Let me introduce you, this is my girlfriend, the Israeli boxing champion

"Hmm..." The brown-haired girl was awakened from her hazy sleep. She rubbed her sleepy eyes and looked up at the wall clock. The brief lack of oxygen in her brain made her look a little weak.

But this was only limited to a certain period of time. As a modern Valkyrie, she quickly regained her form. But...

"Good morning, Mr. Allen." She looked at Allen's empty sleeves, lowered her head, curled her hands, and said with great regret. "I'm very sorry, that's my responsibility, I will find a way to make it up to you."

What's wrong with this kid? The expression on Allen's face is exactly the same as that of the famous emoticon Nick Young.

First of all, this happened after I sent her away, and then the people involved were me, Mr. Vashak, and a priest who had tried to do something bad to me but has now been dismissed.

This doesn't make sense no matter how you look at it! I should thank you for carrying me to the hospital, otherwise I would probably still be soaking in the water!

"Um...Miss Ophelia?" Alan started a chat with Ophelia.

"Yes! Mr. Allen, is there anything you need from me?"

"Please sit down first. I have some questions to ask you." Alan motioned for Ophelia to calm down. It was unheard of for a magician from the Clock Tower to compensate an ordinary person.

"Miss Ophelia, I want to know why you said such a misleading word as 'it's my responsibility'."

"It's very simple. If I had known at that time that the person I had hinted at was you, Mr. Allen, I would not have chosen to leave, and you would not have had those things that happened later..."

Ophelia sat on the chair, her legs tightly together, her hands clenched on her knees, and expressed her thoughts. After she finished speaking, she lowered her head slightly, like a child who had gotten into trouble.

But this wording sounded even more confusing to Allen.

Because she didn't discover it in the first place, she lost her right hand and the power of the king, and then she was very selfish and thought that it was all because of her?

If it weren't for the inconvenience of his left hand, Alan would have wanted to cover his face with one hand and be amazed at Ophelia's magical way of thinking.

This matter has nothing to do with you at all!

Why do you take all the responsibility on yourself?

Where on earth are you from, Mary Sue!

When the complainer Allen was about to go online, his survival instinct pulled him back.

Although she has some weird attributes, apart from that, she is the Master of Group A! One must be careful in what he says and does. Allen, who is familiar with "Emotional Intelligence" and knows his current "position", knows this very well.

"That's it, then. If you really want compensation, please give me a plane ticket to the UK and the right to do three things for you." After all, this matter had nothing to do with her in a strict sense, and given Alan's current situation, all she had to pay was a plane ticket.

Alan couldn't make a lion open its mouth wide, after all, if the mouth was too big, it would choke to death. He had seen this happen many times.

"Really? Is this okay?" Ophelia looked up after hearing this, her face full of shock and disbelief. She had already thought of all the plans and was mentally prepared for that.

Didn’t expect it to be that simple?

Seeing Ophelia's expression, Allen quickly added, "Yeah, I don't need anything anyway, so this is good enough."

"So, can I use the first one now?"

"Please tell me, where should I go now?" Ophelia finally asked the question that had puzzled her for a long time.

Who would have thought that Ophelia, a child from another family and a truly good and excellent student in the Clock Tower, would have problems?

"Go to Chaldea, maybe you can get the answer there." Allen couldn't find any problem, so he could only answer this inexplicable question according to the direction of the plot.

"Going to Chaldea..." She pondered the feasibility of this.

On the other side...

"These guys, don't they want me to sleep?" Vashak was very upset when he was woken up from his sleep. He looked at the message he received:

Goetia initiated the call, and 63 people have joined the call so far...

"You guys, just wait." Vashak muttered as he entered the channel.

"Hey, Vashak, you're still up so late today." Andusias first greeted Vashak, and then returned to his own music world.

Vassago rolled his eyes in return. "Shame on you."

