"What are you doing here?"
"Isn't it obvious...? We're freeing them."
At Lin Yan's calm reply, Gordes let out a low groan. Perhaps deciding this would never end otherwise, Fiore moved her wheelchair in front of Gordes. In terms of magecraft, she was likely the guide among the three.
"Why are you doing such a thing, Homunculus?"
Her voice was cold as ice, carrying the manner of a magus. There was no anger in it; she was merely asking about the facts.
Lin Yan answered:
"Having their magical energy drained until they die is simply too tragic."
"Was that not the purpose for which they were created?"
"We have no obligation to keep fulfilling duties forced upon us."
"Wait, wait, wait!"
Gordes interrupted again, closing in on Lin Yan with a murderous expression.
"You... You're the Homunculus protected by Rider, aren't you!? Why, why are you interfering with us! Your duties are decided by us! You are for supplying magical energy! You are for menial work! You are for combat! It was all decided long ago! It was decided from the very beginning!"
"Stop shouting. We are grateful that you created us. But surely it can end now. At this point, there's probably nothing left for them to do."
Gordes immediately shrank back, and Fiore spoke again:
"Then what do you intend to do from here? To be frank, you... especially the combat Homunculi, do not have much time left to live. You simply have no time to do anything else."
The Homunculi carrying battle axes could not help lowering their heads. Of course, they had likely realized this long ago. Unlike Homunculi meant for menial work or magical energy supply, they had undergone special adjustments for combat and were exceptionally capable in battle... possessing greater strength and magical