If I Had To Say, I Would Say I Am A Evil Magician 89 (Patreon)

Laboratory

A few hours later, they finally arrived at the room, and Asch roughly dropped off the baggage on his back.

"Kyaa! Owww......what are you doing!? Even though I was sleeping comfortably"

"......have you ever seen a butler who sleeps before their master?"

"No!"

"That's why!"

A vehement retort from the Dark Magician.

"Huh, are we already in the room! When in the world"

The sleepyhead butler, who looks around restlessly.

"......I wanted to hear those words four hours ago"

He piggybacked her, got on the carriage, piggybacked her, and walked. The fact that, during that time, she didn't wake up even once, makes him have terrifying doubts about her senses.

"Asch-san......were you the one who brought me?"

"Haa, I'd like you to tell me who else is there"

"......thank you"

Mira blushes sightly and bows.

"Kuku......for you to be able to say thank you, you've improved huh"

"E, ehehe. It's not that bigーー"Hmm......the world really is well constructed if I think about it that way. When it comes to a super genius like me, I wouldn't be commended even if I were to receive a national-level award. The only time was, pretty much when I won the Continent Magic Association's MVP award huh. In that respect, when one is as incompetent as you, they'll be praised just for verbalising the 6 letter words,『T・H・A・N・K・S』. It's nice huh, to be an idiot. I'm envious in a sense"

・・・

"Kiーーーーーー!"

While pressing on the forehead of Hysteric・Mira, who brandishes her fists angrily, the Dark Magician rubs her head with the other hand.

"Well then, it's about time I go into the laboratory. You mustn't come in no matter what, alright. Since it's dangerous"

"Ah, wai......a min......"

Batan

"Fuu......I guess I'll leave the idiot behind and get to work"

Asch said as he headed towards the laboratory.

When he goes down the basement's spiral stairs and opens the metal door, there was a vast space over there. There's a large round table in the middle and a gazillion storage cabinets lining up by the edge. On the shelves, experimental instruments like flasks and such have been arranged beautifully.

"Nn......how nostalgic"

While being filled with emotions, the Dark Magician mutters. Researches are composed of theories and demonstrations. The eight years of imprisonment he had, one can say that it was perfect for constructing theories, but he couldn't demonstrate at all.

First of all, he locks the door so that the idiot butler(Mira) doesn't enter the room. He also presumes the failures of his experiments and put up a triple-layer barrier around. If the toxins flow out by any chance, there's also the possibility that it'll affect the human body of the incompetent butler(Mira) who got close.

"......good grief, what a pain"

'Even though when I was alone, I didn't have to worry about such things', he frowns annoyedly.

First, he prepares the ingredients. He grinds a few roots of Deathrye grass, which affects the nerves of humans, while pouring in Magic Power. While staring at the liquified substance for a bit......he gives it a lick.

"Kuu......as expected......of......me......"

He agonises desperately while muttering. His personality that can't help testing out things he suddenly thought of, shows no signs of changing no matter how many centuries have passed.

With this liquid as the base, he mixes in various magic grasses. Deathrye grass is a powerful magic grass, but it has no effect unless it's consumed. 'First step, it's to make it into something that brings about an effect, just from making contact with the skin', Asch thought.

The experiment to create a vicious toxin was proceeding smoothly.