Magical Genius With Quantum Magic

Encounter

Recently, the most frequently heard story about Leon was the question of whether he was tall.

That’s probably because the people around Leon, including Jessica and Laila, recognized Leon as a sub-race with a long lifespan.

It was not unusual for an 8-year-old boy to achieve remarkable growth in one year, but it was very strange that a long-lived sub-race could grow that much in a time period of at most a year.

However, although the people around them thought it was strange, they did not doubt it.

That said, Leon’s activities as an attacker was only a short period of about a year and a half at most, but it was enough to understand what kind of person Leon was during that time.

From the perspective of those around him, Leon was a skilled wizard, a sincere alchemist who worked nonstop, and possessed a mature personality.

Even if Leon was a human rather than a sub-race, there was no reason to take issue with it, and above all, no one could have imagined that such a Leon was a child who was not yet ten years old.

both skillfully and personally.

However, whenever Leon received such a question from those around him, he felt that his life here was coming to an end.

‘A year and a half. It lasted a long time.’

Still, Leon’s life was never normal.

Looking at the fact that the family hasn’t said anything so far, it seems that Leon’s unauthorized going out hasn’t been caught yet, but there’s no guarantee that he won’t be found out in the future.

However, if he does not cross the wall, the area in which Leon can work is limited and there is nothing he can do, so he cannot be quietly confined.

In the end, there was only one way.

‘You must obtain the right to enter and exit the family proudly by raising the line of succession.’

Leon had an idea about such an opportunity.

A friendly match held at the age of 10 when Leon was the Marquis of Parostel.

All the servants of this family treated Leon as if they were invisible, but of course they were clearly visible to Leon.

Naturally, the rumors they shared with each other had no choice but to be transmitted to Leon through the wind.

Among those rumors, an exceptionally clear memory.

Leon still remembered clearly that the atmosphere of the Marquis Parostel family had deteriorated after a big loss in a friendly match held when Leon was 10 years old.

‘Before the regression, I didn’t even form a circle until I was 10 years old.’

Now it’s different.

I don’t know how many children of the Parostel family will participate in the friendly match, but if they can prove Leon’s skills by winning the big-tipped match, they will be able to establish a firm position within the family.

The problem is that a year and a half was a very short time.

Leon has been working tirelessly to raise the level of his magic, but Leon was still unable to increase his circle.

There was no problem in working as a D-class attacker with a single circle, but it was unclear whether he could win a friendly match with this level of skill.

‘No wonder there is too little information.’

Leon is a returnee.

It is also a returnee who learned modern science and technology on Earth and returned.

The level of knowledge may have already reached the level, but Leon still did not know this world well and the Radiant Continent.

Fortunately, while listening to the stories of the world told by the senior soldiers on the battlefield, he had a certain level of knowledge, but it was literally just common sense, the level of knowledge that everyone knew.

That would be the case, because until the age of 14, he lived in an attic and was taken to a battlefield that was ruined by a monster.

He lived a life that was too trivial to be called a regressor who returned from the future.

In order to utilize the future knowledge that Leon knew, it was necessary to gather detailed information first.

For example, information about who participates as a player in a friendly match.

Leon knew that the Marquis Parostel lost in the friendly match, but he didn’t know who he was defeated by.

So where can a helpless person like Leon get information?

The answer to that was not difficult.

Among the senior soldiers that Leon met on the battlefield, there was a member of the gang who worked for a dark organization in a slum and ran away to the army because the relationship with the organization broke down.

According to what he said, it seemed that there was an information guild running secretly in the slums.

Drinkers, who live in bars, could easily access the information that servants working in noble families carelessly leak while drunk.

No one speaks while looking at the beggars lying on the side of the road begging for pennies.

The men who visit the slums to satisfy their desires are casually talking about these and other things to the prostitutes they hold in their arms to enhance their authority, so a lot of information is inevitably floating around in the slums.

Such stories that are useless in fragments can sometimes become meaningful information when gathered in one place, and the organization that collects and handles such information was the story of the slum information guild.

The problem is that the information guilds that operate like that are usually illegal information guilds, so it is not easy to even meet them without a secret contact method.

Perhaps some of the servants working in the noble family knew how to make contact with the intelligence guild, but it was not a method that Leon, who had a bad relationship with the family servants, could use.

Leon suddenly looked at Laila.

Apparently, she was born and raised in a slum.

“Lyla.”

“what. Why are you calling me?”

“Do you by any chance know anything about the slum information guild?”

Then, while sipping a beer, she looked at Leon with a surprised expression.

“Why all of a sudden?”

“…without asking why, can you make contact with them?”

To Leon’s question, Lila put on a suspicious look, but it wasn’t long before she snorted and replied that it was no big deal.

