The Magician's Skyfall

Just as the observation team arrived in London, Ryu Akamatsu was picking up the guests.

This is a man with a handsome appearance. He is wearing a magic robe and has a gentle and quiet smile. He is sitting on the sofa in Chisongliu's study, smelling the aroma of black tea, and said with a smile: "Today, many people are going to watch the excitement. , I thought you would go too."

Chi Songliu smiled, isn't that Fei Jia's business?He was exchanging pages for Fedya to make trouble.

Akamatsu sat across from the man: "Mr. Hatteris, that excitement is too far away from me. I am more concerned about the supply of goods."

As a magician who makes, processes and repairs various materials and magic dresses, Akamatsu Ryu naturally has enough sources of materials for making, and one of his suppliers is the Mr. Hatteris in front of him.

Hatteres was once the director of the modern magic department. Later, he resigned and disappeared, but Akamatsu knew that this man had huge funds and a steady stream of bodies and materials. Akamatsu never asked the source of those materials. As long as Hartley dared to sell, he would dare to buy.

After hearing this, Hateres took out a jar from his arms and placed it in front of Chisongliu. Chisongliu's eyes lit up. He picked up the jar and looked at it carefully for a while, before sighing after a long time.

"Although it is an excellent material, the properties are wrong."

Hateres was a little surprised: "Don't you want water attributes?"

Akamatsu Ryu said helplessly: "Dual attributes of water and space are needed."

Before seeing Matou Sakura, Akamatsu Ryu thought that the attributes in Matou Sakura's body had been completely transformed into water.

But after the actual inspection, Akamatsu realized that Matou Sakura's talent was so good that it exploded. Even though the attributes were transformed, the imaginary attribute was still rooted in her body, but it was suppressed and infinitely weakened, and it was not completely eliminated.

Hartress was amazed: "Single attribute is already very rare, you still need dual attributes, or the designated dual attributes... With all due respect, I'm afraid you won't find it if you search all over the world."

Chi Song showed a headache, he pondered for a long time before saying: "Even if you can't find it, try your best, and I will get paid."

The jeweled swords are all in hand, and they can't be returned to Tohsaka Rin.

Speaking of this, Chisong Liu's eyes flickered, and he looked at Hateres: "The number of bodies from the underground tombs has become less and less in theory over the years, but the actual number in circulation on the market does not conform to the anatomy of secret skeletons. bureau statistics."

Hateres put down the black tea in his hand, and said meaningfully: "Are you questioning the data of the Secret Skeleton Anatomy Bureau? If those big shots know..."

Akamatsu waved his hand: "I'm not interested in data, I'm only interested in materials. Our family is in this business. Of course, we have an extraordinary pursuit of fresh, stronger materials that contain special thoughts. .”

Speaking of this, Chisong Liu lowered his voice and asked Hateres: "If there are some special channels that allow me to practice my magic way, that would be great."

In short, Chimatsu Liu knew that Hateres had a smuggling channel to and from the underground tomb, so he wanted to take a walk underground.

Hateres frowned slightly after hearing this: "Do you want to go in person?"

Akamatsu Ryu blinked: "Isn't it possible?"

Hateres's expression was very subtle: "That kind of place is more dangerous, you..."

Chisong Liu understood: "You don't need to care about me, just send me in, and I will find someone to help."

Hateres still didn't quite understand why Akamatsu Ryu wanted to go to the underground tomb, until Akamatsu said euphemistically that the outside world was too chaotic recently, and he would rather go to the underground tomb to avoid the limelight, and Hatteres revealed it A look of understanding.

"It's kind of messy, all those magicians whose age ends with two zeros are popping up."

Hateres' eyes darkened: "It's not easy for everyone to survive in such a chaotic situation."

Akamatsu Ryu said very kindly: "Do you need any help? Maybe I can relieve your worries."

Hartress lowered his voice and said, "The Holy Grail ceremony in the Far East... I don't know if you have heard of it?"

After Chisong Ruu heard this, his heart skipped a beat, with a troubled look on his face: "Of course I've heard of it, as we all know His Excellency El-Melloi II participated in that ceremony."

The relationship between Chimatsu Ryu and Weber is relatively close, so it's no secret that Weber mentioned it before.

Hartress smiled and said: "The ultimate goal of our magicians is to reach the root. It is undeniable that the Holy Grail ceremony is the fastest and most convenient way to reach the root."

