Reincarnation into the Barrier Master

"Ko... is this...?

"It's an experimental note."

Glarina was calm itself, whereas Imani did not break his surprised look.

"Why... is there only one book?

Imani takes a look at the parallax and glalina experimental notes.

"I can't believe this is all there is to write about... Once? You've only experimented once?

"Yes. One experiment yielded results, so..."

"Success in one experiment? Well... there's... there's got to be..."

Imani's voice is turned upside down.

"Shit... Director!

Make sure Darina plumps from Immani's hand and puts her eyes through Glarina's experimental notes.

"Ko... this is... You didn't... try anything else..."

Darina's voice is trembling. Immani holding his chest next door, making his breathing rough.

"Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha. This... this... this is announced as it is...... hey, let me think, please. Excuse me, would you mind staying alone, alone?... and I have thirty minutes.... for a while... alone... please."

"Director!"

Darina calls out desperately with her hands on Imani's shoulder. Glarina can't hide her confusion in that sight.

In a painful breath, Imani begs you to be stubbornly alone and let me think. To that appearance, the two left the room so that they could be expelled.

"... with success in one go, etc... Stupid..."

In the separate room Darina squeaks as she covers her face with both hands.

"... really, chrislay, geisha..."

"Enough!

Block the story of Glarina with a drink similar to Darina's screaming. They didn't keep it slight, they just kept silent. And soon after the break, the two headed back to Imani's room.

There was the figure of Imani, who was unconscious, as he stuck himself on his desk.

There is no Imani response to the call, or to shake your body. They call people and transport Imani. At that time, a bell rang announcing the resumption of the questioning session. The two of them suddenly took Gralina's experimental notes, which had been placed on Imani's desk, and returned to the venue of Fluffy and the Cathedral.

Portrait of the Lord God Crimeana hung on the cathedral wall. A grin had disappeared from the face of the pope in its closest place. He has his eyebrows in the letter (c) and looks like he's in doubt.

"Deputy Director Darina... What does it mean that Director Imani has fallen?

The calm voice of the Pope echoes within the Cathedral. Darina gets up wandering.

"Sincerely, sincerely, I apologize. I'm sorry. I'm sorry, sir."

Darina bows to the Pope over and over again. The unusual appearance was enough to upset the venue. In a whimsical setting. Darina continues to bow her head to the Pope as usual. In the meantime, May's good voice echoes.

"Please be quiet. Deputy Director Darina, please take your seats. Is it because of Deputy Director Darina that Director Imani fell? Is it a sudden onset? If you don't mind, shall we work together?

Darina turns to Fluffy and May. And open your mouth with a pale face.

"... Fine"

May nods small when he hears the words. And go on with the words.

"Now, I'd like to take a look at the experimental notes of Fellow Glarina."

"Hi..."

With a sinking face, Glarina rises up and walks to Maes' desk. And I handed May the notebook I had in my hand.

"Huh? Is that all? It's an experimental note, isn't it?

It was in Côte d 'Ivoire that I raised my voice of surprise. Loni is also surprised with her eyes round. May doesn't change his expression in any way, he silently receives Glarina's experimental notes and glances at them. Both May and Chiwan are peering into their notebooks from beside May.

The venue is still stubborn. The Pope does not even try to embarrass it, but stares at the movements of the Maes. Darina remains stuck at her desk with her head in her arms. And Linos watched the flickering and the Maes move, putting a healing magic on his right hand, which was already beyond the limits.

"Very well, sir."

May's voice echoes within the cathedral. At the same time, May stands up with Pathan and his experimental notes closed.

"Mr. Glarina, you've only done one experiment, haven't you?

Glarina answers with perseverance.

"Yes, the results of that experiment will be the same as what I announced, what was posted in the Sanctuary"

"Unacceptable"

Roni stands up and clasps his mouth. Glarina argues.

"Why? It was a one-time experiment, but it turned out. It turned out. Believe me!

"We want to make sure that your research is not a product of chance. That's why I asked for a reproduction experiment. So can you try ten more experiments with the methods written here and assure me that you will get the same results? Can you give us a rationale?

"Well... it's..."

"At a stage I can't be sure, I can't. Do you mind? Medicine is a pile of experience and probability. Once you get the results you want, it's not the discipline that makes it possible. Repeat the experiment over and over again to quantify experience and probability. That number is the criterion for trustworthiness. Sure, it's a hundred percent success rate on your notebook, right? The denominator is one, the molecule is one. Equal hundred percent. However, this reproduction experiment resulted in a denominator of three. And the molecule is one. So far, the success rate has dropped to thirty percent. This way, the more denominators you increase, the less likely you are to succeed, right?

Glarina can't find a word to argue with, and she's staring at Roni.

"Again, I looked at the notebook, but Fellow Glarina's creation of this experimental notebook is ten out of a hundred. Too little writing, and extremely few pictures, etc. that show the procedure. There are also many margins. Now I can write extra whenever I want. I can't have this."

Chiwan is opening his mouth as he shakes his head. Glarina stares at the Mays to fill her eyes with tears. Even in that way, Roni doesn't give a shit.

"There is absolutely no believability in the experiments of Fellows Glarina. Therefore, the logic announced by the Crimean Nation that Christrei, Geisha and Lulowans mediate certain beasts to infect humans is completely unconvincing. Nor is the logic that sheep beast man's bile becomes a raw material for special effects convincing. This is a big deal. It's a big case."

There's a lot of fuss going on in the venue. In that hustle and bustle, the man in the front row rises, pointing to Roni and shouting.

"You won't have to say that much! Ms Glarina says it's a success!

Chihuan looks like a sneer and returns the words.

"In the first place, it's doubtful that the patient was even infected with Christrei, Geisha, and Le Lois. Can we have a basis that will convince everyone gathered here, that is, visible evidence?... If you can't, you can't believe it."

With perseverance, Chiwan speaks to the man. He took his seat abruptly, not even trying to hide his seemingly abominable face while staring at Côte d 'Ivoire.

"Silently."

The Pope's voice echoes. Not the gentle voice as usual. A voice full of majesty echoes.

"This is a matter of origin. Were you announcing such uncertain information?... not here now, but in front of me, was Director Imani's words a lie, saying that there was no mistake? Were we fooled, too? Then it should be unacceptable. This is an act of betrayal against the Lord God, Crimeana, isn't it?

Similar eyes to contempt have been poured by the cardinals, including the Pope, and by the national missions in the guest table, into the glarina on the stage. She's shaking her body in tears.

"... please wait"

A calm, resolute voice echoes within the cathedral. Everyone there sends a gaze to the Lord of Voices. At the end of their gaze... was May.

Inside the cathedral, he was being engulfed by severe tension.