But the situation in the underground Atlas Court is contrary to the norm. The climate is so comfortable. These alchemists really know how to enjoy life.

"So there are no problems with the research and development of the Spirit Calculator Trismegistus? Can we continue?"

Alan was somewhat incredulous about the reply from Atlas Academy Dean Tsbia. In this society full of intrigues, there was such a real existence that made people feel it was unreal.

"I remember that Atlas Academy only looks at the contract and not the person. I want to know why you do this."

"It's simple. Two reasons."

"First, although Marisbilly has passed away, the contract in his hand is still kept in Chaldea, so the previous contract is still valid."

"Second, the fact that Marisbil was willing to bring you here last time shows that you are not an ordinary person in Chaldea. This is also one of the reasons why I am willing to continue the development of the Spirit Calculator Trismegistus instead of unilaterally destroying it."

"It seems that I am really lucky." After learning about the attitude of Atlas Academy, Allen felt very fortunate.

As expected, a person's destiny depends on his own efforts, but the course of history must also be taken into consideration...

"Then I'll trouble you, Dean, and Miss Sion. I won't disturb your precious time. I'll leave first." After saying goodbye to the two people who came to see him off, Alan got into the helicopter and disappeared into the night.

"Sion, what do you think of this guy?"

"He's a very interesting guy, but he seems to be hiding something. However, as an ordinary person, this may be the last we see of him."

"Yeah, the next person to come will probably be Marisbury's daughter. Let's go, Sion."

"Godfather, um...I want to leave Atlas Court. Do you have any requests?"

"If it were anyone else, it would be very difficult, but you are my daughter, so it is not a problem."

Is that so? That's good... Then just bring the Atlas Academy uniform. Although it's an experimental version, there shouldn't be any problem.

On the other side of the world...

“Ahhhh, I finally made it back before it starts. Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up!”

Before Alan had even made steady contact with the ground, he had already impatiently run into Chaldea.

"That was the opening ceremony of the London Olympics! I had already bought the tickets, but DNMD, they were all for nothing. F**K!"

"Office, no!"

"Dormitory, no!"

"Then there is only one answer..." Alan used his invincible mind and finally decided to run in one direction.

"Mashu! Are you all here... You are all here." Alan pushed open the door of the isolation room and got the answer he wanted.

"Ah, welcome back, brother. We've just made it to the opening ceremony." This is Mashu. She is indeed a good girl.

“Sure enough, this is the perfect me, this is my divine talent, I, Leonardo da Vinci, am a genius!” This is the Mona Lisa, whose origin is still unclear whether it is Leonardo da Vinci’s.

The most amazing thing here is Romani, who is using the computer seriously - not slacking off.

Yes! That’s right! Everyone in this room was either watching the opening ceremony or playing stand-alone, but the person who should have been slacking off didn’t do that!!!

Alan looked at the calendar on the wall. July 7th was not April Fools' Day.

He said, it’s time to go on.

Romani obviously didn't notice that there was a figure quietly appearing behind him. "Famous magical girl blogger, Magical Girl☆Merry-chan?"

Shit, isn't this some white-haired internet scammer?

The latest post on the webpage was written ten minutes ago. "Oh my friend, where are you now?" It was accompanied by a picture of a Beast IV.

Allen only has six things to say to the Flower Magician:

......

When Romani was about to reply to the blogger's latest post, the computer screen suddenly went black, and he was pushed in front of the TV along with his chair.

"Alan, what are you doing again? Can't you see I'm replying?"

"He's just a blogger, why can't he come back anytime? Why not come and see this thing?"

"It's just the opening ceremony of the Olympics, what's the big deal?"

"As a British person, I think you would be at a loss if you didn't watch the opening ceremony."

Yes, James Bond and Queen Elizabeth landed in the London Bowl from a helicopter, JKo Rowling told stories on the spot, Mr. Bean Rowan Atkinson performed in person, I carried the celebrities, and Class of 92 member Beckham personally escorted the Olympic flame to London, and more importantly, there were also the Beatles!

Can other countries have such a luxurious lineup? Great Britain is invincible!

"By the way, Mashu, I'll find some time to help you renovate this place. This is no longer an isolation room, but a private room belonging to Mashu Kirilet."

"Really?" The joy in her tone was beyond words. Some trivial things that seemed trivial to ordinary people were of great significance to her.

I'm finally going to officially become a member of Chaldea.

Finally I can help my brother and Dr. Roman.

Finally, I can see the thing called the sky.

"Hey, Alan, look at this guy in the band, what is he doing while everyone else is playing?" Da Vinci, who had somehow stopped entertaining himself, leaned on the bed with a bucket of popcorn in his hand.

"This is a live performance. He is a world-famous actor." Alan looked at the now-young Mr. Bean. The show started broadcasting the year he was born into this world and had been with him for nearly 10 years. He didn't expect that it has been 22 years since the first season.

It has been 10 years since I left you all.

Finally, the climax of the entire opening ceremony came with the Beatles singing "HEY, JUDE". As the prelude sounded, the whole audience was shocked, and Alan in front of the screen also felt different.

