People are forbidden by magic, just become mercenaries

The woman who noticed Sigurd's movement didn't say much, and casually pointed to the passage behind her.

"Is there anything else? Like an experimental body?"

"It's none of your business, is it?"

"Just kidding, we, as the 'Annihilating Hakusho' under the Russian adult religion, our fundamental accusation is to eliminate things that 'should not exist'. Since they are conducting research on 'artificial Valkyrie', then I think... ..."

"As I said, they failed. The only achievement was to build the Nordic 'World Tree' based on the 'Kabbalistic Tree of Life'. The two things with different 'roots' finally collapsed."

Sigurd threw the crushed helmet fragment to the opponent.

The sect woman looked at the fragments of her palm, on which the marks of the Nordic goddess Freya and the angel Michael could indeed be seen.

"It looks like a fierce battle, doesn't it?"

"You can imagine me escaping death if you like."

The woman did not continue to ask for details, but planned to bypass Sigurd and Silvia and lead the members of "Annihilating Hakusho" deep into the temple.

"Those guys are the guys who brought the Norse gods into the 'mass point' to interpret the 'Kabbalistic Tree of Life', and reconstructed the 'world tree belonging to them' based on the theory. If you don't understand what I'm saying, then my The suggestion is to wait for that guy Vasilisa to come before going down, I don’t have time to clear mines for you.”

"Please don't worry, we are also professionals in this area."

"This sentence doesn't have any credibility when you say it from the mouth of an expert in sex magic. Compared with these, study 'ancient witches put special ointment on brooms, and then rode on them without underwear'" Is that your area of ​​expertise?"

It’s a joke, but these are the elite magicians of the Russian adult religion "annihilating Baishu", so there is probably no need to worry about them being overshadowed by hidden agencies.

Looking at the members of "Annihilating Hakusho" who went deep into the temple, Sigurd looked back at the direction where the girls were taken away.

"Come on, there's only so much we can do."

Sylvia sighed helplessly, and gained a new understanding of this mercenary.

"So, welcome to the 'other world (magical side)', tragic girls."

Chapter 24: Deputy Examiner of Necessary Evil

"So I said, why are we eating this unhealthy fast food on the streets of London?"

"I can't help it. Even the maids of the royal family need to come back to 'report' regularly. What can I do about routine matters?"

"So! What does it have to do with me that you are going back to London to give a report? Laura, that bastard, does she think I don't have jet lag when flying all over the world?"

Sitting in a roadside fast food restaurant, Sigurd was dragged back to London because Sylvia was recalled from the UK.

Obviously, Silvia's routine assessment as a royal maid has nothing to do with Sigurd himself, but Laura entrusted her to come to London to accept a special commission.

"The newcomer assessment of the Church of Necessary Evil. Where are the members of the Church of Necessary Evil? They want me, a mercenary who doesn't belong to the UK, to be the examiner?"

"I heard that there was some trouble in Northern Europe recently, and I heard that it was quite violent. The elites of the Church of Necessary Evil have been dispatched. And some time ago, I heard that there was an association in the UK to make trouble, 'Necessary The Evil Church' also lost some personnel."

The "Church of Necessary Evil" is an expert in combating magicians, but even any expert will fail sometimes.Therefore, even elite institutions such as the "Church of Necessary Evil", "Annihilating Hakusho" and the "Thirteen Knights" will often suffer personnel losses.

So, what to do when there is a loss of personnel?

"Replenishment of personnel is also quite a matter of tension, but as the archbishop, Ms. Laura can't get away. As for the bishops of Canterbury, they have always been hostile to St. George's Cathedral, and they are required to supervise the assessment of necessary evil. ,how could it be possible?"

Throwing the unhealthy French fries into her mouth, Sylvia continued.

"And the assessment of the Church of Necessary Evil is very simple. It's nothing more than taking the candidate to the underground trial ground in London. You don't even have to worry about him. It's normal to die in the assessment."

"According to the consistent style of their Church of Necessary Evil, it is impossible for the same monotonous traps to appear here. There will definitely be a large number of traps of various types here, including both magical traps and non-magic traps."

