Drug-Eating Genius Mage

The Medicine-Taking Genius Wizard Episode 947 : Forbidden

Emperor (2)

“The forbidden weapon of the central city?”

A forbidden weapon created by processing a human sacrifice.

When Slaine said that Arsnova’s forbidden weapon was sealed in Anathema’s house, the atmosphere in the audience suddenly became serious.

The fact that equipment made in the central city, which is not a religious order that mainly uses taboo weapons, is hidden in Balkan.

Looking at the reactions of those around him, it seemed that not many of the other superhumans were aware of that fact.

“Why is such a dangerous weapon so close to the Balkans?”

“Most of the weapons and artifacts made in Arsnova must have been lost…”

“This is the first time I’ve heard of Anathema hiding such weapons.”

“I guess so. “It was a fact that only a very small number of people accidentally found out at the end of the civil war.”

Slaine answered.

“It is presumed to be a relic brought from the center by Anathema herself. “He was only known among those who interacted with him during his lifetime.”

“…The fact that it is a weapon made from human sacrifice is a concern.”

Evelyn asked, crossing her arms and glaring at Slaine crookedly.

“You’re not trying to hand over ownership of the Golden Armor to Ban and use that fact as a weakness, right?”

“Weakness?”

As soon as Slaine heard Evelyn’s words, he asked back as if he couldn’t understand.

“How can giving a forbidden weapon to a wizard with a reputation as unusual as lightning be a weakness?”

“….”

“It is rare to find a high-ranking wizard who is so free from public opinion. On the contrary, it must be an offer with absolutely no loss to him.”

A rebuttal so logical that even Evelyn was at a loss for words for a moment.

“Anathema’s house was buried after the civil war and has been abandoned for over several decades. “If there is no downward coordinate record, it will be difficult to even find the exact location.”

When Slaine raised his hand, the sound of wings flapping rang out.

At the same time, black feathers fluttered and fell from Lennok’s head.

“Information about the security and sealing barriers in the mansion was recorded there.”

“…It’s a record.”

It is not an ordinary bird’s feather, but rather a medium that can convey specific thoughts.

That moment when I carefully held the feathers fluttering on my head so as not to mess with them.

[Wizard. Don’t show it, just listen.]

Slaine’s battle cry echoed in Lennok’s head.

[Among the participants in the meeting, there are still insiders in the church.]

“….”

While Lennok was silent, Slaine naturally turned his gaze towards the others.

“The reason I want to set this agenda right away is because I thought there was no reason to inform the Senate of this fact.”

[Immediately after Anathema’s incarnation, the process of becoming an apostle was abnormally fast. [It is the result of someone participating in the manifestation ritual.]

Slaine explaining the reason to the other attendees in a voice-over while at the same time continuing to say something else to Lennok in his full voice.

It was so natural that even Lennok wouldn’t have noticed if he wasn’t holding his feathers and listening to his thoughts.

“There is no reason to inform the Senate?”

“Even after the failure of the Caise project, the Senate is refraining from making any moves. That’s because they are extremely wary of the prohibitions created through the project.”

[Even if the priestess of the church came forward in person, it would be unnatural for everyone at level 8 to show a lukewarm response.]

Slaine answered.

“So, it is true that at the time of Anathema’s death, the possibility of the Senate trying to take Anathema’s cause and effect has increased.”

[We dealt with the apostles outside the city and tried to find the informer, but the priestess’s control was tight. She knew I noticed it too.]

“I see.”

Habaek, realizing Slaine’s intention, nodded.

“Are you saying you are going to hand over Anathema’s body and assets to Lightning to suppress the Senate’s intervention?”

“Dryness is the only magic tower lord in Balkan. “We are in a special position where we have been given the authority to establish the Magic Tower directly from the City Council and Senate.”

[Except for you, who directly murdered the apostle, everyone has some degree of grievance. Even I can’t escape the spotlight right now.]

Slaine said while looking at Lennok.

“Considering what he has done in this city, I don’t think either party would be hasty in objecting to the decision.”