Akamatsu Ryu pretended to think for a while, he thought, Dazai Osamu's magic engraving containing the black mud has the blame.

Akamatsu said bluntly: "I see, I will help you pay attention to this matter."

Akamatsu Ryu breathed a sigh of relief after sending Hateres away. He rubbed his temples and was about to chat with Osamu Dazai about the follow-up issues of Fuyuki City. At this moment, Nakahara Chuya opened the door and came in.

"I got the image of what happened over the strait, do you want to see it?"

Akamatsuliu was a little surprised, because when the observation team arrived in London, Nakahara also ran to the site of the bell tower servants, ready to follow Baudelaire who came with the group at any time.

"Look, what happened?" Akamatsu asked Chuya Nakahara, "Did Fei Jia say anything?"

Nakahara Chuya's expression was very subtle: "Yes, he asked me to ask you, what about the sea monster in the strait."

Akamatsu Ryu was a little confused: "Sea monster?"

It wasn't until after watching the images that Chuya Nakahara brought over and taken with supernatural powers that Ryu Akamatsu understood what Chuya Nakahara said just now.

Akamatsu Ryu wanted to laugh a little bit, he suspected that the black magician Fyodor had brought in created the sea monster, but Fyodor didn't expect that the black magician only wanted to summon it and didn't care about the aftermath.

Akamatsu fluttered with emotion: "The method of the transcendent is really amazing."

Whether it is the daughter of the sea or the pumpkin carriage, they are all created out of nothing, as incredible as magic, no wonder magicians are staring at these transcendents.

The transcendent is simply a living mystery walking in the modern age!

Zhong Yuan also cleared his throat: "Sea monster, that sea monster, don't forget, Dazai bought a nuclear power plant, and it's also by the sea, and we're going to build a smuggling port."

As a result, there was a sea monster wandering outside the port. How could it be smuggled?

Akamatsu glanced at the sea monster in the sea, and said in a very indifferent tone: "Don't worry, the sea monster will sink to the bottom of the sea and fall asleep after a long time. The modern magic environment is not enough to provide it with the magic power to wake up for a long time, and As your research on sea monsters gets deeper and deeper, the strength of sea monsters will continue to decline."

When the mystery is thoroughly studied, it will naturally be weakened.

Zhongyuan Zhong also looked strange: "Huh? Just ignore it? But the ships and smuggling routes..."

Akamatsu shrugged: "Let's suspend business for a while. This kind of sea monster must have a magic core. Its activity time will be longer, and it may wait for decades before it gradually stops."

Chi Song had an incredible brainstorm: "If someone lures the sea monster to the Strait of Gibraltar and enters the Mediterranean Sea..."

Zhong Yuanzhong also took a deep breath: "Then the coastal defense of the surrounding countries is going to be finished?"

Akamatsu Ryu: "So the clock tower won't do anything. Since the clock tower attendants want the clock tower to be integrated into the national system, if the authorities can't solve the problems we face, such as the sea monster, then why should the magicians obey their orders? What about the government?"

Speaking of this, Akamatsu changed his voice, and he said: "Get rid of that guy named Baudelaire first, he doesn't seem to come alone, do you need to isolate the other one?"

Zhongyuan Zhong also pondered for a while and said: "Try to isolate."

Rimbaud's affairs were, after all, confidential.

Chi Songliu smiled slightly, showing eight white teeth: "Leave it to me."

After being targeted, Baudelaire breathed a sigh of relief after staying in the room prepared by the clock tower attendants.

His ability, Flower of Evil, can see a person's heart clearly, but this ability is only suitable for assassination, not for big scenes.

It’s just that the situation in Britain is too complicated and weird this time. There must be someone who can clearly distinguish between the enemy and us and who can command the overall situation to come and command on the spot, and then consider the artificial human technology of the magician family, and Baudelaire’s student Rimbaud’s The partner is an artificial supernatural body, and Baudelaire also has a deep understanding of this aspect. After negotiations within Paris, Baudelaire was finally sent to London with the delegation.

Baudelaire did not come alone, and Romain Rolland came with him. Roman can judge the authenticity of a person's words, and combined with Baudelaire's ability to understand people's hearts, two people are enough Avoid all kinds of traps.

After Roman finished handling his personal belongings, he went to Baudelaire: "The clock tower attendant sent someone to deliver the daily watch. The meeting will start tomorrow. This afternoon is the rest time."

