Chapter 69 Headless Murder
The conversation between Li Xiang and Louis was very pleasant.

He is a very chatty Frenchman.

It's just that the name is a little bit bad.

When Ka Xiu stepped onto the podium, their chat stopped in time.

Today's lesson is "History of Mythology".

"As a magician, we cannot simply regard myths as myths, because we understand that gods once existed, and myths are their records..."

Kaxiu's voice echoed clearly in the corner of the classroom.

It is comparable to the teachers in high school with bees hanging from their waists.

"The significance of our study of mythology is to find the relics they left behind."

After a pause, Kaxiu said, "If one day you find something, contact the teacher of the ore department in time, and you will get an unimaginable reward at that time."

The more Li Xiang listened, the more he felt something was wrong.

Isn't this tomb robbery?
It's just that the object is a god.

But are you sure you won't get their attention?
Li Xiang remembered that some of the gods in Xingyue's world view returned to nature, and some were alive.

But they are no longer in this doomed world, but the seat of God in a higher dimension.

It is impossible to come back, but it is quite simple to influence the Seat of Heroes and create a clone of a servant.

Maybe someday the Holy Grail Wars will become extremely frequent.

It's like the timeline of Fate/Apocrypha.

Li Xiang suddenly thought of the Prayer Society.

Most of them were from the spirit department.

Summoners are no strangers to them.

Could it be that the Prayer Society wants to summon a god clone?
And he himself is the descending flesh?
After class, Li bid farewell to Louis and met Astarte at the door of the academic building.

She was on the phone: "A useless person is worthless... No, I'm just adding tension to you."

After listening to a few sentences, Li Xiang felt that she was a little different from her usual self.

Appeared more ruthless.

"How about it?"

Astarte put away Noaki and asked.

"not bad."

Li Xiang remembered something and asked, "Sister, is there a shooting club nearby?"

"You want to learn how to shoot?"

Astarte was a little surprised, "You should know that magicians hate guns, right?"

"know."

This taboo was mentioned in the textbook of all basic subjects that Astarte gave to Li Xiang.

Magicians call themselves aristocrats, and all of them are antiques.

Nothing modern is accepted.

Such as machinery, mobile phones, computers, etc.

Only a few magicians of the younger generation are not so resistant.

"I want to use it for self-defense."

Li Xiang talked about his reasons, "There is nothing to worry about inside the clock tower, but outside, it will be safer to have a gun."

Any traverser who has seen Emiya Kiritsugu's performance will not dismiss firearms.

After all, he killed a monarch.

Poor Kenneth.

Sir, times have changed.

The decline of mystery is accompanied by the rise of technology.

But he also understood the attitude of the Magic Association.

Before it is not strong enough, you can only play with guns secretly under the covers.

"follow me."

Astarte quickly sat in the driver's seat of the Rolls-Royce.

Li Xiang nodded.

They soon came to a shooting club called Black Rose.

After Li Xiang communicated with the boss, he got an automatic pistol.

Commonly known in Britain as the Browning M1935 Hi-Power.

Li Xiang remembers that in "Detective Conan", the vodka of the members of the black organization is the favorite gun.

He gripped the pistol.

A strong sense of familiarity struck.

Like he's touched it a million times before.

The boss was about to explain the basic movements when he saw Li Xiang shoot at a target ten meters away.

Thirteen bullets were quickly fired.

"Oh, incredible! They all hit the bull's-eye!"

The boss couldn't help but raised his thumb and said, "You don't need to practice with us at your level."

Astarte also glanced at him.

"What, I'm pretty accurate."

Li Xiang showed a surprised expression at the right time, and said, "It seems that my talent is pretty good."

Later, with Astati paying for it, he bought the automatic pistol.

The peaceful life passed quickly.

Li Xiang spent a very fulfilling study life in the Mining Department.

I also met some classmates.

But most relationships are shallow.

"Li Xiang, are you interested in joining the club?"

After class, Louis said, "Soon there will be club enrollment activities, because except for special enrollment and transfer students like you, all students in the basic subjects will officially graduate and choose to join the remaining eleven subjects."

"Why not recruit them after they've entered the clock tower?"

"Because many clubs belong exclusively to a certain discipline and do not accept students from other disciplines."

"I'm not interested."

Li Xiang shook his head and said.

"Then you'll be missing something very interesting."

Louis put his right arm on Li Xiang's shoulder and asked in a low voice, "Do you know the Witch Society?"

Witchology is one of the botanical magic systems, and is very good at making potions.

"Is there anything special?"

Li Xiang was puzzled.

He didn't want to follow Xiao Yan's example as a pharmacist.

"Witch, seeing these two words can spark a fire."

There seemed to be a yellow light in Louis's eyes, and he said excitedly, "I heard that the founder of the plant family is a real witch, similar to the existence of elves, and their charm is beyond your imagination."

"..."

Li Xiang couldn't help being speechless.

At this time, should he say the famous words of a certain traveler emperor, the taste of a witch is really good.

"If you're lucky enough to go to Miss Lydal's concert, you'll know what I'm saying is true."

"A concert? Can a magician hold a concert?"

"Why not? That's May Lidal Archelot, the world's number one idol recognized by the Magic Association, and the first witch in history with over [-] million fans!"

"..."

Li Xiang recalled it carefully, but he didn't have any impression.

But he had no interest in idols, so he chose to refuse.

Louis suddenly showed an expression of 'what kind of man are you'.

Li Xiang just thinks magic is more interesting.

And his teacher is a witch, a veritable witch.

After all, she is not a human being.

"If you have time, take me to get the magician's costume."

Li Xiang remembered that Kaxiu told him that his magic robe had been made and he could pick it up at any time.

"Let's go, but I advise you not to expect anything from it."

As Louis walked, he complained, "I thought it would be a magic dress, but it's just plain clothes."

Li Xiang lost his sense of expectation when he heard this.

He really thought it was a magic dress before.

That is, special magician equipment.

After being checked by the goalkeeper, Li Xiang and Louis entered a warehouse.

Very large, filled with densely packed shelves.

Louis had already had an experience, and quickly found the location where the ore department belonged.

Li Xiang raised his head to check his name.

At this moment, the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground sounded.

He turned his head and saw the headless Louis and the head on the ground.

(End of this chapter)

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