-744- About to be taken away?

"Woosh—Woosh—"

In the medical room, the mechanical sword transformed by Cherubim, much like Bronson's Lucifer, came to life, spinning and flying in mid-air. It generated waves of hot air, rendering it like a massive flaming sword, appearing incredibly powerful.

The problem was that Cherubim's actions were clearly not controlled by Loki. It looked more like the automaton puppet had lost control on its own.

Moreover, it wasn't just Cherubim; almost all the automatons in the medical room had entered an abnormal state.

"Woof!"

"Woof!"

Each member of the Garm series of canines began barking furiously, as if driven into madness. Even the magic circuits were activated, causing disruptions in the air's sound waves.

"Rabi! Riviera! Ruby! Revina! Robin!"

Frey desperately called each loyal canine, but they completely ignored her, barking anxiously.

"Sigmund! What's happening to you...!?"

Even Charl tightly held onto Sigmund, looking panicked. However, Sigmund didn't respond to Charl at all. He remained stiff, with a twisted expression and abnormal twitching of limbs.

As for Yaya, it seemed like she was experiencing a nightmare, murmuring.

"Rozen... Rozen..."

Calling Rozen's name, Yaya appeared as if she were drunk, swaying while supporting her head.

Rozen had already supported Yaya, placing one hand on her back and infusing his own magic into her.

When facing abnormalities in automatons, providing magic was the instinctive action that anyone would take. Many automatons had the capability to use magic to repair their own functions. Living automatons could even use the supplied magic to heal injuries.

Additionally, as long as there was magic, magical circuits could be activated to counteract abnormal magical effects on the body. Hence, providing magic was the first subconscious action taken by any puppeteer when their automatons exhibited abnormalities.

Not only Rozen but also Charl, Frey, and even Loki are experiencing the same situation. Leaving aside the others for now, Cherubim is not a banned doll and doesn't generate magic on its own. Without Loki's provided magic, it shouldn't be able to use magic, let alone release hot air and spin like a flaming sword in mid-air.

The puppeteers each exerted their powers, providing magic to their automatons and using compulsory control abilities to stabilize the automatons' erratic behavior.

However...

"We can't... control them!"

"Ugh...!"

Both Charl and Frey uttered such sounds.

Yes.

Compared to before, at this moment, everyone felt it challenging to control their automatons. This was no trivial matter. Keep in mind that everyone present was no ordinary person. Charl and Loki were proud members of the "Thirteen," and Frey had the strength to be among the top 50. Their skills and abilities were top-notch globally. Yet, they were struggling to control their automatons smoothly, which was quite unusual.

The only exception was Rozen.

"Is it here?"

Utilizing the power of "Mind's Eye," Rozen quickly grasped the optimal flow of magic and, without releasing a remarkable amount of magic, allowed a thread of magic to flow along this trajectory. Yaya's magical circuits were smoothly activated, and the abnormalities on Yaya's body were cleared.

"Ro... Rozen!"

Yaya, as if waking up suddenly, cleared her expression.

Seeing Yaya recovering, Rozen immediately gave instructions.

"Yaya, control Cherubim; its situation is not good."

Whether it was Yaya, Sigmund, or the Garm series of canines, they were only displaying abnormalities. Only Cherubim was entirely in an uncontrollable state, releasing increasingly intense hot air.

Moreover, to control Cherubim, Loki had to inject magic. This magic then became Cherubim's power, used to activate magical circuits, leaving Loki in a dilemma. He was hesitating about whether to continue releasing magic. In this case, Rozen simply took action.

"Ah... understood!"

Yaya finally realized and quickly leaped towards Cherubim's direction.

"Boom!"

It seems that Cherubim sensed an approaching enemy, releasing even more intense hot air throughout its body. Faced with this high-density heat, even iron would likely melt upon getting close.

However, in the face of Yaya's "Kongouriki," any attack, no matter how strong, was futile.

"Please calm down!"

Yaya directly rushed into the hot air, delicately gripping the hilt of Cherubim's transformed large sword with her slender hands. She exerted astonishing strength, thrusting it into the ground.

"Puff!"

In a crisp sound, the large sword transformed by Cherubim, releasing high-density hot air, could almost cut through anything. The moment it touched the ground, it effortlessly pierced through, as if stabbing tofu.

But Cherubim continued to vibrate frequently, and the released hot air became even more dense, scorching the floor and turning it black.

However, Yaya firmly controlled Cherubim, and even as it continued to tremble, it couldn't escape from Yaya's delicate hands.

So, Loki decisively cut off the magic, preventing Cherubim from releasing hot air anymore. It just trembled in place.

As for Sigmund and the Garm series of canines, at this point, they had already been successfully controlled by Charl and Frey.

"Phew..."

Sigmund, as if recovering from drowning, let out a deep breath.

The Garm series of canines paced anxiously, prompting a quick soothing from Frey.

The trembling of Cherubim gradually subsided.

It wasn't until this moment that Rozen noticed.

"It retreated..."

The sudden ripple that appeared just now had quietly disappeared, leaving no trace.

The entire infirmary finally returned to calmness.

However, the hearts of everyone remained far from calm.

"What's going on, Sigmund?"

Charl was the first to speak, unable to contain herself.

To this, Sigmund, after hurriedly catching his breath, spoke.

"I don't know what happened either. I just felt like I was about to be taken away a moment ago."

At these words, everyone was collectively startled.

"Taken away?" Rozen furrowed his brow and asked, "What does that mean?"

Answering this question was not Sigmund but Yaya.

"Yaya felt the same just now." Yaya released Cherubim, returning to Rozen's side while expressing some unease. "I feel like there's a kind of...temptation from within myself? Or maybe an impulse? Yaya...Yaya doesn't know how to describe it."

"From within yourself?" Rozen's furrowed brow turned into a deeper frown.

"Could it be a problem with the heart?" Charl was startled.

But Frey shook her head in denial.

"That... should be the effect of some magic." After hesitating for a moment, Frey said, "I felt like a sound came over, or rather... singing."

This statement came from the girl skilled in manipulating sound pressure.

"Magic?" Charl tightened her expression.

"..."

Rozen remained silent, but his eyes were flickering.

Yaya and Sigmund were staring at each other.

The canines were still pacing anxiously.

On the side, Loki was staring fixedly at Cherubim, which was stuck in the ground, his expression somewhat grim.

A heavy, silent atmosphere pervaded among the group.