124. Erea Blainclet (4)
Come to think of it, this is the first time I’ve come to Professor Milas’s lab.
But it wasn’t that strange. This year, Erua is celebrating her second year of teaching at Philea Academy, but there are far more places she has not been to than she has been to.
It wasn’t common in the first place for a student to visit a professor’s private laboratory, not even the professor in charge. Especially since Era wasn’t the type to be interested in other people’s affairs.
If it wasn’t for Ariel’s work, she wouldn’t have come here in her entire life.
“He said he came because of Ariel’s student.”
“Yes.”
“Then I should go to a wider place.”
Having said that, Professor Milas entered a room with a sign saying Laboratory Fifth.
It was an empty laboratory.
From the fact that there were traces of use everywhere and the fact that there was no dust, it was clear that the room was used frequently. Nevertheless, with the exception of a few experimental instruments, there is a strong impression that nothing has just been cleaned up.
Leaving the table empty, Erua sat down first,
Professor Milas grabs a drink from the fridge in his corner and hands it to him.
“I don’t know if you’re an Erua student, but I hate wasting time the most in the world.”
“Yes.”
It was a fact that Er A knew well that she was not interested in others. It was almost a habit of hers to say that she hated wasting time.
That’s why she knows when she takes Professor Milas’ class even once. That the word Prof. Milas uses most of her life must be ‘wasted time’.
“So, let’s get straight to the point. I heard something about it through the letter. Student Ariel has something to hand over to me?”
“…….”
Instead of answering her, Erra held out her file.
Receiving it, Professor Milas turned over the documents one by one,
“Whoa…, This is really beautiful.”
Shedding a sigh.
The documents in the folder are…… It was a death certificate.
Those were the 25 participants who were involved in the Joshua incident during vacation.
These are the donations obtained as a penalty imposed on them, and they arrived in front of Ariel some time ago.
And Ariel sent it to Professor Milas’ lab.
“It’s done very cleverly. You’ve been using your brain.”
Professor Milas mumbles to himself.
More than half of the 25 participants are nobles.
What would happen to Ariel if she offered to donate the bodies of her students? No doubt someone from their parents will tell Ariel her grievances.
Therefore, the participants don’t directly donate her corpse to Ariel, but first of all, they donate her corpse to her academy.
If they voluntarily filled out the donation form and would like to donate the body for the development of magic and the academy…… It also becomes an area where aristocratic parents can’t say anything.
Of course, those corpses could end up in front of Ariel after going through the academy.
“Still, on the surface, it’s contributing to technological development, so noble families can’t complain. It’s quite good.”
“Thank you.”
“Oops, when I said we were going to get to the point, they were admiring it. This is also a waste of time… Then let’s really get to the point.”
Professor Milas closed the folder.
“How far can you ask?”
Then he asked with a smile.
Era is lost in thought for a moment.
Ariel wants help from Professor Milas, the only alchemy professor at the academy.
For that, he prepared a corpse donation document, and said he would leave negotiations for it to Erea.
For Erua, who doesn’t talk around, he doesn’t have much negotiation skills,
Ariel said it wouldn’t be difficult to negotiate with Professor Milas in the first place.
“I told you to follow the professor’s intention as much as possible.”
“Hmm… I’m honestly satisfied with just collecting the experiment data. Of course, it would be nice if the experiment results remained in the lab.”
“…….”
“Okay. Shall I keep the stake for 12 of the 25 corpses? I’ll decide the rest after talking to Ariel.”
Professor Milas says so.
Simply put, 12 of the 25 corpses were meant to be taken by Professor Milas.
The corpses are first donated to the academy, and only then are they delivered to Ariel.
In other words, it also meant that the academy would do laundry once.
And the person in charge of the laundry will be Professor Milas, who runs the research institute at the academy.
Professor Milas seems to have readily accepted this.
“There are two things I’m asking for. Securing shares for 12 people, and research with these corpses must be carried out in this lab unconditionally and data will be left behind.”
“…If the professor helps with Ariel’s research project, that’s no problem.”
“Of course it is. It is not easy to obtain 12 human corpses as experimental materials. Therefore, experiments using human corpses are not smooth, so I am in a position to bow even if only the data remain.”
Then Professor Milas added that he would give Ariel access to the laboratory.
It seems that he has no hesitation about using human corpses for experiments.
Rather, the desire to obtain data is blatantly revealed.
A figure that is far from morality or ethics, and is only interested in experiments.
