Roque narrowed his eyes and smiled, then said softly,

"To a certain extent, I, like you, need "blood", especially "high-quality blood"..."

"Are you a Dead Apostle?"

"Don't compare me to that uncontrollable thing, Miss Yu Ji."

After waving his hand slightly, Rock spoke again,

"Similar to your behavior of "obtaining energy" which is transformed into "blood-sucking action", my "blood-sucking action" is based on "optimization and strengthening", so... to put it simply, I want to get your "blood". "

Not a true ancestor in a simple sense.

Instead, it symbolizes the "elves" of the planet and the "managers" of the planet.

Compared to the "Fairy Spirits" among the Earth Trouble, they seem to have a higher level of authority.

"Is this the only reason?"

"Otherwise? I am not one of those magicians or your "fellow Taoists" in the Eastern world. "

"As someone who has experienced this, I would like to remind you not to underestimate the "immortal"...otherwise, you will suffer a big loss. "

The rustic girl yawned tiredly, and then spoke again,

"I can give you my blood, but what are you going to use in exchange?"

"How about the holy relics of King Lanling?"

"Do you also know about Company Changgong?"

As if she was a little troubled by Rock's information, Akuko waved her hand.

"Just use Chang Gong's holy relics in exchange. Where did you know these things?"

Of course your brother Ye knew about it.

After the deal with Akuko was concluded, Rock didn't have much thought to continue chatting with this otaku who had been dead for thousands of years. With only a few dozen days left, he really couldn't think of anything to think about conquering this otaku who had a heart for her.

After all, Xingyue World is a sea of ​​beauty.

Speaking of otakus alone, he still prefers real otakus like Xingbuhime.

And Murasaki Shikibu...

A woman with that kind of figure is much more pleasing to the eye than the flat-chested, rustic otaku in front of her.

Leaving the engagement ceremony.

In the afternoon alone, the news of the marriage between Animusfia and El-Melloi spread completely. The El-Melloi classroom, which had been closed for four or five years, announced the reopening of classes. The lecturer was awarded the "Sex Position" "The new clock tower prodigy of the rank, Kirshtalia Wodem.

People in the modern magic department have actually heard the rumors about this young magician many times.

Qualifications outside specifications.

The treasure of astronomy.

Wisdom beyond all human beings.

Has the potential to develop a separate discipline.

And now, such a person actually wants to become a lecturer in the modern magic Coel-Mello classroom. It is definitely attractive news to many new generation magicians, not only the new generation of magicians, but also the new generation of magicians. Some famous magicians also have the intention to apply for lessons.

By the time classes started, more than 120 students were sitting in El-Melloi's classroom.

Many familiar faces from Rock were present.

Corless, Rin, Sakura, Luvia, Sven, Flat...

These are almost all potential talents.

In fact, there were even many graduates in the original El-Melloi classroom who had stepped into the color position, been given the three primary colors, and reached the height where Aozaki Yuiko once graduated.

But now, under Wodem's guidance, Rock doesn't know whether he can reach a higher altitude than Weber's guidance.

However, with the presence of Wodem, the El-Melloi family will use this classroom as a starting point to re-emerge, which is of considerable value to both the El-Melloi family and Rock.

When the teaching progress in El-Melloi's classroom gradually stabilized, Rock also took several classes to sort out the "Insect Magic" he had received from Matou Zangyan, because there was a "Butterfly Magic" magician in the classroom. , after Rock directly invested [-] million, the butterfly magician named Werner Sizemund made a decision that went against his ancestors.

He taught butterfly magic to Rock. Although it was only the basic part, there were not many researchers on butterfly magic. After several generations of people, the theory (Nuoqian's) was perfected. For Rock, it was considered It is very valuable information.

It is different from the manipulation and breeding of insects in "Insect Magic".

"Butterfly Magic" has broken through the "noun constraints", especially the Sizemund family, all magic research is focused on the proposition of "turning into a butterfly".

Rather than saying it is "butterfly magic", it is better to say...

"¨~Evolution of species."

