Drug-Eating Genius Mage

black magic.

As part of a spell that uses negative magic as its source, it has a variety of attributes and series, along with unique expertise that is hard to find in other spells.

It is difficult to learn another class after digging into one class, and in terms of general purpose, it is a group of unique and heterogeneous spells that are strangely tied to the same black magic, but this is because black magic is a collective term for a group of magic created solely to use negative magic. am.

Negative magical power is a waste-like debris that grows after eating human negative images. When used for general magic, it is just a low-quality fuel with low efficiency.

In this city, where corpses are transported by truck several times a day, what is so difficult about supplying negative magic power?

In a way, it was only natural that black magicians would be treated as spring water that never dries.

Until the city government strengthens inspections and wipes out their nests.

“Data extraction finished.”

While Lennok was lost in his thoughts, Jenny brought a laptop and sat down next to him.

As I brushed through my slightly damp hair, the moist scent wafted out.

Immediately flipping through the laptop screen, she opened her mouth with some pictures and phone numbers that came to mind.

“You know that the research institute there was promoting artificial intelligence research in cooperation with Palmers Corporation, right? Maybe that’s why he seems to be constantly in contact with Palmers’ corporate officials.”

“It’s a Palmers company…”

I know it deals with AI, but I’ve never been more interested in it than that.

Dealing with artificial intelligence in this world where magic exists is simply beyond the realm of technology, so it is because the line that civilians cannot reach is drawn in its handling.

Artificial lifeforms used for military purposes and artificial intelligence products that boasted very high prices were also largely unrelated to Lennok.

“Anyway, with the help of that company, I succeeded in tracing the whereabouts of the other warlocks. When I gave you your name, you cooperated more meekly than I thought.”

Jenny with a mischievous smile pressed the enter key, and the screen went straight to an alleyway.

Flashy billboards and eye-opening neon signs.

People running around in colorful clothes and lights illuminating the damp streets.

Loud music seems to be heard all over the screen.

There was another world that Lennok had never seen before.

“Area 40. There is a street that has grown into a huge commercial district centered on clubs and pubs.”

“A club?”

“It is a place of deviance created at the exquisite intersection where the residential area of the 30th and the outer 40th area overlap. It’s a busy street that not only people here, but also the residents of the city often visit.”

Jenny continued.

“The warlocks expelled from Area 44 are hiding here.”

“……It certainly seems suitable for mixing with people.”

You can clearly see it through the photos.

People who come out of the club and shake their bodies with their eyes closed. From drunken passers-by who fall to the floor to sleep, to people who have no room to set foot.

A perfect environment to hide from someone’s gaze.

“I wondered why he went so far in hiding when he only lost his business because of the checkpoint, and the city government wasn’t tracking magicians, but… I can understand it if it was because of the confrontation between the two different factions.”

“You mean you went to a place where you can’t touch it.”

“If something happens in District 40, where civilians are also mixed, the city government will have no choice but to react sensitively. You must have thought it would be difficult to touch.”

“What is the detailed address?”

“I’ll send it to your cell phone.”

After checking the message she sent, Lennok stood up.

I couldn’t hesitate since I found out that the practical faction was working on the black magicians of the Buyeo faction.

He wasn’t very interested in the safety of the black magicians, but at least he had to move quickly until he got his hands on information that could serve as a starting point.

We leave the office upstairs at the bar while being seen off by Jenny.

To put it bluntly, even though it is not helpful to her at all, I am grateful that she is willing to cooperate.

As they descended into the main hall of the bar, their eyes immediately focused on Lennox’s face. I was getting used to it little by little by now.

Ignoring that blatant stare, I was about to leave when a man sitting near the entrance spoke to him.

“Cheers to the sanctity of Area 49.”

“……”

Lennok laughed at that absurd statement.

When Lennok’s reaction wasn’t too bad, the man asked what he was curious about.

“There is not a single freelancer around here who has not heard of you. Do you know?”

“Roughly.”

“From the start, I was being compared to crazy people like Striker and Madmanson.

Striker Madmanson…

It’s a codename for famous freelancers that even Lennok picked up once or twice while passing by.

Excluding talented people who set up their own businesses like Plato and Antares and became independent, among those active in the field, those who have secured fame beyond the district.

Apart from Lennok’s skill, it was proof that his reputation was hitting the upper limit at this point.

As a corporate agent, it must mean that the impact of pushing a gang away was that strong.

“I’ll think about it when we meet in person.”

“…..Please tell me later.”

Turning his back from the man raising his glass, Lennok left the bar.

District 40 is fortunately not too far from here.

Taking out a cigarette, Lennok immediately moved on.

Club Learta

Paba Babang!

Loud music that resounds like your ears will explode. Rough drumming that makes your heart beat.

The colored lights that fall down enough to make you frown.

A street of entertainment optimized to blow people’s minds somewhere.

Where the eyes reach, there is no place without lights, and where the ears reach, there is only cheers.

While frowning at the smell of alcohol stinging his nose, Lennok silently made his way through the streets full of people to find the address Jenny had given him.

It is said that it is a commercial district that has grown mainly with clubs and bars, and the buildings around it also have strange designs and shapes.

A tavern shaped like a giant beer mug, a club built like a broken guitar or with speakers mounted upside down.

Among them, Lennok, who stopped in front of an enormous club shaped like an elongated disk, looked at his phone once more.

Undoubtedly.

Learta, one of the most famous clubs in the 40th district.

It is a very large club that can accommodate more than 6,000 people at a time, and hundreds of people just walk in and out of the entrance right in front of Lennok’s eyes.

“…….”

Just thinking about breaking through those people made me sigh.

Lennok rubbed the cigarette he was burning into the trash can with a complicated look on his face and jumped into the crowd.

Fortunately, I didn’t get hit by people because of the shield, but the inside of the club was even more crowded and it was hard to wake up.

People dancing madly in the light that illuminates the dark space.

Although the main stage and lounge are separated, there is no such distinction, so many people are standing without a gap.

Lennok didn’t hesitate for a long time and immediately spread his mana sensor wide.

Thousands of life reactions are beginning to be detected in the sensory sphere, but the important thing is what kind of magic you have.

First of all, it’s unlikely that Lennok will be able to find the person he wants in the lounge and main stage on the 2nd basement floor, so it’s better to look around the VIP zone on the 1st basement floor.

And Lennok, who extended the range of his magic sense and stretched out towards the VIP zone, stood still at the shock as if his heart was falling.

“Ha…”

It was because he could feel the sharp gaze staring right at Lennok, as if he had been waiting for him to turn this way.

The magic power itself in his gaze was not very strong or huge, but Lennok had never forgotten the sense of that magic power even for a moment.

It was because the owner of that desperate body remained like a stigma in my head more than this strange power source called magical power.

I thought that we would meet again someday, but I never thought that it would be a place like this.

Lennok turned his creaking head away and met eyes with the very slow gaze looking down this way.

Those bright reptile pupils.

shit.

A gigantic crocodile giant with dozens of teeth showing off and a grin.

Croken Asylus.

An old mercenary from the pandemonium and a monster with a body that transcended humans was there.