Zongman: Beginning with the Killer Queen

So far, Roland has seen many girls, from young girls to mature women, from alien races to monsters.

In this range, many women's appearance can no longer be described as simply outstanding, but it is more appropriate to describe them as having a charm beyond human beings.

But despite this, the girl in front of him still has an incomparable unique charm.

Olga Marie is already a noble lady with low requirements for clothing, but even so, her clothes still use details such as gems on the bow tie to highlight her identity.

But although she has a status that makes Olga Marie tremble, the girl's pure white long coat like a windbreaker has no extra decoration except for the bright red bow tie worn around her neck.

She also wears red wide breeches that are convenient for movement, and a leather whip is hung around her waist.

The calf part is firmly bound by brown high leather boots, outlining the slender and beautiful calf curve.

Her chestnut hair was tied into a neat ponytail, just past her shoulders.

But such a practical and clean dress style could not hide the girl's stunning beauty.

Although there were no luxurious accessories to embellish her, her existence itself was far more gorgeous than those things.

The skin exposed at her neck was also too white, shining like milk.

Although she often teased Olga Marie, to be fair, apart from the inner qualities that needed to be polished, she was still very outstanding in terms of appearance.

She had a decent appearance and a strong temperament, and her every move was a standard aristocratic style.

But in front of the girl next to her, Olga Marie was set off like an inconspicuous maid.

It was like two gems whose quality could not be distinguished by the naked eye, but when put together, the difference in color and purity could be easily seen.

The queen-like girl in front of Roland was undoubtedly the perfect gem.

This does not mean that the other party's life level has evolved to a flawless ultimate creature, but within the conditions that she can have and the upper limit allowed by the environment, she has undoubtedly reached the extreme.

She does not have the nothingness born from the truth like Aika Sajo and Shiki Ryougi, nor the magic brought by the innate talent like Arizuma Kuonji or Fujino Asagami.

As a human being, as a magician, she is absolutely perfect.

"This is Barthomello..."

Roland raised his eyebrows.

As one of the famous families who founded the Clock Tower and the first three nobles, the Barthomello family has a long bloodline and an absolute status that is rare in the Magic Association.

As we all know, the twelve monarchs are the pointers that determine the direction of the Clock Tower and even the Magic Association.

Each monarch family is rooted in a certain department, just like the nobles control their own territory, and they use the method of constantly cultivating students and old officials and allocating specific resources to consolidate their own interests and authority, so that they can continue to thrive.

The territory under the control of Barthomello is the Law and Politics Department.

Unlike the twelve disciplines that are the main academic policy, the Law and Politics Department is not in charge of academics, but the operational policy of the Clock Tower itself.

In simple terms, it is to use magic and power to intervene in the real society, or adjust the internal balance of the Clock Tower to prevent conflicts or loss of control, leading to the exposure of mysteries.

Although the Law and Politics Department has become an independent administrative agency and is no longer considered a discipline, the name of the First Executive Bureau still clearly shows its privileges.

Every existence that graduates from the Law and Politics Department will eventually become an elite who manages the Clock Tower, or an executive force that intervenes in the fights between magicians.

Based on this nature, the Law and Politics Department has caused fear among many magicians. As long as its name is reported, even those related to the monarch family will be terrified.

For this reason, as a magician responsible for distributing power and commanding magicians, Barthomello is truly the pinnacle of the Clock Tower when he reigns.

It is said that for Barthomello, the only one who can be on an equal footing with them is the embodiment of the First Law.

From this perspective, using the honorific title of Your Majesty may be a sign of the girl's good attitude.

Even so.

"Isn't it common sense to give your name before asking someone's purpose?"

Roland looked at the girl with a joking face, as if he regarded the name of Bartmero as a label with added value.

"Whether it is willfulness or a precursor to a declaration of war, it has nothing to do with you, right? I don't remember that the Magic Eye Collection Train is the private property of the Magic Association."

"What's more... even if it is, so what? I can represent the Holy Church, but Bartmero alone cannot fully represent the Magic Association."

In an instant, the carriage became quiet.

The air was as heavy as lead, and the already stiff atmosphere dropped to the freezing point.

The magicians around him almost stopped breathing and were ready to rush out.

With Bartmero's past style, it is not surprising that such a tit-for-tat situation turned into a fight.