On the outside, he appears to be a respectful and kind adult, but it is probably because of this fragment of madness that he is called a mad scientist.
Erua thought that it could not be helped even if it was called that.
“So what kind of project did Ariel give you these precious things to do?”
“…….”
Era stood up.
Now this is the main point.
Slightly nervous, Era raised the table she had brought with her.
The box is as long as a coffin.
“It’s a pretty big box. Did you carry this alone?”
“Yes.”
It was a bit heavy, but it was manageable.
Swallowing her words, Er A opened the lid of the box.
There are Living Dolls inside.
She is the same as I saw her on vacation.
“Ariel wants to build an automaton.”
Automaton.
In other words, an automaton.
To put it simply, automatons can be described as humanoid golems.
Golems are originally large and large. And it’s dull and heavy.
That’s why in the old days, wars between humans were often decided by the size of the golem.
It was only natural that the bigger it was, the harder it was to break the golem’s core, and the harder it was to target the golem’s pilot.
However, with the development of magic, the large and heavy ‘old-style golems’ were abandoned.
This is because old-style golems have a fatal flaw. That you can’t go inside.
Recently, many dungeons are indoors or underground, but the demand for golems has drastically decreased due to the inability to use giant golems there.
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It might have been in the past when there was war, but in modern times when war has almost disappeared, ignorantly large golems are useless.
Instead, miniaturized golems that can be used in dungeons have begun to emerge.
Among them, the most cutting-edge is the automaton.
Since it basically maintains its human form, it is a doll golem that is more stylish than the existing golems and can enter dungeons.
“It’s nice. But this must be hard for me too.”
Professor Milas looks a little troubled.
“I’m specializing in bio-magic even in alchemy. Golems aren’t my specialty, so it won’t be easy.”
“Is that so?”
“Still, I’ve got something, so I’ll help you as much as I can. Fortunately, my assistant will know a little about golems.”
Professor Milas put on a smile close to a business smile.
After that, I had a brief consultation with Professor Milas.
Even though Professor Milas didn’t specialize in golems, he still knew the rough manufacturing process. He explained to Er A what literature he could refer to.
Era writes them down and starts planning how to make the automaton little by little.
Since making this automaton was Ariel’s condition.
“Professor, are you there?”
While we were talking like that,
Suddenly, a student opened the door to the laboratory and came in.
“Were you talking. Excuse me.”
She was a short girl with a gloomy impression.
She glanced at Erea and immediately approached Professor Milas. Could she be the assistant Professor Milas was talking about?
“What’s going on all of a sudden, student Tylen? Is this something I have to do?”
“Yes. The professor has something to go to. It’s urgent.”
“Looks like something happened.”
At that, the female student named Tyllen nodded her head.
“I think a body was found.”
Always on the way to school.
… No, I made a mistake.
It’s true that it’s on the way to school. Today, too, I was heading to the academy chatting with Marie.
However, it is a little different from usual.
There are a lot of people gathered in front of the school gate.
“Claire.”
I saw a familiar face in the crowd.
When I called that name, Claire turned around.
“Ariel is here.”
Unlike usual, there is no smile on his face.
Rarely a serious expression.
But it was also an expression I had seen several times before.
Claire is wary.
Even when we hunted together in the dungeon, he sometimes made that expression.
He had the same expression on the day when the smell of blood vibrated strongly at Count Findelnerca’s residence.
“What’s going on?”
“…….”
Claire gestured lightly.
Me and Marie stand by him.
And over Claire’s back,
I see a beast that has become a corpse.
“What, what… A dog…?”
“Well. It’s the first time I’ve ever seen a Witchbeast.”
To the surprised Marie, Claire answers in a calm voice.
At first glance, the beast looked like a dog.
However, should I say that it has changed as a whole?
Its entire body was swollen as if it had undergone a genetic mutation, and strange tentacles sprouted from it.
It was no longer the kind you could call a dog.
“Let’s go! Attention everyone! From now on, the leading team will control!”
A loud voice is heard, diverting people’s attention.
It was a familiar voice. It was a voice I heard just a few days ago.
Lapisca.
Beside her was Belairam, the deputy head of the leadership department,
Behind him, the leading members in white uniforms were waiting in unison.
“Are you all just watching! Hurry up and disperse!”
Bellairam shouted, and the lead pushed the people away as if to stop watching.
Me, Marie, and Claire also move forward.
“Is something to come?”
Among the people who had no choice but to disperse, I muttered softly.
This is just a premonition.
Next week,
“Chapter 2 begins.”