About twenty-five minutes before the train "accident", when Antoun was still "making" the magic loop, Altina and Mister, who had separated from them, were preparing to go to the dining car in the middle of the nine-car train.

In fact, Altina had wanted to stay in her room and wait for a message from her friend—after all, the trip to London was centered on her and the "Heroic Spirit". But Mister was so aggressive that she wanted to pull her out, so she eventually gave up her resistance and left the room with her.

Thinking back to Mister's performance a few minutes ago, Altina couldn't help but silently glance at him more.

Unlike Antoun, who had encountered her in a hostile state in the realm of the "Forest of Thorns", the only direct meeting between Altina and Mistre was the one last night. But even so, Altina could clearly judge that Mister at this time was by no means the same person as when he passed the information of the "Holy See" to them last night.

If she just woke up last night and behaved very well in line with the setting of "a cold doll made by a magician", then now she is more similar to the image of "a strong big sister who likes to care about people next door".

As if noticing Altina's gaze, Mistre tilted his head to look over.

"Sister Tina, aren't you happy? Although I was a little tough just now, even if you are a magician, you can't eat breakfast properly?"

Although I don't understand what secret lies in this great contrast, there is no doubt that it has something to do with magic. Although her instinct as a magician made Altina want to investigate this point carefully, she was also curious about the unclear words that the "Heroic Spirit" blurted out last night when she faced the awakened Mister. However, now is not the right time, and she can only ignore it for the time being, shaking her head slightly at Mister's words.

"I'm sorry, Miss Mister, but I'm not angry. It's just that I'm not good at making other expressions. ”

"It's a pity, it would have been cuter if I had smiled a little more. ”

I have the impression that someone had said something similar to himself, but that was a long time ago.

At this time, there is no guarantee that you will be safe. Artina, who knew this, in order to keep her mind calm, instantly cleared the backlog of nostalgia in her chest, and gave a courtesy answer to her companions.

"Thank you for the suggestion, Miss Mister, and I'll try to give it a try. ”

"Mm-hmm, that's a good boy. ”

During the conversation between the two, they were already not far from the dining car at their destination. Since Rogelline's room was on the other side of the dining car, there was no option for Altina to meet them along the way.

Therefore, when she heard the sudden sound of heavy objects colliding with each other in the direction of the dining car, Altina's inner vigilance instantly rose to the highest point - judging by her experience in many occasions in the past, there was no doubt that there was a dispute in the dining car.

Could it be that Rogellinty and the others had already arrived at the dining car first, and were accidentally discovered by the enemy?

With similar uneasiness, in order to prevent being swept away by a surprise attack from an unknown enemy in the worst-case scenario, Artina did not start running, but stopped, and let out a little of her magic to allow it to extend cautiously through the passage. Seeing this, Mister next to him also remained silent in a rare way.

The feedback from this move made Altina reassuring and puzzled: the magic that everyone who caused the dispute in the food truck unconsciously exuded was different from that of Rogellind and the "Heroic Spirit". To be precise, most of them exhibit amateur magic control methods that are only slightly better than those of laymen, and do not look like real magicians at all.

Are the tickets for this train now being circulated on the black market as goods?

Although unlikely, it is plausible to explain why such characters are currently present on special trains for magicians.

But no matter what, this is only speculation after all, and the so-called facts can only be confirmed by the eyes.

After making up her mind, she approached the food truck again. Soon after, at the same time as the angry scolding that came into my ears, I saw the figure of a middle-aged man with reddish-brown curly hair, short and fat stature, round eyes, and foaming foam.

"You scoundrel! Half a month ago, you said you were going to sell me for the price on the agreement, but now you want to increase the price?! What the fuck are you fucking playing with me!"

In front of the middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes, who looked like an ordinary person, the round table for dining was tragically overturned. The young man, who was sitting alone in the air and calmly sitting on the luxurious wooden chair across from him, wrapped in what looked like some kind of ritual robe of a Middle Eastern sect, said unhurriedly.

"Mr. Fleming, I don't know if you've ever heard of the saying, 'This time, that time'. I don't know if you have any information about it as a collector, but I can let it out for now. In the land of 'Yingguo', which has been flowing with many mysteries since ancient times, some major events are currently taking place that can shake the entire mysterious world order. If you still have a clear mind, you should be able to understand what I am trying to say. ”

"Boy, are you looking down on people? even if it's just in a normal world, someone of my status has received some rumors-"

"Then you should understand that no matter what is confirmed to be a powerful spell now, the price will rise. It's not an irregularity to adjust the pricing reasonably according to the current situation of the industry, right?"

"......"

To the surprise of Altina, who was secretly peeping, the situation that was about to erupt was somewhat calmed down by the unexpected compromise of one of them.

Although the middle-aged man still looked angry on the surface, and kicked the table twice to vent his anger, he finally sat back in his chair, let the person who looked like his subordinate hand him a cigar and lit it, and took a sharp puff before saying hatefully.

"—Tell me, what price do you want to make now? ”

"At least that's the number. ”

The man's gestures were subtle, and Altina couldn't see it very clearly from a distance. However, judging from the expression of the middle-aged man on the other side, this negotiation has already reached a conclusion.

"Boy, I've talked to a lot of people like you, and while I still don't know if you have the right idea of money, I've learned one thing in my long life. The more confident a person is, the more likely he is to fail in unforeseen places. ”

"Mr. Fleming, what the hell do you want to say?"

"Stinky boy, I don't want to talk to you anymore!"

In just an instant, many of the subordinates around the middle-aged businessman had guns in their hands. The look on their faces was more like that of mafia elements with a tight relationship between superiors and subordinates than mercenaries working for their lives - it was clear that the compromise just now was only the calm before the storm after all.

