Comprehensive: Beginning with the Killer Queen

Although it is an abnormal being that goes against human nature and fundamentally distorts the way living things exist.

But most magicians don't actually dislike Dead Apostles who follow the rules.

After all, the power of the Dead Apostles is too tempting.

Simply trampling on death and getting rid of the limitation of life span is undoubtedly a special temptation for magicians who need to rely on several or even dozens of generations of inheritance to complete their research.

Among the twenty-seven existing ancestors, several were transformed from magicians.

Because of this, even though they cannot accept this strange way of living, magicians still give these living dead the title of "dead people" to distinguish them from vampires.

But Loreleija was clearly not bound by such rules.

She is still outputting unilaterally.

“Although I am not interested in how rats survive in dark corners or how corpses rot in coffins, I am not so magnanimous as to turn a blind eye when it is right in front of me.”

"Since we are all covered in human skin, we should at least behave like humans and show due respect and attitude."

"Or...if you are really so frightened that you can't move, then you should just go home so that I don't have to do it myself."

Loreleija's cold voice was like a passing chill wind, instantly extinguishing the magicians' enthusiasm that had just been ignited by the two exquisite magic eyes.

Although as the girl herself said, her purpose was not to collect trains with the magic eye, and she did not take direct action.

But now it seems that she has no intention of letting it go.

Like an approaching storm.

As long as she finds a flaw, she will quickly cut in, bite the enemy's throat, and never stop until the enemy is torn into pieces.

If we don't handle it properly, it will be unclear whether the auction can continue.

"I'm sorry I can't answer you under the circumstances today."

After a long silence, Reyandro spoke again.

"Please give us some time. The manager of this car will give you a clear answer tomorrow at the latest."

“Hmm… Yeah.”

Loreleija snorted coldly, with an unusual light in her eyes.

She still seemed a little dissatisfied with the result, but seemed to be able to accept it, so she did not continue to ask questions, but sat back.

But the extinguished atmosphere is not so easy to restore.

The meaning behind Reandros' words froze the surrounding magicians in place as if they were stared at by a petrified devil's eye.

The fear of having to witness the Rainbow Mystic Eye and the greater possibility of dying in the conflict deeply impacted everyone's heart.

For a moment, the dining car was dead silent, as if someone had pressed the mute button.

This atmosphere made Leiandro sigh secretly.

This unexpected development was completely beyond her control.

But because of the instructions from her superiors, she had to continue her duties as the auction host.

This is undoubtedly a difficult problem.

Even if this was not the fault of the Magic Eye Collection Train, customers would not care. Moreover, most of the guests who received the invitation were magicians.

This group of realists will not blame the causes at all, but will only remember the result that the organizers have no ability to resist risks and publicize it.

If they cannot come up with a satisfactory explanation, many magicians will simply leave at the end of this journey, no, in the middle of it.

So, she said as if to make amends.

"Please rest assured, even if the exception of the Rainbow-level Mystic Eyes is still unclear, our original finale product will definitely not disappoint you. That is a pair of Gem-level Mystic Eyes that have already been pre-ordered."

The rarity of the gem-grade Demon Eye instantly broke the deadlock, causing some unusual fluctuations in the silent atmosphere again.

The louder the waves, the more expensive the fish.

Although this journey is full of unstable factors such as saints, magic marshals and rainbow-level magic eyes, to be fair, the improvement in product quality is visible to the naked eye, and even a gold-level magic eye appeared on the first day.

——If you hold the attitude of quitting while you are ahead and leave with the products you bought before the unknown real Rainbow Mystic Eye appears, you may be able to get away with it safely.

Although everyone knows that the hope is slim, in the face of huge profits, magicians have always ignored risks.

Otherwise, the pursuit of roots would not be the ultimate dream of every orthodox magician.

Seeing this, Lei Andros added fuel to the fire.

"Moreover, unlike ordinary magic eyes, this pair of gem-grade magic eyes has the ability to 'see the past'."

The level of the Mystic Eye, like the rank of a magician, can only represent a certain lower limit but cannot determine the actual combat strength.

When it encounters the right user, the Noble Color Demon Eye can exert a value comparable to that of gold.

But even so, among the myriad of strange and bizarre abilities of the magic eyes, there is still a chain of contempt, and at the top of it are future vision and past vision.

