The Puppeteer of Academy City

At the customs entrance of the terminal building, the staff at window No. 4 are looking at the guests in front of them with a headache.

"Nicholas D. Uluft."

"Yes, it's me!" The tall, thin young man nodded quickly.

The staff looked at him, then looked down at the passport: "Russian?"

"Yes." The man nodded again, while reaching out to stroke his stubble-covered chin.

"European and American-style name, East Asian appearance, Russian nationality..." The staff's eyes were full of suspicion, "Weird luggage."

He looked at the huge cross on the back of the man—it was precisely because this thick cross, which seemed to be made of all metal, attracted the attention of the customs guards that he said a few more words.

According to the information found on the computer, the man did not check in the bulky luggage, but bought a ticket specifically for the cross, and entered the cabin together.

Academy City is the vanguard and base camp of modern technology. Their discord with religion, especially Christianity, is an open secret.

So in this case, a man who has never had an entry record, came here with a huge cross on his back... can't help being noticed.

"Uh..." The staff decided to ignore the cross as much as possible to avoid irritating the other party, "Can you explain, what is your purpose for coming to Academy City?"

"Of course it is for justice!" The man replied without thinking, "I am fighting to defeat all evil in the world!"

"You mean, there are evil existences in our Academy City?" The expression of the staff became strange.

"That's right," the man said loudly as if he didn't understand the current atmosphere, "I received information that vampires appeared in Academy City! That's why I made a special trip here to carry out a crusade! In order to protect the citizens of this city..."

"Oh..." The face of the staff turned from cloudy to sunny in an instant, "It's another tourist who came because of an urban legend..."

So-called lovers of supernatural events, no wonder they carry such an exaggerated cross—there is no such thing in true Christianity, right?

I have seen many similar guys recently, all of them are fans attracted by the "vampire" legend.

The staff wrote "Urban Legend Lovers" in the remarks of the file.

"Then what is this cross?" He asked casually.

"This is my weapon—the cross-shaped heavy gun 'The Punisher'!" Uluft said proudly.

The staff looked unchanged, and glanced at the scanned image during the security check: "Sir, if you keep messing around like this, I will have a headache, please cooperate, otherwise I will call the security guard."

"Uh... well, it's a musical instrument." Uluft quickly changed his words, "It's my special musical instrument."

After matching the information, the staff nodded in satisfaction. The files he sees now are not the information of the passengers when they registered, but the information obtained from the daily life of the passengers through big data. It is almost impossible to falsify.

"So you're an independent music artist?" the staff member said again.

In fact, it is a street performer. A maverick, young man who likes to pursue individuality and mysterious events, and also has mild paranoia.

After adding the information and notes, the staff stamped the passport: "Your large luggage—this is the cross, take it to the room over there for final inspection, and then you can pass the customs."

"This is not allowed!" Uluft became nervous, "I can't let you touch my precious weapon... the musical instrument!"

"Don't worry, trust our technology, it won't be broken." The staff patiently persuaded, but didn't doubt whether there was something wrong with the cross - because the appearance was too conspicuous, it was not so suspicious.

"I will never let go of my knife!" At this moment, a shout came from the side.

The clearance window next door seems to have had the same stubborn troublesome guests.

The staff looked over and saw a tall girl tightly hugging a long cloth bag. Judging from the exposed part of the pocket, it should be a Japanese knife inside.

However, this should be a Nodachi, more than two meters long. I don't know how the girl brought it on the plane.

Kanzaki Kaori refused an inch: "According to the agreement, I can enter the country with this knife!"

As she spoke, she took out a piece of paper from her pocket and handed it to the staff.

"Access permission for special items?" The staff put the paper into the scanner for verification, "It's true..."

It was the first time she had encountered such a situation after working for so long.

"In this case..." The staff couldn't pursue it any further, "Then, welcome to Academy City."

Saying that, she returned the passport to Kanzaki Kaori.

"So that piece of paper is still useful..." Uluft suddenly realized, while muttering, "No wonder the priest insisted on giving it to me..."

As he spoke, Uluft took out a messy handful of banknotes from his pocket. There are ordinary Japanese yen, some foreign currency from an unknown country, and a few relatively new "Academy City Edition" Japanese yen—this should be specially exchanged for him to go to Academy City.

The staff have also seen many similar cases. The Academy City version of the new yen can be exchanged directly in major banks.

"Hey, we are forbidden to accept bribes." The staff said.

"Found it!" Uluft whistled, and pulled out a piece of crumpled document paper folded into tofu blocks from the messy pile of currency. "Here, look at this."

"No way?" the staff muttered, he also saw what happened in the next window just now, so he could easily associate the contents of this paper.

Sure enough, it was also a license, and it was verified by the machine.

Seeing the man named Uluft heaving a sigh of relief~www.wuxiaspot.com~ the staff began to suspect—the big cross on his back...is it really just a musical instrument?

However, these are not things that he, a small customs employee, needs to worry about.

Uluft walked out of the airport with his two-meter-long cross on his back and his travel bag in the other hand.

"As expected of Academy City," he sighed, "Security measures are really strict."

Although it still has that somewhat frivolous tone, like a child who hasn't grown up. But his eyes gradually became serious.

"Then the next step is to punish the evil." Uluft looked at the city ahead, "According to reliable information, there are many evils in this city that need to be punished!"

At this time, he saw the girl just now, running away at a speed that ordinary people can't imagine.

"That sister is Kanzaki Kaori from the English Puritan Church of Necessary Evil, why is she here?" Uluft said to himself, "Is it also to punish evil?"