Drug-Eating Genius Mage

Remnants of Fanaticism (2)

Pavlen Archwood.

It is a 4th year pre-graduation class that got into a fight with Lennok from the first day he took office as an assistant professor and tried to kill him while on a business trip, but in reverse lost half of his magic power.

I heard that he had a great status among undergraduates because of his strong background and personal connections, but after the conference, he was thoroughly attached to Lennok.

“what?”

Lennok asked with a cold expression on his face, and he staggered into the classroom.

Archwood, who checked once again to make sure no one was listening, spoke with a cautious face.

“I… … It’s something you said before… … .”

Come to think of it, did I ever tell him to tell me right away if something suspicious happened in college?

Jininba has a lot of connections and is quick to hear rumors, so I chose the best way to work with him.

Archwood’s expression was visibly depressed, perhaps because Lennok was nervous that he hadn’t been to school in a while.

“say it.”

“Recently, two undergraduate students from the necromancy department were expelled. But the reason is quite peculiar.”

“For what reason?”

“It is said that the reason for expulsion is the charge of conducting a vassal ceremony of the Guido Church.”

“… … .”

“It seems that he was caught doing the ritual prescribed by the church in the laboratory in the lecture building of the Faculty of Necrology, but the Faculty Office immediately held a meeting and made the decision to expel him.”

I was looking for the remnants of the Church to find time series magic, but I didn’t expect to hear about the traces in Rabatenon.

He must have been a regular member of the priestly class, to the extent of directly conducting the vassal ceremony of the church.

Lennok asked, tilting his head slightly to the side.

“What is the identity and place of residence? Is there any way to check?”

“It’s a very sensitive issue, so it’s only a name… … But maybe Priscilla knows more.”

“… … Priscilla?”

Archwood shrugged.

“I heard that one of the two people expelled was a roommate who shared a room with Priscilla.”

“… … .”

I never expected to get anything out of Archwood, but I never thought I’d get help from him in this way.

But Lennok frowned, showing no sign of it outwardly.

“Is that all?”

“Even the undergraduate department and the necromancy department found out what to do… … .”

Archwood glanced at Lennok and protested. Lennok laughed.

“I don’t know where the courage I showed at the conference went.”

“… … .”

If Lennok had weaker magic manipulation ability than Archwood, if he hadn’t understood the magnetic realm to some extent at the time.

The position of the two people could have been the exact opposite of what they are now.

Archwood, right now, is just bending over his pride to get back the stolen magic.

If he treats Lennok the way he treated him in the first place, that’s enough.

Lennok said to Archwood with a cold expression on his face.

“Even in the upper grades of the Necromatics Department, there’s no way you don’t have connections. Even if you know the name, it is difficult to determine where you live?”

“The Department of Necromancy is the place where transfers and leave of absences are the most active among all faculties in Rabatenon. They said that there are many cases where you can’t move for half a year when you use your hands to produce results, not just one or two studies that require preparation in advance.”

“… … .”

That’s not wrong. Craig Tillian, who was trying to summon some of the monsters of the open sea right away using black magic and necromancy, also grafted dozens of black magicians and programming together and prepared for more than a few months before coming to the verge of producing results.

“Just this month alone, more than 10 students dropped out and more than twice that number applied for transfer. That’s why it’s not uncommon for even fellow undergraduates to maintain friendships.”

“hmm… … .”

Considering the specificity of the Necromatics Department, is it that there is no choice but to be limited in obtaining information?

In the end, Lennok let go of Archwood’s threats and sent him back, telling him to scrape up information somehow.

Since we can’t expect any further information from Archwood, it’s probably better for Lennok to act himself.

“Priscilla… … .”

Should I say that it is fortunate that he is a student who has accumulated familiarity with Evan?

It doesn’t matter. At this time, he’d probably be in his dorm, so he’d have to ask right away.

– You mean Priscilla? I went home from work today. I won’t be back until this weekend.

“… … .”

It was only after hearing the bewildered voice of the dormitory supervisor that Lennok finally stood up.

“Have there been home visits in this world?”

* * *

Slightly late weekend morning.

Passing through a quiet alley where birdsong could be heard, Lennok lifted up his glasses.

Children running casually in a corner of the alley. People walking with their pets.