That’s right, the cricket demon Andusias couldn’t even handle an ordinary musician, even though that person was Mozart... It’s still embarrassing anyway.

"Vashak, if you find it troublesome, I can still help you." Bachin, who was already sitting in his corresponding seat, smiled at Vashak, "After all, we are not that slow."

"Want to cause trouble? If you all come together, why should I, Wa, be afraid?"

Just kidding, you don’t even know who will have the last laugh by then.

"Okay, now that everyone is here, it's time to get down to business." Goetia interrupted the argument that was about to break out in time. He had seen Vashak's debate with a group of scholars countless times.

"Now that everyone is here, let's get started." Goetia opened his clairvoyance and began to contact someone who couldn't be present.

"Flaunos? Flaunos Zaima?"

Chapter 49: Goetia has been appointed, it's up to you, Alan...

"Flaunos? Flaunos Zaima?" Goetia sent a communication to a certain interstellar player who could not be present and was the number one undercover agent.

"This is Flaunos. I have successfully gained the trust of almost everyone in Chaldea and am now in good condition."

Leif's voice was heard from the other end of the line, and at the same time the picture appeared in front of everyone.

His bust appeared on the screen, with his magic workshop in the background. "Now that I have obtained the time for Chaldea to conduct the first soul particle transfer experiment and the summoning of heroic spirits, Goetia, it's time to act."

"Tell me what you know and I'll take a look at it first."

Goetia did not choose to take action directly, but first asked Leif for relevant information and began to investigate this small organization that claimed to be preventing human extinction (Bad End).

But when no one was paying attention, Vashak secretly took out a black hat. The sixteenth pillar next to him, the Jie faction in charge of love, marriage and childbearing between men and women, was extremely puzzled by Vashak's behavior.

"Vassago, what are you doing? You suddenly come out wearing a hat..."

Vashak glanced at Jie Pai, opened his hands, and shrugged. "You don't understand, Jie Pai. Maybe you need to meet a woman who interests you before you know what to do."

Since you will pledge allegiance to a Beast III/R in the future, I will help you from now on. Vassago looked at the Jie faction who was lost in thought with a tax-evading expression on his face.

The waiting time was long. Seeing that everyone else had settled into their own rhythm, Vashak felt bored. He took out his pipe and matches, and slowly lit the outer edge of the tobacco. Only after the tobacco was completely ignited did he smoke it with satisfaction.

Time passed by drop by drop, but no one present cared much about it.

"It turns out to be a small organization..."

Through Flaunos's information, Goetia had a general understanding of this organization called Chaldea.

"This place called Chaldea is not worth mentioning. It is just a stumbling block in our efforts to realize the new world."

"But it's still okay to play games, Flaunos. We will officially start the action in two years."

"During this last period of time, let them enjoy this last beautiful time."

"By the way, I have something I want to talk to Vassago about."

"Huh? Vashago, when did you and Flaunos have any intersection?" Leif's words caught Goetia's attention. Putting aside their personal relationship, the activities of these two guys were completely unrelated.

"Although I don't know when Vashak did this, I think it is necessary for the guy named Alexander Allen that Vashak has taken a fancy to to come back here."

Upon hearing his name appear in the conversation, Vassago took a few deep puffs of air, then he looked up at the azure ceiling and yawned.

"So, what do you want to do, Flaunos? If it's just this kind of undercover work, you can finish it by yourself in no time?"

What Flaunos meant was simply to pull Alan back, but Vashak had his own considerations. Now that he knew what he was thinking, he had to tailor a plan for Alan.

"I'm sorry, my plan is to detonate the control room of Chaldea on the day of the soul transfer, and then reunite with you."

"But if that happens, we will lose our source of intelligence. And now it's your turn to come on stage, Mr. Vashak."

"And Alan has an extraordinary status in Chaldea. I think he is very suitable to succeed me."

"What do you think, Vashak?" Goetia asked the question to No. 3.