If someone else had said something like this, I would have been nervous to turn it off right away or would have given me a half harpoon with my own hands, but Leon would have a good reason for doing so.

“If that’s the case, do you know Baba’s pub too? You’d better go there. The information guild over there is expensive, but it is large enough to operate with a branch in another territory, and it is known that the quality of the service is reliable. Are you making good money?”

Leon nodded.

As long as the information is clear, money shouldn’t be a problem.

* * *

Leon received information on how to connect with the information guild from Laila, left the attackers guild, and headed straight to Babane’s pub.

The attackers were looking for alcohol to calm their excitement after the dungeon was over, or whether they wanted to get more excited.

Of course, the raiders’ guild also sold beer and light meals, but the general consensus of the raiders was that they couldn’t drink comfortably, and that they only sold beer like donkey urine.

Leo was also sometimes caught up in the power of the attackers and had a drink together.

Of course, Leon didn’t drink.

Before returning to the battlefield, he was dragged to the battlefield, and shortly thereafter he learned alcohol under the coercion of a senior soldier.

In this world, there is no legal age limit for drinking alcohol, fighting monsters from the demon realm at the risk of their lives, while paying only 50 silver a month, treating them like consumables, drinking while watching their dying colleagues every day It was because it was a battlefield that could not be endured if we did not forget the reality.

Of course, when Leon was also a Lee Won-hyung, whenever he remembered Leon’s life, he would drink alcohol and get depressed, but now he has no intention of doing that.

Even if it’s not, where is the time to get drunk and waste time in the midst of being busy every minute?

While walking in search of the pub, Leon stopped for a moment at an unexpected sight entering a corner of his field of vision.

An aristocratic young-ae, who did not suit him, was walking in the slum where there was always the smell of alcohol and the faint scent of blood.

Looking at it, Leon also smiled inwardly.

‘Is that what it felt like when I first came here?’

It didn’t fit well with the streets of the slums, so she seemed to be floating around, separated from the world.

So much so that I doubt if it’s a fairy.

Perhaps the atmosphere that the girl is wearing also plays a part.

The unrealistic blue hair and blue eyes had a presence as if fresh blue paint had been dripped into a masterpiece called the world God drew.

But her mood was broken in an instant.

Someone else jumped in and interfered with her, who had an isolated presence to the point where the colors of the world faded.

It was none other than a pickpocket.

It’s Leon. After coming to the slum, he became famous and made a name for himself in just a few days, so there was no big pickpocket who went to the point where he wanted Leon’s pocket. just because.

It was suitable as a prey for pickpockets.

But Leon wasn’t worried.

Leon’s senses conveyed that the girl was learning magic.

It was on the same level as Leon, so he thought that he would be able to get his wallet back by suppressing pickpockets at once.

However, the girl did not change her expression even after her wallet was stolen, and just stared at the back of the pickpocket who was running away blankly.

Leon was very familiar with that girl’s expression.

The expression that Leon and Wonhyung Lee made when they looked into the mirror in their previous lives.

Leon lost his mother, abandoned by his family, and died leaving the world behind.

He hoped for a world where there were no more magic, war, or mother, and everything came true as he wished, but there was no meaning in living for Leon, who lost everything.

The girl had the same expression as Lee Won-hyung at that time.

“···shit.”

Leon, who remembered that feeling from the girl’s face after a long time, raised his magic.

The pickpockets were quite agile and seemed to be grasping the alleyways around them, but they could not escape the grasp of Leon, who had strengthened his physical abilities with magic.

Leon quickly subdues the pickpocket, retrieves his wallet, and bends his arm back to subdue it.

“Ugh. Let go of this!”

The pickpocket resisted desperately, but he couldn’t shake off the hand of Leon, who was strengthened with magical power.

I could feel the bare ribs of a pickpocket with the fingertips that were so suppressed.

It must have been that he hadn’t had a proper meal for quite some time.

Originally, this pickpocket should be entrusted to the guards, but it was clear that if he was taken to the detention center as it is, he would not be able to come out alive.

Leon pushed him back after looking through his arms to see if there were any stolen wallets.

“good. I will return this to the owner, so you better leave before the guards come.”

Seeing Leon like that, the pickpocket had a bewildered expression on his face, but he hurriedly ran into the darkness of the alley and hid himself.

And it happened right after that.

The powerful magical reaction felt from behind, kicked off the ground and jumped.

Kwajik!

It was a huge ice spear.

Even if Leon couldn’t avoid it, he wouldn’t be able to pierce the robes processed with hemp tannin, but there was no way his opponent knew about it.

In other words, it was said that this magic was a slaughter spread aimed at Leon’s life.

Leon’s eyes, who did not know that he would be aiming for his life in the middle of the street, were cold.

At Leon’s gaze at the master of magic, the boy opened his mouth as if in surprise.

“what. Did you avoid it?”