Even the image of families sitting in the park and talking about each other.

At first glance, it looks like an ordinary residential area, but it comes a little differently to Lennok, who knows how meaningless the word security is in this city.

A residential area where people are willing to pay for the invisible value of security.

Located between downtown areas in the 20th district, the quietness of this street is the result of that amount of money and investment.

It seemed clear that Priscilla was living in a good family environment.

“The address you wrote down was roughly here… … .”

Lennok, standing in front of a two-story house painted light brown, rang the doorbell, and the front door opened and someone tumbled out.

Something that landed in the yard casually rose like a zombie and opened the gate scratching its head.

Loose nasties and wild blue hair. Impressive sharp eyes… … . familiar face.

Mila, a mercenary from the Antares office and acquainted with Lennok, was standing there.

“Yo~ Nice to meet you. Are you our homeroom teacher?”

“… … .”

As Lennok looked at her face without replying, Mila pouted and shook her hand.

“My name is Lyudmila. I’m a mercenary Naburang. Oh, do wizards hate handshakes? Although my hands are clean.”

Seeing him licking his lips and wiping his hands on his pants, Lennok quickly put on a smile.

“It can’t be. I’m also glad to meet Priscilla’s older sister. My name is Evan Bylon.”

I never thought Priscilla’s older sister was Mila.

Although the two had the same hair color, their personalities were so different that I never thought that the two would be related.

It’s probably because Lennok never thought that the relationship in the dark and the relationship in the light would overlap.

When you think about it, it’s not that strange. Even at the Antares office, if Mila is treated as a key player, the income she earns will be considerable.

It was just that it was hard to think that that bond would continue with Priscilla in a place like this.

I don’t have much to say with Mila anyway, so it’ll be enough if I can act as an assistant professor in moderation.

Mila casually escorted Lennok into the house.

On the sofa in the spacious living room, someone with a towel on their face occupied the sofa and lay down comfortably.

A weak voice flowed from somewhere between the animal pajamas and the towel.

“Oh sister… … I forgot to tell you. Maybe you’ll have a guest later this afternoon. He said he had something to ask about Fenia… … .”

“Are you here already?”

“… … .”

The movement of the nightgown that had been swaying on the sofa suddenly stopped.

The towel that was covering her face dripped down and the eyes of Priscilla and Lennok, who were lying upside down, met.

Lennog grinned and waved.

“Nice to meet you, Priscilla.”

“Kyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!”

It didn’t take long before the house turned upside down with deafening screams.

“Sister is crazy!! I told you not to let guests in!”

“No, what else… … You’re a school teacher. Can I park you outside? If I get hated and get low grades, what will happen to the tuition I paid with money like my blood?”

“I’m not that kind of person!!”

Angrily, Priscilla quickly ran into the room.

Lennok smiled as he looked at the huge hump on Mila’s head.

“Priscilla is a very good student in the Department of Elements, so don’t worry.”

In fact, she scored close to a perfect score on the theory test of the water flow system in the midterm of Introduction to Elements, which was scored by Lennok and Aris.

Proof that she was not negligent in laying the groundwork as a mage. Wasn’t Aris also quite satisfied with Priscilla’s grades?

Priscilla was never a student for whom tuition was a waste.

“Oh I see. Actually, I know, but I just said it once.”

She sat down on the sofa, clearing her nose, and took out a beer from the small refrigerator under the table.

She opened the can lid with one finger, drank in the beer, and held it out to Lennok.

“Would you like a drink?”

“… … I am at work.”

“Oh yes. sorry.”

She licked her lips shyly and gulped down her beer again.

The sound of laughter coming from the TV soothed the silence.

When Priscilla didn’t come out, Mila twisted her body awkwardly.

Lennok knew from the beginning that she was a person who couldn’t stand this kind of atmosphere, but she wouldn’t be like that.

Unable to bear it, she opened her mouth again.

“He must be very skilled enough to become an assistant professor at that Lavatenon.”

“It lacks a lot.”

Mila grinned as Lennok uttered empty words.

“It couldn’t have been. You are very humble. Are the other wizards like that too?”

“… … .”

Lennox kept his mouth shut at the question that was difficult to answer. Only then did he realize that he had mistakenly said Priscilla and slightly lowered his head.

