Tribute to the Demon King

"Yes. Although I am not an expert, I am very familiar with this type of corpse. Maybe I can find something. What do you think, Mr. conductor?"

The old man said to Rodin unhurriedly.

Hearing his words, the magicians around all showed sneers: "Do you know who he is?"

"Of course. Inheritance replicator Darius...even I have heard of it."

There was no expression on the old man's face, it was calm: "But I have the magic eye of the past. I think it may be a little different."

Rodin's expression also gradually became calm.The sudden killing of his companion for many years can no longer affect his sanity.

He took out his silver pocket watch and looked at the time, nodded slightly, and said calmly: "There is still an hour before you are arranged to go to bed. I am very sorry for affecting your experience, and the place will be cleaned up soon. And in Before that..."

With the sincerity that a first-class staff member should have, and with a calm attitude as if he had overturned a dish, Luo Dan snapped his pocket watch shut and looked straight into the old man's eyes: "I'll leave it to you."

After that, he calmly left the carriage in an instant, and reappeared in the position at the beginning, comforting the slightly restless passengers.

And Zhou Yi and Tosaka Tokiomi looked at each other, and there was some care in their hearts.

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Wow, it's finally updated, sleep, sleep, good night, good night (Lie)

Today's Lord Qi is not milked to death either! (chest out)

第170五章 永远憎恨

Under Rodin's guidance, the other magicians left the carriage and returned to their rooms.

It seemed that the fact that someone was killed was not a big deal to them.

But so is the fact.

Magicians are selfish, but magic is not for oneself.It is precisely because of such contradictions that magicians form such a delicate and dangerous relationship.

The death or life of someone I don't know is meaningless to me.They will not be frightened by this vain sense of crisis.Whether it is the severance of inheritance, the hindrance of talents, or the fading of talents, they are far more deadly to them than this exact threat of death.

magician?Magic eye holder?ghost?Or an unknown phenomenon?

No matter what the murderer is, there must be a corresponding solution.Even if someone told them that the world might be destroyed in a few years, they would just think about how to solve this difficult subject.

...and if there is no fear, there is no sympathy.

Generally speaking, people's laments for the dead who are not relatives or relatives, such as feelings such as "how terrible" and "how cruel", are all empathetic effects of assuming that they are the victims.It is precisely because I am afraid of this kind of thing that I have the idea of ​​​​"I don't want it to happen".

But on the other hand, if there is no commonality, there will naturally be no understanding.

The pride of a magician lies in the fact that even if everyone tells him that the road is dead, they insist on bumping past it in one go, until they actually hit the south wall and exhausted all their strength, only to have their head bleed out, and then they will feel resentful. give up.Of course, there is nothing wrong with calling it stupid or straightforward.

No one who can participate in the magic eye collection train auction will think that he is worse than others.Even in the face of the Grand Magician Inheritance Replicator whose name was known by the entire clock tower and who had just been lifted from the seal, they didn't feel uncomfortable or stressed.

If Zhou Yi hadn't approached the principle of understanding, perhaps some of them would come to provoke Zhou Yi.

But until now, if there is no such thing as Araya Zongren, who has the terrifying will to separate the "knowledge of oneself" from the whole human being... If you completely believe that you are not human, you will not be able to treat Zhou Yi at all. Have any hostile thoughts.

Because Zhou Yi is equivalent to their will itself.It is the concretization of self-realization, the complete understander - unless it is a person who does not repay any hope to himself and does not yearn for anyone's understanding, he will break away from Zhou Yi's charm.On the contrary, the more those people yearn for others to understand, the more they cannot extricate themselves from Zhou Yi's strange charm.

Although not long ago, Zhou Yi didn't know his own origin, but in fact, his actions have already had a weak but real impact on others.

And under Zhou Yi's conscious expansion of this halo, the most obvious effect is that those magicians who were originally very wary of and dissatisfied with Father Calabo became more gentle towards the old priest standing beside Zhou Yi. .Although it would not be easy to drink and talk immediately, at least it no longer had the subconscious hostility towards him like it did at the beginning.

Only the group of magicians with the most tenacious will may suddenly realize that their will has been tampered with after a few months, and become wary of Zhou Yi because of this... But by then, everything is over up.

If Zhou Yi continues to move forward a few steps, maybe he will become the existence of the evil god Japari steamed bun... Let everyone who realizes himself become friends or something like that.

What surprised Zhou Yi was that even though he was in danger to such an extent, there was still no guardian to clean him up.In this way, it may be Zici's own restraint.

When Zhou Yi stood aside and thought about something, by the way, when a totem pole wiped out the hatred value of those magicians for black priests, Rin curiously moved over.

Although she was obviously still a little afraid of the corpse, she didn't turn her gaze away.Although her frightened fingertips trembled slightly, the roots of her teeth felt a little numb, and she felt sick because of the faint sticky breath in the air, she did not run away, but kept staring at the headless corpse stubbornly, thinking Adapt yourself to this scenario.

In order to distract her, she asked in a low voice to the priest who was cutting up the corpse to observe the internal organs: "I... can I ask you a question."

"what is the problem?"

"Don't you hate magicians?"

Rin asked curiously.

She remembered very clearly that the Holy Church and the Magic Association were hostile organizations.Although the relationship between the Tohsaka family and the Holy Church has always been relatively good...but it was because of this that Rin was surprised by this matter.

Tokiomi had told her beforehand that Karabo was one of his own.But in fact, Rin has never met this person, and this is the first time he has met him, so asking this seems a bit over the top.

Besides, every time she asked Kotomine Risho such things, Risho would confuse them, and then Rin would be reprimanded by Tokiomi.But it seemed that his father didn't seem to have any reaction when he asked the priest grandfather such a delicate topic.

Is it because he can answer?

Rin couldn't help feeling a little hopeful.

——However, the answer she got was different from what Rin imagined.

It wasn't something like "everyone just disagrees in theory" or "it's not advisable to make fearless enemies", and it wasn't something like "the confrontation between camps has nothing to do with personal friendship" that made her look forward to it.

Calabore just clicked his tongue in a low voice, and said to Rin very concisely without any expression: "Why, of course I hate magicians... I will always hate them. I think all the magicians on this train, One counts as one, and they should all be thrown into purgatory to be burned after praying to God for forgiveness."

"……Hey?"

Rin was dumbfounded.