People are in Type-Moon, but they practice science

Behind Aisha was an old house and a dilapidated door. But the door creaked and was pushed open.

"Nice poem." said a deep male voice.

"Eh? It's the injured sir! You can't get out of bed and move!"

Aisha exclaimed. The person in front of her was a pale blond boy. Although he was unwilling to reveal his name, Aisha's kindness made her accept this unknown person who was seriously injured and lying at the entrance of the village.

"I'm sorry, I'm in a very dangerous situation," the blond boy said. He knew very well that he was still being hunted. "I can't tell my name to my benefactor. It's my fault. I can't repay your help. It's also my incompetence. But in order to prevent you from being implicated, please forget my existence."

After saying that, the blond boy stretched out his hand and waved it, as if he was going to do something in the air.

Chapter 394 Male Big Sister Pepe Longchino

The blond man's name is Kirshtalia.

This genius belonging to the astronomical magic system, Kirshtalia Wodaimu, who is only 15 years old, is the legitimate son of the Wodaimu family with up to 13 generations of blood. He is a magician with the largest magic circuit in the family history. Therefore, he was also designated as the next generation head by the current 11th generation head of the family, that is, Wodaimu's grandfather.

Kirshtalia used to be proud of his genius and his excellence. He firmly believed that there was nothing he could not do and nothing he could not get. All he needed to do was to improve himself without hindrance, to study tirelessly with his outstanding talent, and to strive to reach a higher level.

It is precisely because of the genius's "superiority" that he used to ignore ordinary people. He never paid attention to those things, neither taboo nor disgust, just simply treated ordinary people as if they did not exist.

This mentality led to bad consequences one day - that night, his father sent someone to assassinate him. The incident happened suddenly, and Kirshtalia didn't even have time to react, and was shot directly in the chest.

Although he was able to escape from the killers in time with the help of magic seals, he was also poisoned by a kind of poison that directly hurt the magic circuits through the nerves and blood of the magician, just like the "origin bullet" of the magician killer. His consciousness was drowsy and his magic ability was only one tenth of what it was. Then he was saved by a beggar under a bridge, a mortal he had always ignored.

At this moment, he faced Aisha with a guilty mood, just like the beggar who rescued him before. He never paid attention to these people before, but when he was being chased, it was ordinary people who showed kindness.

But magicians are cruel. The beggar who rescued him that night was eventually killed. There was originally a pendant to create a hidden barrier, but the killers hired by his father were very elite. The void terminals they wore added functions that Kirshtalia had never heard of. After just one day, the concealment lost its effect. In order to avoid hurting innocent people and avoiding being arrested, Kirshtalia had to flee in an ordinary way and escaped from the British border.

"I'm sorry, Aisha," Kirshtalia shook his hand, and then a delicate cane appeared in his hand. After these days of recuperation and the strange medicine called 'Alpha' provided by Aisha, he has recovered a lot. "I am actually almost back to normal. Thank you for your care and the unknown magic medicine you provided."

A puzzled look flashed across Aisha's eyes. She didn't quite understand the meaning of the magic potion, but in her opinion, a normal person shouldn't recover so quickly, right?

"Um, Mr. Unknown, is it really okay? And why do you want to apologize?"

"Well, it's okay. I can move around freely now," Kirshtalia said sadly. He apologized because he had to erase all traces, including erasing all the information about him from Aisha's mind. Otherwise, the people chasing him would...

"Oh, it's really better to arrive at the right time than to arrive early. It gave me a wonderful farewell scene—"

A neutral tone that sounded a little weird was heard.

"who!?"

Kirshtalia raised his cane in vigilance. It was such a pity. If the killer arrived now, it would be too late to do anything. He had to solve it here. Well, no problem. The injury had not healed yet but it was not serious. With his magic skills, he could chant spells very quickly.

However, that trick seemed meaningless in front of the newcomer.

One moment, the sound was at the end of a distant street, and the next moment it was right in front of us.

"Hey, Kirshtalia, I finally found you," the person who spoke stood in front of Kirshtalia, showing his slender figure and loose pink hair, "Let me introduce myself briefly. My name is Pepeloncino, Scandinavian Pepeloncino."

"Are you the only one here?" Kirshtalia was shocked by the speed of this person. What kind of trick was this? An illusion? No, was it a distortion of space through magic?

