People are forbidden by magic, just become mercenaries

Chapter 61: Homunculus the Little Man in a Bottle

"right here?"

"Homunculus."

"Alchemist's artificial human..."

Frowning in disgust, the English maid didn't ask any more questions.

The purpose of the two is very clear, that is to actually block further contact between the two worlds.

To put it more bluntly...

Kill someone in this building, and destroy everything connected with magic.

This is why Sigurd stayed in Academy City.

He must try his best to maintain a clear dividing line between the two worlds. If magic begins to permeate Academy City one day, chaos will inevitably erupt.

The two stood at the corner of No. 13 school district, to be more precise, it was the corner of an abandoned open space where No. 13 school district and No. [-] school district intersected.

There is a small house there, but it is small and broken, old and strange.

There are very few such old-fashioned houses in Academy City. The land in Academy City is expensive, and the buildings are often modern high-rise buildings that are built upwards. Buildings like this can be said to be quite rare and old things in Academy City. up.

Perhaps it is precisely because of the overall style of the building that those children associate with the "old witch".

Sprinkling the small black particles in his hand around, the mercenary signaled to the maid that she could continue to act.

"sorry for disturbance."

Sigurd quickly announced his presence, kicked open the front door, walked in, and found a completely different scene inside.

The old house that looked perfectly normal has been completely turned upside down.

Experimental equipment such as beakers, flasks, test tubes, alcohol lamps, graduated bottles, petri dishes, condensers, distillers, etc. are arranged together.

All the laboratory equipment is connected by glass cylinders and rubber caps, which looks like a detailed model amusement park made of glass.

"This guy seems to pay special attention to cooling."

"I remember that the alchemist's experiment focused on heat preservation or something? It doesn't look like a 'womb' here."

"Who knows."

Bypassing the messy desktop at the front, Sigurd took the lead to go deep into it.

On the table further back, ice cubes that appear to be made in ice trays are placed in hemispherical bowls around transparent test tubes.

The glass near the courtyard was broken and hastily swept up.

While checking the surrounding glassware and various equipment, Sigurd unconsciously sighed.

"So it's an 'impurity'."

"Scattered word ordering, even a trainee would not make such a fundamental mistake."

Both of them are extraordinary magicians. As the elite of the elite, they feel a little helpless about the rough magic marks in front of them, but at the same time they are relieved.

After all, they are here to deal with the problem. If the other party is just a half-assed person, it will be much easier to deal with.

Whether it is for Sigurd or Sylvia, most of the professional magicians are actually not troublesome, but their current task is to deal with the traces of magic, so if it is a professional magician, then the follow-up process is very simple. It will cost a lot more.

After hanging around with Sigurd for so long, this maid seems to have acquired the habit of being afraid of trouble.

The shattered glass in front of you and the magic sign full of mistakes, this is the answer to the whole thing.

The kids said they broke some glass.

But no one ever said it was a window they smashed.

Kumokawa Mariya and the other children saw the ball flying towards the house and heard the sound of glass shattering, so they naturally thought it was just a window.

They said that it was normal for the 'old witch' to yell, because what they smashed was the core part of the entire formula, and without this part of the structure, the formula that was originally full of loopholes was directly "backflowed".

The so-called "yelling", in the current situation, perhaps it should be called "screaming" or "wailing".

No lights were on.

The setting sun gave the dilapidated house an eerie contrast of orange and black.

In this lab, whether scientific or magical, a living creature could be heard breathing very, very far away.

Sigurd and Silvia felt a slimy gaze, which was obviously not a mechanical device.

"Study... live...no, get it dirty. So today's 'birthday.'"

"..."

The two felt a graceful femininity from the stillness and breathing.

The faint floral scent came from the perfume, and the children kept calling her "the old hag", but that seemed to be a simple mockery that ignored her actual age.

She was much younger than he thought, and if she paid more attention to her appearance, she might be half her age.

While it's also possible that a ten-year-old like Kumokawa Mara thinks that everyone who graduates from high school is old enough, Sigurd doesn't think this idea is worth pursuing.

Something fluttered like a curtain in the darkness.Is it a raincoat or something that looks like a veil from head to toe?