[But I have a clue.]

“….”

Considering Lennok’s notoriety and special position as a lightning rod, the Senate will not make a hasty move.

Slaine assumed that fact from the beginning and planned to hand over all assets in Anathema’s name to Lennok.

Does this mean that this issue needs to be dealt with so urgently that Lennoc is chosen as the next best option rather than falling into the hands of the Senate?

Slaine said, looking at Lennok who was lost in thought.

“If you don’t like it, you can always refuse. “I have no intention of forcing that fact.”

“….”

“The maintenance team will arrive in a little while.”

Evelyn glanced down at her wrist and said.

“Slaine Onyx and Lazy Myst will be transported to the central district as is. “Any last words?”

“It is difficult to conclude all the issues that arose at the meeting here. But let me make it clear right here.”

Slaine calmly faced the attendees who were looking at him.

“Just as we could not have predicted Anathema’s betrayal and corruption, what happens next has no choice but to be left to arbitrary judgment.”

“….”

“Even if I ignored, participated in, or even stood by the church’s intervention in this meeting… I will handle all of that responsibility by dealing with the city government.”

Slaine raised his red eyes and spoke softly.

“However, for the sake of future distribution of abilities and skills, all those gathered here must attend the meeting again.”

Although problems arose from the start of the meeting and things went astray, there are still many issues that have not been resolved.

The cult’s attack and the death of Banfa Anathema in the satellite city.

The innate ability of the Eight Trigrams that had to be given to attendees through the incarnation of Anathema.

Negotiations will also be needed regarding the reproduction of the tent, which was originally discussed at the meeting.

The other attendees may have been thinking about him as well, but they did not show any objection to Slaine’s words.

“Once the training is over and the time is decided, we will return to the location.”

Slaine turned toward Evelyn without hesitation.

“let’s go.”

“….”

Evelyn, who was standing behind Reiji and Slaine with her arms crossed, shrugged her shoulders toward Lennok.

The ranks of the maintenance troops begin to appear over the white sand desert horizon in the distance.

Lennok spoke as he watched Slaine silently walking past the ruins.

“Even though you suggested the re-creation of the tabernacle, you are actually less obsessed with it than anyone else.”

“….”

“If you wanted to, you could have concluded it right now, but you are putting it off for various reasons.”

Lennok’s sunken eyes stared straight into Slaine’s expressionless face.

“You don’t want a means to protect the Balkans. “You just want an excuse.”

Lennok asked.

“Do you want to establish a cordon against the church now?”

“It has been a long time since the distinction between the spiritual world and the material world disappeared while the religious order was abusing human sacrifice.”

[The Three Young Households of the Eight Roaring Fortress.]

Flutter!!

Slaine’s eyes briefly glanced at the feather held by Lennok.

“A bird that leaves its nest never returns to its nest. “I decided which side to be on.”

[I will be waiting.]

“….”

Did he think that was enough for what he had to say?

Slaine walked straight away without waiting for Lennok’s answer.

While Lennok is looking at the back of Slaine, who is being escorted by maintenance troops following Evelyn’s guidance.

Before he knew it, Olynyk the Whisperer, who had come to Lennok’s side, opened his mouth.

[If the Senate were to intervene, they would definitely hold a discussion about this situation in order to gain justification.]

“….”

[The future meeting that Slaine mentioned seems to refer to that very place.]

Kugugugung. ..!!

A huge metal sphere that was blocking one side of the city rotates and approaches Olynik.

[If you are the one who personally defeated the apostle of the church, you will definitely receive the biggest plaque and honor among them.]

Olynik, who climbed onto the sphere without hesitation, looked down at Lennok and let out a subtle smile.

[I hope to see you again on the spot.]

“Fast.”

Kiriya, pushing the frozen blade into the scabbard, said as he approached Lennok.

“I don’t care if you take Anathema’s body. “That was not the purpose of participating in the meeting anyway.”

“….”

“However, considering the value of Anathema’s name, the city council and others may not be convinced.”

Her icy eyes stared into Lennok’s face.

