Chapter 52: The Curse Between the Continents

Woohoo!! Super rare sample!!

Yor squealed with delight. She was so hyper after receiving the black bee sample from Raz.

Aa-, the professor is going crazy again.

Watching from the side, Yors assistant, Frey, held his head in his hands.

Raz felt a little bit guilty, but the sample was a very important thing so there was no option to not giving it to Yor. Professor Yor, Raz called in a low voice. Yor jumped in surprised and turned to look at her.

Raz: Can we move on to our main topic?

Yor: .Mmmm. Alright.Ill prepare the specimen later

Raz: Although I wanted to say yes please, coincidentally, that sample is our main topic. We can talk while you do your experiment.

Yor: He-he. Raz knows me best

Yor was happy that Raz, who was an excellent soldier in the country, could understood her personality well. The other men lack flexibility and she hated to talk to them. She really wished that Raz would come every time.

Frey listened to their conversation and immediately prepared a test kit on the desk that had been tidied up for Razs visit. Raz took out something that looked like a small square box out of her pocket, held it with both hands, twisted the center and put it on the desk.

Yor watched with fascination. What is that? She usually showed no interest in anything other than research. It was rare for her to ask others like this. Frey always thought that Raz was special to Yor and he hoped that she would act more like a normal person with her influence.

Raz: Sergio-san made it for me recently. Its a soundproof device for antibugging purpose.

Yor: Hmm. Such a useful tool. Why didnt he make it sooner?

Raz: I thought so too. I should have asked him earlier.

Raz forced a laugh. If he had made this device sooner, then she wouldnt have to suspiciously run around to lose a tail or even go to Zone 15 for privacy. Anyway, it would be ridiculous if they have a tool that could nullify forbidden art but not antibugging device.

Sergio Habermas was a genius who was on par with the Devil in a Lab Coat, Yor Carton Fredrick. He was said to be the most talented person in making tools using magic stones, but he only wanted to make things that he found interesting. He also had a scary nickname, which was Grim Reapers Toymaker[1].

Yor: That guy made it for you when you requested for it?

Raz: Huh? Thats right.

Yor: He never make any of the devices that Id requested. Uh-huh. He only listens to your request.

Yor was acting annoyed.

Yor: Raz, can you help me make request to Toymaker?

Raz: Just making request should be okay

Yor: Great! Im sure he wont reject it if you request to him cutely. Im counting on you!

Although there was no guarantee that the Toymaker would accept her request, she laughed happily, This will improve my research! She really loved researching monsters and beasts.

Yor: Alright then. Is this device switched on?

Raz: Yes. Ive set the users so you can talk normally.

Yor: Okay.

Yor continued to inspect the poisonous bees while Raz drank the coffee prepared by Frey and the two got into the main subject.

Raz: The reason why the classified info about demonic bacteria was almost leaked to the church the other day seems to be caused by Magenda smuggling magic stones. We found mutated species.

Yor: Hmm, so its Magenda. They really like to cause trouble. Why cant they do things properly?

Raz let out a sigh with a hand on her forehead.

Yor: Its compulsory for anyone to go through sterilization checkpoint thoroughly before they can teleport from Baruda back to Ordiana. I dont know why but the problem is that only few people know about it.

Raz: But even if the general public recognizes the safety of military personnel traveling between these two continents, it would be a problem if they were to dig deeper about the demonic bacteria.

Thats the biggest problem. Worst case scenario, military personnel will suffer persecution. If they find out that the military was vaccinated against the demonic bacteria that could cause demonic mutation Im sure there will be chaos. Especially, the reaction from the church will be very scary, Yor replied to Raz while dispensing chemical liquid with a dropper.

Raz wore a solemn look on her face. Professor Yor. If I say I found someone with purification skill, will you believe me?

Yor looked up at her in astonishment. Are you serious?

Raz: Today, or should I say just now a man was stung by a poisonous bee that had went through demonic mutation. He had a black wound and it was gone without any scar left.

Yor: Really ? Purification really exist?

Raz nodded her head. Of course, she was talking about Folia.

Since demonic bacteria had low infectivity, humans rarely went through demonic mutation. However, an infected person would feel like they had caught a cold and gradually would be unable to use their magic stones. They wouldnt die, but still, it was a terrifying virus[2].

And when the monsters in Baruda was infected with the demonic bacteria, they would go through mutation. When the bacteria they carried was mixed with human blood, it would turn black. This was called as black wound, the same one that Raz had on her side.

