New Show Time

Just like her magic dress 'Yade' and treasure (Rhongomyniad, the Spear of the Farthest Shining) never actively mentioned to people, just like the magic that the other party just released to disintegrate spirit bodies did not explain it.

"You should put your trust in me!" said Weston, regardless of Gray's refusal.

He stretched out his hand, and the hood came off in one go.Gray's hairs immediately stood on end, and her extreme fear made her jump back a few steps.

"There's a ghost behind you!" Weston pointed behind Gray.Gray's body froze immediately, and all the thoughts of releasing the magic dress in his right hand were suddenly occupied by ghosts.And taking advantage of this brief gap, Weston stepped on a "Wind Breath" magic, and came to Gray in a flash.Weston grabbed the high bristling silver hair and pulled it out.

Gray only felt a brief sting from the top of his head, and covered his head!

The anger just arose, but I saw the other party holding one of her hair with a smile, oh no, it was a bunch of hair, and his expression became stunned.

"It seems that this is not the main body!" Weston touched the hair in his hand, feeling the faint flow of magic power.

Gray's face was flushed with anger, and the other party's words of 'there is a ghost' turned out to be a lie.

"You..." If you want to vent your anger, it's best to release the magic dress and use a big hammer to smash this guy out of the clock tower.

In the end——she still thought of the fact that she pushed the other party into the water when she didn't want to go, and all the dissatisfaction disappeared.

Yes, she was just a despicable person who stole peace, but all of this was passed on to the other party.

Gray complexly stared at Weston: "I know you really don't want to go to this instruction, and it's my fault for recommending you to the teacher. However, I don't want to say my apology this time."

"what?"

"So when you come back, I will apologize to you again!"

It was as if the lingering sound of "go back to my hometown to get married after this battle" lingered in Weston's ears, and the girl disappeared after she finished speaking.Weston stared at the distant afterimage of the other party, speechless for a while.

This tall death flag...

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The next morning.

The early sun shone high from outside the dormitory, and there was already a knock on Weston's door.

The one who came in was a black-haired man with blue pupils in a white suit, about thirty-five years old in appearance, and claimed to be the commander of the fifty-man "hunting force".

His real name is Klute El-Melloi Anderson, and it should be known from his name that at least he will not secretly entrap Weston's classmates. His surname is not a "relative" from Weston's understanding. One of the top twenty' big bosses, he himself was very enthusiastic when he saw Weston.

"Get ready to pack up, we're going to the station soon." Klute shook his white gloves.

Even though he said that, he didn't seem to have the intention of going out!

Weston asked curiously: "It seems that Your Excellency Captain has something to explain."

"Actually, it's something that Her Majesty El-Melloi II wants me to convey to you." Klute looked at Weston with a hint of envy.It is already an exception that a magician with mild autism like Gray can be accepted as a disciple by the second emperor.Unexpectedly, I recently heard that their school has recruited a genius. It is said that he is the same type of 'education' as the second generation, and even better.

For this, Klute is not jealous, just pure envy and joy.As the so-called power grows, the resources of members staying in its system will also be divided more, and more such as disciples and relatives will be divided.

Just like this time, ordinary people will not be treated so preferentially.

"What the monarch wants me to tell you is that you don't have to choose to attack together when the large army is attacking. Your task this time is simply to eliminate the obstacles of the magic trap that we are hindered by." Klute said.

"Oh? I don't have to fight?"

Klute really wanted to say that a rookie like you who has never even experienced actual combat is just a child wielding a big sword even if you have a magic dress, but he didn't hit Weston. Instead, he put it another way: "The Association of Magic Although the magicians dispatched this time can sense magic power, magic traps and the like cannot be deciphered, so you need your magic eyes to detect traps on the road and decipher the means of enemy magicians. This time we will wipe out Yogdomire Nia family. You don't need to fight, you just need to protect yourself."

"Heh..." He probably understood what the other party meant.

It simply means 'You can just use an auxiliary to follow the output, we don't need you to deal damage'

"How many people like me are there?"

"Two or three, El-Melloi chose you, and the Barthel-Melloi school also has one. The rest are magicians like us who have all received the 'hunting' characteristic. But there is one thing you probably don't know. Although they are all affiliated to the Magic Association, apart from those in our clock tower, there are also magicians outside." Klute said.

Weston nodded understandingly.

Sure enough, it was gold-plated...Weston secretly sighed.

The scale of this operation is almost understood.

To use the memory in my mind to describe it, dozens of elite employees of the world's strongest company (Magic Association) took three direct interns under the top management to swallow up a small company called Ugdomirenia.

It seems that Ugdomirenia is already a certainty, but for the "total annihilation" spoken by His Excellency the captain, as if it is a matter of course, Weston feels that the future is somewhat uncertain.

In any case, the Yogdomirenia clan who suddenly announced their defection from the Magic Association, holding the Holy Grail in their hands, does not look like a fool.

"Your Excellency Captain, are you confident?" Weston asked tentatively.

"Half and half! The other party must have a hole card. At least an old monster like Danik, the head of their clan, at least cannot be wiped out by one person!"

That being said, Weston was in a better mood.At least the behemoth of the Magic Association is not necessarily a self-important generation.

Half an hour later, the door of the dormitory was closed, and the second king and Gray also came to Weston's door.

Klute's expression was slightly embarrassed: "Okay, I've explained everything to you. Go to London Station in an hour! I think you still have something to say, so I'll go first."

Kroot bowed cautiously to II and left.

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After the people left, the second king looked at the big bags and small bags, wishing that Weston, who had even stuffed the quilt into the backpack, was a little speechless: "You don't need to pack too many things, the number of times you are really going to be used this time is actually not much. Not much. You can definitely come back!"

Gray seemed hesitant to speak, but just gave Weston a look. After that look was understood in seconds, Weston felt that he had lost another 1S.

Are these two people so eager to raise the flag for themselves?