"Oh, how many people are needed for this kind of mission? I came here in a hurry as soon as I accepted the commission from an old friend. I didn't expect you to be so good at hiding."

"As expected...you too..."

After judging Aisha's position, Kirshtalia's body happened to block the little girl's view.

His long-term pursuit experience made him think that Peperoncino was also out to hunt him down, so he had to take the initiative to keep Aisha away from danger. "Stars...Cosmos——"

The invisible magic power began to change its form.

"Hey, wait a minute," Peperoncino suddenly realized that the atmosphere was starting to get weird, "You misunderstood, I didn't accept the commission from your father, but--"

"Boom!"

There was a loud bang, and the two disappeared from the spot.

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Five minutes later, Kirschtalia finally understood that Peperoncino was not the murderer who was hunting him, but someone sent by his teacher Marisbilly.

"It's really hard to understand - you actually diverted my attack along with me," Kirshtalia looked at Peperoncino with a scrutinizing look, "Is that so? You wanted to avoid the little girl's sight just now?"

"No way," Peperoncino seemed to want to wipe the non-existent sweat off his face, and then picked up the dressing mirror under Kirshtalia's gaze, "I just took you away right before you started the spell. Oh, this violates the rules of concealment. Well, I'm not a magician anyway, so this is not important. I've been traveling for so long, and I haven't even put on makeup yet."

Kirshtalia did not ask Peperoncino why he had to make up to look feminine, but waited patiently. In his hand was the letter that Peperoncino handed to him. The seal had the magic mark of the monarch Marisbilly, which was difficult for outsiders to imitate. This was also the reason why Kirshtalia let down his guard.

The magic seal on the letter was intact and had never been opened.

"Alas, sending letters is not easy," Peperoncino finally finished it. "The Void Terminal is more convenient. It is much better than the 'electronic familiar' in America. When traveling, you can place an order with just a click. After paying the points, the goods will be delivered to your door immediately from the Void Terminal... Unfortunately, you need to join a magic organization to enjoy the full function. For someone like me, forget it."

Chapter 395: Katniss's Relic, Intercepted by Ryougi Shiki

"Yes," Kirshtalia was still a little wary. He repeatedly confirmed that there were no traps on the letter before he began to break the magic seal. "But I threw away my terminal. The person who was chasing me must have cracked my terminal and was able to lock my location whenever I was wearing it."

Kirshtalia glanced at Peperoncino again and saw that he was not using the terminal.

"Wait, you don't have a terminal? - But it sounds like you're familiar with and have tried these features?"

"Oh my," Peperoncino was surprised by Kirshtalia's tone. "Kirshtalia, the genius of the Department of Astronomy, doesn't even know about the Void Terminal Outsourcing Service? That's right, academic talents like you should have direct supply quotas and don't need such additional products."

“Outsourcing, eh…?”

"Oh, ha ha ha!" Peperoncino picked up an old-fashioned mobile phone. There seemed to be some text, numbers and lines on it - a simple service interface, much less than the genuine Void. "It uses the genuine Void terminal as the mother platform to provide services, and it is an 'agent' service for those of us who don't have channels."

The East Union Association does not distribute Void Terminals in bulk. After evaluation, they are mainly sold to large organizations like the Clock Tower and local magic families - the local families actually have a registered status in the magic organization. The different departments of the Clock Tower (except the modern magic department) are essentially magic families, and the difference between the two is not that big.

In short, this model is easy to manage (the association claims that it will provide data security and reputation guarantee for large organizations, not to steal user data). The association sells it to magic organizations in need around the world, and magic organizations use it as an internal welfare and a management method. It is equivalent to the association's technology building an internal resource management platform for organizations, granting users different VIP functions based on their internal status ratings - the only problem is that people outside the organization are excluded from the service scope.

At the beginning, it didn't have much impact. Magicians like Lion Jie were fighting all day long. They didn't do research or mix in circles, and they had no interest in this thing.

However, some low-level magicians cannot join the organization, or their magic research is shameful. As the Void Terminal becomes more and more involved in the magic world, research assistance, magic resource management, and even daily transactions are also inseparable from the Void Terminal, so they have to find a way - let some people in the organization who are in urgent need of money provide "agent services". Simply put, it is to let the Void Terminal connect to specific items, and this is also identified as a "white-listed item."

