Master of Noble Phantasm Outsider

Conan's restless little hands were touching everywhere, touching the walls and decorations of the castle.

He has not given up on touching things that can cause the golden finger to react.

There is still a little time left before the agreed time on Terra continent. Maybe he can trigger the new card in this short period of time.

"It's a pity that there is no good excuse to touch those people of fantasy races..."

Conan's eyes occasionally glanced at the fantasy races around him with special characteristics.

Although his golden finger can be triggered by different people and things, so far most of the successful triggering has been through contact with people.

Just like the chance encounter in front of the library last night, he clearly just met an ordinary female student, but she successfully made his golden finger react.

If you come into contact with a fantasy race that you have never really gotten close to, the chances of triggering the cheat code should be very high.

"If I were a woman, it might be easier, but as a grown man, I can't just touch others casually..."

Conan-san doesn't want to be considered a pervert, and there aren't many opportunities for him to get close to strangers during this opening ceremony.

When he was walking earlier, he thought about pretending to accidentally bump into someone and then saying sorry to let it go. Unfortunately, even if he mustered up the courage, he couldn't succeed.

After all, no matter how good his acting skills are, he can't suddenly get close to other people and bump into them. He can't find a suitable opportunity.

This magic school covers a large area, and even though the opening ceremony has gathered many students, parents and teachers, the scene is still not crowded, and no one is blocking the main passage, making it really difficult to find an opportunity.

Until the opening ceremony officially began, Conan was wandering around in this ridiculously large auditorium, looking for opportunities to meet other people.

Unfortunately, I never succeeded.

Conanshan had no choice but to sit in his seat as a freshman according to the school's arrangement.

He looked at the seats on his left and right, which were far away from each other, somewhat helplessly.

There were people sitting on both sides of him, but the comfortable seats in this auditorium were so large and wide that he couldn't touch anyone even if he stretched out his arms. It was impossible for him to pretend to accidentally touch the student next to him.

"Is there no other way..."

Conan-san couldn't leave his seat at this time because the opening ceremony had officially begun and the teacher at the podium in front had already started speaking.

"It would be great if there was a talking hat in the Hogwarts of this Stitched World. That thing would definitely be able to trigger my cheat code..."

In this parallel world of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, there is no so-called sorting ceremony, and no so-called iron-hat king.

If there is a sorting hat ceremony here, I'm afraid it will have to be performed until tomorrow.

In this wizarding world which is even larger in number and size, a large number of students enter Hogwarts every year.

Conanshan didn't know how many new students there were this year, but just by looking at the auditorium that was half full, he could get a rough idea of ​​the number of students in the school.

This is a huge space that can accommodate more than 100,000 people, but even so, it is still half full, which shows how big this school is.

There are indeed quite a few parents and teachers here, but there are more students.

"If there are sorting hats in this world of stitched monsters, they would probably have to be mass-produced..."

Not only is there no classification hat here, but there are no four major colleges either.

The book "Hogwarts: A History" clearly states that even before the major reforms in the wizarding world, Hogwarts was not divided into four major colleges.

This magic school was just a whole from the very beginning, without any infighting due to unnecessary story or drama.

Conan Shan knew that this was normal, and the situation in the fantasy novel he read in his previous life was strange. However, after knowing the reality of this strange patchwork world, he still couldn't help but feel disappointed.

"The Hogwarts atmosphere is gone..."

This is how the world of stitching works.

Hogwarts doesn't have a talking Sorting Hat or four major houses.

The so-called White Devil does not exist, let alone a savior wearing glasses.

"There is really only one world view, no characters, and all sorts of things seem to be true but are not..."

The Hogwarts opening ceremony ended in half an hour.

Conanshan felt that what he attended was just like the opening ceremony of an ordinary school. There was nothing special to remember. In short, it was too ordinary.

Although this is actually normal, being too normal lacks a bit of magic.

It would be nice if the professor on the stage could perform some magic while speaking, but in this overly normal magic school, it is impossible for a teacher to suddenly come up with something big.

Conanshan walked slowly out of the auditorium.

This auditorium had many exits, and the people inside were very obedient and left slowly, but he still managed to create an opportunity for him to pretend to accidentally touch someone.

"No……"

Conan-san knew that he couldn't be too obvious, so until he walked out of the auditorium, he only managed to accidentally bump into a student with pointy ears who was probably his senior.

However, his golden finger did not respond.

"Could it be... because the elf I just met was a male? How about finding a female to try..."

When Conanshan was hesitating, his expression suddenly changed.

"Time is up……"

It's time to set off for Terra.

Rex's friend was calling him.

"Ugh……"

Conan-san, who ultimately found no possibility, shook his head regretfully.

"There's nothing I can do. I'll just go back to the dormitory first... Maybe it still exists..."

