Chapter 896 – Father’s Values ​​

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Crash, clank.

When the sound of metal parts clashing against each other echoed in the dark prison, Selena and Diora watched with bated breath as the sound echoed.

The sound came from Sigmund’s body, which had lost power and was in a motionless state with his eyes closed.

This is because Attis was modifying his body in order to release the magical power that was attached to his body.

For Artis himself, it was the first time in his life that he had touched a human being whose organs had been replaced by machines, something more alien than any technology he had known.

Fortunately, I should say that it is fortunate that removing and inserting the parts itself was not that difficult.

However – the feel you can feel at your fingertips.

The feeling of cold, hard, and inorganic parts coming out of the human body was a bit unpleasant even for Artis.

The fact that the magic furnace is replacing the heart shows that when you place your hand on Sigmund’s limp body, it looks like he is asleep, but there is no pulse, and he is not breathing.

Are the organs that slowly decay if oxygen is not supplied to the body through the blood protected by some force?

Otherwise, have all the organs important for human activity already been replaced by machines?

Probably the latter.

At the point where the face was split in half, and half of it was made up of a mechanical skeleton, it was possible to clearly see how much biological tissue was left in the body even without removing all the facial skin.

If this happened, maybe the brain…

Even though Artis was thinking about this, he did not stop his hands and finally carefully pulled out the lines connected to the magic furnace and pulled them out of Sigmund’s body.

The mechanical part that is silent and silent, without emitting any light.

‘Can humans who move like this really be called ‘humans’?’

When Attis thought that it was his own flesh and blood, he burst out laughing in bewilderment.

In any case, the extraction of magic power was successful.

All that was left was to charge this magic furnace using the machine that Selena and Diora brought with them.

“Is that magical power? “It’s not something that would fit into a human body.”

When Artis walked out with the magic furnace, Diora spoke in a slightly absurd tone.

A dodecahedral mechanical part the size of an adult male’s fist made of dark red metal.

It is definitely not an item that can be placed in the human body.

“Diora, be careful with your words and actions. But first… He might be her father?”

When Selena gave Diora a small scolding, Artis shook her head and smiled bitterly.

“You don’t have to be that considerate. Even if it was your father, he was now a member of a criminal group, right? Besides, I have the same thoughts as her.”

While saying that, Artis trudged on, approached the machine placed in front of the prison, and inserted the magic furnace using the same technique as when removing it.

All that was left was to supply magic power to the magic furnace through this machine.

＂Okay, then…＂

Artis picks up what looks like a hose extending from the machine and hands it to Selena and Diora.

＂Magic attribute supply. Please do me a favor.”

＂Eeh-?＂

Diora reacted with disapproval to Attis’ words.

“Having to use my precious magic power to help that criminal move…”

If the other person was a poor girl, she would have been happy to supply magical power…

Diora, who does not hide her usual temperament.

However, Selena glanced at Diora through the corner of her eye and received the hose from Artis.

＂For the sake of interrogation, there is nothing we can do about it! Don’t complain. You too!”

Hold Diora’s hand and have her hold on to the other hose.

“Supply magical power until I say it’s okay. Don’t worry. Because I don’t plan on filling it up.”

When Artis said that, Diora sighed as if she had no choice, and Selena nodded her head and started blowing her magical power toward the hose with enthusiasm.

It was after that I heard the sound of mechanical parts moving.

The needle indicating the amount of charge on the cleaning machine was moving quickly and had already made half a turn.

“Now, wait a minute. The amount of magic attribute supplied is too much…!?”

Even as Artis mumbled, he saw that half of the remaining half lap had passed, and he raised his voice.

＂S-Stop! This is enough!”

“Oh my, is it over already? It doesn’t seem like a lot of magic was put into it…”

Selena muttered curiously as she stopped supplying her magic to Artis’ urgent voice, and Artis spoke to her.

＂I can’t believe it already… I’ve already charged about 90% of my magic power. If this isn’t ‘a lot’, then how much magic power is there? The court wizard of the kingdom…”

“What. If it’s charged, there’s no problem, right? Let’s wake him up quickly, interrogate him quickly, and get it over with. I also want to go see Amelia quickly~＂

When Diora, who had stayed at her station to clean up after her attack, crossed her hands and wriggled her body, Artis and Selena looked at her with disbelief. Br〉

One person is enough for a lolicon.

＂Okay…＂

Artis responded as if he had no choice, and when he separated the magic channel from the machine once again, he was able to see that, unlike before, it was showing a blue-colored magic response inside.

The magical power contained within it was similar to the amount of magical energy possessed by an ordinary skilled wizard.

It makes sense to ask what happened to Selena, who wasn’t even out of breath even after being supplied with this magic power.

Well… With noble blood, does a court wizard have to do something like this?

Carefully wrap the magic furnace with both hands so as not to drop it, then insert it into Sigmund’s body once again.

When the cable sticks, snaps, and begins to return to its original position, magical energy begins to be transmitted to various parts of the unconscious person’s body, centered around the magical power path.

