After the spirit sub-transfer goes wrong

"Roman, can I take your words as a confession?"

The black-haired girl turned around, fixed her clear eyes on the head of the medical department who sneaked out to wander around in the middle of the night, and said half-jokingly.

"Before coming to Chaldea, my mother was urging the marriage. Now, it seems that Romani, a considerate man, is not bad?"

"Hey, Isis, please don't make jokes! Girls like you should be more reserved, otherwise no one will pursue you!"

"Aren't you?"

The girl's teasing tone reached her ears, and Romani Akiman's heartbeat suddenly accelerated a few times for no reason.

"No." The young man's expression darkened for a moment, "I am not qualified."

The old clock on the wall of the medical department was ticking, monotonous and boring.

"I'm a weak and mediocre guy. I can't help you when things happen. I'm useless at all."

Compared with the once glorious past, he was as dim as a shadow.

"Even if I live alone in the world, I stumble, so how can I have the nerve to implicate another person?"

Once King Solomon was favored by the gods and possessed almost everything in the world, but he never had a day of his own life.The current Romani is extremely real and clumsy living in the human world, but he still doesn't think he is a complete "person".

Just because I love beautiful things too much, I have an indelible sense of inferiority in my heart, and I dare not approach from afar.

Isis took a deep look at Romani, her eyes were mellow.

"Is it because of human incineration?"

"..."

The silent silence had already marked the answer, and cracks appeared in the smile that the young man was trying to maintain.

"Maybe."

There was a sigh in the voice that came out, and the young man let go of his eyes, as if he was looking at an unreachable distance.

Isis lowered her gaze, and the small silver spoon rubbed against the wall of the cup, making a crackling sound.

"In fact, you don't have to worry, because the burning of human rights will be resolved in the end. The savior who saved the world and his friends who fought side by side won the unparalleled glory and wealth in the world. They returned home happily and spent a happy life. A lifetime of peace."

But is it really the way fairy tales go?

Neither the storyteller nor the storyteller thinks so.

In an unembarrassing silence, the young man spoke in a low voice.

"Isis, if you're under too much pressure, let it out. At least, I'm the only one who can see the future like you."

"...Tch, you talk too much nonsense, if there is nothing else, I'll go back and rest first."

……

On the high platform used to monitor Experiment No. [-] Mash Kyrielight, a sharp buzzing sound from the instrument suddenly sounded.After the temporary rescue failed, the staff had to choose to report the critical situation to Leif Lenoir immediately.

"Professor Leif, it's an emergency. The vital signs of the experimental subject No. [-] suddenly weakened rapidly. Temporary rescue is ineffective. Please give instructions immediately!"

The staff member who happened to meet the whole emergency was wiping the cold sweat from his forehead while looking at the red parameters on the display screen with trepidation.

The indicator that was still at a normal level just now suddenly dropped without warning. Even if the first aid program in the room was activated urgently, it was completely useless as if it was broken.

Damn it, why did it have to happen when the director left Chaldea...

The staff held the microphone tightly, and while anxious, they couldn't help but have malicious thoughts in their hearts.

Obviously they are the few elites in the world, they should have displayed their talents on a higher stage, but they were sent to monitor a guy who could do nothing but eat and sleep.The test subject's body is so weak that he can't even get out of the sterile room, it's a waste!

A trash that can't do anything, just die!

"Samel? Sammel!"

Leif on the other end of the communicator yelled several times in a row before the absent-minded staff came back to their senses.

"Hey, Professor Leif, the physical condition of the experimental subject No. [-] is rapidly deteriorating. May I ask whether the operation should be performed immediately, or euthanasia?"

"..."

There was an eerie silence on the other side of the communicator for half a second before Leif's deep voice came through.

"Mashu is the director's precious test subject, and it is absolutely impossible to die safely. I can do it myself for rescuing Matthew. You just need to transfer Matthew from the sterile room to the operation. room, and then take half a day off.”

"Yes...is it? I'll do it right away, thank you very much!"

……

Isis pushed the door open and walked in without a sound, with sarcasm in her beautiful eyes.

"Isn't it good for the genius magician of the majestic clock tower to deceive his ignorant subordinates like this?"

That's right, Matthew's physical condition was rapidly deteriorating, and the emergency rescue was ineffective, all of which were directed by the gentle magician in front of him——Rafe Lenore.

