"To be perfectly clear, you're not going to be of any use to the amateurs today. The only decent thing is Mr. Linoa, the deputy commander. I don't even remember the others as they ripen anymore. I'm sorry, but I need you to start over from the ground up."

He turned a cold eye to the Phage Alchemy Division and said so with Alta, the sarcastic alchemist I brought in.

Now I have a special lecturer in the Phage Alchemy Division.

Alta sighed as she sat on the crate and put her legs together, twisting her own orange curly hair at her fingertips.

The members of the opposing Alchemy Division were unwilling to disobey despite being told by a tight eye, "Yes!" He was appealing for motivation by returning a prestigious reply.

Alta took out the hemp bag and threw it at one of the members.

"There's a red jewel in it. It's a small golem core. Each one of you will copy the main points from my introduction to the golem and ask each of you to start creating a mini-gaulem. Scratch the material outside of the golem core while wondering if there is anything you can substitute. Ask me if you have any questions that you really can't digest. The deadline for completion is one week."

"Yes!" "Leave it to me, Dr. Alta!

The members of the Alchemy Division will simultaneously surround Alta's introduction to the Golem and take notes in their notes.

... when I was teaching you, you're probably not motivated.

"Dr. Alta is so sweet."

"I thought you were a jerk because Captain Abel brought you here... but besides my thoughts, I'm glad you're a common sense guy"

"I wonder if you could replace me with Captain Abel... If that guy keeps doing the regiment leader, we'll have a dead man in there... Lady Lark owes me a debt of gratitude, so I guess I can't replace him badly."

The members who were copying it overflow my stupidity.

I hear you. Let him hear it already. He even looks like he's talking with momentum.

"... I was honestly scared because I heard you were your apprentice, but you're almost ordinary. It just seems like I have the guts to work around it, even if it's hard to throw."

Sasha Alchemist Alta.

Regardless, the identity is Altamia the Witch, whose home tower was completely destroyed in the aftermath of the battle between me and the collector.

It seemed to have a strong meaning that Altamia was pulling because she wanted to settle down and do a study of magic, and she was determined to go outside on the occasion that all the research results stored in the tower had become Ojan.

It's not really in a very dignified position to walk around because it's supposed to have been sealed for treason to the royal family, but the real Altamia is supposed to have been taken away by the high elves, so it won't be the first thing we can do to get an investigation here.

Altamia's appearance and features have also become completely inheritance level during the centenary.

There are several alleged paintings of Altamia in Phage territory, but they are all subtly different from their own.

The negative image of a witch seems to remain strong.

"Abel... I'm not very good at teaching. I'm sure the instructions were that if Abel had given me ten norms a day, if there was a part of me that I didn't know, I'd look back at the book again, and it would all be written right over there. In the beginning, a group of people packed with three days' schedules in one day to shorten their time had fallen for a week."

Before I answered, Meir said to Altamia.

Altamia turns a despised eye on me when she hears it.

"... I wasn't going to be very good at teaching because I'm sensory too, but when I got there, I'd be sick already"

Well, you don't have to say that...

Even I had a lot to do with the Alchemy Division.

But at the current pace, it takes me over twenty years to get close to my ideals.

Then you can't. No, I can't, but I don't like it.

Three years from now, I will have trouble if I don't have them all to the extent of Altamia.

"The collector said so. He said it's a little psychopathic."

"Oh, that guy can't talk about people"

I knew the collectors were still going to resent me.

... It's the result of a battle, and I don't think I can help it.

Even I didn't want to destroy it as much as I could, but they were fighting over there spitting out all the treasure, so yeah, I had to.

Plus, it's a little too worthless for me to take responsibility for.

"Why don't you just give him back the Great Divine Treasure? I was collecting it earlier, so you were safe, weren't you?

"Huh!? Yes, no... that's what I got as a result of a legitimate battle... and they didn't say a word to give it back to me...!

Had I decrypted it, the collector would have stared at us sadly from a distance.

"You... that's the place..."

He sighs like Altamia is frightened.

After a glimpse of the Alchemy Division in progress, say so, and continue.

"It seems that collectors can deduce their influence on the world from their attitudes and behavior. Did you hear about that?

"Oh, sure, do that..."

Did you say Aura, etc.

Based on the collector's standpoint, they said my aura was equal to nothing...

"In short, you must be typologizing behavior, words, and behavior to explore what the other person has done in the past and spot the character. Someone who is quite experienced will be doing it naturally with care. The collector's eye, who lived long enough and was also blessed with the opportunity to make contact with the big man, was just more out of step than the general"

I see.

I didn't really get the impression that it was like a fuzzy psychic because the collector's way of saying it was abstract, but that would convince me.

"'I guess even if the dragons stomped on the forgs, they'd feel that way,' he was drunk and stupid."

"Oh, that guy, that's how you were looking at me..."