"Understood, sir!"
The crew member saluted without hesitation and went to carry out the orders. Although Master Gravie had an awkward status, that was only concerning the high council. For us ordinary people, an Alchemy Master who returned welcomed by the honor of the entire Federation was undoubtedly the highest authority.
What's more, how could Master Gravie possibly harm them?
Catching these Magical Beasts wasn't difficult. In fact, during the initial encounter of the ambush, some Magical Beasts had climbed onto the Siren ship. Most of them were repelled by the crew, but some were captured for analysis.
Very quickly, under the respectful guidance of the crew, Ian and Master Gravie arrived at the storage room on the second floor, where there were three quite intact and still somewhat active Magical Beasts' corpses.
"...Pheromones... you're planning to artificially synthesize pheromones to disrupt the cognition of these Magical Beasts?"
