The second dimension life starting from Fuyuki City

The upright Grandpa Mo Yi said calmly:

"'Love Business'."

After answering, he sang it directly:

"I betrayed your love and forced you to leave. Seeing you in pain, my tears fell. I betrayed your love and I owed a debt of conscience—"

"Shut up, what nonsense are you singing!"

As an excellent student with both good character and good academic performance, Miss Toosaka Rin has mastered Mandarin to the fullest in District 11, a country where Mandarin is a compulsory course. She can still understand the lyrics of easy-to-understand songs like "Love Business" clearly.

When she heard Mo Yi singing about love, her heart started beating like a rainbow pony, but the lyrics of the song made her shy and angry.

When have I ever betrayed your love? No, most importantly, there is no such thing at all. This is a complete slander.

"I have never done such a thing, and I won't do it!"

Grandpa Mo Yi: “…”

Okay, okay, actually I have always known that you, Miss Toosaka Rin, are always short of money, working part-time and wasting money on gems and notebooks.

But you are a good girl.

"I never said the song was about you."

Mo Yi chuckled and said:

"I just wanted to burst into song all of a sudden."

Toosaka Rin: "Tsk—"

"Come up—"

Mo Yi consciously lowered his waist in front of Toosaka Rin, obviously intending to carry her back.

This is not the first time that I have carried someone back.

How could the other party not be hurt when they had hard anal sex and fistfights with Luvia almost every day?

As early as a week ago, Mo Yi carried the sore and unwilling to move Toosaka Rin back to the apartment. After that, this routine happened every day, although Toosaka Rin had gradually become accustomed to the daily struggle with Luvia and it was no longer as painful as before.

"Humph--"

Toosaka Rin turned around, looked around and saw that no one around recognized her, then said:

"I don't need to memorize it, but if you really want to, it's not impossible."

Well, Grandpa Mo Yi is no longer used to the tsundere tradition of the Toosaka family. Fortunately, it is Toosaka Rin who is tsundere. If it was Toosaka Tokiomi, Grandpa Mo Yi would probably attack him with a Lushan Shenglongba.

"Since you insist, I'll accept it reluctantly."

Miss Toosaka Rin walked up and rode on it skillfully, saying forcefully:

"No touching, especially hands, no grabbing or moving up."

"Otherwise, I won't be polite."

Mo Yi: “…”

Why do I feel that you are reminding me, Miss, to hold your legs tightly? So, do you want me to touch them or not?

Although it feels good to touch Yu for a while, it feels good to touch Yu all the time.

So, Grandpa Mo Yi carried the other person on his back with all his heart. Since he was carrying the other person on his back, he must have supported the other person's thighs with his hands.

The reason why your hands are moving higher and higher is all because of gravity. I believe that anyone who has carried someone on their back will understand that it is not your hands that are moving higher and higher, but the other person's thighs that are sliding lower and lower.

That’s right, it’s all due to gravity!

However, Grandpa Mo Yi also personally proved a bold guess made by the Second Master: I can play with this leg for a year.

However, the other party was stabbed by Wang Jiang before he could prove it, while Grandpa Mo Yi was in the process of proving it. The current progress was about one week, and he would need to persist for a year to perfectly prove this bold guess.

As they carried each other on their backs and walked along the increasingly familiar road home, Tohsaka Rin, as usual, said nothing more. She just quietly placed her head on Mo Yi's shoulder. When they were about to return to the apartment, she spoke again:

"It's always been like this, and it seems pretty good."

"I think it will probably always be like this—"

Mo Yi smiled faintly and said:

"After all, it's much harder for you not to fight Luvia than to wait for the finale of some elementary school Shinigami."

As long as you need me or want me, I will be yours. That’s probably what it means.

"How can this be my fault——"

Toosaka Rin didn't expect that she would get such a response from the other party because she couldn't control her true feelings for a moment, so she said awkwardly:

"It's clearly Golden Drill's fault. He provokes me every day. If I keep putting up with this, how can I still be considered the elegant Tousaka Rin?"

Mo Yi smiled and said nothing more.

————————The dividing line at night——————

The night was as dark as water. Before we knew it, it was almost twelve o'clock and it was time for Panda Man to take action again.

"Tonight, Panda Man will still join the hunt."

Looking up at the scenery outside the window, Mo Yi complained with a smile.

