"I'll use the detection technique." After saying this, a mage next to him said. "Savile is right, this is just an experiment, and those aristocratic armies, just treat them as experiments."

This caused a stir around (basically agreeing). After that, the mage raised his staff, and a white light shot down the stairs below.

"They.... It's really far from us. The white light flickered for a moment, and then the mage spoke slowly. The soldiers did not make a noise and continued to move forward .... In the foreground, the duke was holding a sword that glowed on it.... He raised his sword! ”

The mage let out such a roar suddenly. The companions around him were startled, and many of them raised their staffs, which shone with various colors.

"Is that the sword that attacked Assistant Joey and me just now?" Savile asked.

"I can't see clearly." The mage said. "Only a rough shape and a faint shadow can be seen."

"Then keep watching." Savile said. "After that sword flies out, notify everyone in time."

"It's not appropriate." Another mage next to him said. "It's not the best thing to do just by waiting for the test subjects to attack us."

"This.—" Savile looked at the man. You are... Philip. Saidosili? ”

"It doesn't matter who I am." This should be a member of the aristocracy, but at this moment, the skeleton in a gray robe is holding a magic staff and says. "The important thing is whether I can provide more and more complete data for the experiments and more help for Mr. Harwick in inventing magic, right?"

Savile looked at him. "What do you want to do?"

"Adjust the magic in this space." Philip said. "Perhaps, if the frequency changes, the sword won't shoot."

Solidify and fade.

"You did the right thing before. This kind of magic, there is indeed a big problem. ”

Halwick sat in a chair and was looking at a report. Beside him was a furnace that flickered with light and occasionally roared. Harrison was standing across from him, talking.

According to him, the process of casting magic at the beginning was simple and smooth, not much mana was consumed, and no problems arose. But after turning the lab into a trap, the hint followed.

You must kill more than twenty people in that laboratory, otherwise, the magic that has infiltrated your body during the spell casting process just now will start to eat back and kill you.

"In other words, if Duke Morris's men really help each other, you will die?" Halwick asked.

"Yes." Harrison said. "This magic, although it can turn the area of the laboratory into a pit, forming spikes full of magical power inside, and can guarantee to kill those who fall in, but it will not produce this change in the entire laboratory."

"That is, if the people inside hold out until the end, they can get enough space to dodge--- and then there is your 'damage delay', I may not die, but it will definitely not end well."

"So you took the approach of speeding up the pit?" Halwick asked.

"Not what I thought of." Harrison said. "It's the 'recommended practice' stored in magic. According to the theory, this would psychologically exert a greater influence on the subject. ”

"There's still something like this in there?" Harwick pulled out an old parchment booklet from under the report in his hand. "Has it changed?"

"Nope." Harrison said. "I've seen this magic a few times before, but this is the first time I've experimented with this kind of 'mind magic'. After activating the spell as described, the prompt appeared. ”

"Understood." Halwick picked up his pen and added something to the previous report. After that, I looked at the other contents. And then, it worked. Many of the Morris soldiers, terrified by the trap, killed each other. ”

"Hmm." Harrison nodded. "At first they were still exploring the house, trying to find a way out. But after the crater appeared at an accelerated pace, some of them---- in fact, a large part of the people, came up with the idea of leaving their companions in the pit and stepping on it themselves. ”

"Really?" Halwick asked. "Aren't they companions?"

"The Morris family has always been very unfair." Harrison said. "In the past, when fighting wild beasts, soldiers had to do a lot of hard and dangerous work, but no matter how good they did, they didn't get anything in return."

"Officers of noble origin, on the other hand, can get a great deal of promotions and rewards as long as they stand there and pretend to be in command--- and those soldiers should hate their officers very much in their hearts."

"Oh? Is that so? Halwick looked at the report again.

"Yes." Harrison said. "In several mirror copies, it was the officer who first came up with this method and then ordered the soldier to jump into the pit--- and as a result, the soldier punched the officer who gave the order in this way."

"I see." Halwick said. That is, in the previous room, they are encouraged to fight each other, and after one of them kills the other, send them to a room where only two people can survive if they work together..... This is called 'working together' magic. ”

"Yes." Harrison said. "Just as 'fair dealing' is about making a lot of fair deals in order to convince the other party before committing large-scale deception, 'sacrificial spirit' is the message that a person has decided to pay the price to save his companion and then gives her the message that his partner refuses to save him. This 'working together' is to first lure and encourage the subjects to kill each other, and then tell them how necessary and crucial cooperation is. ”

"Only in this way can they feel the greatest pain--- and only if they feel the greatest pain, can I complete this magic and survive."

"Huh? And this kind of requirement? Halwick was surprised. When did it appear? How is this calculated? ”

"It's after the main plot of the first room is over." Harrison said. "A few of the test subjects failed to dodge and died in the pit; A few have been dodging and persevering to the end; Most of them killed their own companions and then teleported out. As soon as they were basically in place, I was told that I had to make them feel enough pain for me to survive. ”

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