In the end, a week passed without anything happening after that.
For having thrown the witch's treasures, there's no particular movement. Of course, the treasures are cruel and merciless weapons.
I believe that if they were human, they would use them excellently.
Maybe they sent a small number of people in advance to obtain all the witch's treasures, but at least as far as I know, to know that, you'd have to go to that place again.
The valuables inside the castle?
Those are just metal substances. If it's okay for the world to break, I could make a gold lump as big as the sun, so why would I need them?
I don't have much material desire.
If the body was just a simple game avatar, there would at least be the fun of decorating it.
But this isn't such a place.
Like making some curse, it's a place like putting food at an unreachable distance with only the head sticking out while being buried in the ground after starving for days.
And it's a state of knowing that even if you can't reach it, your neck will be cut the moment you stretch out your tongue towards the food.
So I endure.
If there's a reason, I can endure.
When I grit my teeth and endure like that, faint warmth actually comes in steadily.
I got a reward for being patient.
I desperately endure using that as a pillar. But it's okay to smell it, right? It's okay to look at it, right?
So just a little more actively.
I make harvesters.
In such a state, if I received a mental evaluation, anyone would say this is going crazy.
Therefore, material things are not important.
Only the hope that it will give me warmth in the future is everything.
With such feelings, and honestly, when you reach a state where you can knead reality, you really lose interest in such material things. There's a minor flaw that reality could break from that shock, but.
Rather, knowledge is more precious.
Maybe there's an element of knowledge collection in my making people into harvesters.
The number of shining memories increases.
Rather than saying memories feel like they have consciousness as if they're alive saying "maybe this?", it's closer to the sensation of underlining searched words showing "maybe this is what you're looking for?" in a search engine that runs every moment.
However, there's a feeling of strangely uniform shining in specific situations, which might be because they share the same experience.
Or like Maleficent, it's referenced immediately as soon as it's searched because it's fresh memory obtained not long ago.
Anyway.
I have good memory and excellent search ability.
Do you know what that makes me?
"I'll collect the exam papers."
"Aaaagh~"
I can take exams fairly well without studying.
The day after the week-long school closure ended. We had an exam as soon as classes started. Moreover, it's not like a pop quiz but a midterm exam.
The teacher made a cruel declaration from the morning, and the light disappeared from the eyes of students who returned to the classroom after a long time.
This morning was filled with only the sound of rustling embracing lamentation and despair.
By the way, I solved the problems simply.
Unless it's problems I wasn't taught or ones requiring application, simple memorization isn't a problem.
However, maybe because it's the Royal Academy, the proportion of simple problems is half. If you get all the difficult problems wrong, it's half the battle.
I wrote as much as I could, so I should at least get the average.
Anyway, until the exam ends, no one is aware that Merriwather has disappeared.
The atmosphere is as if they don't even know if such a person existed in the first place. She's even disappeared from attendance.
That's how powerful a magician Maleficent was.
According to Maleficent's memory, when you manipulate cognition, documents that didn't exist can even be created. It wasn't magic like the study of science, but magic at a level where the world really changes.
So it seems no one knew.
Even if there's something that should be received, it becomes "I'm not sure, but it seems I received it, so let's move on."
It's said to be difficult to break easily unless a fatal contradiction occurs, like finding pieces of Merriwather's corpse.
This witch.
She was a witch so strong it would be sickening if humans faced her.
If she were human.
If it was against the Great Kraken, after a fierce battle, quite... No. Yes. It's said there are techniques specialized in dealing with such beings.
There's nothing easier to catch than a strong individual who hasn't even realized their own weaknesses because they've never fought a similar opponent.
I mean, it's not so strange that the moment you go down one tier from top predator to upper predator, you get slaughtered in an instant.
Even if you think it's just one more appearing above your head, many creatures went extinct without being able to do anything when predators entered islands that had been without natural enemies for hundreds of generations.
Basically, if there's nothing imprinted in survival instincts, you disappear in vain.
It seems even Maleficent, who seemed highly intelligent, was like that.
Even the Primordial Heavenly Lord has a few memories of subjugating such evil individuals.
If you cross-check, surprisingly, those who are strong from birth and have no experience of failure are generally gifts.
I mean gifts in the sense of supplying materials.
A world full of killing intent is scary.
Anyway.
