Dimensional Codex

"For us, the magician itself is completely worthless."

Facing the girl's gaze, Fangzheng did not change at all.

"Magicians have maintained that the idea should have been swept into the trash can of history. What they are doing now is just desperately dragging the hind legs of this world. Not forward, but backward. However history There will be no backflow, time will not be reversed, even if you become a magician, you will not be able to return the world to the **** generation. People can only have a way forward if they move forward, and there is only a dead end to indulging in the past. "

"Well ...... it's interesting."

Hearing Founder's words, the little girl nodded.

"I heard that Qianjieshu belongs to the heresy in the magician, and today I understand why those people say so ...... What's your name?"

"I'm the red horsetail of the magical girl of justice ... you can call me Xiaohong."

"I'm Olga Marie."

The girl with silver hair raised her chest.

"Olgamari Yasmiret Animsfia."

"This is the daughter of the Lord of Astronomy (LORD)."

At the same time, Elmero II introduced Founder to the side, and Olga Marie glanced at him.

"You remember my face, the display of the modern magic department, but I know very well that you are the substitute of the former generation Kenneth Elmero Archibald and was forced into the Elmero school. Victim. "

Although the silver-haired girl in front of her face sprayed her face, Elmero II did not change at all.

"It's hard to hear such a straightforward way of talking at the Clock Tower, just like the young Animsfiahs left the mountain."

"What's this, you should also think that we don't need to waste time on this kind of greeting, I'll say hello directly, do you all have the magic eyes you want?"

"Well ..."

In the face of Olga Marie's inquiry, Elmero II showed an embarrassed expression, while the Founder shrugged.

"No, we are here for something else."

"Other things?"

"Yes."

As he said, Founder pointed at the girls behind him.

"This train sent an invitation to our cute little girls, saying that they wanted to take their magic eyes, so I took them here to see who was so brave enough to dare to move us. . "

"So it is."

Until then, Olga Marie glanced at the girls behind the Founder.

"Are you planning to sell magic eyes? In this case, you can talk to the Animusfia family and we will give you a good price."

"--- Master Olga Marie."

Olga Marie's words had just fallen, and when she saw a tall woman came over, she nodded respectfully to the crowd.

"LORD Elmero II, I'm a follower of Lord Olga Marie, Theresa Filoz, all right ... Miss."

"Why?"

In the face of this woman, the girl who had been arrogant just now finally showed a little panic.

"We leave first, and we will formally say hello to several people."

Having said this, the woman named Theresa turned Olga Marie and left in a hurry.

"What the **** is he doing?"

At this moment the two rituals complained dissatisfied.

"It's almost like treating people as things!"

"This is the magician. What else do you expect, especially Animusfia or one of the twelve monarchs of the Clock Tower? In their eyes, magicians and mortals without history are no different from ordinary things."

Fang Zheng hummed and said, and heard her explain, the three young girls behind were a little unhappy. After all, they both felt Olga Marie's eyes just now. That was not good intentions, nor was it malicious. It felt like they were looking at the products displayed in the mall ... ... Before that She ignored the three at all. If it wasn't for the Founder's words, I'm afraid she would ignore their existence until the end.

But ... Astronomy ...

Even if the three little girls came together to mumble, Fang Zheng narrowed his eyes and looked at the platforms around him, thinking. He knew a little bit about the twelve monarch families in the clock tower, and Animusfia was a fairly unique type among them. After all, unlike other factions, Animusfia is focusing on celestial bodies. With the development of science, the progress of human observation of celestial bodies will also drive the magician's exploration of the starry sky.

Perhaps for this reason, the Animusfia family is not very resistant to modern times.

I changed it to Bathermelo's words, I was afraid they would fight on the spot.

Looking at it this way, maybe it has value to draw?

anyway………

"I say what's going on with your Elmero family?"

The Founder retracted his gaze and looked again at Elmero II not far away.

"It's been a few months since the city was stripped. Why don't we reply? It's just a matter of speaking and talking. Our patience is also limited.

"This is not a question I can answer, ma'am."

In the face of the red horsetail's pressing question, Elmero II was helpless, and the founder hummed.

"Well, then it seems that we will talk to you after we have captured the clock tower."

"..............."

Hearing this, Elmeiro II also sighed helplessly. He naturally also heard about the departure of the Istari family from Europe, but ... Istari is only the family of the alchemist after all, yet The Elmero family is completely different. Besides, he wasn't sure what the real idea of ​​Qianjieshu was.

