Waiting for the garnet to come back in the living room, I heard a knock on the door from the front door.

I wonder if Hel came with the customer he was talking about.

In the meantime, let's see who's here, and bring your foot to the front door to check out the peephole in the door.

- Evaldi.

A dwarf with an embarrassing expression is bracing himself and waiting for me to come out.

"Perhaps a customer..."

The words of Alpha Zulu overwhelm my mind.

--Be careful if you run into Evaldi. This world is nothing more than a recreation.

I ask in my mind what the problem is, but there is no response from the Alpha Zulu.

Even if he's riding on my body, it's not like he's next door, and it's up to Alpha Zulu to make a conversation.

But if something goes wrong, I'm sure we can stop it.

Believing so, I threw a voice through the door.

"Evaldi. Well, I'm sure I promised you today....."

"I'm sorry, I pressed you suddenly. If it was true, I should have contacted you beforehand...."

Evaldi explains that he was not a guest before we checked the situation.

In other words, Evaldi's visit was a coincidence, and there was another person with whom he had promised.

"... I'm sorry you had to come, but I promised to meet someone from now on. I'm sorry, but it's been a long time...."

"Oops, sorry about the time. That's how it works. I can't help it... but I need you to listen to me for a minute. It'll be over soon, so listen to me."

Should it be Dwarf stubbornness or simply Evaldi's personal character?

I decided to have a short conversation with the door shut because I didn't think you'd come home without standing up.

"I don't mind a little bit. But please be brief."

"Wow. Actually... it's a research project that you're working on, but why don't you rethink it? I've been meaning to tell you this for a long time. There are plenty of people who have the same concerns as me."

I unexpectedly had a suspicious look on my face, but Evaldi didn't see it because the door wasn't open.

I think I might hear back what research is, think that I should react more naturally, and think about the response that sounds like I know the situation.

I was going to say it before, that is, it is not what I have told Loki before.

And 'you' is supposed to be a research project being carried out by several people, including me (Loki).

"(AlphaZulu). What are you talking about?)"

"Loki has been involved in many projects with other alchemists. It's just research, but it's not identifiable."

"(It's a different job from Wild Hunt.)"

"Oh, but perhaps... Evaldi's concern is about the study of Medallions and Beasts."

Now there was a proper response from the Alpha Zulu.

I wanted to tell you to give me the information more often, but first we need to deal with the problem in front of us.

"Research is a medallion? What are you worried about?"

"For an alchemist, I understand that artificially producing life in its true sense is one desire. I'm an engineer too. I know that the possibility of realisation is emerging."

"... I can't get the guidelines. Traditional artificial life isn't a problem, but is it better to use magic to create it?

I don't have Loki's shoulders, but I can't objectively understand what Evaldi is trying to say.

If you are concerned about ethical issues with artificial life, rather, the medallion and the beast created by it should be Ken (...) all (...).

Even if Gandalf the Demon King tried to transform humans into dragons, using living animals and humans as materials, or playing with things like the (...) elements (...) of the foetus (...) child, we can also understand that he opposes it for ethical and moral reasons.

I might have felt somewhat disgusted with the artificial life that the alchemist at the time was naturally researching if the scene of this world were not a reproduction of the past - another human resource that can no longer interfere.

But as long as the Medallion is still alive, the Magic Beast can only consume magic to create flesh, that is, life.

Normally speaking, there should be less room for criticism than traditional artificial life.

Or are you using inhumane methods in the process of making medallions that I don't know yet?

But Evaldi's response was beyond my expectations.

"It's a magic force. You can't use it."

"... what?

"Animals and plants are fine. The monster Modoki you call the Wizard Beast. I would still be able to meditate on that, and I think it would be a useful study. If you do well, maybe you'll be able to make mesh and liquor just by magic."

Evaldi came closer to the door and raised her voice even more.

"But I can't do what I'm about to do! Not so good, but I can't miss it! You already realized... that the Alchemists are here!"

Apparently the original guests were nearby, and Evaldi continued to give one-sided advice away from the door, as if she didn't like aligning with them.

"Remember! The way you do it, it's the flesh that you create.

Evaldi's voice keeps moving away.

When I couldn't chew through the remark, Hell came from behind and called out with the same politeness as before.

"There will be visitors soon. It's not a big deal, so I'll skip it until just before you leave the house, okay?"

"... you don't have a choice. More than that...."

"You must be Evaldi. I know."

Hel confessed that it was a repeat as planned, and passed on the words with a voice tone that made him feel even cold.

"That is the cause of the demise of magical civilization. Please remember. Even when we wake up from our dreams and return to our customers' realities..."