"It hurts! It hurts, it hurts, it hurts!!!" Bedivere shouted, and the pain caused a lot of cold sweat to break out on his forehead.
"Be patient, this thing has to be connected to your nerves, it's going to be so painful." Merlin said, while busy fiddling with the alloy prosthetic limb on his hand. Part of the prosthetic limb has been connected to Bedivere's left shoulder.
The magical metal and skin fit together tightly without affecting the ability of the muscles to move; some things that look like special wires are connected to the nerve lines. This tight combination actually does not cause damage to the nerves.
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"Now move your fingers and try?" the mage said.
"Squeak." The middle finger on the prosthetic limb is curled up, and it is really as dexterous as a human finger.
"Very good!" Merlin said.
"That's not good! What I want to move is my index finger!" Bedivere said dumbfounded.
"It's all fingers anyway, no problem." Merlin said disapprovingly, since he didn't care how any finger moved.
"'No problem' is bullshit!------Please fix it for me quickly!" Bedivere almost cried.
Outside the sterile room, Kai couldn't help but ask: "Mages are really powerful. They can even make prosthetic limbs. ------Are you really just a mage?"
"Well, I just live longer and have more time than ordinary people to study these messy things." Merlin said while adjusting Bedivere's arm, "Actually, it's just to master [
The production technology of neural-linked prostheses took me thirty years."
The knights looked at each other, thinking that the mage was joking. Merlin only looked in his twenties. It took thirty years. Isn't this a joke?
"Okay, let's move your arm and take a look." The mage said, "Although there won't be much problem in daily life, it's better not to be too reluctant in battle. What you lost is not the right arm that holds the sword. It's great.
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"That's not good! The left arm is used to draw the bow!"
"That's even better! The mechanical left arm must be more stable and powerful than the right arm, and is most suitable for drawing a bow!" Merlin praised his product like a businessman for how useful it is.
"...What should I do when I go crazy? Will this be broken?" the werewolf boy asked unconvinced.
"This is a special memory alloy. Just like your body, it absorbs photons and becomes gigantic. The process of absorbing photons and becoming gigantic is controlled by brain waves. You see, no one in the world is more genius than me and can make something like this.
Is something magical coming?" the mage said proudly.
Bedivere thought for a moment, took off his shirt, and immediately transformed into a wolf.
"Ah, really." The wolf said, "Even the [animal transformation] can change with my body. Okay, I admit it, mage, you are really a genius."
"-----This is really surprising! When did you master the ability to transform into a beast?" Merlin asked curiously.
"It would take decades of practice for pure-bred orcs to transform into beasts. Because [beast transformation] has no practical use, almost no one would waste time practicing." Bedivere explained, "But, Master, you gave
After I used the amulet, I don’t know why, but I gradually discovered that I could change."
"The function of that talisman is only to increase the tolerance of cells to photons. I gave it to you just to reduce the burden of the spell on you." Merlin said, "But...well, it is used on orcs."
Maybe there really was some kind of unpredictable change in my body? ------Maybe I changed history inadvertently, tsk."
Master, how self-centered do you have to be to say such a thing? Bedivere was puzzled.
"Um...is that okay? Can I go?" the werewolf boy said as he put on his clothes.
"No! Don't go ------" Merlin took out a huge syringe, his eyes showing a cold light: "Let me check your body first."
"No!!!!" The werewolf boy crawled on the ground and escaped from the operating room.
Arthur looked coldly at Bedivere who was fighting in the operating room. He could see the fake smile on the young man's face. That smile was just to cover up the sadness in the young man's heart.
Looking at Bedivere who was pretending to be happy on the outside but bleeding inside, an idea appeared in Arthur's mind.
(What Bedivere needs is family. Then give it to him.)
Arthur, who originally had no feelings and didn't know what love was, learned what caring was.
At the same time, in Morgose's research institute, she was detecting certain values through some kind of instrument.
"Huh... Is this the whole process of [shadow fusion]? It can actually transform dark particles directly from inherent photons. The phoenix is really an interesting creature. It would be a pity to kill it."
She looked at a mechanical knight in black armor standing quietly to the side.
"Gunser, it's almost your turn to appear." Morgoth sneered, "Go play with your cute brother."
"As you command, Lord Morgose." The knight in black armor said without emotion.
"The answer is too blunt and completely unqualified!" Morgosi said, "Do you want to go back and learn how humans speak?"
"As you command, Lord Morgoth." The knight in black armor said without emotion. Then he turned around and walked away, disappearing into the darkness.
"Arthur, it's time to face your [truth]." Morgoth said.