"Woo ...............!"

Fortunately, at this time, the dull sirens roared and broke the somewhat awkward atmosphere. Everyone looked up and saw a train that looked quite old slowly coming from the other side of the dense fog. Stopped next to a station that looked dilapidated and long abandoned.

The door slowly opened, and the magicians who had been waiting at the station for a long time also boarded the car, and Founder took three girls into it.

The cabin is much larger than the outside, and it is not at all narrow like an ordinary cabin. On the contrary, the entire cabin seems to have been expanded by some kind of space magic, and its size is large enough to hold hundreds of magicians chatting in it.

It's just that there are not so many guests. Except for Founder and the other four, all that remains is Elmero II and his two attendants, a weirdly dressed aristocrat with a white hat , An old man in a black robe, plus a freak with an elephant head and so on.

Although there is enough space in the carriage, most magicians choose to occupy a position by themselves, and Founder also took two ceremonies to sit in the corner, eating fruits and watching the theater.

"The fruits here taste pretty good."

"Well, I thought I would see some weird food."

While eating the fruit on the table, Asakami Fujino and Seto were more relaxed, and the two ceremonies leaned on the sofa. There was one yawning one after the other ... It seemed that the jet lag had not been reversed.

As for Elmero II, there seemed to be some trouble. A group of people were arguing there.

At this time, a man appeared in the middle of the carriage, and when he saw him, the others quickly stopped the noise and turned to look at the man.

He was wearing a black train uniform and had a silver pocket watch in his hand.

"Thank you all for your cooperation. This train will also start on time tonight. Below is the coach of our car, Rodin. Excuse me when you have a good conversation."

He lowered his head, saluted the crowd, and continued to speak.

"This car will return to London after four days and three nights around the country of fog. During this time, please slowly appreciate the magic eyes displayed and wait for the auction on the third day. The magic eyes taken can be immediately You can transplant, you can also keep it for yourself. In addition, the transplant will not waste you too much time, please rest assured. And if you want to sell the magic eye, please go before the day after tomorrow-the evening of the third day Our work area can also explain my needs to me. "

After hearing the man's introduction, everyone was focused, and even during the two snoring rituals just now, they opened their eyes and stared at him. And at this moment, a woman in a fur coat with her eyes wrapped in the palm of her hand appeared.

"I'm Leandro, and I'm fortunate to host the auction for you this time."

The woman named Leiduo nodded to the crowd, then stood aside, and now the palm of the car spoke again.

"So, are there any questions for you?"

"I have a question."

Hearing here, Fang Zheng raised his hand high, and when she heard her voice, the others couldn't help turning their heads and looking at Fang Zheng. The expression on the palm of the car has not changed at all.

"What question? This guest?"

"What about the agent manager who sent us this invitation? I want to talk to him."

"I'm sorry, the agent manager will not appear until www.wuxiaspot.com ~ before the auction, and we don't know the exact location of the agent manager."

"Ok."

Hearing his reply, Founder shrugged.

"I'll be fine then."

At this moment, the palm of the car looked at others again.

"Next we will introduce the location of the guest room, please go here."

Unlike ordinary trains, the rooms of the Magic Eye Collection train are quite luxurious and spacious, with only two rooms in a section. An invitation letter can only be divided into one guest room, but fortunately, because both ceremonies and Asakami Fujino have invitation letters, everyone directly got a section of the carriage ... It was regarded as being rounded by them.

"What shall we do next? Xiaohong?"

Sitting on the sofa, drinking coffee, Seto asked inquisitively, while Founder shrugged.

"Not much, since they said that the agent manager will only appear before the auction, then we will wait until the auction starts, and I will protect you. Of course, you must also be ready to fight at any time."

"OK, I will work hard."

Hearing here, Seto Mute and Asakami Fujino are a bit nervous, after all, although they have all heard their experiences from Tono Akiba and Kuroki flowers, but ... they are not the same as what they heard !!

Of course, not everyone is so nervous.

"Can't we do it directly?"

The two ceremonies took the knife that just cut the apple and stroked it in the air.

"As long as we destroy this train, then that manager will come out if he doesn't want to come out."

"When you need to fight, I will let you do it, now ........."

After glancing at the two rituals of yawning, Fang Zheng sighed helplessly.

"You still go to jet lag."