People are forbidden by magic, just become mercenaries

Stiyl's footsteps that he planned to move froze in place again.

To be honest, Steele would rather die than become an idiot for the rest of his life, and this information has invisibly increased the pressure on Steele.

(Although, although this information seems to make people more stressed, it is provided by Mr. Sigurd kindly, and the indifference shown does not seem to be good.)

Good boy Stiyl thought so, and then responded with a smile.

"Yes, Mr. Sigurd, knowing that this information is much less stressful."

Sigurd almost couldn't hold back his laughter when he saw Stiyl, who was obviously forced to smile, but in the end he still relied on his chewing movements to cover up his unnatural facial expression.

(This kid actually knows how to comfort people...)

Sigurd didn't know why, but for a moment he seemed to understand Vasilisa's mood when he was playing tricks on him.

Seeing Stiyl who went upstairs to collect clues in the binding room, Sigurd cut off a piece of beef on his own, and then sighed helplessly.

"I don't seem to be free here either. That bastard Laura called me at this time. Is it because when the main force of the necessary evil is going out, there will be restless mice making trouble?"

Chapter 26: The Fanatics of Aleister

The City Library in London is different from the tall and majestic National Library of England, which has merged many departments. The building itself is not magnificent. It is actually a square stone building in the style of the 20s that is very common in London. The buildings, even the tenements and student dormitories look much more stylish than that.

However, in fact, this library adopts such an appearance design to deceive people. Here, the work of searching and sealing dangerous magic books has been carried out under the public name of "collecting rare and rare books".

To put it simply, the function here is to recover the original scriptures under the Puritan sect and operate as a temporary storage point. If you want to enter the core part of it, you need a special pass issued by the Puritan sect.

Because it is disguised as a public facility, the lights will be turned off after nine o'clock in the evening.

But because the assessment is going on, Stiyl, who is here, can't turn on the lights.

A guy like Steele has already made up his mind to live in the dark world all his life, and that kind of guy who is afraid of the dark is simply not suitable for this kind of job that is often in the dark.

"The binding room should be on the third floor..."

Relying on the tiny flame between his fingers, Stiyl managed to see the approximate layout of the building on the wall of the stairwell on the first floor.

Going up the stairs, Stiyl kept observing the layout of the library on each floor through the glass doors.

"There is no sign of a trap being set up in the open area, is it temporarily released because of the assessment?"

Without thinking too much about this kind of thing, Stiyl quickly walked upstairs and went straight to the corridor on the third floor.

Solo action In the corridor at night, Steele didn't make any footsteps, because it was a late night action, so he used some special techniques to make his footsteps the smallest, or even almost none, which is a necessary evil to teach magicians the necessary skills .

Because he didn't know the specific scoring criteria for this assessment, Steele didn't dare to neglect any details.

The Church of Necessary Evil is the most elite magic unit of the British Puritans, so the requirements must be very strict.

With this in mind, Stiyl cautiously groped in the empty corridor, for fear of suddenly triggering a trap that would blow him to the sky.

After repeatedly confirming that there was no problem, Stiyl carefully unlocked the door of the library on the third floor.Since he already knew that the binding room was here, Stiyl didn't pay much attention to other places.

"Judging from the structure I saw outside just before I came in, I'm afraid there are quite a lot of dark rooms hidden in this building."

Steele roughly calculated in his mind the specifications he saw before entering the facility, and then slightly compared the layout drawings on the previous walls, and it was easy to find that quite a few of them were vacant.

"Although the entire library appears parallel at first glance, there are subtle deviations..."

Opening the door with the sign of "Idlers Stop", Stiyl looked towards the half-opened binding room that smelled of old books.

The binding room itself is not big. There is a workbench and a chair in the center of the binding room, and there is a bookshelf that occupies the entire wall on one side.

At first glance, the books on the bookshelf seem to be in disarray, but in fact, this is a measure to prevent the self-activation of the three original magic books kept here—as long as the real original is placed among the fake magic books that are similar to the original , their "self-knowledge" will be disturbed.

Although the original grimoire has the attribute of imparting its own knowledge at any cost, if artificially interferes with the original's ability to recognize itself and other things, it can determine how much knowledge the original can transmit.

So with this method, they can be controlled without any manipulation of the original scriptures.

But at this time, such a measure is just a decoration, because the most critical "object" is no longer here.

"Then let's get to work..."

Unlike Stiyl, who was trying to pass the assessment above, Sigurd continued to slice the steak leisurely.

(Oh, so that's the case. That guy Laura is calling attention to this.)

The black-brown chain blocked all of Sigurd's movements, and the chain with an obvious demonic smell was currently connected to a man's hand.

"Although I don't know who you are, but if there is no accident, you are also a magician of the Church of Necessary Evil, right?"

"What's the matter? This library is closed. If you have something to do, please come back at nine o'clock tomorrow morning."

Turning his head, Sigurd didn't have any sense of urgency from being restrained.

The other party was wearing a neat suit, and his age should be in the late 30s.

At this time, there was a team of more than 20 men in black beside him, and everyone, including the leading man, was carrying a large aluminum suitcase.

Although it is very similar to the "Mobile Holy Court" spiritually installed by Puritan magicians when they travel, Sigurd can be sure that those things are not from the hands of Puritan members.

