Genius Magician Who Eats dicine Episode 607
Suspicious Engineer (5)
ister.
A title that proves that among the artisans active in the machine city of Makina, their skills and status have risen to the highest level.
In so cases, it refers to experts who have achieved unparalleled achievents in production fields such as agriculture and fishing, as well as chanical engineering and sorcery engineering.
In terms of its reputation and rarity, it is said to be more valuable and noble than the machine city’s enforcer.
In particular, it is a na that should not be taken out carelessly in such a workshop district where artisans live together.
“Thank you very much for your words, but… … .”
Perhaps even these words could be Isabella’s words to confirm Lennok’s reaction.
Thinking so, Lennok laughed, wiping the sweat from his forehead.
“I don’t think my skills or my background will et those difficult conditions.”
“Of course, I am not saying that you deserve the na ister right away.”
Isabella said calmly, without blinking, as she held out the business card she had taken out of her arms.
“It is just a verification of the educational process and background skills that must be passed to obtain the na ister… … I just think you have a special talent to skip all those steps and put you on the list.”
“… … .”
“It starts with the selection ceremony. Verified artisans compete as candidates and those who win the competition are awarded the title of ister according to the evaluation of the judges.”
Looking at Lennok who was silent, Isabella lowered her words quietly.
“The position of ister can only be obtained through posthumous succession. After this year’s selection ceremony is over, you don’t know when a vacancy will be available until the previous ister dies.”
Do you want to convince Lennok that opportunities like this don’t co easily?
Watching her slowly reach out and pick up her business card, Isabella nodded.
“There will be a simple test. If you are interested in participating, please call the number on this business card no later than three days later.”
* * *
Machina’s satellite area, which is intricately divided.
Click click!!
A breath-taking sight of all sorts of machinery and iron barriers running nonstop across the ground.
Cuguaguagua… … !!
However, even in the chaos, every ti the two people wearing hoods move, the barrier opens like a wave, the security is released, and the road to the city center opens.
Machine City Executor. mbers of Machina’s most elite unit, the authority granted to them while they are performing their duties is comparable to that of Machine City’s Supre Council, Ex Machina.
Surrounded by all kinds of security and barriers, the executor’s steps do not stop even for a mont between the constantly changing city districts.
“How was it?”
Ujat asked Isabella, who had not said a word since leaving the workshop and was lost in thought.
“An artisan nad Ban. It seems to that you are already qualified to participate in the selection ceremony.”
“It’s a qualification, and the garage is overflowing.”
Isabella replied quietly.
“There are less than 10 artisans in this city skilled enough to modify Clark’s equipnt at will.”
Unbeknownst to Lennok, Clark Lenslett’s na was one of the well-known brands among those who used Machina’s high-end equipnt.
The manufacturing process is very delicate and sophisticated, and it is notorious for frequent breakdowns, but it is often equipped with extraordinary performances or functions.
Among the high-ranking executive officers, including Ex Machina, there are not a few enthusiasts who love the equipnt he made.
If it were known that Lennok could repair Clark’s equipnt, a large number of custors would co looking for him.
“Rather, what stands out more than dexterity or maintenance skills is the idea… … That level of genius and creativity is a skill in a realm that cannot be cultivated with moderate training.”
Isabella said confidently.
“I am a born engineer. Enough to guess why Mouser pretends not to know and protects him.”
“I know Craftsman Mouser hasn’t left Machine City for several years, but I don’t know where he brought such a genius.”
“I didn’t bring it. If Mouser had tampered with any of the recently issued tickets, it would surely have been recorded.”
“Eh what if?”
“That man made his own ticket outside the Machine City and entered the city.”
“… … .”
Her assertion made Ujat speechless for a mont.
“Is that a reasonable thing to do?”
“Isn’t the security barrier in the outskirts relatively slow to update? I think he may have infiltrated the Outskirts with that in mind and asked for help from Mouser.”
Even though Lennok and Saddam hadn’t exchanged a word, Isabella had a fairly accurate analogy of Lennok’s entry into Machine City.
You can’t even guess against an existence without any information, but it’s a different story if you face it and confirm its personality and talent.
“I’m not overly ambitious or emotional. It is highly likely that the reason why he set up an unoccupied workshop and started business was to avoid conspicuousness in the workshop district.”
“Um… … .”
“Looking at his excellent skills as a craftsman, I think he probably ca from doing similar work in another city… … .”
“Ah, co to think of it, isn’t there a wizard with the nickna ‘fastness’ in a galopolis?”
