I’m not going to die

84 – Experiment (3)

After the face-to-face meeting with the dean, I had a conversation with the brave for the first time in a long time.

“Then are the two of us moving for peace talks?”

“Perhaps?”

I’m not sure.

If we said we were going to leave alone like this, would they really let us go?

It seems like it will follow no matter what.

It is also an important issue.

When I gave a clear answer, the hero nodded and asked another question.

“Is Argal thinking of joining the warrior party?”

The warrior seems to have asked me after a little deep thought.

Because the companions of the warrior party she was supposed to be with in the future were important opponents who would decide the fate of mankind.

No matter how much I cooperated with the hero, and although I did a lot of actions that gave me some trust, being a hero’s party is another matter.

Even if you were given enormous honor and benefits as a companion of a hero, it was not given to you individually, and you had to be determined to sacrifice yourself.

If personal prosperity and life are important, I wouldn’t want to enter.

Fran was extreme, Asher was in a special environment, and Swordsman was seeking honor, so each wanted to join the party of heroes.

No matter how strong it was, no matter how helpful it was to the warriors’ party, I couldn’t guarantee that I would join the warriors’ party unconditionally.

The hero asked me based on such anxiety.

In a way, that’s fortunate.

For the hero, the existence of me is essential for the warrior party.

It met the required reliability.

“I’m willing to go in if you want.”

“…Then really, I’m glad.”

The warrior sighed in relief and closed his eyes.

With a sense of relief, she nodded her head happily.

Did I feel that much joy when I answered that I would gladly join the warrior party?

If there was a problem, that joy would make you feel betrayed.

The hero was still standing on the scale.

If you recklessly become stronger, the demon king will become stronger as well.

So I had to stop the hero from getting stronger.

If there is an opportunity to steal the Holy Sword, I intend to hinder the growth of the hero.

…Or inform the hero of this fact, so that the hero can control it so that it does not become stronger on its own.

If there is a problem, if the hero knows this fact and is artificially weakened, the demon king will use the unwritten rule to break the contract of balance.

She’s not slow to notice, so she’ll only notice that the hero noticed.

Then you can’t take advantage of it.

As naturally as possible, I wanted to weaken the hero and use the weakening of the demon king through that.

I was worried about which method to use, but I didn’t forget what I had to do.

I promised a human experiment with Professor Ophelia, and I have to finish the experiment quickly so I can participate in the peace negotiations.

“I will go, warrior.”

“Go. Argal, see you later.”

After saying goodbye to her, I immediately moved on.

Perhaps because Professor Ophelia was so unusual, when I asked her name and asked where the laboratory was, the students and professors answered with strange faces.

Why the hell was she visiting her lab?

Is the warrior party the root of all evil?

Wouldn’t all of them be normal?

Among the warrior parties I saw, Professor Ophelia, who was on the quiet side, was also not ordinary.

Certainly, the entrance to her laboratory was unusual.

She was using the entire building as a laboratory.

When I entered the entrance, I saw a neat space.

Even if you don’t manage yourself, are you saying that laboratory management is thorough?

I couldn’t help but admire the various equipments that were spread out as I moved.

Each one of them is an experimental instrument with value comparable to a relic, so how does the academy bring it in?

“Would you be willing to pay for the academy even if you were only half here?”

“So, I got it all with my own money.”

Professor Ophelia walked calmly and appeared in front of me.

Considering that she is about to transcend, there will be no shortage of resources.

Professor Ophelia pushed her face right in front of my face to the point where it was burdensome.

“Mmm.”

She didn’t know what she was thinking, but after observing me closely, she nodded and said,

“Looks good again.”

“…Is that the conclusion you came up with after looking so intently at it?”

“Then you judge your immortality with your eyes? I don’t even have a magic eye, I’m just observing my appearance.”

Who in the world observes appearance like that.

Anyway, I sighed at her peculiarity.

It was different in the past.

Before the regression, I didn’t take care of my body at all, so I was just a corpse walking around, and I couldn’t look good.

At that time, if you had a conversation with me only with interest in immortality, are you interested in appearance now?

He seems like the kind of person who doesn’t care about his appearance the most.

She stretched out my cheeks and murmured.

“Looks like you don’t have any blemishes. What’s the secret to skin care?”

“…just because I’m young.”

“Well, it’s not that young.”

Ophelia nodded and turned her back.

As she stepped forward, she brought out what I needed to do.

“I understand what you intend to experiment with. The coexistence of black magic and magic has been impossible until now, rather than impossible at all, there has been no attempt at all.”

“…If you do something wrong, you will die, so is there any magician who can do it?”

“Besides, there are only a very small number of people who can perform the experiment, and a wizard who knows how to handle both black magic and magic of a certain level should be the material for the human experiment, but is that possible? It’s an experiment that makes no sense.”

And why would a high-level wizard risk his life in an emergency?

I don’t feel the need to mix black magic to the point of committing suicide.

Warlocks also don’t feel the need to deal with magic.

Everyone didn’t do it because they thought it was impossible, but in reality, it’s an area that no one has even tried.

It could have been.

