The AI Archmage - Chapter 55
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AI Archmage Episode 55
“Do you understand this aesthetic?”
“I understand.”
Sion answered Nerin’s question without hesitation.
When he was Altair, he had once conceived of implanting magic tools into the body.
He had actually advanced his research to a level where implantation would be feasible.
However, he couldn’t go beyond that point.
Grimoires had higher priority, and time was limited.
In that regard, Sion was fascinated by the magic tool Nerin had attached to her skin.
He never thought there would be another being with such an insane idea besides himself.
“Y-you understand!”
Nerin’s eyes welled up with tears.
As if she was deeply moved.
And Lumia, who was watching from the side, nodded her head.
‘Ah, this kind of sentiment?’
Even at this moment, Lumia’s analytical abilities were working hard.
Lumia quickly analyzed and understood what aspect made Sion ‘pass’ Nerin’s test.
It’s just… well, that kind of thing.
When you’re obsessed with something, you can see things that others can’t see.
‘That means both Nerin and Sion, who are absorbed in Pseudo-Magic Theory, have similar thought patterns…’
No way, surely not.
Having thought that far, Lumia shook her head vigorously.
That couldn’t be right.
Then she looked at Nerin, who was delighted to have met someone who understood her.
“Th-then the theory that closing the door and using wind magic could risk suffocation…!”
“Ah, that’s not right.”
“Ah.”
Sion was cold.
Wrong was wrong.
“B-but who are you?”
“Sion Rostery. I’m a student who became a teacher at the Blue Tower after you escaped.”
“…?”
Nerin tilted her head.
“A student became a teacher?”
“It’s common in this field.”
“I see.”
Nerin was without prejudice.
“Then we’re teaching colleagues! I’ve never seen someone with such good comprehension!”
“I’ve never seen such a reckless type who just implants magic tools into their skin either.”
Sion continued speaking with a pleased smile.
“It’s because of sacrifices from kids like you that magic has been able to develop to where it is today.”
“Huh?”
“I meant that you’re amazing.”
“I see!”
Nerin smiled brightly.
And Sion, confirming that quality labor had come walking to him on its own, also smiled brightly.
‘Finding someone who’s receptive to Magical Tool Implantation isn’t easy.’
Magical Tool Implantation wasn’t bad.
More precisely, implanting thoroughly verified magic tools wasn’t bad.
The problem was that the current mainstream culture viewed magic tool implantation itself negatively.
In such circumstances, someone who not only viewed magic tool implantation favorably but had actually implanted magic tools themselves had come rolling right to him.
“Nerin, unfortunately, while your magic tool implantation was a good attempt, it wasn’t a wise method.”
“…Huh?”
“Magical Tool Implantation must be approached very delicately. It’s not something you can do by simply implanting efficient magic tools into your body.”
If you thoughtlessly implant magic tools into your body, mana corrupted by time will erode your flesh.
When that happens, skin tissue would necrotize and there was a high possibility that a mage’s mana would become contaminated.
Sion clicked his tongue briefly while looking at the magic tool implanted in Nerin’s skin.
Having no resistance was good, but this kind of implantation was far from wise.
“Follow me. I need to remove that magic tool first.”
“Uh, well… I’m not ignoring you or anything, but I noticed something was wrong after I attached it and tried to remove it myself?”
“I’m sure you did.”
“But it got attached to my nervous system and something went wrong, so it absolutely wouldn’t come off…”
“Don’t worry and just follow me.”
Who was Sion?
While other mages and workshop craftsmen were studying magic or magic tools, he was already a pioneer who had completed the theory of Magical Tool Implantation.
“I have a way.”
Naturally, he had also thought of countermeasures for such unexpected situations.
Then he turned around and headed toward the Blue Tower.
Nerin stared at his retreating figure with wide eyes.
Then she asked Lumia.
“Um, miss, who is that person?”
“That’s Sion. He was a student.”
At those words, Nerin thought carefully, trying to recall old memories somehow.
And she remembered something.
“Rostery, Rostery… Ah! I remember! Isn’t he that student who used to cause all that trouble?!”
“That’s right.”
“But why has he changed so much?”
“Hmm.”
