Don't compete with fairy tale vests

When Fu Heihui got out of the car, it was still very early, and the sun was slightly dazzling, which made him blink uncomfortably when he got out of the car.

His luggage has been taken out of the trunk by the auxiliary supervisor and put aside, he just needs to take it to report.

He thanked the assistant supervisor for his help, and the person who sent him here was Yidizhi Gao Jie, who was considered a half-acquaintance.

He dragged his suitcase and walked towards the school gate in a calm manner. The moment he stepped into the campus gate, the boy with a hairstyle that resembled a sea urchin suddenly couldn't help shivering.

It's like being targeted by some kind of large beast, Fu Heihui thought, and couldn't help but pick up in his heart.

He looked around vigilantly, but he didn't find any creatures worthy of warning. Besides, although Mangao's geographical location is relatively remote, it is rare for large beasts to appear in places where there are still people. Fu Heihui can only take it as a own illusion.

But the feeling of being watched lingered all over him, with a lingering smell. Fu Heihui always had a bad premonition, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

He self-consciously walked towards the direction Gojo Satoru and the assistant supervisor had told him before. He had to go to the principal's office to complete the freshmen's report. He had been here last year and was fairly familiar with the road section.

The campus is very quiet. When Fu Heihui walked through the aisle in front of the teaching building, he could only hear the sound of Mosuo leaves, and the lights were not turned on in the classroom. The seniors and seniors in the second and third grades seemed to have gone out to finish the work. Commissioned, and no one is at school now.

It was so rare and quiet, Fu Heihui sighed in his heart when he thought back to the scenes of flying dogs and dogs he saw when he came to the school to experience the life of a magician several times before.

There's a long way to get to Moth's office, but it's a bit of a detour.

Fu Heihui looked at the time on his phone. It seemed that there were not many minutes left before the time he and Principal Noctua had agreed to meet, and he could take a shortcut by passing through a grove that grew wildly due to lack of care , not only can save a few minutes, but also avoid the increasingly vicious sun at noon.

Fu Heihui was not a person who followed the rules. It can be seen from the fact that he made the unscrupulous teenagers in the school frightened.

Facing the temptation of the grove, he hesitated for a few tenths of a second before walking in with his luggage on his shoulders without thinking.

And Fu Heihui's short-cutting behavior was in the hands of several second-year boys. They were still hesitating about how to hold a welcome party on the avenue without being discovered by Yemo Zhengdao, and now they even started to draft a review Book.

Now the black-haired first-year freshmen walked to the grove so dense that the scene in the woods could not be seen from the office of Night Moth Zhengdao, which undoubtedly provided a natural stage for their small "welcome party".

"It's coming, it's coming, it's about to come." Panda Manke lowered his voice and whispered excitedly.

I don't know how he hid his huge body in the grass. Yi Guyoutai, who was watching all this through the video call, just wanted to complain, but when the camera turned, he saw something even more outrageous than this.

If it hadn't been for the dog curly thorn touching the bush next to it, making the moving "haystack" tremble, the super magician probably wouldn't have noticed that it was the grass-green mane of the lion cub , Grau Graman has become a prototype, and the tall lion can touch those branches almost as long as he stands upright.

At this time, the lion cub's ability to change the color of his fur played the best role, blending perfectly with the forest, and also providing a barrier for the dog curly thorn and the panda hiding behind him that can only be seen when he looks closely.

Fu Heihui was walking in the shady woods, but he still felt that something was wrong. This feeling that someone was following him secretly made him a little irritable for no reason.

"Who?" The hedgehog-haired boy finally couldn't help it, and turned his head abruptly, ready to teach the follower a big lesson.

But when he turned around, what he saw was not a bad senior who was thinking of teasing the freshmen, but a lion.

To be precise, it was a green lion. From the face of the big fluffy cat, there was a look of stunned and foolishness in a humanized way.

This must be a hallucination, I really must have caused some delusional disorder to some unreliable adult.Fu Heihui closed his eyes expressionlessly, and put another cauldron on the white-haired guardian without any psychological burden in his heart.

A certain white-haired super conjurer immediately sneezed while performing the task, and rubbed the back of his head in doubt.

But when he opened his eyes, the hallucination did not disappear. The male lion with a color that obviously could not exist in reality was asking himself enthusiastically, and Fu Heihui could almost feel the wetness of the lion. The warm breath from his nose made his already expressionless face look even colder.

