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Since the material came from Fran himself, Haida no longer held onto that point and nodded in relief.
Although Fran's research is undoubtedly taboo in the outside world, as long as it doesn't truly harm innocent people, it won't cross her bottom line.
And coincidentally, this doctor was exceptionally familiar with the rules and regulations of the Hunters. Although he often teetered on the edge of the gray area, he almost never actually crossed the line.
Fran looked at the nun in front of him, the smile in his eyes somewhat intriguing.
"But now I'm encountering some technical difficulties. Luyala can't adapt to these prayer hands. Also, various problems have arisen after these materials were reshaped..."
"Hyda, I need to borrow your gift of psychic empathy."
A sly glint flashed in her eyes, exactly the same look she had yesterday in the White Cup restroom when she said, "I need your help."
"it is good."
For some reason, Haida felt a strange softness creeping up her neck beneath the scarf.
After clearing her throat to calm herself, she placed her hand in the other person's, opened her psychic awareness, and prepared herself for synesthesia.
Profiling is merely a manifestation of the gift of psychic empathy; in reality, it's a unique attraction of the body to the "spirit." Fortunately, she was born in Norrington; had she been in the 40K universe, a place rife with monsters and demons… her fate would most likely have been to be dragged away as a psychic and burned in the Star Torch.
Fran then placed his other hand on Sigrid beside him.
As a pure alchemical being, the maid's alchemical precision and control are higher than mine, which may help the program run.
As the empathy deepened, Haida felt a gentle spiritual energy enter her mind, rippling with pure white waves... It was Luyara.
"Great, inspiration is flowing into my mind, this time I should succeed..."
Fran's [Dissolving Bone and Blood] alchemical program on her arm began operating again, shaping the materials on the experimental table according to Luara's spiritual qualities. Sigrid helped her maintain the stability of the entire program.
In this process, Haida's role is similar to that of a server... used to access and integrate different spirits and consciousnesses.
Flesh, bone, blood.lin◆…蕶柒蕗≤∝揂‰″一肆∴℃6中÷转QＵn:, the scattered materials in the alchemy process reassembled after a period of melting, eventually becoming complete.
The expected collapse did not occur; this time... it should be a success.
"Phew, done."
Fran lightly wiped his forehead, removing non-existent sweat.
Within the array of alchemical programs stood a half-human, half-deer girl. She was completely naked, revealing smooth skin and azure-colored fur.
She seemed to be still half asleep, curled up in a daze.
"Na?"
Luya looked around, then somewhat awkwardly propped herself up and approached Fran with a touch of intimacy, licking her cheek.
Although her upper body is human-shaped, her movement pattern is still no different from that of a deer.
Fran pinched Luya's cheek, then took off his white coat and draped it over her.
"Luyala, your most suitable physical body is actually half-human, half-deer? Oh, why not a pure deer form..."
She felt a pang of regret, but soon began to appreciate Luya's body at that moment.
"The human upper body and the deer lower body... that is, two sets of spines and ribs, do the internal organs and mammalian organs also have two sets? How do they operate, and how do they maintain stability and coordination?"
"How do you maintain balance when you go from having four limbs to six? How are the motor nerves distributed? If your body weren't still under observation, I'd love to take it apart and see..."
Seeing the doctor's burning and interested gaze, Luya tilted her head and hid behind Haida.
But a moment later, she peeked out again, looking shyly and curiously at Fran in front of her.
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Crane, today you return to the land of the sun and soup!
Chapter Twenty-Nine: The Secret of Black Feathers
Luya, her body curled up like a deer, lay on the velvet sofa in the main hall of the Fog Street Clinic, looking at the material world she had never seen before with a touch of novelty.
She opened the window, slightly parted her mouth, and waited for the fluffy snowflakes to fall into her mouth.
While there are scenes of various seasons in the dream dimension, they are mostly fleeting imaginings, and crudely constructed. Only in reality can one experience everything that "winter" represents with such clarity and stability.
The chilly wind, the snow that melts at the touch, and the faint scent of osmanthus blossoms in the clinic air... they neither fade nor dissipate, completely different from the illusory and hazy feeling in a dream.
Fran sat to the side, sketching with a quill pen, observing her body structure closely.
