126. Daily Shelf Life, Still 10 Days
I honestly don’t like books.
Nina thinks that the atmosphere in the library is what she likes more than books.
“…….”
Opening the book, Nina skimmed through the text. When she reads a sentence, she just scans the text with her eyes, without feeling any fragment of emotion.
The library is always quiet.
That’s why she feels like her existence is allowed.
If I had to define her life in one word, it would be ‘dry’.
Is it a little different from the feeling of being left alone in the world?
It would be a little closer to being alone.
There is no interaction with anyone.
There is no understanding of other people’s feelings.
There is no way that the value of one’s existence will become someone else’s precious thing.
The only thing allowed is to become a tool. That was the life Nina was given.
I still don’t know about other ways of life.
“Miss Nina, it’ll be dinner time in a little while.”
There was someone who was talking to me.
This is the teacher librarian who came after an early dinner. The library at night is run only by librarians without a library committee member, so I have to go out now.
“Okay.”
Nina closed the book and woke up.
After she bows her head to the librarian, she naturally moves out of her sight and enters her stealth state.
There was no particular meaning to hiding.
However, she was confident that from a certain point on, she thought that it was more comfortable not to run into anyone than to be recognized by someone.
Nina moves her feet past her students, but she doesn’t notice anyone.
Nina’s status as a thief is at a high place, so if she decides to hide her presence, no one can find her.
At most a few professors… …. No, maybe even the professor won’t find Nina.
-“There’s no way you can do anything other than a thief.”
-“All you can do is die for your master.”
She recalls the words of her house owner who taught her.
Exactly as he said. I didn’t know how to properly do anything other than thieves.
You can hide your presence, but you can’t clean properly.
Confidence in tailing, but not in cooking.
I know how to assassinate, but I’ve never even done laundry.
Making friends also failed.
After failing at various things, she found that conforming to the life she was given was the comfortable path.
A chess piece that moves just for the sake of its owner, Benit.
Any other way of life is just tiring.
“Call me sister.”
Hearing her voice, Nina inadvertently stopped her feet.
This is
‘… The voice of Erah Blainkleet.’
Realizing the identity of her voice, Nina focuses on her ears.
Nina was raised in the family of Count Findel Nerka, and the reason she was allowed to enter Philea Academy is because of her skills as a thief.
To be more precise, she came here as Benit’s escort.
If something happens to Benit, I will protect him even at the cost of his life,
If there is someone who wants to kill Benit, I will remove all dangers to her with this hand.
At the same time, it was also Nina’s job to gather information from her academy.
Gathering information that would be helpful to Benit,
Gather information that could be dangerous to Bennett.
“…I’m the same age as you.”
“I was born in January. And Ariel was born in February.”
“Are you acting childish with one month?”
“If you don’t call me sister, I won’t answer.”
“Wow…”
I heard a man’s voice that seemed to be absurd. It was the voice from the 5th reading room.
There are extremely few men in this academy. There is only one other man who is the same age as Er à Blaine Kleet.
Ariel Beheritt.
One of the parties to the unfortunate incident in Findelnerca.
‘Even though he was a victim.’
Count Findel Nerka imprisoned Joshua and his gang for a certain period of time, and then led new recruits to Beltark Academy.
Detaining Joshua and his gang, who caused the unsavory incident, was the right thing to do as a ruler of the county,
One of the most annoying things about aristocratic society is that, depending on your point of view, the Countess of Findelnerca seems to be on Ariel’s side.
Of course, Count Findelnerca will not actively support Ariel, but
From his standpoint, it was clear that he had to be mindful of what steps he would take in the future.
“…….”
“Okay, okay. I lost. Can I call you sister?”
“Yes.”
“It’s ridiculous…”
Ariel clicked her tongue once.
“So, sister, you must have talked with Professor Milas, right?”
“Yes. We talked.”
Saying that, Erre held out her bundle of documents.
Above it is written ‘Automaton production project plan’.
I take it and read it carefully.
“Professor Milas gave away quite a lot.”
I, Marie, and Claire are granted access to the lab. Regular treatment as a part-time lab worker. Small salary contracts according to activities.
You have the right to apply for a project, and if the project is approved, you can freely use research materials from the laboratory.
Activity time is free. However, the deadline for the automaton production project is limited to before graduation.
In addition, 50% of the proposals for the project to proceed with the human corpse supplied through the ‘corpse donation certificate’ are made by Professor Milas, and the remaining 50% can be proposed by me.
Ownership of the results may be retained by mutual agreement. Instead, the data obtained along with the progress of the project will be stored in Professor Milas’ laboratory, and it is strictly forbidden to leak it to the outside world.
Well, a contract with roughly that kind of content was attached to the very first page.
Most of the content is good, but the biggest is that you can freely use materials from Professor Milas’s lab.
Prof. Milas has ‘such a personality’, so he keeps various experimental materials in his laboratory all over the world.
Including somewhat immoral things and things that are difficult to buy with money.
In order to make an automaton, various materials are needed anyway.
In that respect, it was a good thing for me that Professor Milas generously provided materials for the laboratory.
“First of all. What is an automaton?”
Claire, who was reading the project proposal next to me, asks me.
Automaton refers to a kind of small humanoid golem, but since it was an alchemy-based story, Claire, the battle mage, didn’t seem to know much about it.
“Claire. You must know something about golems.”
“You know that. Golems are derived from the Earth Elemental.”
“To be precise, it’s like a gigantic weapon created by combining earth elemental magic.”
In a word, a golem is like a robot.
