A Scientific Urban Detective.

Chapter 626 The So-called "Stigmata"

"Wuming!" Just when Lin Wuming was thinking about the strategy to deal with Oreos, the voice of Tiger Bee Toumi interrupted his thoughts.

The girl stood in front of him with a serious expression, her green eyes fixed on him: "Wuming, you carried me on your back and fought the enemy again!"

"Ah?" Lin Wuming was stunned for a moment, "No, I can't do that in that situation, right?"

"Yes." Tiger Bee Toumi didn't continue to pester him, but nodded in agreement. "So we must think of a way. Next time we encounter this situation... Wuming, how do you think we should solve this problem?"

"If I knew a way, I wouldn't have such a headache now..." Lin Wuming complained helplessly.

"Wuming-senpai," Shokuhou Misaki suddenly appeared in sight and said seriously, "You're too persistent!"

"Eh?"

"Not every battle is necessary," Shokuhou Misaki said. "Don't forget your original intention."

Lin Wuming was silent - indeed, he had never intended to go to war with Oreos from the beginning, and going to Misawa Academy for inspection was just a routine matter.

Now... although he had actually fought with Oreos, judging from the other party's final handling method, he was obviously unwilling to continue to tangle with Lin Wuming.

Judging from the results, Lin Wuming's original purpose - to reach some kind of tacit understanding and cooperation with Oreos - has actually been achieved.

Lin Wuming even anticipated that Oreos would tamper with his own memory, so he had left behind "self-inspection" measures in advance.

In other words, this result was completely acceptable to Lin Wuming yesterday.

The "Misawa Academy" incident ends here, and now it's all up to the magicians and Kamijou Touma to show their skills.

However, as his sealed memories recovered and he personally experienced that battle, Lin Wuming's thoughts inevitably changed.

"The feeling of discovering a huge threat but being unable to deal with it... is really terrible and makes people feel uneasy." Lin Wuming said with a wry smile.

Lin Wuming discovered that the stronger he became, the more he could not bear this feeling - in a sense, he might be able to understand Misaka Mikoto's feelings.

"Huh? Why are you looking at me all of a sudden?" Misaka Mikoto was confused by Lin Wuming's sudden gaze. "But next time you go out, Senior Wuming, you must take me with you!"

Misaka Mikoto's eyes were bright and she looked eager to try.

For Misaka Mikoto, hasn't she been training hard and improving her strength during this period just to be able to play a role at a time like this and fight alongside Wuming Senior?

I originally thought that the combat power of these two level 5s was seriously excessive, but now, they have encountered a powerful enemy that even the nameless senior is helpless against... - Without a doubt, this is the time for me to show my skills!
"Don't make things worse. Is this the time for fighting?" Shokuhou Misaki quickly stepped forward and pushed her away. "Wuming-senpai, you should think twice. That's not an easy enemy to deal with. It's not a problem we have to deal with!"

"Don't worry," Lin Wuming took a deep breath and nodded. "Now we just need to find a way to defeat the enemy. As for whether or not to attack that castle again... at least we have to wait until I'm fully prepared."

"But..." Misaka Mikoto frowned and said, "Based on what Wuming-senpai just described, that alchemist really doesn't have any special flaws that can be exploited, right? As long as he stays in that Misawa Academy, he's an omnipotent god!"

"Since you know that the enemy is so powerful, why do you still dare to come and challenge him?" Shokuhou Misaki looked over in surprise.

"When it comes to battle, sometimes just reading intelligence is meaningless. You have to actually fight to know how to win." Misaka Mikoto folded her arms and glanced at Shokuhou Misaki beside her. "I really can't explain this to you, who are not good at fighting in person."

"Huh? What do you mean?"

"Just telling the truth."

Seeing that a Level 5 civil war was about to break out in the hospital corridor, Lin Wuming hurried forward to stop the two of them.

After separating the two arguing Level 5s with his body, Lin Wuming rubbed his brow and said, "I still have to go to Kamijou Touma's ward..."

"Looking for Miss Index?" Misaka Mikoto immediately guessed his intention. "She's from the A Certain Magical Index, an expert in magic."

"That's right," Lin Wuming nodded, and touched the strand of white hair on his forehead, "And this, I need to ask her for advice too."

What exactly did the "stigmata" that Oreos had exclaimed about mean? How had he escaped the predicament of "Instant Alchemy"? Was it related to these stubborn white hairs?

"'Stigmata'?" Index explained after hearing Lin Wuming's question. "In Christianity, 'stigmata' has multiple interpretations and references, but in contexts directly related to magic... the so-called 'saint' can, in a sense, be understood as 'a human with stigmata'."

There are no more than twenty saints in the world. They are people who are similar to the Son of God and have obtained the power of the Son of God.

The "stigmata" is the most iconic symbol of the Son of God. Therefore, among the group of "saints", all "traces similar to those of the Son of God" are collectively referred to as "stigmata", and are not limited to the "holy wounds" of fundamentalism - round wounds on the hands, bleeding from the eyes or head.

"By unleashing the power of the 'Stigmata,' a saint can reach a state beyond humanity," Index said. "If the white hair on Mr. Lin Wuming's head is also called a 'Stigmata,' then it must possess similar properties, right?"

Lin Wuming nodded thoughtfully. At least one thing was certain—the removal of "Instant Alchemy" was indeed related to this strand of white hair! It contained some kind of mysterious power.

"But," Index continued, "if you trace it back to its source, the power of Mr. Lin Wuming's white hair should be derived from the 'Sigh of the Dragon King.' While it also belongs to the power of 'Saint George,' strictly speaking, it's not a blessing of protection or healing, but a curse of destruction and killing. Even if it were activated for some reason, it shouldn't protect you."

"What exactly happened?" Index asked curiously, "Who exactly was Mr. Lin Wuming's opponent? If I knew the source of his magic, perhaps I could infer why he identified this magic power as the 'Stigmata' and find a solution to this problem!"

(End of this chapter)