The car moved and soon stopped.
When I got out of the car, I could see the gate in the distance.
I followed the commander and entered a building. As soon as I went inside, the strong sll of disinfectant filled the air.
It’s a hospital.
There were no typical signs of a hospital at the entrance, nor was there a reception area visible. All I could see were people rushing around busily, with only the strong disinfectant sll hanging in the air.
As soon as I entered, a soldier approached from the side, stopped when he saw the commander, and saluted. After the commander acknowledged the salute, they stepped back.
Then, the commander led inside.
As I entered, mixed with the disinfectant sll, there was a strange, fishy odor.
I quickly realized where the sll was coming from.
There were several beds, and on them lay soldiers with holes in their bodies. From the holes, dark blue fluid slowly leaked out, and what appeared to be doctors, wearing protective suits, were cutting away at the wound areas.
“These soldiers have been cursed by sothing from the sea and are dying. Even healing magic doesn’t work properly. Even if we completely sever the wounded areas and regenerate them, they still regenerate in an infected state. Can you save them?”
A curse.
Now that I think about it, that’s sothing there was in the past. Maleficent was particularly good at using them. If I look at the fragnted mories of Maleficent, curses act on the soul.
So, it was easy for her to kill Victoria back then. She was such a powerful witch that she could cast a curse that would normally take a human shaman all day, instantly.
I walked up to the nearest patient first.
Then, I grabbed the patient and recited the contract.
The patient’s skin swelled up as if it would burst and then imdiately hardened. Then, like ceramic cracking, it ford cracks and shattered, revealing pristine white skin beneath.
There was no trace of the curse.
Suddenly, the place fell silent.
Instead, sharp stares from all directions were focused on .
I looked at the commander and asked.
“Should I contract with them all?”
The commander bowed his head to .
“Please.”
I had ruthlessly put the soldiers in the worst possible situation. I thought the commander was incompetent, but I proceeded, grabbing each patient and reciting the contract.
The first thing I learned in this world is that contracts should be made one by one.
Once the contract is made by simply reciting it, it becos difficult to control.
Most of the people in this place had turned to white skin. But in the intensive care unit, where seriously wounded patients gathered, most of their skin had turned blue.
Even if death is certain because the curse couldn’t be lifted, as long as they weren’t on the verge of dying, their bodies didn’t turn blue.
From my own experience, both white and blue skin felt the sa when I touched them.
It's awkward that even I don't know the identity of what I'm using, but what can I do?
It's the most powerful weapon I have, after all.
So, I spent quite a bit of ti moving around the hospital, creating many Harvesters.
But there was a blind spot...
One of the Harvesters in the ICU gained the supernatural ability to break curses. It seems that if there’s sothing I need to solve but can’t, I gain the supernatural ability to solve it.
Of course, what this Harvester can solve is the dismantling of curses. While it can’t heal severed limbs or missing organs, just lifting the curse is enough for this hospital to treat those injuries.
So, I couldn’t turn all of the patients into Harvesters.
That’s a bit regrettable.
Still, it’s not necessarily a bad thing that the Harvester gained a supernatural ability.
It raises my value.
And then, I left the hospital, had dinner with the commander and his adjutant, and went to my lodging in the city.
It’s a very luxurious room.
Of course, compared to the accommodations I stayed in at the capital, it’s quite shabby, but what can you do? It’s a lodging usually provided when royalty from other countries visits.
Anyway, they said they’d prepare a ans of transport so I could head back to the capital tomorrow.
It’ll be a comfortable trip back.
I thought to myself as I lay on the bed.
As for the other side, well...
This side is comfortably hanging around.
Even without eating, I can see that my body is being supplied with calories, likely from the nutrients coming through the tubes implanted in .
In the faded mories, I vaguely recall receiving fluids and lying in bed for more than two days.
Back then, I wasn’t hungry at all.
Normally, if no action is taken, muscles dry out and quickly wither, but in this body, I have no such worries.
Why, you ask?
Because when pain and pleasure rush in, the body reacts automatically.
The muscles throughout my body contract and expand repeatedly, so it seems like I’m exercising automatically.
Though, I do have a question about whether this bodily fluid leakage is okay.
But I didn’t ask. Instead, I continued reciting the contract whenever I saw the woman coming to check on my condition.
Of course, I didn’t expect it to work. After all, the won with the sa face were all already contracted.
If they push in, I can imdiately fill it.
But I don’t. Until I understand this world better, I won’t act recklessly. So, I quietly held my breath, chanically reciting the contract.
Even with my eyes covered, I wasn’t unaware of my surroundings. When you observe the body, you can still sense the outside world, even if your eyes are covered.
If you are reading this translation anywhere other than Novelight or SilkRoadTL, it has been stolen.
If I were to compare it, it’s like using ultrasound to see inside the stomach or using special waves to peer inside a building.
The resolution isn’t as high as sight, but I can roughly tell that sothing is moving.