After all, even if the abilities of other magic eyes cannot be replicated, most magicians can still find ways to deal with them. The simplest one is to use the magic eye to kill to suppress the effect of staring into each other.

However, this magic eye ability involving cause and effect cannot be defended against.

Because what it observes is essentially no longer the enemies within its field of vision, but the information of the world. The user is not using the Magic Eye, but using it as a medium to reproduce that information in reality.

Therefore, this kind of magic eye can often produce effects far beyond its value. For example, Theresa, the witness found by Lorelei, used the prediction of future vision to reveal information that had never been exposed by the magic eye collection train.

The ability to see the past at the gem level has probably gone beyond the scope of simply analyzing information and replaying it.

It is enough to overlap the past with the present and create some kind of 'absolute' future.

For example, you can make a cut at a certain position in advance, and then use the magic eye to reproduce the cut when the enemy overlaps with it.

Since the outcome of being slashed was a reality that was predetermined, there was no defense, whether physical or magical, and no Noble Phantasms or skills could do anything about it.

Unless one also possesses the ability to interfere with cause and effect, one will be forced to bear the consequences with one's physical body.

In terms of priority, even the mystery of the Heroic Spirit cannot compete with it.

The fourth bomb evolved from Roland's Killer Queen used such unbreakable logic that made the arrogant Gilgamesh choose to give up direct combat and look for an escape route in secret.

"Are those magic eyes of the measuring type?"

Not caring that Loreleija was still beside him, a magician soon raised his hand to ask.

"Yes, although it is only a preliminary appraisal result, the pair of demonic eyes does have the ability to make shadows that have long ended in the past emerge in the present like bubbles."

Leiandro smiled and nodded.

"The Demonic Eye of Bubble Shadow, this is the name we gave it."

After getting the confirmation result, everyone's expressions changed, but some people also noticed the details in Lei Andros' words.

"Such a valuable commodity, and this is just a preliminary appraisal?"

Olga Marie frowned her pretty eyebrows.

"Yes, although we are confident in the results of the technical appraisal, because the product has not yet been officially handed over to us, we will only acknowledge the results of the first appraisal."

Lei Andros dropped another bombshell.

"However, please rest assured that the seller is among the guests this time. We will take care of it in real time and collect it in time for secondary verification within the scheduled time to ensure that the goods are genuine."

Hearing these words, the magicians around subconsciously turned their heads and looked at the crowd.

Obviously, everyone is curious about who is the lucky person who is born with the magic eye that even monarchs desire but cannot obtain, and even Loreleija is no exception.

In a moment, the focus of the car was locked on the silent Caleb.

Many people present were frequent passengers on the train. Although the secret to getting along with others was not to delve too deeply into their backgrounds, they still had the ability to initially identify the seller.

Members of the Holy Church were too out of place for this kind of auction. A saint of Roland's status would be fine, but an ordinary agent like Caleb was really out of place.

Even though there were people in the Holy Church who used magic, apart from baptismal chants and basic magic, they had little in-depth knowledge, let alone the manipulation and control of the Mystic Eye.

Considering that he is old enough to retire in the secular world, even if he has a magic eye transplanted, he will not have the time and energy to adapt to it.

The situation is even worse. If the transplanted magic eye activates the spell without authorization, the user's vitality will be forcibly extracted, and it is possible that the user will die.

From this point of view, Caleb could only be the seller of the Demonic Eye that was gradually getting out of control.

After realizing this, many people's expressions changed and their eyes became more eager.

A high-level Mystic Eye is as mysterious as a storm. If the user is not talented enough, problems will often arise even with the magical technical assistance of the Mystic Eye Collection Train.

When introducing the Mystic Eye of Plunder before, the Mystic Eye Collection Train explicitly emphasized that two of its hosts had suffered backlash and were forced to give up the Mystic Eye when they were on the verge of death.

But Caleb, a layman who is not even a magician, can control the gem-level Mystic Eye until old age. This is enough to show that the properties of the Mystic Eye of Illusion are not only excellent, but also stable and gentle.

For the investigative magician, this is an irresistible temptation.

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If used properly, they might be able to use the ability of past vision to recreate certain lost magic, turning the magic eyes that can only be used by one generation into something that can benefit several generations.

Secretly observing the expressions of the people around him, Lei Andros breathed a sigh of relief.

Although announcing the seller and the finale product in advance goes against the style of the Magic Eye Collection Train, as long as the responsibilities can be fulfilled, the effort is worth it.

