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It was very clean, spotlessly clean, as if no one had ever set foot here. No doubt it had been cleaned once by someone, but the cleaning was too much.

Alvin began to open the doors one by one, but he saw the same scene every time. The room was very clean, the tables and cabinets were spotless, and the shiny surface could almost reflect a person's shadow.

It's just like the same old thing, without any characteristics.

He was thinking in his room, what went wrong on this level. He was like standing in front of a door, only a stone's throw away from the truth.

There was something missing on the third floor, something that was essential to all the rooms. He paced back and forth in the corridor, trying to find something different in all the rooms.

As if by accident, he re-entered the room he had just started from. The huge floor-to-ceiling windows were now closed, and the sundries piled up together made it look like an ordinary storage room. In the corner of the ceiling, a spider was weaving a web.

Spider, spider web, spotless room, these key words are intertwined to form a key, and the door that this key opens is here.

Alvin touched the truth, but this was also a trap, a trap to make him take the bait.

Facing an unknown enemy, he walked forward and kicked the glass of the floor-to-ceiling window, breaking it.

A staircase leading downward appeared in front of Alvin.

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PS1: Miracle 48 Hours Remake Light Edition.

PS2: Black Friday is here and I don’t have a single drop left.

PS3: Everyone’s Nanding is prettier than Takahashi’s, including Takahashi himself (°ー°〃)

Chapter 97 Dead or Alive DLC: Chaldea Bonus

The narrow spiral staircase could only accommodate one person, and the light from the window was confusing. In the backlight, his shadow was vaguely visible on the wall.

It is hard to imagine that such a dark place exists in a place that looks so bright and beautiful.

But this is normal, isn't it?

Alvin walked down slowly, not trying to lower the sound of his footsteps. This little trick would not work in front of the Servant. Of course, if you can make no sound on this staircase where every step makes a sound, you can try to do so.

At the end of the stairs are two half-open black doors, as if they had just been closed by someone. What happened here today and who is the only survivor?

all here.

He turned the handle to the left and pushed the door open. In front of him was a corridor, and at the end of the corridor was a door. There was a small window every three or five meters on the walls on both sides, and the wind passed through these windows to complete the air convection. "

Apart from this, there is nothing in this long and empty space.

He started it.

The footsteps were dull and chaotic, not fast but hurried. But as the distance became shorter, the footsteps became louder and louder, as if a noisy whirlwind was gathering from all directions.

"Dang——" The knives made of metal, protein and inorganic matter touched each other, making a crisp sound.

"Huh?"

The mature and royal sister's tone fluctuated, and one could imagine her surprised expression at that moment. Although her strength was only D, it was more than enough for her to deal with such an ordinary human being, even if it was not easy to capture him.

"Although I had already guessed it on the way here, I didn't expect it to be Assassin. So what should I call him? From Hungary..."

"Shut up! Human!" The masked Assassin roared. It was hard to imagine that a Servant could be easily angered. If it weren't for the adult's plan, she would definitely severely torture this ignorant young man.

Although he couldn't do anything to this guy for the time being, it wouldn't be a problem to give him a "little" blow. Assassin raised his wand high and struck at the back of his head, but missed.

“Ah, ah, I almost died here. Wasn’t the force just now really intended to kill me?”

"Although I really want to do this, I think you have greater value, so I deliberately reduced the force. At least you won't die if I hit you."

"Forget about that. I prefer to take my own destiny into my own hands."

Alvin hid his hands behind his back, and while buying time for himself, he quietly enchanted the shaky bone knife. The copyright of this temporary and quick enchantment work is now in the hands of Flat Escaldes, and the price he paid for the right to use it is just an ordinary lunch.

However, if I had not entered the Modern Magic Department, which was composed of easy-to-understand practical courses and mostly problem students, when I entered the Clock Tower to learn secretly, I probably would not have known so many strange things.

"Young magician, remember that your opponent today is Camilla of the Assassin class. This name will accompany you for the rest of your life."

"Sorry, fish only have a memory of seven seconds."

"Seven seconds? That's enough." She raised the staff again. On the top of the staff was a tortured girl. From the white ball of light condensed from it, Alvin felt extremely pure magic power. After a blinding light, it flew straight towards where he was.

A small explosion occurred when the magic wave touched the ground, but Alvin was no longer there. This was also within Camilla's expectations. She didn't expect to be able to kill him in the first round.

"Is it over? Now it's my turn." His figure gradually changed from illusion to reality. The bone knife in his hand had become a disposable item. After this last swing, it would turn into powder.

When the first step was activated, Alvin realized what kind of energy was inside this body designed by the chief designer Goetia. In just two or three breaths, he had already rushed in front of Camilla.

His target was Camilla's heart, where her soul core as an Assassin was located. With just one strike, the outcome would be decided.

"Don't underestimate the power of human beings!"

Ding--

This time the sound was very pleasant, like a needle on a cylinder plucking the teeth of a comb, playing crystal-like music, ethereal, charming and intoxicating.

Alvin missed.

He had originally intended to go straight for the spirit core, but unexpectedly deviated from his target. The distance from the heart to the mask on his face was only 30 centimeters, but at this moment it seemed so close yet so far away.

Just like Jing Ke assassinating Qin Shi Huang, he only had one chance. His detached hand could no longer support his body to stand up. The knife fell at her feet and completely turned into powder.

