The Baby Who Regressed Refuses Childcare - Chapter 215

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“We need to cut it off.”

At Father’s words, Shasha raised his head.

Father examined Shasha’s shoulder nonchalantly and added.

“The wound is too deep and old. The inflammation and skin adhesion seem severe too. It looks like it’s been at least 10 years.”

Father stared at Shasha with sharp eyes.

“It’s only natural since the blood vessels and flesh have healed in a form that wraps around the magical device embedded in the body.”

Shasha closed his mouth.

He soon answered quietly in a subdued voice.

“You’re like a ghost. It’s probably been exactly that long, 10 years.”

My expression darkened.

According to the research records I had stolen a glimpse of in my previous life, Shasha was three years older than me.

‘So… he went through that at ten years old, and now he’s about twenty.’

“If you implant a magical device before the body is fully grown, this is inevitable.”

Father activated something beside him.

Then a strange yellowish-green light shot out from it, illuminating Shasha’s arm.

Soon Shasha’s skin began to become transparent, revealing what was inside.

“…Damn bastards.”

Finally, curses burst from Shasha’s mouth.

I was equally at a loss for words.

The inside of Shasha’s right arm was horrifically gruesome.

Thick metal rods were embedded in the twisted bones here and there, and the blood vessels centered around them were grotesquely clumped together.

Most of all, there wasn’t just one or two pieces of magical device debris inside his skin.

‘…It’s like an ant hill.’

Large and small metal fragments were spread wide and deep like broken glass shards.

“It’s not their arm!”

Shasha shouted angrily.

He was so furious that both his eyes were trembling greatly.

This must have been the first time Shasha was properly seeing the condition of his own arm.

Father wiped away the blood that began flowing from Shasha’s shoulder and spoke again.

“Just cut it off. It’s impossible to completely remove this.”

Shasha gasped for breath and raised his gaze.

Then he gritted his teeth and said.

“I don’t want to cut it off.”

Father narrowed his brow.

Father crossed his arms for a moment, then lightly touched Shasha’s shoulder.

Immediately Shasha’s jaw stiffened.

“You’re in this much pain just from a touch. You want to keep this for life? This thing?”

Shasha’s eyes wavered.

However, he clenched his left hand into a fist and answered.

“With one arm, I can’t do proper experiments or research, can I?”

Father closed his mouth.

“That’s all I have left. I never had family from birth, and those Longton bastards ruined what healthy body I had like this. What’s more frustrating is that there’s no one left to take revenge on.”

Anger settled in Shasha’s eyes.

“The night the Duke’s Castle burned, all the guys who experimented on my arm died.”

After finishing his words, Shasha pushed away Father’s hand and pulled down his right sleeve.

“Thank you for caring. Honestly, I was moved. When I was young, a girl from the same beggar gang saw my arm once, and she immediately ran away calling me a monster.”

“…”

“Because of that, I had to move around different areas for a while.”

Shasha got down from the research desk.

And he bowed his waist to me.

“Thank you for not being surprised after seeing this.”

Then he nodded toward Father.

“Thank you too, Department Head of Magical Studies, for examining it.”

And then he headed toward the exit with a light heart as if he had no regrets.

That’s when it happened.

“I can make that more usable.”

Father said casually.

Shasha stopped in his tracks.

“I can’t completely remove it, but I can precisely connect the metals scattered in your flesh.”

“…”

“I can make it into something useful.”

Theo’s gaze flashed sharply.

He could feel an agile pulse beneath the skin touching Shasha’s wrist.

“Starting with the bones.”

When he closed his eyes, the sensation at his fingertips became even more vivid.

A drop of cold sweat ran down the back of his neck.

‘…It’s been a while since I’ve directly operated magical power.’

Even before Crookiatus died, Theo didn’t enjoy using his innate power.

He had magical power in his body and could do quite a lot with it, but.

‘Such humans are monsters.’

He hated the feeling that the moment he used his abilities, he would have to admit he wasn’t human.

So it was a power he had only used when absolutely necessary, or in the process of making magical devices, but,

“Shasha. Stay strong.”

His gaze turned to Annellia beside him.

Annellia was looking at Shasha with tears welling up.

