"Forget it, Head of the Kamisato family, you can leave," Neuvillette stopped Wriothesley and spoke.
"That's more like it..."
"Duke, Lord Neuvillette..."
"We will et again in the future."
"Kamisato Ayato" smiled, pushed open the eting room door, and walked out.
"Neuvillette, what do you an by that? You saw it too, right? Kamisato Ayato has already been affected by the Eerie!" Wriothesley looked at Neuvillette, speaking anxiously.
"Are we really just going to ignore him?"
"Wriothesley..." Neuvillette spoke slowly.
"In such a confined space, with no one else around, if Kamisato Ayato had wanted to kill us just now, we'd probably already be two corpses."
Wriothesley reluctantly nodded, acknowledging that Neuvillette had a point.
"Moreover, this Eerie Kamisato Ayato, compared to usual cases, seems a bit too calm..."
"He isn't as insane, but rather seems more like he's following orders..."
"Like, for example, making you drink that cup of milk tea..."
Wriothesley furrowed his brows, deep in thought.
"You think Kamisato Ayato isn't fully affected by the Eerie?"
"Is he being controlled by 'The Doctor,' Dottore?"
"Quite possibly," Neuvillette nodded.
"Let's not worry about Kamisato Ayato for now. He's been pretending, and it seems like he doesn't intend to go on a killing spree..."
"Let's hurry and bring Sigewinne, and et up with Su Yuan. We need to report this to them."
.............
As "Kamisato Ayato" led the Inazuman entourage away from ropide and onto the shore, a crisp snap of fingers suddenly echoed through the small forest they passed.
In the next mont, all the Inazuman followers, except for "Kamisato Ayato," let out agonizing screams, as if they had been doused with a potent acid.
Their flesh rapidly corroded and dissolved, until nothing remained but pools of blood seeping into the earth.
"What is the aning of this..."
"Kamisato Ayato's" voice was cold.
"Everyone traveling with is dead. How am I supposed to explain this when I return to Inazuma?"
"It ans nothing. I simply didn't want anyone overhearing our conversation."
The figure of 'The Doctor,' Dottore, erged from the trees.
He gazed at "Kamisato Ayato" and slowly spoke:
"Judging by your expression, you failed, didn't you?"
"Yes."
"Kamisato Ayato" nodded.
"As per your request, I attempted to make Wriothesley drink the milk tea you prepared."
"I was so close, but then Neuvillette suddenly appeared..."
"However, judging by their reactions, they are indeed extrely wary of Wriothesley drinking tea."
"Very good." Dottore nodded in satisfaction.
"This information alone is enough. It confirms many of my hypotheses."
"But without a precious eye, how am I supposed to save my sister...?"
"Kamisato Ayato" turned to Dottore, his voice tense.
"You promised —as long as I followed your instructions, you would save her..."
"Ayaka can only die by my hands, not by that Raiden Shogun..."
"Hahahaha..."
Dottore burst into laughter before speaking.
"As an exceptional researcher, one must always consider every possible outco."
"If you had succeeded, you could have exchanged Sigewinne's precious lusine-like eye for your sister's life..."
"But if you fail, I have also prepared a replacent."
As Dottore spoke, he handed a small box to "Kamisato Ayato."
"Open this only after you return to Inazuma..."
"Do not open it along the way, no matter what."
"Kamisato Ayato" glanced at the small box in his hand, then looked up at Dottore.
"You look much older now than when you were in Inazuma."
"Haha, maybe you're just seeing things?" Dottore chuckled ambiguously.
After "Kamisato Ayato" left, Dottore leaned against a small tree, lost in thought...
To truly master a power, one must first understand its essence.
Dottore raised his right hand, and instantly, a mass of pitch-black, blood-red flas ignited in his palm.
A few days ago, he could only summon a tiny flicker of this fla at his fingertip.
But now, it covered nearly half of his palm.
Although each of his segnts was an independent entity, they shared sensory experiences.
By using the ones that had been corrupted and controlled, Dottore had gained a clear understanding of how this power flowed and functioned within the body—and just how terrifying it truly was.
Through constant imitation and practice, he was gradually improving his control.
Yet, despite this progress, the essence of this power remained elusive to him.
At first, Dottore believed that this power stemd from intense negative emotions.
However, after conducting nurous live experints on various subjects—testing every possible thod, from inducing pain, sorrow, regret, and rage—none of them had ever manifested this power within their bodies.
Reflecting on his own segnts that had been corrupted and controlled, Dottore realized that negative emotions alone could not fully explain everything.
Intense negative emotions might be a necessary condition, but they were not a sufficient one...
Perhaps every individual had a specific trigger that activated this power.
"Hehehe... hahaha... this is truly fascinating," Dottore chuckled softly.
"If Wriothesley's trigger is related to tea leaves, then what about Neuvillette? And what about the seven ruling Archons of this world—what are their conditions?"
"What about my own pri segnt—what would its trigger be?"
Dottore pondered deeply.
"But logically, Neuvillette shouldn't have appeared in ropide at that exact ti..."
"And now, after so many days, the Oratrice canique d'Analyse Cardinale not only failed to exhibit the anomalies I expected—it has even returned to normal..."
"That shouldn't be possible..."
"As a researcher, I shouldn't interfere with an experint or manipulate its results..."
"But encountering two unexpected variables in a row is starting to irritate ."
"If I find out that soone has been cheating—tampering with my experint's outco—I will not let such academic misconduct slide so easily..."
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