Drug-Eating Genius Mage

Genius Magician Who Eats Medicine Episode 784

Ghost Journey (10)

The moment I showed the ring of the guide, a group of white ghosts stopped everything and approached all at once.

As promised, there is no emotion in their messages leading and guiding the ship.

Just as if guiding Lennok and the ship he was on had to be a priority.

A procession of ghosts moving all at once, leaving other passengers behind on this dark river.

Lennok was lost in thought, feeling the intense, blatant stares around him.

‘I’m sure they reacted to the ring of the guide, but I don’t think it’s a positive sign… … .’

Abnormal behavior of the hundred demons and an abnormal situation in which the entire order of inspection was disturbed.

Considering that it drew attention unnecessarily, it is unlikely that this situation itself will help Lennok in the long run.

But even so, Lennok’s reaction was very calm.

The priestess seemed to have sensed it as well, and she did not resist the decision of the hundred demons and stared blankly at Lennok, who entrusted the boat to her.

[You. Did you think things would turn out like this from the beginning?]

“It would be easier if I could contact the Yoreta leadership because of the existence of the ring.”

Lennok replied, leaning against the deck posts.

“If there is room for negotiation, you might be able to enter the memorial tower directly through a deal.”

At the point of obtaining the Ring of the Guide with Sabrina’s help, Lennok guessed that this ring was a pretty important item for Yorta.

If this ring is one of the relics or treasures lost in Yorta, as Lennok thinks.

It would have been natural for them to discuss the treatment of Lennok, who entered Yorta with that information.

If he could meet the leaders who control all of Yorta right now, he might be able to quickly achieve Lennok’s goal.

So, rather, Lennok was hoping for attention during the interrogation process.

The priestess also immediately understood Lennok’s answer, but she shook her head as if she was not convinced.

[Even if you are lucky enough to meet the leaders of Yorta in person, wouldn’t it be unlikely that proper negotiations will take place?]

“It doesn’t matter. In the worst case, it would be enough if we could secure only the identity of the person.”

said Lennok with a low laugh.

“As long as we know who the ruler of this city is, we can come up with any number of methods.”

[hmm… … .]

The priestess, who was looking at Lennok with an indescribable expression, soon nodded as if she understood.

[This is an answer that goes well with the magician of Pandemonium. I understand.]

“That’s not what I want to hear from the head of the church.”

While Lennok and the priestess undermined each other’s affiliations, the white ghosts began to lead and guide the boat to the depths of the river.

=… … .gooooh… … !!

Beyond the infinitely deep and dark river, a huge drawbridge, dimly shining, comes into view.

The entire drawbridge is rusted and covered with moss and barnacles, as if it had been submerged for a very long time.

The thick chains creaked and swayed, then changed course for Lennok’s ferry and swept the river.

Chow ah!!

The figure of a ferryboat moving downward along the water of the Headlane River, where the water level drops in an instant.

“… … for a moment.”

Instantly noticing the abnormality, Lennok’s expression hardened slightly.

The priestess said as she looked at Lennok, who was rapidly generating magic and detecting the surrounding scenery.

[You seem to have noticed. We are not heading to the center of Yorta now.]

“The water level is too low.”

Lennok murmured.

“Considering the principles of Mangwi Night Travel, the important stairs must be located at a relatively high level.”

Through a conversation with Onion in Madrid, Lennok knew what the Mangwiyahaha was conceptually like.

A magnificent night scene of guiding the souls and endlessly building the procession up to the top of the memorial tower.

However, that means that for the nocturnal journey, the waves of the soul must be endlessly piled up in the sky.

Considering that the memorial tower in Yoreta is a structure built to serve that role, the city’s core stairway should be located at a high altitude.

But now, the ten demons guiding Lennok’s ferry boat lowered the water level of the river instead of increasing the altitude, guiding Lennok down.

The moment Lennok felt a bit ominous about that fact and grabbed the bow.

Chow!!

In front of my eyes, the dark black river water split on both sides, revealing the landscape beyond the waterway.

A huge cavity filled with river water.

A black altar was built in the center, and about a dozen spiritual bodies stood on it, looking down at it.

Like a judge standing on water, Lennok was on the boat, looking up at the altar.

“Oh, you’re here.”

cooong!

A young boy sat on a black throne in the center of the altar, looking down at Lennok.

“Yorta Memorial Tower. Welcome to the Grand Judgment Hall on the first floor of the basement.”

“… … .”

The boy’s figure swayed indistinctly as if it melted into thin air and shook like a ghost.

A boy perched high up as if looking down on Lenok, and seven spirit bodies surrounding him.

It is a chilling space that seems to have been prepared not to guide nobles, but to pass judgment on criminals.

The moment when Lennok suddenly raised his eyes, realizing that something was wrong.

“You are the one who brought the Ghost of the Guide.”

The boy’s ghost said in a cold voice.

“I never thought that the ring would return to Yorta at this point.”

“… … .”

