The android girl will not dream of the fairy knight sister

　Astolfo looked at the girl, then at Chiron, and tilted his head in confusion.

　"This amount of magical power is simply not what a homunculus should possess. In other words, even in our lifetime, apart from those top-level fantasy species, I can't think of any other creature that could possess such a huge amount of magical power..."

　"But she's an android, Archer, do you want to take another look?"

　If this goes on, there will be even more reasons why we have to catch him back!

　Astor

　Elford in my heart

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　So shouting in the room.

　"So I'm trying to figure out why such a huge amount of magical power appears in a homunculus..."

　Following the magic circuit all the way up, Chiron, worthy of being the most famous teacher of the Greek era, found the problem in just a few tens of seconds.

　"Lungs."

　"what?"

　"Her lungs, that's not something a human could have, not something a human could have today."

　Although it was impossible to know exactly what that part was, it was definitely not something that a current magus could possess, or even preserve.

　That kind of mystery is even more distant than the Age of Gods, belonging to a completely forgotten era.

　"Isn't that too exaggerated?"

　"I'm not exaggerating. As a android, she can be described as perfect. It's understandable that Caster chose her as the core, but that part—"

　Chiron seriously put down his diagnostic hand and stepped aside.

　"That partial existence completely negates her qualifications as the core. Besides, haven't you noticed that from the time you discovered her until now, we haven't sensed a single trace of magic."

　Astolfo swallowed subconsciously, like a patient's family member waiting for the doctor to announce the patient's condition.

　"That is to say?"

　Obviously, when rationality evaporates, it will affect intelligence to some extent.

　"Just like the instinct of breathing, she subconsciously controls the release of her magic power and disguises it in some way. So you can't feel the large-scale magic power at all. Moreover, if she were to release it..."

　Chiron was silent for a while, and finally gave his own opinion:

　"I don't know how much it can store, but just this much is enough to be comparable to a small-scale release of magic power..."

　"Her value has already surpassed that of the Hearth Core. This is all I can do. Whether you want to take her away or not, I will not stop you."

　Chiron said, then transformed into a spirit and disappeared into the room.

　"Three years is the maximum she can live. If organs like her heart can't be replaced..."

　Words like a critical illness notice echoed in the room.

　"Am I going to die?"

　The girl looked at the palm of her hand, and the desire to survive flickered in her ruby-like pupils.

　"If I die, will my sister be sad?"

　The loose clothes completely covered her thin body, and her slender arms and legs looked even more fragile under the clothes.

　"Now, now, listen to me, listen to me!"

　The girl looked at Astolfo and tilted her head.

　"Even so, I won't give up on you. After all, I promised to save you, and then..."

　Astolfo sat back in his chair, his eyes darting around.

　"In short! You have to think about what you want to do. After all, people only work hard when they have a goal—"

　Astolfo smiled and touched the girl's head, then walked towards the door.

　"Master is calling me so I'm leaving first. No one will come here so don't worry!"

　As the door was completely closed, everything returned to silence.

　"for what..."

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　Embark on a Pilgrimage: I. The Beginning of Death

　The thin palm was resting quietly on the leg, and the originally pale skin had begun to turn slightly red for some reason, and began to change towards the skin color of a normal person.

　The girl took a breath subconsciously and looked at her palm in disbelief.

　It seems to be a little bigger than before?

　The girl raised her arms, and the slightly wide sleeves fell down with her movements, revealing her fair arms.

　"?" The red eyes were full of confusion.

　And my throat feels itchy, as if something is about to burst out.

　The girl swallowed, trying to suppress the feeling. Although this room seemed to belong to someone of high status, if she made any noise, what if someone heard her...

　But the instincts of living things are sometimes so unreasonable.

　Finally, the girl coughed it out.

　The cough was accompanied by a deep blue flame, just like the flame that he exhaled in his dream.

　"!?"

　"cough--"

　This was followed by a puff of black smoke and then a few sparks.

　Sparks streaked through the air, leaving behind a brilliant streak of light before raining down on the floor. In an instant, a black hole, burned by the intense heat, appeared on the floor.

