196. Bright and clear
“In other words, it accelerated.”
At the same time as Zeppetti’s voice was heard, the sound of metal clanking echoed throughout the room.
“Acceleration?”
“There must be a cause for a change in emotion, but in just one week, such a change is beyond my calculations. I’m not sure what the cause is. But it seems like someone deliberately sped it up… I can’t get rid of that ominous feeling.”
“Isn’t that a bad thing?”
“…Even though it was a process that I will go through someday, I can’t describe the current situation as good.”
My Petty raises her head, glances at my face, and then goes back to what she was doing.
“It’s going to hurt a little now.”
I came out of the academy for a while with Zeppetti to get a prosthetic arm, and I was performing surgery inside a shabby lung nearby.
She didn’t bring a ‘Sierra’ because she had something to share with Petty. She readily agreed to the Jira Sierra, which hadn’t gone too far.
ㅡ Clap!
She feels a tingling pain along with a grinding sound, and her eyebrows are naturally furrowed.
“…”
It was an unfamiliar pain that I was experiencing for the first time.
Her left arm, which should have been empty, now had a lump of metal.
I heard that it was designed based on prosthetic arms belonging to the normal axis in this world, but it looked pretty good. At least it doesn’t feel like a mechanical bone.
‘Hands look like hands…’
The problem is that even the skin is made of metal.
“I’m almost done. Would you like to move your finger?”
At Zeppetti’s question, I tried to move my fingers that had become scrap metal.
Soon, the tips of her fingers tremble slightly.
“I’ll have to look into it some more.”
Zepetti confirmed this and nodded, then opened the cover of the prosthetic arm again and looked inside.
“I put the functions on my prosthetic arm as a trial test. You could say it’s a prototype.”
“When you say children… Do you mean those robots?”
“Because I’m claiming to be their ‘mother goddess’. If I had to argue, I could say that Jeto’s prosthetic hand is my child.”
Zepetti chuckled and laughed.
I wonder if she feels like the mother of machines.
She has her child on her arm. Although it sounds quite strange to her, she doesn’t seem to be particularly wrong, so she doesn’t dispute it.
“So what kind of function is it?”
“It can be seen as the result of researching demons while traveling with Zeto. Although there is still insufficient data, there is no problem with performance according to the calculations.”
Ze Petty, who was looking at the wires inside her prosthetic arm, continued her words.
“Anyway, as we are preparing for the war against the demons, we have considered what strengths they will have in war. In the end, the problem is their characteristics.”
“You mean horns.”
“Yes, they store human life force in their horns and generate energy called ‘magi’ from it to become stronger. This is a formidable advantage as long as the war continues. In war…”
“…Because allies and enemies are dying regardless.”
“That’s right. I’m just wondering how humans have been able to withstand the demons so far.”
“Many heroes must have sacrificed.”
“I thought about how to neutralize the strength of the demons. The mysterious energy of ‘magic’ has a great antithesis called ‘divine power’, but unfortunately, it seems that my children will have difficulty dealing with it.”
I nodded in agreement with Zepetty’s words.
In the first place, divine power means borrowing the power of Heneris, and possessing it is impossible.
It had to be seen as a difficult power for machines from another world that Heneris’ power did not reach.
“That’s why I focused on the demons’ ‘predation of their own kind.’
“No way…”
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As I listened to Zeppetti’s explanation, I vaguely read her thoughts, so I spat that out.
“Yes, in the future, when we enter the development stage, demon weapons plan to deal with demons. Of course, the demon weapons will be supplemented with demon horns, not humans. Then, the human side’s weaknesses will disappear to some extent.”
If you do, the battlefield will change.
I know that in previous wars, the demons, who became stronger the longer the war lasted, were very picky, so they engaged in short-term warfare and guerrilla warfare.
But now, it means that the demons may come to a situation where they have to fear an all-out war.
Because as the demons die, Zepetty’s machines will become stronger.
“However, it is impossible to implement complicated things like magic that demons deal with with demons… If a demon with the same amount of demons and a machine fight, the demons will win. Using demonia as a power source to move and simple release or enhancement is possible. But.”
Well, is there a penalty?
“Wait… So, are you saying that my prosthetic arm is the same as the horn of a demon?”
