122 – No one knows what this is! #7

122 – No one knows what this is! #7

“El, the mental wave level of the artificial demon king is the highest since observation. It will soon begin to create its own ‘body’ to contain the spirit.”

At Brigitte’s words, El looked into the tank.

The inside of the tank, which had been filled with various materials, was shining in rainbow colors, so dazzling that it was impossible to discern what was going on inside.

I would never have thought that the homunculus research would flare up as if fuel had been poured on it due to the unexpected intervention of the children.

‘Is it fate… ?’

El is a wizard, but at the same time a researcher.

I didn’t like the word fate, but as I lived in the world, it seemed that there were often things in which the ‘result’ led to the ‘process’ rather than the process creating the result.

‘Maybe Homunculus Alpha brought in children to complete itself?’

Sometimes the result makes the process—?

It’s just a hypothesis anyway.

However, looking at Judas being dragged toward transcendence, the hypothesis had its own plausibility.

‘Anyway, it’s fortunate that the experiment is accelerating. Brigitte and Judas. It’s a big help for research that has been stagnant for 10 years.’

El gained confidence that his choice was not wrong.

The place L was heading to was a place where access was strictly controlled even in this laboratory.

Gi profit-.

When I opened the door and entered, the first thing I noticed was the water tank with bubbling bubbles.

The girl inside was wearing a respirator, but her expression did not change even when she saw L enter the room.

“Tywin.”

El touched the water tank and quietly called his name.

Inside the tank was Tywin Cladeco.

own daughter.

However, I stopped moving from around the age of 7… .

“… Mom, did you call me?”

At that moment, he heard a familiar voice, and L’s mood was slightly lifted.

“… … .”

However, the girl in the tank was still expressionless and silent.

El Cladeco turned his head and saw a small girl standing behind him.

“Tywin.”

El’s expression turned cold.

But another Tywin said brightly, as if he didn’t care.

“Professor Brigitte just said that the artificial demon king is starting to construct a body.”

“so?”

“It means that the experiment to control the body through the mind has been successful. Then, the experiment of reviving the spirit through the body, which is the opposite, would also be progress, right? Waking up my sleeping sister… .”

“Tywin. your sister is dead What is here is nothing more than an empty shell of a soul. It’s just that it’s a mixed blood between a man from another world and a woman from the continent of Pangea, so it’s not buried and just used as a sample.”

Because it’s worth research—— El’s eyes, as he finished his words, were as cool as the machines in the cold lab.

Tywin said nothing more and withdrew from the lab.

His mother, El Cladeco, had been standing in front of the tank for a while, looking at the girl in it.

“… … .”

Finally Tywin moved on.

The place where Tywin was headed was in front of a water tank that was shining with rainbow light.

If the artificial demon lord’s experiment succeeds as it is… , it would be possible to experiment that the mother would ‘resurrect’ her older sister.

It would be much easier for researcher L to do ‘resurrection’ that revives something from something than ‘artificial devil plan’ to create something out of nothing.

‘If my sister survives… .’

In Tywin’s mind, his mother El’s heart was filled with her older sister.

That’s why he didn’t look after Tywin.

What if my sister comes back to life?

‘Then, will mom look after me too?’

no.

Probably not.

Perhaps the opposite was most likely the case.

If you have a sister, a brother… There will be no need for fake Tywin.

Therefore, for Tywin, this experiment was, in fact, bound to fail.

Even for your own survival.

Beep-.

Reaching that conclusion, Tywin pressed the button.

Geeeing-.

The tank lid was opened.

Tywin climbed the steps to the top of the tank and stood in front of the bubbling iridescent tank.

“If you put this… .”

What Tywin took out of his pocket was a poison called red acid.

It was an item that El had given Tywin earlier and said, “Use it if you are in danger of being kidnapped or dissected by someone.”

Since little Tywin was the secret itself in which El Cladeco’s research was gathered, it meant that he should destroy himself in order to be stolen and stolen by others.

An extreme drug to the point of disintegrating the body.

If you put it in this tank… .

bubbling bubbling-.

Standing in front of the boiling water tank, even Tywin’s gray eyes reflected the iridescent light.

“… what kind of being are you?”

A being born from children’s dreams.

It must have been cool.

Because everyone is waiting to be born.

“… … .”

Shuk-.

Tywin carefully stuffed the extremely poisonous red mountain ash into his pocket.

Then he rummaged through his bag and took out a small doll the size of his palm.

