Tokyo Trickster

"Hey! There is only one day for the secret treasure to materialize! If we can't successfully obtain it today, then..." Morgana looked at the increasing number of soldiers gathering around him below, and hurriedly climbed back to the ventilation duct, shouting at Amamiya Ren.

Amamiya Ren looked at the big cat that was locked in the execution room and had been beaten to pieces and lost a lot of fur. He said calmly, "I will get it. Today."

Morgana was speechless for a moment because of the seemingly unreasonable self-confidence of the Phantom Thief, and then he saw a moment he would never forget:

The soldiers used broad axes and two-handed swords to cut off the load-bearing columns of the balcony where Amamiya Ren was standing. He jumped up in the violent shaking, pointed his gun in mid-air at the assembled army below, and as the trigger was pulled, dark streams of light surged and ricocheted throughout the space, leaving behind a thread-like mist that formed a dense net. The crimson demon appeared again, and purple flames ignited in Yassen's hands, covering dozens of heavily armored soldiers along the network.

They were cooked in the sea of ​​fire and soon collapsed into an overwhelming airflow and disappeared.

The demon-form personality mask collapsed immediately, and Amamiya Ren swung out her hook to grab the rapidly falling load-bearing column. Like a theater actor performing the Charleston, she drew a large circle in the air and spun around a few times gorgeously and gracefully, then landed gracefully on the ground as the load-bearing column collapsed.

(Hot Fact: The Charleston, a type of Lindy hop "swing dance", is an eight-beat swing dance, especially famous for its unique aerial stunts.)

Morgana swallowed and carefully poked his head out of the ventilation duct again.

"Meow!" (a frightened cat's cry)

Bang! Amamiya Ren suddenly fired a shot at the ventilation duct, which scared Morgana so much that he saw a long rope connected to the hook and locked into the duct.

After hesitating for a long time, it climbed down the rope tremblingly.

At this time, the Phantom Thief was searching the ground for his loot.

"What a terrifying unbridled power..." Morgana saw the personality masks left behind after the shadows were shattered and crushed into airflow, merging into the shadow of Amamiya Ren, but she herself seemed unaware.

Just like a predator at the top of the food chain hunting instinctively, the entire Mind Palace seemed to have become his hunting ground, and all the shadows were his prey. Morgana felt an inexplicable sense of fear.

"Unruly? What are you talking about?" Amamiya Ren straightened the wrinkles on his clothes and curiously asked the big cat who seemed to know everything and yet seemed to know nothing... He felt that the good thing about the personality mask was that if the special clothes were lost or damaged, they could be quickly restored as long as one was willing to put in a little mental effort.

"Unruly means the power that is not bound by common sense," Morgana said timidly, "In theory, each person has only one personality mask, because a normal person has only one personality. It will only change its form according to the holder's experience and emotions, and it will not increase or decrease."

"What if it's multiple personalities?"

"The patients don't count..."

"Do you think my [Unruly] is weird?"

"Although people who possess [Unruly] are extremely rare, I have never seen someone like Mr. Amamiya who can dismantle and plunder personalities at will."

Amamiya Lian looked around and said, "Plunder, I was wondering why every time I killed these guards I felt like there was something more in my head."

He stretched out his hand and made a fist, and a heavy Western-style two-handed sword fell to the ground.

Morgana wondered if he angered Amamiya Ren, would she just kill him and take away his personality mask.

The only way to get from the palace to the upper tower is to go through the front. Otherwise, Morgana would not have been caught and thrown into prison... After getting the intelligence, it really couldn't find a place to escape.

At some point, there was no movement around the palace.

Until a certain moment later, the sound of elongated horse hooves was suddenly heard, thundering in the silent glory.

The gilded gate of the palace opened heavily amidst the thunder, drowning out Morgana's warning shouts. A psychedelic rainbow light entered the palace, and a huge shadow blocked the stained glass windows painted with religious patterns. He rode a tall red horse, holding a deep red and snow-white spear in his hand, as if made of blood and bones.

The knight is approaching.

Morgana's rapidly dilated pupils reflected a huge, crimson horse, clad in heavy armor with intricate metal patterns, its blood-red fur glowing like crystals, its sturdy legs like the brackets used by a wheeled crane to stabilize the body. It dug into the ground with its dark golden horseshoes, and the hard metal corridor was torn open one wound after another in the sound of electric light rubbing.

A tall golden figure sat on horseback, warm lights were pouring down from the palace, psychedelic rainbow light was shining from the stained glass window behind him, and his armor seemed to be covered with a layer of light. The spear in his hand was shaking with a majestic and bloody color. War horses and cavalrymen, their faces were equipped with bloodstained masks with long nails, and the neighing of horses was accompanied by a stream of white air like lightning spraying from their mouths and noses.

There are no words.

No announcement.

No battle cry.

In the dead silence, the war horses galloped wildly and the knights charged with their spears, trying to pierce Amamiya Ren with their spears in the magnificent glare.

The thief pulled out the Western-style two-handed sword that was stuck in the ground. He raised the sword above his head, took a big step forward, and chopped it down heavily at the knight who was coming at him at lightning speed.

