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“Of course not an autopsy! It means a physical examination involving a small blood draw and tissue biopsy.”
Sereraji said excitedly, like a group of academy cadets going on a field trip.
The student standing next to him, a former gangster, and the black-haired Topiol pulling out a surgical knife and forceps must be an illusion.
I unconsciously took a step back.
“Sister. Stand there for a moment.”
There is madness in Sereraji's eyes.
“It’s really amazing. Purification and absorption. I need to figure it out somehow. How much stronger are the scales? What is crystallization? How did you gain control over elementalization?”
There was heat in Marcus' eyes.
“I really want to know too.”
The disciples of Sereraji and Marcus surrounded me and approached me one step at a time.
“Your Highness!”
“Please follow me obediently!”
“You let me sleep for four hours so I could focus on my experiment!”
There were more of them than I thought, and their momentum was fierce.
I reflexively called out the name of one of the knights.
“Lord Tentia! Lord Tentia!”
But she had just given me a month-long vacation.
“Valentine! Run away!”
Rudy shouted, blocking my way.
Just as her hand was digging into the side where the dagger was hidden, Sereraji struck the floor with her staff.
“It’s Medusa’s bonds!”
Then a stone snake sprang out from the ground and wrapped itself around Rudy's entire body.
“Huh?”
Sereraji's disciples quickly lifted Rudy up and moved him to one side.
I took three more steps back, and then I felt something hit my back, and I shut my eyes tightly.
“Okay. Let’s go, let’s go.”
Now that it's come to this, I just pray that it ends quickly.
The laboratory was on the 6th floor.
Because it was a stone building built so high, each floor was high, I could already see the surrounding buildings by the time I reached the 6th floor.
“Sister. But why did you build the examination room on the 6th floor?”
Of course, this tower did not have an elevator using wind magic like the Ivory Tower, and Celerazi was a wizard who did not like to move his body.
I couldn't think of any reason to build a laboratory on the fifth floor that would require frequent access.
“There’s a reason for everything.”
Then the cold-hearted wizard smiled sinisterly and glanced at the priest of the Gwangmyeong Church who was following us at the back of the group of disciples and assistants.
“Lord!”
He too was panting as if he was out of breath.
Sereraji said in a witch-like voice.
“Why would I care about making things easy for those guys? It feels so good to see them gasping for air.”
I helped mobilize the court nobles to reform church law in order to prevent the church and Marcus from joining hands to drive the imperial family into a corner.
Now the church could go in and observe any place where erosion or ancient experiments were being conducted.
So, if you think about it, the reason Sereraji is climbing the stairs like this is my fault.
“You’re panting too, sister.”
“Shut up. It’s better if we pant together.”
“Wouldn’t it be best if only that priest were gasping for breath?”
Seraeraji smiled brightly, which didn't suit her.
“Of course. Do you have any good ideas?”
I lightly extended my hand.
“Would you like to hear it?”
Sereraji looked me up and down with her yellow eyes.
It was a look that seemed both expectant and distrustful.
“If you had said, ‘Don’t you want to hug me?’, I would have shocked you with electricity. But if you said, ‘Would you listen to me?’, I thought you were trying to help me without any feelings, so I’m tempted. If you think about it another way, am I an object? It’s annoying.”
“So should I listen or not?”
“… … After the examination is over and it is proven that you have perfect control over your spiritization, then I will ask you to do it. Right now, I am afraid that if you go up, your hands will suddenly turn translucent and you will fall on your butt on the stone steps.”
By the time Sererajia started using her staff for real support instead of magic, and I couldn't stand to watch her, so I hugged her to my side, we had reached the sixth floor.
“It’s so fu*king tall.”
“Don’t forget what you designed….”
* * *
The sixth floor examination room was slightly cool, faced north so there was no sunlight, and the white floor was spotless without a speck of dust.
On one side, there were test tubes, various flasks, reagents, and medicinal herbs on a long table, and on the other side, there were dissecting tables, laboratory tables, large and small pots, and heating devices.
