Gawain felt that no normal person, after learning that a supersonic thing had smashed into someone else's head, could possibly ask, "Are you okay?" Even if the person who had been hit was a sea siren capable of reviving after death. Yet Rebecca could say it, and everyone present somehow found it perfectly normal—that was rather impressive...
"Not everyone's head is as hard as yours." Noticing the awkward atmosphere, Gawain sighed helplessly and tried to smooth things over. "That out-of-control accelerator sent Tir back to her room to revive..."
"Ah!" Rebecca finally realized what had happened and hurriedly apologized to Tir. "Sorry, this was our..."
"It's fine." Tir waved a hand. "It was actually not too bad. I didn't even realize what had happened. But then again, the thing you made really is dangerous. If it had hit somewhere else, the trouble would have been enormous..."
"Yes, dangerous." Gawain looked sternly at Rebecca. Though Tir had said it was fine, looking at the wreckage around them, he felt it was still necessary to deal with the accident seriously. "Although there were no severe casualties this time, it was still a serious experimental accident. The necessary handling procedures must be followed. Once the cleanup is complete, organize the responsibility and accident reports, and promptly address the hazards in the relevant stages."
Rebecca hunched her neck as she listened and nodded. Only after Gawain had finished did she carefully speak up. "I understand, Ancestor..."
Gawain let out a breath. He knew that although the girl could occasionally be careless, she would not be muddleheaded when it came to serious matters. Having given his instructions for handling the accident, he turned his attention back to the experiment—
Though a serious accident had occurred here, there was no denying that after working away for