He asked as if he rembered Ujat.
“It just happens that the na Ban is the sa, but I wonder if there is so relationship?”
Ujat did not think at all that the artisan staying in the workshop was the dog.
All of the executive officers are high-ranking superhumans who are confident in their sensitivity and physical skills.
Even more so, as they also serve as investigative agencies, they are like ghosts when it cos to judging and detecting the opponent’s skills.
It would not be an exaggeration to say that there was almost no chance that they would not notice the power of a famous and powerful wizard.
It was only to the extent of doubting the relationship because of the commonality of having the sa na.
But Isabella shook her head at Ujat’s words.
“Gongroe of the gacity has been refraining from outside activities due to a major injury for the past few months.”
“Oh is that so?”
“The only thing I’ve officially started doing recently is the fact that I started an operation related to the city governnt a month ago.”
Isabella said as if affirming.
“There’s no way a big man like that could be busy moving in such a short period of ti. It is highly likely that he is not related to solidity.”
Isabella, who has been in contact with various high-ranking supern, knew that powerful giants never leave their seats easily.
The higher the hierarchy is built up and the greater power is acquired, the more difficult it is to wield it once and conserve it.
The fact that a high-ranking wizard acted directly ant that there was an incident that was accompanied by a risk and seriousness.
“Magicians, in particular, are extrely sensitive to my physical condition. If I had the mind to pay attention to this side even after being injured… … .”
“If there was?”
“At that ti, you must have been looking for a way to challenge the ascension.”
“… … Are you kidding ?”
Ujat smiled and shook his head.
“Well then, it is highly likely that it will not be in the gacities. First of all, isn’t it good that we found another artisan to participate in the selection ceremony?”
“yes. but… … .”
But even knowing that, Isabella’s reaction looked sowhat questionable.
“The man. It wasn’t like he didn’t know anything about Clark.”
“… … .”
The attitude and reaction of the artisans they t at the workshop were flawless even to the two executioners.
It seed that he was unusually quick-witted and had good dexterity, but that was an area that could be overlooked as an individual’s exceptionality.
Rather, it should be said that there is a suspicious corner to doubt the father-in-law’s background or suspiciousness even because of such an aspect.
But even so, Isabella had a certain intuition that there was still a corner left in the father-in-law.
“Perhaps he knew Lenselet more than the na Clark.”
At that mont, Ujat’s face seed to harden slightly.
“… … no way So, does that friend have an acquaintance with Clark’s blood?”
“… … .”
A blood relative of Clark Lenslett. It was inevitable that the executor’s deanor would change slightly just by ntioning that fact.
Because Clark’s blood relative and older sister were once the most respected and great superhumans in this machine city.
Maya Lenslet.
The criminal who was praised as the best and strongest enforcer in the machine city abandoned everything and fled with the failure of the Gate of Ascension.
Now, all that remains are traces of ti stained with sha and countless achievents accumulated by Maya Lenslet as an executor.
Out-of-the-box executors have heard rumors of her entering Pandemonium, but aside from that, few people ntion her na.
However, it has been continuously known that it is a disaster that all executioners are ordered to mobilize at the sa ti as it appears as a special criminal who escaped with the failure of the forgotten Ascension Gate.
“It’s sothing we don’t know yet.”
Saying that, Isabella reached into her arms and quietly fidgeted with the handle of the amplifier.
“But then it also explains why Van was able to repair Clark’s equipnt skillfully.”
“… … .”
“Because Maya Lenslet also couldn’t throw away the equipnt her sister made until the mont she ran away from the city.”
* * *
“A ister selection ceremony?”
“They said that excellent artisans are selected through a specific process.”
Lennok, sitting with his back to the workbench, responded to Mouser, who had been contacted.
“He said he wanted to give a chance.”
“ha… … .”
“Go away!” Mouser muttered, sighing.
“Didn’t I tell you that I would definitely be a craftsman in the workshop?”
“The machine city’s enforcers are more competent than I thought.”
Lennok, who fixed his iron mask, replied with a smile.
“I didn’t expect that in a few days, they would identify this place and disguise themselves as custors.”
“I was completely wrong.”
Mouser replied, rubbing his forehead.
“I should have known that a mage like you could stand out as well as an engineer.”
“… … .”
“So, are you planning to participate in the selection ceremony?”
“I am thinking about it.”
Lennok answered as he deftly cleaned the workbench and furnace.
“They say that if you get the title of ister, you can enter the deep area without having to update your ticket regularly.”
