Summoning: Anime March

Of course, the eyes of the students are naturally looking towards this side

Feng Nixing said embarrassedly, "Let's talk about it later, don't answer me"

Lancer turned his head for face and ignored Feng's punishment.

This class was very difficult, not referring to the students, but to the teacher standing in front of the podium, because he always felt that there was something oppressive looking at him, in fact, he thought too much, Lancer just listened to Feng's punishment What I told her before was simply looking at the podium.

For Feng Nixing, the time for this class is too slow.

Finally, he stayed up until the bell rang. After the lunch break, he had to take Lancer to visit the underworld forces of this school. Is it okay to call it that?

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"Your aura is very powerful. None of those students dared to strike up a conversation." Thanks to her, rumors of herself and the indifferent beautiful transfer student spread in the school.

"Aura? Do you mean majesty?" Lancer asked in another way.

"Almost, why don't you call me anymore?" Feng Nixing noticed that her spoken language had changed a bit.

"That fallen angel told me that it would be more natural to call him that." It seemed that Azazel said everything he couldn't say.

"We're going to visit some people next. I hope you can protect my personal safety." Knowing that Lancer was still a Servant who could obey some requests, Feng Nixing chatted a lot more easily.

"No problem, let me ask you when you can start using the Noble Phantasm."

The word Noble Phantasm is not an interesting thing for Maple Reverse Punishment. The Noble Phantasm of King Arthur who uses the holy sword is a map gun, so King Arthur who uses a gun is a map cannon.

"Maybe there won't be a conflict. Don't open the Noble Phantasm unless it's a last resort. You can judge for yourself. After all, you are also a king. As long as you fulfill your duty to protect me, I won't point fingers at you." Feng Nixing said first. Take care of the interests of the two to avoid any unexpected conflicts in the future.

"Understood." Lancer nodded.

"and also."

"?"

"Your aura, I mean majesty, can you take it away? After all, you see, a student with such a powerful aura will definitely be suspicious, right?"

"That's impossible, because that's what I usually look like." Lancer stopped talking about Feng's punishment after he finished speaking.

The two came to the old school building, which is now the door of the Department of Paranormal Research.

I'm still a little nervous, after all, I can't exert any power at the moment.

Pushing open the door of the old school building, Feng Nixing saw the door number of the Supernatural Research Department.

Nodding at Lancer, Feng Nixing knocked on the door.

Dangdang! !

"Please come in." There was a voice in response, and the other party had already discovered his existence. As far as he knew, the handsome guy named Kiba in his class was a member of the staff here, so don't think about it, he is also a demon.

"Excuse me." Feng Nixing entered inside, a smiling woman was making tea, and she had expected that she would come.

"No, I just made black tea, sit down." Feng Nixing had collected their basic information before coming here, that is, to the extent of knowing their names.

Anyway, let's sit down first, he has seen many big scenes, and these things are a piece of cake, but he is a little uneasy about his personal safety.

Lancer sat beside him and felt a lot more at ease.

"Are you that transfer student? Really beautiful blonde, foreigner?" The woman's name is Himejima Akeno, the deputy minister here, the devil, doesn't know anything else.

"My birthplace is in the British Empire." Lancer answered her question bluntly.

"Ahhhh~ British? I've always wanted to go to the UK to see it, isn't it a good place?" The deputy minister here was chatting with Lancer without a word, hiding a knife with a smile.

"It used to be a barren land, but it's not very clear now." Hey, have you exposed something.

Just when Feng Nixing was about to remind her, "Ah, are there any guests?"

At this moment, a woman with long blood-red hair came out. Judging from the fact that her hair was still a little wet, she knew that she had just washed her hair or just took a shower.

Feng Nixing sorted out his mentality, because the next step is the important part. ..

7. This side seems more interesting

coming

Next is the main topic, Feng Nixing put down the tea cup, "First meeting, my name is Feng Nixing"

"It's not the first time, right? You should have figured out my basic information." Her aura was strong, and straight to the point, it seemed that this would be a protracted battle.

"Now that I know, I won't hide it." Feng Nixing Tanshou admitted that he had investigated them.

Lancer didn't say a word, as long as Feng Nixing ordered her to guarantee that the old school building would turn into ruins in the next moment, of course Feng Nixing would not allow such a thing to happen, even if the negotiation failed.

"So, what's the matter? It's not just to visit the troupe, right?"

"How should I say it, I plan to choose a good day for the visit. In fact, I want to ask a few questions this time." It's not just the two of them in this room. There are people lurking behind the door and in the back room. It is estimated that as long as you have If something is not right, it will strike immediately.

"Ask a question?" It may be that the other party has considered his purpose, but the assumption of asking a question has not really occurred to him.

"Yes, as you all know, I'm a novice demon." Every time Feng Nixing said a word, he was thinking about what to say next.

"But your magic is so powerful that I don't think you're a novice." The red-haired woman stared into her eyes, looking for the details of the lie.

Feng Nixing answered without shyness, "Maybe it's just a little more magic power. In fact, I can't control this magic power, even my contracted family members can't do it."

"Contracted family? Isn't this one next to you?" What really made her panic was Lancer, who was sitting there silently.