Morning of October 18th

The sunlight shone through the wide and bright floor-to-ceiling windows of the hospital, shining on the young man's slightly pale face, and compared with the bright room, the slightly gray aura of the young man's body was a little uncomfortable. But fortunately, although he didn't look good, Fang Hong's body was actually recovering well, he was just a little sleepy.

This is a school city located in the western suburbs of Tokyo, Japan.,A large school park full of fantasy and all kinds of novel science and technology.,It's also a city for superpowers.。

Two days ago, due to the deliberate attack of the 'Right Seat of God', Fang Hong lost a lot of the most important 'essence' as an individual existence, and even his own 'angel' was also used by him. The puppet technique stripped off the body, causing the unstable fourth-order transcendent to fall into a state of self-perception bias and soul collapse, and directly created billions of billions of ultra-high temperature plasma in the sky above the tenth school district, if Mikoto Misaka arrived in time and stopped it, it was very likely that even the whole of Japan would be destroyed by this huge energy.

When something like this happened, Fang Hong thought that even if it was Lord Aresta, it would be difficult to continue to hide it, but the reality was always much more dramatic than Fang Hong imagined.

The largest cultural festival in the school city——'One end of the festival',It's going to be held in November.,It's really surprising for a guy like Fang Hong who doesn't care about extracurricular activities.,But it's a great event for other guys who have lived in the school city for a long time.。

Why?

In order to create an atmosphere, is it worth rejoicing about the postponement of midterm exams?

So, based on this excuse, our dearest Lord Aresta didn't know which hapless research institute was forced to take the blame, and issued a document admitting that the anomaly produced by the 10th School District was the result of the failure to study the 'atmospheric projection', and although it created a striped ribbon similar to the aurora, the impact and damage caused to the environment was too great, so we banned this technology that should have been used for the 'One End of the Festival' and apologized to the public.

For this kind of ability to forcibly open his eyes and say nonsense, Fang Hong can only express his admiration, and deeply understand the two super magic called 'power' and 'money', of course, these are all off-topic.

Although the matter seems to be over, for Fang Hong, this is just the beginning!

'Immortal's Relic', let's call it that, Teacher Aresta has clearly explained that this human skin worn by Fang Hong is an item of a 'God of Magic', this kind of magic material with a certain 'meaning' in the ritual can be used as a negative to suppress the masculine on Fang Hong's body, but it is not only a precious treasure, but also a life-threatening Yama.

If you put some clear water on a clean glass and shake it slowly, you will soon find that the water will naturally come together, of course, this example may be a little inappropriate to describe the relationship between magicians and magical objects, but in the high-level spiritual world, there is indeed such a rule.

The God of Magic, as a super individual that occupies more than 99% of the magical world, any magician is actually moving around the god of magic, if the time is expanded to infinity, then every magician will theoretically encounter the demon god......

What limits this infinite possibility is lifespan, not to mention ordinary magicians, even ordinary transcendents have a lifespan of only a few hundred years, and special immortals can live for more than two thousand years, which seems to be a long time, but for the infinite chance of wanting to meet the demon god, these two thousand years are just a drop in the ocean.

However, if you hold an item with the characteristics of a demon god, then the probability of encountering this demon god will increase unlimitedly, that is to say, maybe in the next second, maybe Fang Hong will go out for a shopping trip, and at any time you may meet a female god of magic smiling and greeting you.

O god of magic!

At the top of the magic side, who can guarantee that she will only smile and say to herself, 'Hey, have you eaten?' instead of falling into a state of chaos and stupidity with one look, the danger is too great, Fang Hong thinks that if he persevers on the road of magic, then he should have the opportunity to become the god of magic, but not now, he can only hope that at that time, this god of magic, who is also from China, according to Aresta, will be able to speak better in the face of his fellow countrymen.

Fang Hong thought with some bitterness.

"Wow, wow, Misaka Misaka has already bought what he eats, hasn't Mr. Fang Hong woken up yet? ”

The slightly noisy little girl's voice interrupted Fang Hong's drowsy thoughts, this clean voice with a bit of sharp tone naturally made people want to relax, quite a carefree feeling, Fang Hong, who was lying on the hospital bed, opened a pure black eye, showed a smile, and stretched out his hand to touch the little girl's head.

