Zongman: Beginning with the Killer Queen

When the dim light shone in from the car window, Roland opened his eyes.

After staying one night, he understood more and more why the Magic Eye Collection Train has become a popular destination for magicians.

"Gedengdeng——"

Although it looks very old, the train runs very smoothly because it has been specially modified.

Even the powerful noise of the steam engine seems to have been adjusted. Not only is it not harsh, it sounds unexpectedly as comfortable as soft music.

Outside the car was the whistling breeze, and the interior of the car was filled with variegated golden spots separated by morning dew.

It happens to be stuck at the intersection of travel atmosphere and comfort. Even if you ignore its legend and mystery, riding such a train is an unforgettable experience.

However, Eltrucci next to Roland obviously did not appreciate the leisurely scene.

When the sun shone into the room, the girl didn't even open her eyes. After her long eyelashes trembled slightly, she quickly grabbed the quilt on her body, pulled it above her eyes, and continued to fall into a deep sleep.

Because the movement was a bit large, Erteluqi's snow-white feet and calves were exposed, forming a sharp contrast with the long black hair that covered the bed like algae.

It looks as flawless and gorgeous as the first snow.

"Eltruchi, it's almost time to wake up, right?"

Roland held Hei Ji's weak shoulders, shook them, and urged gently.

It seems that because she is used to being used as a pillow by Roland, Alterluqi's vigilance has been greatly reduced compared to the beginning.

Maybe it was because she couldn't maintain the operation of her power all the time like before, or maybe it was because she couldn't stand up in front of Roland anymore, so she also exposed a lot of her true nature.

For example, it is quite easy to stay in bed.

"...Five more minutes of sleep, just five minutes."

Heiji let out a confused murmur and clutched the quilt tighter.

"You said the same thing two days ago, but it took me several hours to get up in the afternoon."

But Roland, who knew the consequences of these words, just shook them regardless.

"That's long-winded... Vampires are nocturnal creatures that don't like sunlight. Such a routine is normal!"

"I don't care, but the main activities of the train start in the morning. If you plan to sleep there, I'll leave first?"

"Well..."

Hearing his call, the girl remembered that she still had something to do, and finally showed some signs of getting up - Erteluqi kicked Fufu down at the end of the bed.

Then, using Fufu's cry of grief and indignation as an alarm clock, the sleepy-eyed Alterluqi straightened up slightly and stretched her arms in front of Roland like a zombie.

Although the action is quite simple, the meaning is clear.

"Sometimes I really don't know who is the master among us... raise your hands higher."

Roland skillfully picked up the clothes at the end of the bed and helped Eltrucci change her clothes like a child.

Although he complained, he had no intention of refusing.

After all...not only the calves, but also the girl's smooth arms to round shoulders, there is no fabric at all. With a little imagination, you can guess the state of Eltelucci under the quilt.

For healthy adult men, this behavior is inherently eye candy.

What's more, as the initiator of Miss Heiji's sleep in this state, Roland must bear some responsibility.

Because he had experience taking care of Sakura and Illya, this matter was not difficult for him, and Eltrucci, who had not yet fully woken up, was also very cooperative.

Then, Roland took out a new pair of stockings from the void.

As for why she didn’t use the pair from yesterday, it’s naturally because the pair of black silk stockings had already retired.

However, he had just grasped Hei Ji's jade feet, and as if he noticed something, the girl's cold voice came over.

"I want the black one."

"Um?"

Roland raised his head in confusion and looked at Eltrucci who suddenly opened her eyes.

The other party's eyes were locked on the white silk in his hand, and his crimson eyes were full of aggressive aura.

"Why is it necessary to be so obsessed with color? White stockings are also a classic outfit for maids, right?"

"It's not just a matter of color, the difference between the two is even greater than the difference between the True Ancestor and the Dead Apostle!"

Although she is willing to compromise even in her maid uniform, Eltrucci is surprisingly persistent in the distinction between black and white, and frequently makes violent comments.

"In short, it's either black or not! People who like white are definitely a group of blind scum and are destined to live a failed life!"

This statement is of course the girl's prejudice mixed with personal grudges.

