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Chapter 433 NO.16 Are Not All Coincidences
As a large source energy exchange academic organization, and a federally registered institution of higher learning.

The clock tower does have a lot of special equipment that can be operated by students, demonstrated by teachers, and even used in the infirmary.

Whether it is a physical examination or a spiritual examination, it can be done.

Expensive and dangerous equipment that needs to be supervised naturally needs to be submitted for an application, but Aumer doesn't quite understand why the medical staff put on such an appearance of facing an enemy.

It is clear that this is not the first time we have met, and we even had a brief cooperation.

"That... I shouldn't have a big problem now, right?"

Looking at the head nurse in front of him, Omer also deliberately turned his head to look at the standing mirror not far away - a few minutes ago, he was measuring his height and weight on the side, but now, he is just checking whether his eyeballs are There is also a reddish phenomenon.

Signs of iris discoloration originate in demonic blood.

He has long known that whenever he is too focused and serious, his usual hidden blood will rise to the surface.

For him, this stage has always been controllable, which comes from the mastery of his own psychology and spirit.

But not long ago, it was in Weber Velvet's office, and in the corridor where he communicated with Kai.

He lost control three times, and all of them were under the state of mind that he thought was calm.

Even when he was observing the furnishings of Weber's office, he didn't look very carefully, and it wasn't enough to give off any momentum or message.

But El-Melloi II's evaluation of his monsters is there. Before Uub reminded him, he also noticed the strangeness of others.

He couldn't help but raise his hand into his pocket and touch those quiet cards.

Obviously, that's not their problem either.

And a certain head nurse was even more straightforward. With a probe, Omer's pocket became crowded. When he pulled out the card box, he also pulled out Omer's hand.

"The result can only be known after the inspection, and now I have to temporarily confiscate this thing!"

Florence Nightingale, without a doubt, was from the Hongying District. Although Homa was taken aback when he saw her, he didn't need to ask more questions.

At most, I was muttering in my heart that there are so many acquaintances here. It turns out that among the acquaintances I know, besides the people from the extreme east, Hongying people are the second most...

"Uh, can you put it in my field of vision?"

"Just here."

The composite metal box was placed in front of the dispensing table, a few meters away from the instrument where Omer was lying. The head nurse seemed to really regard it as an obstacle that would affect the results of the physical examination.

But if you really want to disconnect, this distance is not enough.

Homa can fully feel that his connection with the card is still alive and can be reconnected at any time.

But he didn't think it was a problem with the cards.

The problem should be in himself, that's why he came here.

It's just that before Omer had time to tell the doctors about his visit and his 'condition', Florence Nightingale rushed over from the desk behind, grabbed his hand and rushed to the next door.

The reaction was big enough to make Omer feel uneasy.

Although the head nurse was incarnated with the spiritual base of a berserker, her determination and enthusiasm for learning as a medical staff are always top-notch. Considering this, Homa has no doubt that her accumulation of modern professional knowledge is far better than that of Weber Weir. Werther.

Regarding the fact that Caster's learning motivation is not as good as Berserker's... Although it is outrageous, it is normal to consider that the head nurse has medical knowledge.

So the reason why she rushed out so excitedly... must be that she has serious problems that are visible to the naked eye, right?
"Very close!"

"what?"

"It's very similar to Angora Mainyu! I'm synchronizing your data to Chaldea."

While talking, Nightingale placed the metal instruments on the lying board on Homa's limbs, torso, and head one by one.

And Ao Mo was silent, thinking whether he should tell the teahouse.

Forget about Akane and Tachyon, it's easy to over-understand.

In Bourbon's words, I am a little worried that her expression will cause misunderstanding.

In short, let’s call out Morrison after watching the resurrection advertisement...

He thought without any sense of crisis, then raised his hand to draw the light screen on the side, and then was patted down by another hand covered in white glove.

"Don't move your hands, ready to test."

"…it is good."

It is very meaningless to be stubborn with a paranoid person, and Omer lowered his hand very honestly.

Very obediently continue to diverge thinking.

