The elegant daily routine of sage Grecas - here we go with a lovely 'Sage Hall' life!
Girl with artificial life form (homunculus), pram ①
"Greg, it's a meal!
Bam! and when the door to the study opened up momentously, energy is the only thing that matters, the voice of a girl who felt something like that sounded.
Don't even look back, it's a cohabitant plum.
"... can't you be a little quieter, Plum"
"Because my hands are blocked - it's hot -!
Pinch the letter in your hand in the gap of the book, sighing that the quiet time had marked the end.
The letter brought earlier by the "demon of use" of Wing Long (Wyburn) came from the Interior Ministry of the King's Government (...). The trends in the countries around the Metanostadt kingdom that I am now taking care of (...) were briefly described.
Israel, a desert country, or Prussia, a far north country. And there are disturbing moves in neighboring countries such as Cullen, he said.
- There's nothing I can do if you let me know about this...
"Grey! Look, look, look -!
Looking back as he kept himself behind the chair, it was the maid girl's pram who stood in front of the open door.
Big adorable dark ruby-colored eyes in an unusual face. Its smile, glaring at its white teeth and laughing, is dazzling as the morning sun. Scarlet hair on a relaxed body is a shade reminiscent of an overall red dragon, with an empty piece beautifully accentuating the hair color.
I'm probably keeping my posture standing on one leg with the door kicked open with my legs because I have a pot (nabe) that holds hot air with both hands.
"Lunch, Gohan, the pram made it. Yo!
Eh, and a pungent chest.
"Oh... you?
I move my gaze into a hot pot with incredible thoughts.
I only have a kind of bad feeling about it, but they say Plum cooked for me.
Though the feeling should be praised.
When Pram walked over to me, he put a pot of hot air on top of the book without any hesitation.
The reading book has turned into a pot laying, but I'm not mad because I'm generous.
By the way, the pitifully potted book is a secret book without two in the world left behind by the great wizard belonging to a magical civilization that perished a thousand years ago.
If you put a price on it, it's such a valuable book that you can't even buy an official's salary for a year, but you wouldn't know it if you explained that to Plum.
"Please, eat."
grin - and smile as if she were a "normal girl".
"Oh, oh, thank you"
"Eh heh."
Plum's gaze is the same as mine sitting on a study chair.
Tall or snuggly body looks like a ten-year-old girl in a place called 'Human'.
Overall, the child is stiff and her breasts are in the shape of a petite toddler girl. I like the sister-type that makes me sweet with my chest...
With that in mind, Pram peeked into my face with his ankle hanging.
Scarlet eyes have a strange light.
I have a big, slice-length eye area with a Rin vibe, but I'm like, "Ho?" and the octagonal teeth peeking from the silly loose mouth create an irresistible cuteness in the chigu.
Actually, it's cute when it comes to octagonal teeth, but it's actually a fine fang (Kiva) grown by drawing Dragon Man (Draguns) blood. At last, he's hiding and he can't see, but he's got a little 'feather' on his back.
That's right.
This girl (plum) is not human.
- Artificial life form (homunculus).
A month ago, I created an artificial life form with my own hands.
I should have been born an ideal lover......
As you can see, this experiment has not served my purpose.
I was used to living alone in the original world, and I didn't think I was lonely.
But one new moon night. Inside the hall where no one was, I felt lonely watching the view outside the dark windows and the swinging flames of the lamp, making me want someone to talk to asexually.
To tell the truth, 'Sweet, good, firm, cute, big titted girlfriend!... No, I don't say luxury. I want a cute maid at least' Oh, my God.
I think that would be an extremely natural idea for a healthy man. But now that I think about it, is it a little lost or young?
Above all, I am a world-famous "wise man". I am also hesitant to speak to girls or look for new encounters in the city now.
I mean, I don't have that courage in the first place...
Then say, "Let's create it magically!" And what I remembered was an auspicious day.
Quickly, after researching the Thousand Years Library (Southern-Library) with my specialty in search magic (Gogol), I eventually arrived at the knowledge of the ancient magic system called "Training Artificial Life".
Apparently there was a mighty magical civilization in this world that flourished until about a thousand years ago, but most of it has been lost. The magic system now in use is nothing but its remnants, so to speak.
It seems that fairies and monsters traveling on earth are also part of the legacy produced by the old magical civilization. Even to the extent I looked into it in Gögor, it floats the whole building like a castle in the sky, resurrects the dead, creates and serves giant dragons...
