Humans and animals

Life and life

Monsters and dolls

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The moment he landed in the dark cavern, the boy's ankle sounded with a terrible sound. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

This is the rail access road of the subway. The depth of the cave was deeper than expected. Moreover, due to the laying of rails, the ground is uneven, and it is difficult to cushion the impact of falling.

After recovering his ankle with a casual ability, the boy observed his surroundings and ran through the dark passage at incredible speed.

It wasn't originally designed for humans to walk through, so it was darker and filthy than the underground streets. In the center of the pathway is a row of concrete pillars that divide the path into left and right sides, with upward and downward tram tracks. With the light of a handful of lights that were almost extinguished, he kept going. I know exactly how to go. There is a distinct row of footprints on the concrete floor, as if created when walking in the snow. I guess it's the marks left by the super heavyweight stone statue walking by.

"Isn't that there yet? Sure enough, it's better to use space to move more time-saving. ”

On the access road of the subway, quadrangular concrete pillars are arranged at equal intervals to separate the upward and downward rails. No matter how he ran, he saw the same scenery, which made the boy feel more and more impatient.

Suddenly, the pillar beside him collapsed.

It's like knocking a block down with a huge hand. Obviously not a natural phenomenon.

But before the pillar hit the boy, he was fixed to the wall by white ice.

"I didn't expect to be able to stand up after being beaten by friendship, in a sense, you are so powerful. ”

Covering all the surroundings with frost to prevent a sneak attack, the boy turned his head in surprise, and Shirley Cromwell, who was dragging a dirty gown at his feet, stood in front of him.

The distance between the two is about 10 meters.

(Huh?Golem is gone?)

The boy frowned. Alice, Shirley's only weapon, was nowhere to be found. As if to see through the teenager's doubts, Shirley let out a broken chuckle.

"Huh...... Hehe...... Hehehehehe. I let Alice go first. Ellis may have found her target by now, right? ”

"Really, I think your Golem has been torn in half by some red guy now. ”

Shrugging his shoulders leisurely, the boy faced Shirley, orange flames coming out of his hands. Warm colors illuminate an area around it.

Shirley watched the teenager's reaction and smiled contentedly.

"That's right, that's right. I'm here to play with you, and I'm not going to let you go to Ellis. ”

"Ah, from this we are each other. ”

"What?"

Boom! The concrete floor shook heavily.

"It's ......!"

"Surprised, it's not the one who looks exactly like me. It's the other one, the girl you call a monster. ”

"You say ......"

Before the words could be uttered, something passed through Shirley and the boy at a great speed, hitting a pillar on the way, but it didn't affect the speed of that in the slightest, but the concrete pillar creaked and collapsed. The thing left a trail of afterimages and heavy footsteps at the speed of a cannonball, and quickly disappeared into the dimly lit tunnel.

“…………”

"Don't look at me like that, it has nothing to do with me. To put it bluntly, in the final analysis, it wasn't because of your mouthy that she was forced to wake up. Break the switch that lacked the gear in the past, the name of your true face. It's a good thing, the huge void is filled with reality, and now she can completely defeat that stone giant, and your plan is just a bamboo basket after all. ”

The boy's words caused Shirley to fall into a long silence, which was a bit unexpected, and she thought that she was targeting the nun, but now it seems that it is not.

"Speaking of which,What is your purpose?Not to mention the previous pursuit of the wind slash,Now even that nun gives up easily,You have caused such a big storm in the school city,What do you want to do?What's the point of you doing this?"

Hearing the teenager's question, Shirley only smiled. But that smile was full of banter from any point of view.

"I don't know if you've ever heard that if a superpowered person uses magic, his body will be destroyed?"

"Hah...... I've heard of it. ”

The young man tilted his head in confusion at this completely wrong answer. After that angelic incident, God Crack told him all sorts of things about magic, including this one. If a superpowered person is forced to use magic, the body will have a severe rejection reaction from the inside out. The boy was also depressed for a while because of this result, unable to learn magic. Anyway, this is a magician? No wonder he wears such an unconventional outfit.

Shirley's words continued to reach Aikawa's ears.

"Don't you think it's weird, why do people know about this?"

"Because you tried?"

Hearing the boy's answer, Shirley laughed even more.

"Yes, we tried. About twenty years ago, there was a split between the English Puritans and the School City who wanted magic and science to work together. We will combine our skills and knowledge in the same facility, and try to combine superpowers and magic to create new magicians. Results ......"

You don't have to hear the end, the teenager can guess the result.

"So. What happened to that facility? Probably destroyed. ”

"Sort of. The British Puritans sensed that we were in contact with the scientific camp and went after us. The mere exchange of technology and knowledge is enough to justify being obliterated. ”

(I see, trying to get science and magic together, or trying to prevent science and magic from joining forces, is not intended to hurt others...... ?)

"Ellis is my friend. He was one of the superpowers of the time. ”

Shirley muttered.

"After performing the technique I taught, Ellis was covered in blood. Later, the knight killed in order to destroy the facility. Alice was killed by the knight with a warhammer in order to help me escape. ”

Inside the dark subway passageway, it is as silent as a church.

Shirley said slowly.

"We must be completely separated from you. Otherwise, not to mention disputes and conflicts, sometimes even the mood of wanting to understand each other will bring bad luck. If magicians and scientists don't live a life where the water from the well doesn't interfere with the water of the river, the same tragedy will repeat itself over and over again. ”

Therefore, war must be waged.

