The Life of a Wise Cult Leader - Chapter 143

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Chapter 143

 

Professor Ellara dragged me to her laboratory while panting heavily.

 

Celestia was genuinely worried. She followed me, saying that if I got dragged away alone by Professor Ellara, I might get skinned down to my toenails.

 

‘She wouldn’t go that far.’

 

Professor Ellara burst open the laboratory door and rushed into the room like an arrow. She told me to sit somewhere and wait, then went deeper into the room where crashing sounds could be heard.

 

This was strange. According to my investigation, Professor Ellara was supposed to be someone with a certain level of refinement and dignity…

 

“Is she always like this?”

 

“Yes.”

 

I glanced around the laboratory. As befitting a mage, there were various items used for magical research, brass experimental equipment, and materials scattered about.

 

Unlike her clumsy and chaotic personality, the laboratory had a certain sense of order to it.

 

‘A saw?’

 

Well, it must be for cutting wooden materials.

 

‘A hammer…?’

 

It must be for processing gems and gemstones…

 

“A scalpel…”

 

“It’s probably used for dissecting frogs.”

 

“I see.”

 

The saw, hammer, and scalpel all had blood on them, so I almost misunderstood. Hahahaha.

 

Besides these, there were various syringes and surgical tools that you’d only see in a hospital. There was also a bed that could restrain a person and various chemicals, but I pretended not to notice.

 

Before long, Professor Ellara burst out. She was wearing a robe like a research coat and some kind of incomprehensible goggle-like glasses.

 

“Could you please sit here for a moment…?”

 

Professor Ellara requested that I sit on that bed with an excited expression.

 

As she spoke, Professor Ellara held terrifying scissors in one hand and an even more terrifying syringe than the one I saw earlier in the other.

 

This was like mad scientist level. No, she definitely seemed to be a mad scientist.

 

They say people become speechless when faced with extreme madness. This was exactly that situation. For the first time since falling into this other world, I was almost overwhelmed by a person…

 

‘This crazy researcher isn’t really planning to skin me down to my feet, is she?’

 

Professor Ellara put down the scissors and syringe on a tray, took out her staff, and began muttering.

 

‘What is she doing?’

 

Perhaps noticing my confusion, Celestia explained.

 

“It’s contamination prevention magic. Professor Ellara developed it independently.”

 

“Now, I’ll just draw a little blood…?”

 

Professor Ellara picked up the syringe with a delighted expression.

 

If that syringe filled up with my blood, I’d probably get anemia. Though I wonder if I’d be okay since I have regeneration.

 

I was fine even when I had one arm cut off, so something like this should be…

 

I obediently offered my arm. After all, I was experienced in having an arm cut off. If things got worse, Celestia would stop her.

 

I rolled up the sleeve of my flowing white clothes. My skin, pale beyond white, was revealed.

 

Professor Ellara grabbed my forearm with steady hands and tried to insert the needle.

 

Screech-

 

“Ah…?”

 

The needle part of the syringe bent without piercing the skin.

 

‘Oh right! Defense Relic passive!’

 

Professor Ellara became even more excited.

 

“This! An intangible energy is taking the form of an unconscious mana array to protect itself! How is this possible? The mana form itself is different from ordinary mana… But touching is fine. Does it only distinguish things that would harm you? Then what about breathing? If it’s mana with cognitive function sophisticated enough to distinguish between playful hitting and actual hitting, then it’s closer to something alive to begin with. I knew it! What I saw at first wasn’t wrong!”

 

Professor Ellara muttered to herself rapidly and then brought my cut hair and some unknown reagent. And also a microscope tuned in a magical style.

 

Then she placed a dish containing the reagent under the microscope and put my cut hair in it. Smoke began rising from the dish containing the hair.

 

‘What is she doing…’

 

I just watched Professor Ellara’s incomprehensible eccentric behavior. Perhaps…

 

‘Sernuan’s new body. A vessel that can contain a soul.’

 

Usually mad scientists make things like Frankenstein or chimeras, so if she does it well, it might work.

 

I stopped just observing and tried asking Professor Ellara various questions.

 

“Why are you doing this?”

 

“What research would you use the blood for?”

 

“Have you used people in research often?”

 

Professor Ellara was absorbed in her own hypothesis and kept ignoring my words. She diligently recorded the experiment contents on paper.

 

“What exactly kind of research are you conducting, and what truth are you pursuing, Professor?”

 

She paused.

 

The hand that was rapidly scribbling on paper stopped. Professor Ellara slowly turned around.

 

“Heh… Isn’t it obvious? To know everything about this world.”

 

Professor Ellara looked up at the ceiling.

 

“How far does that sky extend? What if there’s no end or it goes even further? What exactly are those stars floating in the sky made of and how do they stay up there? How are stars born and how do they set? How did mana come to exist in the first place? How do humans accept that mana so that some use it as magic, some as sorcery, and some as divine power – how does it split that way! This world is infinitely full of unknowable things. I want to know all of it! Everything! But humans have such short lifespans… I feel so sorry for my species. We succeeded in species preservation with short lifespans and large populations, but individual time is far too short. They say the ‘Sage’ was also human – if such a person had lived longer, our world would have progressed one step further. Ultimately, I want the evolution of the human species. To do that, I must start with human creation first!”

 

Ellara was almost consumed by madness. The reason Ellara wasn’t intimidated when she first saw me was obvious. She was already consumed by a madness greater than mine, so I wasn’t frightening to her at all.

