Chapter 8: Decontamination
[Edited by Arthur300000]
[Proofread by ArchmageNaoki]
[Where the hell did deathbricks sneak in from?]
I’m not really looking forward to joining the Adventurer high school, but I know how difficult life without income is. Death by starvation is really painful. However, if I have to do a desk job or serve customers the entire day, I would be stressed out in no time. Being an adventurer has a game-like element to it so I'm not against the idea that much.
Right now I am in the middle of a device testing range that my brother just rented for 10 credits per hour. They call it a range, but it looks like a large recording studio. There is one with big room and a sub room filled with control instruments. At the cost of a pair of blue stripe panties per hour, it seems too expensive to me. However, my brother tells me it’s cheap because the device company sponsored it. I still don't understand this world’s sense of value.
“I want to see what this other world’s magic is like" Is what he said when I offered to pay. In the end, my brother still insisted that he pays.
The room I am standing in the center of was lined with hexagonal blue tiles. The wall on one side has a projection that allows me to see what my brother and sister are doing in the other room. After I had waited for a while, the tile gap began glowing with white light and the walls started to hum.
“We're ready! Kuro, start casting from small scale spells to large scale ones.” The sound of my brother came from a loudspeaker attached to the wall.
This is going to be my first time casting a magic spell in this world. No, scratch that. This is my first time casting any sort of magic in my entire life! Why didn't I do it earlier when I was alone to get the feeling of it, you ask? Uhm ... Well… When I am alone, I’m kind of busy doing this and that... It’s that! You know? That. Thing... Let’s just say was busy... Uhu... very busy.
I decided to start with the destruction branch first so I began casting the simplest one, [flame]. Even though it’s my first time, it feels natural to me. Maybe it is because the knowledge of casting magic was already ingrained into my body by that horrible pain when I came to this world. The feeling of casting magic feels like I'm moving some kind of muscle inside my body that I never knew it existed before while having those strange symbols dancing in my head.
After a few seconds of casting [flame], my brother signals me to cast the next spell. It goes on like this until I cast the first of the expert level spells like [Ice spear].
“Wait, Kuro could you do that again?” From then on he asks me to repeat casting expert spells and above thrice. Even with my level 254 character’s stats, it’s still a tiresome task. I have to rest once in awhile. Right now I feel regret at not having installed those OP Mods. Luckily, I installed the official DLC, so I have a bit more than I would in the vanilla game. However, being conservative just made me an ordinary people in this world while I could be a god otherwise. Yup, I only installed the cosmetic, 18+, survival, immersive and difficulty increasing mods.
After I finish casting all spells in the destruction branch I showed them the other branches of magic. But I omitted some spells like those that conjure living beings. I don’t know what would happen if a Dremora Lord was summoned to this world. I don’t want to start any Daedra worshiping cults here.
Same as before, all expert level spells and above were repeated thrice. Though some spells don’t work at all, like Clairvoyance for example. Are you trying to tell me I have no goal in my life? I have one! Buying a massage chair is my goal, you know? Why didn’t I buy it already? It’s too expensive! The cheapest one costs a whopping 4800 Credits. Why it’s so expensive in this world, I don’t understand at all.
I showed them a few dragon shouts, but my brother said that he couldn't detect any symbols or magic energy coming from it. He postulated that it’s not a spell and repeatedly told me to only use them when it's necessary. It seems I just got a lot of trump cards hidden under my sleeves.
“I've finished installing the energy reading program to your ID card, try checking it Kuro” The sound of my brother came from loudspeaker a few seconds after showing him the last spell. What? How could he access my ID card from that room? Can he remove that last line from my card? “No” was his answer. *tch* Never mind, I look at the ID card.
Name: Kuro Velvori Age: 15 years old
Race: Human Gender: Female
Institution: Royal Adventure High School
Class: 2B Energy: 4.718/9.000 KJuiz
Credits: 4,070
Note: If you find her alone in the public spaces, please contact authorities in the area immediately.
