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Genius Engineer in the Labyrinth - Chapter 363

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Disciple (3)

Liberio is a moose, so his crown height alone is 250cm. He has few animal parts, and except for his horns that resemble palms, he looks exactly like a human.

He greeted guests in the director’s office, which reflected his size. As he stood up from his seat with his back to the sunlight, his shadow reached the door where Alan was standing.

“You are so busy that you skip prayers, Shiva, come quickly. Are you testing my fists to see if Mother is generous?”

“Your Highness, that is···.”

There was a reason why Shiva hesitated when I tried to contact him in advance. Liberio ignored Shiva’s excuse and looked at Alan.

Allen also looked at Liberio. His eyes observed the magical power swirling around the huge body, and he measured the level. Depth 6. A level befitting the title of High Priest.

“It’s been a while, you too. I heard the story.”

“I want to know about the old site of Sarang Hospital.”

“Your hasty personality is still the same. But what the hell?”

“Yes, Your Majesty!”

While everyone else was sitting, Shiva stood up stiffly and shouted loudly. He looked like a new soldier who had just enlisted in the army.

“I must have told you that it was impossible…”

“I relayed the High Priest’s words verbatim.”

If Alan said no, he would have just said, “Yes, I understand,” and backed down. He would somehow find a way out, or if that didn’t work out, he would even resort to shortcuts to achieve what he wanted.

Liberio lowered his head slightly. Dark shadows fell over his sunken, wrinkled eyes.

“You won’t give up. That’s why you came this far.”

“yes.”

“I knew this would happen. You guys are so stubborn.”

Liberio used the plural expression, and Alan pondered why.

‘Do you know anyone similar?’

He had to ask, because he was curious. But before Alan could say anything, someone found Liberio.

[Ti! Your High Priest, Patient Frey has had a seizure.]

“I’ll go right now.”

Liberio bowed his head slightly to Allen and his group and left the director’s office. As a doctor, he put patients before his honored guests.

He easily made his way through the hallways filled with hospital staff and patients, hopping along on his long legs. It was very smooth and natural.

Frey was a five-year-old boy with hyper-magic. Because his parents were wealthy, he was admitted to a private room in the Love Hospital instead of the research center. Alan recalled the memories of meeting him before he went to catch the griffon.

‘Ira was active, but she got tired quickly.’

Alan thought, and the power suit moved. Frey’s moans could be heard from inside the single room where the nurse had blocked the entrance. The more intense the pain contained in the moans, the busier the medical staff became.

Alan’s eyes observed Frey through the walls and people. Liberio was drawing out magical power with his divine power. The skinny child’s moans continued to grow louder.

“I’m still okay. The pain isn’t that bad either.”

Alan knows from experience that when you’re really sick, even your voice is stuck in your lungs. All that comes out of your open mouth is a slight croak.

“What did you say?”

The nurse blocking the entrance’s eyes became sharp. She felt confident despite the aura that Alan naturally exuded.

“Can I come in?”

“Are you kidding me? No, but how did you get through the security?”

“It’s okay, let me in.”

At Liberio’s words, the nurse stepped away from the door, her eyes questioning. Alan walked to the bedside with a suspicious look on his face.

He saw a bed soaked with sweat. Frey closed his eyes tightly and muttered a prayer from the Mother Church.

“Your complexion is fine.”

“···.”

This time, Liberio and the medical staff’s eyebrows twitched. However, as Liberio, who knew that Alan had hypermania, remained silent, the rest of them focused only on the treatment.

Alan was momentarily lost in his homesickness. He covered himself with the blanket, bit the hem of his clothes, and groaned alone. His parents, somehow knowing this, wiped his forehead with a cloth.

The haziness quickly faded due to the surrounding circumstances. Liberio looked at Alan.

“I believe you must have followed the method.”

“Of course.”

Alan took the spot Liberio had left behind. Frey opened his eyes slightly and looked up.