"There are two sets of spine and ribs, and two sets of heart and lungs, used to supply blood circulation to the human body and the deer body respectively. But there is only one set of reproductive and digestive systems, and they are placed inside the deer body."
"At the same time, the entire body shares the same nervous system, making it similar to a centaur..."
Although the body Luara was using was sculpted by Fran, it was more of a product of inspiration. Moreover, Luara herself was involved in the process, so she did not fully understand its internal structure.
It's like a newly coded program; nobody knows exactly what makes it run...
The pure white snowflakes melted completely on Luya's tongue, and she thus tasted the flavor of "winter".
Although it looks as soft as feathers and cotton, it carries an indescribable coldness and desolation, as if all things in the world will fall into an end and silence at this moment.
That represents the essence of "winter".
"Na."
Feeling a sudden chill, Luya shrank her neck, her nose turned slightly red, and then she sneezed.
She closed the window cautiously, then moved closer to Fran, who was organizing her sketches, and nuzzled her head affectionately.
Although the deer was often afraid of the doctor, it was also more often than not it that it couldn't help but feel close to her. These two feelings coexisted and were not contradictory.
Looking at Luya's fluffy white tail, which was swaying slightly, Fran narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he had thought of something important.
"Oh...we need to tailor a new employee uniform these next few days, preferably one that covers the hindquarters of the deer's body. Otherwise, the fur alone might not be enough to cover it properly, and privacy is a bit of a concern..."
As she spoke, she took a measuring tape from her small first-aid kit and meticulously measured Luya's body measurements.
Given Fran's skill as a tailor, an ordinary person could easily determine the exact dimensions with just a quick glance. But even for her, designing clothing for a mythical creature that is half-human and half-deer was a first... so it was better to go through the process meticulously.
Fran quickly obtained the data he needed. Luara rubbed her eyes, seemingly feeling a little sleepy.
"Na..."
With a soft murmur, she leaned against Fran's chest and closed her eyes. Her long eyelashes fluttered slightly, and she had fallen into a deep sleep.
That's what kids are like, falling asleep as soon as their heads hit the pillow, such good sleep quality...
Heida, who was flipping through a newspaper nearby, helped Luara up and asked Fran with some curiosity. This was the first time she had ever seen a mythical creature in reality, so she was quite interested in its biological habits.
"Is she asleep?"
Yufran shook her index finger, correcting the nun's inappropriate statement.
Han: "Hmm... For Luyala, being asleep should actually be considered 'awakening'."
"Her means of entering reality is not through a ritual, but by 'sleeping' in the dream dimension. For her, reality is the dream."
Fran patiently explained Luya's specific situation.
Upon their first meeting, she did try to alleviate Luya's pain from the surgery through hypnosis or anesthesia. The result was that the little deer was unable to fall asleep in any way… even the mental disturbance of the [Swinging Heart Bell] was ineffective.
Unless... there is a vessel that can allow her to step into reality.
Sigrid, who was standing to the side, took Luara from Heida's hands. Although she was half deer, she was rather slender and didn't feel heavy.
However, lifting a half-human, half-deer creature so easily still requires some physical strength. Fortunately, both Heda and Sigrid are in good physical condition…
"Dr. Fran, what should we do with her?"
"This body is made of bio-alchemy and doesn't require much maintenance. I've prepared a bedroom for her in the clinic; all I need to do is change her into pajamas, cover her with a blanket, and put her on the bed."
After receiving her instructions, Sigrid led her to the room where she was to be settled.
As the two figures gradually disappeared into the shadows of the corridor, Haida lowered her head and continued reading her newspaper.
In her free time when she has no tasks or training, she usually comes to the Fog Street Clinic.
Besides preferring a tranquil environment, the books and documents here are exceptionally abundant; the bookshelves in the main hall alone contain more books than the Hunter's Archives.
Another thing is that the Fog Street Clinic is very convenient to get to... Just find a door, take out the membership card issued by Dr. Fran, and you can enter through the Fog Door.
"Um……"
Heda, holding the newspaper, vaguely felt a gaze upon her. When she moved the Norrington Morning Post away from her hand, Fran's face was indeed right in front of her.
"Sister Haida, is there any noteworthy news lately?"
"There is indeed a rather important event."