There seemed to be the sound of footsteps coming from behind, and Fu Heihui turned around with a dull expression, just hearing the sound of fireworks exploding from both sides, it was pandas and dogs curling thorns.

As early as last year, when he experienced the life of a conjurer or was exploited by the conjurer world in advance, he had already experienced how naive these seniors would be when the only girl Zenyuan Maki was not present, but at this time he saw the senior , at least it shows that the super-large lion he saw just now should be a hallucination caused by lack of sleep.

Sure enough, you shouldn't stay up late playing video games, Fu Heihui said to himself again, determined to go to sleep early today.

Panda Skeletal and the silver-haired conjurer are holding the paper firework tubes on the left and the right, colorful and colorful confetti falling from the sky, hanging on the hair and shoulders of the black-haired first-year freshmen whose eyesight has died, Make him look like a little hedgehog forced to roll in a pile of confetti.

"Welcome to the school, newcomer, although we seem to have met Heihui last year." The panda helped the black-haired freshman with his luggage familiarly, but he was not in a hurry to take Fu Heihui to the dormitory. Curl Thorn took a step back in a very tacit understanding as if they had discussed it.

Fu Heihui suddenly had an ominous premonition, which was much stronger than before.

"Look at the surprise behind!" Fu Heihui turned her head subconsciously, but there was only a piece of golden red in front of her eyes.

In the next second, the black-haired, hedgehog-headed boy was thrown to the ground by the big golden-red lion, and his whole body sank into a warm and furry place.

Fu Heihui has completely turned into a dead fish eye at this time, and this kind of operation and temperament is only possessed by the senior named Grau Graman, although he has only heard a little about the Grau Graman technique from Chanyuan Maki , I have never had the opportunity to witness it with my own eyes, but now I still recognize Grau Graman with a series of operations that I have not been able to do so naturally except for Senior Lion.

Caught off guard by the big lion, Fu Heihui fell backwards. He originally thought that he might be thrown to the ground, thinking that the moss and moist soil might act as a buffer, so he acquiesced.

But when his back really touched the ground, what Fu Heihui felt was a piece of soft and warm sand.

Dark blue gravel gushes out from the place where the lion's paw pad touches him, and when the soft and fresh dark blue sand like sunlight is gently pushed by the soft pad of Grau Graman, Fu Heihui feels unprecedented Relaxed, troubles and anxiety left him, even the fatigue from staying up late last night playing games seemed to have eased a lot, Fu Heihui soon lost consciousness.

Since it was a welcome meeting, and I didn't want the principal to find out, a few boys together gave Fu Heihui a taste of this self-proclaimed "Curse High Tradition", and woke Fu Heihui up within a few minutes. But this also almost washed away the dark-haired boy's negative emotions, after all, the dark blue sand was about to flow out of the shaded area.

"Is this the senior's technique?" The first thing Fu Heihui did when he woke up was to ask this.

At that time, Graugramman was still in the form of a lion, his coat color was red and then divided, and he was in a state of anticipation, nervousness, and excitement. The new student in front of him was his potential future partner to play with in the sand.

Hearing that the little lion immediately turned back into a human form, he asked half excitedly and half curiously, "How did Hui find out? I obviously didn't come here as a lion in front of you."

Apart from Senior Grau, no one would be so optimistic and have such an unreasonable technique comparable to that man, Fu Heihui secretly slandered, but he still had to take the face of some seniors into consideration.

The young man with the hedgehog head kept the persona of Cool Brother unchanged, and replied in a flat tone: "It can be obtained according to the method of elimination."

"So that's how it is," the little lion slapped his palm. Although he didn't understand what was going on, he still agreed with it very much, and at the same time was a little frustrated. "I thought I could scare Hui."

In fact, he was a little scared. If he didn't know a little bit of inside information, such as a senior who is a curse skeleton in the appearance of a panda and another senior who can turn into a lion, he would probably think that this is a large wild animal park. The national treasure of the country also raises lions in the woods against science.

Fu Heihui complained calmly, but he didn't get too angry in his heart. When he saw the dejected big cat, he also had the urge to go up and snort Grau to grow his hair like his predecessors.

Fu Heihui guarantees with his many years of experience in raising large dogs (Jade Dogs), that the fluffiness of Grau Graman will definitely be very pleasing to the touch.

"Okay, okay, take it!" The panda looked at the sky, and hurriedly asked the little lion who was still not satisfied to take back the sand, and did not take the new student to the office of the night moth Zhengdao. After a while, even a fool would know what happened. It is not their wish to teach Principal Night Moth a lesson.

