"A great invention!"

"The undead, the spirits, in my opinion, they are not the remnants of human consciousness combined, but more like the fetus above some new special level of consciousness!"

"If you can connect their minds together!"

"Then, we can get a broader space for magic factor calculations!"

"Maybe we can make this technology a wide range that can be used in the whole country!"

“…”

The troublesome nest capital, the lord of the nest is named Amelia.

To be precise, it is called Amelia III, and her ancestor is the Banshee of Kalksa, also translated as Amelia of the Banshee of Khalksa. Titled Mad Poet, Mad Banshee......

From these nicknames.

and Amelia's appearance, with her graceful white blonde hair, her pale countenance, which is typical of 'Banshee madness', and her bright red eyes, which also represent some kind of genetic disease.

Through this, it is possible, quite clearly that some kind of madness is manifesting itself in Amelia.

She did not speak at all as gentle as she looked, but was a little hysterical, and spoke loudly, with an unnatural malice in her little girlish voice.

The brown long-sleeved black-trimmed dress she wore on her body made her complexion even paler.

But not the disgusting whiteness.

More like.

A fragile and delicate white porcelain.

Melina pressed her aching head, fingers pressed against her temples.

She probably understood Amelia's thoughts, the idea of the descendants of the mad banshee was very modern.

In layman's terms, it's about building a 'server'.

Use a large number of undead innate perpetual motion attributes to create an 'interactive server', and then use the computing power of this server to forcibly break through the distance limit.

Listen to the idea.

Melina's first thought was, 'No wonder people say that Holheim is wild'.

It seems that years of behavior have made the Holheim people path-dependent. For generations, they have relied on the production of undead to avoid product iterations, staying in their comfort zone, and by constantly improving undead technology, they can get the labor that other regions can only dream of.

Even the high-tech affairs were handed over to the undead.

So...

Melina sighed:

"So, Miss Amelia."

She paused:

"You and Clockwork Cat made an invention, did it work?"

The next second, she saw an embarrassed look on Amelia's pale face.

This banshee.

The banshee, who is a little crazy, shows the sophistry and cunning that are unique to banshees.

"Ahem, close to success."

She said in a tactful tone:

"By upgrading our intelligent system and the old woman's magic factor, we have achieved a certain level of power grid construction tasks. But at the same time, our network of magic factors has some cascading effects, and this part of the cascading effect has caused our undead boys to wake up. ”

"Speak human words."

Melina understood.

But she just wanted to see the picture of the crazy beauty in front of her telling the truth in concise and concise words, which would make her feel very happy.

Amelia puffed out her face, and because she was so thin, she behaved like a newborn milk cat.

However, it only took two seconds for her to give up the reserve in her heart and say 'honestly':

"Due to the faulty operation of the clockwork cat, our power grid is connected to the souls of the undead, who have developed a certain sense of self-consciousness and demand that the banshees get out of Holheim, out of my lair, and demand a certain autonomy..."

Intelligent Machine Crisis ...... Melina was distracted.

The earthy clockwork cat next to him meowed and screamed:

"Meow! Isn't that what you want to change? ”

"I only asked if I could change it." Amelia, who is sober, teaches the clockwork cats a good lesson.

Don't take the words of the scumbag.

Especially if the scumbag girl is at the wine table.

"It's good that I didn't ask you for compensation!"

This scumbag showed the darkest attitude, it can be said that Amelia at this moment is a demon, and she showed a bloodthirsty smile:

"As soon as I said that, you guys really helped me change it!"

"Meow!"

"Did you do it?"

"Meow..."

"Did I just ask, 'Is it possible?' , did not say, 'I will entrust you to help me change it next'. ”

"Meow..."

"Also, isn't it what you say, 'Melina's technique is as easy to crack as Konishi's,?"

“…”

Amelia is crazy, but madness doesn't usually become a bad reputation.

In terms of reputation, Sonia is also known as the 'Mad Banshee', because Sonia gave up her many developable spaces in the White City and ran away to the desolate Weeping Peninsula.

But she was very popular.

Everybody loves this little sunny, who has a little crazy smile and a very sunny personality, uh, a very flat chest. But Amelia is different, although she is also flat, she is not only crazy, but also bad.

Even when the furry looked at her with pleading eyes, she could push the furry out of the back without hesitation.

Melina said to the puffing clockwork cats:

"She's telling the truth."

She can too.

"Meow!"

"Although Miss Amelia's words are more or less a 'cat-based responsibility system', you should also be aware of the fact that not all banshees in this world are good people."

The clockwork cats were a little frustrated at first, but when they heard Melina's meaning, they meowed and laughed.

In the next second, enthusiasm surged again, and after saying hello, he went to study the 'intelligence crisis' in Amelia's nest.

Melina beat Amelia around the bush.

But the latter had no guilt, and still stared at her with a hearty and sick look.

Melina patted her luggage and said to Pamela:

"You go and test the flow of the local factor, and then I want you to find the people of the nest capital and dig a 'nest river' around the nest capital... Miss Amelia, can this be arranged? ”

Amelia nodded:

"Miss Pamela, just contact my assistant directly, and she will take care of all your needs here."

She paused:

"At work."

The woman was afraid that they would harass her assistant.

Melina pursed her lips.

Pamela glanced at her, smiled brightly, beckoned a few clockwork cats, and went to Amelia's assistant with great momentum.

The lively crowd and the cats hula and cheered a lot apart. Melina and Amelia were left standing by the river, quietly and tacitly watching the river.

"You're an ancient banshee."

Melina said firmly.

Amelia was a little surprised, but a little expected. She didn't have that crazy energy, but looked at Melina's face with an inexplicable gaze.

“…”

"Say." Melina didn't know why, she didn't have a good face for these ancient banshees.

"Yes."

Amelia finally spoke, and laughed shallowly:

"Your temper hasn't changed, Miss Melina."

Her gaze seemed to be looking through Melina to another person.

Melina sensed this, and a feeling of dissatisfaction suddenly arose in her heart, and she gave her a vicious look.

Amelia laughed again:

"Not even this possessiveness has changed, Miss Melina."

As if hinting at something, she said:

"That tyrant dragon shouldn't have died so early."

(End of chapter)