"Don't think about making small moves. No matter how powerful a magician you are, there is no possibility of a comeback."

The man shook the magic chain in his hand.

"This is the chain that uses the 'Lord of the Flies' Beelzebub. Anyone bound by the chain will be invaded by 'unclean' power, and the polluted 'life force' cannot refine magic power."

"That's really a troublesome thing. After all, this demon seems to have no way to defend itself."

The long black hair of a woman who looked like she had been fished out of a dirty drain was the most unclean of unclean.At the same time, these sticky threads will not only cover the heart of the bound person, but also arteries, veins and even everything behind the ribs.

Just as the man said, the black unclean force was invading Sigurd's body at this time, and that viscous unclean force would contaminate the body of the intruder, making it impossible for the opponent to refine magic power.

"So, what is your purpose? To take away the three 'original books' in this library? Kindly remind you, those three books are all 'copies'."

"It doesn't matter. The purpose of our trip is only to kill you and the guy upstairs. No, maybe you don't have to die, if you are also people who have the same ideals as us."

"Can you explain why?"

Looking at the expressionless Sigurd, the man was not in a hurry to take Sigurd's life, as if he had finally found someone to confide in, the man actually started to explain.

"Do you know Aleister Crowley?"

"The magician who died in 1947 was also one of the founders of modern magic theory."

"That's right!! Edward Alexander Crowley, our great teacher! He is also a great pioneer who developed modern magic theory!!!"

The man who suddenly shouted excitedly looked at Sigurd enthusiastically, and in fact the guys behind him were the same.

(Tsk, that's the way it is...)

Seeing the other party's reaction, the matter is actually clear.

These guys are not Roman Orthodox eagle dogs, nor are they despicable traitors, they are just a group of fanatics who believe in "Edward Alexander Crowley".

Chapter 27: Special Ideals

In fact, there are such a group of people on the magic side.

They have made a certain goal as the ultimate pursuit of their life.

They use the "magic name" to engrave this goal in their hearts, and fight for it at all costs.

But suppose they were told that your dream would never come true, what would they do next?

When the "reason" represented by the magic name engraved in the heart of a magician proves to be worthless, and when the choice of a magician to embark on the road of practicing magic proves to be a big mistake, what will happen to the life of this magician? Sample?

Will he continue to stick to his ideals, ignore this so-called prophecy and continue to practice?

Or will you finally give up on the compromise and find your next life goal?

Maybe both options are right, but it's also possible that neither option is right.

However, for this man who regards Aleister Crowley as his "teacher", his choice seems to be the latter.

His reason for doing so is simple.

He tirelessly explained his ideals to others, hoping to promote magic all over the world, and many people decided to become his companions to help him accomplish this ideal of giving them new life and future.

Metaphorically speaking, this man is like the captain, and this ideal is the compass that guides the ship out of the storm.

And if one day this man loses this ideal, he and his companions will lose their way in the predicament, just like a ship lost in a storm.

However, the above two options cannot really save this man and his companions.

So he made a third choice.

This seemed to him to be nothing more than normal.

Although it is impossible to realize his ideal with his own ability, but the world is so big, there must be many magicians who have the same ideal as himself, and some of them are stronger than himself.

If he can't do it by himself, then he only needs to take a magician who is very strong in the field he specializes in as his teacher.

And the man himself only needs to be a support for these powerful people, to be a pioneer for them, so that they can find a way to realize their common ideals—in this way, he only needs to abandon his cheap self-esteem to complete the great ideals in his heart .

Moreover, even if he needs to hide his name and leave his hometown in the future, he must fulfill this ideal; even if it is only for these partners who have always supported him, he must fulfill this ideal.

In order to fulfill this ideal, he does not care about being regarded as a heretic by others.

Even if it is a heinous thing, as long as it helps to realize this ideal, this man will do it seriously.

But the man kept looking, but could not find such a magician anywhere in the world.

None of the magicians in this world can satisfy the requirements of men, so what should we do?

Yes, the man thought of the magician, the legendary magician who pioneered the modern magic theory in an era when magic was still framed on the mystery of ancient rules.

A magician named Edward Alexander Crawley became the man's hope to realize his dream.

He sincerely believed that the legendary magician named Aleister had the same skill as him, hoping that magic would become recognized by the public and appear in the ordinary world with dignity.

Rather than hiding in a dark corner, studying alone, but not being able to use strange tricks in front of ordinary people.

The man thought that if magicians have been protecting the world from strange phenomena, why can't magicians stand upright in front of the camera and announce their deeds loudly with their chests up?

The man believes that magic should become a technology recognized by the world just like science, and even the world should open a special magic school, so that all ordinary people who want to learn this magical technique have a fair competition stage.

Although it sounds very magical, it has to be mentioned that the idea of ​​a man is to some extent the same as one of the founders of the "Golden Dawn", Samuel Lynd II McQueen Mather S is consistent.

That is to change magic from a technology that only special people can master to a general skill that anyone can learn, just like getting a driver's license or other professional certificates.

"The emergence of hot weapons has further expanded the war. How far do you think it will be from World War III after magic is promoted? Britain, France, Germany, China, Russia. Do you think those magic powers will sit idly by? ?”

"Those pedantic old things deserve to die. It's because of them that this great art needs to be hidden in the dark like a manufacturing. This is obviously wrong!"