"Let's go, I have to take you to the office." Panda and Graugramman helped the junior to carry the luggage with great strength, while the dog Curly Thorn led the way.

The little prank between the boys is over, and the transoceanic video call is over.

In spare time, it is rare to take time to participate remotely in the daily life of students who are still in college. Yi Gu Youtai couldn't help laughing. Considering that there are still people by his side, he restrained his smile, but the slight trembling of his shoulders still made him laugh. His temporary foreign partner noticed.

The boy with slightly curly brown chestnut hair tilted his head slightly, looking in the direction of Otoko Yuta, showing a bit of confusion at Otoko Yuta's sudden laughing behavior, which added a bit of melancholy to his soft appearance beauty.

"What's the matter, Mr. Otoku?" The boy asked in his unskilled Japanese.

The boy who asked the question was Paul Hesse, who belonged to the "Spri River Tunnel", an official power group established by the German government in Berlin. He became the captain of the special operations team at a young age. On paid leave.

For some unknown reason, such a person would actually be assigned to Yi Gu Youta as a partner and guide for this mission, which surprised Yi Gu Youta. In his opinion, this is really a bit overkill.

"Ah, I'm sorry, did I interrupt your rest?" Yi Guyou showed a sorry smile embarrassedly, and he was a little entangled in disturbing others.

"No, it's just a little boring, so I asked like this," the boy named Paul Hesse replied flatly, "What are you doing?"

Maybe knowing that this is a bit inappropriate, he added: "I need to be responsible for your every move in Berlin."

This is really his own way of speaking, Yi Gu Youtai has the urge to wipe his sweat, but he still holds back out of politeness.

"Sometimes I share some interesting things with my classmates at school." Yi Guyouta organized his language and explained concisely.

"It turned out to be like this. I would often share daily interesting stories with my companions in the "Spri River Tunnel"." The boy with brown chestnut curly hair said sternly.

Hearing what he said, Yi Gu Youtai became interested too. He had seen how quiet or incapable of talking this partner was along the way.

Even if he tried his best to talk to Paul, he could only get some answers that would kill him immediately, and Yi Gu Youtai was forced to be a mute all the way. Even though he was relatively introverted, he was almost suffocated. If there is an opportunity to start a chatterbox, Yi Guyoutai will naturally not let it go.

"Hey, it looks like you have a good relationship with your companions, what are you talking about?"

Yi Guyoutai got along with Panda and the others too much, and he also got a bit of gossip factor, but he felt a little regretful when he said it, so he quickly patched it up: "Uh... well, if you can't say it, then forget it."

"We exchange missions, and every day."

The melancholy young man with brown chestnut curly hair deliberately accentuated the pronunciation of the word "daily", and Otoko Yuta actually heard a little bit of pride from his lack of ups and downs in his tone.

The super conjurer who came to Germany on a business trip keenly felt that there was something unreasonable, and asked tentatively: "Is there anything else you guys talk about? Like food, games, or good-looking books?"

"Why are you talking about these topics with them?" Paul Hesse wondered sincerely.

Yi Guyouta really didn't know what to say, his feeling was right.

He finally couldn't help but touch his forehead, but in the end he could only maintain a polite smile, and it took him a long time to say a weak complaint: "It's really just a work relationship."

The car once again fell into a quiet atmosphere.

Once again, the chat was overwhelmed by a certain German wood whose hair was the same color as the wood. Otoko Yuta could only look out of the car in embarrassment, pretending that he was surprised by the difference between the shape of German street lamps and Japanese street lamps. With great interest.

The vehicle is moving smoothly on the road.

They just finished exorcising the curse spirit, and they are on their way back now.

This is not such a complicated task, and all the details have been exchanged just now, which also makes Yigu Yuta and Paul Hesse have no more topics to talk about after the task handover is over.

When Yi Guyouta thought that this suffocating silence would probably last until he returned to the headquarters, the boy who had been sitting quietly beside him cosplaying the woodcarving suddenly came to life.

"Stop," the boy with brown chestnut hair ordered to the driver, then turned his head and explained to Otoko Yuta with an unchanged expression, "I still have things to deal with, please follow my subordinates back to the tunnel headquarters would be fine.”

Yi Gu Youtai was too happy to escape from this atmosphere, so he naturally agreed.

As the vehicle drove away slowly, the young super conjurer noticed that his temporary partner had put on his uniform hat, and had specially arranged his sleeves and neckline, and his expression became very serious, as if he was going to face him next What a big man you see.