"That's impossible, I don't think the leaders of Lyceum City and the supreme head of Puritanism in England will go to war because of the death of a few people, and your whereabouts must have reached the upper echelons, and your actions are meaningless from beginning to end. Also, when you say that you are going to provoke this big basket because of this kind of thing, I want to slap you to death, and the magician and the scientist must be completely separated, don't you think it's too late for you to say this?

Just because of a father-son quarrel.

The boy didn't say the last word, because he knew that nothing could stop him now, and rashly provoking her would only make it worse. There is no more terrible person than the loss of something important, and the faith and determination of such a person in that moment is enough to burn the whole world.

"What do you know, self-righteous stinking little imp? Don't look at me with that sympathetic look. ”

"That's right, I don't understand anything. I don't know how you felt when you named that golem your friend, or the tragedies you experienced at that time. But please be aware that I don't have any sympathetic feelings for you, I just ......"

I just envy you.

Shirley's expression was extremely distorted by anger, and the boy's words undoubtedly reminded her of the memories she least wanted to recall. But the boy would never apologize, and he was sure that it was not a scene when he was hunted down, let alone a scene where his most important friend sacrificed himself for himself-he was surprised to see the magic he was manipulating, and then excitedly asked himself what the principle was, and he couldn't explain it in as simple words as possible, and then he smiled sincerely because he didn't understand what it was.

It must be like that, absolutely like that. Even if it ends in a very miserable ending, there must be a time when it will happen. A day of laughter and communication together. Definitely somewhere I don't know. The boy is really, truly envious of this kind of thing.

So he decided, absolutely to stop Shirley, he would never let the person who was envious for the first time in his life live in his whole state.

Even if she's right.

Shmm! Shirley swung the oil crayon sideways at a speed that tore through the air.

Suddenly, the entire subway path began to glow faintly.

(...... this?)

The boy looked around in surprise. It turned out that the walls and ceilings outside the range of the flames had been covered with text marks by Shirley in oil crayons. Contains the rear of the teenager, as well as the rear of Shirley, all areas that are not illuminated by the flames. Although it should not cover the entire subway route, it will stretch for at least 100 meters.

Even on the floor, there were a number of magic arrays scattered like droplets of water dripping from the ceiling.

(I'll go...... Is this formation trying to bring down the entire tunnel?)

It is said that when the building was demolished with explosives, it was not a very large explosive, but many small explosives were installed throughout the building and then detonated together. These magic arrays have the same meaning.

Shirley stayed in this place to prepare for this. As long as the trap is arranged in advance, there is no need to approach the upper bar at all, and the entire surrounding area can collapse with a single command.

"The land is my partner. The dark underground, surrounded by land, is my territory. ”

Shirley Cromwell said in a singing tone.

Shirley had drawn so many magic circles around her, and once she carried out the order, she should also be caught in the collapse. But of course she had prepared a way for herself to escape. Perhaps the rubble would avoid her surroundings and create an oval-shaped safe space, or perhaps the way it collapsed was cleverly calculated to create an exit to the surface.

The boy stood motionless, not in the slightest attempt to stop the movement of the magic array. Because even if all of this collapses, as long as he protects his brain, he can regenerate an infinite number of times. But Shirley didn't care about that anymore, and saw her shouting with confidence.

"It's all going to collapse! like a dirt doll!"

Echoing the roar, the surrounding magic array bloomed with more light. The whole pathway seemed to be in the belly of a giant snake, squirming slowly and disgustingly.

（…… Then again. ）

The boy looked at the magic circle on the floor.

(The magic circles on the walls and ceiling are supposed to collapse the pathway and bury me alive, which is understandable.) ）

Slowly stretched out his hand to the magic array.

(But why do you need to draw a magic circle on the floor?, even if you destroy the floor, you can't bury me alive.) ）

Wonderful fluctuations shot out from the boy's hand at an extremely fast speed, hitting the magic array on the ground with precision, making it completely useless.

"Tsk!"

Shirley hurriedly raised the oil crayon and waved it in the air. The ceiling, which looked like it was going to crumble at any moment, rattled and held back in place. It seemed that the purpose of the magic circle was to create a safe zone in the midst of the collapse situation, so as to protect herself, but now that the safe zone was gone, she did not dare to carry out the order of the collapse.

Boom! The wave shot out again, hitting Shirley in the abdomen. With a heavy sound, Shirley's body shook her hair and gown, rolling on the subway pathway. It wasn't until a few meters away that it finally stopped. The trap that had taken so much time to prepare was in vain, and her face showed intense anxiety and nervousness.

“…… Damn, damn it!"

Shirley staggered back a step or two, muttering hatred to herself. The oil crayons in his hands were also trembling slightly, and the force of his fingers almost broke the oil crayons from them.

"Don't stop me! I must create the flames of war! Why can't you see that now is the most dangerous situation! The vigilance of the school city is getting more and more relaxed, and the British Puritan religion has naively let the forbidden book catalog out of control! The current situation is just like Alice's then! We have already caused such a big tragedy at that time, and this time the scale covers the whole of the school city and the British Puritans! Feel free to enter the other party's realm, and you want to know what kind of fate will be!"

"Don't talk so much about a mess of brains, okay?"

The boy interrupted Shirley with a helpless expression.

"I'll sort it out. At most, your friend's death is the fault of a handful of scientists and magicians who want to work together, and the English Puritans who killed your friend with their own hands have nothing to do with this underground street, the nuns, the wind slash, and the students! I ask again, what the hell are you doing?"

Want revenge on someone who killed a good friend?

Or do you swear never to let the tragedy happen again?

The young man's questioning was accompanied by the other party's confusion and resentment.

- I don't know.

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