"There is a premise. This guy has no power. How can he enter Chaldea again? It's a problem."

"And he just lost a hand."

"If it were just this problem, it wouldn't be a big deal." Goetia became interested in this topic. It would be too boring if the process was too dry.

"Took the bait!" When no one was paying attention, Vashak's mouth curled up slightly. Being able to let Goetia take action personally could be considered a blessing from Solomon to some extent. Even though it was only a fake one, it was enough.

"Okay, that's settled. I'll arrange for him to return to Chaldea in two years, but he'll have to change his identity." Vashak snapped his fingers. "I'll go back and work out the best configuration for him based on his situation. I'll need your help then."

Alan, Alan, I have secured the opportunity to get a maximum-level account tailored for you. It is up to you whether you will use it or not.

"That's it for now, the meeting is adjourned." Goetia ended this ordinary impromptu meeting.

Somewhere in imaginary space

Vashak returned to his bed, hung the black suit on the floor-standing clothes hanger, took off his hat, and took out the small camera hidden inside.

"So you guys are really too young. You've been playing with magic all your life, but you can't even figure out an ordinary mechanical device. These negative examples tell us the importance of keeping up with the times."

Vashak then lay down on the bed and carefully observed the camera in his hand. This was a custom-made version that he had obtained after some hints, otherwise he would not have been able to get it.

"But the high-definition digital movie camera produced by Alexa is really good. It has been used for so long without any problems."

"That's right, Germany's science and technology are number one in the world!"

"By the way, next time Alan comes over, show him this thing. I don't do video editing or anything like that."

"Go to sleep first, I'll touch it tomorrow."

Chaldean

"Now, Ernest, look at this."

Someone sent a screenshot in a game discussion group.

"So what exactly do you want to show me?"

Onist, the leader of the discussion group and the person who took over Allen's position in Chaldea, clicked on this picture. "As for Allen's Steam account, there is no change. The inventory is still the same."

"So what does this picture mean?"

"Time, time, check the login time."

"He doesn't log in every day... Huh?!!" His voice exploded in the office.

"What the hell? It's been 23 days since the last time I logged in?"

Snowfield City

"ZZZ..."

"ZZZ..."

"ZZZ..."

Chapter 50 ends with Alan and begins with Alvin.

In the Velvet Room, accompanied by the familiar ancestral music, the guests in prison uniforms and the gorgeously dressed host were locked in the cell and stared at each other in the air. Somewhere in the room, a video of someone's meeting that day was playing.

"Tell me, how long have you been driving this time?

"3 hours and 32 minutes."

"......"

Alan just leaned against the iron gate and looked at him with deep affection. His expression told Vashak his answer.

Do I look like a fool to you?

"Actually, it's about how to get you back to Chaldea to operate again. Goetia is the chief designer, I am the technical director, Flaunos is the consultant, and the others are participating in the project as a friendly gesture."

"Its name is the Temptation of Huika."

"What the hell? Who came up with this weird name?"

At this moment, Alan instinctively felt the malice from the universe. If he really went back like this, wouldn't this book become a large-scale urban emotional ethics TV series between Hong Ailun, Dr. Pinru and Director Ai?

Wait, I remember Hong Shixian's final ending was...

Vashak also looked helpless. Who knew that Goetia, a genius in naming, would come up with this name? Now he felt like a big flag had been set on their heads.

But what needs to be done still needs to be done. Vashak stood up from his chair, walked to Allen, and handed him a piece of paper and a pen through the iron window.

"Don't even think about it. Come and see what kind of gameplay you want. Click once, and it won't cost you anything to hit the shell."

"I have a dream. I hope that when I wake up next time, I will be in a luxury car. If not, an elevator will do. Vashak, we have known each other for such a long time, why don't we..."

But our impartial Lord Vasakva will not agree so easily.

"You want to hang on the wall? Are you my biological son?"

"Obviously not. Besides, this isn't a happy story..."