As I listened to Zeppetti’s explanation, I stopped nodding at her and asked her a sudden question.
“Yes. It can absorb human vitality or the devil’s energy, just like the demon’s horn.”
“Doesn’t it mean that you feel demonic energy and are misunderstood as demons, or that you feel ominous energy from your prosthetic arm?”
Because there was a record of making Eisel or Bernice misunderstand with the tears of the dead before.
“You can think of it as similar to the principle in which demons hide demonic energy. A special coating is applied to the storage space containing demonic energy… Even if the prosthetic arm is cracked, it is unlikely that demonic energy will leak out of the storage space unless it is completely broken. There is no gap at all. So, to others, it will look and feel like an ‘ordinary prosthetic arm’. Of course, if you release demonic energy, you will have no choice but to notice.”
After those words, the low clanking sound in her ears stopped.
After looking inside the prosthetic hand to make sure everything was checked, Petty closed her cover and tightened the screws.
“Now…You should be able to move your arms freely.”
I followed Petty’s words and moved her fingers and tried to wriggle her arms.
“Oh…”
The prosthetic arm moved freely as if a new arm had grown.
However, she understood that she was touching something with her head, but the tactile sensation was not so great that I felt a sense of separation.
Aside from that, even if I wasn’t used to the creaking sound or weight when I moved my left arm, it seemed to be a problem that would get better soon once I got used to it.
“By the way, if it’s an emission…”
“Anyway, Zeto-sama wanted a weapon, right? I haven’t researched enough yet, so it’s just about shooting accumulated demonic energy.”
“…How are you doing?”
Listening to the explanation, my ears were captivated.
“Can you put your arm out in front of me?”
“Like this?”
I put my prosthetic hand forward.
“If the connection is successful, you can feel the demonic energy. Gather it into your palm, compress it, and send it out…”
It was similar to the sense of handling mana.
ㅡ A clap.
Soon, the prosthetic arm reacted with the sound of metal clashing.
ㅡKeying…
Soon, along with the sound of engines and the like, Magi were gathering in the palms of their hands.
“Ji, you can’t shoot now…! It’s not enough magic yet…”
Soon, Jeppetti urgently stops me.
“Uh, uh… How do you stop…?”
“That, that’s…”
Before Zeppetti could explain what to do, I immediately raised my prosthetic arm, feeling as if something was going to explode.
ㅡPain!
At the same time as the roar, a black beam of light shoots up through the hole in the roof.
The light shot up with momentum to pierce the sky soon faded away.
ㅡ Pushik…
Unknown smoke is leaking from the prosthetic arm.
“……”
Is it a single-shot laser?
No, I want to call this ‘beam’.
‘The power is fine…’
In the middle of admiring the technology of the future, I turned my head to Zeppetti to ask how I could stop it in the middle.
“…”
My Petty was looking at me, his eyes twinkling.
“Did my child feel so good…?!”
“Uh…”
For some reason, her strange-sounding words were embarrassing, so her bewildered shriek came out of her mouth.
“No, that’s… I think you were feeling the joy. I’m satisfied that I made you happy.”
“Oh.”
My Petty could read her emotions.
“Hmm… Well, isn’t that bad…?”
Because I definitely felt a sense of pleasure, I answered like that.
Soon, Zepetty smiled.
“I’m glad my child likes Jeto. Do you mean to say that you’re proud of this?”
“Maybe…”
I was just curious.
Is Zeppetti utterly oblivious to the fact that that expression sounds strange?
“Puffy…”
Seeing as I couldn’t hold back my laughter at my shy reaction, it seemed like it was the latter.
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Fortunately, I was able to move my prosthetic arm normally, probably because I didn’t gather all the remaining demonic energy and shoot a beam.
If you run out of magic, you can move with mana like other prosthetic arms in this world in a hurry, but Zeppetti told me that it wouldn’t be as efficient as magic.
Now I was on my way back to the academy with a prosthetic arm.
I came out around noon, but judging from the moon rising in the sky, it seemed like it was already late at night.
It was when I was walking through the remote forest and even talking to Zeppetti.
“Anyway, since the timing has sped up, Zeto-sama will have to pay attention to his actions from now on.”
