After the spirit sub-transfer goes wrong

The news that the newly recruited Mr. Akiman chased Miss Isis still spread like wildfire, but it was not the night shift staff who leaked the secret, but the group of gossip kings who saw Romani blocking the door.

Isis took a deep breath, brushed aside the messy hair hanging in front of her eyes, the looming sweat fell down along the arc of the hair, and finally disappeared into the light golden long skirt.The ground, walls, and ceiling in the room all presented a scene of a storm passing by. After a while, they slowly returned to their original state amidst the sizzle of electric current.

The circuit whose magic power was on the verge of drying up twitched, bringing a strange sense of hunger.Isis shook her head, throwing out of her mind the impulsive desire for magic power that was close to "the vampire wants to eat".

In the past, I was salted fish for too long, and I wanted to be an ordinary person in the watch world. As a result, I didn't even practice the family magic. Now it is too difficult to pick up these things in a short time.But even hotter than her is Chaldea's practice room. God knows how the restoration magic is arranged. After being beaten for a few rounds, it is completely unusable.

Sure enough, Chaldea without Da Vinci's kiss is just a scum, in various senses.

The black-haired girl pursed her lips, squatted down and activated the restoration magic, speeding up the "self-healing" process of the entire room.

With the input of magic power, the room returned to its original state at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the door locked by Isis was reopened, and Sylvia, who usually had a good relationship, crept in.

There was still an irritable magic factor in the air, and the heavy pressure made the female staff, who had always been lively and enthusiastic, stagnate. The teasing smile on her face stiffened, and she said insincerely:

"Well, Isis, what did you do in the room just now, you can hear the loud noise inside from a long distance away, I am really worried that there is something wrong with the equipment inside."

"That's not what you want to say, is it?"

"Ah, you've seen it all." Sylvia touched the top of her head awkwardly, "Actually, what I want to ask is, do you know that it's been spread outside now that you and Akiman are lovers?" Yeah. People outside say that, don't you care?"

"So what can I do?"

Isis picked up the device on the floor and shuffled to put the things on the table, her tone was leisurely and even a little cold.

Sylvia bit her lip with a complicated expression.

Yes, that's the expression.

Obviously everyone has the same identity, but there is always a feeling that there is something different.At first, she thought she was an arrogant and willful young lady, but when she got along with her later, she was not like that at all.

why?

Because of those eyes.

Those eyes seemed to have everything, but also seemed to have nothing.

Even in face-to-face communication, I always feel that Isis is like an ancient goddess, sitting on the clouds and watching all beings, and they are ignorant and naughty children on the earth.No matter how viciously cursed, no matter how sincerely praised, falling into those eyes, it was just like a breeze, stirring up a ripple in the pond water.

It was clearly a young and beautiful face, but what could be seen from the eyes was clearly an old and tired soul.She didn't know why she felt this way, but every time she wanted to draw another conclusion, all the organs in her body, including her brain, protested.

Men admired her, women envied her, and this black-haired girl smiled lightly. Although she was tolerant, she alienated the entire Chaldea invisibly.Maybe she didn't even know it, but only when she faced the man with orange-pink hair would the smile on her face really come alive.

Such Isis is really hard to get close to.

"Uh, Isis, I think there are still some places in the training room that need further maintenance. I want to submit an application to Professor Leif, so I'll take a step ahead."

Sylvia smiled unnaturally, and quickly walked out of the door as if fleeing, and hurried and messy footsteps sounded in the corridor.

Isis walked slowly to the door, looked at her almost fleeing back, and suddenly sighed wearily.

After all, it is to live a whole life again, many things have already deviated from the track of the past.

……

In view of the fact that Chaldea's training room was damaged due to excessive force, Isis had to temporarily stop magic training and return to the room to rest.However, just as she stepped out of the training room, she met an unexpected but reasonable person.

"Well, Miss Isis, I've heard of you for a long time, are you free recently?"

The black-haired girl watched the white-haired figure maintain an elegant appearance, walking unhurriedly from the other end of the corridor, and her intuition, which has always been quite effective, suddenly sounded the alarm.Even though she didn't know the person, the same white hair, with a braid on one side of her cheek, reminded her of someone else.

They died in the Chaldea explosion, but their souls followed them to the ex-ex-ex-ex-director of Singularity F—Olga Marie Asmiret Animsfia because of the transfer of spirits.The two have different genders, different ages, and even more differences in appearance, so there is only one truth——

That was the old director who had never met before.

……

In the director's office, Maris Billy stared at the figure reflected in the water with a faint smile.

