Curse the Mainframe! 378 Not A Single Word

That night, sure enough, someone came.

That person opened the door just a slit and the sound of a softly rolling metal ball could be heard on the wooden floor.

Alec, who had fallen into a light sleep, immediately woke up, but kept his eyes closed.

He wanted to see what this person was going to do!

The door shut again, and sure enough, a few moments later, he could smell the subtle fragrance in the air that was diffused out of the ball. It was supposed to cause whoever breathed it in for an extended amount of time to fall asleep.

However, Alec, with his immunity to most poisons, was not affected.

Five minutes later, the door opened again silently, and a person entered.

Alec felt a wash of magic enveloping the room, and he knew that the person had started to use their Magitype to keep them asleep.

However, Alec, who was not asleep, was not affected by it.

They were more careful than he originally thought.

The person crouched over Alec's body, and the System could feel them appraising whether or not he was really asleep, even going far as to clap loudly to startle them.

Alec didn't do anything besides breathe deeply, like he was already asleep. He didn't even stir.

The moment that the person reached forward and touched Alec's shoulder, Alec's hand darted out like a snake, trapping the wrist in his hand. He relied on the fact that she was caught off guard to make her move.

The time when she had put down her reservations when she confirmed that he was still asleep was the time when her defences were at the lowest it would be in this room.

The woman was visibly shocked, and her eyes widened before quickly narrowing. She immediately pulled her hand back and jumped backwards as she prepared to quickly knock him out.

Just as she was about to make a move, she sneezed.

The woman stumbled backward and crashed into the bedpost that Nicholas was slumbering on without moving, her head dizzy.

In the middle of the night, when no one else was awake, this was a loud and earth-shattering sound that would have started many.

But Alec was indifferent.

He sat up, the sheets pooling around his waist, looking like he had been awake this entire time.

It gave the woman the impression that everything was under his control, that everything was developing the way he wanted it.

He looked coldly at the woman, who had a brush and ink in her hands, now shattered on the ground.

"Who… what…" Aisha murmured, clutching her head. Her lips pulled back into a snarl as she fought off the thing invading her using her Magitype.

Unfortunately, it seemed like a losing battle. She glared at the person sitting calmly on the bed, stroking what looked like a small mushroom.

His eyes were as cold as ice. There was no mercy in them. No weakness. It was different from what she had heard about him, who was constantly smiling.

Aisha's hand fumbled for a weapon, and she eventually found the flap to the weapon pouch she kept in case any of the transmigrators woke up or weren't affected by her Magitype.

Her vision was going hazy, before it suddenly snapped back into clear focus.

She stalked forward with the weapon in her hand, and Alec just looked at her calmly.

Aisha dropped into a kneel before Alec, like a retainer to a lord, her head bowed respectfully. Her eyes were as calm as a puddle of water. There were no ripples in them at all.

"Master," she said respectfully. Her eyes were clear and limpid, and there was a faint smile on her face, completely different from the hostility that she'd been showing Alec earlier on.

Alec looked at her coldly, no trace of a smile on his face. "Tell me more about this place, as well as how routinely you check on the seals that you use to control the 'students' here."

"Yes!" Aisha bowed her head even lower, sensing that her new master didn't seem pleased at what she had been doing.

She explained in a low voice about the various ins and outs of the academy, as well as who was currently in charge of the place. The person in charge only came once a month to check up on the students and the potential the new recruits were showing.

They checked on the seals every week without exception, strengthening and weakening depending on the effects the person had to it.

"What about the company headquarters? Where is it now?"

Aisha dipped her head even lower, causing Alec to frown.

"Look at me," he ordered. While he trusted Loeri's spores that could induce mind control to the highest degree, that didn't mean that he could be lax with it.

If Aisha was not fully under control, then the easiest way to tell would be on her face.

Aisha immediately looked up, and there was a torn look on her face. However, it didn't seem like an expression that would appear if she was fighting off the control.

Instead, she looked desolate and crushed that she couldn't answer.

"I don't know which location the headquarters is at this time, master," she said with teary eyes.

Alec almost wanted to take a step back. What a drama queen. He felt goosebumps form on his arms. How could someone get so upset just because they couldn't answer his question?!

"Who will know the location of the headquarters?"

Aisha beamed at him, the previous tears in her eyes immediately disappearing. "The inspector that comes every month to check on the academy, master."

Alec thought. It seemed that he would have to bring the inspector under his control if he wanted to find the location.

However, it was understandable that the location of the headquarters was jealously guarded.

"When will the inspector come next?"

"One week from now, master. Because of you."

"Explain."

"You have been showing extraordinary progress in the first day itself, and your potential is off the charts. For an Every, you are considered easy to control and influence without the higherups having to do much work."

"Which day will they be coming exactly?" Alec questioned. His eyes bore into Aisha's.

"Next Tuesday!"

"How do you determine when someone is a transmigrator?" he continued to interrogate her.

This was the perfect opportunity for him to get more answers. Since she was likely 'in the know', she would have answers.

They would not just entrust the job of altering the brands on the transmigrators to someone who was not completely under their control and had a certain level of authority.

Someone who could work in this place and take care of the company's newest recruits would definitely be completely trustworthy.

Sure enough, Aisha knew the answer. "There are several points to take note of. First, the transmigrator will never enter into the body of someone who is still alive. The researchers of the company conclude that it's because the old soul has to make way for a new soul before they can enter this world.

"Taking note of this, after repeated examinations and cross-referencing, we eventually concluded that transmigrators usually appear in a body that flatlined for a few minutes before restarting. Not only that, the situation that a transmigrator appears during is usually loud and catches the attention of at least fifty people."

Alec nodded as he heard this. He already knew all of this, being a System who sent transmigrators down, but to think that the people in the company had been so accurate and so precise with their observations.

Alec spoke. "What is your success rate using this method?"

"Ninety percent, master."

Alec hummed. "That's all for now. You may leave. Come back on Saturday."

"Yes, master!" Aisha said, standing up and saluting him. She gathered the shattered remains of the ink bottle and dealt with the stains before saluting him once more and disappearing.

Alec stood up from the bed and walked over to Nicholas' bed.

He smiled faintly. "Make sure not a single word gets out of your mouth," he said, his cold fingertips brushing against the back of Nicholas' neck.

He felt the shiver from the teen, who nodded almost imperceivably.

The brand that had been on the back of Nicholas' neck disappeared in the air, replaced with something else.

Chapter end

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