold wind that penetrates the entire prison and a huge passage through which the wind blows.

All that remains is to guess where the passage is located in this cold and vast prison.

Pretending to be watching the prisoners, Lennok had already confirmed the situation while observing the flow around him.

“fortune-teller. It’s the price you promised earlier. If bokchae isn’t enough… … .”

“Put it in. Because I don’t want to get paid anymore. And don’t call me a fortune teller.”

“then?”

Looking at the questioning old prisoner, Lennok smiled strangely.

I remember working as an engineer in Makina and approaching the Ascension Gate more easily than I thought.

As a result, thanks to the reputation he had built as a Lyman, didn’t he quickly get out of the probation even after the job was over?

As soon as he arrived in Yorta, the schedule changed at the point of being imprisoned, but Lennok still had a hunch that he could control the situation.

“It’s hard to fully express my benevolence toward you guys with just that title.”

[…] … .]

“As they tell you things you don’t know and suggest alternatives, isn’t it the realm of faith? So, from now on, look at me-” Lennok

stood up slowly while holding the handcuffs while the priestess was staring at her in amazement.

Leaning his head through his hood, Lennok looked back at the prisoners around him and smiled coldly.

“Call me a prophet.”

In this city, originating between the material world and the spirit world, and going back and forth between the foreign world and the afterlife, the lie that Victor’s identity has to tell has been decided.

In Makina, if you worked as an engineer and solved all the conveniences, this time-

let’s try playing the role of a pseudo-teacher.