After all, once the Void Terminal generates an account and a spirit mask for the magician's soul scan, the real carrier is not important. The whitelist is for the convenience of the magician. For example, if you are away from home and need to have something delivered to your home, you can set the things at home to the whitelist. In this way, the request sent by the whitelisted items will also be recognized as the request of the Void Terminal itself.

The application for the amount of whitelist requires the activation of additional services, and the result is that the flow of those items is also included in the monitoring scope of the association, but the association will not manage these items without "id". In other words, this outsourcing service is different from the genuine one, and it is risky. If the magician who outsources to you is in urgent need of money or has no conscience, then the chance of being ripped off is very high.

"Actually... there is such a thing..." Kirshtalia thought for a moment. He usually didn't pay attention to these things. How the lower class struggled had nothing to do with him. However, after being rescued by civilians twice, he began to change his mind.

"——If that's the case, the people in the association will ask for a much higher price than the original price, right? Isn't that the life of those magi?"

Facing Kirshtalia's statement, Peperoncino smiled and said, "Genius of the Wodem family, you have to know that before the Void Terminal came out, some magicians had no chance to get this. In order to obtain resources and equipment channels, they had to seek connections with big families or organizations. In comparison, paying this little money to get services is much better, isn't it? I heard that the Eastern Association has recently expanded its recruitment, and even magicians can apply, which makes people want to go too."

"..."

Kirshtalia listened to Pepe in silence.

The world "below" has changed so much. Is it because he has always been too high up and lost the perspective that a normal person should have?

"Let's talk about the commission," Peperoncino said for a while, then changed the subject. "Have you read Mr. Marisbury's letter to you? About--"

"...America's Holy Grail War." Kirshtalia had just finished reading the letter. It seemed that he was going to participate in a magic ceremony with a complicated purpose, and he had to cooperate with someone from the Clock Tower when necessary.

"——A ritual that can summon the Realm Recording Belt, but the sedition ritual requires a necessary catalyst."

Kirshtalia looked at Pepe.

"Here, this is it." Pepe pulled out a small box from his jeans. Kirshtalia took it and opened it to find a piece of metal debris.

"this?"

"Marisberry said it was the remains of a spear from a tyrant in Ovid's Metamorphoses - hehe, although I'm more interested in Indian mythology, I'm still quite curious about this epic character who changed from a woman to a man."

Pepe smiled, but he was actually a little depressed, because this spot in the Holy Grail War was not meant for him after all.

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After the conversation between the two, Pepe quickly said goodbye to Kirshtalia, "Well, now that the things are delivered, it's time for me to--"

"Stop." A cold voice sounded in the dense forest.

"—"

Pepe cooperated and raised his hands. "It's so dangerous. Those things - those 'threads', why do I feel like I'll die if I touch them? You don't have to treat me like this, I'm just a messenger."

The dense forest outside the mountain village was covered with a large number of transparent woven threads, layer upon layer, so that even with Pepe's supernatural power, it would be difficult to force his way through.

Maybe even the magic power used to distort space will be 'killed'.

Another thing that is confusing is that Pepe was talking to Kirshtalia just now, and then Kirshtalia left normally, so why was he stopped when he arrived here?

"I don't know even if you ask me." Ryougi Shiki walked out of the dense forest. "Anyway, the order is that he can leave, but you can't. If you want to resist——"

The woven thread extended with the movement of the sword, blocking off a piece of space. Ryougi Shiki's eyes flashed with the light of death. "To be honest, I'm in a difficult position."

She is not good at taking down living people intact.

Chapter 396: Underground City Artificial Sun and Poetry

"Okay, okay, I won't do anything unnecessary, but please don't tear my clothes."

Pepeloncino did not choose to resist. It was not that he had no power to resist, but that he could sense that there was no malice in the words spoken by the other party. This ability was different from superpowers. It was one of the six supernatural powers of Buddhism, "telepathy", which was learned through the spells and practice of Shugendo, or the mind-reading skill in the secular world.

Because of this, Peperoncino knew the danger of Ryougi Shiki's ability. And the magic that was able to suppress Kirshtalia in an instant just now was the use of "Divine Foot Skill".

"Hey, you're so honest?"