The flames raged in the air like a raging python.

A sharp metallic clanging sound, like a needle hitting his ears, made Morgana squat in the ruins of the supporting column in pain.

All the colored glass shattered in the next instant.

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Dry weather: 026. Volleyball Murder Part

After a brief period of noise, the palace returned to a quiet atmosphere.

Countless rainbow-colored pieces of glass scattered like smoke and fog.

Wearing a white bird mask, Amamiya Ren stood still, holding a two-handed sword, his palms scratched by the hilt, blood seeping through his fingers and dripping along the edge of his wrist.

The huge cavalryman stood less than an arm's length away from Amamiya Ren. He did not move, and the conical spear fell to the ground with a dull sound.

Crash... Along with the heavy armor, the knight and the horse were split into two, exploding into countless black air currents that merged into the shadow of the thief.

At the critical moment, the only weapon Amamiya Ren could trust was the long sword in front of him. He didn't know if he could win, but he had no other means except drawing his sword.

Fortunately, Morgana gave him crucial assistance... The burly masked knight was already ready to go. He waved his flower sword and summoned strange magic, which effectively blocked the knight's charge. At the same time, Amamiya Ren felt an inexplicable power surging in his body. This made the big cat, who was already in poor condition, completely depressed.

Amamiya Ren, who is used to playing FGO and calls himself a veteran Moon Man, now has a feeling of becoming a heroic spirit. Morgana threw a Hero Creation at him and shouted, "Saber, come on!"

Amamiya Ren can't yell "EX-Calibur" and then use a beam of light to chop the castle into powder, but he can call out Yasin, pull out a musket and make the enemy understand the profoundness of supernatural science. So what should the job be? Archer? Assassin? Or a Pretender like Oberon?

The job description of Pretender is also said to be called Faker, which means pretender. Amamiya Ren is not very happy to have the same name as a three-time e-sports professional player who has become famous for this English word.

The big cat, exhausted both physically and mentally, stumbled over and said, "Mr. Amamiya, we have to leave here quickly."

"You can just rest here," Amamiya Ren cut off the sleeves of his windbreaker with a dagger and wrapped the cloth around his bloody palms a few times, "I can handle Kamoshida and his knights by myself."

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"......" Morgana's tired eyes revealed a determined look, "We have reasons to see the secret treasure."

"Really?" The thief thought of the personality mask that the other party had just summoned, which was the Spanish legend named Zorro. "Follow me."

Morgana looked at Amamiya Ren's receding figure and hurriedly followed behind her.

......

Kamoshida was awakened by a loud bang.

He shook off the girl who was pressing on his belly, rushed to the balcony and looked down. The dome of the magnificent church exploded, and thick black smoke spewed out, indicating the defeat of the guards.

"What a bunch of rubbish," the king said with great anger.

He put on his cloak, pushed the door open and walked out of the bedroom. Four knights had been waiting for a long time.

As a sports student who had already seen the peak and no longer needed to settle down, Kamoshida Taku didn't walk on tiptoe. He picked up his crown from the table and put it on his head steadily, just like his steady walking posture.

"Kill them, or you will all die." The furious king sat on his throne and slapped the armrests hard.

In the volleyball competition for the Olympic championship, Kamoshida has to take into account the emotions of his teammates and the expectations of the audience; in the post-match interview, he needs to follow the script and choose his words carefully... The Olympic champion lives in the glory of glory, and his negative emotions can only be hidden outside the camera, in dark corners that the audience can't see. Walking on the streets of Shibuya with rain all over the sky, no matter how gloomy he is, he must force a warm smile when facing the fans who recognize him.

Even after retiring and returning to his alma mater, Kamo Shida still had to consider the bottom line of the school leaders and the investigators from the Academic Affairs Department... He had become accustomed to the vanity and pride brought by the Olympic champion, forgetting that he was once an ordinary person. He became "high and mighty", became unfamiliar, and became extremely greedy for fame and the admiration of others. Life after retirement did not make Kamo Shida's mind peaceful. He was anxious day after day, and his desires grew day by day.

Kamoshida forgot that glory needs to be created with hard work and talent. He only remembered that life is a constant compromise.

Now, he is the only dictator in this world and this palace. He does not need to consider anyone's betrayal or hypocrisy, and he does not need to care about anyone's opinion. This terrible desire affects reality, causing him to directly or indirectly hurt countless students and their families.

He is the king who is high above. The king does not feel guilty, he only enjoys it.

However, absolute rule soon could not last long.

Kamo Shida fretted and played with the girl who sat in his arms, causing her to beg for mercy. He felt an inexplicable sense of panic.

There has never been any unrest in this castle. Until today.

The king's greatest fear was being driven off the throne and losing all his power and wealth.

Dry weather: 027. Volleyball Murder

There were guards everywhere who were on high alert. Rather than stealing the secret treasure, it would be more appropriate to describe it as "open robbery". After defeating the soldiers on each floor of the palace, Amamiya Ren had greatly consumed his physical and mental strength.

If we were to give him a Japanese RPG game attribute panel now, the SP and HP values ​​would have dropped to a very low level.