“… … I know that you have business with Makina’s heart. If it’s enough to move directly, it must be a very serious matter.”
said Mouser with a serious expression.
“But being nad ister is a completely different story. From then on, Ex Machina will manage your identity and location directly.”
“… … .”
“Or do you intend to spend the rest of your life in the Machine City?”
I know what Mouser is worried about when he says this.
The chanical city of Makina, called the paradise of chanical engineering and sorcery engineering.
However, the city’s greatest asset is not its large and powerful machinery, but its artisans who can build, repair and maintain it.
One of the most important values of Machina is the existence of artisans who breathe life into chanical engineering, magic engineering, and sotis even bionics.
As such, artisans who are competent and proven enough to receive the title of ister are thoroughly managed as part of their assets at the city level.
If ister disappears without any news or sign, the executioners will imdiately move to recover the missing ‘asset’.
It was possible that not only Mouser’s safety, but Lennok’s safety could be greatly shaken.
But even knowing that, Lennok laughed at Mouser’s words and shook his head.
“You say it as if I got a ister position. We still don’t know what kind of contest we will have at the selection ceremony.”
“Half but… … !”
“Since the bailiffs ca out like that, it would be difficult to refuse to participate in the selection ceremony itself.”
Perhaps Isabella, to so extent, had these results in mind and suggested participating in the selection ceremony.
Even if you can’t trust Lennok right away, it’s safe to make him a ister and make it an asset to the city.
The fact that they rated Lennok’s skills so highly was not bad, but it was also clear that the current situation itself was not what Lennok intended.
“The title of ister is neither coveted nor necessary. Rather, according to the explanations I have heard so far, it seems that there is a higher possibility of getting in the way.”
said Lennok.
“But if I get to know the skilled artisans who participated in the selection ceremony and exchange information, I might be able to access the information and situation I want more quickly… … That worries .”
“Certainly, as artisans from all over Machine City visit, it would be an ideal environnt to expand your network or seek necessary information… … .”
“To stand out in a special way so that you can exchange information with other artisans, but on the other hand, limit your performance to the point where you won’t get stuck by obtaining the title of ister.”
Thoughtful, Lennok nodded.
“Don’t you think we could try it?”
“… … .”
Mouser, who was staring at Lennok with a dumbfounded expression, nodded slowly.
“Your confidence has already surpassed that of ister. That’s for sure.”
“I will participate in the selection ceremony. Let’s contact this business card first.”
said Lennok, holding in his hand the old telephone that was hanging on the wall of the workshop.
“Then I will take care of the situation appropriately for the ti being.”
“… … You talk like a student solving so kind of math problem.”
Mouser muttered, shaking his head.
“This is an extrely important event that can be counted on one hand even in the Machine City.”
Lennok listened to Mouser’s words in one ear and took the phone in his hand.
A contact that connects you to the other party as soon as you press the phone number written on the business card without a call sound.
Mouser tilted his glass beside him and frowned as he watched Lennok’s expression slowly harden.
As if he were chewing up and swallowing alcohol that had been spoiled a while ago, he forced himself to swallow and asked Lennok, who had put the phone down quietly.
“Isn’t it good? After all, even if he is an executor, having an unknown artisan participate in the selection ceremony… … .”
“No, I wasn’t involved in the selection ceremony.”
“what?”
After replying, Lennok rose from his seat and hurriedly picked up his overcoat.
Wearing a thick jumper that would suit a craftsman, Lennok carefully adjusted the iron mask while looking in the mirror.
When Lennok, who confird that his features were so blurred that he couldn’t accurately guess their features even when they were right in front of him, turned around in satisfaction, Mouser asked again.
“I don’t think I called and didn’t say a few words. Did you make an appointnt in the anti?”
“I was a mber of the Ex Machina committee.”
Mouser, who blinked at Lennok’s casually thrown words, asked.
“… … Didn’t I hear sothing wrong?”
Machine City Supre Council Ex Machina.
The key leader in command of the gigantic animated chanical city called Makinara.
A power group that revises the city’s policy in the short term and presents the direction to move forward in the long term.
Far from leaving direct contact information in these workshop districts, even skilled artisans and superintendents are nobles whose faces are not easy to face.
In terms of his status, he is never behind even compared to mbers of the Balkan Central Council.
One of the commissioners with that level of power had been contacted by Lennok.
“I’ve been in touch with the secretary’s office. The Ex Machina commissioner says they’re testing to see if I’m qualified to participate in the selection ceremony.”
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