The number in front is moving up rapidly. Maybe that displays the current amount of magic energy I have available, while 9.000 KJuiz is my maximum capacity. If I compare it with how much Magicka I had in Skyrim, I suspect that 100 Magicka is approximately 1.000 KJuiz of magic energy here.
“You have a lot of energy and a high regeneration rate. However, most of the spells you use are crude and inefficient. It won’t be good in real combat. I will try to come up with something for you.” After saying that he busied himself with the keyboard while my sister began tinkering with some devices.
I’m curious about what exactly they're doing so I enter the control room. Inside the control room, there are stacks of equipment and monitors. There was an absurd amount of wires scattered across the floor so I had to be carefully moving to watch what my brother was doing. The monitor my brother was operating had a lot of words, symbols, and pictures flashing through rapidly. Now I'm 100% sure he's a nerd. He's a nerd and a psychic while packing a lot of muscle. This guy is really strange.
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“I finished tuning all testing devices to Kuro’s energy. Aunos, you got any idea yet?” My sister asked while showing me the device on the table. Three devices were laying on my sister's desk that being a gun type, cubic shape auxiliary type, and a short sword-shaped close combat type. There is also a utility type device that's not included in here because it isn't used for combat. My brother’s dimensional ring is also an example of a utility type.
Utility type devices can be shaped like all kinds of accessories. However, due to its size, you can’t cast a spell through it. These devices can cast only a noncombat pre-programmed spell. Because anyone with enough magic power can utilize the utility type device, it was excluded from this test.
“Well, she’s got a lot of magic to burn. So, we could disregard those monster core powered devices. Normally, I would suggest the auxiliary device so she could bombard the area with spells rapidly. However, that jobs already been taken by Sophia which I doubt Kuro would do better than her. And it won’t be good to have two auxiliary device users in the team as that would just cause interference.” My brother described what he's planning.
According to what my sister has just explained, the magic from two people couldn’t overlap in the same place at the same time unless it's specially designed to do so. Having two unsynchronized area of effect casters would just interrupt the other. Time is something I don’t have right now. I have to be ready to fight before tomorrow.
“The spells below what she called ‘Expert’ level are mostly useless here. It would be easily blocked by an interference field. Some of the Master level spells output seems decent enough, but no student grade devices have enough capacity to handle that.” My brother continued to explain. I am going to ask about “interference field”. But he just said “Later” before I could ask him.
“Try to cast that... Thunderbolt spells from different directions with this.” He pointed at one of the gun type devices on the table. It’s nothing special just a black pistol.
Student grade Attack Assist Device
Model: S225
Assist Power: 0.9 GSops
Capacity: 1.750 KJuiz/spell
Gain: 52 dP
Price: 1,400 Credits
Warning: Gun type device can only cast single point spell. Casting Area of Effect (AoE) spell through this device may cause an explosion.
Manufactured by: GIG Sorcerer
Once I held this S225, I noticed it feels like an organ rather than an object. The feeling of my Magicka moving into my second brain residing in my palm makes me feel like I've become an alien. This new brain is somehow feeble so I couldn’t think anything meaningful with it. But when I cast the spell it greedily took over the casting process. Moreover, the speed of my second brain is monstrous.
Generally, I would need a few seconds to cast the magic spell, however, with this new brain, the process is almost instantaneous. All I need to do to activate the spell is just pull the trigger.
I try to see how fast the process is with slow time shout, but even then I still perceived the process as instantaneous.
“Your magic is crude and simple. Any device could cast your spell instantaneously. Thus, you need to use more energy to achieve the same effect. However, your energy is abundant so that shouldn’t be a problem.” This is what my brother said when I looked at him. He is psychic I confirmed.
The bad news is, when I try to originate the spell further away from me, it feels like when I tried to use chopsticks for the first time, confusing and clumsy. Right now I could start the Thunderbolt 40 meters away from me, but it hit widely off the mark. Theoretically, I should be able to do it at 52 meters away. However, it’s quite difficult. My spell went haywire, and the device’s safety program had to terminate the spell a few times.