“You better pay attention. “If the opponent is a wizard as powerful as you, there are many people who would make the same choice as the church.”

“Thank you for the advice.”

Lennok smiled faintly.

“I hope it’s not just your experience.”

“….”

Kiriya didn’t react to Lennok’s words and immediately turned around.

As soon as Slaine leaves, other superhumans also begin to disappear one by one.

From those who gave Lennok a light greeting and left, to those who disappeared without even saying a word.

Lennok remained in the city until the end, worrying even as the superhumans around him left first.

Anathema’s betrayal and death. The intervention and exit of the priestess. From the central city’s taboo commander to the cult’s insider.

Slaine, who noticed the discomfort but ignored it, and the other 8 levels, who ultimately chose to watch the situation.

Because I don’t have much energy left, there isn’t much time left.

Rather, they are carefully choosing and waiting for the moment to hit everything.

Will we also face the death and evil relationship that separated us here today in a different form someday?

A convocation among the most powerful people started at midnight.

The long night, unexpectedly twisted by Anathema’s betrayal, has finally come to an end.

Lennok, who raised his hand toward the shining sunlight, turned to those who were waiting and nodded.

“The work here is done. “Go back to the Balkans.”

* * *

A dry desert with the rising sun.

As morning comes, a huge monster resembling a dinosaur is walking through the blowing sandstorm.

thud! thud!!

A giant monster that tramples the sand with its thick, cylinder-like legs. A simple shrine with a splendid shape was built on top of it.

Someone sitting on a pure white chair opened their eyes as if waking up from a nap.

“….”

The hand leaning on the armrest twitches and slowly clenches and unfolds its fingers.

Cold sweat trickles down from an expressionless face or a forehead with prominent veins.

The priests who were praying next to her immediately stood up.

“Madam Naidri.”

“Are you okay?”

“Are you okay?”

Priestess Ureka Naidri smiled crookedly at the priests’ words.

“What do you plan to do if it’s not okay?”

“…that.”

“I think things will get better if you help me. Will you do that?”

“I will, if you wish.”

When the priest took out a dagger from his pocket, Ureka kicked him in the stomach.

Uduk!!

The priest did not even groan despite the sound of his ribs breaking.

Ureka finally nodded with a satisfied expression.

“Yeah, I’d rather do that. “I think things will get better then.”

After saying that, the priestess slowly opened her hand, which was leaning on the other armrest.

As the hand that was tightly clenched into a fist opened, red, bloodshot eyes appeared.

Broken broken…!!

The moment when the tingling thunderstorm spinning around the pupil penetrated between Ureka’s fingers.

The back of the priestess’s elbow burst open, scattering blood and flesh.

“…!!”

A sharp pain that feels as if a thunderbolt running through the arm is scraping and burning the nerves.

Even Ureka, who had maintained her composure until now, had to endure it with bloodshot eyes and gritted teeth.

“Kuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu…!!!”

The priest, who caught the thunderbolt that exploded while facing Ureka, was already unable to turn back.

Blood spurted out from the hole and spread all the way to the tip of my tongue, causing me to convulse with my jaw trembling.

The skin on the outside looks fine, but all the internal organs are burned and shriveled up, causing hellish pain.

One of the priests watching from the side muttered in horror.

“No matter how many times you repeat the Life Prayer, it still has this much power…!!”

“I touched something I was told not to take, so I have to bear this price.”

Ureka smiled and placed her hand on her blood-covered arm.

“But it is truly incredibly powerful. “This much time has passed, but instead of fading away, I’m only having more seizures.”

“….”

“Is it a lightning bolt of thought that exists independently of the caster at the end of the chant?”

Ureka’s eyes narrowed as she watched the lightning flowing down her arm.

“As expected, I don’t like everything…”

The lightning bolt that Lenno threw into Anathema’s body was designed to prevent people like priestesses from stealing the body.

But Ureka also knew that she couldn’t touch Anathema’s body except at that moment.

If it weren’t for the moment when a ruthless wizard welcomed him and was unable to interfere with reality for a moment.