Unfortunately, despite her innocent thought of fulfilling her responsibilities, she was destined to be disappointed.

"Oh, come to think of it, there's still this matter that hasn't been dealt with yet..."

Roland pointed at the table, his face suddenly realizing.

Attracted by his voice, everyone looked over. Even Artluchi was a little surprised, wondering what her master was doing.

But Roland just turned and looked at Lei Andros.

"I am so sorry. Although the church is often unreasonable, I am now a human being of the church, so I have to save its dignity to some extent."

"Eh?"

These incoherent words made Lei Andros a little confused.

Saving the church's reputation? What does this mean?
Could it be that the other party, in the name of a saint, was forcing Caleb to buy or sell his magic eye?
But this is totally unnecessary. The reason why the Magic Eye Collection Train has such a good reputation is that it will treat customers who are willing to cooperate with it in a fair manner.

No matter how much it was sold for, it would be transferred to the seller truthfully. Roland could compete openly at the auction, since it was just a matter of reselling the property.

"You still can't understand? Anyway... Caleb."

Roland said in a deep voice, looking at Caleb beside him.

"Your Majesty."

Hearing the call, Caleb quickly stood up, walked to Roland's seat, knelt on one knee, and lowered his head slightly.

He was so agile that he didn't look like a 70-year-old man at all. Although he was not the kind of monster that could fight against Servants, he was still quite capable as an agent.

"Looked up."

Caleb, who had full trust in the saints and the church, raised his head defenselessly.

But what caught his eyes was not Roland's face, but a hand as white as jade without a single flaw.

As the distance shortened, the hand continued to grow larger in Caleb's field of vision, looking like a priest baptizing a believer.

however--

"I accept your magic eye."

There was no tenderness in the action, it could even be described as violent.

Roland poked his fingers straight into Caleb's eyes.

It went in as naturally as if it was sticking its finger into the soil; not even a drop of blood was shed in the process.

When Roland pulled his fingers out again, the two lively eyeballs had already safely slid through his fingers and into the palm of his hand.

"?!"

This sudden change frightened Olga Marie so much that she stood up and knocked over the chair next to her.

The other magicians reacted in a similar way, looking as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

However, the two people involved were unusually calm.

"Your Majesty, thank you for your help."

Even though his eyes had turned into empty holes and he was completely blind, after a few seconds, Caleb regained his calm expression.

"You have a very extraordinary willpower. Normally, if your eyes are removed like this, you would be unconscious for at least a while."

Roland raised his eyebrows, without any sense of having just plucked out someone else's eyes.

"However, I was a little surprised that the first thing he did after regaining consciousness was to say thank you. It might have been fine before, but this journey should have made you realize how precious your eyes are."

"Whether it's a treasure like this or the money it represents, it can greatly change your life. Don't you feel regretful if I take it away like this?"

"To me, these eyes are just a test from the Lord."

Caleb answered without hesitation.

"If this train wasn't the only one that could handle it properly, I would have let the church preserve it."

"…Then I just have one question."

Seeing Caleb's sincere gesture, Roland chuckled and put his hands over the old man's eyes again.

"Caleb, do you believe me?"

It was obviously just such a simple question, but Caleb, who was always decisive in both action and words, subconsciously froze in place.

To others, it is just a normal statement.

But having heard of the miracles of this living saint and having seen them with his own eyes on the other person, he could not treat them so lightly as they were a thing of the past.

“Lord…I believe.”

"Then let the works of God be manifested in you according to your faith."

Roland took his hand away and smiled.

"Open your eyes."

Caleb opened his eyes subconsciously - even though he had not sensed any light at all before he opened them.

But what was incredible was that when he opened his eyes, the vivid and clear world appeared in his vision without any barriers.

Olga Marie was dumbfounded, Loreleija squinted her eyes, and Reyandere couldn't hide her out-of-control expression even though the upper half of her face was wrapped in leather.

Will this group of non-believers understand the weight of this miracle?

With such questions in mind, Caleb belatedly realized something and looked towards the window on the side.

Then, he also froze in place.

In the bright car window, this pair of new eyes reflected the same radiance as the shape of the cross on his chest.

"Rejoice, for I bring you glorious gospel."

From his hoarse throat, Caleb uttered a voice that was not sure whether it was a prayer or a chant of reverence.

"——The gods walk among us." (End of this chapter)