A magic that not only works on insects and beasts, but even on humans, to study the possibility of creatures "turning into butterflies".

"There is research value."

After receiving all the information on "Butterfly Magic", nearly half of the simulation time in this world has passed. Now that the situation in the entire El-Melloi classroom has completely stabilized, Rock began to consider leaving the clock. The idea of ​​​​making trouble.

"Are you confused between Gray and Ergo?"

"Actually, the second option is probably more suitable..."

"However, it is indeed better to recruit Gray here first."

After explaining everything at hand, Rock booked a ticket to Wales, his final destination this time.

named...

Blackmoya Cemetery.

Waiting for the glory of King Arthur to shine again in the "King's Cemetery" of the world.

Chapter 167: I know King Arthur better than you!

To the east is England.

Surrounded by the sea on three sides.

The Principality of Wales, as a country that has been integrated with England, actually seems somewhat incompatible with England itself.

After all, at the end of the day, one side is still a remnant of the people who claim to be Celtic, and the other side is the Angsa bandits who have long occupied the British Isles. The fact that the invaders and the rebels can calm down and form a nominal country is considered to be a sign that both sides are very restrained. .

Of course, the Scots and Irish also had trouble getting along with the English.

After entering Wales, a guide who took him to the cemetery took him directly into the car.

A very retro diesel locomotive.

Walking in the wilderness of Wales.

The driver's indifferent expression, even mixed with a bit of gloominess, is actually enough to make people think of the possibility of killing people, seizing goods, and dumping their bodies in the wilderness.

only--

Rock is no ordinary person.

As a driver, he also knows that his passengers are not ordinary people.

In a state of silence, the diesel locomotive stopped in front of a mountain pass. The driver spoke to his passenger,

“Cross the pass and climb up the side of the next mountain, where the cemetery is.”

"Why don't you just deliver me?"

"This thing is not allowed to pass."

The driver pointed at the antique diesel locomotive and said softly,

"Only carriages are within their tolerance for the time being."

"Ok."

The older the place, the stronger the resistance to technology seems to be. This is not surprising. It is like isolating information from the outside and keeping the inside in a closed loop. It can be isolated from the world and make the inside mysterious. Slow down the rate of decline.

This kind of concept, which is like a fly shaking a tree, has certain operability, but in fact, it is just like growing your hair longer to reserve more magic power, it is the kind of effort that is a drop in the bucket.

As long as I don't realize that there are changes in the outside world, this small town will not change. This kind of concept, which is like hiding something from others, would probably cause laughter in the lecture hall of the modern magic department.

Walking on the muddy path and crossing the mountain pass, the moisture density in the air suddenly increased a lot. If it was 5.00%980 before, the humidity now is about 150%. The further you go towards the mountain, , the impurities filled in the air become denser and clearer.

It is not metal particles produced by industrialization.

Those are "particles" that can only be captured by "spiritual vision".

In the words of the Orientals, this place is filled with yin energy and is a treasured Feng Shui place for raising corpses.

but,

To be precise, it should be infinitely close to the "boundary between life and death."

Those particles are "spirits"——

Gradually reaching the mountainside, a few crows' neighing sounds can be heard from not far away, which is a bit harsh and also seems a bit ominous.

In the common perception of Western society, the meaning of "black" is mostly disaster and ominous things.

A black bird.

Cat with black fur.

They are probably the two animals that have been given the most misunderstood meanings.

"The front is not the domain of the living, so stop here, stranger."

Slowly walking out of the thick fog, an old man in his 60s came to Roque. A crow stood on his shoulder, his pupils flashing with scarlet color.

"I am a participant in the Holy Grail War. Seven years ago, I was the victor who swept King Arthur into the losing position."

Luo Keyan explained his purpose in a concise and concise manner.

The old man stared deeply at Roark, was silent for a moment, and suddenly asked in a muffled voice,

"Why do you, a victor, come to the cemetery to show off your power?"

"Then let me tell you straight, I am here for the "Holy Spear". "

"Please come back, there is nothing like that here."

"Why are you so unkind? Mr. Gravekeeper."

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