Haida nodded, then immediately showed the doctor in front of her the contents of the nine newspaper articles.
[According to our correspondent Rosalie, troops from both Loretown and Attilion have begun deploying to Gormouth, and small-scale skirmishes have occurred in some areas. Residents stranded at the border and in the outskirts of Gormouth are advised to be aware of their personal safety.]
"After the Ratty Non-Aggression Pact was torn up more than two decades ago, the border dispute between Loretown and Attilion has intensified again. Their second truce... is probably coming to an end."
"According to intelligence from the Secret Service, the two countries have begun military contact. Some hunters who were in a nomadic state have already begun to lie low and withdraw."
Upon hearing this, Fran's eyes narrowed slightly, and a strange smile appeared on his lips.
"That's probably why the Pseudo-Sun Sword, forged from a fragment of the 'Primordial Sun,' was lost, and the Sunforging Hall remained so calm... Apart from Somur, the Sun Rider who was a free man, they only sent that unlucky guy, Byas, to investigate the situation."
"Because Attilia had been preparing for war for six months, it was difficult for them to spare any time for other things."
She gracefully sat down next to Haida, then casually crossed her legs and placed them on the tea table in front of the sofa.
"And there's the White Cup Order's academic seminar. Haida, don't you think the exhibition of the forged armor was a bit too hasty? The technology isn't even ready for mass production yet, so why reveal it at this time?"
After Fran asked her a question, the nun managed to piece together the whole story.
"To benefit the White Cup Order's future arms orders?"
"correct."
Fran smiled slightly, confirming her answer.
“Showcasing cutting-edge technologies that others cannot achieve naturally inspires aspiration and anticipation in visitors. Although the Suncasting Order also has the capability to produce casting machinery, who would refuse to cooperate with such a reliable partner?”
She wasn't really too surprised by the renewed conflict between Attilien and Gormouth.
The two countries have been enemies for centuries, and the hatred and bloodshed accumulated over the years have created a deep chasm that is difficult to mend.
Although the non-aggression pact of more than 20 years ago maintained peace on paper, both sides soon tore it up... Facts have proved that the legality of documents and contracts is indeed meaningless in the face of national interests and can be trampled on at will.
Fran rested his cheek on his hand, lost in thought, yet also filled with anticipation.
Golmouth is situated on the edge of the Deep Sea, a vast territory. It also lies between Loredon and Attilon, serving as a buffer zone between the "Northern Kingdom" and the "Land of the Shifting Sands." Oh...by the way, these two sworn enemies don't actually border each other.
Fortunately, most of the cities in Gormouth are located near the Abyss, while the battlefield between the two countries of Rheti is mainly in the uninhabited inland areas.
Therefore, Gormouth did not care even though foreign countries often fought on its territory.
Even if their decision-makers really wanted to intervene, they probably wouldn't have the resources. The Gormouth royal family is already preoccupied with containing the chaos caused by cults and heretics within the country.
Fran didn't dislike chaos and uncertainty. This war... might just make the stagnant Gormouth a little more interesting.
"Speaking of the White Cup Church, did they give you the fee for this lecture?"
"Here I am."
As she spoke, Haida took a brand-new bank draft from one of the pouches in her nun's robe and handed it to Fran.
She caught it easily and then let out a sigh.
"As expected, the White Cup doesn't have any spirit-nurturing materials from the Abyss Sea Clan. We'll have to find them ourselves."
"By the way, there's some progress on the secret manual I promised Vivian I'd find for her. Sigrid found a fragment of a second-class mid-level secret technique called [Shadow Manipulation] while organizing her library. Please pass it on to her."
Haida then took the book, which had clearly missing pages, from Jiu Fran's hands.
Its cover is inlaid with six blood-red gems, but one of them is missing, and the empty recess looks particularly conspicuous.
The book is titled "Kuroba's Secret Sequel".
……
Once he had finished dealing with most of his tasks, Fran began to check his February medical bills.
Since it is a biotechnology manual, there is no need to go to an operating room for closed-loop disassembly. It can be obtained directly.
As the gray mist distorted slightly, a notebook covered in scratches and weathering fell into her hands.
[Observation Notes on the Undead (from the Abyss)]
[Quality: Excellent]