Ryougi Shiki looked up at Pepe unexpectedly, and holding the sword in one hand, she gathered the surrounding threads. A wide area of ​​transparent lines formed a circle, passing around and shrinking the radius, and finally formed a loose circle around Pepeloncino.

It was like a careless kidnapper casually wrapping a few circles of rope around a hostage.

"Come with me, you'd better not change your mind midway, otherwise the line will be tightened in an instant, and you don't want to know the consequences."

"Yes yes~"

Pepeloncino maintained his cheerful smile, seemingly ignoring Ryougi Shiki's fierce tone, and took the words as pure concern.

The two of them returned to the small mountain village.

Already waiting there were the little girl Aisha and a farmer with a haggard look and a sparse expression, Aisha's father Ajay.

"Sister Ryougi Shiki!" Aisha's clear voice echoed in everyone's ears, bringing a healing atmosphere to those who were immersed in their work.

"Well, we just caught a suspicious person and need to take him back to keep an eye on him." Ryougi Shiki spoke fluently to the little girl in a slightly familiar tone. The language used in this small mountain village is not the official language such as English or Hindi, but a rare dialect. However, a month has passed, and it is still very easy for Ryougi Shiki just to achieve daily communication with the locals.

"Um, where did the unknown gentleman go?" Aisha asked about Kirshtalia's whereabouts. At the same time, she looked at the pink-haired man Pepeloncino who was tied up next to her with a curious look.

Did this gentleman make a mistake?

And Pepe responded with a gentle smile.

"He went to where he was supposed to go, just like Aisha has to learn poetry every day." Ryougi Shiki didn't know why Kirshtalia was deliberately spared. Maybe she was a person who had some kind of stance on her side. Anyway, she didn't intend to delve into it.

"I see, that must be his favorite place! Ayesha is also happily studying poetry every day!"

Aisha didn't know Kirshtalia's past, and Kirshtalia didn't tell her either. Besides, this astronomy genius was in a "confused period of life", and going to the Holy Grail War was just the monarch's mission.

But what Aisha can be sure of is that she likes to learn poetry. Although she doesn't expect to become a famous poet like Tagore, she hopes that she can understand more and help her parents. Yes, little Aisha is not yet of school age.

Under the new "working parents" system that integrates education and upbringing, children like Aisha have their formal learning time adjusted to a very late age. After all, they do not need to go through the tedious process of going to school year by year, and can quickly master knowledge with just a learning device. Therefore, the focus should be on cultivating a healthy mind and personality.

Generally speaking, children of Aisha's age just need to play happily.

"I just don't know if I'll see the blond unknown gentleman again in the future?"

Ajay, the father at the side, said, "It's better to leave him alone. I told you not to do unnecessary things a long time ago. You almost got into trouble by accepting that idiot (Kirshtalia)."

After saying this, Ajayi looked at Pepeloncino with suspicion.

"What? Didn't Dad stop it?"

However, Xiao Aixia did not receive any further response.

"——Aisha, go back to 'down there'. I've told you a long time ago that I'm the only one watching over there. Don't go there casually again." Ajay asked Aisha and Ryougi Shiki to go to the base down there together, and he needed to stay up there.

Academy City had actually already built a complete base city underground, and almost all the villagers up there had been evacuated. After Ajay returned up there, all he had to do was to serve as a guard with a few fellow villagers, while also disguising the village as if nothing had happened.

Afterwards, Ryougi Shiki took Pepeloncino and little Aisha, who followed behind, to a corner of a dilapidated house in the village, where there was a wooden board that seemed to lead to a cellar.

But there was no need for any action. The sensor door disguised as a wooden board opened after several layers of verification procedures, revealing a long downward passage. The passage was not as dark as an ordinary tunnel, but seemed to be covered with lichen material that emitted soft fluorescence.

After walking a few dozen steps along the staircase, they suddenly saw the light.

This is a brightly lit underground base city. Dazzling white lights are on the top floor of the highest tower in the center of the base city, providing continuous light, like an artificial sun. Slide rails and shielding curtains are set on the top of the underground area, and the light output is adjusted to achieve effects such as the rising and setting of the sun and the waxing and waning of the moon. At the same time, with the luminous walls around, the "daytime" in the underground area is as bright as that on the ground.