A Wizard's Survival Guide to the 20th Century

The Demonic Eye slowly approached, and Gith noticed its approach and turned his head to take a look.

"Roger is not abnormal yet, and I haven't seen anyone following him." Geese pointed, but it was of no use because the floating magic eye couldn't see that far.

"Perhaps we made a mistake. Roger stays in the police station every day without moving. How could he be the target of the angels?"

"I think the most efficient way is to rush directly into the labor federation. They are just an illegal organization anyway. As long as their leader is captured, the 'angel' will definitely not be able to sit still!"

Seeing Roger walking past him without any abnormality, Geese couldn't help but start thinking about Reese's magic eyes.

The latter listened helplessly. The magic eye had no ability to speak and could not shut him up.

"Ah, it passed." After a moment, Geese suddenly said.

Reese felt relieved, shook the control magic eye, and flew towards the next area.

There were only six areas from the police station to Roger's house. The further back, the more intense Reese's uneasiness became.

When we arrived at District 4, the person in charge of surveillance was another wizard police officer from the police station. Unlike Keith, he was older and more calm.

If the memory is correct, he should be on standby in front of a nearby grocery store... Reese's eyes slowly flew that way.

As the sun gradually sets, the sunlight has actually begun to become dim, but the dimension of Lausanne is low enough, so it still maintains good light.

It would be troublesome if it were later... Reese suddenly thought of this thing that he had neglected and felt a little regretful.

In an environment with low visibility, it is easier for the "Angel" to make a sneak attack or take advantage of the chaos to escape, while the hunters in the open will become more conspicuous.

Now is not the time to think about this. Go and meet the police officer first, and then send another eye with a note to remind them... Reese quickly made a decision.

Moving his eyes, he soon found the grocery store. There was a tarpaulin to block the sun at the door of the store, and a bench beside it.

But the police officer who was supposed to be sitting on the bench was not sitting in his original position.

strangeness.

A bad premonition came over again, and Reese quickly controlled his eyes and searched around the bench.

There was no one in the grocery store, and there was no one outside the store. The visual range limit of the floating magic eye seemed to have turned into a hazy fog at this time.

Could it be that he changed his observation position? But this is impossible. He is a policeman and an experienced criminal policeman. It is impossible for him to do such a thing...

Then there is only one possibility.

Reese's hair stood up instantly. At this time, a certain sense of uneasiness came from the other side of his sight. Reese suddenly felt that someone was approaching the magic eye.

He subconsciously turned his eyes, and then, a big hand occupied the entire field of view of the magic eye.

The next moment, the big hands grasped hard.

On the building not far away, Reese's left eye suddenly spurted out a stream of blood, and the burning pain caused his connection with the magic eye to be interrupted in an instant.

But there’s no need for the magic eye anymore, that’s not what we need to do now…

Reese gritted his teeth and stood up. His eyes were blood red. He touched it several times before he found what he wanted.

Immediately afterwards, he burst open the door with a bang. Outside was the terrace on the top floor of the building. Field was lying aside, pointing the Mosin Nagant rifle at Roger from a distance.

"Field, angel..."

"I know, Roger is fine for now." Field said calmly.

Hearing these words, Reese heaved a sigh of relief. He raised the flare gun high and pulled the trigger.

A bright red light rose into the sky. Although it was not so conspicuous in the brighter sunlight, several residents still looked up at it.

They knew immediately that something was going to happen.

……

Roger fell into fear the moment he saw the signal flare. He quickly looked around, looking for Cruise, Levi, Keith and Reiner.

However, no one on his side appeared in his sight. Roger thought they didn't see him. He was about to shout loudly, but suddenly he felt someone speeding towards him!

Without enough time to react, Roger turned around and saw a black shadow, ignoring the strange looks of nearby passers-by, passing through the gap between people like a fish.

His whole body was wrapped under a black cloak, making it difficult to see his face clearly, but as the distance approached, Roger could clearly see something he was holding in his hand. At that time...a claw hammer!

"Angel"!

Roger was sweating profusely. Although he was also a wizard, he didn't have the confidence to confront the killer in front of him.

But as long as you delay for a while, you can get support!

Roger tried his best to stay calm and stepped back continuously, away from the others. However, the angel in black robe was so fast that the distance between them suddenly shortened.

In the blink of an eye, the angel rushed to Roger's eyes. The claw hammer in his hand was raised high. Roger could feel the power of this hit and couldn't wait any longer!

"Gingerbread Cottage!"

As his thoughts changed, the object he had been holding in his hand was thrown to the ground without hesitation. It was a very rough-looking gingerbread man, with only two eyes and a cross on the mouth proving that it was a human face. .

However, at the moment when the little man came into contact with the ground, a small shaking suddenly appeared.

Immediately afterwards, a house made of gingerbread grew out of the ground. It had a sloping roof and walls just like a real house, and even had windows and doors made of gingerbread, blocking it like a protective barrier. Between "Angel" and Roger.

The "angel" that accelerated towards him clearly showed a surprised look, but did not hesitate in his action. The claw hammer then rose high and hit the wall of the gingerbread house with great force.

Spider-web-like cracks spread with the sound of "clicking", but the wall of the hut was not broken. This house made of gingerbread was as strong as steel!

"Angel" clicked his tongue and was about to swing the hammer again, but suddenly he had a foreknowledge of danger.

He ducked sideways for an instant, and a bullet pierced the air at a tricky angle, tearing open a corner of his cloak.

"Was it an ambush? It was expected..." Before the angel could finish his words, the second and third bullets came one after another, rushing towards his body with accuracy and ferocity.

The angel retreated calmly, and several bullets grazed her body, the last two of which left a trail of blood on his body.

He immediately realized that the opponent was correcting the trajectory according to his reaction, and the accuracy of subsequent bullets would become higher and higher, so he took the cover of the gingerbread house and retreated to a blind spot.

"But they were all aimed at my legs." Angel looked up at the place where the bullets came from.

"The attackers wanted to capture me alive?"