He saw Camilla's true face under the mask. Fair and delicate, with a light blush that made her look even more charming, she was undoubtedly a beautiful woman, but at this moment, she was willing to put herself to death.

"Very well, you are the first person to have this mask shattered. As a noble mercy, I allow you to ask questions."

"Ahem...what on earth just happened?"

"Why did you deviate from the target?" Her golden eyes were full of charm, and that kind of bewitching charm expanded infinitely in his eyes.

"It's very simple, just an ordinary aura blocking. Well, although it's only D-level, it's enough."

I didn't expect to fail here.

He began to feel tired, hot liquid dripping from his head, but he felt no pain. The pain and cramps in his right arm did not exist for him because it had been severed.

"It's over, magician, tell me your name."

"...Alvin Vasago."

"Very good. Then I wish you to be an ordinary person in the next part of your life." A bronze statue tied with chains appeared behind Camilla, and she snapped her fingers.

"This is the first time you've taken this Noble Phantasm, magician."

"So, goodbye."

"Phantom Maiden!"

Alvin Vashak, a third-rate magician who changed career path, stopped thinking.

perhaps.

PS1: Everyone says that battle scenes are easier to write with a lot of words, but why is it so difficult for me to write them?

If I really just want to write the plot, fxxk.

PS2: Lady boss Lianhua took her own life, and my youth is over.

PS3: DC teacher has 780 stones and a lot of treasures. The water in the Huangpu River is particularly cold today.

Chapter 98 From Human to Demon Pillar

A rapid alarm sounded in the silent night, but after the third ring, a hand pressed the silver alarm back.

Romani rubbed his blurry eyes and turned off the alarm clock. His mind was still blank, but when he came to his senses and looked carefully, it was already past five-thirty.

"Only two hours have passed? Great, there's still time," she said to herself.

This was probably the fastest time in her life that she had finished washing up. After putting on the white coat that symbolized her status, she found the scarf she had knitted after working overtime all night among a ball of needles and thread. She opened the door and rushed out.

In the last corridor leading to the tarmac, she looked breathlessly at the still-unopened cabin door, and a smile of relief appeared on her face.

"Great."

Now all we have to do is wait.

She leaned against the wall, recalling how she was one of the few "old" employees who opened the door.

And the story begins from that day.

From their first meeting, to knowing each other, to the trip to London that they agreed to for some reason, and then they became the "couple" that was passed around by word of mouth among the employees of Chaldea.

——But in fact, they all tactfully avoided this question.

Then, because of a notebook, things took a sharp turn for the worse and reached the freezing point. Although the situation eased later, it could never go back to those harmonious days.

Girls are naturally emotional.

As long as she has a good impression, she will subconsciously stand by you, think for you, and even make excuses and reasons for you. This is why those smart and wise women often do stupid things.

She did so and understood that Romani had taken all the blame for her finding the manuscript.

This is really ridiculous. A dignified Grand Caster would actually take responsibility for the mistakes of others one day?

But she did it, and it was at that moment that she understood what her heart wanted.

Alexander Allen, an ordinary human being, holds a paintbrush and paints colors on his blank life.

But today, the painter is leaving.

She heard footsteps at the other end of the corridor and woke up from her memories. Holding the warm scarf in her arms, she became inexplicably nervous.

"I found you, and I knew you would be like this, leaving silently like this."

"As expected, you are the one who knows me best, Romani."

Ah, this as-expected expression, I won’t see it anymore after today.

"Try this."

She took out the scarf. Perhaps because she had been holding it for too long, it had become slightly warm. She clumsily put it on him with her fingers covered in Band-Aids.

After tying her scarf, she continued to watch Alan, her pulse now no longer beating rapidly but beating erratically.

For the first time in her life, she made an extremely bold decision: she tiptoed lightly, hooked her hands around his neck, and kissed him.

The two people were very greedy for each other, as if they wanted to infect each other with their own scent. Their lips were pressed against each other, their teeth were dependent on each other, rubbing and entangled. At that moment, Romani himself even had the idea of leaving Chaldea with him.

She was afraid she would never find him again. As time went by, she began to tremble, afraid that he would disappear.

Just as if to seal her thoughts, in the next second, Romani witnessed the death of Alexander Allen.

Then, the dream woke up.

Romani woke up suddenly, she sat up, leaned against the head of the bed, gasping for breath, sweat soaking her hair and clothes, her fair skin, plump heart, slender limbs, and the graceful curves unique to a woman extended in every part of her body.

"What is that?" She bent her legs slightly and hugged her head with her hands. Those images kept flashing through her mind and finally stopped on the bronze statue.

Romani's head and shoulders began to tremble, her hands were tightly clasped together, and her hands were shaking. Finally, she raised her wet face, her two bloodshot eyes were full of tears.

"Impossible, impossible, this is impossible..."

Camilla, who was far away in France, naturally didn't know about these things. She waved the bat staff in her hand, and the bronze statue of a girl that was tightly bound with chains opened. A person covered with bruises fell out and fell straight to the cold ground.

Am I dead?

Am I going to die like this?

I actually died like this?

So why can I still think?

By the way, Vassago, is Vassago here? Answer me!

[…I’m here, Alvin, the situation is not optimistic.]

——Just tell me what my current situation is.

[With only one breath left, Assassin still held back. 】

——You definitely have a way, right?

[Yes, do you still remember Drive? That is the old driver. ]

--What's the meaning.

[The relationship between us is somewhat similar to the relationship between Tomari Shinnosuke and Obi-san.]