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His only hole card is the information that everyone present needs the condition of 'escape from Tulifas and summon heroic spirits to survive'.

And the key to this point, no matter who wants to activate the mechanism to obtain the recognition of the Holy Grail, he needs to master the activation technique of the sacrifice.Otherwise, no one would be able to escape the pursuit of the Yugdomirenia clan.

"Aren't you going to use it as a sacrifice to defend the honor of your clan? Now you or McRemitz, who has a higher status." Weston said lightly.

"You want to use me as a sacrifice? No way, how could a person like me die in this kind of place. Whether I will succeed Barthel Melo's Magical Marshal in the future, or McCremitz is also a reserve designated by the seal." , elites like us are the power an organization needs, and you are the one who should die! You will never understand the greatness of an organization standing for 2000 years to protect the world. If you are willing to become a sacrifice, your family, and even The El-Melloi school. I can help you revive in the future." Barthumello stared at Weston.

"So that's it. It seems that this is the difference between us." Wei Sitong laughed and stared at the person who was able to say such a thing among the prisoners.

This seemingly idiotic words, but on the face of the other party, it seems to be a matter of course.

This is also natural.Famous magicians are born with a lot of resources, and their starting point is many times higher than that of ordinary magicians.

What the guy in front of him has shown from the team to the present is obviously not some brainless dude. The fanatical spirit of the other party before made him think that this guy might be the kind of guy who was born with the idea of ​​family and association. A mission bearer who will not hesitate to die for the sake of glory.

Moreover, he is very clear about how much value the family has invested in himself and how to choose.

"Mere threats don't seem to be able to break you." Weston pointed his pistol at Barthumello.

A hint of panic flashed in Barthemelo's eyes, and he tried to calm down and said: "That's why I look down on you mud-legged people, you people who only take but don't know how to give. You are born as if the stability of this world is Of course, without the organization of the Magic Association and without the protection of our families, the world would not be as peaceful as it is now."

"Personal and righteous?" Weston laughed: "I don't know if it's your family's stupidity or your disguise. The Magic Association is not an organization for justice. [Keep secret] is your top priority, right? You You can't hide the panic in your eyes from me!"

Weston walked in front of him and tore off his sleeve, revealing the previous part of the magic seal.Then, Weston walked to the other side and brought his golem over.

Seeing this scene, Barthumello felt as if he was facing an enemy: "What do you want to do?"

"Compared to killing you directly, I now think it's more interesting to defeat your pride, and maybe you can kill each other and choose sacrifices for each other. In this case, I don't have to worry, do I?"

"Crush my pride?"

"You think that everything about you is above me, strength, personality, and even belief. Then let's deny it from the first point. Do you know...how did your hapless Mr. Beckman die?"

"what!?"

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London, UK, British Library, Ground Floor.

In the dark room mixed with pungent smells, a figure of a man over 40 years old was placed in an operating room in the center, surrounded by several magicians in robes and masks.

They are definitely not doctors, nor are they hypocritical people who can't bear the smell of corpses. There are even necromancers present. Facing corpses is already a routine for magicians.The corpses placed on the operating table made them have to wear masks because the corpses were close to stink.

"What did the old man Belfebon in the Spirit Section do? He asked us to check Beckman's body again."

"Isn't the answerer who intersected with Beckman already included in the El-Melloi school?"

"The last time I asked him to study, those magic eyes were really useful, but it's a pity that they were taken away in advance by El-Melloi II!"

"It's just a magic circuit..."

The magician spoke casually, but when it came to this point, several magicians present all paused, thinking of the instructions they had received.

This time it was not the cause of Beckman's death, but the magic circuit in the body.Even though it was tested that the cause of death was transplanted by some kind of substance, causing the magic circuit to go berserk and die directly, and even if a conclusion was made, this time Belfebon still asked for Beckman's body to be re-examined.

All traces of the use of the magic circuit leave a mark of the magician's life, and the most important thing for the magician is to maintain mystery.Although the magic circuit is not as precious as the magic seal, for magicians, the magic circuit is the most important organ when they are born.

If it didn't take three days to get the Beckmans to agree to such a thing, they would have been chased and killed by theirs.

The expressions of the people present were a little greasy. If Belfebond hadn't paid enough remuneration for such an offending matter, no one would be willing to take over this mess.

"Let's get started, it won't take much time."

Several magicians nodded, and then there was a light on the operating table. They are not professions like coroners, and even if they want to investigate, they still use magic.

It is basically impossible for the magic circuit to find a dead person, not to mention the smashed body of the magic circuit.

The boring time begins, a little minced meat, sometimes it takes an hour to assemble, and it takes longer for the simulated nerve (magic circuit).

The investigation time, based on the fact that they had already conducted it last time, still took a long, long time.

An afternoon passed quickly...

After chatting and spanking, we continued to start at night.

Beckman's corpse simulation nerves began to be retrieved by them bit by bit, gradually weaving one by one, and began to return to the original.

until ten o'clock at night.

"24." A certain magician made a conclusion, and the others took off their masks one after another, feeling relieved.

"Prepare the report! No matter how detailed it is, it's impossible!"

A few people came to the Spirit Department in the middle of the night. In the dark room, the dozing old man Belfebon who was sitting in the office opened his eyes.

"What's the result? Everyone."

"It's 24, which can be called precision! What a big loss." The magician who reported said.

Belfebon squinted his eyes and laughed sinisterly: "I see, you go to rest!"

After they left, Belfebon took out a stack of information about that hapless Beckman from the drawer.

When he was in school, the number 25 was written in the line of the magic circuit, which was one difference from the 24 in the investigation of the corpse.

Coupled with the "insulation" characteristic attached to the magic eye "answerer", there is an additional confusion of a magic circuit.

The result is not difficult to guess!