The Genius of Cloning in the Academy City

Chapter 162: Parallel Computing Violet! (1)

After a while, I realized what mistake I had made.

"Did they misunderstand because of the wording?"

I decided to ask the two of them directly, just in case.

"You two aren’t imagining something perverted, are you?"

The expressions of the man and woman subtly changed at my words.

It seemed these fools were caught in some strange misunderstanding. The way they kept avoiding my gaze confirmed it.

I placed my hands on my hips and glared at these indecent people.

"Uncle, didn’t you say earlier that you needed someone? This lady is an expert in magic and artifacts."

"Oh, so she’s an assistant. Then why call her a slave..."

"Exactly! If the term ’slave’ is weird, just think of her as a graduate student."

At my words, Ennis flinched and let out a small groan, nodding her head, while Yurik sighed briefly.

"I might have used the wrong term, but don’t you two think it’s also your fault for interpreting it in such a perverse way? Anyway, I’m off to guide the lady now! Follow me!"

"...Wait a moment!"

Violet dragged Ennis outside. As soon as Yurik let out a small sigh, Assistant Violet walked out from behind him.

"We’ll need another desk in the office, right?"

"If we’re going to work together, probably. But more importantly, Violet."

Yurik turned toward me.

"Call me Boss! I told Ennis the same thing, so it’d be better to use that title instead of ‘Ms. So-and-So.’ Anyway, what’s up?"

"...Alright, Boss. Earlier, you mentioned ‘slave,’ right?"

The clumsy re

However, this raised the question of how to overcome skill gaps.

Ordinary Awakened individuals, focused on enhancement abilities, could be managed with techniques, experience, or equipment, but the disparity in magical skill was stark. Think of Lucian being knocked out by the Vanguard or Daphne’s shield being pierced.

"That’s just because those guys were strong enough to break through Unique Abilities."

"Is that so?"

The discussion continued.

"The deal with Armas isn’t far off. Let’s learn magic later."

Violet No. 671 voiced a skeptical opinion. We had made a decent amount of money from dungeon expeditions, and a few hours ago, we received a sum collected by the clans after the Vittorio Dungeon incident.

Considering the firepower of the weapons we planned to purchase with this money, magic seemed less significant.

"Didn’t you see the message from the arms dealer via Director Leslie? They managed to acquire surplus equipment from a Federal Army warehouse."

As Violet No. 671 spoke, she displayed the list of surplus equipment mentioned by Armas in the network. Even though we’d seen it before, it was still daunting.

"Look, they’ve even got cannons! They’re old-fashioned, but if we fire them, we can kill the Vanguard, the chairman, and even demolish buildings!"

The quiet Violets objected.

"What if they bring combustion suppression magic again? Look at someone like Lera carrying a combustion suppression artifact. The clan probably has several similar items."

"There could also be mages using limited high-speed motion nullification fields. And don’t forget interception spells. Skilled mages can intercept incoming rockets. You’ve all seen it."

The image of mages intercepting Violet-guided bombs and rocket barrages with dazzling bursts of light silenced the network.

"Alright, then. We’ll have to focus on magic training. First, let’s look for some equipment."

We agreed to train in magic.

However, another issue arose.

The Violets had barely any magical equipment.

"Let’s inventory everything!"

"This is an automatic rifle, that’s an automatic shotgun, this is... a human leg? And this is a head..."

"Why do we have a leg and a head? Throw those out!"

"No way! The leg is for pranking the student council president. I’ll just toss the head."

Violet sent the unknown head to Unit 1004’s rocket workshop on a deserted island.

Unit 1004 kicked the head into the ocean.

"Enjoy your meal, fish~"

After finishing the inventory, a few items were laid on the ground: an electric staff captured from a gang, some cheap magical gear, and a few staves scavenged from the Vanguard.

The problem was that all of them were broken.

"If I’d known, I wouldn’t have run them over with a tank."

"But look at this! The tip is still intact."

Unit 678 picked up one of the staves from the ground. The broken staff revealed a round, translucent blue orb at the end.

"Couldn’t we repair and use this?"

"Who would you ask to fix it?"

Suddenly, an idea popped into my head.

"How about asking Ennis? She seems skilled with artifacts and magical equipment."

"That sounds baseless...but let’s ask her. If it doesn’t work, we can order new ones."

Soon after, we called the slave researcher, who was having a late lunch.

"...This is Vanguard equipment."

"Yep. You can fix it, right? Fix it for us!"

At our request, Ennis looked a bit troubled as she examined the equipment scattered on the ground.

She carefully inspected the various staves on the floor.

"They’re not as damaged as I expected."

"Really? You can actually fix them? I thought you were just a researcher."

"My position in the department involved interpreting and developing artifacts and magical equipment, so I know a bit about handling this stuff. But..."

She added cautiously.

"It might be cheaper to just buy replacements. Are you sure you want me to fix these?"

"Go for it! These are Vanguard’s, so they must be top-notch!"

After some hesitation, she began listing the tools she’d need for the repairs.

Let’s see how good our slave’s skills really are.