“The last time I observed it, I confirmed that it was definitely in a place of no return. Worldly affairs change so quickly.”

Did he not expect that the ring of the guide would return to Yorta at all?

The words were sudden and without greeting, but Lennok immediately understood what the boy meant.

In fact, the ring was hidden in a very powerful personal safe called Zilean’s Citadel, Gyro’s Ship.

If Lennok hadn’t forcibly found it and brought it out, it might have been forgotten day by day in the basement of the citadel.

“Well, it’s all about trivial chatter, so take it out and see.”

Looking at the silent Lennok, the boy calmly leaned on the throne and nodded.

“I also want to check how much the soul of the guide who once led the night journey has fallen.”

“… … .”

“You’re not even going to answer me?”

Seeing the boy laughing, Lennok quickly began to roll his head.

It seems that the boy’s ghost must now have the greatest authority in this courtroom.

The seven spirits lined up on either side of him must be the interrogators who were there to help the boy in his trial.

The problem was that the difficulty of the plan varied greatly depending on how Lennok was treated.

If the boy here wants to banish Lennok, that in itself doesn’t matter.

You can change your identity and come back here, or you can find another way instead of crossing the Headlane River.

The most problematic thing is when the boy decides to kill Lennok on the spot.

It would be difficult to evade the Yorta officials and run away when they had crossed the river this far.

Since we started, we have to either kill all the hundred ghosts and witnesses or find another opportunity.

That moment when Lennok thought so and slowly fidgeted with the ring.

Sreureung!!

All dozens of hundred demons aimed at Lennok’s neck at the same time and began to surround the scythe.

If the ring didn’t work, it was a violent reaction that would have left enough to slit his head right here.

The hundred demons glared at Lennok and said.

“Take it out… … .”

“check… … .”

A resolute determination to check the ring of the guide here, no matter what.

Realizing that this was not something to be taken lightly, Lennok shook his head.

It wouldn’t be impossible to kill all the hundred demons here and forcibly enter Yorta, but… … .

“… … I will.”

Unless you know what kind of environment the inside of Yorta is created, hasty judgments are likely to return with a handshake.

Lennok thought so and slowly activated the guide’s ring.

Faaaaaa!!

A whitish human figure emerging above the jewels of the ring.

The appearance of the ghost of a guide who has no features on the outside, and the appearance of several ghosts walking behind him.

[…] … .]

It is certain that if you show the ring of the guide, you can head to Yorta.

I’ve never worried about that myself.

Just how important this ring was to Yorta.

Also, it is unknown what meaning the fact that the priestess’s soul was collected in the ring will be accepted by them.

Amidst the tight tension, Lennok quietly checked the reactions around him.

=… … .

=… … .

At the same time as they appeared, the white demons did not take their eyes off the figure of the guide.

I am preoccupied with idly lifting my distorted face inside the hood and looking at the pure white radiance.

[…] … Hmm.]

The guide silently looked around at the hundred ghosts and smiled lightly as if he understood them.

For a moment, it seemed that the boy’s eyes met, but in an instant, he returned to the ring and disappeared.

While Lennok followed with his eyes the shape of the leader who disappeared in an instant, the boy leaning on the throne and watching muttered.

“Once upon a time it was a prophet who surely guided us all, but now it is the legacy of a traitor.”

Not a prophet, but a traitor. Does that mean that the spirit of the guide is no longer welcome in Yorta?

“The soul trapped in the ring is a public figure and a sinner who has repeatedly made great contributions and mistakes to this city.”

the boy said calmly.

“That’s why, from my point of view, who judges the spirits of the dead, I have to praise him for his return, but punish him in the opposite way.”

“… … .”

“Originally, even the owner of the ring would have to be punished for that crime right away… … .”

The figure of a boy muttering while looking at Lenoc with an unreadable expression on his face.

Following the boy, the hundred demons all looked back at Lennok and began to let out a horrifying groan.

It was cold and wet, as if they were going to stab Lennok’s neck with a scythe again.

The moment Lennok quietly tilted his head instead of reacting to the spirit of the ghosts.

“I don’t know things, but I think people are innocent.”

The boy changed his expression and smiled.

“I am not reluctant to take that ring back now or to throw it away. So, human, let’s make a deal.”

“transaction?”

“If it is known that the spirit of the guide has returned to the city, the old spirits sleeping in the memorial tower will wake up.”

said the boy.

“Since we have a large-scale night trip ahead in the near future, we don’t want a commotion in the tower. So why don’t you keep the ring until the night is over?”

“… … I don’t know what you want to say.”

asked Lennok, stepping out in front of the bow.

“When it comes to the whereabouts and treatment of the ring, it is, of course, my property. Did you call me to decide something like that?”

“yes.”

The boy nodded.

“The problem is that if you withhold the value of the ring, you will have to nullify all the procedures you went through crossing the river.”

“what?”

“We need to destroy the spiritual records of the ceremonies and items used in the checkpoint, as well as that funny-looking boat you came on.”