When Sereraji clapped his hands twice, all the disciples opened their robes and wrapped themselves in white robes.
“I will now begin the physical examination of my half-brother Valencianus. It is not often that one gets to see the body of a Dragon Blood Emperor, so everyone should concentrate.”
“Oh. That’s cool.”
“You’re not allowed to talk from now on.”
"why?"
“Isn’t it true that test subjects aren’t supposed to be able to talk?”
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“If you touch me again, I’ll bite off your finger.”
“That’s a little scary, so I’ll have to ask Marcus to catch it.”
Marcus's eyes widened.
“Why am I being dragged in all of a sudden?”
I spoke on Marcus' side.
“That prosthetic hand has nerves connected to it so it can feel pain.”
Sereraji smiled faintly.
“Isn’t it okay if I can just cut it off?”
The priest looked at us blankly, holding a piece of paper and a pen.
I glanced at him and said.
“If any problem arises, don’t try to handle it on your own, but go to the cathedral right away and call the saint. I’m a little embarrassed to say it myself, but I think it’s a little dangerous.”
The priest nodded, and Sereraji gestured.
“Take it off.”
There were also several large mirrors here so I could see my body.
I unbuttoned my white uniform and wide belt, set them aside, and took off the shirt Rudy had ironed for me every morning.
The body reflected in the mirror was stronger than I thought.
The skin was smooth and white, with prominent tendons, muscle fibers, and blue veins.
Her waist was thin, her chest and shoulders were bulging like rocks, and her stomach and sides were lined with ribs and delicate muscles.
His body looked thick and strong, with his latissimus dorsi muscles clearly visible between his armpits.
Unlike before the regression, there was not a single scar.
It seemed like I could easily reach that level by the time I was in my forties.
Of course, this is assuming that you don't get swallowed up by Yongsim until then.
Gulp, the sound of several of Sereraji's disciples and Marcus' assistants swallowing could be heard.
I quickly hammered in the nails.
“The lower part is not taken off.”
“I didn’t even think of doing it.”
“Can I just grab that guy who just sighed in regret and throw him outside?”
“You can do whatever you want after we’re done. Okay. First, try to get the verb to start.”
Sereraji approached, adjusting his cone-shaped hat.
Behind her, her blonde-haired disciple Lorraine and her red-haired, half-shaven disciple Topiol approached, carrying various reagents and surgical instruments.
I slowly raised the spirit of the verb.
Originally, the scales and horns would sprout in fits and starts, but now I could control them.
A golden aura gathered on the palm of his hand, and the pupil reflected in the mirror split vertically.
Sereraji looked questioning.
“I was just trying to pull out the scales, why did I stop here?”
“Try to raise a dragon. Now you can do it without wearing scales.”
“It’s much more stable. Okay. Then try raising the scales.”
I reabsorbed the energy of the dragon's words, and created several translucent dark red scales on the back of my hand.
It felt like the color was darker and thicker than before.
“It’s going to hurt.”
“Excuse me.”
Topiol, a former cadet gangster, thrust his shaved head forward.
As I was contemplating whether I should push this away or not, I felt a tingling sensation on the back of my hand.
Three scales came out of Toupiol's pincers.
“You’re good with your hands.”
"thank you."
The blonde witch, Lorraine, inserted a needle into the spot and began drawing blood.
“I’ll just pull out a little.”
“How much is just a little bit?”
“Enough to fill up that bottle.”
The glass bottle looked to be roughly 10L.
“If you don’t want to die for murdering a member of the royal family, change the bottle to a smaller one.”
“Yes, Your Majesty.”
* * *
While the blood draw was taking place, I watched as Sereraji and Marcus led their disciples.
“It’s not that reagent, it’s this reagent.”
“I’ll bring you the data on the final strength measurement.”
“We’re going to measure the changes in blood components right away, so prepare the reagents.”
There was no hesitation in their gestures and instructions, and the experiment seemed easy.
“Please put the crystals in the erosion-blocking magic tool.”
“We will cross-check here.”
