Hey Timothy Grail

His precious emotional experience is worth protecting by everyone.

"Ahh...do I have to think about the Servant's thoughts?"

Hateres nodded in response, then scratched his face.

"It seems that if I don't want to get rid of you, Faker probably doesn't want to leave with me. No matter how I say it, I can't use another command spell, and if I use it, it will be difficult for me and her to reconcile , it’s really hard work to be your enemy.”

Facing this situation, the red-haired man still maintained a gentle smile.

"So there's nothing I can do about it, it doesn't matter, even if you run out of command spells, it won't help me."

"Try?"

"Try and die."

Fang Han walked straight up to Dunniang, looking carelessly at the former head of the Clock Tower Modern Magic Department.

Among the twelve departments of the clock tower, this is the only "lucky guy" who is not a monarch.

Hateres gently covered his left chest with his hand.

[[Reverse it, my heart. 】】

It was a singing melody.

Mash felt something [reversed].

Not yourself, but on the outside.The strong sense of disobedience, as if the skin of the world had been completely reversed, made Little Eggplant feel like vomiting for a while.

Fang Han also sensed which direction it came from.

In the night, something appeared in the direction of the train.

"Just now?"

"Although I am not an imaginary number attribute, I can do similar things. As the price of this heart."

Hartley said calmly.

He said that as the price of losing things, he also got something.I think that's probably different from usual magic tricks.It is a series of behaviors that are specious and caused by applying spells or actions, driven by magic power or magic base.

An irreplaceable privilege obtained as the price of being kidnapped by a goblin.

"By the way, don't you think that the son of Einnashe disappeared a little too easily? Even if the child is not as good as the main body, it is too embarrassing to be wiped out so easily as a great mysterious person. "

The magic power that is constantly expanding ahead of the orbit has been seen in the depths of Fuhai Forest.

"Hatteris...!"

"I secretly recovered part of the core of the injured son of Einnashe, which was also sealed in the imaginary pocket. Then I just released it in the direction of the train. It is a tenacious Death Apostle anyway. Wounded The heavier it is, the more it will seek out opponents to fill in."

Accompanied by his words, there was a huge abnormal noise.

Tentacle-like tree branches approaching from the front end of the track.The outside is still wrapped in ice, but it can be clearly seen from the bark that the blood-red, pulsating thing is the new form chosen by the son of Einnashe who was injured to the limit .

"It's different from before. The son of Fu Hailin has never been so hungry. Then, what is the most magical place in the vicinity?"

Do you even have to ask?

The magic eye collection train is now being entangled in icy branches, being constantly devoured by the children of the Fuhai forest.

"When you gods are fighting, can you notice that there are mortals here?"

Hishiri lightly adjusted his glasses.

The astonishing roar of the death-match on the roof of the train could be heard even inside the carriages.However, she also sensed the emergence of another powerful magic.

She walked to the elegantly decorated window and pushed it up.

And just like that, she saw strange branches writhing like tentacles at the front of the track.

"Oops."

Hishiri shook his head helplessly, muttering.

"Sigh. Although I expected what mechanism he would set up, I didn't expect to use the son of Einnashe. Should I say that he is worthy of being the former head of school?"

"You mean the son of Fu Hailin...?! He escaped with great difficulty?!"

A restrained Yvette reacts to her words.

Because her eyes were also sealed, she couldn't confirm the situation by herself, but she didn't seem to have forgotten the horror she tasted in the previous escape drama.

"—The Law and Politics Department shouldn't be helpless, right?"

Aozaki Chengzi happily provoked.

Because she used flying magic all the way from London to come here, and now her magic power has bottomed out.It is also because of this that he gave up on assisting the acting dean of the clock tower, but even so, he still wants to watch a good show when faced with this situation... This kind of mood is stronger.

The crown puppeteer said so.

And Hishiri turned to look at another magician.

"Please help me first, Mario."

"me?!"

Mario was so frightened that he raised his hands and shook his head vigorously in a gesture of surrender.And his expression was more severe than his actions. He was pale now, and he looked as if he was going to die in a second.

"Your familiar can be used to investigate the situation. It should be said that you have already done so anyway."

"...Well, let's send 87 out for now."

Small jet black particles fell from his cuff.

Spiders the size of a grain of rice sneaked into the exterior of the train through the cracks.This kind of preparation was necessary for him who was using his familiar to observe around before the auction started.

"In that case, let's set up a barrier outside the train as much as possible—"

"...That's not acceptable, Law and Politics Department."

The sound ran across the carpet.

Hishiri turned around.

It was said by the silver-haired girl with her head down.

Olga Marie.

"What do you think?"

"I've already looked at this spirit vein just now. Barrier is not the most effective spell. I can do better with the son of Einnashe as my opponent."

"So that's it. The pulse of the earth is compared with the universe. Can I leave it to you?"

"……Can."

The girl nodded.

Her gaze was fixed on her entourage—after Hateres and the others left, Olga Marie could finally take her entourage, that is, Trisha's body, out of the imaginary space. Let the personal teacher make a move.

To be honest, Olga Marie didn't give up worrying for a moment when she found out that Trisha, who was just an ordinary magician, was being targeted by big figures like servants and the former head of the modern magic department because of her magic eyes.

Although Fang Han had assured her more than once that even if Trisha really died, he would try his best to help her come back to life.

"However, Miss Trisha doesn't seem to have woken up yet."

Seeing this, Huaye Lingli reminded him quite "kindly".

"That's because it is too difficult for Trisha to expand the imaginary space. Mr. Fang Han said that he will sleep for at least three days and three nights, and it has only been two days now!"

Olga Marie put Tricia on her bed, and then carefully applied her unique healing potion from the Astronomy Department.

Only then did he look at the magicians again: "Everyone, what are your plans?"

"Conflict among magicians, please let yourself be."

The cartmaster said in his usual voice that couldn't hear the emotion.

"However, I will never allow the Rail Zeppelin to be belittled again. What's more, the other party is the bastard of the Dead Apostles who are in the same position as us. This train has our own way to deal with it."

He replied decisively, and turned around.They should have their own ideas.It is different from other magicians, but it is also a battle based on its own ideas.

Just as Olga Marie watched him leave.

"—Um, sister Hishiri, do you want a judicial transaction?"

Yvette suggested suddenly.

Although her hands were still tied behind her back, her tone was very brisk, as if she was telling the person who was robbed of the snacks by herself yesterday that I will share your snacks with you today.

"Judicial transactions, eh?"

"Hmm. He had nothing to do with Hateres's summoning of the servants, right? He also rejected him when he invited him to escape with him. He is so honest, so the clock tower wouldn't refuse, right?"

"……All right."

Hishiri slapped his palms.

As soon as the fan blown past, the cloth that sealed Yvette was untied and slid down to her feet.

"Huh, huh, huh. You stupid magician, you actually broke the seal for me... Wait, don't ignore him! Seriously talk to him about his lines! Okay, okay, don't do it, he really knows Wrong!!!"

"Leave the rest to me, Pitch-black Blazer!!"

039 Veterans Don’t Die, They Just Wither Gradually

No one knows middle school better than me!

Huaye Lingli couldn't complain anymore, so he could only look at the blindfolded girl with a smile, and then turned his head: "Ah, by the way, Melvin, didn't you help out at the son of Fu Hailin before. Let's do it again."

"I have no choice but to help you. After all, it has something to do with Weber."

Being forcibly thrown into the topic, Melvin could only shrug his shoulders.