Genius Warlock - Episode 22
22. call (1)
The pharmacist left his men on the ground and went down to the basement alone..
Ah, correction... I wasn't alone. Joseph's representative, Oliver, served as guide..
At that moment, I opened the packaged pilgaret box and checked the contents inside..
“Well, it looks like production is going smoothly as you said. I'm managing it better than I thought..”
“It's because other people worked hard..”
“Anyone else? Oh, you mean the other disciples??”
“yes.”
The pharmacist let out a small laugh..
“It's fascinating. Among the warlocks, I've never seen a friend who refers to his subordinates as other people. You are polite..”
Oliver didn't bother to answer. It's more of a habit than a courtesy. And he knew it too.
The pharmacist took out a cigarette pack containing Pilgeret and opened it..
I looked at the Pilgerette, which looked exactly like a regular cigarette sold on the market, and carefully put it to my nose and smelled it..
“Sniff. Sniff.”
The pharmacist's twitching nose and cold shining eyes.
Oliver observed the scene in silence..
You can check the quality of pilgerette by smell rather than by sight. It was a bit interesting.
“Um, um. Again, this is a pretty good item... It will work just fine in Landa too. By any chance, do you know where these cigarettes are sold??”
“····. I heard that they sell it to other pharmacies or hospitals that do business with the pharmacist..”
“You know me well. That's right, it is mixed with other medicines and delivered to large hospitals and pharmacies in Randa. The quality of your products is good enough to work there. It is mainly bought by high-income white-collar workers, capitalists, and artists who suffer from heavy work. Isn't it funny? They see you as a cancer on society, but they love your products more than anyone else..”
“is that so?”
Oliver said as if he wasn't interested. Because he wasn't really interested..
Seeing Oliver's reaction, the pharmacist only smiled bitterly..
“The response is dry. Do you have any questions? How do I distribute this medicine??”
“····. I'd like to ask you something else. Can I ask you a question??”
“Something else? tell me.”
“Can you smell it and check the quality?”
“That's right. I don't have good eyesight like you. However, you can get a rough idea of the quality in other ways. I handle medicine for a living, so I should be able to do that..”
Hoo... Oliver didn't show it, but it was interesting..
The quality of pilgerettes can be distinguished by their smell. It was a skill I wanted to have even if I didn’t need it right away..
Maybe you can smell emotions??
The pharmacist asked if he had noticed such thoughts..
“Are you interested??”
“···. yes.”
“Shall I teach you? Some of our employees know how to do it too..”
‘Then, please teach me.’ The words stopped under my chin..
The desire to learn was certainly genuine, but no matter how much I thought about it, it seemed like the order of things was to ask Joseph for permission first..
The pharmacist smiled and said as if he knew everything..
“If you ask Joseph for permission, I will teach you. really.”
“thank you.”
“Instead, can you answer my question??”
“yes?”
“Wouldn’t it be unfair if only I got the favor? Giving and receiving is the rule of the world..”
“ah····. Then what should I answer??”
The pharmacist held up a bottle of Pilgeret..
“Do you think this product is great? Honestly when you look at it?”
The pharmacist's eyes shone sharply, and his emotions, which had been staggering in confusion, slightly fluctuated..
“····. Yes, because it is the master's work. I think it's great. Didn't the pharmacist say it was a good product??”
“Ah, that's right... However, as a businessman, I also want to handle better products. In particular, competition in this market is becoming fiercer these days..”
“ah····. I will tell Master..”
“No, that doesn't work. I was just asking just in case... Anyway, you think it's a great item.?”
“what···. yes.”
“Okay... Well then, let’s go. We have confirmed the production of the product, so there is no need to stay here any longer. It was nice to meet you.”
The pharmacist held out his hand. This was the first time someone had offered to shake his hand, and Oliver looked at the hand for a moment before joining it..
The pharmacist spoke with a kind smile typical of a middle-aged man..
“It was nice to meet you. See you next time. If there's anything you need help with, let me know. I will help you wherever I can..”
Oliver looked straight at him and answered..
“yes, i will remember.”
***
After the pharmacist left, time passed again as usual..
We woke up early in the morning, ate dinner, and the lower, middle, and upper level disciples worked together to make pilgarettes..
The production of Pilgerette was able to be completed without a hitch as expected, and it was packaged with pre-made vital nutrients and delivered to the pharmacist..
With this, the most important task entrusted to Joseph was successfully completed..
After that, we carried on as usual and waited for Joseph to return..
Temporary disciples ground meat to make sausages, and lower, intermediate, and upper-level disciples studied black magic on their own..
In Oliver's opinion, it was very careless and inefficient, but he didn't really care because he didn't have any authority..
Above all, Oliver also had his own work to do..