(Hot knowledge: In the game attribute panel, HP refers to physical strength or life value, and SP refers to mana or skill points in the usual sense. They are Health-power and Skill-Point respectively)

Fortunately, Morgana's personality mask can use magic, although I don't know why Zoro, a swordsman, can use magic... This question is like discussing why Merlin, the great magician in FGO, is a household name in the UK, but has a strange nickname like "British Swordmaster" in the game. The question itself is very strange.

The magician and the thief teamed up to explore the castle, defeat the evil demon king and save the princess. This strong sense of déjà vu made Amamiya Ren inevitably recall classic console games such as "Dragon Quest" or "Disgaea".

As for who the princess is? When Amamiya Ren thought about the lovely Lavenda being locked in the Velvet Room because of his plan and unable to come out, he was about to be killed by guilt. Damn, I'm obviously not the kind of person who easily feels guilty... It's all Philemon's fault. He specially molded the assistant of the Velvet Room to be completely in line with the contractor's preferences in terms of both personality and appearance.

Speaking of robbery, it also requires some technical skills.

At this moment, after breaking through the highest floor of the palace, the man and the cat jumped out of the window and escaped, avoiding being surrounded by more guards who came to support them.

This was the first time that Amamiya Ren saw the scenery outside the castle.

There is no sun or moon, no clouds, and even no concept of the sky.

The strange purple-red light filled the entire boundless and vast space, which seemed to be indescribably lonely and empty.

It is like the heart of the owner of this spiritual palace.

Apart from the most primitive desires and impulses of human beings, such as the mating instinct, nothing else can make him feel alive.

Amemiya Ren grabbed Morgana by the back of the neck, swung out his hook and hooked it on the edge of the palace dome, pulling them down onto the brick-paved dome.

Standing before them was a huge tower. In front of the tower's entrance was a garden where two knights in golden armor were patrolling.

"Hey..." Morgana asked Amamiya Lian cautiously, "Mr. Amamiya, have you thought of a way to get in?"

It was afraid that this guy was determined to rush all the way to the end, with a knife in hand, blood flowing, and not a single piece of armor left.

That's exactly what Amamiya Ren thought. As long as I run fast enough, the knight won't be able to catch up with me.

He comforted the big cat, saying that the explanation of the paper could be summarized as follows: Those big golden guys would definitely be hindered in their actions in the attic. They couldn't catch us if they brought their horses, and if they abandoned their horses, they couldn't beat us.

Morgana was speechless for a moment and couldn't think of a better idea, so he had to obey Amamiya Ren's command.

To implement this plan, all that is needed is a bait that can attract the enemy's attention.

"Clown," Amamiya Ren pointed to another self in the corner of the garden.

The other person raised his index finger and shook it at him, then took out the King of a playing card and poked the King's portrait on it hard.

Amamiya Ren pondered for a moment, then nodded.

The meaning is obvious, the clown wants to play an interesting game with Kamoshida.

It doesn't matter, as long as this guy can work honestly, it's perfect. Turning orderly things into chaos is Gotham Nightmare's specialty.

Let’s pray that Kamo Shida doesn’t dream about clowns at night.

As the strongest Fool card in Amamiya Ren's hand, even Lavenda was amazed at the exaggerated expressiveness of "Joker" in the impression space.

If this personality mask named "Joker" is rated in the same way as the stand in "JoJo's Bizarre Adventure".

Joker

Growth: A (As a chaotic consciousness, it can constantly plunder the power of other personality masks to grow stronger);

Strength: C (slightly higher than normal);

Speed: C (slightly higher than normal);

Range: A (can move freely away from the holder);

Durability: A (claims that there is a special power called "Dionysus Factor" that allows him to not die, and even the most serious injuries will heal quickly, the real reason is unknown);

Precision: B (insight and understanding beyond common sense, as well as dexterity beyond common sense)]

This personality of his has all the abilities that Amamiya Ren has learned, and he uses them much more skillfully and proficiently than he does.

The only drawback is that the physical strength and energy required to maintain the existence of "Joker" is several times that of Yasin. After all, he is equivalent to a bunch of personality masks.

The effect was so significant that he almost beat the two knights in golden armor to death.

The clown chased the guards in the garden and beat them up madly, while Amamiya Ren and Morgana ran towards the tower.

Although it was my first time in the tower, the ventilation ducts felt as familiar as home.

Amamiya Ren quickly and secretly entered the upper floor of the tower, which presented a very romantic architectural style. Sexy female bodies were everywhere, with well-proportioned and well-proportioned buttocks. The load-bearing columns were arranged on both sides of the corridor, and the doors that could accommodate carriages were engraved with heart-shaped patterns.

There's a nauseating sense of vulgarity to it.

"There are no guards here..." Amamiya Ren looked around, feeling a strong sense of sleepiness and fatigue. Perhaps Joker made a big noise in the garden on the ground floor.

Morgana gnashed his teeth, "I can already smell that bastard Kamoshida!"

"As expected of a cat, after being interrogated by His Majesty the King himself once, he can remember his smell."

"I'm not a cat!" Morgana stomped on the floor angrily, although no sound was made because of the pads on the soles of his feet.