If you give it a try, it may open up possibilities that you couldn’t see on the surface.

Professor Ophelia stares at me.

“But are you here? And yet not die.”

Her eyes were full of interest.

How many intellectual benefits can be gained from this experiment?

I got goosebumps and crossed my arms.

“Then what are you going to do from now on?”

“Put on the clothes first.”

I felt a sense of rejection when I saw that he had taken out the white lab coat right away.

But what I did.

I can’t turn back from here.

After lightly changing into my lab coat, I came out and greeted Ophelia’s professor.

…It seems that her gaze has become more sinister, but it must be because of her mood.

“I’ll start with the basic measurements, look at how much demonic energy and mana there are in the body, and then design it. Your purpose is to create a mana circle that can accept black magic, right?”

“hit.”

“In that case, I should make the practice method from scratch. It will take quite a while in terms of time, so you will have to wait.”

If so, it seemed difficult to obtain a mana circle before the peace talks due to schedule.

…certainly not possible in a week.

Today, I simply measured my body and finished.

The rest is up to Ophelia.

She mobilized all her knowledge and began to create a new circle that would not oppose Magi.

Ophelia also made another request.

“I’ll just look at your upper body for a second.”

“…for what?”

“While I’m making a new circle practice method, I’m trying to match it perfectly with you.”

“Isn’t there a record of physical measurements?”

“That’s not enough, you have to check it with your own eyes.”

That’s why I was saying to take off my top because I was going to see my bare skin.

It didn’t matter much.

It wasn’t that her argument was wrong anyway, and if I was going to make a custom circle for me, it was right to make it properly.

It’s just that her gaze is a little insidious.

…is this okay?

“…what a good thing.”

I thought so and removed the upper body.

I couldn’t eat properly anyway, so I could see a skinny body without a single muscle.

As if the sullen look from earlier was a lie, she calculated the formula in an instant, taking accurate measurements.

The professor nods and gives me some advice.

“I think it would be better to increase your muscle mass. No matter how much a wizard doesn’t need to use his body, a healthy body will make your head turn quickly and your reaction speed to increase.”

“…I know that. But there are limits.”

Basically, I don’t eat well.

Why do people eat and sleep?

Because if you don’t, you die.

But the immortal me had no such desire.

I don’t build muscle because I don’t eat well.

“Then there is no muscle because of lack of appetite. You mean this?”

“hit.”

“I just got some good stuff.”

Professor Ophelia took out a potion and held it.

Her main job is magic, but I knew that she often used alchemy as a side job.

“It’s an appetite-stimulating potion.”

“…why do you have such a thing?”

“It was requested a long time ago when the owner of the pagoda, and the first lady of the noble duke had no appetite, so she needed it.”

She naturally gave me a batch of potions.

In any case, if my muscle mass increases, it’s a good thing for me.

Am but still, you can’t be weaker than Fran.

I came out of the lab for the last time taking her potion.

The professor gave me a potion and the way he looked at me was really sinister, but I didn’t really care.

I wasn’t originally that kind of person, but I’m worried because he’s become more active.

I haven’t done much, but I feel exhausted.

After moving heavy steps, I turned around when I felt someone following me from behind.

“Come out.”

“…Who, did you notice?”

How can you not know that you are following me so openly?

Asher was called by the dean, and it seems that he followed me to the laboratory right after that.

“I’m going back to the dormitory, so why did you follow me all the way here?”

“Are you just worried?”

“There’s something to worry about inside the academy.”

“…I’m not worried in that sense.”

Then what are you worried about?

When I thought about it, nothing came to mind.

Asher brought out what he was worried about.

“That professor looked at you suspiciously… . Besides, it was just the two of us.”

“I didn’t really do anything inside.”

I had to take off my clothes to see my upper body, but I didn’t do anything.

Asher breathed a sigh of relief after believing my words, and clung to my back.

“Argal is weak, so you must protect him.”

“I must be stronger than you.”

“Your body is weak.”

Then, when I saw Asher lifting me up, I was speechless.

I really need to gain some muscle mass.

Of course, she had to be stronger than an average adult man through rigorous training, but losing to a girl who was shorter than me through physical ability was in itself hurting my pride.

I made up my mind and immediately took out the potion.

“…what is that?”

“This is the potion I got from Professor Ophelia.”

“Isn’t that strange?”

I wasn’t sure it was anything strange.

Although it was a potion she requested and made, it was unknown what side effects it might have.

Instead of increasing your appetite, you can dig up dirt.

“I’d rather drink.”

“What?”

snap-

gulp-

In the meantime, Asher immediately took my potion and drank it.

I tried to stop it, but she had already drunk all the potion.

I’m dumbfounded and ask

“Why do you take it away and drink it?”

“In case you didn’t know, I drank it instead.”

“…I’d rather drink it as an immortal. What if there is an unexpected side effect?”

Asher held my hands and said.

“In case you didn’t know, even the Undead might have unavoidable side effects.”

“If so, yes.”

He sighed.

Since there was no trust in the potion yet, it would be right not to drink it and leave it until it is verified through Asher.