Genius Warlock chapter 39

Genius Warlock 39

39. Theorem (1)

After negotiating with the Seland branch of the Parter religion, the Paladins were released.

Contrary to their concerns, they left Weinham at the command of the branch, and several days passed.

The city went quiet again, as if the uproar had been a lie, but it was not without its aftermath.

Two of Weinham’s three giant warlock families are gone.

Of course, this in itself wasn’t much of a problem.

The real problem was a small family of warlocks and their remnants who went wild, thinking it was an opportunity.

I didn’t know if they would be able to draw attention again if their competition became fierce.

The cautious pharmacist didn’t want such a situation, so he decided to hit the player first.

“How many people are in there?”

A slum in Weinham.

James lowered his voice and asked.

Oliver glanced through the old building and answered.

“Eight. It seems they don’t know we’re here yet.”

“I’m glad.”

James beckoned and ordered his men to block their way out.

Like the pharmacists’ subordinates, they moved quickly and blocked all escape routes,

Oliver, who saw it, extracted a small amount of emotion and made two minions.

“number of animals.”

“Yes, Master.”

At Oliver’s call, Marie immediately extracted her emotions and created Lars Booms, one for each hand.

I was holding it in my hand without throwing it or popping it, but Oliver’s minion approached him and pouted his lips and began to suck the grass boom.

“It’s better than before.”

“Thanks to the master.”

Oliver’s calm compliments and Marie blushing.

Oliver ordered the minion that had swallowed Marie’s Lars Boom to enter the building carefully.

“please.”

A minion who flew low and entered the building without being noticed.

After a while, bang inside the building! bang-! An explosion was heard.

Whether the warlocks inside were damaged, some of them lost their emotions, and others fell into confusion and fear.

Taken from n̲o̲b̲l̲e̲m̲t̲l̲.̲c̲o̲m̲

Nodding his head to signify a successful surprise, James gave the signal to enter.

In line with this, staff armed with firearms and baseball bats entered simultaneously.

A loud noise was heard outside the building, and then one of the employees who had entered rushed out and shouted.

“Fuck! There is one doping man.”

With those words, other staff members poured out, followed by a remnant of the Dominic family, who had strengthened their bodies with drugs and black magic, breaking through the walls.

“Hey, you bastards…! Don’t squeeze them all to death!”

From anger or too much reinforcement, his skin turned dangerously red, and he actually picked up a gangster who was shooting from the side and threw it at the side of the wall.

“Wow! Fuck you assholes! Kill me before I drink!”

James shouted and shot with his men.

Bullets pouring from all directions.

However, ordinary firepower could not pierce the strengthened muscles and inflict fatal wounds.

At the very least, tying your feet up for a while? Well, that was enough.

“number of animals.”

“Yes, Master!”

At Oliver’s call, Marie came forward with the test tube.

Then, as he practiced tens of hundreds of times, he cast targeting magic towards the besieged remnants of Dominic.

Then he fired three bullets of hate at the same time.

[Hat Bullet]×3

Bullets of hate that flew all at once towards the targeted dartboard.

However, he noticed that the enemy was not an idiot, and crossed his arms to defend.

As the bullets of hatred collided with his steel forearms, there was the sound of something wet breaking.

“Hey haircut…! Are you really sick?”

Surprisingly, the enemy warlock only flew off one arm.

He said his specialties were disease magic and drugs, and it seemed to be true.

Perhaps because of pain or anger, the muscles of the enemy warlock swelled even more red, and with that power, he kicked and threw the shattered building shards to contain the pharmacist’s staff, and then immediately ran towards Marie.

“Don’t kill me! Bitch…!!”

Confused Marie.

Perhaps a bad memory came to mind, Marie flinched in fear, but Oliver, who was behind her, put her hand on Marie’s shoulder and stretched out her hand.

[Hat Bullet]

The bullets of hate, shot calmly, flew quickly and flew towards the head of the advancing enemy.

The stronger enemy warlock smiled confidently and raised one arm to block it, but surprisingly, a single bullet smashed that arm and pierced his head.

“·····!!!”

An enemy warlock with a broken head like a watermelon and crouched forward.

It’s a shocking enough sight considering it’s troubled everyone.

However, Oliver, who was the real party, looked at Marie’s condition as if nothing was wrong and gave advice.

“Targeting speed has improved, and Hat Bullet has improved . . . it’s okay?”

Marie came to her senses and nodded her head.

“Yes····. it’s okay.”