"I heard that a few years ago, a magician's assessment was in the deep sea of ​​the Arctic Ocean, and a submarine covered with explosives was surfaced. I heard that it was almost blown to pieces."

Throwing the chicken nuggets in front of him into his mouth, Sigurd said casually.

"Looking at those 'new recruits' rampaging in that kind of proving ground that kills people everywhere, the blood pressure is straight up, okay? By the way, what if they detonate some strange traps?"

"Ah, you don't need to worry about this. London was the first city in the world to open a subway tunnel. When designing it back then, it took the earthquake resistance level into consideration. London's subway tunnels are layered and intertwined. This means that a simple explosion once or twice will not crack the ground."

"That's not what I meant..."

The time jumps to seven o'clock in the afternoon.

The sky above the streets of London is already full of stars, and the air outside feels a little cold.

Unlike Japan or China, at this time, shops selling tourist souvenirs are already guarded by General Tie, as if they don't care whether tourists will come to buy things.And those well-dressed business people are also hurrying out of the bar now, going their separate ways.

The United Kingdom has one of the world's largest stock exchanges, but it uses its own unique currency, the pound, instead of the euro, as its economic lifeline, and maintains a delicate balance with other European countries.

And the streets and alleys in London still seem to be the same as those in the heyday of the British Empire. After all, people who see the red brick houses and stone roads that have not changed all year round can easily think so.

But now, with the popularization of broadband networks as dense as spider webs, stock transactions can be completed within one ten-thousandth of a second with the help of computers instead of going to the stock exchange.

The advancement of technology has also brought side effects, that is, there are now more surveillance cameras installed in London than in New York.

Unlike the high-tech Academy City and the religious Rome and the Vatican, London has a unique and special landscape—both the colorful modern technology and the little-known "secrets" hidden in the dark.

But at this time...

Where the well-dressed "successful people" who spend money to get drunk on a busy day don't notice, when these people walk on the street with a relaxed face, there is a group of people called "magicians" who are just like them living.

These magicians may take the same subway with them, maybe they are eating at the table next to them, maybe they just walked past them, maybe there is a magician in the capital of the magic country in ten people. It's normal.

"Very good, very good. Good evening, candidate."

In the hall of the municipal library, Sigurd had already arrived here early, because Sylvia was going to participate in various weird research projects, so Sigurd had to solve the dinner by himself.

The current mercenary is using a silver knife and fork to deal with the steak that he didn't know where he brought in. Sigurd used a silver knife to spread the black pepper sauce on the steak, while using a very leisurely tone. Said.

"You are the candidate this time, right?"

"Yes."

Sigurd raised his eyes slightly, and saw the red-haired boy standing at the main entrance of the hall holding a large stack of documents cautiously.

The height is slightly shorter than Sigurd, but it also looks 1.6 meters, about seven or so.

The fiery red hair was undoubtedly dyed the day after tomorrow. According to the habits of magicians in this country, this young man should be a good hand at using fire magic.

In Sigurd's opinion, the black priest's suit is a bit too exaggerated, but some of the decorations do have magical meanings, so it doesn't seem to be added purely to highlight individuality.

After seeing the "No Smoking" sign in the library, he immediately extinguished the cigarette in his mouth, so it can be seen that he is also an educated magician.

There is nothing wrong with the boy as a whole, but if he insists that there is something wrong...

"Nine years old..."

The action of holding the knife in his mouth is quite dangerous, but Sigurd is now focusing all his attention on the information, the information on the "boy" in front of him.

Yes, this "boy" who looked about the same size as Sigurd was actually a "kid" who was only nine years old.

Stiyl Magnus, that's his name...

Chapter 25: Three "Original Codes"

Stiyl Magnus, age nine.

He is good at rune magic and witch's execution method, and has mastered the existing 24 runes at the age of nine.

Magic name: Here is the reason why I am the strongest (fortis931)

ps: I am not good at team battles, and I am worried that the flame magic will affect my companions. After joining the Church of Necessary Evil, I hope to be able to act alone, or the companions belong to the rear support.

Sigurd had already seen this document several times, but he was still stunned for a while after seeing him.

"So, you're ready for your first test, right?"

"Of course. Well, how many assessments do you need to pass in total? Er..."