“Oh sorry. Actually, since I’m a mercenary, I’ve met a few wizards… … Really talented wizards are rare.”

“okay.”

“Of course, among my friends, there is one guy who is really genius, but he is a very unlucky type.”

“… … .”

Is it an illusion that somehow makes you think you can tell who Mila is talking about?

Unaware of Lennok’s thoughts, Mila grabbed a beer and began to grumble.

“He’s a guy who swings his hands around with an expression that he can do anything, but since he actually does that, he can’t say anything. He always says things that are difficult to refute. I think all smart people are like that.”

“If you are such an excellent person, I would like to meet you.”

Mila also giggled at what Lennok said with a smile, but drew a line.

“Eh, but it’s hard not to talk to that bastard.”

“… … .I guess so.”

Only then did Mila realize that the conversation had gotten a little messed up, and she licked her lips.

“sorry. I talked about this by myself and hung up. I heard that he recently started a business, but I couldn’t get in touch with him, so I started talking behind my back.”

“no. it’s okay.”

Lennox nodded obediently.

I was trying to talk about something without him, but this is no different from aegyo.

As he had never seen his face since the Arashak expedition, Lennok could understand it to some extent.

“Perhaps the friend will be happy to contact you as well… … It will fit.”

“yes?”

“yes.”

While Lennok was bludgeoning drunken Mila’s questions, the door opened and Priscilla appeared.

Sitting across from Mila in a neat shirt and pants, she let out a small sigh as soon as she smelled the alcohol.

But instead of saying anything to Mila, she turned her head straight to Lennok.

“Assistant Professor Evan.”

“Priscilla. Sorry for this weekend.”

“no. I have something to tell you about Fenia… … If it’s okay, can we move?”

“no. it’s okay. If you’re Priscilla’s guardian, that’s fine.”

Priscilla doesn’t say anything even when she sees Mila taking out a beer in the presence of guests.

Wouldn’t it be because she didn’t want to nag her sister for anything rather than being polite right away?

Although Lennok saw only the smallest aspects of the sisters, it was immediately evident that the two were on good terms.

There is a high probability that he will keep the secret even if he hears a sensitive story.

“So you can stop pretending to be drunk. There is absolutely nothing wrong with Priscilla.”

Mila pretending to be drunk on purpose and keeping this place is because she wants to hear what she has to say to Scylla.

“… … .”

Mila’s slightly relaxed eyes came into focus, and her expression, which had been slightly smiling, turned expressionless.

She was reclining on the sofa as if she were lying down, tilting her head slightly forward.

“Our mage… … . Your eyesight is so good. Or was my acting too clumsy?”

“I just thought there was no way a mercenary could get drunk on just one can of beer.”

Lennok replied calmly.

“… … Right. It’s definitely a reasonable guess.”

dump!

Mila stood up and said with a twinkle in her eyes.

“To the extent that it looks closer to this industry than to Sannim Wizard.”

“… … .”

In an instant, a sharp tension flows around.

As Priscilla noticed and was about to step in to rectify the situation, Lennok spoke first.

“Should there be only naive wizards in a place run directly under the city government?”

At the same time, Darby, who appeared on his shoulder, crouched on her front paws and emitted a powerful electric shock.

Pagging support… … !!!

A jammer emitted by the Brain Spirit instantly covers the mansion and rages, incapacitating only certain equipment.

Looking at Mila, whose expression had changed to a dumbfounded expression, Lennok smiled with his chin on his chin.

“So, I need to turn off the security recording equipment for a while and talk about something sensitive.”

It is natural for Mila, a mercenary, to install a recording device in her house to prepare for intruders.

“… … Do you know how many million cells it took to install that damn thing?”

Mila’s voice was slightly weepy.

“If it’s something trivial, you better be prepared.”

“You don’t have to worry about that. It is because the Church of Guido is intertwined.”

“… … !!”

Seeing the drastically changed expressions of the two sisters, Lennok immediately got to the point.

Alice’s absence. Emergence of the Order. Expulsion seen as intentional.

Maybe there isn’t much time.

This job needed to be done as quickly as possible.

Genius Magician Who Takes Medicine Chapter 261