The evil in this world, even if it is only similar, sounds just as weird, because it is too unbelievable, but it doesn't feel real.

Omer is even ready to go to the hospital for another checkup after the checkup here.

I used to believe in the medical examination equipment in the clock tower, but now I don't believe in what the head nurse said.

Mainly it was too sudden.

There were no signs a few days ago, but today I suddenly started to lose control unconsciously, and what did you say, I felt the breath of the head of the evil god on me...

If you had to say this half a month ago when he just finished fighting the Yuechi symbol, then he might still believe it, after all, it was the first time he changed his fusion tendency at that time.

From blindly suppressing the darkness while being in contact with it a little bit, to directly accepting and embracing the darkness, and acting on the premise of only holding on to oneself——

——Then he inadvertently showed evil thoughts or something at that time. Although he still wouldn't believe it himself, at least he could think rationally and recognize the existence of such a possibility.

As for now...

Forget it, I ate and drank well yesterday, and I filled in some loopholes in the running method of my horse girl, and even drove the racing car used by the horse girl who has been in D. Although I feel that I have caused myself trouble again, but it is still good Equal exchange, the mood is not bad.

Haven't even had a nightmare.

How could it suddenly fall ill the next day?
Returning to the head of the evil god...

This credibility is not as good as the dark circle coming to me at this moment...

Omer felt that something was wrong with him, either physically or mentally, but the core of the problem was definitely not with him.

So think about the variables that existed yesterday and today...

Hanged by the Hongying government, met Hongkai, came to the clock tower, met El-Melloi II...

Omer was lying on the couch thinking, letting the instrument connected to him with countless detection ports operate, and then he heard the sudden sound of footsteps coming from the door, which made him want to raise his head subconsciously.

"Don't move around!" The head nurse sitting next to the instrument was really strict.

So he could only hear a loud bang on the door, followed by a familiar voice:
"Mr. Linton! Are you... all right?"

"Mr. Linton, are you all right?"

The one who had already bent slightly on the edge of the bed was the gray-haired girl with the hood off, and she was also the person he planned to find at the beginning.

And there was a horse girl with a scorpion tail standing beside her.

Obviously, this is Miss Desert Hero and Miss Grey, both looking at him with great concern, and the silent self is naturally reflected in their pupils.

Omer was silent, of course he was silent.

I came to visit and thank my benefactor, but I went to the infirmary first to lie down—this kind of development is too peculiar, and it is no different from the level of performance art. At this time, it is probably not convincing to say "Kale Kaleda".

Especially the other party's expression became terrified because he really felt something.

Seriously, what's going on?

Homa raised his eyes and tried to see Nightingale's reaction, and then he heard the sound of footsteps at the door becoming clearer, and it was the sound of high heels trampling the ground, the frequency of which was vaguely familiar.

"The reason why Gray suddenly ran away is you... um... the concept of evil attributes and demonic nature, when did you develop into a follower?" The demon concubine at the end greeted frivolously,

Yes, familiar.

Not only is it familiar, but it also seems like an electric current passing through suddenly, making him think of a certain possibility.

And his thinking, without hindering the reality, came out with a few rather strange greetings:
"Mother, you are here, he...why does he look familiar? It seems to have been seen in a magazine..."

"I know, Bawan, he is Omer Linton, the one chosen by the villain."

"Eh?! Is it him?"

"It's him, it's what he looked like before his transformation."

They are all strange women, young, young, and mature, all surrounded by a scene of "you're awake" to simulate their positions.

It made him a little dazed, but also speechless.

"...Better watch yourself than laugh at me, Ms. Morgan."

"I think this development is all thanks to you, you still have time to run now." Aomo said blankly.

Even just two seconds after he said these words, there were sudden and intense footsteps sounding in the distance outside the house.

Its error is enough to prove that some people can't wait.

"Ms. Morgan Le Fay."

"You are further accused of cooperating with the devil Omer Linton to steal the Alt activation organization, please go to the legal department with us now."

(End of this chapter)