＂Heh!＂

And when Sigmund suddenly opens his eyes and moves his body, Artis is startled by his reaction and tries to step back, but ends up hitting his butt.

＂Kuh… It hurts…! It’s moving suddenly. Isn’t there a power button or something…?”

Sigmund, who discovered that there was a woman he had never seen speaking like that in front of him, quickly rolled his eyes, checked his surroundings, and tried to understand the situation.

＂W-This place… Was it stopped because the magic power was cut off…?＂

Apparently, he was muttering as if he was trying to remember what happened before the power stopped, but looking at him, he looked like a madman lost in thought.

“But, in order to recharge with magical energy, you will need the fortress’ facilities… Uh, how?”

“If that’s the case, I brought it from the fortress. I did it on purpose to wake you up.”

As Artis spoke to the struggling Sigmund, he stood up from where he had been sitting.

What is your own expression looking at him?

Even Attis himself was not sure.

Contempt? Or… Pity? Or, curiosity?

When I saw my father, who I reunited with after ten years, changed so much, it seemed like he was no longer my father, but something else wearing his father’s skin.

No, maybe it’s easier to think of it that way.

And, Sigmund also made eye contact with the woman who stood up in front of him and opened her mouth with a little embarrassment.

“Who are you?”

That’s right.

＂Ha.＂

At those words, Attis let out a dry laugh from his mouth as if he himself was dumbfounded.

No, didn’t you know?

Selena and Diora talked about it.

When Lila questioned him, he said he had no such thing as a daughter.

So, even if she sees herself when she opens her eyes.

I was expecting that I wouldn’t be able to recognize who it was.

He should have already known it all, but when it actually happened right before his eyes, he unconsciously heard a ‘thud’ sound in his chest, as if something was falling.

Ah, I see.

I still had some hope and regrets.

After Attis had figured out her state of mind, she pulled out a second piece of tobacco from her breast pocket and put it in her mouth.

And she speaks in a low voice.

“I am Artis. Artis Slainen. Even though I have the same last name as you. Perhaps you are a human being who has nothing to do with me.”

＂…?＂

In response to Artis’ words, Sigmund seemed to have no idea what she meant by saying that.

Seeing that, Attis turned around and walked out of the prison, laughing.

“Ruler. With this, the members of this exiled church also woke up. If you’re going to interrogate, do whatever you want.”

“Is it okay, Artis? It would be better for you to be together too…”

When Selena said that, Artis could only laugh and shake his head.

“Even if I were there, I wouldn’t have anything to ask other than technical questions. That person over there is not the ‘Sigmund Sleinen’ I know.”

He is simply an exiled member of the cult who has taken over his existence.

When Artis said that, Selena kept her mouth shut for a moment.

Then, she took out a book from her bag and handed it to Artis.

＂This is…?＂

＂Well, that is!＂

At the same time that Artis was asking Selena about the identity of her book, Sigmund also admitted it and tried to get up from her seat.

However, even for a short while, with my bound body, I was unable to get up from my seat properly.

“Here’s what I found in the fortress’ archives. First… It was written by that man…”

＂Give me back my book!＂

Ignoring Sigmund’s voice coming from beside her, she looked at the book handed to her for a moment and then picked it up.

Then, take a quick look at the cover and look at the contents inside.

The contents inside were similar to her father’s journal, that is, her research journal.

＂… I already have an item with the same content.＂

Therefore, Artis returned it to Selena.

Although she had to admit that the content of this book went a little further than her own research journal.

Even so, her pride did not allow her to read this and do so with her own knowledge.

It wasn’t like I was stubborn or anything like that.

It wasn’t disrespect or hatred towards the man who didn’t recognize him or anything like that.

Her own father died.

When she died, she left behind something she had devoted her entire life to researching, which she took over and continues to this day.

In the research diary, if you lose your life or have an unfortunate accident during research.

There was a letter attached that said she would please pass it on to her own daughter.

And inside the letter, the following words were left behind.

If Artis were to take over this research journal, she was presented with two options.

The first is that, leaving her daughter and wife to wander around, she does not want them to end up like herself, preoccupied only with her studies, so she buries this research journal deep in the warehouse and goes on her own path. 〉

Perhaps, he knew the hardships that would await him at the end, along with the misfortune that would befall him, and he may have hoped that her daughter would not follow the same path as him.

And another way is to hope that Artis will take over this research log and one day be able to see the end of his research.

As a researcher, Sigmund would have been more relieved than anyone else if his daughter, who was his own blood, would take over the work he had not finished.

Myself as a father and myself as a researcher.

Attis, who was conflicted between two values, chose the latter after reading his father’s letter.

So – the man in front of me who suddenly appeared with my father’s name and father’s face was not ‘Sigmund Sleinen’.

She realizes that her father left this world, leaving behind both his heart and his dreams in a worn-out notebook.

＂Sigmund over there is no big deal either.＂

That was a courtesy to my dead father.