Shasha was gripping the research desk with his other hand, his jaw clenched as he seemed to be in considerable pain.

“Bear with it. I’ll finish as quickly as possible.”

Theo calmed his breathing and concentrated again.

The magical power he sent from his fingertips passed between blood vessels, nerves, and scattered metals.

Soon he felt a thick metal column that was half adhered to bone and half to blood vessels.

He created a network of magical connections between them, used his ability to convert them to metal, then pulled instantaneously.

“…Agh.”

Shasha let out a short groan.

At the same time, blood dripped onto the research desk.

Theo opened his eyes.

He stopped the bleeding on Shasha’s arm and inserted a syringe into the area he had just sutured.

It was an injection made by mixing Lubarinna and Lubaven into liquid form.

“Huff, huff…”

Shasha was staring at the ceiling with a dazed expression.

When Theo stood up, Shasha muttered.

“…I think my molars are cracked.”

“That’s why I told you to bite down on something. You were the one who acted carelessly saying you could endure it.”

Shasha closed and opened his eyes.

And even after getting up from his seat, he was gasping for breath.

“This is incomparable to the disinfecting and bandaging I’ve been doing.”

He looked up at Theo in a daze.

“But I have to do this for several months? Every day at that?”

Theo nodded.

“You saw it yourself. How much metal is scattered inside your arm. To connect that, find its proper place and fix it. Furthermore, to make it work, that much time is naturally required.”

Shasha’s eyes grew quite serious.

Theo spoke quietly.

“If you want to quit, it would be better to quit now.”

“I won’t quit.”

Then Shasha raised his head and looked directly at Theo.

“You said only the Magic Department Head could do this, right? That no one else could do something like this.”

His orange eyes sparkled with light.

“The more I think about it, the more amazing it is. Without using a single magic tool, without even cutting the skin. To connect two fragments inside like that.”

Theo shook his head back and forth.

It was when a sudden cold breeze came in and he was wrapping a blanket around Annellia’s shoulders.

“Then since we’re doing this anyway, couldn’t you attach something incredible?”

Then a slightly excited voice was heard.

Theo frowned and turned his head.

“I heard that offensive magic tools have been developing tremendously lately. With more sea monsters appearing, airships have been created, and shock cannons too.”

Shasha’s words were true.

And the person leading the development of magic tools was Theo himself.

‘The place where the Magic Tower once stood, Debokio Island.’

Centered around that place, which had now become Crukiatus’ Nest, the frequency of sea monster appearances was steadily increasing.

Most people clicked their tongues or wondered if the world was ending.

But all the key figures of House Abner knew the fundamental reason why such things were happening.

‘The day Crukiatus awakens is approaching.’

And the fact that it was already creating this many sea monsters might be a hint that the evil dragon had become stronger than before.

“Couldn’t you attach something like that to my arm too? If I have to endure pain so severe my teeth might break, I’d like to get satisfying results while I’m at it.”

Theo pondered for a moment.

Installing a powerful offensive magic tool that was already designed into Shasha’s arm wouldn’t be too difficult.

Once he stabilized the direct connection points scattered within the flesh, the rest would be easy.

But…

“How can I trust you enough to attach something so incredible?”

Great power generally comes with corresponding responsibility and consequences.

Just look at how Crukiatus once disrupted the Underworld with his godlike power.

“I will serve the Academy Director, Lady Annellia, someday.”

However, at the answer that followed, Theo froze momentarily.

“My goal is to rise to the position where Sir Owen currently stands. When that day comes, I will serve Lady Annellia from the closest position.”

Annellia’s eyes widened, and Theo closed his mouth.

He soon looked intently into Shasha’s eyes.

“…I see.”

Twenty years old.

A boy who had spent an unfortunate childhood and said he found his only goal at the research institute Annellia established.

And Annellia was a daughter who greatly resembled Isabel.

A child with the mysterious power to make everyone unable to help but love her.

‘So I was checking to see if he might dare harbor romantic feelings.’

Shasha’s gaze wasn’t like that.

“You don’t just respect my daughter, you worship her.”

A meaningful smile crossed Theo’s lips.

“You chose your target very well.”

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