Release that Witch - Chapter 1220

[Chapter 1190 “A Significant Work”]

Lucia neither understands what high-energy physics refers to, nor does she quite understand the relationship between what she has done and physics, but she has noticed that every time His Majesty sees this plaque, he always stops and stares at it for a long time. It seems that it has a strange power.

This also made Lucia more actively involved in her new job.

Although what she did was not much different from what she did in the furnace area, whenever she thought of His Majesty’s expression, she felt that she might really be doing something great.

“Hey, you’re here.” Entering the inner courtyard, Azima raised her hand and greeted her while lying on a chair with her eyes closed.

“Excuse me, good afternoon.” Lucia quickly returned.

“The sunshine here is mild, and I fell asleep for a while before I knew it,” Azima stretched. “Are you going to start working?”

“Yes. I will trouble you next.”

She waved her hand, “No trouble, I’m your assistant, if you have anything to do, just tell me. It’s not the first time we meet, so there’s no need to see each other like this. Besides…”

Azima murmured something softly, but it was still sent to Lucia’s ears by the warm autumn wind—”Just sitting here can get the monthly salary of two gold dragons, so there’s nothing to complain about.”

She couldn’t help covering her mouth.

To be honest, she was a little afraid of the other party at first, after all, she had heard rumors of discord within Sleeping Island from Wendy, and the instigator was this tall red-haired witch with sharp features.

To be the leader of a small group is naturally superior, and judging from the behavior of the other party, she does have the demeanor of a big sister, so when His Majesty Roland asked Azima to be her assistant, she was quite Because of anxiety, I always feel that I can’t be the person in charge of the new research institute at all.

However, after a few months of contact, Lucia found that the other party was not as scary as she imagined. Although she occasionally complained to Her Majesty Tilly and even blamed her, she was unequivocal and cooperative in her work. Her request, and she is very sensitive to salary, she can often hear trivial thoughts such as “Isn’t it just to support myself”, “I will definitely prove it to you”, “Nightingale, wait for me”, etc. As indifferent as he appears on the surface, he is a very interesting person.

“Then, thank you.” Lucia opened the closet and handed the white protective clothing to her.

The first step in the work is to completely isolate the body from the outside world.

Not only touching, but even breathing needs to go through a special filter device.

This is what His Majesty has repeatedly explained – the purified items are extremely toxic, and just a single powder can kill a person.

To prevent inadvertence, two people must check each other’s clothing, especially those parts that they cannot see.

After putting on the protective clothing, Azima gave her a thumbs up.

Then the two walked into an open-air compound.

Pieces of blue stone bricks were placed neatly on the ground, covering most of the courtyard. Except for the darker color, they looked no different from the freshly fired bricks in the kiln area.

But as long as you hold it in your hand, you can immediately feel the difference between them-every stone is extraordinarily heavy, as if it is not a stone product, but a metal creation.

Lucia picked up a piece casually and covered it with magic power. Due to being baked by the sun for a long time, the surface of the stone brick was slightly hot, but this did not affect her ability to display it.

Under the magical vision, the bricks turned into a colorful composition, some of which were very dazzling, as if emitting light themselves.

And the “color block” that His Majesty needs only occupies a very small part, just like ink dots accidentally spilled on a painting.

Of course, compared to the pile of ore in the North Slope Mountain, this is already a huge improvement.

Driven by her, the blocks of color move slowly and reassemble until they become four separate wholes.

The largest part of the motley is waste, just throw it into the trash can, and Taquila will send someone to collect it every day, so she doesn’t need to deal with it.

As for the remaining three parts, one is smaller than the other, and the last mass of silver-white metal, which is the highly poisonous substance in His Majesty’s mouth, is almost the size of a grain of salt.

Lucia carefully stored it in a glass jar and put it aside alone.

The other two groups of metal are much larger, one is almost the size of an apricot, and the other is close to a small half of a fingernail.

It is also silvery white from the outside, only ability can distinguish them.

Both were much simpler to handle, the larger ones tossed into a basket, then handed over to Anna to slice and dice for the new machine she was testing.

The smaller ones are placed in lead boxes, and the container is replaced every five kilograms.

If there were no other tasks, she would be able to separate this amount of metal blocks in two or three days.

However, His Majesty also said that these bricks and stones were all found from the architectural relics of the Radiant Clan, and they had been refined to a certain extent in advance, so it would not be so convenient to replace them with ore afterwards.

After breaking down a blue brick, Lucia stood up and opened her hands to Azima.

This is also the rule set by His Majesty. Every time a treatment is completed, it must be confirmed that there are no omissions and residues on the scene and on the clothes.

The fine particles that are difficult for ordinary people to see are connected like silk threads under Azima’s ability to search for the source. UU Reading www.sonicmtl.com can’t proceed to the decomposition of the next piece of raw material until it is confirmed that all related objects have been contained.

About two hours later, Lucia felt that her magic power was approaching the bottom line.

“Enough, let’s stop here today,” probably seeing her fatigue, Azima came over to support her, “There is still class tonight, if you run out of magic power, you will have to be carried later I’m going back.”

“Well,” Lucia nodded, “You’re right…so.”

Apart from the problem of magic power, the airtight protective clothing has already made her sweat profusely. If she can’t concentrate, it will be a waste of effort to continue doing it.

After a brief cleaning, the two went back indoors, took off their clothes, and let out a sigh of relief.

It was almost dusk at this time, and the breeze blowing in from the window brought a hint of coolness. Listening to the rustling sound of the ivy, Lucia felt that she was alive again in an instant.

At this moment, a familiar voice suddenly came from behind, “Thank you.”

She turned her head to look at the door, and saw His Majesty Roland and Nightingale walking into the inner courtyard with a smile, the latter still holding two bottles of sky blue Chaos Drink.

“This is—” Azima was stunned.

“Don’t tell me about my personal reward,” Roland spread his hands.

“Thank…thank you.” She took the drink from Nightingale slightly stiffly.

And Lucia couldn’t wait to open the bottle cap.

When the refreshing drink flowed into her throat, she forgot the “big thing” for a while, maybe it was really meaningful, but she was satisfied enough for the moment.

After the two finished their drinks, Roland asked about the business, “How is the decomposition going?”

“They are all stored here separately according to your requirements,” Lucia walked into the back room, opened the door of one of the lead cabinets, and dozens of neatly arranged lead boxes were presented in front of everyone.

[End of this Chapter]