“… … .”

“As you know, Yorta is a floating city built on the headlane river, and is designed to be accessible by boat throughout the city. If you accept this offer, you will have to get a new ship and rituals.”

I wondered if the process of paying tribute and building a boat at the dock was strangely difficult, and that was the reason.

It would be understandable if there was an environment where you had to constantly use a boat to come and go inside Yoreta.

The fact that the shape of the boat was slightly different for each offering may have been a measure to show the status of the guests in the city.

But what caught my eye first was the boy’s proposal to Lennok.

Did Lennok invalidate all the inspections he had passed so far in order to hide the record that he had brought the Ring of the Deliverer?

Contrary to the seemingly insignificant suggestion, it is quite grandiose and seems to hide its traces with great effort.

It’s probably because, contrary to what the boy said, there’s a reason why the Ring of the Guide shouldn’t be making its presence known to the city at this point.

Sensing that, Lennok crossed his arms and tilted his head.

“Nope? Why should I?”

“… … .”

“Okay, register the ring and properly judge the assignment level and authority. It’s none of my business to know what’s going on over there.”

[No, that’s… … .]

The priestess, who was watching the conversation between the two, asked in awe.

[Are you sure that answer is correct at this point?]

“… … .”

From the perspective of the priestess, Lennok’s reaction to acting out his guts in front of the boy might not be understandable.

In fact, the boy’s spiritual body maintains his youthful appearance, but he is strong enough to let even Lennok know how strong he is.

No matter how low you hold it, it’s a heavenly ghost.

Or it must be a being with authority and power that goes beyond that.

But Lennok had a hunch that the boy’s patronizing offer wasn’t out of consideration for Lennok.

If the boy himself decided that he had to hide the ring of the guide, he would rather come up with a different proposal to keep it.

Sure enough, the boy smiled with a troubled expression, pondered, then nodded.

“hmm… … He’s a smarter guy than I thought. Looking at the process of getting here, he didn’t seem very aware.”

“… … .”

Lennok’s act of dragging the apostle’s corpse and hanging the head on the boat didn’t seem like someone who was astute.

The boy spoke while Lennok was silent, unable to answer.

“good. Then, in return for accepting this offer, how about I provide your rites instead?”

“What does that mean?”

“I can use my authority to judge the spirit of Yoreta and apply a special case to you.”

As Lennok pondered, the boy explained.

“Originally, it’s a special case for VIPs from other cities, such as delegations, but let’s make an exception this time.”

“I don’t know what it means to provide a ritual.”

Lennok replied, arms crossed.

“Was it so easy to obtain ritual items to pass the checkpoint in the first place?”

“It is not difficult. If I had to argue, it would be to bring up a spiritual archetype from the checkpoint record of the memorial tower.”

Saying that, the boy stretched out his hand toward Lennok.

“I will look back on the tasks that your spirit, not yourself, has built up, and implement the ritual that suits you the most.”

The vision of the entire judge was greatly distorted, and an illusion arose as if a halo of light was shooting up towards Lennok.

oh oh oh… … !!

A stream of spiritual halo, apparently directed at Lennok himself.

If Lennok refused, the boy’s offer would be null and void.

‘It’s an archetype of Yorta’s internal records… … .’

Lennok, who was worried, slightly released the target designation resistance and accepted the flow, and immediately a group of lights began to condense over the altar.

It’s probably to look back on Lennok’s work on that altar and give him a matching ritual item.

With his hand outstretched to the altar, the boy spoke leisurely to Lennok.

“However, the size of the ritual is so small, and the ship has to be separately obtained in Yoreta… … hmm?”

At that moment, the boy’s expression, which had been relaxed all along, changed to trembling.

The sudden reaction made the other judges look back at the boy as well.

“No, wait. This is not an archetype… … .”

The moment the boy muttered with a puzzled expression.

Kwaaaaaang!!!

The entire wall of the judge’s court was shattered, and huge waves began to pour out from beyond.

“Aaaaaaaa!!”

The interrogators standing next to the boy screamed in bewilderment, and immediately after, a huge shadow smashed the altar and entered the cavity.

Cuguaguagua!!!

In an instant, it smashed through the Yorta checkpoint, crossed over the rippling waves, and stood right in front of Lennok.

oh oh oh… … !!

Lennok also confirmed the identity of the target that appeared as a result of summoning the ritual archetype and remained silent.

The boy who had repositioned himself on top of the broken altar muttered in amazement.

“Hey, this is… … What the hell are you doing?”

“… … .”

“I guess we should start talking about it again.”

A huge keel that emits a dull turquoise color.

A grotesque appearance with old chains hanging and swaying everywhere.

An overwhelming presence that suppresses sudden appearances and shockwaves with just their appearance.

The most vast ship of the command that Lennok had seen before.

A ghost ship, huge enough to fill the Judge’s Wave, was looking down at Lennok through thick fog.