Tokyo is one of the most prosperous cities in the world, and at night, it looks like the entire starry sky is reflected on the ground, and the earth shines as brightly as the starry sky, making it a city that never sleeps. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Tokyo City, Western Suburbs, 20:03 a.m.

A young man in a thin shirt walked along the edge of the road into the brightly lit city.

He looked at the pedestrians on the road, and compared it to the daytime he saw at that time, he let out this emotion.

"Rigid country, rigid system, rigid life ......"

"Poor man who has lived in a cage all his life!"

Since Steele had clearly told Fang Hong that he was not suitable in that position, Fang Hong naturally wouldn't stay there with a dead face......

This world is real, not born from everyone's imagination, the absurd and incomprehensible dream. Fang Hong knew this from a long time ago.

"I don't know, he dreamed of this world, or this world made him!"

"Maybe it's this desire for freedom that makes this world so beautiful!"

Fang Hong has seen Tokyo in the daytime, like a young girl full of vitality, people are busy on the streets, running for life and food, like a complex machine, every Tokyo person is a screw on this machine, but at night, the nervous Tokyo will relax in an instant.

The same river used to be, but this time, people are for themselves.

It's as if I want to release all the accumulated pressure.

Wine, good food, and beautiful women – it's the best way to relax.

Also, in such a high-pressure society, the vast majority of people will suffer from certain mental illnesses and instinctively reject such a life......

"Isn't life the process of imposing shackles on oneself?"

Fang Hong also had heavy shackles on his body, from his parents, from Maikoto, from Yuriko, from Aresta, and before he knew it, Fang Hong had already carried so many heavy burdens......

Fang Hong is a good person, an undoubted good person.

The rain gradually fell, the rain was not heavy, but it was as wet as the asphalt road, pedestrians led to the surrounding shops, and the bus stop gathered, like a nest of ants returning to the nest, but Fang Hong was still standing in place.

Looking up at the dark clouds that obscured the starry sky, letting the rain fall on your face, and turning the sky and the earth, the brightly lit Tokyo is more like a starry sky......

As a sixteen-year-old boy, Fang Hong seemed to be guilty of a period of literary illness when he stepped into Tokyo.

"Hey, that young man over there, do you want to come to my mother-in-law and me to take shelter from the rain. ”

The fair-haired and kind old woman opened the front of her house and beckoned to Fang Hong, who was standing on the side of the road.

"Thank you, mother-in-law, I was thinking about the problem just now, the place I want to go is in front, very close. ”

People treat me with a smile, and I treat people with courtesy!

Speaking of which, the reason that caused Fang Hong to commit Wenqing's illness was actually very simple. No matter what Fang Hong's realm was, whether he was dressed in magic clothes or not, he was only a sixteen-year-old boy after all.

For young people, especially the 'traversers' who have still got a big opportunity, self-centeredness seems to have become a law, and Fang Hong always feels that he can intervene in anything.

However, the Roman Catholic Church and the Eastern Orthodox Church, the two behemoths of the Cross Church, brought Fang Hong unparalleled pressure......

In order to prevent the macro from being contacted, Aresta specially funded a research team under Kihara Raccoon to make an exclusive communication device, and the experimental machine has been handed over to Fang Hong to use.

Speaking of which, it is actually just a communicator made of watches and mobile phones that have appeared on the market.

"Hey, is that Miss Suzuki?"

When Fang Hong walked to the gate of Tokyo Hospital, he suddenly remembered a very important question, since she had recovered, she should not continue to live in the hospital!

"Drip ......"

"Hello, who is it?"

The one who picked up the phone was a middle-aged man, obviously, it should be Suzuki Chinatsu's father, and even Fang Hong could hear the joy in the man's voice.

This man's voice is quite familiar!

"I'm Fang Hong, looking for Miss Qianxia, and I want to return the 'Imperial Guard' left by her mother. ”

……

The night did not bring peace, and after some careful investigation, all the nuns in black gathered around him.

Either way, it was a night of discord.

"Taoism, even if it is a real war, what can it be, it is a big deal to turn the whole of Japan upside down. ”

"By the way, sink a few small islands!"

"Yes. ”

“……”

The two hundred and fifty Battle Nuns, who surrounded their leader, Sister Janis, made their own remarks in the language of a magician.

Kamijo didn't know any foreign languages at all, and he could only speak a few words of English, let alone the Hebrew that magicians used to communicate.

That's right, in the mouths of these nuns, there is no need for a small branch like Amakusa that has already had a disagreement, they are battle nuns, and it is simply too easy to use the Crusader technique to kill all Amakusa.

It sounded arrogant and ridiculous, but Steele and Intaxis didn't feel it was a joke in the slightest.

That's right, in front of them, the power of the individual is simply too weak.

"Nasty speech, like the Knightly bunch. ”

Steele pursed his lips, the cigarette butt in his mouth still glowing red.

Roman Orthodoxy in the forbidden world was originally a fantasy sect based on Roman Catholicism and Orthodox Christianity, but in this reality, Roman Orthodoxy has become a common title for both.

In the 5th century, after the Roman Empire was divided into two states, the Byzantine Empire was made Patriarch of Constantinople the Orthodox Church.

The Holy See, located in the former capital, became the authentic Western Roman Empire after the partition, that is, the Roman Catholic Church, generally referred to as the Holy See.

As for English Puritanism, it is just a cross sect that Britain actively cultivated in order to prevent the invasion of Roman Catholicism, to use a not very nice adjective, in fact, the so-called English Puritanism is just a fig leaf used to show that it obeys the mysteries of the Cross.

Steele spat the cigarette butt on the ground, then stepped on it, and even continued to run it over with his foot.

"It's time to use force, for Amakusa Shiki!"

Janis looked at the hedgehog-headed boy who was chatting happily with the forbidden book catalog not far away, she put her hand on her newly developed breast, took two deep breaths, straightened her waist, and said to the three idle guys in bumpy Japanese.

"We've been able to roughly find out where Amakusa Shiki's location is through mana tracking, and while we don't know exactly why they're gathering there, we need to prevent them from using a wide range of magic first, or even setting up a dead end. ”

"They didn't want to confront us head-on!"

"Have you forgotten, Amakusa's greatest talent is actually 'hiding'!"