Moreover, if itās just frozen normally, the cells will be damaged during the freezing process.
Basically, no matter how much healing magic you cast on an orcās steak, it wonāt come back to life. Healing magic doesnāt work on the dead. In the first place, the principle of healing magic is..."
Mile thought that if she said the transplant would be useless even with a heart, they probably wouldnāt believe her. She gave up on explaining in that direction.
"Shut up! You act like you know everything! How could you understand my feelings! Elsie is, Elsie is to me..."
"To me, sheās just a strangerās pet dog!"
"Ugh, you, you... Fine, Robles, go!"
With a cry of "Gyeh," Robles stood up and spread his wings. The ropes binding his legs, wings, and mouth were completely undone.
"How...?"
The man smiled thinly as he explained to the surprised Mile and the others.
"Did you think I was just talking? Hahaha, while talking, I was casting non-verbal magic in a part of my mind, repeatedly manifesting very small but powerful fire magic in places you couldnāt see! Thatās how I burned through Roblesā bindings.
Foolish girls who know nothing about the art of battle, you should know better!"
Carbon nanotubes are, after all, just carbon. They arenāt particularly easy to burn, but in the same way that itās hard to light coal with a single match, thin rope-like materials will burn normally when exposed to high heat. Just like diamonds.
Because of the close distance, Robles attacked directly without using his breath. Perhaps he was holding back because he was attacking women, using his wings to swat rather than biting or using his claws. He was considerate.
But when he saw Reina and Pauline start to cast spells with their staffs and Mavis ready her sword, perhaps remembering the magic attacks he had narrowly avoided and the pain in his tail, he frantically tried to sweep them away with his tail.
"Water Impact!"
The spell cast at that moment was not from Reina, Pauline, or Mile.
It was a suspicious manās spell, taking advantage of the gap in the four members of the 'Red Oath' who were distracted by Robles.
...It worked!
The man smirked, thinking the attack had gone according to plan.
Splash!
It was deflected.
The water magic, intended to knock down the girls without causing serious injury, was supposed to hit the girl with the large chest and take out the others with her. But it was deflected as if by something in front of her.
"What..."
(Ah, I forgot to remove the barrier...)
It was Mileās doing, unintentionally.
"Ugh, water..."
Splat!
It was too late now.
Reina cast a fire spell to keep Robles at bay, Mavis deflected the tail attack with her sword, and Pauline changed her target from Robles to the man, casting a water spell.
The man, who was blown away, saw Robles, who had momentarily stiffened with a "Bash" and then collapsed on the ground.
"One... hit..."
Mile, judging that close combat in this situation was dangerous, had decided to zap Robles with a lightning spell, having already captured him once with everyoneās help.
"Well, what shall we do now?"
Reina glared at the bound Robles and the suspicious man.
"Please! Donāt kill this one!"
The man pleaded.
Reina glared at the man begging for the wyvernās life.
"If you do anything funny again, Iāll cut your head off right here. And the wyvernās too!"
The man, pale, nodded.
The 'Red Oath' had never intended to kill the captured wyvern. There was no point in unnecessary killing, and a live capture would be more profitable.
The man also had his own plans.
In fact, before he retreated to the mountains to focus on his research, the man was a fairly well-known, or rather, quite renowned magician. His past reputation was still effective, and some of the people he had helped were in important positions in the royal palace. If he played his cards right, he could help the lord with the successful taming of the wyvern and avoid punishment. For that, Robles needed to be alive. It was essential for his own sake and for his friendās.
Carrying Robles by hand would be difficult, and the man would likely make him behave if given the right instructions. Reina decided to have Mile untie the ropes on Roblesā legs and let him walk on his own. The man had called Robles a 'friend,' but Robles probably saw him as an owner or master.
As a precaution, Reina had Mile tie a thin rope around the manās and Roblesā necks before using a revival spell to bring Robles back to consciousness. The man whispered something in Roblesā ear, and Robles, nodding, started walking obediently. Whether it was a spell for communication or if Robles had a high enough intelligence to understand human language...
The man was shown the strength of the rope. If Robles tried to escape or made sudden movements, the rope would either snap or break. The man, understanding this, was unlikely to take a low-probability risk with his life, especially since he was a scholar, not a fighter.
A young man from the village, who liked children, watched the five people, including the wobbly Robles, walk away from the bushes, trembling.
(Scary! City girls are scary!!)
He decided to stick with the village girls he knew well.
City women are scary.
But rough and violent girls his age were a bit...
"Yeah, Iāll befriend and raise a little girl to my liking!"
If Mile had heard this, she would probably have said:
'What kind ofå ęŗę° (Genji) are you?!'
Back in the village, the 'Red Oath' was initially met with fear and shock from the villagers at the sight of the wyvern, but they were later greeted with joy and gratitude. The village chief was asked to send a messenger to the capital to request a transport team. The capital was not far away, and the lord, to show his concern for his people, would definitely send a transport team. He might even join the transport team himself to welcome them back. The additional reward for a live capture was quite promising.
The four members of the 'Red Oath,' having achieved more than they had planned, forgot about the questions they had about the existence of the demon and the doubts about what the demon was trying to do, as they enjoyed the feast prepared by the welcoming villagers.