This is normal for magic overload. Since most people have normal magic control, the waves of magic easily break the dam. Alan, who has a suspiciously strong control, was close to a mutant from their perspective.

Alan unleashed a blast of magic. It was so heavy that it made the medical staff flinch. He pressed down on Frey.

“Ugh···, ugh···.”

Thanks to suppressing the magical power raging inside his body, his moans became quieter than before. He observed Frey’s insides and controlled the magical power he could see. The heart of the ancient man, which contained the image of [Control], was raised with one hand.

The evil and stubborn magic that filled Frey’s body like a fishhook was suddenly drawn out. The magic derived from the emotion of pain was crooked.

‘It would be good to use it when torturing someone.’

Alan put his magic power into the magic stone and examined the bed. Frey looked at him blankly.

“Isn’t that the dinosaur robot type? It doesn’t hurt anymore.”

While the medical staff were clearing away the wet bedding and washing Frey, Liberio approached.

“That’s amazing.”

“So this is a child that the director personally looks after.”

“Frey’s parents are devout believers and big benefactors of the hospital. Thanks to them, the treatment costs for other patients have been reduced significantly, so I’m going to step forward and help. Thank you for helping with the treatment today.”

“Treatment?”

There is no concept of a cure for magic overload. It simply allows you to continue living.

Magic dialysis forcibly extracts magic power and makes people very tired. Can a life where you always stay in the hospital and have needles inserted and magic power extracted when the time comes be called life?

“Or is there a better way?”

Liberio stared at Alan intently. He was wearing a power suit, so their eyes were almost at the same level.

You can increase your magical power control to rein in your wild horse, but magical overload is not so easy. Instead, it increases your size, saying, “Can you endure this? How about this?”

Ultimately, there were two choices: lay in bed and wait for death, or fight back somehow.

‘If you learn the training method, Manaheart will appear someday. Maybe you can stop it?’

While Alan took out his rune pen and drew runes on the walls and ceiling of the single room, Frey returned. Now, only Frey, Alan, and High Priest Liberio remained in the room.

After finishing the task and giving the small dinosaur automaton to Frey, Zion, who had his eyes closed, left the sickroom.

I could tell what she was thinking by the way she fiddled with the handle of her sword. She is particularly sensitive to patients with hyper-magic, and the emotion she feels at that time is hostility.

‘Innate, learned, instilled.’

In Alan’s opinion, the last one was the correct answer. There must be a reason why, to Zion, who sees the whole world as gray, only the excessive magic power appears as its original color.

If the magical training method that Zion learned has the ability to find a specific person, then it must have originated from a group that controls knowledge.

‘You’re a hunting dog. Was your role to find and kill or recover excessive magical powers?’

Then the conflicting actions of Chairman Jake and Inquisitor Jacob were understandable. The Marshall family had broken with the group.

‘Either there was internal strife or it became ineffective over time.’

Alan stopped his speculation and looked at Frey. Various thoughts came to his mind as he saw a child in the same situation as himself. Then his eyes met with Taylor’s, and he smiled slightly and pointed at Frey with his chin.

Alan asked Frey.

“What do you want to do?”

“Wizard… Ah, I want to go play with Mom and Dad.”

As expected from a person with excessive magical powers, he quickly understood the meaning. Perhaps because his lifespan was short, most people were smart.

Alan placed his hand on Frey’s crown and began to directly control the magical power within his body.

“Uh, uh? It hurts a little···.”

“Remember.”

“yes?”

“Since it’s an overactive magic power, one time will do.”

One time was a lot. Alan showed me how to calm my magic a total of three times.

On the way back to the director’s office, Taylor asked quietly.

“Now I have a disciple.”

“Are you my disciple?”

“I taught you a modified version of the Taylor method.”

“Please call it a meditation method, not a training method.”

It is not a perfect transfer. The training method Frey learned only contained the ability to calm boiling magic through meditation.