First, he entered the main control room with the extremely high authority of the deputy director of Chaldea, and directly modified the data of the detection equipment to make it show the false appearance of Matthew's physical failure during a specific period of time. The staff who are constantly monitoring the vital indicators The life support device will be activated naturally for rescue.

But they would never have imagined that what flowed out of the needle pierced into Matthew's skin was not a life-sustaining potion, but a powerful anesthetic for surgery.

Although she even participated in this matter, Isis still habitually wanted to stab Lefe.

However, Lefe was immersed in some kind of fanatical emotion, sorting out the tools he needed in his pocket over and over again like an obsessive-compulsive disorder, turning a deaf ear to her irony.

"Miss Isis, what does Einzbern say, can you come here now?"

The black-haired Master couldn't help touching the bell in his hand.

"They said they were always waiting for my call."

Messy footsteps came all the way from the corridor, and after a short pause, Romani came in with a messy hairstyle.

"Professor Rafe, Miss Isis, Matthew's physical condition has deteriorated!"

The black-haired master and the demon pillar in human skin looked at each other tacitly at the same time, showing mysterious smiles.

……

Einzbern's bell rang out crisply, and the sound waves became visible as the magic power spread. An arched door was outlined in midair, and an old figure slowly stepped out of it.

"Ahadion?"

The black-haired master was a little surprised. He thought that Einzbern sent a magician with good skills to the limit, but he did not expect that Ahadeon, who was in charge of Einzbern, would not stay in Germany, but Yes, he will personally come over to do the surgery for Matthew.

Should it be said that the androids are too simple, or they are born with a certain kind of persistent perfectionism, and they will go all out to do what they promise.

"Miss Isis, we meet again."

Ahadeon said modestly. At the same time, when his eyes swept over the head of the medical department, his expression changed slightly. The pure personality of the android made the humanoid terminal of the castle take the lead in nodding to the orange-pink haired youth.

"And so does this gentleman."

"Ah, well, it's a bit embarrassing to ask a senior from the magic world to say hello to me."

The young man with orange-pink hair touched the back of his head uncomfortably. His seemingly lazy demeanor was actually a sign of the young man's nervousness.

"I was Matthew's attending physician before, and I will be responsible for maintaining Matthew's body functions for this surgery."

"It turns out that this is the mysterious Ahadeon of Einzbern. It really is better to meet him than to be famous."

The fact that Ahadeon greeted Isis and Romani the first time he arrived in Chaldea undoubtedly made Rafe feel left out.At the same time, the aura inadvertently exuded by the other party made him truly feel some kind of threat.

If he is fighting against it while retaining his human identity, then he may not necessarily be able to win it.

"The preliminary preparations for Mash's operation have already begun, Ahadeon, when will the actual operation be performed?"

"anytime."

Ahadeon took out a small gift box casually, and the gift box expanded rapidly on the ground, forming a large box.In the middle of the box filled with velvet and precious dresses, lay a girl about 10 years old quietly, her chest rising and falling slightly with her breathing.

Her hair is still the silvery white that is unique to Einzbern, and it is not difficult to imagine that her closed pupils are also wine-like intoxicating red. Even her body shape and appearance are not exactly the same as Mash Kyrielight himself.

However, for Einzbern, who is known as an expert in making artificial humans, this is just an insignificant detail, and his core functions as a normal human being are not lost.

"Einzbern has already made a semi-finished product in the castle, and the only thing left is to remove the consciousness from the body. It was originally planned to let Illya come over, but her magic is not stable enough. After an internal vote, it was decided that I would perform the operation myself."

Ahadeon used magic to levitate this soulless body, and the little silver-haired girl lowered her head, exuding a sense of disobedience amidst the strong twilight energy.

"Einzbern is good at the flow and transfer of power, and is also good at refining and creating materials that use this kind of magical power. Although the transfer magic that replaces the consciousness of others is extremely demanding, it is not difficult for me to do it. thing."

Ahadeon took out a test tube from his arms again, and the ruby-like crystal clear liquid was mixed with some kind of cloud-like silver substance, spinning slowly as if alive.

Facing Isis's skeptical gaze, Ahadeon actually had a strange feeling in his heart that was as passionate as a human being.

"The next thing, please leave it to me."

The author has something to say:

Before I knew it, it was already [-]. Did I write it a little too fast?

The source of Ahadeon's magic is the magic that Illya is good at. Illya is the Holy Grail, but Ahadeon is not bad. After all, he is also the product created by the disciples of the third magician.

In addition, thank you, my dear Lei~