Tribute to the Demon King

Those are not ordinary "seeing past" eyes.Rather, it is a magic eye that can read past information into its own mind at one go.If it wasn't for the old man not knowing about projection magic, maybe he could have developed a synchronous magic similar to Zhou Yi himself.

Orthodox magicians cannot control synchronous magic.But maybe people with firm beliefs or beliefs can maintain their self-existence from the intense personality washing.

For example, Liliana, or Erica.

Of course, there is also the reason why what Zhou Yi taught them was not the complete synchronous magic, but the exclusive magic of "precisely coherent to someone".With Zhou Yi's authorization, their magic can be established... If they are used by another person, or if they are asked to use a holy relic to use the same magic, the result will be invalid.

But this old man, he reached the end of the engraving without learning magic.

That... is definitely not an ordinary past sight.

Zhou Yi dared to use Bei Ao's tail hair as a bet.

"It hurts, Carabor."

He looked at him with pity and kindness—it's weird to say that, but he was—and held out his right hand to him: "Shake hands. You'll be much easier."

Karabo glanced at Zhou Yi with some hesitation, then at Kotomine Risei who nodded at him, and then slowly spread out his scarred fist little by little, and slowly placed it in Zhou Yi's hand.

During the whole process, his gaze remained unfocused, and at the same time, he was watching Zhou Yi's eyes, mouth, right hand and other hand movements, keeping vigilance all the time.

But when his loose fist touched Zhou Yi's hand, his eyes suddenly lost for a moment, silver-gray data flowed from his eyes and flowed back, and then Calabor's eyes gradually changed again. Get up.

"……thanks."

After a long time, a word came out of his mouth.While letting go of his hand, the gaze towards Zhou Yi became much gentler.

"Right, it's much more relaxed." Zhou Yi smiled and waved his hands, "After all, I am from the archeology department. I will occasionally encounter your situation. Do you feel that too much information has been poured into it in one breath? , the brain is swollen and uncomfortable?"

"...Yes. When seeing the scene of the past, it's like pulling out the brain and soaking it in the solution with the old black-and-white film. There are no eyeballs, but a lot of information will invade in one go."

Karabo nodded in agreement, and gradually became more talkative: "I feel like I have been transferred to the characters in the film, but I can't move. People who are filled with a lot of information from that point of view in one breath I exist at the same time as I who stayed in reality watching the film... that feeling is very uncomfortable."

"Yes, I can understand."

Zhou Yi nodded, and sighed with empathy: "As long as you look at the past, you can't live in the present, right?"

"Exactly—I haven't lived in the present since I understood what this eye is."

Calabore kept talking to Zhou Yi like beans poured out of a bamboo tube.

Yanfeng Lizheng on the side was already dumbfounded.

When had he ever seen his old friend chatting endlessly with a stranger as eagerly as if he saw a bosom friend?

"I'm old," Carabo sighed, "I don't have the time and stamina to adapt to the magic eye. Although I can persist for a few years, maybe it would be better to get rid of it earlier."

"...So, are you going to sell your magic eye this time?"

Zhou Yi asked, a strange light flashed in his eyes.

Karabo nodded: "The church let me sneak into the magic eye train and use the magic eye to investigate the events that happened last year; at the same time, I plan to sell my magic eye by the way. It doesn't matter who I sell it to... What, do you want to buy it? ?”

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Chapter 160 IX True Elegance

I don't know what kind of deal Zhou Yi and Karabo finally reached, but in short, when Tohsaka Tokiomi came to Kotomine Church, the three of them were already in a happy and peaceful scene.

Such an abnormal scene made Tokiomi feel a little weird when he just entered the door.

But he didn't say anything about the situation, he just sat down with a smile.

For today's Tokiomi, he has already looked down on many things.Although only four years had passed since the War of the Holy Grail, he already felt the approach of death.

His eyesight and hearing have weakened too much, and the situation is more serious than when Zhou Yi came to see him more than half a year ago.If he didn't intentionally strengthen it with magic, it would be difficult for him to see traffic lights.When I was in a daze at home, sometimes I couldn't hear Rin calling himself.

In addition, Tokiomi's waist and heart also began to be eroded by the curse.He had already begun to secretly take medicine to prevent sudden death after falling asleep, and his waist began to lose strength.Coupled with the shrunken limbs, and the throat that has recently been eroded by the curse, Tohsaka Tokiomi has really felt his own aging.

Not long ago, when he was moving a gem storage cabinet, he accidentally dropped his hand and broke it on the ground. After squatting on the ground to clean up the glass shards, he felt dizzy when he stood up, and immediately fell to the ground and was caught by the glass. The piece scratched the hand.

From then on, Tokiomi suddenly became more tolerant towards the world.

Not to mention the magician from the clock tower and the retired agent mingled together, even if he saw the real phantom species, he felt that he would not be surprised anymore.

He also relaxed a lot of his requirements in due course.The food that was originally restricted to be eaten also began to taste with relish. If you can’t straighten your spine when walking, you simply bend over, no longer carry a cane when you go out, and no longer carefully take care of every strand of your hair. No more coloring your hair every few days.

But after putting down everything, Tohsaka Tokiomi, whose hair became gray and his back was a little hunched, exuded a real elegance instead.Even if someone puts a knife on his neck now, I am afraid that the current Tohsaka Tokiomi will not be surprised.

Tranquil, peaceful.

It is not a "family tradition" that binds oneself with habits and laws, but a real calmness.If he put on a windbreaker and hat and walked on the streets near the clock tower, maybe he would be recognized as an old gentleman from some big family.

Thinking about it this way, it's kind of ironic.It is impossible to find the "elegance" that seeks and implements a lifetime.But after giving up the force, it came back by itself.

Tokiomi readily accepted this fact.

After he walked into the basement, he shook hands with Father Calabash, Zhou Yi, and Kotomine Risakazu respectively, and found a place to sit down peacefully.It was as if everyone present here were old friends he had known for decades.

The four people present unexpectedly reached a certain unity in temperament.

Even though Tokiomi was only in his 30s, and Zhou Yi was only a year away from turning 30, but the four of them all had a certain aura of the elderly.

"Next week is the boarding day for the magic eye collection train."