Soon after, the car carrying Antoun and his party stopped in the underground parking lot near the left of a clothing store. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

For the sake of prudence, it was finally decided to ask the middle-aged driver to help Antoun buy some clothes casually, while the three of them stayed where they were.

As for why only Antun needed it, the answer was very simple - there were spare clothes for the two teenage magicians in the car as a support project.

The girls were changing their clothes in the small space where the curtains had been lowered, and Antoun walked away to avoid suspicion, but still kept the vehicle's track in sight for emergencies that could occur at any time.

After leaning on the stone pillar casually to stabilize his figure, Antoun first checked the state of his clothes again.

As the last line of defense to resist most of the Sun God's attacks in the battle before being summoned, the inner armor worn under a similar black trench coat, which is also the highest-level thing in his armor, has been seriously damaged, and he has fulfilled his remaining responsibilities in the two short battles after coming to this world, and it is completely impossible to repair at this time.

Slightly less damaged, but estimated to be unlikely to be repaired with this world's materials, include his leg armor, boots, and arm armor.

As for the innermost shirt, there are only some attributes that give the user a "charm boost", so even if they are in the same damaged state, Antoun does not feel sorry at all.

Looking at it this round, on the contrary, the outermost outermost outfit he wore was miraculously not fatally damaged, and there was a possibility that it would work again.

As the thought popped into his head, the "system" showed him the details again.

Dark King's Clothing (Damaged) Quality: Epic Type: Armor

Description: When a certain demon king was born in the past, his first wife knitted a costume for him. In his quest for a higher level of power, he sacrificed his wife to the old gods in order to turn into a demon, and this ordinary cloak that had been worn on him was also endowed with powerful curse power.

For a long time after that, no matter how many favorite concubines were replaced, the king of the demon clan could never forget the last smile his wife showed him. Such a powerful obsession turned into an astonishing remorse before he died, causing him to wander the world in another form after his death, seeking the "liberation" that someone would bring.

It is currently damaged and cannot be used to exert its strength, and can be repaired.

This piece of legendary armor that Antoun obtained by killing another demon god nicknamed the "Lord of Darkness" in another world actually dropped a grade under repeated battles, which really made him want to sigh.

And even though the hint could be repaired, Antun didn't know where to start, and he still didn't think of any knowledge related to alchemy, forging, and enchantment.

It seems that this is another thing that can only be postponed. Putting an end to the relevant considerations, Antoun turned his attention to something else.

The conversation in the car ended up on the interesting conclusion that the "death" of the "heroic spirit" can lead to the "truth". Since the others didn't seem to want to talk about it, Antoun didn't go any further.

But now, in his spare time, he wondered after a little pondering, it stands to reason that this level of things should not be taboo in the realm of magicians, why should everyone avoid talking about it?

Could it be - the last time someone used this method did something horrific that everyone hated?

Given that Antoun's own understanding of the world is too poor, there is no point in continuing to deduce, so I can only find an opportunity to get some things related to the history of magic later.

As for the principle of the operation of this method, he is not an academic, but he is too lazy to guess. After all, throughout the ages, no matter what kind of world this world is, the first thing that needs to be achieved must be power, and in connection with the "Holy Grail" setting that I have a little impression of, most of the systems that use "sideways figures" to summon Heroic Spirits in this world are also the kind that collect magic for some kind of large-scale ritual.

He had seen this type of ritual in another world, if not thousands, but hundreds, and he had personally experienced some of the effects, so it was really nothing unusual.

Remembering the two things that had just come to mind on his inner to-do list, he wanted to go back and confirm his master's situation.

As a result, as soon as he took a few steps to the car, Antoun subconsciously raised his eyebrows. Obviously, he had taken a great step forward, but the distance between him and the target had not shortened in the slightest. He sensed the fluctuation of the magic power around him a little, walked casually again, and immediately confirmed one thing.

Someone isolated his existence from the real world. Because he had heard the inexplicable setting of "Void World" before, he couldn't say for sure that the other party was using illusion or something. After all, there may be something more special in this world.

Antun doesn't have any skills related to breaking the spatial confinement now, so it can be said that if the other party is coming for his master, then he really has no choice. It seems that Luo Jielinti did not get anything as convenient as the Command Charm from the "Sideways Statue", so she could not give him any orders, including forcibly summoning him to her side.

[Luo Jielinti, can you hear me?]

The psychic link didn't work, and he finally felt a little headache.