After the exam ended, I was about to go to Victoria who was sitting with her soul gone, but someone blocks me.
Frisia Tabakian Shakal.
She stood in front of me, perking up her triangular ears rising above her head.
"Belle. Lady Theodor is calling you."
Her attitude is stiff but much softer than before.
Ah, come to think of it, Kanna who returned to the capital on the weekend told Frisia to bring me. I forgot because it was the next day.
"Yes."
I waved slightly to Victoria, who needs to go to the Clockwork Knight School when evening comes, and followed Frisia out.
From the main gate, to the left based on the central hall. Go straight west and turn 90 degrees to the left and go straight. Then enter the innermost room among several rooms that appear.
"You came?"
Huh? Kanna Temulain Theodor?
I thought she hadn't changed, but hearing it directly with my ears, it's different. Her voice is more than 30% brighter than when I met her last time.
I wonder if it's because she was trying to throw away the Theodor family, but they desperately held on, or if just the fact that she can move her body and do something is good. Or maybe both, but the resigned atmosphere that was stuck to her body has completely disappeared, leaving only a refreshing beautiful girl.
Hmm~?
Hmm. Watching continuously from that person's perspective might make it difficult to read that person themselves well.
From Kanna's perspective, I think Kanna hasn't changed that much. But comparing directly in front like this, there's a clear difference.
Is it like people find it difficult to feel themselves getting fat unless they see the numbers? Was it just difficult to feel the slow change because all five senses are synchronized?
To think I'd discover flaws like this.
Watching from that person's perspective wasn't a perfect technique.
That's that, let's greet first.
"Hello."
"You really don't change at all. Come, sit down."
Frisia quietly bowed her head and went out. Kanna looks at her once with a regretful expression. But as soon as the door closes, she immediately turns her body and walks to a nearby trolley loaded with refreshments and a teapot.
And she fills an empty cup with tea where my gaze reaches.
Referring to Kanna's memory, this is how nobles usually do when meeting each other.
The reason? Poisoning.
In addition, there are gloomy etiquettes hidden like "I'm giving you this, can you recognize it?"
There are follow-up procedures like being treated as an ignorant person if you don't return an answer like "It's good that you're using this ingredient at this time", but I cleanly ignore it.
Kanna doesn't care about such things either.
That behavior is natural because etiquette is already engraved in her soul there, and rather, the disgust that slightly arose at the first meeting was self-loathing.
According to memory, it wasn't directed at me.
Reading emotions isn't perfect either.
The reason my heart doesn't sink even when I discover flaws in the tools I've been using is because I've only been making passive and safety-oriented choices so far.
Yes. If I had gone wild saying I could easily grasp people's hearts because I can know people's emotions with this, I would have really made a fatal mistake somewhere.
In reality, she doesn't get upset even if I completely ignore the etiquette that an ordinary noble should naturally do and drink the beverage she gave.
"Is it delicious? It's something I often drink near home, but it's hard to get here, so I brought a lot."
By the way, what Kanna calls "near home" mixes high-proof alcohol with this and drinks it.
And it was Kanna who used to drink that. When drinking alone in her room, she drinks it in her hometown style. This person.
By the way, in this world, alcohol and tobacco are not prohibited for minors.
Rather, they're treated as medicines good for health if taken in the right amount.
"Are you doing what you want to do properly?"
I asked that after letting some time pass.
At my words, Kanna blinks her eyes a few times and then smiles broadly.
"Yes. I'm doing what I want to my heart's content."
"It was worth giving myself to you."
If it were my desire, I'd like the privileged class to be dirtier and move full of material greed, but I've slightly let go of my hand regarding current-era harvesters.
Because supply is coming from Bern City, and rebel groups are being created in real-time, so blood will flow like a river.
It will surely be warm.
Hehe.
"Rather, I'm more grateful. Besides, you. I heard you had a big fight with a scary witch in the capital? How was it?"
Ah.
I see. It seems she wanted to ask this.
Somehow, it's not that there's a noble's plot or scheme hidden, but she's asking while looking at me with eyes sparkling with pure curiosity.
Moreover, the distance in her heart towards me has decreased tremendously.
So thinking it would be okay if it's just a little, I described Maleficent's current form with my hands while speaking.
"Maleficent became this kind of crown."
"Uh... I, see."
The distance in her heart widened again.