Even if it was Ureka herself, she might not even be able to see Anathema’s body in the future.

That’s why the priestess moved before the sanctuary closed, took the loss, and touched Anathema’s body.

The part that can be taken is not the major organs, but the eye area, which is relatively easy to touch and carry.

Considering its spiritual efficacy, it is the only body part that a priestess can consider a minimal achievement.

However, in the process of retrieving Anathema’s eyes, it was inevitable that he would be exposed to the lightning left behind by Lennok.

Despite protecting her body with holy power, the priestess suffered from brain damage left by Lennok for over half a day.

“Bring the Godin Buddhist Ball.”

Ureka, who had been staring at the lightning running down her arm for a while, spoke.

“We can’t come all the way here and abandon Anathema’s remains. “I need to seal my arms and remains together.”

“Priestess Naidri. but…!!”

The other priests couldn’t hide their agitation at the priestess’s declaration and questioned her.

“If you use the sealing tool in the current state, you may not be able to use your arms forever.”

“It would be better to leave the storage of the remains to us now and focus on treatment…”

“I think you’re lucky, Godin.”

Ureka said with an expressionless face.

“If it weren’t for the needless use of a priest just now, I would have killed you right now.”

“….”

“If I explain it once, you won’t understand? “I can’t keep this unless it’s me.”

The priestess smiled.

“Or are you telling me to leave this precious item lying around in your stinking corpse?”

What rips through Ureka’s body is a thunderbolt that dies cells and kills nerves.

A destructive quality that goes beyond the concept of lightning-type techniques and tears the opponent hit to its limits.

It must be the result of a change in temperament to thoroughly increase its power in battle and kill the opponent.

Even Ureka himself uses his holy power to restrain himself to only one arm, and if other priests touch his eyes, his entire body’s internal organs will burn to death.

“An opportunity like this won’t come again soon, but as expected, this one fell below my expectations.”

While the priests were bringing the teaching tools, Ureka muttered in a drowsy voice.

“If only the squadron’s authority had been restored, there would not have been a need for such troublesome movements…”

If you gain something, you also lose something.

However, sometimes, because something has been lost, there is also the power to fill that space with something new.

The power that Ureka Naidri possessed to treat the maddened apostle as her servant was clearly a power that none of the previous priestesses had, but ironically, it was granted because the authority of the highest priest of the church was lost with the death of Seina Naidri

. miracle.

However, Ureka realized how devastating the loss of Seina’s priestly authority was.

For Ureka Naidry, the predisposition to consciousness exists, but the power of consciousness does not exist.

The reason why she walks around the battlefield like this even though she has the talent to preside over all the rituals that exist within the church.

This was because blood and sacrifice were needed to replace the authority to carry out the ritual.

Therefore, no matter what happens, I cannot throw away the Anathema’s eyes that I have now acquired.

A nobleman of Arsnova and a man of contradictions who is not bound by the fate of destruction and prohibition on the continent.

The remains of Anathema, who died as an apostle and completed her martyrdom, were one of the substitutes for the authority that Ureca had been looking for.

“When I return to the headquarters, I will have to check the supernormal ability of revelation again. “What is Kamrodal doing?”

“The last time the doll moved, it was retrieving a broken Apostle near the second gateway. Shall I give you an order to return?”

“…no. it’s okay. “Because there is an incarnation that needs to be met before that.”

Ureka herself did not take on such a dangerous position because she had a reckless and extreme personality.

The satellite city where His will directly lands is an extremely special and noble stage where her power as a priestess is strongest.

Moreover, it has even been said that the lost authority will be restored through revelation.

However, in the end, the sanctuary ends and the will of the gods leaves, leaving the city without even half of the expected goal achieved.

It was a ridiculously unsatisfactory achievement considering that thousands of humans were sacrificed and turned into flesh monsters.

“It’s quite relaxing to turn the Machine City upside down and finally return to the pantheon.”

Ureka Naidry’s eyes glowed darkly as she lowered her head.

“Prepare the offering. I need to meet the second apostle.”