At those words, Lumia thought for a moment about how she should respond.
Honestly, she had no idea how to explain Sion’s transformation either.
And after much deep contemplation, she found a suitable answer.
“It was puberty.”
“Ah, puberty can’t be helped.”
Nerin accepted it simply.
“It really can’t be helped, right?”
“I also broke out of puberty and pioneered new Magic Theory! People are naturally weird during puberty. By the way, that brain breathing theory I mentioned before was also created after puberty passed!”
“….”
Listening to nonsense that made her want to smack the back of her head, Lumia quietly looked up at the sky.
‘I still… have a long way to go.’
Unlike Sion, seeing that she couldn’t understand Nerin, it seemed she needed to devote herself a bit more.
And Serentia, who was watching from afar, squeezed her eyes shut.
“Senior, our Magic Tower… is improving, right?”
“Who knows.”
Barean answered nonchalantly with his hands clasped behind his back.
“I can use Magic, so that’s enough for me.”
“….”
Today too, Vice Tower Master Serentia’s worries only deepened.
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“Should I sit here?”
“Yes.”
A little time later, Nerin entered the Room and immediately sat in the spot Sion pointed to.
Sion checked the tools prepared in the Room, then placed them in front of Nerin.
[For now, the erosion level is low. The Magical Tool Implantation itself doesn’t seem to be old.]
‘That makes sense.’
Sion replied to Akasha’s words and checked Nerin’s condition once more.
The horn protruding from her forehead area.
It wasn’t a simple Magic Tool.
The Magic Tool’s purpose was probably…
“Were you planning to absorb natural Mana with this and then utilize it?”
“Wow, you figured that out right away?”
“Because the Magic Tool you stuck in your forehead is for that purpose.”
Sion could determine several facts by examining the Magic Tool Nerin had implanted.
First, she hadn’t just crudely shoved a Magic Tool in calling it implantation.
She had implanted it based on reasonably sound theory and had taken necessary measures.
It just wasn’t sufficient.
“Did you do it yourself?”
“Yes!”
“The procedure must have been quite painful?”
“It did hurt, but I thought it was necessary! I even survived thanks to this.”
At those words, Sion frowned.
“…You survived thanks to it?”
[Beginning analysis immediately.]
Before Sion could say anything, Akasha immediately scanned Nerin’s body and began analysis.
And after a moment.
[Analysis complete. The wounds themselves have healed, but there are faint traces of stab wounds throughout.]
‘…Stab wounds?’
That meant she was pierced by something like a spear…
It wasn’t the kind of thing that could be removed so easily either. Honestly, I was even prepared to carry it around for the rest of my life….
“I’ve removed it for now, but.”
“Well, I managed to get it off at least.”
Sion said while tapping the magic tool that had just been attached to Nerin’s forehead.
Zion said while tapping the magical device that had been attached to Nayrin’s forehead just moments before.
“If there’s no danger, do you plan to continue with magic tool implantation?”
“If there’s no danger, are you thinking of continuing with the magical tool implantation?”
“Of course!”
“Of course!”
Nerin nodded.
Nayrin nodded her head.
“It was done in a hurry, that’s true, but after using it, it couldn’t be more convenient! Rather, isn’t there no reason not to use it?”
“I did rush into it, but now that I’m using it, it couldn’t be more convenient. Actually, there’s no reason not to use it, right?”
“Good.”
“Good.”
Sion grinned and nodded.
Zion grinned and nodded his head.
What an excellent mindset this experimental subject… no, this talent has when coming to visit.
“Then, let me show you the world of truly ‘safe’ magical tool implantation.”
The optimal magical tool implantation procedure where side effects simply don’t exist.
This was the scene that Sion, no, Altair had hoped for.
Though it wasn’t quite one hundred percent satisfactory yet, it was progressing correctly toward that goal.
[It’s a good scene.]
“Right?”
[But Human, aren’t you missing something important?]
“…Hm?”
Something important all of a sudden?
[The craftsmen you brought to make my artificial body. You just left abruptly, so aren’t they just being neglected?]
“Ah.”
Only then did Sion remember them and droop his head.
“That’s right?”
Right, I should take care of those guys too?
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