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Chapter 10 Heroic Spirit Summoning Night
"Student Weber, follow me. Even if the other party is an ordinary person without magic power, you need to be cautious."

Ai Luo took off the ring on her finger, and the gray half-fingered glove dress glowed, and then disappeared.

This formal dress made by Gem Weng himself is extremely powerful, in order to prevent him from being unable to control it, he specially set up a seal.

The basis of the seal is the ring, and after taking it off, all the abilities of the dress can be used.

"The layout of the idler's dispersal technique is complete, let's go."

After getting ready for the magician's battle, Ai Luo raised his head and walked towards the unfinished building.

Wei Bo followed behind with a look of fear on his face. This place always gave him a gloomy feeling, and he felt his heart tremble.

"Spirit Spear · Liberation Level 10%."

A gorgeous blue and silver-white long spear slowly emerged from the side, the whole body is made of spirit particles, 2.1 meters in length, and the handle of the gun is shining with seven colors of light.

Several blue lines spread up from the neck, and finally stopped at the chin.

"This is……"

"Don't worry, although I have only completed one-tenth of the trick I created, fortunately, it won't get out of control."

Feeling the magic power surging in his body, Ai Luo twisted his neck to adapt.

This is developed based on the material magic inherited from the family and his own spiritual enlightenment magic. The spiritual gun can freely switch between the material and the spiritual form.

At the same time, this is also the only move that Ai Luo currently has the ability to attack. Other magic is mainly based on assistance, treatment, and control, and its lethality is limited.

In the depths of the unfinished building, the light from the spirit gun dispelled the surrounding darkness, and the ground was covered with dragging marks and a lot of blood.

"Yeah, why did I accidentally get discovered by two little mice~ It seems to be my dereliction of duty!"

In the darkness, the young man's voice came slowly, but it revealed helplessness and annoyance.

"Ryunosuke Yusheng, is this the first time you have tried to describe the art?"

Ai Luo turned his head and looked to the side, only to see an orange-haired man in a purple jacket and jeans approaching the two of them with an annoyed expression on his face.

"Huh? How did you know about this...Let me think about it, it should be the third time!" Yusheng Ryunosuke was stopped by the question, and he tilted his head after thinking carefully and replied.

"Really, it seems that I came early..."

Ai Luo recalled carefully in his heart that Ryunosuke Yusheng should have summoned Gilder Ray on the fourth attempt.

And the stigmata also appeared at that time, that is to say, Ryunosuke Yusheng in front of him has not yet obtained a seat at this moment.

Before Yusheng Ryunosuke could react, the spiritual spear pierced through his body instantly at an extremely fast speed.

A feeling of powerlessness flooded my body, and the severe pain was accompanied by joy from the depths of my soul.

"So... this is... the most beautiful art!"

Looking down at his disappearing stomach, where blood and broken organs were scattered all over the place, Ryunosuke Yusheng smiled in satisfaction.

With a horrified expression on Weber's face, he smeared blood on his face, forming a strange pattern, and finally fell heavily on the ground.

"Damn."

With a dark spit, Ai Luo withdrew his spirit gun, and the lines on his face and neck also faded away.

He wasn't sure if he could get the stigmata, if he couldn't, he could only try to summon it forcibly tonight.

"What's the matter? Are you scared? The magician's world is full of deceit and cruelty."

Looking back at Weber who was staying where he was, Ai Luo also joked with a smile.

"No, it's just that at your age, you are already indifferent to killing people?" Weber asked with a slightly trembling voice, wiping the cold sweat off his brow.

"Not really. After all, I was raised as a Patriarch when I was four years old. It took about two years from touching corpses to killing people with my own hands."

Ai Luo put his fingertips against his chin and recalled that the condemned prisoner seemed to be so frightened that he knelt on the ground and peed his pants.

But it doesn't matter anymore, after knowing that the world is full of dangers, Ai Luo has already made such plans.

"I really can't understand you big families!"

Weber said with emotion, he was glad that he and Ai Luo were friends, not enemies.

During the chat, the atmosphere returned to the beginning, as if nothing had happened.

……

In Ai Luo's house.

Based on the theory that knowledge is paramount, Ai Luo asked Weber to carry out daily practice with him.

That is...reading!
This also caused Weber to put his head on the table with a look of lovelessness, and fell asleep soundly.

"Since I don't have the holy relics, stigmata, or materials needed for the summoning ceremony, I might as well do a forced summoning!"

After consulting the books he brought, Ai Luo stepped on the chair with endless confidence in his heart.

Yusheng Ryunosuke didn't have anything, and a forced summon came, so he should be fine!
If he succeeds, his name will definitely appear in tomorrow's Clock Tower Daily!

"No, since Weber can summon the King of Conquerors by using other materials to describe the magic circle, then maybe I can find a substitute."

"For holy relics, use items full of magic power, use alchemy solutions for summoning magic circles, and command spells... just don't use them!"

After writing down what he lacked on the paper, Ai Luo looked at the watercolor pen in his hand with a trace of embarrassment on his face.

If this is exposed, he will definitely die on the spot!

However, in order to pursue the knowledge of the Age of Gods, Ai Luo decided to do it. Compared with the benefits of gambling success, losing face is nothing.

Seeing Weber sleeping soundly, Ai Luo yawned and covered his face with a book, and fell asleep together.

"It's over, it's over, I accidentally overslept!"

In a trance, the sound of glass breaking and Weber's broken thoughts woke up Ai Luo.

"What happened?" Looking at the broken cup on the ground and the anxious Weber, Ai Luo thought it was Professor Tokiomi who was next door calling.

"It's already ten o'clock, and we haven't set off yet, so there must be too little time!"

Weber anxiously explained, then picked up the coat and the holy relic needed for summoning, and ran out.

"Wait for me, there's still time! I have a car!" Ai Luo hurriedly dissuaded Weber, took out his mobile phone and made a call.

Five minutes later, a luxurious sports car stopped in front of the house, and a man in a suit stepped out from the driver's seat.

"XX rents a car, at your service!"

Weber, who was not aware of the vehicle at all, shed a line of sad tears.

"I subscribed to their SVIP service." When passing by Weber, Ai Luo left another extremely heart-wrenching words.

"I hate rich people!"

The heartbroken teenager roared unwillingly.

However, in order to catch up with the correct time, Weber still got into the car and told the driver the destination.

Ai Luo looked up at the street scene flashing by outside the car window, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

At the same time, the Matou family, the Tohsaka house, and the Einzbern family are also preparing their respective heroic spirit summoning ceremonies.

(End of this chapter)