During this period of time, Mo Yi secretly helped Miss Toosaka Rin to block countless different kinds of spying. As a master of the "attack is the best defense" school, Master Mo Yi would definitely not sit still and take the attack.

Every time he was attacked, Grandpa Mo Yi would first deal with the person who caused the trouble, and then go to the door to find the mastermind behind the scenes to have a life talk with him.

In just two weeks, almost all the big guys in the Clock Tower had a talk with Grandpa Mo Yi, and they no longer dared to make trouble.

Among them is Lanis, a guy who likes to stir up trouble.

However, under Weber's "protection to death", Grandpa Mo Yi reluctantly let the other party go, and no one still knows what dirty PY transactions took place during the period.

Anyway, a few days ago, when I was playing with Weber, I saw his face smiling like a chrysanthemum, and I knew how happy he was having recently.

After beating up all his younger brothers, there is only one big boss left in the Clock Tower, and he has not had a good communication with Grandpa Mo Yi yet.

That is the Law and Politics Department, which controls the discipline of the Clock Tower. It is led by the Barthelmero family, the most powerful family in the Clock Tower. Its current head is Barthelmero Lorelei, who is considered the "highest magician of the modern era."

In addition to being one of the twelve monarchs of the Clock Tower, Barthelmero Lorelei is also the assistant to the dean of the Clock Tower. Since the dean rarely appears, she can be regarded as the dean of the Clock Tower, the person with the most power.

It is worth mentioning that Barthelmero Lorelei is an extreme aristocrat, and believes that except for the first magician, everyone else should obey the Barthelmero family, which has the most noble bloodline.

Even other nobles were no different from commoners in front of Barthelmero Lorelei. The only thing she valued was personal talent.

As long as the talent is worthy of recognition, it doesn’t matter what the other person’s personality or bloodline is. Anyway, all bloodlines are inferior to Bartomero.

In a sense, the other party is an extreme pragmatist. Of course, when the talents are equal, the one with lower bloodline should obey the one with higher bloodline.

Speaking of strength, Barthelmero Lorelei, known as the 'highest magician of the modern era', is certainly quite capable. Not to mention that she leads an elite magic troop composed entirely of first-rate magicians, even if she is alone, she can contend with Dead Apostles of the twenty-seventh ancestor level. If she were to replace him with a Heroic Spirit, her strength would probably be inferior to that of the Golden Three, Siegfried, and Jeanne d'Arc.

In the modern era of mysterious decline, this level of combat power is already the ceiling.

After all, not everyone is the man that Alaya loves. Even if he has been idle for ten years, as long as he has a firm mind and has his own skills passed down in the future, he can punch Jin Shanshan and kick Hei Wumao.

And Mo Yi's target tonight is this woman.

After tonight, Grandpa Mo Yi will be able to successfully unlock the achievement of sweeping the clock tower. Thinking about it, he still feels a little excited.

As a qualified assassin, he naturally has to wear a mask and not let others see his appearance. This has nothing to do with whether Mo Yi is afraid of his identity being known, but a matter of emotion.

The mask that Mo Yi chose was a mask of a funny smiling cartoon panda, so after beating others, the name left behind was Panda Man.

"It's so quiet, anyone can tell there's something wrong."

Mo Yi came to Barthelmero Lorelei's residence and found that there was not even the sound of insects around. It was obvious that they were waiting for his arrival.

Because only the Barthemero family is left, all the forces in the Clock Tower have been defeated once. At this time, even the dumbest person can guess who Mo Yi's next target will be.

From the victim's confession, we know that the mysterious man who calls himself Panda Man is full of evil tastes and extremely confident. Even though he wears a mask and does not show his true face to people, when he sneaks into the victim's base camp, he always breaks out from the main door, knocks down all the magic traps and enemies, and finally appears in front of the target person with an extremely arrogant attitude.

But what makes magicians most angry and helpless is that even if you know that the other party is extremely arrogant and uses such actual behavior to mock the dignity of being a magician, you can do nothing about it. You are pressed to the ground and rubbed over and over again until you make a bunch of messed promises and are pressed to the ground and rubbed for the last time before you let them go.

It is so cruel and brutal!

Looking at the manor ahead, which seemed to have no defenses but was actually covered with all kinds of things that even a fly couldn't fly through, Mo Yi complained:

"She's really uncreative. Hasn't the experiences of other families taught her that magic traps are completely useless?"