After a pause, Roman's tone was a little sarcastic: "The clock tower attendant also specifically said, try not to leave the government office, if we go to London to wander around on our own, we will bear the consequences."

Apparently the magicians who attacked the observation group were waiting to catch them.

Roman looked at Baudelaire: "Do you have any plans for the afternoon?"

Baudelaire changed into an emerald green silk jacket and black trousers. He had curly long hair. When he looked at him from the side, he was handsome with a trace of melancholy. He said in a sad tone: "Aren't the people at the port in London?" ? They should come to contact us."

Before coming here, Baudelaire knew that he might encounter Chuya Nakahara, the artificial supernatural body left by Rimbaud. He had been pretending to be confused for so many years, and he always had to face the reality.

Roman frowned: "We are on the site of the bell tower servants, do they have the ability to pass on news to us?"

Baudelaire said calmly: "This is something they need to consider."

After the words fell, there was a knock on the door, and a steady voice sounded.

"Mr. Baudelaire, it's me, the cadre of the port mafia, Zhongya Zhongyuan."

Baudelaire smiled slightly: "Isn't this coming?"

Meanwhile, Fyodor was knocking on the door.

Seeing Tsunayoshi Sawada who opened the door, the thin Russian showed a soft smile.

"Mr. Vengley, I have known you for a long time. The icy flames that exploded on the sea are really beautiful and impressive."

Although Tsunayoshi Sawada has never met Fyodor, as the boss of Vengley, Tsunayoshi Sawada is naturally familiar with the top-ranked list of wanted criminals in the underground world.

"Mr. Fyodor D?"

Sawada Tsunayoshi was a little puzzled: "Are you looking for Mr. Collodi?"

He didn't move away. In name, he was the assistant of Mr. Collodi, the representative of Italy, and Fyodor was a wanted criminal. Tsunayoshi Sawada looked at Fyodor and raised his vigilance in his heart.

Fyodor said with a smile: "No, I'm here to see you."

Sawada Tsunayoshi was taken aback: "Looking for me?"

Fyodor took out a document from his sleeve and handed it to Tsunayoshi Sawada: "This is a commissioned document from Osamu Dazai, the chief of the port. I will be the agent for the negotiation of the agreement between Mori Club and Vongola."

Sawada Tsunayoshi's first reaction after hearing this was: Did Osamu Dazai use Russia as his backing again?

The shock on Sawada Tsunayoshi's face was so clear that Fyodor, a human being, could see it at a glance.

Fyodor didn’t explain anything, but in fact it was a triangle relationship, Fyodor helped Osamu Dazai to get Vongola, Osamu Dazai helped the Clock Tower attendant to get Hugo, and the Clock Tower attendant gave Fyodor money, by the way Fyodor's backing to win over the gangster forces in Russia.

The most interesting thing is that extending from the sphere of influence in Siberia, you can enter the island country through Hokkaido, which is the territory of Osamu Dazai, and Fyodor's ultimate goal is to snatch the book from Osamu Dazai.

Osamu Dazai knew what Fyodor wanted, and Fyodor also knew that Osamu Dazai knew about it. The two played matryoshka games while cooperating, and they all thought the game was very fun.

Sawada Tsunayoshi didn't know the inside story, he just asked strangely: "You are actually the representative of Mr. Dazai? I thought you were the representative of your country, after all..."

Fyodor was stunned, and he remembered the list he had received before: "Isn't my country's representative Tolstoy?"

He and Tolstoy are at odds, it's better not to see each other.

Sawada Tsunayoshi said subtly: "Well, it was Mr. Tolstoy at first, but when the plane was about to take off, Mr. Tolstoy said that you might be more happy to see another person as a representative than him, So he got off the plane and left."

Fyodor felt uncomfortable: "Who is that person?"

In the next few rooms, Gogol had come to see Tolstoy, but when he opened the door, he was shocked.

I saw a few burly bodyguards staring at a fat man with cold eyes. This fat man didn't look like a representative, but rather a scapegoat.

"Oh... my God, Pushkin!"

Gogol's face showed sincere pity: "My friend Pushkin, why are you here?!"

——Do you know that in the eyes of magicians, you are an immortal monument of Russian literature, the father of Russian literature coveted by everyone!

Friend, you are finished.