For safety, Suimei took another glance at the armor.
Automata are golems that have imitations of built-in organic functions. They can be programmed to perform automated actions. Like androids.
It’s one of the mysteries of Hebrew and Kaballah in the previous world. There’s no technique there to create it. Setting that aside,
When Suimei touched it, it was disassembled and became scraps. Loud noises were created, but everybody was sleeping, so no one came.
Suimei sighed. The first noise was when he got near the armor, and the second one was when he destroyed it.
(But, it sure is quite well made. I’ve never seen something like this before coming here. It’s like it’s not something the people here created…) (Suimei)
But, where did they get this? When he came here, he realized its existence. He noticed the risks. – This is quite well-made.
The automaton absorbs magic from nearby intruders. It’s a good counter against magic and physical attacks. It also has a sword which makes it aggressive and powerful.
Cool, and cruel…
“But, that girl, seriously, what’s she’s thinking? Just because this is inside the castle, she did something like this. She’s got no sense of responsibility.” (Suimei)
He complained to the non-existent Felmenia. Even if they are both magicians. To think that she’d prepare a trap like this. Where is the service they boast? Now that the great me has come, I won’t show any mercy.
“Ah… I guess it’s natural for a mage…” (Suimei)
That’s right. Magicians are magicians. You can target their research, and in return, they will try to kill you. It’s common sense here. Though he doesn’t know that for sure.
He looked again to the remains of the armor… It’s alright if it’s Felmenia, but it’s bad if anyone else finds it and makes ruckus.