The Hero Kicked Me Out of His Party, So I Turned Him into My Maid - Chapter 18

“Mother!”

Huh? Where’s Mom?

Confused, Mila sniffled, her face streaked with tears, opened her arms to hug Ariel, and buried her face in the white sugar cake.

“Ariel, I’m so scared, Ariel!”

Mira kept sobbing, clutching Ariel’s clothes tightly with both hands.

This child was truly terrified.

Indeed, without sensing anyone behind me or any magic, my entire outfit was torn off.

If you’re unlucky, you might be killed without even realizing it. Just thinking about it sends chills down my spine…

No, Mila isn’t a child; she’s clearly 16 years old.

Ariel stroked Mila’s little head, hugged Mila’s body and gently rocked her, softly comforting her:

“It’s okay, Mira, I’m here…”

“Ariel is here…”

“Yes, I’m here, don’t be afraid.”

“Ariel…I…”

Mira’s voice grew softer and softer. In Ariel’s gentle embrace and with her magnanimous presence, she completely relaxed, temporarily forgetting everything that had just happened. A wave of drowsiness washed over her, and she fell into a deep sleep.

Ariel used her hands to scoop up handfuls of raw metal materials and semi-finished products from the ground and move them aside until she cleared an area. Then, she gently helped Mira lie down on the ground.

Looking at Mila’s sleeping face, she whispered:

Goodnight, Mila, you had a hard day.

Otto crouched down, his fingers stroking his chin, while his other hand repeatedly rubbed the remaining metallic surface. His grey-green eyes seemed to hold a series of formulas flowing through them:

“Junior Alyssa, do you think this looks like a magical attack?”

Ariel tiptoed to Otto’s side and, mimicking Otto’s actions, rubbed the metal surface repeatedly with her hand to carefully examine it.

The cut surface was smoother than I had imagined.

Otto pondered for a moment, then pinched his monocle in his hand, infusing it with a tiny bit of magic. The entire monocle was enveloped in magic. Within the magic, the outline of a purple eye slowly opened.

Ariel was startled by the sudden opening of the eyes. She sat down on the ground, kicked her legs back, and pushed aside the scattered metal materials on the ground, moving further away from Otto.

Otto explained calmly:

“Don’t be afraid, junior. These glasses of mine are actually magical artifacts. I’m activating the magical artifact’s ability to amplify my observation right now, and I have no other malicious intent.”

Alyssa nodded.

She didn’t suspect Otto of what he was up to; she was just startled by his suddenly opened eyes.

Otto observed carefully for a while, then finally took off his monocle and tried to rub his sore eyes. Seemingly realizing that his fingers were covered in metallic powder that couldn’t be washed off, he put his hand down, shook his monocle, and let it return to normal.

Then Otto stated his conclusion:

“The metal surface is extremely smooth, so smooth that it’s unreasonable.”

“I think we can rule out the magic option because magic looks smooth, but it’s actually very rough. The marks left on metal are invisible to the naked eye, but they can’t escape my eyes.”

Ariel muttered to herself.

If it’s not magic, then it’s even less likely to be physical cutting.

How did you do that?

Mila was fast asleep on the ground, while Otto kept his hand on his chin and didn’t say another word.

The atmosphere froze, and a stalemate ensued.

Finally, seeing Alyssa yawning repeatedly, Otto took the initiative to break the deadlock:

“It’s already past midnight, Ariel, you should take Mira back with you. This isn’t a serious situation, and it’s okay if your talk club can’t find the cause.”

Ariel nodded, without saying anything more.

“Wow, it’s dawn? What are we eating today, Alyssa?”

Mila was startled awake by Ariel’s gentle shaking, and she sprang to her feet, extremely excited.

Seeing Ariel’s tired face and Otto’s serious expression, Mira’s emotions quickly cooled, and she said timidly:

“I’m sorry, I actually fell asleep…”

Otto remained silent. Having witnessed the metal disappearance firsthand, he was now deeply pondering the reasons behind it.

As an alchemist, he firmly believed that everything happens for a reason.

After saying goodbye to Otto, Ariel put her arm around Mira and the two rode their magic brooms back to their dormitory under the moonlight.

Tomorrow will still be another day of club activities…

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“Senior sister knows so much about magic, she should know what’s going on!”

Mira knew that she couldn’t come up with anything on her own, so she could only pin her hopes on the knowledgeable senior, Luna.

The next day, during club activities, Otto didn’t come to the counseling club, so Arielle told Luna the whole story from beginning to end.

To be honest, I do have an idea of ​​my own.

Precise cutting cannot be achieved with magic, but it can be achieved with spiritual energy.

In my past life, there was a sect where disciples specialized in learning various techniques for manipulating spiritual energy.

That sect has been refining its manipulation of spiritual energy for hundreds of years and is gradually getting closer to the source of spiritual energy.

If they wanted to, cutting out an absolutely smooth plane with spiritual energy wouldn’t be a problem.

The problem is, if that’s the case, wouldn’t it mean there are other people in this world who came from our world?

I’d rather believe that’s not the case.

Luna pondered for a moment, then suddenly raised her eyebrows slightly and moved her body a little closer to the front.

“It seems that the senior already knows!”

Mila cheered.

Luna didn’t try to dampen Mira’s enthusiasm. There was no need to argue with a child (Mira: I’m not a child!).

She spoke calmly, her tone completely devoid of emotion:

“This all started with alchemy.”

Luna tapped her fingers lightly on the table, and clusters of magical light fell onto the table, casually forming a standard transmutation magic circle.

“We learned in class that conventional alchemy consists of three steps: decomposition, understanding, and reconstruction. The deformation or reshaping of metals must follow this process.”

Mira first nodded, as if she had heard this in class, then shook her head:

“But senior, what does this have to do with metal being cut smoothly?”

Luna tapped the table again with her finger, and this time even more magical dots fell rapidly, forming a miniature transmutation magic circle that was a hundred times more complex than the standard version.

“When the alchemy circle is sufficiently complex and advanced, the interval between ‘decomposition’ and ‘reconstruction’ approaches zero, resulting in matter appearing to be instantly replaced. The resulting cross-section will be extremely smooth.”

Ariel understood completely:

“So, there’s a high-level alchemy circle inside the alchemy society that’s transforming metals?”

Luna nodded:

“That’s roughly it.”

So……

Ariel looked at Mira:

“Mira, when the clothes on your back disappeared, were there any noticeable changes? For example, a strange smell or sound?”

Mira tried hard to recall, her eyes slightly narrowed:

“It seems… there’s a faint smell, like the smell of molten iron in a forge.”

“That’s right, Mira. You were probably too close to the metal material behind you. When the magic circle was absorbing the metal, you accidentally brought your clothes in with you.”

Mira felt as if a huge weight had been lifted from her heart, and let out a long sigh of relief.

“I knew it! I have no grudges against anyone, so why would anyone specifically come to kill me…”

You were so scared last night that you called for your mother…

Ariel thought to herself, but dared not say it aloud.

“That’s right, Junior Alyssa is right.”

Otto entered the meeting house and placed a large gold ingot on the table.

It is worth noting that there was a piece of cloth-like impurity mixed in with the golden metal ingot. The cloth was washed white and was obviously cut from Mira’s witch costume!