It is an intermediate product between "spiritual outfit" and "non-spiritual outfit". It is a gadget that only needs to be stuffed with special potion materials, and any hanging on the body can produce some effects.

To say it is a "spiritual outfit" is definitely not qualified, but to say it has nothing to do with "magic", it is absolutely impossible for ordinary people to collect these materials and put them together accurately.

"I don't care about your reasons, but you've stepped into a 'territory' where you shouldn't be."

"No!"

Something flew through the dusty air toward the mercenaries and maids.

After thousands of years of hard work, the mercenary easily grabbed it with one hand and found that it was some kind of bird's beak.

With the head of a bird of prey, the backbone of a fish, and pairs of transparent wings like a dragonfly, this hideously twisted creature doesn't hesitate to take the blasphemous creatures that can neither eat nor breathe on their own, but live in glass containers. Things are thrown aside like throwing darts.

He didn't even bat an eye.

The mercenary's expression didn't change at all.

"Are you planning to resurrect someone? Your lover? Or a child?"

"I do not have choice......"

"Do you want to start over? Do you like being alone and rejecting others, but one day you find yourself overwhelmed by the fear of aging?"

"I planned my life completely wrong and I have to make up for lost time, no matter what!"

"Give you a small blow."

Sigurd casually pointed to the fragments on the ground, and said in a voice of three parts helpless and seven parts gloating.

"Even if no one stops you with that thing, all you get in the end is a mass of stinky minced meat. After all, you expect the words used on 'Golem' to be able to recreate a living human body? "

"Golem?"

A suspicious expression was evidently leaked, but this also completely showed that this woman was only able to come into contact with the "magic side" by some kind of coincidence, or even the accidental collision of a desperate doctor. matter.

"'ameth' means 'truth' or 'God's truth' in Hebrew. This is the technology used on the 'golem' of artificial life forms."

"..."

"You're looking in the right direction, but you can't even tell the difference between Paracelsus' homunculus and a golem. Nothing you do makes sense, from a It was completely messed up from the start.”

Chapter 62: "Infiltration" from magic?

"You have no idea what I'm doing. It's a world completely different from the science of Academy City!"

"Of course I know."

Pick up a small shard of glass on the ground.

In front of the woman, Sigurd hurled the tiny shard against the far wall.

"Born from the earth, sucking the breeze to replenish water. Swinging fire, you can remove disease. Righteousness directs your own blood to cleanliness. Something that embraces the Holy Spirit and kneels before me."

Small fragments sank into the wall, and the old concrete rippled slightly like the surface of a lake blown by a breeze.

Cracks began to appear on the wall that was originally used as a load-bearing structure, and then a bigger change made the woman retreat subconsciously, and even knocked over the glassware behind her unconsciously, causing the solution of that color to flow all over the ground without knowing it .

"What you call 'the other world' is my 'field'."

"You, who are you?"

"As you can see, I am a mercenary, ah no. Now, I should be a researcher."

Something in the backlight waved a huge arm, and the fragile flesh was instantly shattered into pieces.

Glassware was scattered all over the place, and solutions of various colors mixed with red and white things were scattered on the ground.

Only the empty load-bearing wall can explain the mutation that just happened here.

......

After getting out of the car, Kihara Kagun came to this small house in the No.13 school district.

He had received information from Kihara Brain Stem before, saying that some suspicious person was conducting some kind of experiment here.

Without much hesitation, Kihara Kagun stepped forward, intending to break through the door by himself.

"Crack~"

"?"

Kihara Kagun heard the sound of particles being crushed from under his feet, and lowered his head in concern.

It was some kind of small black particles, which seemed to have a regular shape at first, but some of them were shattered by the kick just now.

"crystal?"

Kihara Kagun looked suspiciously at these cheap artificial crystals that can be bought in a box full of gift shops.

When he raised his head, he found that the originally closed door had been opened, and two figures were walking out of it.

"You are late."

Kihara Kagun got up, and he looked at Sigurd and the maid behind him coming out of the gate.

"You shouldn't be faster than me. Or is it that the maid next to you is some kind of space system ability user?"