Chloe was very happy.
Before she met Theus, she had been a notorious workaholic in Moth Chasing Flame. She had practically handled more than half the organization's miscellaneous affairs by herself. On top of that, she was a Transcendent, with far more energy than ordinary people, and she had genuinely enjoyed working back then.
But no matter how much she loved it, no one could endure endless overtime.
The Tribunal had worked her to the bone, especially during the previous campaign in the Northern Territory, when every noble's conviction, major or minor, had to pass through her hands. At that point, forget Transcendents—even dead Transcendents would not have been able to take it.
Now, she only needed to teach a few classes every day, and all that free time actually left her somewhat unaccustomed to it.
Although the Machine Souls were hot-tempered, teaching them was not much of a problem as long as they were properly soothed. Chloe had tried a few times, and at the very least, those Machine Souls had listened.
As for how effective it was, that would have to wait and be seen.
And so, with time on her hands, Chloe began wandering around the factory.
The first person to catch her intense interest was her assistant, Little Bu.
Before this, Chloe had known little about the Untouchables. Theus had not told her what was special about their people either, so Chloe had simply treated them as an ordinary foreign race.
So—
"Little Bu, Little Bu, have you taken the certification exam for technical priests?"
"No."
"Then which advanced courses have you taken?"
"None."
"W-what about intermediate courses?"
"None of those either."
Chloe found it hard to believe. "You can't possibly have only attended literacy classes, right? How did you get into the factory without any