 

I’m glad I met Professor Ellara. How could such a perfect card for my needs appear!

 

“Interesting. Would it be alright if I personally supported that research? Using me as a model to try creating a life form like my clone.”

 

I placed one hand on my chest and smiled while meeting her eyes. Professor Ellara slowly raised her goggles up.

 

“I can handle regeneration power close to creation. How about we do joint research together? I won’t spare my power, support, and research cooperation.”

 

Professor Ellara’s eyes widened as she dropped to her knees with a thud. Then she crawled across the floor and grabbed my hands, fondling them.

 

“Wahhh! My god! My god has come to me!”

 

Celestia’s eyebrow twitched beside us.

 

“Huh? Professor Ellara, saying ‘my’ god is a bit unpleasant.”

 

But as if she couldn’t hear Celestia’s words, she kept touching my pants hem and hands while shedding tears.

 

“There’s been no research progress at all!”

 

Ugh, stop whining. I don’t have a hobby of comforting whining people.

 

I gently shook off her hands.

 

“We don’t have time to waste like this, Professor Ellara. I’ll be heading to the Demon Realm soon and won’t visit the Magic Tower for at least another month. Shouldn’t we get to work before then?”

 

“…!”

 

Professor Ellara stopped rubbing her face against my hands, jumped up, and grabbed scissors.

 

Professor Ellara moved the scissors around near my neck. She’s not going to cut my neck off, right?

 

When she looked hesitant, I smiled and said.

 

“I promised to provide research support, so please feel free to experiment on me.”

 

“Then, then…”

 

Professor Ellara grabbed a handful of my hair that had fallen forward and tried to insert scissors to cut it with a snip.

 

But just like the syringe from before, the scissors couldn’t close properly. There was a very small gap between my hair and the scissors. A gap just big enough for a sheet of paper to fit through was blocking the scissors.

 

The Defense Relic is passive by nature. Of course, the system is gone now and I’ve learned my own way of operating skills to some extent, but…

 

‘I’ve never tried turning off the Defense Relic, so I don’t know how to do it.’

 

Professor Ellara threw away the crushed and broken scissors somewhere and touched my hair with her hands.

 

The Defense Relic that had crushed the scissors earlier was obediently letting Professor Ellara’s touch pass through. Professor Ellara’s muttering became more intense.

 

“If you need hair and blood, would it be okay if I tried it myself?”

 

I took new scissors and cut a handful of hair from the side. Professor Ellara received it.

 

As soon as I cut my hair, I could feel it slowly regenerating to its original length.

 

‘I’ve never done blood drawing before.’

 

I guess I just stick the syringe in and pull it up?

 

Celestia was horrified, but I didn’t care and stuck the syringe in to draw blood and handed it over.

 

Hmm, it seems like there are some bubbles in it? Ah, should I have removed the air?

 

The injection mark disappeared cleanly as if it had never been there.

 

The regeneration passive is really amazing. I thought purification was pretty good too, but auto-regeneration is truly incredible…

 

“Is there anything else to do?”

 

After saying that, I was trapped in Professor Ellara’s office for 7 hours.

 

‘Sernuan… Your brother is going this far to save you…’

 

*

 

After being measured and tested in various ways, I was finally able to meet Cardil.

 

“…?”

 

Cardil rubbed his eyes in disbelief at seeing me and Celestia who had come to visit in the middle of the night. His disheveled hair indicated he had come out after sleeping.

 

“It’s been a while, Brother Cardil. Have you been well?”

 

Sorry for waking you up, but you need to come to the Demon Realm with me!

 

“Yes… Well. In the middle of the night… And what business do you have at the Magic Tower?”

 

“I agreed to support the Magic Tower, and the Magic Tower made a small… promise to me.”

 

“The Magic Tower…? Hmm, well… I suppose if it’s an Ascetic…”

 

Cardil was a bit surprised at first, then looked me up and down and nodded as if he understood.

 

“Well then, let me tell you why I came to see Brother Cardil specifically. I shouldn’t steal any more of your precious sleep time.”

 

“Ah, yes…”

 

Cardil reluctantly opened his Magic Tower lodging.

 

Cardil must be a neat person as his lodging was quite tidy. And unlike a man living alone, the room didn’t smell bad either.

 

“I’m going on a business trip to the Demon Realm this time. Officially it’s for ceasefire negotiations and prisoner exchange, but my real purpose is to talk with the Demon King to form an alliance to defeat God. And to obtain another Sacred Relic in the Demon Realm.”

 

Cardil, who was about to bring tea, blinked his eyes.

 

“Hmm…”

 

And he quietly poured tea while talking.

 

“Do you really need me for that…? From what I hear, you have to go to the dangerous Demon Realm and you’re trying to kill God… I don’t think my capabilities are up for it. It doesn’t seem like a situation where I’m absolutely necessary either.”

 

Steam rises from the teacup.

 

“Unless there’s a situation where a patient needs healing, I don’t want to step forward. Even though I receive support from the Main Headquarters, I don’t want to leave my medical center and go all the way to the Demon Realm when I’m already short-handed.”

 

What Cardil was saying was clear.

 

“I’m personally grateful to the Ascetic. For various reasons.”

 

Mm-hmm, so?

 

“I’ll have to decline this matter.”

 

Hm?

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