It was known that a human would go through demonic mutation if they absorb excessive amounts of mutated demonic bacteria through black wounds. Military personnel were vaccinated to reduce the risk of demonic mutation because their profession required them to have close contact with monsters.

In the unlikely event that someone went through demonic mutation, there was no cure established so far, so the purification skill was their only hope.

Hmm Perhaps what Carna-sama described as turning into kaiju was actually demonic mutation The idea suddenly came to Razs mind.

However, there was no monster in Ordiana. So, demonic bacteria can only incubate inside beasts. The probability that a beast would go through demonic mutation was extremely low, which further lower the probability of demonic mutation for human in this continent close to zero.

The poisonous bee earlier was super rare and had gone through demonic mutation, so it would be a little unrealistic to take it into consideration.

Knock, knock.

Both of them stopped talking when they heard the knocking sound. Frey went to open the door.

Your Excellency!? Frey exclaimed with surprise and promptly turned to look at Raz asking for help. The beautiful His Excellency the Grim Reaper Welrian had come.

Welrian: Dont be so surprised. I just thought that maybe I can join in your conversation.

Raz: If you had informed me earlier, we would have prepared a proper meeting room for you

Raz stood and bow to him.

Welrian: A proper meeting room would be too stifling. Lets not stand on ceremony today. You can continue with your conversation and pretend that Im not here. Im just curious what the two of you usually talk about.

He even brought some light refreshments. They had no reason to decline, so they resumed the conversation with Welrian around. Raz briefly explained to him about what they had been talking, and Welrian smiled bewitchingly at her. Raz felt that he was too much of a temptation. Even Yor, who normally was indifferent to others, would prefer to avoid this person.

Welrian: Thank you for the explanation. You can continue.

Looking at Welrians smile, the two continue with their conversation despite the uncomfortable feeling.

Yor: I really hope the kid that can use purification skill can join the military. Wouldnt everyone be relieved if they could get rid of their black wounds? Im sure those meatheads are also worried about the wound. They didnt dare to say anything because of the gag order.

Inside the lab, an elegant man who looked out-of-place sat with a mug in his hand. Yor spoke in her usual tone to indicate that this was her territory.

Raz: That might be a bit difficult. Her backing is the Cardinal.

Yor: Oh Thats tough. But theres no country that can hide the situation about demonic bacteria forever. Since theres a silver bullet, I think its better to talk to the church with the intention of seeking refuge.

Raz thought so too.

But then, they will soon find out about my identity as a soldier I wonder what Folia and Carna-sama will think of me

It was not easy to meet such good friends. They might despise her when they found out about her identity. After all, it was not normal for a person to receive the title Wolf Fang at this age. To be honest, Raz thought she would feel repulsed too.

Like the saying a prodigy at ten, a genius at fifteen, and a mediocrity after twenty[3], perhaps Raz only needed to wait for a few more years until she turned into a mediocre person.

I hope they wont find out until I graduate.

Raz didnt reply to Yor and just stared at her coffee. At that time, a hand came from her side and patted her head lightly. Raz was stunned as she turned to look at that person.

Welrian: Ive made you suffered, Orphan-kun.

Raz: Huh

Raz hold her breath when she saw Welrians gentle smile.

Welrian: My wife scolded me saying I depended too much on my sons friend. Im sorry. At first, I tried not to treat you as a child considering youre very talented, but it seems that Ive been taking advantage of you unknowingly.

Raz: Uh- No, not at all.

She was bewildered, unable to believe what had happened in front of her. However, at the back of her mind she was convinced that this was the reason why the amount of her work had tremendously decreased recently.

Welrian: Leave this matter to me. We will only take action once the girl has graduate. Im glad I could hear your opinion. Thank you.

Welrian smiled and stood from his chair. Although nobody mentioned Folias name, it seemed he already knew everything. After seeing him left, Raz touch her head in a daze.

Yor: Looks like the Grim Reaper is a human too

Raz could barely hear Yors voice. I think so too She muttered to herself.

Authors note: The explanation about that matter became too long Ill try my best to make sure Razs effort paid off.

[1] Ill use Toymaker to avoid confusing him with the other Grim Reaper.

[2] Flu virus? Im not so sure how did bacteria turn into virus suddenly

[3] Japanese proverb (lit. mean a prodigy at ten, a genius at fifteen, and a mediocrity after twenty). Most child prodigies turned out to be mediocre when they grow up.