"Currently, the facilities in Chaldea are not yet complete, but this is only a temporary situation. The spiritual calculation device is already in the research and development state, and the commissioning and operation will be completed around 2015. Wait until Trismegistes starts After running, the operation of Chaldea will be improved to a higher level, and the current situation that is difficult to repair by itself will not appear."

"For the current situation of Chaldea, I will fully cooperate."

The black-haired girl also had a formulaic smile on her face. The mellow and fragrant black tea was at hand, but she didn't lose even half a sip of it.

Just when Isis was about to end the polite conversation between the two of them, Marisbilly opened the notebook as if suddenly remembering something, and asked in a slightly teasing tone:

"By the way, I heard other employees in Chaldea say, Miss Isis, do you like Roman?"

"Roman?" Isis raised her head in astonishment, her eyes flickering with puzzlement, "Does the director have a good relationship with the head of the medical department? I've always been called by my first name."

"Ah, it's like this. In terms of personal relationship alone, Romani and I can be regarded as good friends. Even when he went to work in Chaldea, I invited him to come here."

The black-haired girl's hand hidden in the sleeve suddenly moved unnaturally. Isis suppressed her surging emotions, continued to maintain her arrogant and willful personality, and raised her chin to listen to Maris Billy's half-truth and half-truth. Come on.

"Actually, the reason why I asked Miss Isis to come here is precisely because I heard such a rumor. As an elder and a magician, I want to persuade Miss Isis to think more about it. The magician's Power comes from bloodlines and inheritance, and once the bloodlines are continuously diluted or mixed with other inferior bloodlines, the chances of their descendants getting excellent talents will be even smaller."

"Although Romani Akiman is a rare and outstanding talent, he is only outstanding at the level of ordinary people. Moreover, he does not have any blood of the magic family in his body, and the magic circuit is so inferior that there is almost no... I, as a The monarch of the clock tower also has a little understanding of the current situation of the Annashan Henaman family. Even if Miss Isis insists on being with Akiman, those old guys who want to revive the family may not allow the patriarch With ordinary people, right?"

"Director, can I think you are insulting me?"

Pressing her hand to the table with a bang, Isis showed an angry expression just right.

"Will I be with mortals who don't have outstanding talents? Lord Animsfia, are you underestimating me or my family? Even if I marry El-Melloi II, who is mediocre in the Clock Tower, I will not be with a mortal either. Excuse me, leave."

After angrily expressing her objection, the black-haired girl simply lost her aristocratic demeanor, left her seat, and slammed the door heavily.

The white-haired director of Chaldea stroked his chin thoughtfully.

Does Isis really hate Romani as she said, or is she covering up her true feelings?However, no matter what, he couldn't let his followers escape his control. Once King Solomon lost control, the changes would be unpredictable.

If it affects that plan... It must be that the magic of deleting and modifying memories can be passed on for so long, and it is not without the slightest effect.

……

Isis temporarily changed today's schedule, canceling the spirit sub-infiltration training from afternoon to evening directly, and instead went to Romani Akiman to have a good heart-to-heart talk.

Maris Billy obviously smelled something unusual from that rumor, and the first meeting with him carried a hint of warning.

In all fairness, she feels that she is not a difficult person to get along with. As long as the general direction is good, even if there are minor problems during the cooperation, she is willing to sit down and talk with the other party.However, Maris Billy's acting style obviously made her feel that she was not the same as this kind of unscrupulous magician.

Conducting experiments on sub-servants is simply messing around!

According to Romani's disposition, using human body as an experimental material may not be what he would like to see, but he who has lost his strength may not be able to stop the development of Maris Billy's plan.If there is a strong tendency to oppose, the most likely thing is that the old director who is still alive will be more closely monitored.

It is hard to imagine that the main founder of modern magic, King Solomon, known as the "King of Magic", is now even inferior to the weakest magician.

Isis looked at the camera in the hidden place at the foot of the wall, and reached out to hook out the ruby ​​dress disguised as a pendant.

"Illusion."

The author has something to say:

I'll go, I forgot to set the time for the drop box when I came back late from the dinner last night, and I just found out now.Well, tomorrow or the day after tomorrow there should be a double update drop as an apology.

small theater:

The old director: Roman is mine, I don't allow him to like you!

Guda: I would rather marry Kong Ming than him!

Kong Ming (sneezes): Who is thinking about me?Is it Lyonice, or is that guy Alexander?

Thanks to the little angels who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution~

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated [nutrient solution]:

10 bottles of Francis Zabi;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!