“Hmm…”
What on earth was the condition of the girls observed by Zeppetti that caused such an uproar?
Even though they came back today, it was unknown because I hadn’t met them yet.
‘Was going to the Holy Land such a bad thing?’
I was just away for about a week.
No matter how unstable it may be, it was a short time that would have been too much for a drastic change to occur.
The moment I walked down the street with that thought in mind.
As usual, the feeling of being scattered around is touched by the unknown person.
‘Who are you?’
What is the identity of the person who wanders alone in this remote forest at this late hour?
It wasn’t a demon.
Thinking that I might have lost my way, I approached the place where I felt a presence with Zeppetti.
“Hmm?”
At the sound of rustling in the bush, he turns his head and finds me and Zeppetti.
Standing on the side of the road was a strange man with a rather vicious face.
Looking at the outfit or the great sword behind his back, he didn’t feel like a resident of the academy.
They weren’t even cadets.
It wasn’t like I was lost, so it was time to turn around again.
“Whoa… Blind…?”
He pointed at me with his finger.
Then he put his hand into his chest and unfolded a crumpled piece of paper.
“Black hair… White bandages around your eyes… That’s right! You’re a ‘returner from paradise’!”
He shouted as he alternately examined the paper and me.
I didn’t know who it was, but he seemed to know about me.
Does that paper have information or pictures about me written on it?
“Who is the kid next to you? There is no information…”
The guy stops scratching his head and then throws away the paper he was holding.
“Well, that’s all right. Kill them both.”
Immediately, he grabbed the greatsword from his back and raised it towards me.
‘Will this develop?’
In the process of reviving, I had a lot of aggro in various ways.
Until now, my name was only known within the boundaries of the academy, but now my existence is known throughout the continent as the ‘one who returned from paradise’, so it was natural.
There is no need to talk about demons, and from what Bernice said, it seemed that the ‘Dark Church’ was also targeting me.
My existence must have been known to other major villains as well.
There is a mysterious guy who died and was brought back to life by Heneris’ miracle.
Even so, I would never have thought that a guy who would aim for my neck would appear.
‘I don’t think there’s any resentment against me in the yard without a one-on-one meeting… Did you get a contract from the Dark Church?’
If there is one piece of good news, I don’t know the face of that guy who is slowly approaching, wielding a greatsword.
This means that he is not the main villain.
There may be a hidden strongman that I don’t even know about, but I had a strong conviction that it wouldn’t be him.
I put my hand on my waist with a light smile.
“…”
Come to think of it, I left ‘Sierra’ behind to talk to Zeppetti.
I thought I wouldn’t have to go through a battle since it wasn’t going far, but it didn’t seem like that.
Still, it doesn’t matter much.
Even without a sword, there were many ways to deal with him.
“hahahahaha! I never thought I’d meet you as soon as I arrived nearby. I’m lucky today.”
“Shall I take care of it? Mr. Jeto.”
Zepetti stepped forward and asked.
“Um…”
I touched her chin and pulled her back.
“…I don’t think that’s necessary.”
“…”
In response, Petty raised her head and stared at me.
I don’t think it was our turn to step out.
Because just in time, the spirit of ‘her and her’ reached her.
It wasn’t long before the ground shook from the other side of the forest. It was a subtle sound that came from quite a distance, so he couldn’t hear it.
“hahahahaha!!”
The giggling guy soon started running, dragging his greatsword on the ground.
Unfortunately, his sword can’t reach me.
In that fleeting moment.
The blue sword flashed.
ㅡSuddenly!
Then followed by the sound of a thick neck being cut. Red blood splatters on her face as she runs at breakneck speed.
A neat sword with no frills.
The speed she exhibited was such that her eyes could barely keep up with it.
“……”
After cutting off the head of her unknown female body, she kept her eyes on me without giving a single glance to her fallen corpse.
Immediately, her lips open.
“Cadet Zeto, you can’t walk around the streets at night without a sword.”
She laughed nonchalantly without even wiping the blood from her face.
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“Isn’t that dangerous?”
It was only then that I could vaguely understand Zepetty’s concerns.
“I missed you, Cadet Jeto.”
I couldn’t get rid of the feeling that her bright laughter in my ears following the fishy smell of blood brushing my nose was something eerie and twisted.
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