Academic gathering with a lich-Chapter 139 - 134 "Fraudulent" Meat

Mr. Miracle, almost the very next second after the scholar finished speaking, wriggled out from his own mirror. It made one suspect that he had been eavesdropping just moments before, and Mr. Inspiration came out with him.

"Teacher!!!!" Mr. Miracle shouted, running towards them with a series of bounces and jumps, tripping several times due to unbalanced movements. There was a reason for this because, astonishingly, Mr. Miracle was walking on his hands. His palms supported him on the surface of the water, while his legs waved in the air like dehydrated scallions. Mr. Miracle, miraculously maintaining this posture, ’ran’ the entire distance.

He hung himself on the scholar’s chains, clinging to the top trying to stay away, and rubbed his face against it.

"Teacher!!! I missed you so much!!!"

The scholar finally scraped him off his chains.

"Long time no see, Miracle. Why are you like this?"

After being separated, Mr. Miracle remained upside down, frequently falling over due to the center of gravity but getting back up again the next second.

Mr. Miracle’s voice was tinged with crying; if it weren’t for the absence of tears on his face, perhaps Lyle would have sympathized with him more.

"The laws bullied me! Teacher! They made me become like this."

The scholar didn’t question the laws, instead, he shook his head, his words laced with helplessness, "You’ve caused trouble again?"

"No! I’m just an innocent victim! Teacher! You must stand up for me! Everyone else is blinded by lard; I can only rely on you!"

"Linguistic Binding: The liar, gravity doubles!"

Before Mr. Miracle could react, due to the sudden increase in pressure, he plunged headfirst into the water.

Mr. Miracle’s arms trembled as he pulled his head out of the water. "Laws, you wait for me! Someday, I will #%#@￥...￥"

Only then did the hand of the law lower, "Gravity super-doubles."

"Laws, what did Miracle do this time?"

"Ritual violation, teacher, this is his punishment, lasting for roughly a month or so."

"A month’s punishment is enough, Laws. Anyway, he doesn’t intend to change, you might as well let it go."

"Yes, teacher."

Mr. Miracle’s proud legs finally touched down.

"It’s not fair! Inspiration took part in the ritual with me, why am I the only one suffering!"

Mr. Inspiration provided an answer for his comrade, "Because I only stewed a pot of soup, hardly a violation of the law’s prohibitions." He glanced at Nia behind Lyle, "It’s been a long time, Plague Doctor, your ritual seems to have been very successful, it’s reassuring."

"Nice to see you, Mr. Inspiration. Indeed, it was with your and Mr. Miracle’s help that Nia came into being." Lyle bowed to the two men.

The scholar looked at Lyle with a hint of surprise, "Your ritual mishap was led by Miracle?"

"Yes, teacher."

"Well, it’s fortunate that there was a good outcome in this mishap. Next time don’t be so reckless, Plague Doctor. Conducting experiments with Miracle, it’s almost impossible not to encounter surprises," the scholar introduced Lyle to everyone, "This is the Plague Doctor, my new student. Laws and Mirror, remember to take good care of your junior in the future. Miracle and Inspiration, stay away from him."

"Okay, teacher."

Mirror sauntered over, slapped Lyle’s back as if to set an example as a senior, "From now on, the Magic Research Society will have your back, Plague Doctor."

The scholar huffed, "You should take care of yourself first. When you can defeat Apocalypse, you can perhaps wrestle for the rights to protect the Plague Doctor with Mr. Raymond."

"Raymond! The Plague Doctor is the rumored Purifier!" Laws pinched his chin, "Which means, by taking the Plague Doctor hostage, I could force that Raymond to submit to the enforcer’s punishment ritual, right? Teacher, don’t stop me! The chaos Raymond created in Andrey is enough for me to wash his soul into that of an idiot. The law must be fair and just to uphold its value."

The scholar soothed the restless heart of the law. "Although I understand your determination to abide by the rules, law, some matters require careful consideration. If Raymond really follows you to the Punishment Department, it’s still unclear who will end up needing to be cleansed. Mr. Judge is an honest man; don’t get him involved as well."

"Offending Raymond might be worse than offending Advanced Magic Research."

Mr. Scholar got to the point.

"Miracle, how are your research results going? About that ritual, the one that steals divine power from the flesh."

Mr. Miracle exhibited one hundred and twenty percent enthusiasm. He took out a small bundle of paper from his pocket that contained a piece of unknown meat oozing black juice from the edges.

"This is my research achievement, synthesized artificial flesh from the remnants of a sea monster, I call it the Flesh of Deception, teacher. It can completely serve as the main ingredient for certain mysterious rituals, deceiving those Ancient Gods."

"Very effective, teacher. At the Plague Doctor’s Talent Awakening Ritual, I used this flesh as a medium, and it really succeeded."

The scholar’s eyes fixed on the piece of flesh in Miracle’s hands, then at Miracle’s confident face.

"You say this is artificially synthesized by you, what are your raw materials?"

"Sea monster."

"What kind of sea monster, what are its physical characteristics?"

"A very large octopus tentacle, as for what kind of sea monster, it’s an unknown sea monster."

"... How did you obtain this sea monster’s material?"

"I found it."

"... Where did you ’find’ it?"

"Andrey’s underground massive reservoir, picked up near an old man who can only shout ’bug’."

The scholar rubbed his own head, seemingly coming to some realization.

"Miracle, do you remember, I taught you not to hastily add something into an experiment without understanding its identity?"

"I remember, teacher, but magic is about innovation, if you are too scared to touch the unknown, how can there be any creation?"

The scholar’s magical chains began to slide due to the agitation of magic, like a watersnake setting its sights on prey.

"The flesh and blood of evil gods is the poison of this world. Its blood causes madness and leads all outcomes towards abnormal distortion; it is pure contamination, not just the simple dark forces mixed in the Sacrificial Array."

"Teacher, I understand, but what does this have to do with what we were discussing earlier?"

The scholar’s chains slid through the surrounding air like chainsaws, blue magic roared as it cut through, and the scholar stood at the center of a vortex, the water of Mirror Lake restless under the influence of his power.

He looked at Miracle’s face, the brat was still cluelessly innocent, with the look of someone about to be punished by a temperamental teacher.

"Law, deal with him!"

"Verbal Restriction: Offender, top-heavy, gravity doubled, silent and still."

Mr. Miracle instantly returned to the state he was in at the beginning of the encounter.

The scholar carefully packed up the Flesh of Deception and, before leaving, made a final instruction to the law.

"Law, before I propose a new request, I do not wish to see Miracle’s punishment end."

"As you wish, teacher."