Soon afterwards, another Alpha Zulu gave me instructions to investigate, as the Alpha Zulu prophesied, and soon thereafter I fainted.

While the others focus on the Alpha Zulu, I ask Noir, Hild and Alexia to accompany me to the collapsed Third Magic Collection Tower.

"Commander Luke. I don't know much about your situation, but I'm sure it's going to be incredible...."

Well... I don't know where I explained it. "

Watch out if any breathtaking pieces of meat are still lurking, and stir up the debris by hanging on four people.

It was really helpful to have Alexia with Weight Loss skills at this time.

Noir and Hild are not at all active in terms of strength, so Alexia is doing the best she can.

Loki is an alchemist, but he also teaches magic. You must have acquired the art of summoning the pseudo-artificial life created by alchemy with the application of summoning magic. You don't think that's gonna work?

"I've heard so much about it before. About what?"

"... Luke? Did you say something?

When I replied to the alphaZulu voice that echoed in my head, everyone else could not hear him, so I suddenly felt like I had spoken to myself.

For the time being, I deceived myself into thinking of nothing, and now I think of a response just in my head.

"(Speaking of pseudo-artificial creatures... an urban alchemist is researching, like Homunkurus? How far did ancient magical civilization go?)"

It's only pseudo. It is simply a synthetic organism that utilizes existing individuals or adds to the stage of development as a normal organism. Creation of life in its true sense was a proposition that had not been achieved in the civilization of the time. "

"(... like magicians using the flesh of monsters and beasts to transform themselves. Ambrose was doing the same kind of research.)"

While interacting with the Alpha Zulu in his head, Alexia removed a large piece of debris and revealed a large hole in the floor.

"Something happened! Is this it?

It's a hole that draws magic from the underground facility. I know Loki went down to this bottom. "

"... let's go down. Follow me."

"Then let's use the ladder over there. It appears to have been provided for the maintenance of the facility."

The diameter of the holes is about two to three times the length of the human back, and the edges and walls are smooth and free from catching at all.

The rope is difficult to descend, but fortunately, as Alexia discovered, there is a sturdy metal ladder along the wall.

Once again, it makes you realize that this is a modern facility for the city as it is equipped with maintenance as a prerequisite.

"(In the continuation of all that artificial life just now... are the people Loki actually summoned like human girls and big dogs?

Ask the Alpha Zulu again as he descends the ladder.

"(When Loki's home was recreated, the kid who called Loki 'Father' said, 'Feel free to wake me up anytime.' I can't believe it....)"

Hell and Fenrir. I was also a regular user of Jormungand, a big snake. All of them were created by Loki's alchemy. "

"(... it's hard to understand... the beast that killed you was definitely a Fenrir. Is it a coincidence that your name is the same?

Just because it is the same name does not necessarily have a direct relationship.

For example, assigning the name of a pet you loved in the past to something else would never be a common sense idea.

Before the Alpha Zulu answered, we went down the ladder and reached the bottom of the hole.

A magical sphere of light triggered by Hild illuminates the surroundings, raising the spectacle so gruesome that it loses its word.

--The same muddy meat mass that stuck to the root of the collection tower fills the floor and walls from corner to corner.

After staring at this distance, I finally realized that there were a number of eyeball-like things on the surface of the meat mass.

I wondered whether Noir felt ill or not.

However, it seems that the internal structure is different from the real eyeballs, and I can't help but think that it resembles the shape.

"... heh, it's not real... I think it's a medium... for emitting magical light..."

"That's a bad hobby. No... maybe you made it out of eyeballs?

"Either way, it seems to have stopped working. Looks like the attack was decided."

Originally, the meat mass spread to the bottom of the hole, but something like the core was destroyed by an alpha Zulu blow, and the whole thing stopped breathing...

Nevertheless, too much remains to be done.

I'd like to investigate this place, but I'd like to inform the Noirs of my current situation.

It is troublesome not even to be able to determine the availability of time because we do not know when the (·) surface (·) turn (·) change (·) will visit.

"Let's split up and take a look around. And just move your hands and listen. This world is more troublesome than I thought."

While we work on exploration, we will convey the information we have discovered so far in turn.

This world is not the memory of the original owner of the "right eye of wisdom", but the memory of Loki, who was a member of the bounty hunter team and wild hunt led by the alpha at the time, is reproduced.

Loki is the person who created the medallions that created the beasts that once destroyed ancient magical civilizations, and now I am pushed into Loki's role at the time.

"What is it, huh? This is a hell of a thing! While we're enjoying ourselves... and trying to adapt!

"Did I have to say that again? Perfectly as expected."

It's easy to think of how Alexia brightens her eyes with great ingenuity under Evaldi without having to bother to check it out.

I was investigating the "right eye" with that intention from the beginning, so even here, I am not the subject of anger or complaining.

"... anyway, Loki was trying to show me something, and the Alpha Zulu couldn't grasp the truth..."

"Luke....! That's crazy...!

What?

Noir suddenly raised his voice.

Immediately after I stopped moving without understanding what was wrong, something abnormal happened to the wall where I was trying to stretch my arm.

A part of the wall covered in thick meat, higher than my head now, is cracking like an insect cocoon or something without a sound.

And from the inside of the vivid crack, a child with white skin who had no contact with either the boy or the girl slipped out - the moment I stopped holding the child, the surrounding scenery switched to an incredible gray sandstorm.

It is also a memory field (...) surface (...) rotation (...) conversion (...).

The Noirs have completely disappeared, as have the children they were supposed to hold back, and I'm the only one left between memory and memory.

"Shit! Noir! Alexia! Hildo, are you there?... Alpha Zulu! There's still some left! Don't you disappear!

I didn't have to tell you. This is the way it's meant to be. "

The sandstorm disappears and the surrounding landscape is clearly visible.

It was a room in Loki's house that I had visited before.

"... you Loki bastard, you can't help but flirt with me!

"Welcome home, Father. No...."

Looking back at the voice I heard from behind, I was surprised.

Hell-Loki was looking at me with a smile on her bloody face, which covered the right half.

And a word spinning with pale lips made my thoughts pure white.

"... Welcome, distant (...) or (...) visitors (...) who have not yet arrived (...). We welcome you as the famous creator Loki of Showhell."