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Chapter 49: The Saints Are Made

The physical examination of a certain girl is over.

This is a small hospital belonging to "Academy City" and located near the Rovanel Research Base.

Misaka No. 19348 said goodbye to the doctor who helped adjust her body, and went to the locker room to change into thick winter clothes.

Although she likes to dress up like her sister, her body temperature is the same as that of a normal person, so she cannot move around easily in a short skirt and school uniform in the freezing weather.

(… Misaka No. 19348 looks at the snow with regret and expresses envy to everyone who can go out freely.)

Through the electromagnetic network formed by the same amplitude brain waves unique to ‘sisters’, the clone girl shared the information at this time without expression.

Two months ago, after the experiment of the "Absolute Ability User Evolution Project" was frozen, they were sent to cooperative organizations around the world in the name of undergoing physical adjustments.

Originally, Misaka No. 19348 should have been inspected in a specialized facility like the other sisters.

But ten days ago, the nursing center where she was staying suddenly suffered a large-scale equipment failure. Misaka No. 19348 probably had to spend time in this remote place until the overhaul was completed.

The topic she raised quickly aroused heated discussion among some ‘sisters’.

(Don’t worry, cheer up, No. 19348, Misaka No. 18072 try to encourage them as the nearest ones.)

This is a message from Misaka's sister in a country adjacent to Misaka No. 19348.

(Equipment must be well maintained. Misaka 10777 checked its radio device again and condemned the irresponsible staff.)

This is a message from Misaka, who has integrated into the local area and has a job arrangement.

(Ah haha! You are so unlucky! Misaka Misaka watched the entertainment program on TV and expressed her sympathy in a gloating tone! Misaka Misaka...ah! Ah wow!!)

A more childish and cheerful voice sounded than before, but in the middle of the sentence it seemed that there was a signal obstruction for some reason and had to be stopped.

Misaka Network ushered in a moment of peace.

After a few breaths, another on-site report from Misaka sister came.

(The situation explains that Misaka 20001 has just encountered the force majeure of 'Hey! Bastard brat! What time do you think it is now! Go to bed!' Misaka 00001 does not agree with his atrocities, but does not want to refute this time, Misaka 00001

No. pretended to be asleep, trying hard to hold back the urge to laugh.)

Imitating someone's way of speaking, this answer seems to have gained a consensus within the Misaka network, and is re-opened around the daily conversations between the Misaka sisters.

But the ‘Command Tower’ that was so proud just now never appeared again.

After all, due to the time difference, it is already late at night in "Academy City".



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In the huge laboratory, there is a huge incubator.

Several long lock-shaped conduits are arranged above, constantly delivering something to the glass container.

Looking from the front, there is a humanoid figure with eyes closed, and occasionally liquid bubbles can be seen slowly rising.

Leaning against the console not far away, the blond girl looked at the data report in her hand with a serious expression on her face.

Until the end, she seemed to have achieved satisfactory results, and nodded and looked at her results.

Theoretically, it will take at least fourteen days to cultivate an adult clone using relevant drugs.

However, that is only relative.

Making final adjustments on the machine, Flanders put down the report recording the specific time.

Ten days.

With the full operation of the entire cooperative agency, she finally completed her 'experiment' before her return date.

Looking at the familiar face in the container, she also lamented that all the preliminary preparations had not been in vain.

Putting aside everything else, the complete mass-produced ability user analysis method and biological adjustment data alone were indispensable for that battle.

Perhaps general research institutes also possess cloning technology, but those do not meet Frenda's requirements.

And if she hadn't taken advantage of the chaos, she wouldn't have been able to transfer the data to herself without fail, and she wouldn't have had the chance to develop the body she needed.

Although the first step of the goal has been successful, the next part is crucial.

After confirmation, the transparent hatch slowly opened after the culture medium disappeared.

Slightly restraining the joy in her eyes, Flanda wrapped the body born under "science" in white cloth and gently placed it on the ground.

This body is currently unconscious. She has not entered personality data, nor has she imported basic information using the "learning device".

In other words, it is an ‘empty shell’.

The blood collection for the original body was naturally provided by herself. The only pity was that this body could not inherit a certain trait.

Because 'Flanda Severen' possesses the qualifications of a 'Valkyrie'.

Perhaps due to the specialization of her soul, Frenda realized not long after she was born that she had a special constitution from the Nordic mythology in her body.

In order to do some 'preparation work' at the beginning, this constitution can be said to have given her a lot of help, allowing her to safely pass the adaptation period of her abilities.

Of course, important is important, but it is just a pity.

Rather, it would be best if this new body did not inherit the ability of the "Valkyrie".

She remembered someone.

Brunhild Einkutber.

She also has the talent of "Valkyrie", but she cannot fully utilize it, and it even became her weakness for a time.

With this 'learned lesson', Frenda does not need to follow the same old path again.

Otherwise, wouldn't the meaning of her choosing "Saint" be redundant?

With a faint smile, the aura of 'humanity' began to fade from 'Flanda's body.

All the blue eyes turned into pink and purple, and behind her, the white wings were looming.

In order to maintain the 'purity' necessary for a certain ceremony in the future, in addition to numerical technical support, the entire training work was completed by herself from beginning to end, so there was no need to worry about anyone seeing this vision full of sacredness.

That’s it.

'Frenda' said to herself.

Then.

She held out her left hand.

The condensed rhombus crystals rippled with wind cyclones, blowing a pure bass horn on the wall.

then.

She extended her right hand.

The star code that houses the consciousness of the stars weaves the magic circle of the soul's incarnation, spreading a rhythm like a heartbeat.

——The setting of the Son of God, the appearance of the stigmata.

Invisible distortions flashed by, and the interlaced light began to shrink and converge.

After reaching the limit of saturation, the unparalleled breath exploded in a violent ring impact centered on the 'empty shell' body.

The remaining energy penetrated the barrier and quickly spread toward an invisible distance.

Unaffected by this aura, the initiator, the blonde girl, looked at the body that was about to open its eyes.

A certain same 'being' appears.

She chuckled softly.

With the blessing of new life.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

"saint".

Made.




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