I'm Shenji, what are you doing?

"Angel" is not only a concept in a religious system, but also one of the foundations of magic, which itself represents mystery. Even if it is a dead object like a sculpture mural, even if there is no magic power, a large number of angelic elements gathered together have the power to shock people.

If you do not receive specific training, you will fall into a state of respiratory disorder or even suffocation the moment you step into the hall. This was the case for Gray. She felt that the air in the entire room was filled with thick liquid, and she was the one drowning.

Fortunately, at this time, the breathing technique that she had been practicing on the way here started to work automatically, which relieved the pressure on Gray's body.

Sensing that Gray's breathing was gradually calming down, Shenji nodded secretly: "The reaction was very fast, but in the wrong direction. To deal with mental stress, meditation is more suitable than breathing - look at Miss Rosalind."

Gray turned her head and found that Rosalind was not in the same predicament of breathing disorder as herself, and couldn't help feeling annoyed.

"Why am I so stupid..."

"You're not stupid." Shenji shook his head at the girl, "You just received too many things in a short period of time, and your brain's processing speed can't keep up. You can adapt to it with more time."

When Shinji and Gray were observing the Istari brothers and sisters, the other side was also observing them. Heine asked:

“What are you two doing—?”

"Complete the lessons assigned by the professor. Miss Gray's physique is quite special and is not suitable for traditional magician teaching, so the professor specially found an ancient breathing method for Gray."

"I see." Heine praised from the bottom of his heart, "Professor Velvet is really dedicated to teaching his disciples, and the hard work of the two of them is admirable - Rosalind, you must study more."

"Yes, brother." The girl nodded vigorously.

"...Oh, that 'civilian lord' didn't come in person."

There are spiral staircases on both sides of the hall. An old voice came from one of them, along with the sound of "squeaking" metal friction.

It was a wheelchair, and sitting in the wheelchair was an old man with white hair. The person pushing the wheelchair behind was a young man who looked like an assistant.

The wrinkles on the old man's body are layer upon layer. He looks more like a mummy than a magician. He is conservatively estimated to be over eighty years old. The ten fingers that looked like dead trees were all wearing rings, and the magnificent colors made the old man's aura that had accumulated over time become even more profound.

A true magician that is almost comparable to that of this stripped city - a creature that is still human on the surface, but has moved closer to the outside world on the inside, let out a low laugh.

"Hoo-ho, ho-ho, ho-ho. He still has some self-awareness. The guy who can't rise from the altar so far should hide in the classroom and teach peacefully instead of running to the castle of my old friend Grevin. He seeks something that does not belong to him."

"Who is -?" Gray's voice showed a rare hint of dissatisfaction. Although he already knew that his teacher had no talent in magic, it was still a bit hard to let go when someone said that to his face.

"Orlok Sissamund, the veteran of Papilio Magia, has considerable influence within the Clock Tower. It is said that he has been an old friend of the owner of the castle for many years, and the two often perform magic together. discussion and research.”

Shenji looked at the old man with a hint of amusement in his eyes. "Butterfly Magic" sounds related to "Insect Magic", and it is an evolved and upgraded version. He really wants to know if the old man's "Butterfly Magic" can transform the ugly magic developed by Matou Zangyan, and truly break out of the cocoon and become a butterfly. .

The old man didn't pay attention to Shenji's gaze, and just winked behind him while groping for the armrest.

"Only the ability to select students is pretty good - let me introduce them."

Then, a young man wearing strange clothes rushed toward Gray and Rosalind.

"——Oh, there is a beauty here!"

He is about the same age as Heine, wearing a pure white linen cassock, a fist-sized conch hanging around his neck, an eyepatch on his right eye, and a small polygonal box tied to his head. He speaks in English with a strong accent. Greet the girls with energy.

"We are practicing monk Tokijirobo Seigen, please take care of me."

Gray was not used to dealing with such people, so she looked at Shenji with pleading eyes, and Shenji immediately took a step forward.

"It's really rare to see a practicing monk here."

"My brother is very knowledgeable. He actually knows a niche genre that is not common in Japan."

"My name is Shen Zhong. I come from China. I used to be a spiritual leader in the Tiantai Sect."

Shen Er clasped his hands together, and the other side also clasped his hands together and responded with a Buddhist salute.

"It turned out to be a practicing monk in China."

"Although I heard that some monks of certain sects in Japan do not reject women, it seems that you Shugendo are not among them."

"It's not that I don't reject women, but I regard women as a taboo, but my beliefs and my own preferences are two different things. There is no need to stick to the rules so much when you are in a foreign country. So, you two, will you make friends with us?"

Qingxuan stepped forward with a smile, trying to bypass Shenji, but Shenji calmly took a step sideways, blocking his way.

"It turned out to be a monk who broke the precepts."

"Brother said it too much."

"Now that you have entered Buddhism, you should abide by the pure rules and precepts."

"This way of talking is just as annoying as those old guys."

Qingxuan suddenly jumped up as he spoke, his body almost ignoring gravity and passing lightly over Shen Er's head. From a magic point of view, it belongs to mobile magic. In Shugendo, it is called flying crow or tengu flying slashing technique, and it is a type of "experimental power".

"There is a leader who casts the immeasurable brilliance and illuminates the heaven and the earth."

Shenji kept his hands clasped together, and a solemn golden light bloomed from his body. Qingxuan, who was in mid-air, touched the light and fell straight down as if he hit an invisible wall.

"Oooh! It hurts, it hurts, it hurts - surrender, surrender, I'm just saying, you will abide by the commandments, you will abide by the commandments."

Seeing Qingxuan raising his hands in embarrassment, Shenji dispersed the "Divine Thunder Barrier" and was about to say something when he suddenly turned to look at the door behind him.

There was a man lying by the door, looking around. He was a man who was very out of place for the castle. A beard that grew freely looked like it had not been groomed for several months. The loose clothes of a dirty nomad could not hide his muscular body. Although he was only a little taller than Heine, he was quite bulky. Twice as much as him.

Seeing this person, Heine's expression immediately darkened, and his voice became a little sharper.

"I didn't expect him to be here too, the 'Master Slayer' in Magus, the astrologer Friuga."

"No, it's not just him."

Shinji looked beyond the open door to the more distant door.

"So, I'm the last one."

Accompanied by an elegant and gorgeous voice, a beautiful figure walked into the hall.