I wasn’t going to become a labyrinth explorer later on, so that was enough. In the first place, it was impossible for someone with excessive magical powers to choose such a difficult profession.

If Frey meditates hard and the automaton Alan left behind assists, he will be healthy enough to go out and play once or twice a month.

“If Frey had talent, predictions would be shattered. That would be fun.”

“But there’s no news about him.”

“Senior, you are fine.”

Zion, who had left in the middle of the process, had completely left the hospital. His vital signs were fine, so it was too early to worry.

I sat down on the sofa in the director’s office for the first time. Liberio’s eyes somehow seemed much softer than before.

“It’s the old site of Sarang Hospital… It’s earlier than usual, but I guess I can go soon. Of course you’ll want to follow me. So go ahead.”

“thank you.”

“Damn, you too.”

Nicola, who had been waiting for an opportunity, intervened.

“Dear Archpriest Liberius, my name is Nicola of the Tower of Eselma. I am concerned that my friend Shiva is entering the Forbidden Zone. May I come with you?”

“Aren’t you worried, Brother Allen?”

“He’ll figure it out.”

Liberio nodded slightly. Thinking it was acceptance, Nicola’s expression brightened···.

“You can’t do it.”

··· was thrown into the gutter.

*

Kain Nicola hung symbols of the Kemet Sun Church all over the warehouse and harassed Shiva.

“You’re my friend, so why are you doing this to me?”

“This is freedom of religion.”

Nicola took his anger out on Amen Shiva. But Shiva would not go against Liberio’s wishes.

Alan waited for Liberio in front of the restricted area. A tall and sturdy barrier wall, as tall as a high-rise building, surrounded the entire land. Naturally, the ceiling was also blocked.

Automatic turrets were standard, while surveillance automatons and golems were common. Titans also patrolled along the barrier walls.

Alan tried to send the automaton, but then retrieved it. There was no need to waste effort trying to break through the difficult-to-understand mass of security magic when he could just follow Liberio.

“Shiba···.”

“The High Priest said he would be here soon. This is the tenth question. Here he is.”

Liberio appeared in an open car, a car that had been purposely modified to have horns. He greeted them and approached the Lizardman officer guarding the entrance.

“You’ve arrived a month earlier than scheduled. Do you sense any signs of serious trouble?”

“That’s not it.”

“That’s fortunate.”

“I will be going in with two attendants today.”

“One dwarf monk and one···.”

The officer vaguely guessed what kind of state Alan was in through the magical power he was emitting, and his words trailed off.

“You’re quite an open-minded performer.”

He understood it easily. Each person has a different personality, so while there are those who hide their true nature, there are those who reveal their destination to the world.

The officer who had completed the identification placed his palm on the door. The orc officer and human soldier who had been watching quietly each took out a necklace from their pockets and put it on.

The sturdy metal door swung open, revealing a pitch-black hole. The soldiers tried their best not to look inside.

Before entering, the officer spoke to me.

“We will open at noon only for seven days, just like before.”

As he entered, Alan realized why the officers had avoided his gaze. The area, which had no color and only light and dark, had a strange power that shook the mind.

A ruined scene unfolded before my eyes, as if a bomb had been dropped. The building had collapsed and the steel bars were sticking out like tombstones.

“It’s the aftermath of the Battle of Catan.”

“The choice of words is a bit…, but anyway, you’re right. I originally had no intention of bringing you here.”

“Why did you change?”

“Good children get gifts.”

Alan stared at Liberio’s back. Then Shiva whispered softly.

“I’m talking about my little brother.”

“I know, too.”

But is that enough to move your heart? Liberio once said that it wasn’t impossible for someone to have excessive magical powers to walk around normally, but then trailed off.

‘There must be some connection.’

At that moment, Allen saw darkness gathering in his eyes. He crawled and slowly approached, but when Liberio emitted divine power, he was startled and ran away.

“You won’t be bored.”

“It’s only you, brother.”

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