　"Did you really spit it out?"

　Relying on the structure of the human mouth stored in her brain, the girl stood up, holding on to the pillar and walked to the mirror.

　With her hands exerting slight force along the pillar and her legs continuously relaxing, the girl gently sat down in front of the floor-length mirror and opened her mouth, her fingers still fiddling around in a clumsy manner.

　"The teeth seem a bit pointy? And everything else seems

　same

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　? ”

　But the girl overlooked one fact:

　It's almost evening now, and the mirror is in the backlit area.

　The girl's scarlet eyes ignored the darkness and transmitted the image directly to her brain.

　Perhaps only now will the vertical lines hidden deep in the pupils be revealed.

　Albion, the last dragon to open up new frontiers, is almost the same age as Earth.

　If compared with servants, it is equivalent to the crown among dragon species.

　Even if the body has died, it is still trying to stay alive, and the organs will continue to function until they completely decay and lose their functions.

　Fantasy species are beyond human comprehension, and the birth of new life from corpses does exist.

　Just like that fairy knight...

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　"Why do we live..."

　The girl sat quietly in front of the mirror. Night had already fallen, but her fragile body didn't seem to feel the cold.

　Every breath I take will involuntarily exhale hot air.

　The girl tried to control her breathing.

　Like the old saying goes: Sometimes you have to run before you can walk.

　After switching her breathing from automatic to manual, the girl could not help but spit out flames.

　So she could only keep thinking about that question to let her breathing be handed over to her body instead of herself.

　“Bang…Bang…”

　Waking up from her thoughts, the girl looked around in panic.

　Nothing.

　But a bad feeling kept echoing in my mind.

　Something seems to be coming here...

　Standing up from the ground, his previously fragile legs and feet seemed to have undergone some kind of transformation. Although they were not yet comparable to those of a normal person, they were more than enough to support the body.

　-

　"bump!"

　Dust flew everywhere, and the huge body fell directly to the ground while moving forward quickly because it had lost its left leg.

　Suddenly, a strong wind enveloped everything around, and the sky was filled with flying sand and rocks. All the trees around the landing point of the giant creature were broken.

　"If this gun were to come into contact with your feet, your spirit would be forced into a powerful form, right?"

　Astolfo smiled with some pride and stood in front of the landing point.

　"Hahaha!"

　A somewhat creepy laugh emanated from the smoke and dust.

　"If it's just this level...it's far from enough!"

　The man responded like a masochist.

　The frightening face beneath the iron mask wore a strange smile. He stomped his only remaining right foot hard on the ground, raised the iron sword in his hand high, and slashed towards Astolfo.

　Several iron spikes emitting ominous magical power instantly emerged from the ground, piercing the man's arms and forcibly stopping his movements.

　"Then it's time for a change, bye--"

　Astolfo waved to the man and walked back to the rear of his reinforcements.

　"..."

　Without paying attention to the conversations of the others, after confirming that no one would return to the castle in the short term, Astolfo immediately rushed back to the castle after leaving everyone's sight.

　After all, now is the best time!

　"Yah!"

　Astolfo pushed open the door of the room and pulled the frightened girl up before she could react.

　"Rider, what's wrong?"

　"The opportunity has come, run now!"

　After pulling the girl up, Astolfo led her to escape.

　"Really... can you run? Will you be okay?"

　"Let's talk about that later!"

　The two of them ran out of the castle openly in front of countless androids.

　And the caster's surveillance puppet.

　Within half a minute, the escape routes of the two were completely discovered, and the automatic golems that had been deployed in the forest for defense were also activated and continued to move forward towards the two.

　"Ha ha..."

　No matter how mysterious the lungs were, the girl's heart was still a man-made product. Furthermore, it wasn't designed for strenuous exercise.

　Something that is fragile in the first place will remain fragile no matter how much it is patched up.

　For Astolfo, the distance was not even enough for warm-up, but for the girl, it was already the limit.

　"What's wrong, are you tired?"