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"Is this finished?"
With a hint of doubt, Dark took out a mercury knife about 0.5 centimeters wide, infused it with magic, and carefully cut open the entire green cocoon.
During the dissection, green light continuously shone out from the cracks.
But when the entire cocoon is split in two.
The cocoon suddenly turned into a green slurry and collapsed!
"Did it fail?"
Looking at the magic card soaking in the liquid, Dark took the tweezers, picked it out, and rinsed it under the tap.
After rinsing it clean, he took it to the other side for a closer look.
On the card was a pool of green, viscous substance.
"Green slime?"
Dak couldn't help but think of a very common sewer creature.
Card Name: Trash Slime
[Type: Spirit Card]
【grade:】
[Race: Elemental]
[Type: Grass]
【Magic Power: 100】
[Attack: 0]
[Defense: 0]
[Ultimate Skill: Enhanced Stomach Acid]
[Strengthens stomach acid; secretes stronger stomach acid to quickly digest swallowed substances.]
……
"Ara- ...
Dak's hand trembled, and he almost dropped it.
So, is this a success or a failure?
"Zero offense and zero defense, why don't you just go die?"
After recording the data of the "trash slime", Dark was not really disappointed.
Since the data shows that this refining process was successful.
As for whether or not something can be salvaged from the trash, that's up to the archmage's skill.
……
Chapter 62 Trash Slime Masters the Art of Licking
At least this "Trash Slime," despite its name, isn't actually... well, it's still pretty trash. (Novel website)
In short, it is not entirely useless.
With zero offense and defense, it doesn't seem suitable for duels at the moment. However, its special move, "Enhanced Stomach Acid," can clearly be used to deal with waste.
Rather than calling it "trash slime," Dark prefers to call it "trash can slime"!
"Magic Summoning!"
After summoning the trash slime using a normal summoning spell, Dark attempted to enhance it with "Pride 1", "Pride 2" and "Bliss 1".
The results showed that, perhaps because the brain structure of the garbage slime is too simple, it cannot exhibit the symptoms of "arrogance" and "ecstasy".
Moreover, there was no significant increase in intelligence level.
According to the usual rules, the standard intelligence level for a magical spirit should be 2.0.
However, this trash slime's intelligence level seems to be between 1.0 and 2.0, only slightly stronger than a paramecium.
It can understand commands, but it reacts very slowly.
It's like there's a delay of over 1000.
I wonder if there was some mistake during the forging process?
But Dark felt relieved when he thought about the cat hair and claws he had thrown into Transmutation Circle Number 1.
Magic technology is a new era technology developed on the shoulders of alchemy, and naturally it also inherits a certain degree of the "equivalence principle".
As for the part that is not equivalent.
Mages often jokingly refer to it as: "Stealing from the Gate of Truth".
In short, that's what it is.
……
Next, Dark conducted experiments using the basic alchemy method for [Bird and Beast Species - Grass Attribute].
The experiment failed completely, and the blank magic card was rendered useless.
I wonder if it's because the "bird and beast species" and the cat hair of the cat grass don't match?
In short, he summoned the trash slime and disposed of all the remaining waste.
In any case, tonight's harvest was still quite good.
Trash slime is really convenient for dealing with trash; I won't have to take out the trash anymore!
After organizing the experimental data, Dak decided to continue the experiment the next night.
Then she drifted off to sleep with a smile.
……
It's ten o'clock sharp.
In St. Marian, where nighttime entertainment is scarce, students, especially first-year students, generally don't go to bed too late.
The common room was almost empty by 9:30 p.m.
They mostly move their entertainment to their own dorm rooms instead of continuing to stay in the communal lounge.
The common lounge of the Knights' Academy.
The candlestick atop the cross-sword decoration still burns with flame.
That was the incandescent light unique to magic candles, bright enough yet gentle enough to soothe the eyes.
In the corner of the common room.
Emma is probably one of the last ones to get back to the dorm.
She would always move from the library to the common room around nine o'clock.
This may be the little girl's last act of defiance—she doesn't actually want to completely disconnect from social interaction.
In this respect, Dark is completely different.
Emma pouted and picked up her books as she walked up the stairs to the second floor after the common room was empty.
The boys' dormitory and the girls' dormitory are on the left and right sides, respectively.
Although the corridors are interconnected, there are two staircases on the first floor, one on the left and one on the right, so boys and girls usually take one of the two staircases.
Once Emma left, the candlelight on the candlestick went out automatically.
However, the candlelight was lit again shortly afterward!
Emma, who had just climbed to the second floor, suddenly noticed a glimmer of light downstairs and couldn't help but feel a little curious.
Who would go downstairs so late?
She is actually very curious.
So she tiptoed downstairs, peeked her head out from the stairwell, and saw Victor emerging from the common room!
"Witt Gold? Where is he going so late?"
Emma had considered following along.
But then I thought, what business is it of my own where he goes?
So Emma took the book and went back to her dorm.
……
But at the opposite stairwell, another person quietly crept down.
Robert Broheim!
After washing up, Robert lay in bed for a long time unable to fall asleep, so he thought about going to find Witt for another game.
But this time, he happened to see Witt sneaking out of the dormitory.
It's based on a feeling that I don't even know why.
Robert remained silent.
He had actually discovered more than once that Victor would sneak out at night.
Every time he was asked, Witt would stammer and change the subject.
All Robert knew was that it was related to the "forbidden love" in Witte's possession.
"How can friends have secrets?"
Unlike Emma.
Robert quietly followed them.
……
The night passed quietly.
The sunlight dispelled the darkness.
Saint Marian soon arrived at dawn.
Dak woke up from his sleep with a sudden idea.
"If I put garbage slime on my face, will it absorb all the dirt from my facial pores? Like a face mask."
I tried it with my palm first and found that it did have some effect.
Dark then covered his face with the trash slime, leaving only his nose and mouth exposed.
The trash slime slowly wriggled on its face, feeling a little cool and slightly itchy.
But after five minutes, I took it off and suddenly felt refreshed!
"Ah this!"
Dark watched as specks of grime were transferred from the surface of the translucent garbage slime to a small core inside, forming a tiny black dot.
Then the trash slime used the skill "Enhanced Stomach Acid" to quickly digest the black spot.
"Is this what they call a magical spirit without any trash? I love it!"
I washed my face again.
Looking at his face in the mirror, Dak felt that his pores had become smaller and his face was smoother.
"Why hasn't anyone discovered such a useful magical spirit yet? Or are the other trash slimes different from mine?"
I was thinking of going to the library at noon to look it up.
Dak packed up his textbooks and left the dormitory.
Little Devimon brought breakfast, and today's basket even contained a copy of the "Great Sage Daily".
Clearly, the halfling chefs, having grown fond of the familiar Dark, also developed a liking for its master.
While reading the newspaper to learn about current events in the kingdom, Dak ate sausages and an egg and milkshake.