It was a doll that Judas had earlier given to his daughters in return for helping them with their homework, and it was the only toy Tywin had.

A treasure in its own right for Tywin.

Holding it in his hand, Tywin finally murmured.

“… i want my mom to be happy And if possible—”

with a plop-.

* * *

Late at night on a day when a beetle and a stag beetle fought each other fiercely.

A hodgepodge mansion.

garden.

Oh, I’m hungry.

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“Write. It hurts.”

When I turned my head, Enkidus, who was holding a bamboo stick, spoke solemnly.

“Judah. You must know how to control your heart. Feeling pain and feeling joy actually originate from the heart. If you control your heart, the fire will become cold as ice… .”

“Growl.”

“Judah.”

“I’m kidding, you nerd. To be straight.”

Enkidus’ meditation class was boring.

They say that I can become stronger only when I know how to control my mind. To be honest, I had no idea what it was.

lets think.

to control your mind

You’re too blunt.

“Judas, you need to deal with ‘restrictions’ in order to exert more power than you have now. So please take it seriously.”

it’s a constraint

Garot gets stronger when he fights demons, Enkidus gets stronger when the sun rises in the sky – same concept, right?

I also get stronger when dealing with Nocturne! Enkidus’ argument and the tone of this experiment was that if he planted the restriction that “other than that, I’m weak!” in his heart, he might surpass the power of level 49 and exert even greater power.

“I have a point.”

Is it easy to be called the human heart?

When I clicked my tongue, Enkidus said, “That’s right. The most difficult thing is the human heart.” He nodded his head obediently.

then said

“But Judas, you already know how. Are you not weakened when you take possession of property? That’s why it is to remain poor.”

“that’s right. Although it’s a secret. Don’t tell me where to go.”

My cerebral passive.

《The Hungry Socrates》 was such a quirk.

The more property I have, the lower my combat power, and conversely, the poorer my combat power is, the more it has the effect of increasing.

But Enkidus said that this was like a kind of ‘restriction’.

“Judas, you already know how to handle your heart. Do not be impatient and take a slow look inside yourself. Then there will always be a way.”

Don’t be impatient—is it?

I sat cross-legged again.

I am concentrating on my inner self.

“… … .”

Basrak-.

Then something sounded in my ears.

When I opened my eyes, Garot was putting a cloak on my shoulder.

“What.”

“Even in summer, the nights in Phrygia are cold. You’ll catch a cold if you stay there. The last time I saw you was sneezing?”

“Ah, it was. What time is it now?”

“It’s two o’clock in the morning.”

It was 11 o’clock at night when I started meditation with Enkidus.

Does that mean I’ve been meditating for three hours?

It was clear that I had made excellent progress in controlling my mind!

“Yuda, you slept very well.”

“… write.”

You didn’t meditate, you slept.

I decided to get up.

I asked Garot, thinking that I should just sleep comfortably in my room.

“How about an experiment? Didn’t Brigitte come back?”

“I hear Brigitte spends the night in the lab. They say that the artificial demon king has succeeded in completely forming both the body and mind. I’m not sure about the difficult story, though.”

“Five. yes?”

The body and mind are completely created.

If so, you’re saying that there are only a few steps left before the artificial vessel is completed.

While I was genuinely happy, Garot groaned.

It was as if there was something unpleasant about it.

“Is something wrong?”

“I didn’t hear the details either. According to the saintess, the artificial demon lord ‘Molu’ that was born this time strongly refuses to be injected with evil karma.”

what are you talking about

The artificial demon king’s name is Molu?

Refusing to be infused with evil karma?

“So, Garot, you mean that guy. You mean you don’t want to be a villain?”

“… Hear more from the researchers directly tomorrow.”

I put on the cloak Garot gave me and thought for a moment.

Born from the dream of Brigitte, who needed friends and family, Aru was a kind and cute homunculus.

Likewise, it was clear that ‘Molu’ born from children’s sparkling dreams would also be a kind and cute homunculus.

“If a saintess tried to inject evil karma into a guy like that, it would be natural for her to hate it.”

Perhaps we misdirected the experiment.

While thinking that, Garot looked at the mansion.

“My sister was human. But somehow I became a demon. Then it might be possible to turn an innocent homunculus into a villain.”

Saying that, Garrot lightly leaped away.

Left alone, I lost my understanding in many ways.

As for the details, I have no choice but to meet that guy named Molu tomorrow and decide!

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