“Bring me the circuit diagram to be transplanted to the mechanical engineer.”
And when something looks easy, it means you're doing it very well.
“Why are you looking at me like that?”
Sereraji glanced at me as she passed electricity through her scales for a while.
I said with a snicker.
“Just because I like the look of it.”
It was a landscape I created.
“Shut up, it’s disgusting. What do you like about this?”
Sereraji rolled her eyes.
“Even if I coax you to pluck out the scales, it’ll be a mess. If not me, where else are you going to get dragon scales?”
I raised my chin and spoke back.
“Hmm. That’s true.”
Sereraji came again with tongs.
“I have to collect the crystals too. I’ll try to use Az’s power too.”
“Ah. This feels weird.”
I brought the power of Kuit Az to the surface.
The energy flowing from the heart grew through the scales.
Snap.
The white hand cracked like gold porcelain, and red crystals grew one by one from the cracks.
“Lord.”
The priest made the sign of the cross while muttering in a distraught voice, his disciples and assistants looked at me with excited eyes, and Sereraji and Marcus laughed in satisfaction.
“Didn’t you say this is combined with spiritization?”
“Yes. Because it changes part of the body.”
In Sereraji, he pulled out crystals that were larger than his fingers as if he was harvesting them, and Marcus used his magic tool to check if any erosive energy or mental waves were flowing out of the crystals.
“No problem. You can transplant it right away without any separate purification. It will also be easy to strengthen the machine knights using resonance.”
His black eyes sparkled with enthusiasm, and his prosthetic hand and fingers twitched as if they wanted to touch the machine at any moment.
Sereraji glanced at the priest and frowned.
“It’s a bit unsettling. Isn’t it a headache if the church guys are holding you back?”
The priest was reciting the Lord's Prayer with a face that seemed to have seen something unseen.
His eyes looked as if he wanted to run to the heresy investigation and the dormitory right away and report me to Sereraji.
I shrugged and answered.
“Then go and get it verified. What? Rudy. Can you go to the villa and bring me a bag of gold coins?”
“Who are you talking to?”
“Saint Matthew.”
The priest began to cough like crazy.
* * *
“I declare in the name of the god of light that the old thing called Kuiz Azra was not an uncompromising entity, but that it was completely absorbed by the Grand Duke of Valencianus, and that all ego disappeared and became a single function.”
I donated a sack of gold coins, and Mateos purified and analyzed me from head to toe.
“Thank you, Saint.”
The conclusion was as above.
Mateos stared at me with his pitch-black eyes and let out a soft sigh.
“Yongchan, Jeongryung, now you even devour the old. The Grand Duke… … doesn’t look back.”
Don't look back, La.
As someone who has been around for 40 years, these were words that I couldn't quite relate to.
I said, trying to cover it up with a laugh.
“We’ve come too far.”
“How much stronger have you become now?”
“Quite Az wasn’t the old aggressive thing. It was just something that was better than what it was supposed to be.”
I summoned a fire spirit and had him light all the extinguished candles.
A small spirit in the shape of a boy with bird wings flew around the room and disappeared with a bang.
Mateos looked at the sight as if it was a strange sight, and lowered his voice slightly.
“The Doroisen side is progressing without any problems. The faithful believers have started to participate in the government, and the den of the Encroachers is being searched. It seems that we will be able to find out all the masterminds soon.”
“Thank you, Saint.”
“And I will give special consideration to those who sent spies mixed in with the purification bottle.”
The fact that there were imperial spies among the purification troops also meant that the imperial family would not interfere with the activities of the purification troops.
Swaying.
In an instant, all the candles flickered, and the black saint smiled coldly.
He too has become a skilled manipulator of this kind of calculation.
"thank you."
I was just saying that.
On the way back to the workshop in the carriage, I gave Marcus an order.
“How long will it take to strengthen the machine knights with my crystal shards now?”
“It will probably take six months.”
“One month. Is that possible?”
“Have you ever seen such a loser… … . Yes. I will do it.”