In the words of Brother Brush, in front of me, you are like naked, without any obstruction.

Grandpa Mo Yi, wearing a funny panda mask, strolled into the manor leisurely, and those magic tricks were like barrels of explosives, about to explode.

But before it was triggered, Mo Yi pointed at the void, and an extremely tiny magic bullet flew out and hit, causing it to fail, without any accidents.

This level of difficulty didn't even give Mo Yi the chance to show off his assassin's proud gymnastics skills.

"Finally here——"

Barthemello Lorelei, who was studying magic somewhere in the manor, opened his eyes and muttered to himself in displeasure:

"How dare you actually break into Barthemelo's manor alone? You're truly arrogant."

For a magician, the difference between the power he can display in his own magic workshop and that in other places is huge.

Don't fight a magician in his magician's workshop. This is common sense known to everyone in the mysterious world.

Grandpa Mo Yi's behavior at this moment is simply the greatest insult to the magician.

He actually broke into my own magic workshop and started a Wushuang show. Is he looking down on me?!

That's right, Grandpa Mo Yi really looked down on these modern magicians. Grandpa Mo Yi really couldn't get excited about magicians who couldn't even use standard wizard skills like Falling Stars, Falling Sky, Black Hole, Supernova Explosion, Absolute Zero, and Nature's Wrath.

After breaking all the magic traps and barriers, Mo Yi stood in an open area of ​​the manor, ignoring the magician troops surrounding him with a military atmosphere, waiting for the real owner, Barthelmero Lorelei.

Because of the other party's legendary proud character, Mo Yi was not afraid that the other party would run away with his sister-in-law.

Suddenly, a magical storm like a tornado came from a distance and sprayed towards where Mo Yi was standing.

Faced with such a terrifying attack, Mo Yi naturally stayed where he was, trying to see if the opponent's attack could penetrate his armor and cause -1 damage.

Along with the magical storm came Barthelmero Lorelei.

"Boom——"

Barthelmero Lorelei looked serious as he watched the haze gradually dissipate ahead.

According to the law of smoke without trouble, Mo Yi's hair was not even messed up. He still stood there leisurely with his hands behind his back.

"I don't know how you managed to ignore such a powerful attack of pure magic, but it's no wonder you're so arrogant and don't take the Clock Tower seriously."

Barthelmero Lorelei looked more nervous than ever before, and said with a seriousness he had never seen before, even when facing Group 27:

"However, the name of Barthelmero is different from those other famous magic families that are just for show. This is not a place you can come to whenever you want."

"Ah--"

Mo Yi laughed and waved his hand to adjust the panda mask on his face, which was not crooked at all, and said with a smile:

"It's indeed a little different. Your attack just now blew my mask a little crooked."

"How about you come and be my personal hair dryer? We can negotiate the salary and other things."

happy New Year to all! !

Do it.

Although no one said it out loud, the magician team of about fifty people on the scene took action at the same time, controlling those who should control, outputting those who should output, and cursing those who should curse.

In an instant, magic tricks from almost all magic schools around the world were thrown at Grandpa Mo Yi.

Grandpa Mo Yi still kept wearing a mask and mocking Barthelmero Lorelei. He was a typical villain who died because of his talkative and rubbish behavior.

"monster--"

Although Grandpa Mo Yi seemed to have no time to react, Barthelmero Lorelei clearly observed that the other party was still not damaged under the bombardment of this magic machine gun.

Regardless of whether it was an attack, control, barrier, or curse type of magic, before it even touched the opponent's clothes more than ten centimeters away, it would be diverted directly like encountering a knife edge.

The bombing effects on the field were just the cancellation of each other between magic tricks, or the billions of special effects caused on the field. Under the exaggerated light and shadow, it could not stop Barthezmero Lorelei, and he could also see clearly the smile on Mo Yi's mouth.

He had to admit that this mysterious man wearing a panda mask was countless times more terrifying than the True Ancestor White Winged Lord, whom he had always wanted to eliminate.

The terrifying power of the Twenty-Seventh Ancestor was clearly visible and understandable, but the mysterious figure before him was so calm and composed, seemingly playful, not even serious. He displayed no abilities, simply standing there, rendering all magic ineffective.

This kind of effect only occurs when a low-level mystery meets a high-level mystery.