“like. Well, I’ll say it again. It was good before. Casting skill and speed have improved. However, it is a bad habit to lower the density by making multiple hat bullets. If it had been done properly, it would have pierced the arms as well as the body… It’s meaningless if you don’t do it right. Do you understand?”

Like a teacher teaching a student, Oliver slowly explained, and Marie listened intently.

It would have been a pretty good sight if it hadn’t been like that in front of the corpse.

After James had cleaned up his men, he approached Oliver and talked to him.

“·······. It feels good to see them getting along well.”

“is that so?”

“No, it’s ironic. Don’t do that in front of a corpse. It’s creepy.”

With that said, James cut off the dead warlock’s head with a machete wrapped around his waist and put it in his bag.

Fortunately, it was a specially treated bag, so there was no blood leakage, Oliver asked as he saw it.

“Why are you wearing your hair?”

“Dominique, you can’t just kill Anthony’s remnant and all the other warlocks, right? Big bastards need to show them something else to know… Well, it was smashed. anyway.”

“Five····. Is that so?”

“You have the same reaction. Have you ever been surprised in your life?”

“A few times.”

James shook his head in disbelief. It was a normal reaction.

“Mr. James. All rearrangements have been completed. The drug production equipment was also removed, and stolen property and money were found.”

“Okay, don’t touch a penny, put it in the car. I have to share it with the Warlock… If it’s okay, why don’t we send a lady to check with us? Is that neat?”

Oliver saw Marie, and Marie went straight to the cleanup area.

James said to his subordinate again.

“After everything is sorted out, you can call the police and finish it properly, can you do it?”

“Yes.”

“great.”

A conversation that ended like flowing water. Oliver looked at James and asked.

“then···. Is this the end of today?”

“right. Would you like to smoke one?”

James advised not to smoke. Oliver shook his head.

“No, thanks. I don’t have a lot of work today.”

“Well, of course not. I’ve been fighting for the past few days… Thank you personally.”

“Are you talking to me?”

“yes. I’m talking to you. Thanks to you, the work was much easier, and there were far fewer dead. Thanks for your help. Others say that this is the time and make a lot of fuss, but it’s nice that you’re quiet.”

“Well, I have something to help.”

That was true.

Although he helped with the current pharmacist’s job, it was never free.

A pharmacist was helping Oliver with many tasks, including the reorganization and stability of the organization, a new hideout and safe house, and expansion of the pilgaret production facility.

Taken from n̲o̲b̲l̲e̲m̲t̲l̲.̲c̲o̲m̲

Not only that, he also received books from the Dominic and Anthony families that were stolen during negotiations with the Parterians.

Of course, many of these are beneficial to the pharmacist, but there is no denying that they are also beneficial to Oliver.

After a while, Marie returned.

“I checked everything. We have written down all of the captured production equipment, stolen goods, and cash, so it is likely that we will receive our share later.”

Said Marie, showing meticulously written notes in her notebook like an accountant.

“Well····. I see. I have nothing more to do today, so can I just go back and take a look?”

“Oh, wait. Still, we fought together, so you just want to go?”

“Yes.”

“Damn, you’re answering too fast, aren’t you? do you hate me I’m sorry, but after listening to our side for a moment. Does your boss want to see you too?”

Marie was about to say something, but Oliver stopped her first.

“Are you a pharmacist?”

“Oh, yes, I think you have something to say. Are you fine?”

“uh···. Yes, it doesn’t matter.”

***

Oliver, along with Marie and James, rode a truck to visit a warehouse built in the suburbs of Wineham.

It is said that all drugs supplied to Landa go through this place, including legal drugs, as well as pilgarets and suspicious stimulants.

Perhaps because of that, it looked lax on the outside, but in fact, quite a few security personnel were deployed.

“Why did you call me here?”

Marie asked James.

“I don’t know either. miss. I’m just an employee who gets paid and does what I’m told, so don’t be too harsh. Because it hurts.”

When Oliver calmed Marie that she was fine, she quickly calmed down.

She seemed dissatisfied with the situation in which the pharmacist had summoned Oliver at will.

After a while, the car stopped.

James, Oliver, and Marie got off in that order, and those who were carrying luggage or guarding around the warehouse came and said hello to James and Oliver.

“Where is the boss?”

“He is waiting for you in the warehouse office over there.”

“okay····. Come along and I will guide you.”

James at the forefront. He followed James without saying a word, but on the way, Marie lightly grabbed Oliver’s collar.

“master?”

“Yes, Marie?”

“Look over there.”

As Marie turned his head, Oliver could see the remnants of the Dominic and Anthony families gathered to one side.

Although he looked dead, he didn’t look like a prisoner.