Roland, who has experienced hundreds of battles, can assert this.

No matter what style, black silk and white silk each have their own styles and attributes. The key is to look at how to match them.

However, although Heiji's tough attitude aroused a lot of reverie, he still changed into a pair as usual.

After all, even verbal stimulation or temporary commands can only treat the symptoms, not the root cause, and cannot completely reverse this concept.

Sure enough, I still need a strong dose of medicine, like a sister donburi...

Therefore, adhering to the principle of benevolence as a doctor, Roland would naturally not be greedy for success.

Soon, after putting the new knee-high socks on her thighs, the pretty maid appeared again.

Erteluqi hugged her slightly bulging chest with her hands, looked at her appearance through the reflection of the car window, and nodded with satisfaction.

It seems that even though she is wearing a somewhat shameful maid uniform, Miss Kurohime gets a lot of comfort from being able to command Roland.

As for being brushed by Roland's restless hands while getting dressed, she had subconsciously ignored it.

After all, more extreme things have been done, and the girl has become desensitized to it.

Since she has to pay the price no matter what, if you think about it in reverse, if you can get unexpected help just by giving Roland benefits, that's pure profit!

"Go and wash up quickly."

Roland, who had seen through the girl's thoughts, twitched his lips and glanced at Miss Heiji with pity, who seemed to have a broken brain, but did not break her illusion.

What if there is no sweet-smelling and soft girl to use as his pillow?

After Eltruqi came out of the bathroom and stuffed Fufu into her pocket, the two left the guest room and headed towards the dining car.

After stepping on the red carpet that was so soft that it seemed to reach his ankles, Roland quickly arrived at the dining car.

After entering the carriage, as expected, many people had already taken their seats in advance.

Lorelaia, who was sitting alone at a table, nodded towards Roland as if nothing had happened.

Faced with the two major dangers of meeting again, there was no commotion in the dining car like yesterday, not even a whisper.

It seems that after a night of precipitation, most magicians have returned to normal on the surface, although they don't know their true thoughts.

After taking his seat, Roland thought to himself.

...Of course, it could also be because something even more creepy is right there.

There was a transparent cylinder in the middle of the dining car, filled with amber liquid. Two eyeballs, as vivid as if they had just been picked, were floating peacefully in it.

In this strange landscape like a horror movie, the surroundings are filled with the aroma of toast that arouses appetite. In such a strange environment, it is indeed difficult to attract extra attention without making some big noise.

"I am Leandro, and I have the honor to host the auction for you this time."

Seemingly aware of Saint Roland's identity, the woman standing next to the cylinder spoke softly and introduced herself.

She had short hair and a figure as good as a model. She had circles of leather wrapped around her eyes, completely blocking her sight.

But this obviously did not affect her ability to see. After saying hello, she stretched out her hand and pointed sideways at the cylinder with her palm.

"Then, that's it for the introduction about the Noble Color and the Demonic Eye of Flame."

"As you can see, the condition and quality of these magic eyes are excellent, but because the technique of igniting the creatures in the field of vision is essentially a spontaneous combustion phenomenon of the human body, there are usually problems in control."

"Although it is a product that we highly recommend, customers who really want to buy it should carefully read the detailed introduction in the catalog in their hands."

Before the official auction begins, it has become a common practice for trains to display the magic eyes as merchandise to stir up the atmosphere.

Because of this, the magicians who had absolutely no connection with healthy routines gathered in the dining car early. Since they wasted a little time with Eltrucci, the introduction of the first product was already over.

However, they had no interest in this level of magic eye.

Roland opened the hard-cover book on the table and glanced at it casually. After turning to the second page, his face became more interested.

“I’ll show you another item next.”

At the right time, Leandro also clapped his hands and asked the staff on the side to bring a new transparent cylinder.

"This is the Demonic Eye of Plunder."

She looked at the eyeball floating inside and said so.

"The eye is as its name suggests. It is a magic eye that directly steals the life force of those who enter the field of vision. In addition, its level is 'gold'."

As Leandro explained calmly, the magicians' moans of longing filled the dining car.

Roland glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw that apart from Lorelaia who still had an indifferent expression, Olga Marie also changed her expression.