And with the sound of footsteps added, I can assess the situation.
The woman always cos from the sa direction, stands sowhere to my left, and then disappears. When my field of vision briefly cleared, I saw a machine with a dashboard there, so she’s probably checking my ~Nоvеl𝕚ght~ condition.
Pain and pleasure feel very irregular, but I noticed that, like so program, it repeats at regular intervals.
It’s fully automated.
And after quite so ti had passed.
Instead of the usual footsteps, I heard heavy ones. And it wasn’t just one pair. There were many footsteps.
Hmm? What’s going on?
I waited, expecting sothing to happen, when I heard a familiar sound.
“Did you enjoy last night? Even a powerful demon, when entering that body, imdiately falls and howls like a beast. Above all, my child hated the most the feeling of his existence being sucked into it.”
He chuckled.
My child?
Ah. This thing inside , I suppose. Judging by its lack of movent and how it has lightened, it’s probably dead.
But a demon?
Ah-ha!
He’s already experinted on . He didn’t summon imdiately. I could tell he wasn’t particularly nervous because he’d likely experinted many tis, gaining confidence. Also, using the phrase “my child” suggests he has stolen power from so subject.
But in that case, couldn’t he just summon and then produce offspring?
Perhaps he has so flaw.
“How about it? Are you ready to submit to now?”
Hmm. Should I have a real conversation here, pretend to be so incomprehensible monster, or just act? Well, acting is out. I’m not an actor. I’d definitely get caught.
I wanted to decide based on how the opponent looked.
By looking at their expression, I can sense what they’re feeling, but at this mont, I wish I could take off the blindfold.
Hmmm.
Right now, I can hear multiple breathing sounds beside him. I hear trembling sounds from those breaths.
Heh-heh.
Are you trying to experint? Did you bring an experint subject?
Well, if that’s the case, I only have one thing to say.
“I will give myself to you. But after you finish everything, I want everything you have in return. How about it?”
There was a brief silence.
Then, the rustling of paper was heard. The sound of pages turning.
“Hmmm. There’s no mory at all in the brain. Even a powerful demon or a lowly deity, once summoned, has information recorded in the brain. Is it a monster beyond recognition? Or is it because it’s such a primal god that it has no awareness? But it tried to converse.”
Ugh!
That was close. Can you read mories? Luckily, it seems he couldn’t extract mine... I should refrain from lying as much as possible from now on.
Muttering echoed.
Then, there was the sound of sothing scratching paper. Writing.
“Assistant. Bring the first subject to the author. We will now begin the experint on the contract’s mutation state.”
When the mage spoke, I heard fearful groans from the side. The trembling ones had their mouths sealed.
A few footsteps rushed and soon, the heavy steps drew closer to .
Whoosh.
Then, my body suddenly jerked forward.
No, to be precise, my head went downwards. And with a click, the part connecting my head and body was fixed.
They’re making sure I can’t move my head.
And shortly after.
My vision suddenly cleared.
In front of was a boy with a ruined face, looking up at with an expression of fear. Standing next to him were two won with the sa face, holding the boy up, one of them holding a blindfold.
Around the boy’s neck was a necklace I had seen before.
They’re checking the Harvester.
Fine. I’ll actively agree to this kind of experint.
When you try to explore , I’ll explore you back!
I recited the contract.
The boy trembled and shook his head, but when the woman struck his groin, he scread, frothing at the mouth.
Then, a little later, the boy nodded.
Hmm.
It’s connected, but I deliberately waited. I prefer to think there’s a limit to it. It’s easier to handle when I think there’s a restriction.
The mage instructed to remove the gag from the boy’s mouth. Once the gag was removed, I recited the contract again, and the boy, with a fearful expression, accepted it.
Then, I pushed myself into the boy.
A Harvester was born.
And besides the boy, there was another man. Five won. All of them young or children.
After the last person beca a Harvester, I was blindfolded again and hung in a position close to lying down.
I looked around from the Harvester’s perspective.
I could see the surroundings I hadn’t noticed before.
There were massive chanical devices above and below , and tal needles ran along my spine. And at the end of those needles were wires that connected to a tal device above.
In addition to that, several tubes were implanted in my body. So were in my blood vessels, and blood was being filtered through an artificial kidney-like device before flowing back into .
Quite a tight setup.
The mage instructed one of the won with the sa face to keep observing , then took the Harvesters and left the room.
Then, the Harvester was vivisected.
At that mont, the mory of Daegon, an expert in biotechnology, flashed. Looking at the tools around, or the perspective of soone dissecting, and using the information recorded by the mage, he describes a highly advanced level of technology.
All of the Harvesters ca from people living in the city where this lab was located. So had been sold as slaves, others were kidnapped.
However, the technology here is likely more advanced than what I saw in the world I ca from.
The reason the world I saw seed underdeveloped is likely due to the enormous technological gap between the upper and lower classes.
I’m learning about this world bit by bit through these Harvesters.
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