"Hey Jude, don't make it bad."

"Take a sad song and make it better."

"Remember, to let her into your heart."

"Then you can start to make it better."

"Hey Jude, don't be afraid."

"You were made to go out and get her."

"The minute You let her under your skin."

"Then you begin to make it better."

"And anytime you feel the pain..."

As the audience sang "nananananana" along with the melody, Allen also hummed along softly, but started to cry while singing.

How is the director now? How are the people in the welfare home now? Is the welfare home still there?

I can sing now, and I sing very well. How about you? Are you doing well over there?

The melody of the song continued, but Alan was already crying.

"Cry, just cry now." A warm embrace embraced the crying Alan. "They must be doing well over there, and they will be happy for you now."

"So cry as much as you can."

Tears welled up all at once, escaping from her eyes like a flood, and her crying was mixed with intermittent sobbing.

"sorry Sorry......"

"I know, I know, don't worry, you are not alone now."

Mashu and Da Vinci retreated silently, leaving the place to these two people.

"No matter how you look at it, he really is just a child when he's asleep."

The next second, soft lips fell on Allen's forehead.

"Goodnight kiss, sweet dreams."

Chapter 36 The Ghosts from the Clock Tower have been shipped, please check

"As expected of Queen, the live performance was perfect. Even through the reproduction of the video technology, you can still feel Freddie Mercury's outstanding personal temperament."

"Just kidding, that was captured from the greatest rock music live performance in the world in 1985. It's not in vain."

"No, no, no, I think John Lennon's "Imagine" is better. It's really beautiful when people of different races, different religious beliefs, and different orientations sing together, smile at each other, kiss, and hug."

"I think the opening song, Hey, Jude by Sir Paul McCartney, deserves full marks! You don't understand the status of this song in the UK at all."

"So these are actually two concerts?"

"You are right." ×4

The day after the closing ceremony in London, Chaldea, which had just finished its holiday, started to work again, and there was no shortage of discussions about the two concerts in London.

One cannot help but sigh that this is the heritage of Great Britain. So many great bands have come out of the small British Isles.

But happy times are always short-lived, and dark clouds gathered again over Chaldea.

"Hello, this is Chaldea. I'm the operator Alan. Who are you calling?" Alan answered the phone as usual, changing his voice skillfully. To a certain extent, his skill was heartbreaking.

There was silence for a while.

"I'm Olga Marie."

"Oh, Mary, what's the matter?"

"Something happened. The Magic Association has sent people to Chaldea."

While Olga Marie was dealing with her family's troubles, she learned the news from the Magic Association and was unhappy.

Chaldea is my home. Where were you guys when my father was working so hard? Now you want to force your way into Chaldea at this time? Do you really think Chaldea is your backyard, where you can come and go as you please?

But she herself knows very well what it means to be out of reach. Fortunately, everyone in Chaldea is her own person, and with the help of an extraordinary guy like Allen, there should be no problem.

"Really? The day has finally come. Leave it to me, and you can just take care of things over there."

"You have to be careful too. After all, you have a special identity..."

"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing. I'm hanging up now."

The book records that the Magic Association sent people to invade Chaldea to lurk, which is known as the first anti-invasion and catching of the inner ghost. In the end, Chaldea obtained...

Oops, I accidentally gave away the spoiler.

"That's it. You all know it now."

"Um, is there anything wrong with the way we hold the meeting?"

"To be honest, I think that's a problem. I won't do that next time."

The lights were once again shining in the conference room. The oak tabletop was polished to a mirror-like shine, reflecting the star-like lights on the ceiling. Almost everyone in Chaldea was here. At this critical moment, all the people in Chaldea united!

Of course, it’s not actually that serious.

"Then let's prepare a big gift for them when they come."

The next day, when the people from the Magic Association opened the gate of Chaldea, they were greeted by a man sitting at a table.

"What the hell is this? They only sent one person to greet us? Does Chaldea really take itself seriously?" A young and energetic guy was angry about this. He was the pride of the family and the one who was highly regarded by his mentor, but he was tricked right away. How could he bear it?

"Foolish, this Chaldea is not simple! Do you know the deeds of Zhuge Kongming in the far east? This is obviously the Empty City Story!"

"I know. It's from the Romance of the Three Kingdoms and Robot Wars. That's what the game says."

"Don't mix virtual things with reality!"

The people from the Clock Tower started quarreling before they officially entered Chaldea, which made Alan, who was sitting there, feel embarrassed.

“Are these people really qualified…?”

"Hello, sir. We are from the Clock Tower. If you surrender to us, you will be rich and powerful."

"You're daydreaming. Hurry up and register, one by one, and don't cut in line."

"This will be your ID card in Chaldea from now on. Keep it safe."

"Um, can I change it?" The weak magician made a request to Allen. For some reason, he felt that this number was somewhat malicious.

"What's the matter, M4444? Is everything okay? If you have any comments, please reply."

"Yours, S6324L, is quite special."

"Next one, number C4396."

"The next one is number C7777."

"This is yours, U2800."

"Hello, can you tell me your name?"

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