People are forbidden by magic, just become mercenaries

"Since when did you have the habit of raising your hand before asking a question?"

"Mercenary, why do you feel like you know a lot of things that you shouldn't know? I mean, those 'old things' are impossible to know at your age, right? I mean, where did you come from? What about the ones who have acquired such an 'old-fashioned' golden system technique?"

"Then how do you think I know? Maybe I was the reincarnation of a magician from the 'Golden Dawn', or maybe I'm the 'Gold Remnant' who survived the 'Battle of Bryce Avenue'?"

Aleister didn't answer. After all, he could guess countless possibilities for this kind of thing, but he couldn't draw a definite conclusion.

"It's impossible, and you know that better than I do. And to be honest, I don't care about your past as a 'partner'. Strictly speaking, I don't even mind doing it if you want to. Some 'guidance,' though I don't think you need it."

"If you know it, I will mention it. Do you think I will give you face or what? Also, if you want to kill me, just say so. You 'must fail' idiot."

"That's why you are needed, Sigurd-kun, isn't it? 'Gold' that 'does not belong to gold'?"

"Yes, Mr. 'Relegated Genius'."

Sigurd let out a displeased "tsk", he was very clear about what Aleister said.

Because Aleister has a "must fail" ending, theoretically he will fail no matter what he does.

But Sigurd is not a member of the "Golden Dawn", so this problem does not exist.

This not only proves that Sigurd has no intuitive connection with the "Golden Dawn", but also what Aleister needs most now.

[The executor of this plan is not Aleister, but someone else, Aleister Crowley is just a "cooperator"]

If you interpret it from this angle, it seems that you can bypass the fate of "must fail".

To accomplish this, three prerequisites are required.

First: That person is aware of Aleister's plan, and can recognize and be trusted by Aleister.

Second: The opponent must also have sufficient strength, otherwise it is very likely that all previous efforts will be wasted.

And the third: The other party must be an "outsider" who has no connection with "Golden Dawn" and has no direct relationship with "Edward Alexander Crowley", otherwise he will not be able to escape the influence of "Doomed Failure".

And Sigurd perfectly met all the conditions.

Saying goodbye to Aleister's mansion, Sigurd looked up at the rising sun.

Sigurd hadn't slept all night because of something stupid.

Although it doesn't matter at all to this mercenary who performs all kinds of outrageous magic tasks all year round.

Sigurd's residence is the high-end apartment "familyside" in the seventh school district. If you want to go there from Aleister's mansion, compared to waiting for the bus to squeeze your head during the morning rush hour, it seems to be impossible. better choice.

And the picture moved away from the long-lost enjoyment of the mercenaries scattered in the early morning. At this time, a certain young man with a hedgehog head seemed to be in a lot of trouble.

Chapter 320 Five: Index

What to say?

To say that a person is "unlucky" is usually a mere complaint.

After all, generally speaking, no one will really say that they will be unlucky for a lifetime. Most of the "unlucky" is actually a chain reaction caused by various "mistakes" and "carelessness" of the person.

But if there is a person who has been completely abandoned by the "god", how unlucky can he be?

Perhaps, the hedgehog head watching a foreign nun introducing herself is the best answer.

I don't know why there was a sudden power outage in Academy City last night, causing him to spend the whole night in the torment of the summer heat.

After finally waiting until the power supply was fully restored at [-] or [-] o'clock, he had just enjoyed the air-conditioning for less than an hour, and was informed of the bad news because of a call from the head teacher.

【Idiot Kamijou, it’s time for tutoring~】

The lines sounded quite lively, but they gave the boy a headache.

I comforted myself that I could get through it in a week, but when I opened the refrigerator, I found that because of the long power outage last night, the spare chow mein bread and some salads in the refrigerator were all broken.

There was no way, I took out the only instant noodles from the kitchen to deal with it, but because my hands slipped when I finally tore off the lid, the whole cup of noodles was poured into the sink.

Well, then we had to go out to eat.

When the boy was looking for his wallet with a wry smile, he stepped on his bank card, and when he finally found the wallet, he was surprised to find that there was not enough money left in it to reach the tram, let alone breakfast.

The young man who emptied his brain and told himself "I'm not hungry" with mental suggestion, found that the toothpaste had bottomed out when he was brushing his teeth. It turned out the pipe was clogged.

He simply washed his face with the wet wipes left over from the restaurant before, and the boy looked at the good weather outside, so he planned to dry the quilt before going out.

So, things became like this.

"Well, I don't care if your name is Index or 'Directory'. Can you explain a little bit about why you're on my balcony?"

"I don't want to trouble you, but for some reason, when I jumped from one building to another, I was hungry and had no strength, so I fell here."

The boy named Kamijou Touma looked at the ceiling.

This is a small corner of cheap student dormitories, and the eight-story dormitories that look exactly the same are neatly arranged.

Just by looking at the balcony, you can tell that the distance between the buildings is less than two meters.

It is indeed not impossible to fall from that roof to this roof in a run-up and long jump.

