After hearing Teacher Revire’s word, the slave was terrified. She noticed his expression and said, “You don’t have to worry. The amputation method I will use is painless.”
After giving her explanation, Revire didn’t wait for that 15 something slave’s consent. In the mind of a teacher or student there is no time for a slave consent at all.
They are slaves and they have to do what they order to them or they die and if they die their corpse still be used in experiment. By giving them chance of being a slave they basically making them alive test subjects nothing more.
Nick was scared but still did not forget what he had to do.
He felt pity for the slave, but that didn’t mean he forgot about the “law-of-the-strong” that operated this world.
Currently, he didn’t have the power to change anything. To gain that power, he had to turn a blind eye to the sufferings of others… for the time being.
He knew without power he has no right to interfere with anything and do something about the things he do not like, something like this is a fine line shows the difference between the individual with power and individual who is weak.
Revire got close to the slave and whispered something before the spell was cast. Normally, spells could be used without the need to say the spell name out loud.
However, saying it out loud makes the whole process more fluid and easier. Also, it wasn’t a spell that Revire wanted to hide.
“Dark Amputation!”
After announcing the spell, she slashed with her right hand.
As if a sharp butcher’s knife struck a thick slab of pork, the slave’s right hand fell to the ground with a resounding thump.
Nick expected the slave to scream in pain, but not a single cry left the slave’s mouth.
The slave’s face was still filled with terror, but it was obvious that he was feeling no pain.
For the time being, Nick didn’t list this spell.
He felt that he should only list spells that would have some use to him. Gaining knowledge in spells that he would never use was just wasteful.
For the current him, the wait and watch approach was the best. After all, he didn’t have to list all the spells he had seen.
After Revire amputated the slave’s arm, she looked at Jonathan and said, “Now, the spell you are going to use is called Dark Alchemist Arm. It’s a beginner spell, but it’s still not easy. So, you must do what I say. Are you ready?”
The slave’s owner, Jonathan, showed a determined and resolute expression on his face. Seeing his determination, Revire gave a bewitching smile.
It was such a seductive countenance that any normal man would’ve fallen headfirst for her.
“First, feel the dark mana that’s within you and then touch the slave’s right shoulder. After that, maneuver your dark mana into your slave.
“Once you have infused your dark mana into the slave, you have to maneuver it inside like how you learned in Year 1 book Dark Alchemy.
“After that, you have to materialize an arm in your head for your slave. Visualize the veins, muscles, bones, skin; then, power that arm using your maneuvered dark mana. Okay, start now!”
Jonathan nodded, touched the right shoulder of his slave, and closed his eyes,
After listening to the instructions, Nick took a deep breath and continuously repeated the instructions in his head.
He was well aware that step-by-step instructions like those were of the essence for him.
Five to ten seconds later, a weird dark magical energy started forming the arm of the slave woman, ten seconds later,
Five to ten seconds later, dark mana began oozing out of the slave’s shoulder and began taking shape. After another ten seconds, an almost physical arm made completely out of dark mana could be seen on the shoulder. Looking at Jonathan’s progress, Revire thought, “He is one of the best students I’ve encountered in my entire teaching career.”
Soon, she began with the next set of instructions.
“In the final step, you have to visualize the inner workings of a human arm. Interweave these thoughts with your dark mana and then imagine it controlling the slave’s arm. Inject the dark mana with the thoughts into the arm, and then he would have a brand-new arm.”
Jonathan said nothing and kept his eyes closed.
Just like he was instructed, he first thought of the inner workings of a human arm and then molded it around his dark mana.
After the dark mana and thoughts were “mixed” well enough, he injected the result into the slave’s arm.
Revire nodded and said, “Announce the spell so that so you can finish the casting.”
Jonathan opened his eyes and shouted.
“Dark Alchemist Arm!”
The moment Jonathan called out the spell, blood, bones, and muscles immediately burst out of the slave’s shoulder and formed an arm—it was a gnarly scene, to say the least.
The slave tried to use his new arm and found that it wasn’t difficult to control as it felt just like her now-severed arm.
At the same time, she noticed that this ugly-looking bone arm was way stronger than her ordinary human arm. Now, she could even lift weights around 300 kg easily.
From the looks of it, Revire seemed quite pleased with Jonathan’s performance and said, “Good job, Jonathan. You learned how to cast Dark Alchemist Arm on your first try. Now kill your slave.”
Before the slave could even fully register those words, Jonathan trained his finger on the slave and said, “Dark Energy Explosion!”
After he was done with the spell, a bit of dark mana entered the slave’s head, and seconds later, the head exploded.
Some slaves watching from the sidelines started vomiting. The scene was outright wicked, and the corpse of the headless slave wasn’t helping it.
Nick was also one of the spectators, but he didn’t vomit. All one could see was the disgusted expression on his face. Nick was disgusted because he never thought that they would go this far.
He had no problem with her death as he had long since accepted the ruthless reality. In the end, he did learn a lot of things from this class.
Revire looked at students and started talking.
“Remember this class: if you do an experiment on your slave that creates a permanent change in their power, kill them. Failure in doing so will warrant school punishment. Class dismissed! Someone call the mage guards. We can still use this corpse for alchemy experiments.”
