Chapter 43

Now, the smell of the studio apartment was familiar.

After a quick wash, Renok approached the kitchen and began to take out the supplements he had neatly arranged in the cupboard.

His obsession with health remained as strong as ever.

No, it had become even more intense as his wealth grew.

The enormous amount of money he had earned through consecutive operations with Dyke had at least made him hesitate less when shopping online.

The number of supplements he had been collecting one by one whenever he had time had now surpassed ten.

With practiced movements, Renok placed a handful of pills on his palm and swallowed them all at once with water.

“Phew......”

He didn’t believe that just this could improve his frail body, which had been weak from birth.

It wasn’t because of a lack of nutrients that he usually felt short of breath and found it difficult to run.

The medicinal herb Stemonia, which he had invested 100 million cells to consume, had only temporarily alleviated a few penalties and removed the toxins from the early stages of his life.

He knew better than anyone that what was needed to throw off the shackles that matched his absurd talent for defying fate was not just these supplements.

“..........”

But doing something was better than doing nothing, and he believed that such an attitude could steadily improve the quality of his life.

If he didn’t make delicate efforts at every moment, he could fall off this precarious tightrope at any time.

He mustn’t forget.

The balance between risk and return, and the ability to continue taking precarious steps, was due to nothing more than a strong will to live.

And Renok couldn’t afford to indulge in any laziness or annoyance that might dilute his passion.

‘Ironical, isn’t it?’

Could it be mere coincidence that the more rational he became as a wizard, the more his thirst for life intensified each time he realized his innate talent?

Because he was more rational than anyone else, he could also desire life more desperately than anyone else.

Shaking off the intrusive thoughts, Renok took a celery stick from the refrigerator and chewed it slowly.

While it was more famous as a diet food, it contained fiber that helped with calorie burning and improved digestive function, so he kept it in the fridge and ate it whenever he was bored.

Sitting down next to the refrigerator, Renok slowly drew up his mana.

With the familiar warm heat, the mana began to rotate in his hand and started to seep into the bullet he was holding.

Squeak, squeak.

Characters and shapes that Renok himself didn’t fully understand were engraved in a spiral on the surface of the bullet.

The moment the head and tail of the characters, which started on one side, met after a full circle:

Whoosh!

A bright light blossomed from the bullet he was holding and was quickly sucked back inside.

“...........”

Renok looked down at the bullet in silence, but he couldn’t hide the smile that crept onto his lips.

The magic he had just imbued into the bullet was the common spell [Ignite], which produces a flame the size of a bonfire.

The fact that nothing happened despite using magic on the bullet meant only one thing.

After finding a clue from the Amnac Pharmaceutical Company’s request, Renok had finally managed to cast proper imbued magic on moving objects.

‘I should thank Aris.’

The foundational knowledge he had accumulated from studying the imbued magic on Enak’s five fingers.

By integrating the principles of innate magic he had realized through sparring with Aris, he was finally able to obtain proper imbued magic.

The key was not to draw a complete magic circle but to ensure that the structure of the object itself became part of the magic circle.

It was important to carefully split the structure of the mana to create an incomplete magic circle.

After realizing that there was no need to be constrained by the circular shape and no reason to worry about coordinate changes, he made rapid progress.

Of course, the duration of the imbued magic he had infused was very short, but the fact that he had finally grasped the concept was significant.

Once he had the right direction, the rest was just a matter of improving his skills.

‘If I can properly apply this to weapons like guns....’

He could minimize the burden of using magic consecutively while still gaining the ability to handle various situations.

Gripping the bullet tightly with his fingers, he leaned his head against the wall.

‘There’s a lot to do after this job is over.’

Practicing imbued magic, training in movement magic using Enak’s five fingers, and finding clues about the Thorben school’s innate lightning magic.

This was an opportunity to significantly enhance his combat abilities, which had been sidestepped for so long.

His body was tired, but his mind was sharp with the anticipation of the abilities he needed to gain.

Feeling around next to the refrigerator, Renok picked up the bottle of sleeping pills and smiled faintly.

He felt that he would sleep more comfortably tonight than on other nights.