Also, the old generation golems are giant robots, and the new generation golems are miniaturized so that they can fit inside dungeons.
In the end, it is converging to the question of whether the human form is the best if it is going to be small anyway.
“Why is the human form good?”
“Because I can use human skills.”
It is said that throwing a ball at 170 km/h is close to impossible, no matter how good a pitcher is.
But if it’s a golem, that much is possible. Wouldn’t it be possible to somehow throw a ball at 400 km/h?
Even a ball thrown by a baseball player is already dangerous if hit incorrectly, but at 400 km/h, it is truly a great weapon.
Of course, this is the standard when you throw the ball.
In reality, with that kind of power, swinging a hammer or swinging a sword would be much more destructive than throwing a ball.
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Nevertheless, the body is much stronger than a human’s.
In addition, if humans can learn swordsmanship or spearmanship, humans will not be able to defeat golems.
“…Ha, is learning possible?”
“It’s not going well.”
AI learning is developing rapidly on Earth, but this is a fantasy world. Programming skills are not yet developed to that level.
It feels like the magic engineering items in this world have not yet reached the mechanical level. In a word, there is no flexibility.
“That’s why it’s only a theoretical story.”
Although automatons are far superior to humans in terms of simple specifications, they are inferior in terms of judgment, so if the opponent is a strong player, the automatons will lose.
There is a hypothesis that the human form will be the best when artificial intelligence technology reaches its peak, but it remains only in the hypothetical form because it does not go that far with the current technology. That’s why it feels like animal-type automatons are being researched quite a bit.
If one thing is certain though, it is that the automaton can contribute to the party in some way.
It means that the number of party members has increased by one more.
“Hmm~. It’s a story that I have no reason to object to. I’ve thought about it before, but I thought it would be nice to have one more avant-garde.”
Claire said so.
Well, that’s right…. Our party is a party whose balance is skewed towards wizards, and Claire is a fairly special tank.
Since he must have been playing a lot of burdensome games during the vacation, he must have had a lot of dissatisfaction.
“But making this doesn’t look easy at all.”
“…What the heck.”
I glanced sideways.
There were piles of things I had been ignoring.
Great books.
Colossal documents piled up next to it.
“Ah, what is that?”
First of all, I ask the person who brought it. Although I was roughly anticipating what kind of answer would come.
However, Er Ah just stared at me with her mouth shut.
hahahaha….
“…Sister Erua, what the hell is that?”
“References. Professor Milas gave it to me.”
“After…”
Are you really not going to answer if I don’t call you noona, you human?
I sighed in two ways. The first was about Erea, who was subtly annoying, and the second was about having a lot of work to do in the future.
“Forward.”
At the sound of my sigh, Erua opened her mouth again.
“Let’s study here every day from now on.”
I heard a lot of information.
That Ariel Beheritt makes automatons. That there would be cooperation from Professor Milas.
And that Ariel Beheritt has a relationship with Erea Blainkleet.
Judging by her behavior of calling her older sister and her statement that “We haven’t formed a bond of soul yet,” It seems likely that the two will become sworn brothers in the near future.
It is not clear whether each piece of information will be useful to his owner, Benit, or whether it is garbage information that would be good.
It is not an area that requires one’s own judgment.
I just tell Benit everything.
Benit decides whether or not it helps, while Nina waits for new instructions.
‘Automaton….’
A small golem that looks like a human. However, it is a tool that can only make mechanical judgments, in the end.
How big is the difference between Ariel Beheritt’s automaton and your own situation.
You yourself are nothing more than a tool.
“Let’s go to the bathroom for a while.”
As I was thinking that, the door to the reading room opened and Ariel Beheritt came out.
If you think about it, a lot of time has passed. Dinner time has passed early.
Nina doesn’t feel anything special about him. She’ll just buy something from the canteen…… It is a feeling of some degree.
‘Is it time to leave?’
Perhaps if she eavesdropped on this conversation, she wouldn’t hear anything new.
So if you have to do something, you have to go somewhere else, not here. It would be a form of obtaining new information from there and reporting various things to Benit at once.
After thinking about it, she realized that there was no place she had to go.
Nina realizes that there is nowhere to return to.
Maybe it’s because I’m in such a strange sentimental mood.
To watch Ariel head to the bathroom with a bit of carelessness,
Suddenly, I was looking towards this direction.
Their eyes met.
“Nina?”
“…….”
She then called her own name in a low voice.
Unbelievable.
You noticed the stealth?
‘… Did Ariel Beheritt have a detection skill?’
No, I won’t. She knows because she once partyed with him when she was on vacation.
Then…… How the hell did you find out?
“What are you doing there?”
“…….”
Nina lost her words for a moment.
She was confident about stealth. It was a stealth enough to fool even her professors.
But Ariel Beheritt, who has no detection skills, recognized her existence….
‘… I was too careless.’
With Nina slightly distracted, she approached Ariel.
“She was doing her job as a book commissioner.”
“Isn’t it already past dinner time?”
“…….”
After all, it is difficult to lie.
Even Nina knows that you shouldn’t tell the truth. So it was a troubling situation.
Fortunately,
Ariel did not ask further.
“Eat and go.”
After that one word, Ariel moves her feet and goes to her bathroom.
I was relieved.
If you questioned me, I wouldn’t know how to answer.
“…I have to go.”
If you overhear this story and get caught again, it will be annoying.
With that in mind, Nina opened the door to her library and came out of the building.
And she had to stop her steps again.
“…The smell of blood.”
Nina casually put the word in her mouth.
The smell of blood is emanating from somewhere.