He tried to challenge God, but sometimes he was a highly magical civilization.
I was immersed in the study of artificial life training, which is considered one of the secrets.
It is just a divine place to work: to create life itself from its roots, fundamentally different from manipulating lifeless inorganic objects like the Golem.
Genetic research, IPS cells and cloning techniques were also studied in the original world. But it should have been far from practical. But in the old magical civilization, it seems that it already definitely existed as one complete technological system.
I used my spare time and repeated my quest for knowledge.
And - "Prototype One" is the plum that finally rowed into reality.
- Life expectancy is three days.
That was the hassle of life I gave to an experimental body called Plum.
Because that's how I designed and smelted the material as part of my experimental prototype.
If the time comes and comes to life, the magical bond that supported the body breaks down, breaks down into earth, a little organic matter and the rest of the cusp of the secret drug that is formulated, and disappears -.
After three days everything will be reset.
That was the fate of Prototype One Plum.
I don't have a heart, I was born as a doll that moves as I please, and when the time comes, it automatically collapses away...
It was an outpost experiment to produce the ultimate artificial life, because it was a prototype.
And - that day a month ago.
A white, luxurious body girl rose loosely from the culture tank set up in the center of the laboratory.
Long red hair was sticking all over her body, clear liquid from all over her body - a cultured liquid formulated in a complex sorcery formula - dripping off the potatoes.
The girl who stood up - Prototype Experiment One - looks around and blinks her eyes several times.
"... Huh...?
Experimental instruments line the perimeter, and bottles of medicine and magic catalysts fill the walls.
This is a laboratory (lab) that has been remodeled from one of the sage's mansions.
The red eyes, who looked around with a blurry face, eventually caught me.
-;
"Who are you...?
I was stunned by the sudden words and doubted my eyes and ears.
"Hey, what no!?
The eyes of Prototype Experiment No. 1 dwelt an obvious "will" light.
"Is it the 'light' that has been calling me -?
Experimental body lips moved again. That was people's language.
"Oh my... I want this"
I lifted my fingertips with flaccid clapping glasses.
The experiment was supposed to be a preliminary study aimed at "artificial synthesis of the flesh". It's impossible to dwell on the 'self' in the process. Magic design (algorithm) was studied several times to challenge this experiment, reviewed, and repeated procedures confirmed.
The quality of the material collected, the mixing ratio of the material, the concentration of the culture solution, the magical formula under the protection of the Spirit -.
"Dragon Man's Blood", specially acquired to be the nucleus (core) of the life of an artificial life form.
They were undoubtedly supposed to have been put together as the ancient secretary did.
If there is a mistake, the search magic google may have picked up "incorrect information," or there may have been an error (...) in the translation magic (yactooth), but...
Already, the results exist in front of us.
The barefoot sound of pepper gave me back.
Prototype Experiment One fell into my chest as I walked over to my side in an irresistible foothold.
"Oh, come on!?
I took a breath of the feeling of my body.
The girl's thin body, which she accidentally supported, is so soft that if she put her strength into it, it's likely to break. The warmth of the girl did come from her fingertips.
"Light... is it -?
"Oh, yeah. I created you."
I nodded.
"Good...... My husband..."
The girl turned to me with a really happy and reassuring smile.
Surprisingly, it was a complete artificial life (homunculus).
One time, it was also a synthesis I did with the intention of a preliminary experiment, and they suddenly made it a success. Smelt a willing, complete artificial life (homunculus).
No - I failed, should I say?
The creature in front of him looked like a girl with a rugged chest. I'm telling you, I don't have any Lori attributes.
"If this is the case, I should have had big tits!
I regretted being a wise man but carelessly, though not now.
When I put on my glasses and lifted them with my fingertips, I accidentally fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu! and a refreshing grin spilled.
A man-made girl looked at my face in wonder and blinked (again).
I named myself "Plum" to a girl who looked no different than a human being.
Beautiful scarlet eyes and hair were as cheap as a fruit thigh (plum), but the plum still seemed satisfied, and when I called it "plum," I blinked my eyes.
"Plump...? It's a pram -!
"Yeah, that's not bad"
"Eh heh."
I'll hug your little body and stroke your head as it hugs you so sweetly.
Naturally, I had to take care of myself because I wasn't an out-of-the-way enough to let the orphan go, and I created it myself.
Above all, I needed to see it through until my tentative life ran out.
- Just a few days, maybe just a few moments.
That's how I started living in the mansion with Plum.
Continued