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The White Tower was more impressive than I had thought.

Each person was given their own laboratory.

And those laboratories were made up of non-space, so the inside of the White Tower was much larger than it appeared from the outside.

In fact, each person was given their own experimental lab, showing how impressive the White Tower was.

No wonder a kingdom made up entirely of magicians appeared in the original work.

“It would be best for you to use a laboratory like mine.”

She seemed deeply engrossed in crafting our story in this White Tower.

It’s as if customizing games and creating character stories is the most fun part.

She must be feeling completely immersed in it right now.

That’s why she seems quite normal.

“Since we are novice magicians, we may not have many resources… Teacher, let’s advance in rank through significant research.”

“Why not aim high from the beginning?”

“People say that the masses are more easily deceived by big and shameless lies, but in organizations where such a sense of belonging is felt, it might actually help release mental manipulation, so this way might be better.”

She seemed to find the situation quite amusing.

Could it be because she feels free to roam around this White Tower, which has not been under the influence of the evil cult?

“Please follow me this way. I will guide you through this place for the teacher.”

She said that and began to guide me.

From the laboratory we would use to the cafeteria, she showed me everything.

With this size, it must be about three times larger than what you see from the outside.

“This is the cafeteria, and the White Tower…enjoys quite modest meals. Teacher, you shouldn’t expect much from the food here.”

She said that and quickly moved on.

Before I knew it, I had turned into an ordinary face, and she had transformed into a beautiful white-haired researcher.

“…Didn’t you say we shouldn’t stand out?”

“Oh, teacher. It seems you still don’t know much about humans. Humans tend to feel favor or hatred towards superior beings.”

“Then, is it okay if I change to look more handsome…”

“I find it convenient and enjoyable to manipulate humans’ emotions, but it could be troublesome if you reveal their ugly side by killing them. Also, I don’t want to associate with officers.”

“Why do you want to avoid that?”

“…They believe in evil spirits, so when those who have rolled around with evil spirits, whom they don’t even know where they came from, come, they won’t be pleased. I’m the same way.”

Certainly, meeting people from the enemy country with whom we must now start a war, believing in their own god…

It’s definitely not a good situation.

“You could say it’s for the sake of the church.”

We shouldn’t meet secretly from the enemy country.

It’s not like Romeo and Juliet.

Moreover, I am the spiritual leader of their faith.

Thinking like that, I could understand why my appearance was set to be always ordinary.

“I see, I get it.”

Gradually, I started to confuse my speech.

Oh man, this is tough. What should I do?

Fortunately, it seems like the kids haven’t caught on yet.

“Teacher, while research is important, the most crucial thing for us is collecting information. If we achieve significant results within two weeks…”

Success and recognition could follow.

She casually mentioned that Success is the emperor of this sacred empire, and with plenty of talent and facing a war with the evil cult, they would be more obsessed with talent.

Therefore, she said that if we achieve significant results, we will surely pay the corresponding price.

“If you think about it, that makes sense.”

Since we are on the brink of war, if we achieve results, we can rise in rank faster.

She advised Success to be cautious.

He was certainly one of the strongest in the original world, and even when I saw him on TV, he showed a very strong appearance.

Of course, he was quite old, so he rarely used that strength directly.

He must be over 90 years old by now, right?

“Well…. To achieve results, appropriate experiments are necessary. Among them, if it’s a result that catches the Pope’s eye…”

“I should provide things useful for war.”

“As expected of a teacher, of course, I plan to subtly mix traps in the results so that our church does not lose. Or it’s also fine to create items completely unrelated to war.”

She said that and went into the laboratory.

And I also entered the laboratory.

“Teacher, since you came here on a mission, please join us in the research.”

She said with a smile and then immediately grabbed the dagger next to her.

“Teacher, I would appreciate it if you could shed some blood for your disciple.”

“Ah, I see why this is necessary.”

Actually, it wasn’t really a difficult task… but.

It would have been better if the dagger hadn’t broken without piercing the flesh.