However, this is not surprising.

According to the level of the magic eye according to the clock tower, starting from the low-level artificial magic eye, it is generally considered a real magic eye when it reaches the level of noble color.

Just like the description of its color, this level of magic eye is like a noble with privileges, and has the effect of obviously interfering with the fate of others, such as restraint, coercion, contract, misfortune, etc.

And above it are gold, gems, and even the highest rainbow level.

Although this pair of plundering demonic eyes seems to be only at the third level, which is neither above nor below, and should not cause such a big fuss, this is actually a layman's misunderstanding.

Rider Medusa in the original Five Battles is an obvious example.

Not only does she come from the age of gods whose mystery completely overwhelms modern times, but she also has the legend of the magic eye that is also extremely famous around the world.

But even so, the petrified magic eye she possesses is only at the gem level. This is enough to see the serious gap between the levels of the magic eye.

The abilities possessed by gem-level magic eyes generally contain mysteries that cannot be reproduced by all magic in ancient and modern times. Even for monarchs who stand at the top and lead factions, they must be kept secretly.

As for the rainbow level above it, it is beyond the magician's imagination.

After all, by definition, it is a miracle that is almost impossible to appear even in the Age of Gods.

Therefore, the golden-level Mystic Eye seems to be in the third place, but from the perspective of a magician, it is already a treasure as precious as the lost great magic.

Even though she is the heir of the Department of Astronomy and has sufficient financial resources and status, for Olga Marie, it is still a treasure that can only be obtained by luck.

After all, the noble color is still in the category that can be compensated by technology, such as the Mystic Eye of Aozaki Orange, but the golden level is completely out of reach.

If the Clock Tower finds it, it would not be surprising even if it is sealed.

In other words, the pre-heated products brought out by the Mystic Eye Collection Train on the first day are treasures that will be hunted down by the Magic Association all over the world after being purchased, and will receive the same treatment as Aozaki Orange.

"Today, two Mystic Eyes that will appear in this auction have been displayed. Tomorrow we plan to continue to display two to four pieces..."

Seeing the magicians discussing in a low voice, Rey Andros, who had finished his work, also smiled and nodded, intending to end it.

However——

"Don't waste time, where is the Rainbow Magic Eye?"

The girl with a dashing and heroic figure stood up, interrupted Reyandros, and said coldly.

"...What do you mean?"

"I don't like to repeat myself a second time."

Lorelaia stared at Reyandros, her voice was very cold, but it contained a spirit that made men pale in comparison.

"Since it is a magic eye collection train that has been operating for so many years, it should have the highest-ranking Rainbow Magic Eye, right? This is not news I heard from the Far East. The relevant person who can confirm the authenticity of this news is here."

The queen of magicians snapped her fingers, and suddenly, a breeze blew out of thin air in the carriage.

They gathered together as if they had life, turned into an invisible hand, and instantly appeared beside Olga Marie, taking off the magic eye of Theresa, her follower beside her.

The next moment, Theresa's eyes, shining like violets, appeared in everyone's sight.

Obviously, she is also the holder of the magic eye.

Seeing this, Olga Marie looked bitter, but although she wanted to say something, she was intimidated by Lorelaia's majesty and could not muster the courage to refuse.

Teresa, who was sitting next to her, was much calmer. After putting the magic eye in the girl's palm to comfort her, she stood up openly.

"My magic eye's ability is future vision. As Lord Barthelmero said, I did see that the rainbow-level magic eye would appear at this auction."

"Although it is only the level of noble color, future vision is a special ability involving cause and effect. If there is no real information, this prediction is impossible."

Lorelaia glanced at Reandro, who suddenly became quiet, and raised the corner of her mouth slightly, and a sneer of contempt appeared on her pretty face.

"I heard that the auction of the Magic Eye Collection Train is an excuse for the owners to show off their collection of special-grade Magic Eyes, so they often display different finale items according to the identities of the visitors."

"Even with the living saint of the Holy Church and me personally present, there is no plan to prepare the rainbow-grade Magic Eye."

"Could it be that in addition to the body, even the soul has become rotten in fear of me?" (End of this chapter)