The protection of the Magic Eye Collection Train was fairly solid, but considering the strength and status of both parties, it was highly unlikely that it would have any blocking effect.

Surprisingly, although the sharpness in Roland's words was so obvious, the girl had no intention of getting angry at all.

After a short but long pause of two or three seconds, as if she had finally digested the meaning, the young queen raised her head.

"——This is indeed my negligence."

The girl spoke quietly.

"I am the current head of the family of Barthemero, Barthemero Lorelea."

"Please forgive me for lumping you in with these insignificant characters."

Lorelaia bowed slightly. Although her cold temperament was not affected in any way, her posture at this moment did appear elegant and candid.

And even though he was looked down upon as a minor role that didn't need to be taken into account, none of the magicians around him expressed dissatisfaction with this statement.

Because the name Lorelaia is enough to cover it all.

Even if she comes from an absolutely elitist family like Bartholomew, she can't erase the girl's glory.

She does not possess any special magic or talent, but because her abilities in all aspects have reached the highest level, she can achieve excellent results no matter what the situation.

He has not yet reached the level of magic, but his ability to approach miracles through magic alone is the crystallization of his talent, which is enough to compete with the ancestor of the Dead Apostles on his own.

While serving as a candidate for the director of the Clock Tower, Lorelaia also successfully took over the position of Demon Marshal.

You know, the previous Demonic Marshal was held by the second magician Gemstone.

Therefore, Olga Marie, who wanted to show off in front of Roland, was just holding her arm, turning her head and staring at the ground, not daring to make any rash moves. She looked like a student who was caught by the teacher while on a mission. .

There is nothing we can do about this.

The appearance of legendary beings will certainly shock people, but for modern people, it always comes with a filter brought by distance.

But Lorelaia is different. The shadow cast by the "peak of contemporary magicians" that the Clock Tower is proud of has always been over Olga Marie's past life.

Although they are both members of the aristocratic monarch family, due to their lack of purity, the only family Bartholomew has contact with is Archibald, who was born in Kenneth, who is also a monarch.

Therefore, Roland, who was already prepared to tease the girl, became a little confused.

Based on Lorelaia's style, it was a bit too quick to soften her attitude so quickly.

In the past, she defeated the two ancestors of the Dead Apostles and extradited them to the church for sealing. Although the living saint is a symbol of the Holy Church, its deterrent effect on the girl is definitely limited. She said it before she appeared. Sharp words are proof of this.

"To be honest, I'm a little surprised, Miss Lorelaia, you seem to be... quite different from the rumors."

"Yeah?"

Lorelaia's expression remained as calm as ever.

"I feel like I'm no different than usual. It seems like those guys who spread the rumors must be losers without talent or talent."

"I naturally won't look down on those guys who put all their time and energy into the magic path, but their hard work is not worth mentioning, and they are worthless from head to toe."

The legacy of magicians is decadent and feudal.

This is an unquestionable fact, and even many magicians themselves admit it.

A genius like Aozaki Orange, who has a monarch as a teacher, will still be discriminated against and forcibly given the name designated by the seal.

But the construction of theory cannot be divorced from reality.

The principle that mystery should be concealed has destined that magic cannot spread on a large scale now.

Moreover, the magic circuit can really improve the bloodline through marriage, and the path built in the magic engraving can really be made up through time.

A family with five generations of inheritance is stronger than one with three generations.

If you don't have enough qualifications and don't have any special opportunities, you will be stuck in a specific rank and unable to move up.

Weber himself knows this.

Even though he has the talent of forensic eyes, he can only discover people whose qualifications have been buried, but cannot help those who have no qualifications but work hard enough to change their fate.

Therefore, for ordinary magicians, if they are not good at it, they might as well inherit and perfect the research of their ancestors, improve their bloodlines as much as possible, and entrust their ideals to the next generation.

If you get lucky like Tosaka Tokiomi and get a daughter with excellent bloodline, you can completely turn over.

Therefore, in the Clock Tower, gentry and aristocracy are extremely prevalent.

Unlike other magicians, Bartholomew, who is at the top, has always been an extreme supporter of aristocracy.

But in extreme situations, negatives often turn out to be positives.

Just like Kenneth, because he is really a genius, he doesn't care about Weber's paper, and even helps him suppress the impact.

For Barthemero, who was born with noble blood, there is no difference between the common people and the dominant class.