“Hmm, even though this dagger was meticulously crafted by the Matopju, it still cannot pierce the body of a god. We need to create a stronger weapon.”

I reluctantly used my abilities to draw a bit of blood.

I made a sword arbitrarily and cut my finger.

“It seems that only a god can inflict wounds on a god’s body. Someday, I too…”

She was about to say something more, but she swallowed those words instantly.

I don’t know what she was trying to say, but maybe she… I don’t know.

Well, pondering over things you don’t know won’t lead to any clear answers, so further contemplation was useless.

I didn’t need to ponder over her intentions in the first place.

“So why is this necessary?”

“Teacher, I plan to create the most sacred thing using the blood of the gods. Like a sacred bomb that purifies magic.”

Since demons were no longer easily revealed, even if they existed, it was pointless.

However, would the Holy Empire leave a bomb capable of purifying demons alone?

An item that could attract attention without being particularly useful in war.

It was a fitting item.

“The Holy Emperor and the Chief Inquisitor may show interest, but it will not be very useful in war. We will not summon demons or even create undead, you see.”

Teacher, what do you think?

She asked me like that.

Honestly, I was impressed.

To create something that attracts attention without significantly impacting the war.

But can she really create something that can purify magic with the blood of a demon?

“Teacher, you seem to doubt me. After all, the blood of the gods inherently carries holiness, so if we infuse your blood with divine power, we can purify magic as much as we want.”

Should we make it into a holy water, or should we make it into a bomb?

Casually speaking, she began to divide the blood I gave her.

Come to think of it, did I give her too much?

She said she would separately store some of that blood and use the rest to make the item.

“Now, Teacher. Please demonstrate your magical skills.”

Saying that, she handed me a scroll with nothing drawn on it.

Alchemists really like these scrolls.

I don’t understand why they like storing all usable spells in scrolls so much.

Alchemists definitely have an obsession with storage.

“Please put mind control magic inside it, Teacher. Since you are undoubtedly more skilled in magic than me, you should be able to manipulate the minds of even the Chief Inquisitor…”

Her plan was to manipulate the archbishop’s mind and make him come here.

So, coincidentally, she discovered the enormous bomb she had created, and the archbishop informed the Pope about it.

Then, within a week at the fastest, or within 8 days at the slowest, she could meet with the Pope.

“…It might be possible with the archbishop, but being from the Sacred Empire, it’s a bit dizzying.”

The Sacred Empire.

Perhaps because it contains completely opposing energies of the gods, like the evil spirit Damien and the deity Lucia worshipped in the Sacred Empire.

It was difficult to focus and use power properly due to the dizzying feeling.

Of course, manipulating one archbishop’s mind with magic was easy enough.

“Just roughly using magic here should work.”

Simply channeling mana and infusing willpower to use that magic could store spells in scrolls.

The performance is indeed excellent.

“Alright, it’s all done.”

“Then let’s… probably the archbishop will visit around tomorrow, so let’s secretly use it at lunch tomorrow. It’s best to focus on research today.”

She began to concentrate on her research as if it were quite enjoyable right now.

Mixing my blood with various substances, bubbling and mixing with something boiling.

I don’t know what I’m doing, but suddenly that boiling thing sank… What? Why is gold coming out of it?

“Oh, the teacher’s blood is more useful than the Philosopher’s Stone.”

“Hmm?”

“Teacher, your blood is more useful in alchemy than the Philosopher’s Stone you gave me! It gives me a feeling that surpasses the Alchemical Revolution, the Emerald Tablet? Much more than I thought…”

I really can’t understand alchemists.

I don’t even know what they’re saying.

How would I understand if they choose words known only to alchemists?

I could only vaguely grasp that they were impressive.

And I could tell they were speaking informally out of excitement.

Perhaps because in the cult of evil spirits, I am the only deity referred to not as a god but as a teacher.

They speak informally without hesitation.

It doesn’t matter to me.

“Teacher, if you could draw a little more blood, that would be great. If possible, a bit more.”

Her gaze changed significantly as she looked at me.

…What? Scary.

Save me.

And thus, the first day at the tower came to an end.