050 Advance, Arrive

Conan-san returned to the school dormitory as quickly as possible, and then focused all his attention on the body of the heroic spirit.

At this time, Rex and Saga each carried a large box of things and came to the tent where Conan's spirit was hidden.

"Foreigner, that's all."

Since he had met Blake yesterday, Rex was worried that there might be spies from the other party nearby, or that there might be magic monitoring them, so he decided not to call Conan-san by his name, and instead use the Heroic Spirit class to call him.

Rex considered disguising himself as a Heroic Spirit as well, but using an unheard-of Heroic Spirit class would also confuse the observers in some way.

So, Conan-san really became a stranger.

"Are these enough?"

"That should be enough."

Conanshan looked at the two large boxes of various banknotes and gold and silver jewelry and nodded with satisfaction.

These properties were collected at Conanshan's urgent request last night.

At this disaster scene, no matter how valuable these things were, they were useless. Rex didn't have to spend much effort to find a lot of valuables left in different places.

I heard that some things here were also provided by the refugees themselves.

"Can these things really enhance your combat effectiveness?"

Saga looked over with curiosity.

Even in the dangerous War of Heroes, he, a regular magician, could not control his curiosity.

He really wanted to know what Conan-san, the so-called heroic spirit, was going to do with all these treasures.

"Rather than enhancing my combat power, it's more like an insurance policy. I don't know if it can be used, so I'll just do it first."

Conanshan half-raised his left hand and then shook his palm gently.

The next second, a black and gold card was already clamped in his empty left hand.

This is his Noble Phantasm, [Adult’s Card].

Conan-san held the card between two fingers and gently swiped it at the two boxes of valuables on the ground.

In the blink of an eye, all the treasures in the box disappeared.

These things have been absorbed by the [Adult Cards].

"Even if I absorbed two large boxes of treasures, I can only barely activate it three times..."

Although Conan knew that this treasure was very powerful, he didn't expect it to be to this extent.

"Foreigner, what is this?"

Rex looked at his heroic spirit in confusion.

"To put it simply, this is my Noble Phantasm. To use the power of this Noble Phantasm, I must first recharge it."

Conanshan flexibly turned the card in his hand.

"Now that it has absorbed the treasures you have collected, this treasure can finally be activated. Although the number of times it can be used is still limited, it can only be used three times."

Conan-san shook the card in his hand.

Then, a somewhat dirty gem appeared at the card and fell.

Conanshan caught the gem with his other hand.

"Don't worry, I don't know if I'll ever have the chance to use this treasure. If I don't need it, the recharged items won't disappear. I can make this card spit out again. After this is over, if you need it, you can ask me for these valuables back."

Conan-san put the gem in his hand back into the card, and then made the card disappear.

"Okay, these are all the preparations I can make. When do we leave?"

"Of course now."

Although it cannot be seen from the outside, Rex has already been fully armed.

He used a slightly thick gray cloak to cover the armor and weapons underneath, barely enough to give people the illusion that he was unarmed.

"Saga, I'm sorry to bother you here."

"…You really don't need me to go with you?"

Saga looked at his companions with hesitation.

"What's going to happen next is too dangerous. You're not a magician who specializes in combat, and we only have one Heroic Spirit on our side. It's better to minimize the risk."

Rex would not find excuses to comfort his friend at a time like this, he would only tell the truth.

He knew that this would not hurt his friend, and it was precisely because the other party also understood the current situation that he needed to make things clear.

"Besides, the refugees here also need someone to guide them. If I fail and die, then..."

"……I see."

Saga bit his lip and forced himself to nod.

"I'll do my job well... Rex, don't die so easily."

"I'm not a suicide volunteer, and I certainly don't want to die... I will try my best to come back."

Rex smiled softly at his friend.

They had already said everything they wanted to say, so there was no need to be pretentious now.

"Foreigner, it's time, let's go."

"Let's go."

While the two Sarkaz were talking, Conan-san had already entered a spiritual state.

Rex walked out of the tent, rode on the magic motorcycle that Saga prepared for him, and then moved forward on the rugged land of Kazdel destroyed by natural disasters.

Saga watched his friend leave in silence.

Rex kept moving forward without looking back.

The makeshift motorcycle powered by magic was surprisingly fast. Although it continued to make some worrying noises while riding, it still performed its intended function and did not fall apart midway.

Rex's journey was not smooth. After all, this ruined city full of garbage and building rubble was full of various obstacles. However, no one or heroic spirit appeared to block the way.

After about half an hour, he successfully arrived in front of the palace-like building that seemed very close but was actually some distance away.

Rex stopped the magic motorcycle and looked up at the destination that was just around the corner.

"Surprisingly, it went so smoothly..."

Rex got off the motorcycle and swaggered towards the entrance of the building in front of him.

He successfully pushed open the huge stone door and stepped into the dark palace without any lights.