A subtle magic is infused into the key, which, when activated, shines with a clear and brilliant light.
The assistant was probably the first to realize what was going on. Perhaps it was because she often trained her eyesight by being around the headmaster, or perhaps she had been told in advance how to react to similar situations. She immediately stood on my side and turned to scold the few people who were still wondering and wanted to ask more questions.
But if you ask me, that makes sense. Since the memories are going to be erased anyway, it's pointless to ask more. Once the relevant memories are locked, they're all forgotten. Only the last instruction remains as a subconscious subconscious thought, and people rarely question anything more.
These teachers were probably quite resentful of my current actions, after all, I was still just a student. But perhaps because of the reputation of my mentor, and with the dean's assistant offering their help without hesitation, they ultimately signed the agreement with some skepticism and reluctance.
That's great, it saves me a lot of trouble.
Once they leave, the spell in the covenant will be automatically triggered, causing the restricted memories to be automatically sealed and sunk to the bottom of the sea of memories.
I would like to thank my assistant again for having prepared these items in her pocket, which prevented me from losing a lot of my assets in the form of miscellaneous items that I rarely use. However, she also expressed concern about leaving all of these to me alone and said that she would find the headmaster to help as soon as possible.
"But what about that child?"
Before leaving, the assistant turned back and gazed into the deepest part of the laboratory.
There, a young boy with a youthful face and no visible signs of demonic grafting was also immersed naked in a bright green liquid, seemingly asleep and showing no signs of any other activity.
"That's not something you need to worry about."
I couldn't explain it to her right now, so I could only reject her curiosity with a cold, hard voice.
However, for some reason, the boy's face seemed somewhat familiar to me.
I've forgotten where I've seen it before.
After seeing off the group who were leaving with grumbling, I turned back into the laboratory. After thinking for a moment, I took out a brand new pair of white gloves from a gap and put them on.
Let's take stock of the types of chimeras piled up here first.
All the reports to be done later will depend on these.
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