The Odyssey landed on the workshop's tarmac, and the hatch opened.
Victor used Witchcraft to levitate in mid-air. The wound where his leg had been severed had already scabbed over, and the color had returned to his face.
He floated behind Allen as they descended the ramp, his expression complex as he surveyed the orderly workshop before him.
'Yesterday, my workshop was perfectly fine. Today, it's suddenly gone.'
"Jarvis, dispatch the Spider Slayers and Alchemy Servants to the ruins of Mine No. 3. Collect samples from the Magical Beast corpses and data on the residual environmental Magic Power," Allen ordered as he walked.
[Command received.]
Five Six-legged Golems strode out of the workshop. They joined the Alchemy Servants in the hold of a waiting transport Floating Ship, which then sped off toward the land of death.
Victor floated beside Allen, watching him skillfully orchestrate everything in silence.
「Half an hour later, in the Alchemy Experiment lab.」