"Oops, oops, I've said it several times please don't touch my head, it's said on TV that it's not tall to be touched often, and Misaka Misaka looks very angry when he looks at you. ”

This kind of unique language habit of giving yourself a short sentence to describe after saying this kind of thing is the command tower of 'sisters', the last work of Mikoto Misaka's youngest sister, the little girl is very disobedient because of a bunch of hair on her head, Fang Hong has always liked to tease her with this strand of dull hair, and every time he makes the little guy pout and sulk, he uses candy to coax.

"Not angry, not angry, I have sugar under my pillow. ”

Fang Hong said with a smile.

The little girl's pouting suddenly loosened, she tiptoed carefully to put the lunch box on the bedside table, and then muttered as she lifted the pillow where Fang Hong was lying just now.

"Hmph, I'll forgive you this time, remember in the future, don't touch Misaka Misaka's head, Misaka Misaka will be angry. ”

Fang Hong didn't speak, just looked at her looking at the appearance of peeling candy with her fingers and laughing, even Yuriko who was staring at the side couldn't stand it anymore, she opened the lunch box she brought from the last work, well, the juicy fragrant chicken nuggets, as well as shredded parsley meat, it must taste good when poured on snow-white rice.

"Don't mess with her, you just woke up, eat something. ”

For the past two days, Yuriko and Yubiao Tanxi have been taking care of Fang Hong in cultivation, no way, everyone else still has to go to school, it doesn't matter if these two can't go up, so together with Fang Qing, the hospital and the dormitory are on duty to take care of our protagonist Mr. and his cat cat turtle or something, so that he can also enjoy the good time that once belonged to the hedgehog head classmate...... Although he spends most of his time sleeping, he doesn't realize it.

In this way, he is indeed hungry, Fang Hong's biggest advantage is that he is not a picky eater, eating is not taboo, and he immediately swished and killed a whole meal, while eating, he looked at the white-haired girl sitting on the edge of the bed, and wondered.

"Yuriko, aren't you hungry? Why don't you eat?"

"I'm not hungry, you can eat!"

She laughed like a pure lily, whether others love it or not, anyway, Fang Hong is in love, this clean and pure temperament is really addictive.

……

In the twenty-third school district, in the waiting hall of the international airport, the hedgehog-headed boy with two band-aids on his face looked at the things on the counter speechlessly, and his face was as black as the bottom of the pot.

Frankly speaking, he really wants to turn around and leave now, as if he hasn't woken up now, and he hasn't seen the bastard guy of Tuyumen Motoharu leave a message on his phone, especially the sentence 'Oops, hey, ahshang, there are three days of double plane tickets left in it, remember to call me whenever you come over.'" It's so ironic that Kamijo really wants to fly right up to the guy and slam his strong fist in the face to give him a taste of why the flowers are so red.

Wait, isn't this what he wanted?

Although Kamijo Danma didn't suffer much direct damage in the incident two days ago - this is really a miracle, but he experienced a battle with the saint and it was also very hard, he was so tired that he lost consciousness, and before he could rest, he was dragged to England by the guy from the Tsuchigomon.

I've been to Italy, I've been to France, and the experience is very bad, and now I'm in the UK, which is not a good thing anyway. England, Puritans, trouble to find yourself this is not it.

But if you don't go, you can't do it!

There's a serious national magic incident in the UK.,It's urgently recalling Intix, who is the 'Magic Library'.,And Kamijo Danma is the guardian of Intix.,So you have to accompany you.,Of course,By the way, solve a little 'little trouble'.,Although this evaluation is unexpected.,But it's still a good feeling to be recognized by reason.。

What's more, the message contained in the cargo locker at the airport, Tu Yumen believes that behind this British incident, there is suspected to be the influence of the 'right seat of God', and such a message makes Shangjo Dangma feel even more responsible for taking a look. Fang Hong has now been stolen by the members of the 'God's Right Seat', and although he is safe for the time being, his path is broken, and Kamijo Dangma thinks that he has the responsibility and obligation to help him find those guys from the God's Right Seat.

"I'll go with you!"

A deep voice came from Uejo Dangma's ears, which made the boy stunned slightly, and looked at the tall white man with short brown hair and a resolute look beside him.

Through the cool breeze in the airport hall, the teenager and the man who were looking at each other blew it, and suddenly, they looked at each other and smiled.

"Good. ”

Go to England, go to England!