In such a special growing environment, Loreleia cares more about the other person's ability and value than their origin or personality.

As long as they are humans with powerful special abilities, even if they are not magicians, she will have corresponding care.

"It has nothing to do with your status as a saint or the power of the church. In my opinion, you are a being worthy of respect, that's all."

The Queen of the Clock Tower said so.

"For a magician, you are really interesting."

Roland nodded.

Although Lorelaia's voice was as cold as a dripping blade, it was precisely this that made the sincerity in her words even more evident.

"Well, let's stop here. My purpose is just to come and see the Magic Eye Collection Train as a guest," Roland shrugged and said with a smile.

"Today is a rest day, isn't it? Even the Lord will allow this moment of relaxation."

"I don't have any other purpose. If you want to do something, please do it yourself."

Roland's meaning is very clear.

But the oppression felt by the magicians in the carriage not only did not disappear, but expanded even more.

Like a volcanic crater about to erupt.

In the atmosphere, the converted magic power seemed to boil, and the void seemed to be about to have an arc in the next moment.

In the lingering pressure, many magicians showed a look of doubt.

——The Magic Eye Collection Train is run by non-human vampires.

For those who can receive the invitation letter, this is not a secret news.

After all, the power operated by the immortal species is also a proof of credibility.

But Bartmero is different. They are famous for their disgust for vampires, like some kind of morbid evil habit.

No matter how busy they are, the successive heads of the Barthomello family will take time to exterminate vampires, and even put it before the responsibility of magicians.

Because Roland's pressure is too strong, many magicians have ignored this point before, and regarded Lorelaia, who represents the Magic Association, as a savior.

But now I think that the other party may also be here to mess things up.

"My goal is not to collect the magic eye train, I just need to step on this train to complete another task."

Lorelaia's tone was very cold.

She walked into the carriage, and the distance of each step was neat as if it was measured by a ruler, and the amplitude was very small, and even the hair did not feel shaken.

Compared to Rin Tohsaka, who always couldn't hold back at critical moments, she was more like the embodiment of the Tohsaka family motto.

Always maintain elegance.

Like a red rose that never fades and blooms.

But... in the girl's eyes that were so cold that they seemed to penetrate the heart, there was no one in the whole carriage who could appreciate this beauty except Roland.

"Because it is not a mission that needs to be done immediately, I am also a guest of this train now."

The Queen of the Clock Tower walked up to Roland, raised her head and stared at him, and said softly.

"So, as fellow passengers, do you want to spend the meaningless waiting time together during this journey?"

There was an uproar.

Even Olga Marie, who was shivering like a quail, raised her head in surprise at such an invitation.

Interesting——

Altluki narrowed her narrow and long beautiful eyes and looked at Lorelaia with interest.

Others may not feel it clearly, but she can feel that this is not an invitation for the purpose of testing or semi-surveillance.

The other party is really curious about Roland's existence and nature, and wants to know more about him.

Altluki has personally experienced what kind of truth Roland contains. For a magician, that is the highest pursuit of hearing the truth in the morning and dying in the evening.

However, she also needs to use the form of blood sucking to fully understand the abnormality behind Roland's essence. How did the other party do it?

Could it be the magic eye... No, although the magic eye that Bartmero possesses is excellent, it is at most comparable to that of the priest just now, and can only see the surface.

This woman is really capable.

Artluqi took a deep look at Lorelaia, and after remembering her in her heart, she quietly turned her eyes to Roland.

Forget about others, but she knew that Roland came to this train with his own plans.

How would this guy deal with being suddenly approached by such a difficult girl?

If it is not handled properly, it is not impossible to alert the enemy...

Heiji was in a very high mood.

Although strictly speaking, she is now on Roland's side, it does not prevent her from wanting to see him suffer.

However, the girl's joy was broken before it lasted for half a second.

"Although I really want to respond to your invitation, it's a pity... when I already have a female companion, it would be even more rude to accept another woman's invitation."

Roland grabbed Altluci behind him, took the girl's arm, and pushed her directly in front of Lorelaia.

Then, he looked at Miss Heiji, who had not yet reacted and had a stiff expression, and Lorelaia, who was looking at Altluci with the mission of hunting the ancestors of the dead apostles.

A playful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"As you can see, I have a companion." (End of this chapter)