Otoko Yuta looked over there curiously, but as the car turned a corner, the figure of the boy with brown chestnut hair disappeared around the corner.

Facing the glass window of the roadside restaurant, Paul Hesse repeatedly confirmed that there was no problem with his clothes. Paul Hesse nodded in satisfaction, and then walked towards an inconspicuous ordinary residence on the side of the street.

It's just that, unlike other nearby dwellings, there seem to be some guys wandering around this house regularly.

Their attire looks like that of ordinary citizens nearby, but some people's skills look absolutely extraordinary, and there are even one or two inconspicuous bumps on some people's waists or somewhere on their clothes, which can even be seen on the street. The trendy girl holding a skateboard also inadvertently revealed the reflection of some kind of military sharp weapon on the side of her legs covered by a long coat.

Paul Hesse walked through them without turning their eyes. Men, women, young and old seemed to have an inexplicable tacit understanding of his face.

Only a few people, including Paul Hesse, know that most of these people are agents of German government agencies, and even Paul Hesse's subordinates. These well-trained agents gather together to form a faint Strong guard.

These agents, even Paul Hesse himself, were given the same task, to protect the big shots in the houses.

For this reason, as early as two days ago, before the big man came to Berlin from Bavaria, the streets here were completely closed and rectified.

It's just that Paul Hesse has one more task, which is to communicate with the people in the house.

Even if he knew who he was going to communicate with, even if his mood swings were rare, Paul Hesse was a little out of breath standing in front of the house.

After all, this is a recognizable name, except for the adult who is now affiliated to the government, the people in the house are probably the most well-deserved German people with the strongest supernatural powers, and they are the predecessors that countless supernatural powers admire.

His reputation has lasted for more than 40 years. Although his name is no longer widely known at the age of 65, it is still very popular in the ears of some elderly European supernatural powers.

That is the former transcendent known as the "King of Fantasy" - Mitchell Ender.

Mitchell Ender's supernatural ability has made him one of the hottest supernatural power users in Europe since its appearance, but as early as three years ago, his supernatural power disappeared without warning, which was almost impossible at the time. It triggered a riot at the top of Germany, and everyone in the know felt in danger.

Until now, no one dared to bet on whether Mitchell Ender really lost his supernatural powers. After all, it is not impossible for this old urchin to play a big joke on all the superhumans in Germany.

"Come in, boy, the door is unlocked."

Paul Hesse's fist knocking on the door was still hanging in the air, and the old man in the house seemed to have known about his arrival a long time ago and waited for him, and spoke in advance.

"Paul." The old man called softly, and the voice seemed to come from upstairs.

Sure enough, Mitchell End's voice continued, "Come upstairs, boy."

Paul Hesse went upstairs as promised, stepping on some creaking wooden stairs, and he came to the second floor smoothly. It seemed that someone was boiling water in the kitchen. When he passed by there, he heard a sound of steam , but the strange thing is that Mitchell End should be the only person here.

"I'm in the first room on your left, just push the door and come in." When he reached the second floor, the old man's erratic voice continued to sound, guiding the young man forward.

Paul Hesse pushed open the door with the strange pattern of these two snakes carved on it. The old transcendent was sitting leisurely in the sun on an easy chair covered with soft cushions. Old square glasses, gray hair and beard, time seems to be merciless to him.

"How do you know it's me?" asked Paul Hesse.

His blunt way of speaking seemed to please the old man, and the white-haired old man said with a smile, "Goethe told me before, he said you would come."

"Sit down, if the other little guys from the tunnel come, I probably don't want to leave yet," the old man said with a cheerful smile. At this time, he looked particularly energetic before he changed again, "Just be casual, Please forgive me for not being able to entertain you personally, after all, I am already a useless old man who can only lie here and bask in the sun every day, so as not to make myself moldy."

Mitchell End seemed to have anticipated his coming, this sentence directly blocked all the words, Paul Hesse opened his mouth, not knowing what to say, the slowness of the hero made people as dull as him feel it Some sentimental.

"Don't show such eyes, child, I don't need such pity yet." The old man said kindly, not minding his eyes.

"Has your supernatural power... really disappeared?" This is a topic that shouldn't be brought up here, but maybe it's because the atmosphere is too good, or maybe I feel that Mitchell Ender has a good first impression of himself, Paul ·Hesse asked out of nowhere.

The old man sitting in the easy chair did not reply immediately, but Kurikawa Soryu, who was far away in Yokohama, felt empty in his heart because he did not come.