“What the hell is that?”

Marie asked nervously. Oliver, on the other hand, was quiet.

“You can go and ask.”

I went into the warehouse where the boxes were stacked and arrived at the office built on the second floor.

In front of the warehouse were guarded by two fierce-looking men, who only allowed Oliver to enter.

Marie tried to rage again, but Oliver calmed her down.

“Well, it doesn’t matter.”

“Thank you for your cooperation. Come on in. Black Mage.”

The size of a fist-sized man politely opened the door.

As I entered through the open door, I could see the pharmacist sitting at the desk.

Closing the papers he was reading, he got up and greeted Oliver politely.

“Thank you for coming. I was waiting. First of all, let’s shake hands.”

A middle-aged man and a mid-teenage boy hold hands.

“First, would you like to sit down? Do you need anything to drink?”

“Yeah, that’s fine.”

“Well, then, wasn’t the job difficult?”

“Not much. It was appropriate.”

“moderation?”

“Yes, let’s train Marie.”

The pharmacist looked through the door.

“I also brought that girl. That’s why I let you in alone. Every time I say something, I get angry and it scares me.”

“ah···. sorry?”

“No, not that much. Anyway, I often take it with me.”

“Well, it’s just….”

“hahaha, really, it’s not that important. Anyway, I called to say thank you. Thanks to you, things are easier than I thought.”

The doctor’s words were sincere.

Dominique, the remnant of the Anthony family, and other minor warlocks were troublesome, but when Oliver joined, it wasn’t a problem at all.

At present, it is at the level of self-reliance. Thanks to this, the pharmacist was able to save countless resources such as time, manpower, and money.

“I’m glad it was helpful.”

“Yes. So I prepared a present for you.”

“Are there any new books?”

“No, that’s not it. All the books I gave you last time.”

“ah···. then?”

“Did you not see anyone when you came out?”

“·····. Dominique, the Anthony family?”

“Exactly, that’s the remnant. The chief is both dead… By the way, we didn’t catch it, we came by ourselves. Please protect me.”

“is that so?”

“Yeah, these days we are subjugating Wineham on a large scale… To live, you have to fight and win, or you have to leave, or you have to get down on your knees.”

“ah···. Yes.”

“I will give them all to you.”

“Yes?”

“They all said they would give it to you.”

Oliver didn’t respond to that. After all, Oliver wasn’t particularly interested in them.

The pharmacist who noticed this explained how big of a decision this was.

“It may not be a big deal to you, but for me it was a pretty big deal. If I accept them, I can produce my own pilgarets.”

“·················ogue.”

“Nevertheless, giving them to you means that you want to protect your relationship with your family.”

At first glance, it seemed like a great generosity, but in reality it wasn’t.

At best, what warlocks who surrendered can create are the widespread and common pilgarets.

Oliver, on the other hand, was able to create an incomparable pilgaret. That’s to the point where there’s an argument.

In other words, the pharmacist’s favor was of little value in the first place, but Oliver was aware of this fact to some extent, even though he didn’t say anything.

Just looking at the feelings of a pharmacist full of intentions.

Silent Oliver and the pharmacist looking at him.

After a while, the pharmacist sighed and said.

“What····. The pilgarets they made in the first place aren’t worth much, but anyway, it’s my belief in you guys.”

“What····. Even if you don’t have to do this, I thank my pharmacist.”

“is it?”

“Yes, I know you help a lot.”

The pharmacist felt relieved.

“I’m glad you know… In that sense, I am asking, when will you be able to start producing pilgarets in earnest?”

“Well, if you want to make it, you can make it right away, but I think it will take a little longer because other people have to practice.”

Practicing is nothing other than synthesizing emotions, and Oliver is currently practicing this with Peter and some of his senior students.

“Is there any reason to do that? It would be much better if only you could make it.”

“I have a lot of work… For stable production, this would be better.”

“Well, yes, but…”

“Don’t worry. We will start production and deliver on time by the set period.”

Upon hearing the answer, the pharmacist walked over to Oliver and held out his hand.

“I am getting more worried as I get older, can you confirm your appointment again?”

“·······. The pharmacist will look after the family, protect them, and provide necessary support for production, so do you only deal with the pharmacist?”

“Yeah, I’m shy to say this, but I want to keep a good relationship with you as long as possible. For a lifetime, if possible.”

Oliver looked at the pharmacist’s hand without a word.

As the silence grew longer and tension grew, they held hands.

“Yes, I hope.”

‘As long as I’m here.’

Oliver answered by deliberately omitting the last words.

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