However, even in the face of several guns, the man in the robe did not have the slightest panic on his face.

"Do you know what you're doing, Mr. Fleming Schubert?"

"Don't talk nonsense, hand over the stuff!"

Since it is already a situation where the poor are exhausted, it is obviously pointless to continue to disguise it. Judging from the middle-aged man's expression and current actions, he should have long had the intention of ignoring the content of the negotiation and directly taking it.

Most of the men in the robes also saw through this and deliberately quoted an unreasonable price to play tricks on each other. And there may be an intention to buy time in this negotiation, which I don't know when it began.

In addition, if we continue to deduce from this point, it is probably the man in the French robe who proposes to have the negotiation on the train. And as a concession, the middle-aged man got the right to bring many of his subordinates.

As for who provided the tickets, it doesn't matter anymore.

In fact, Altina's inference is very close to the truth behind the dispute. But in her heart, there is still a key point in the current situation that cannot be determined-

That is, in order to deal with the breakdown of negotiations, what is the backhand that the man in the French robe prepared on the train?

"Sister Tina, someone's coming. ”

Mister, who had been silent for a while, suddenly spoke in the same indifferent voice she had ever heard, startling Altina who was thinking carefully. Before she could react to Mist's warning, Mist wrenched her with unexpected force, covered her mouth with one hand and pushed her down against the wall of the train room.

Overwhelmed by Mister's surprise attack and her delicate body, Altina was about to protest when she noticed that she was gesturing her eyes to look into the passage where the two had come.

Altina was a little confused for a moment, but she followed Mister's line of sight, and she noticed a familiar figure.

If she remembered correctly, the gentlemanly man in the gentleman's suit who was heading towards the food truck seemed to be a friend of Jonah, the leader of the Hypocritical Courtyard, who was supposed to be a magician whose association was mainly active in the territory of Ayrland.

More nervous and ashamed of Altina than thinking about why she was on the train and moving at such a clever point was whether or not the other would comment on the sight of her and Mistre leaning together.

The man did not pay attention to the strange scene in the passage as he passed by the two of them and was about to enter the restaurant. By observing the man's eyes, gestures, and the flow of magic, Artina could tell that the man was not pretending to be blind, but was genuinely aware of the fact that "there was nothing in the passage".

Is it some kind of trick used by the magical maid in front of you?

"Ah, teacher. ”

Interrupted by a conversation restarting in the dining car, Artina turned her head again to see the man in the robe standing up and saluting the man in gentleman's costume as if nothing had happened, and the man in gentleman's suit went to his side in a grand manner. At the scene, only the middle-aged man on the opposite side who couldn't figure out the situation at all was observing the development of the situation in a daze.

"I've had some trouble, but I'm done. ”

The heart said that you had done anything constructive other than to provoke the person on the other side of the conversation, but it was impossible for Altina to stand up and refute the man's words. The gentlemanly man nodded after listening.

"The barrier has been set up, because the train is mixed in with some bad guys, and although I have taken precautions, we still need to move quickly. ”

"The guy who makes the teacher feel bad?

"Unless you can feel your fate, don't think about the idea of fighting 'them', that's not something that we level magicians can control. ”

"I see, teacher. ”

Even if you don't have to think about it, you know who the "they" are referring to. In this way, after boarding the train with Mister on her side, did the two of Rogie Lindy, who were left behind, meet with the man?

After roughly deducing the relevant situation, Altina could only be speechless about the many coincidences that befell her group. The "Heroic Spirit" who signed the contract with Rogellind may be the embodiment of calamity in a sense, and the future will be unimaginable difficulties for his side. This was the first time Altina had such an idea.

When she regrouped her mood, the middle-aged man and his subordinates inside the dining car also woke up from a dream and threatened the man in gentlemanly clothes.

"You're that kid's master?"

"Exactly. ”

"Then I hope you know how to judge the situation better than that stinky boy-"

"Yes, I know. ”

"Oh, that is, you're willing to renegotiate with us?"

"No, your name is Fleming? I don't know if you're deaf or have a bad memory, but you don't remember the conversation I had with my disciple just now? Or maybe you're stupid enough to not understand what we're talking about, right? ”

"W-"

"It's okay, I'm kinder than my foul-tempered disciple after all. Well, I'll explain it to you. ”

For a split second, Altina, who was suddenly pressed closer to the wall by Mister, had no idea what was happening. But when loud noises, scorching waves of air, and violent shaking all came together, she understood the situation.

"You, you, did you actually put a bomb in the car!"

"No, it's magic. ”

"Bastard, don't show mercy, shoot me!"

After the middle-aged man who had been protected by his subordinates in the panic calmed down, he immediately issued an order to attack. At the same time, the man in the robe seemed to make a gesture of magic, and a dense mist immediately began to rise in the dining car.

In the face of some confusion, Artina, who was finally let go by Mister, was hesitating about what to do next, when there was another brief shaking, and then the train began to slow down slowly.

At this time, the man's subordinates, who had been shaken a little by the second shake, had already opened fire. The sound of spewing gunfire and falling metal shells seemed to foreshadow the end of the two male magicians. However, when the train stopped completely and the fog began to dissipate, all that appeared in front of everyone was the scarlet carriage and the things that stood there unscathed in place of the two magicians—

It is reminiscent of the name of "android" in the mysterious world, but there are other "concepts" mixed in there.

"You, you, this, this—"

Wrapped in a pure white, simple shell, the "thing" that can reveal all malice is removed from the top of the head as if it is part of a hat, and it salutes the man who has fallen into fear.

"Let me and my disciples make an exception to show you ordinary people, the charm of alchemy. ”