1:110 Change of Life to Phoenix Flame (True)

At noon on the same day.

"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts!! Bediville shouted, the pain causing a large amount of cold sweat to break out on his forehead.

"Be patient, this thing has to connect to your nerves, that's how it hurts. Merlin said, fiddling with the alloy prosthetic leg in his hand. Part of the prosthetic leg was attached to Bediwell's left shoulder, the magical metal and skin tightly bound together without affecting the mobility of the muscles, and something that looked like a special wire was connected to the nerve wire, and this tight bond did not cause damage to the nerves.

"Now try to move your fingers?" said the mage.

"Squeak. "The middle finger on the prosthetic limb is curled up, and it is really as dexterous as a human finger.

"Good!" Merlin said.

"It's not good! I want to move my index finger!" said Bedeville, laughing.

"It's all fingers anyway, no problem. Merlin said disapprovingly, daring him not to care which finger moved.

"'No problem'!—please fix it for me!" Bedivel was on the verge of crying.

Outside the sterile room, Kai couldn't help but ask, "The mage is really amazing, he can even do prosthetic limbs - are you really just a mage?" "Well, I'm just living longer, and I have a little more time than ordinary people to study this mess." Merlin said as he adjusted Bediwell's arm, "Actually, it took me thirty years just to master the production of [Nerve Linked Prosthesis]. The knights looked at each other, thinking the mage was joking. Merlin's appearance is just in his twenties, what has taken thirty years, is this not a joke?

"Alright, move your arms and see. The mage said, "Although there won't be too many problems in normal life, it's better not to be too reluctant in battle." It's great that you didn't lose your right arm with a sword. "That's not good! The left arm is used to draw the bow!"

"That's better!!The left arm of the machine must be more stable and powerful than the right arm, and it is best suited for drawing a bow!" Merlin praised the usefulness of his goods like a merchant.

＂...... What should I do when I go berserk? This will break?" the werewolf boy asked unconvinced.

"It's a special memory alloy that, like your body, absorbs photons and becomes gigantic. The process of enormous absorption of photons is controlled by brain waves. You see, no one on Shijie is more genius than me to make such an amazing thing, right?" said the mage proudly.

Bediwell thought for a moment, took off his shirt, and immediately changed into a wolf.

"Ah, really. The wolf spoke, "Even [beast] can change with my body." Well, I'll admit, mage you're really a genius. "—That's amazing! When did you acquire the ability to turn into a beast?" Merlin asked curiously.

"Purebred orcs would have taken decades of practice to turn into beasts. Because [beastial] has no actual combat use, almost no one will spend time practicing. "But, after you gave me that amulet, Mage, somehow I gradually found myself able to change. "The purpose of that amulet is only to increase the cell's tolerance to photons. I gave it to you just to lighten the burden of that spell on you. Merlin said, "But...... Well, maybe it really happened to some kind of unpredictable change when it was applied to the orcs?--maybe I inadvertently changed history, tsk. "Mage, how self-centered do you have to be to say such a thing?" Bediwell wondered.

"Is that ....... okay with that? Can I go?" said the werewolf boy as he put on his clothes.

"No! don't go-" Merlin took out a huge syringe, his eyes showing a cold light: "Your body, let me have a good examination first." "No!!!!" The werewolf boy crawled out of the operating room.

Arthur looked coldly at Bedwell, who was playing in the operating room. He could see the boy's fake smile. The smile was just to hide the sadness in the young man's own heart.

Looking at Bediwell, who pretended to be happy on the outside but was bleeding on the inside, an idea appeared in Arthur's heart.

(What Bediville needs is a loved one.) Then give it to him. Arthur, who had no feelings and didn't know what love was, learned what caring was.

At the same time, the research institute of Morgoth. She's checking some kind of value through some kind of machine.

"Huhu...... Is this the whole process of [shadow fusion]? It can be directly transformed from intrinsic photons into dark tons, and the immortal bird is really an interesting creature. It's a shame to kill it. ”

She looked at a mechanical, black-armored knight standing silently on the side.

"Gonse, it's almost your turn. Morgoth sneered, "Go play with your sweet brother." ”

"Yes, Lord Morgoth. "The knight in black armor is authentic without emotion.

"The answer is too blunt to be unqualified!" said Morgoth, "you want to go back and learn the human way of speaking?"

"Yes, Lord Morgoth. "The knight in black armor is still unsentimental. Then he turned and walked away, disappearing into the darkness.

"Arthur, it's time to face your [truth]. Mogoth said.