“Keep practicing that until you familiarize yourself with the device. I will optimize some of your magic for you to study in the meantime.” After a couple hours of practice, my skill improved a lot. Now I could originate my spell from 50 meters away with only a few missing. However, the other 'condition' of mine has worsened.
“Pristia, can I go to the toilet?” The reason I have to ask my sister because of that accursed the last line on my ID card.
The trip to the toilet has gone smoothly. I was surprised a bit by the waiting line. When I was a man I hardly needed to wait but right now I had to wait for about 4 minutes. It’s really torture. I promised myself I will plan it better next time.
“Girl, you are so hot that my zipper is falling for you!” While I was wobblingly leaving the restroom, I heard the most stupid pick up line in my life. Well, for a 30-years old virgin shut-in experience of mine that doesn’t count much.
I saw four hoodlums ganged up on a girl in front of the women restroom, seriously? Oi! Isn’t that my sister!?
“Let me guess, someone stole your sweet rolls?” I acted as a decoy and tried to rescue her from these hoodlums. Generally, they would have beat the shit out of me while the woman who I rescued was run away without thanks. Well, if it’s for my beloved daughter/sister I could take a few beatings for her. However, this time, my sister doesn’t run away so they just boxed us in together. Talk about a waste of effort.
“Ohhh~ This little girl looks even prettier~!” Some of those creeps got even more excited and started disgustingly shaking their hip in front of my face.
“STOP IT! HELP!” My sister yelled, but no one came to help.
“So fierce! Ha Ha Ha! You know who my father is? Go with me, and I could take you two soaring to the sky!” Soaring to the sky? .... Sky your sister! Furthermore, when that guy tried to grab my sister’s boobs I snapped.
“These are my Sister’s boobs. There are many like them, but those ones are mine.” I heard this hymn repeatedly play in my mind. I saw red when I saw that guy’s hand moving in slow motion to my sister’s boobs. It’s okay~. If they want to play with me. I will play. Yeah, I will play ‘The Nutcracker Suite’ concert for them. The Nutcracker Suite, Op 71a was a selection of eight music pieces from The Nutcracker two-act ballet by Pyotr Ilyich Tchaikovsky, intended for concert performances.
The suite rose quickly in popularity, with almost every number encored at its premiere. I started Miniature Overture of the Act 1 which depicted the scene of a Christmas tree in a particular hoodlum head by the satisfying crunching sound of my well-placed foot between his legs. Then I continued with Dance of Plum Fairy which ending was altered from ballet version with the twisted body left hook on the second guy’s...bells. The bell-like crunching sound from him represents this piece of music wonderfully. The next piece called Russian dance which I represent it with brutal crunching sound from the straight right on the third guy’s thing.
“Forte! Forte!” The voice of my annoying piano instructor in my past life suddenly popped up in my head. So I will do the ‘Forte’ on the last guy with an uppercut. It felt like I hit something hard before the impact with the target, but I broke through it nevertheless. The last guy was fell like a puppet with their strings cut. However, the crunching sound I was hoping for was not heard. My music didn't reach my audience’s heart. So I decided to finish my performance with Waltz of the Flowers by stomping on it until I heard the final note.
It took a long time to describe. However, not even a second after the first note the last guy who reacted just in time was a commendable warrior. You may call me preposterous to compare a few crunching sounds with a concert suite. However, it felt equally fulfilling and satisfying to me. The world of music is so profound and deep.
After a few screams and some wailing, the police came. My quick wit sister ran to the police and started some dramatic storytelling. I could swear that the tears on my sister's face were fake. After a while, my brother also came to discuss something with the police. If I hadn't been looking carefully, I would've missed that he gave something to the police. Oi! Isn’t that a bribe, my brother?
With all of those, I got away with only a stern warning about “excessive use of violence.” Ugh, I hope no more strange lines popped up on my ID card.