No, strictly speaking, Kamijou-san felt that he could jump over without too much effort after measuring it with the naked eye.

But can I say it myself, the question now should be...

"No, wait a minute. Did you speak a foreign language or I can't understand Japanese? Did you fall while jumping from one building to another? That's eight stories high? If it wasn't hanging on Falling directly from the balcony, wouldn’t that be the same as committing suicide?”

"Yes, people who commit suicide are not even allowed to have a grave. But there is no way. At that time, I had to do this if I wanted to escape."

The girl named Index gave such a detached answer.

Kamijou Touma is not an expert in occultism, nor does he have any understanding of religion, so he doesn't have any real feeling for the sentence "those who commit suicide cannot even have a grave".

However, the part "I can only do this if I want to escape for my life" actually understands what it means.

Kamijou couldn't help frowning upon hearing this word full of danger.

"You said 'escape' right? I shouldn't have any terrible auditory hallucinations because of being too hungry, right?"

"Well, I'm being hunted. In fact I think it's a team of two or three weaving professionals."

The rather serious nod made Kamijou Touma even more confused.

"Assassin Group?"

"Well...it depends on how you understand it. The general perception of 'killer' should refer to a person who conducts assassination activities for certain interests and kills people. If you understand it this way, then it is almost the same of."

"but why?"

Kamijou Touma's brain was a little confused, and he even forgot that he had to go to tutoring for this matter.

"Originally, I wanted to jump over the building, but I was hit in the back halfway, so I fell on your balcony. I'm really sorry."

"Shot in the back? Is that okay?"

"Huh? Ah... don't worry about my injuries, this dress has the effect of 'defense barrier'."

Kamijou Touma didn't understand the meaning of "defense barrier" at all, and after he probably replaced it with "bullet armor" to understand, he became even more confused.

"So, who are the people chasing you? What is their purpose? You... are just a nun?"

"Actually, I don't know either. Maybe it's the 'Rose Cross' or the 'Golden Dawn'? After all, those people's 'spells' do have obvious characteristics that only the 'Golden Dawn' possesses. Moreover, although you can guess Those organizations, but I don't know the names of those people...and the names don't mean anything to them."

Rosicrucian?

golden dawn?

organization?

Kamijou Touma can understand every single Japanese, but for some reason, it feels like he doesn't know Japanese at all when combined.

Unlike Kamijou Touma who was completely confused, as the target of being chased, Index herself was very calm, as if she was used to it.

"Although there is nothing inherently wrong with saying 'killer group', they are strictly a 'magic association'."

"Magic what?"

"Huh? Uh... Excuse me, is my Japanese weird? I mean magic! magiccabal!"

I couldn't understand it in Japanese, but Kamijou Touma's brain crashed immediately when he switched to English.

An English idiot who has been certified by English teachers from elementary school to high school as "You will be locked in the country for the rest of your life!", he is completely confused.

"What the hell is that? You're talking about that mysterious new religion, an organization that uses the teaching that 'people who don't believe in the ancestors will be condemned by the gods', let others take strange medicine and then brainwash them?"

"It's not that kind of weird organization. I'm a nun from the Puritan Church!!!"

Looking at the girl who was arguing desperately, Kamijou Touma finally extracted the only valuable information so far.

"That means you're British, right?"

"Yes. I will come to Japan this time because I have been hunted down, so I plan to come to Academy City to find a 'mercenary' and ask him to help."

Here we go again, even more magical terms appear.

The time has passed 07:30, which means that even if Kamijou Touma leaves now, he will definitely be late.

But now Kamijou Touma, whose brain is confused, has completely forgotten about the "tutoring" thing.

Chapter 320 Six: "Good Gold" Mr. Mercenary?

Since "mercenaries" were mentioned, the first reaction must be veterans of the special forces, or existences like vicious muscular men.

But in Kamijou Touma's memory, the one who can be said to be the most suitable seems to be such an existence among the security guards of Academy City.

But Kamijou Touma also knew that any adult who entered Academy City to work would have to go through a very strict review before he could pass.

In other words, if it is a guy with a dirty background like a mercenary, he will definitely not be allowed to enter Academy City.

As for Kamijou Touma who is hiding something, he doesn't think about it at all. After all, in the world of science, Academy City is the most cutting-edge existence. If there is any way to hide from the scientific eyeliners all over the world in this era of big data communication, then The problem is not just as simple as a mercenary.

"You just said 'mercenaries'? Why are such people in Academy City?"

"?"

Index didn't seem to understand Kamijou Touma's meaning.

Kamijou Touma also seemed to notice that his question seemed unclear, so he added.

"I mean, if it's a 'mercenary' who needs to take on missions frequently, or even have to contact the employer, wouldn't it be more convenient to be in the outside world? After all, going in and out of Academy City is very troublesome, right?"

"Actually, I don't know very well, but which 'mercenary' has considerable popularity in the UK. As far as I know, London alone has 'Crimson Sunshine (Dawn Morning Light)', 'Dark Dawn' and The three large magic associations of 'Galaxy Traveler' have close ties with him."