Stiyl doesn't seem to know what to call Sigurd. Although Sigurd seems to be only a 15-year-old boy, it is absolutely impossible for a magician who can serve as the newcomer examiner of the Church of Necessary Evil As an ordinary person, even a 15-year-old may be a ruthless character with more than three digits in single-player crusade.

Secondly, even if the other party is just an ordinary magician, he is still older than the nine-year-old rookie magician Stiyl, so he is a senior magician no matter what.

Thirdly, Steele is now a trainee priest, and although he has shown signs of smoking addiction at a young age, as a pure Englishman, he still cares about the basic etiquette.

"You have a total of three assessments. Sigurd, you can call me like that. Don't add some weird honorifics, such as senior, lord, sir, it really sounds disgusting."

"Sigurd...you, you are the one who single-handedly blocked the pursuit of the Russian Orthodox Knights, and even knocked down almost the entire 'Annihilating Hakusho' on the border between Russia and Mongolia, and saved Zodiac The mercenary from the brigade?"

"..."

Yes, although the results of the third princess rescue battle and so on are all classified information, Sigurd has been active on the "magic side" for almost ten years as a mercenary. There are two legendary battles known by ordinary magicians.

One is the "Astrology Brigade Rescue Battle" that took place on the border of the adult religion in Russia, and the other is the "Battle of Annihilation of the Knights of Orleans" that made Sigurd both loved and hated by the French.

Both are hell battlefields that are not inferior to the third princess rescue battle, but this hell is largely about the situation of the enemy, not Sigurd himself.

"No, I didn't expect Mr. Sigurd to be a magician of the Church of Necessary Evil!!!"

Looking at Stiyl who looked at him like a little fanboy, Sigurd always had an indescribably weird feeling.

"No, I'm not a Puritan magician, and I'm not even British. I'm your examiner this time only because the Church of Necessary Evil has been too busy recently, and I really can't spare any manpower. I happen to be in London again, so It was caught by that bastard Laura."

It seemed that he didn't want to continue discussing his own affairs, so Sigurd directly threw a note to Stiyl.

"There are three 'Original Books' hidden in this library. Your first assessment is to find and put them back in their original place, and ensure the successful operation of the hindering spell."

Stiyl caught the note Sigurd threw to him in a panic, and saw three book titles written on it.

The Great Key of Solomon, the Necronomicon, and the Book of Sacred Magic of the Sorcerer Abramaulin.

"Originally these three books were placed in the binding room, but they have been removed now. In other words, the 'self-awareness' of the three magic books has been activated."

"..."

Stiyl was dumbfounded. Although as a magician, he is not completely incapable of accessing magic books, but magic books have the attribute of "transmitting one's own knowledge at all costs", that is to say, if the magic book's "self-knowledge" "Keep active, then the magician who is close may be controlled by the magic book's own defense, so as to see the contents.

And the toxin of the "Original Code" is enough to instantly burn out Stiyl's brain, so searching for the magic book in an activated state by a single person, even as a full-fledged member of the "Church of Necessary Evil", requires three or more people to do the job at the same time. .

"Don't worry, the matching between these three books and you is pitifully low. They don't like yours, as long as you don't 'accidentally' read them, you'll be fine. As for how to control them, I can tell you this method. "

Sigurd pointed to a room behind him with a silver fork with beef stuck in it.

"There are more than twenty 'pseudo-magic books' in the binding room. Inserting those activated 'original books' according to specific rules can suppress their 'self-recognition'. The bookshelf number and the specific position number are The second test is the password to open the gate."

Stiyl was a little more relaxed when he heard this. After all, as a professional magician, he didn't know how to deal with the original scriptures.Although the whole process sounds a little dangerous, as long as the protection is done well, the three scriptures will not take the initiative to launch attacks.

"By the way, let me tell you something that I only discovered after I came here."

"intelligence?"

"Those three books are all 'copies', neither "The Great Key of Solomon" nor "The Book of Sacred Magic of the Magician Abra Morim" were directly translated by Mathers, the founder of the "Golden Dawn". Therefore, the 'toxin' is not fatal, at most it will become an idiot, and it will not die anyway."