Either way, the attackers have taught themselves a lesson. Thinking so, Antoun didn't intend to sit still.

"Hey, you can hear me, let's talk about it. ”

"Thanks to Your Excellency's invitation, it just so happens that I am also a little interested in the so-called Demon God of another world. ”

Behind him, a voice reminiscent of a steady middle-aged gentleman suddenly came from behind him, which surprised him a little. He turned around and saw that the floor of the parking lot, which had been just everywhere, suddenly cracked and collapsed, revealing the massive mechanical structure below, and the bronze gears of various sizes but basically belonged to the giant ones, which quickly affected Anthun's position.

He changed his foothold to the axis of a gear, and then saw the parking lot, including the building on top, crack through it, and submerge into the ground made of gears in an eerie way, revealing a somewhat gray but distinctly daylight sky.

In the next moment, the mechanical plain is like a movie film reversing to form a villa-like building from parts flying out of nowhere.

Antoun immediately sensed the huge magic power that merged with the entire building, and he immediately understood that the creation in front of him probably had the same function as the magic workshop in the other world. If you use an analogy, should this thing really be called a magic workshop?

The person who had just accosted him, apparently also the owner of the workshop, was standing in front of the main entrance of the villa, a few steps away from him.

It's similar to what Antoun thinks through his voice, with a face-beaten face and a gray-white and meticulously combed back, a well-groomed beard and a solid tie and a black striped suit. An extra cape might look good, but it's rare for a modern magician to wear it that eye-catching.

"It's rude. Allow me to introduce myself, I'm the unaffiliated puppeteer, Byrne Yars. ”

"I guess you already know my name, so I won't greet you in particular, Mr. Byrne, otherwise it would be annoying for everyone to be so polite. ”

"It doesn't matter. ”

"And what are you looking for me?

When changing the other party's name, Antoun even deliberately emphasized it. The guy known as the puppeteer had only heard of one person since he came into this world, and it was not too difficult to come up with this inference when it came to the many things that Luo Jielinti had taught him before and after.

What's more, the middle-aged man who appeared at this time was not empty-handed-

"I'm ashamed, it seems that your Excellency heard some jokes. But I do have something to ask for at the moment. ”

Neither affirming nor explicitly denying, the middle-aged man looked at the body lying in his arms. Before he could speak, Antoun felt something familiar from the man.

"Please help take care of my daughter. ”

Regardless of whether Antoun agrees or not, the other party just stuffed people over, and Antoun also subconsciously took it, and then saw the face of the girl whose coercion had no effect on him before the war with Gus. At the time, he was still wondering who had suddenly disappeared, and the clinker still had this kind of unfolding.

Despite his curiosity, Antoun remained unmoved.

"What does that mean?"

"Of course, I'm not asking Your Excellency to pay for free, please follow this. ”

Ignoring Antun's question, the middle-aged puppeteer tossed something the size of a coin to maintain his posture, and Antun suddenly struck. As a result, the moment he touched the object, there was suddenly a flash of lightning in his mind, and when he withdrew his hand, there was nothing in his palm.

"What did you throw at me?"

Antun frowned and asked directly, if it weren't for the fact that he didn't feel any discomfort physically, he might have attacked the other party directly.

"Something I got from someone a long time ago, I call it a 'soul fragment'. ”

As soon as I was about to ask what a "soul fragment" was, sound waves similar to communication noise came from all around. The world in front of Antoun's eyes, with the exception of the puppeteer Byrne, began to appear ripple-like distortions.

"Hmm, it's really hard to chase......"

Byrne had a look of regret on his face, but he didn't panic in the slightest.

"It seems that the conversation with Your Excellency can only continue next time, and I have something else to deal with. In addition, I have already dealt with all the cameras that have problems on the way, so I don't think I have taken you in. ”

Consciousness hadn't processed the word correctly at first, and it took another half a second for Antoun to remember what it was.

“…… Does it mean that if it weren't for you, uncle, we would have been discovered by the 'Holy See' a long time ago?"

"Pretty much. Anyway, I would like to remind you that the praying mantis catches cicadas-"

The sound stopped abruptly, and in a dizzy state, Antoun found himself abruptly back in the parking lot where the group was temporarily standing.

"What...... Suddenly appeared and disappeared suddenly, inexplicably. ”

He muttered as he caught the figure of a middle-aged driver who felt like he had been out for a long time appearing at the entrance of the parking lot. Antoun looked at the other girl who had received it and proved that it was not just a dream, and began to have a headache about how to explain it to everyone next.