The laboratory belonging to the mad Grand Alchemist Geppetto contained one hundred and sixteen books, thirty-three scrolls, and five hundred and ninety-two loose pages of copied notes.
They were scattered haphazardly throughout the laboratory.
Clearly, the master Geppetto had no habit of organizing his books.
That made sorting them quite a chore for Arthur and Malinda.
After all, those five hundred and ninety-two pages were not sheets of uniform size, but scraps of all different sizes.
Some were even tiny slips of paper.
Before long, however, Arthur and Malinda found something.
The two discovered a diary.
No!
More precisely, it was a set of experimental notes-
Nobles cannot be trusted!
They enjoyed the successes of my experiments, yet reported me to the Inquisition for experimenting on living people!
Damn it, all I did was transplant his son's head onto a pig!
I think it suits that pig-brained son of his perfectly!
Today's experiment was utterly meaningless!
Someone in a fishing village like South Los actually understands firearms?
Interesting. Much more interesting than today's meaningless experiment.
Aha, look what I found!
The laboratory of His Excellency Red Robe from the Tower of Mist.
Could this be where he made the First Gun?
Hmm, excellent. For today's experiment, I'll try transplanting a firearm onto a human body.
Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!
Why is there a Contract Lock?!
Why does the Contract Lock still stop me from touching the things in the display cabinet?!
Hmph!
I wouldn't covet your things!
I am the genius Alchemist, Geppetto!
Aha, look what else I found!
The things in the display cabinet are actually gifts Black Robe gave Red Robe, to thank him for his brotherly affection.
Brotherly affection?
*Hmm, for today's experiment, I'll stitch those two brothers from