“hmm·······!”
Oliver looked through the diary and groaned as if he had discovered something..
Marie, who was watching from the side, asked.
“Why are you saying that? Oliver?”
“I think I finally found it.”
“yes?”
“The difference between us and lightning wizards. It is true that both of them have unfortunate pasts and hope for a better life. The wizard has another goal..”
“what is that?”
“After the wizard was kicked out by his adopted family, he set his sights on success, but the reason was to become successful on his own and prove it to his family. He said he was better. And the name... Rachel? They say it's to confess to a woman named Rachel again..”
Oliver said and pointed to a paragraph in the diary..
There was a story written about a woman named Rachel, and although I tried to hide it, I had a strong affection for her... I could see an obsession that went beyond her affection..
Oliver hypothesized that a special purpose beyond simple success might be the source of the light shown by the Lightning Wizard..
Isn't it because of a spiritual reason, or something more than just material abundance, that gave off such a beautiful light?.
Oliver's mind was spinning rapidly, asking himself many questions. At that time, Marie asked a question.
“fairly····. You must have been impressed.?”
“yes?”
“It's the light shown by the lightning wizard... I see you keep looking.”
Oliver answered without thinking..
“Yes, it was really beautiful..”
Marie's expression twitched slightly..
A hint of jealousy rose up in her emotions, but Oliver couldn't understand why. She honestly didn't care.
she said again.
“····. Still, it's not often that you can relax like this, but sometimes you have to go into the study and study black magic.?”
“Only top disciples can use the study, but I'm not a top disciple, right? Moreover, when I am traveling, even my disciples cannot go in..”
“I know. However, some senior disciples, including Andrew, often sneaked in. It won’t be okay since the owner isn’t here anyway.?”
What Marie said wasn't entirely wrong. Due to the nature of her family not providing proper education in the first place, it was in her interest to somehow accumulate knowledge when the opportunity presented itself..
But Oliver's reaction was not positive..
“hmm····. Not really. Because rules are rules. More than anything, I'm more interested in that light now..”
Firm tone of voice and eyes. Marie lowered her eyes as if she had sinned..
“ah····. Sorry, sorry. I said something meaningless···.”
“no···. what. But can I ask you a question??”
“Ah, yes. anything.”
“It's break time, why are you here??”
Oliver asked. I'm really curious.
During personal improvement time, he usually rests or studies alone, but recently Marie has been sticking to him even outside of practice, and now she is by Oliver's side almost every day..
“Ho, to help you if you need anything... Thanks to Oliver, I became an official disciple, and I wanted to be of some help... Is it disturbing you??”
Marie had a longing expression like a child looking at its mother..
Oliver caught a glimpse of the sorrowful emotion she felt when she looked at him, but unfortunately he couldn't understand why she was doing this..
After a moment of silence, when Marie's mind was shaking with anxiety, Oliver answered:.
“Not really. Stay if you want..”
Then Marie smiled happily. Like a child who was almost abandoned but wasn't abandoned.
Oliver turned his gaze to her, read the diary again, and began to formulate a hypothesis..
To find the source of the beautiful light that the lightning wizard showed when he died..
Oliver's interest and desire to explore reminded me of a moth rushing to a fire..
Marie opened her mouth just in case..
“Hey Oliver.?”
“yes?”
“Maybe my story will be helpful??”
“Marie's story?”
“Yes, my story... I told you a little bit about it last time.···.”
Marie said shyly.
Oliver recalled the memory of that time. He sure was pretty... However, that is also a thing of the past.
Its value was relatively low compared to the light seen from the wizard..
“Wasn’t it something you didn’t want to say??”
“That's right, but... Maybe it will help you···.”
“No, thanks.”
Oliver refused. Because I didn't want to waste time on something I wasn't interested in right now..
Marie looked hurt again, and then she heard a knock on the door..
“Oliver?”
“What is it?”
Oliver, who had been reading the diary and forming a theory, asked:.
“The master sent a letter. To Oliver.”
“·····. yes?”
Oliver stopped what he was doing and asked back. A letter??
***
Oliver took the envelope of the letter that had just arrived and examined it..
The envelope had a blue line around the border and had a stamp with a woman wearing a crown attached to the upper right corner..
There was a logo underneath it that said.
Oliver, who had never received a letter in his life, observed the envelope for a moment, then opened it, took out the contents, and read it..
“·····.”
“····. What's going on over there??”
The senior disciple who brought the letter asked.
“wait a minute.”
Oliver said, rereading the letter from the beginning..
After a long time, Oliver finally opened his mouth..
“I want you to come.?”
“yes?”
“Andrew, you're telling me to take the money and come to Landa because you don't have enough money for treatment? The owner.”
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