Chapter 15: The Fourth Place of Noble and Long
Time is a year after a certain event, and a lot of things have happened in this year.
For example, a teenager who was once called a prodigy shows up at the Helsing Mansion to learn about the Dead Apostles from Silas, a policewoman who is theorized to be his sister, and the Dead Apostles' knowledge about the Helsing's [Culling Magic] that he once did not want to touch.
For example, a "door that cannot be opened" in the Department of Mysteries is completely impossible to open because of a girl's transaction with a certain beast inside, placed under the Hour Tower, at the bottom of the Ministry of Magic (Law and Political Science Division) of the Thirteenth Department.
Maybe it's a small thing in the ever-changing timepiece tower, but it's a success
The revenge of a certain teenager.
"The three teams on the right flank have completed the invasion of the enchantment base. The left flank commander assisted and completed the search for the enemy in the city. The teams, begin to proofread the magic loop second hand, 10, 6, 3, 0, complete - very good, inform the adjutant to act at the scheduled time. β
The location is next to a certain lake, surrounded by a large group of magicians of fifty people, surrounded by layers of enchantments. The completely otherworldly structure makes this castle on the lake more like a fairy courtyard than a human being, and the castle that has stood in Norway for 500 years has all the confidence to resist the attack.
However, the arrival of a certain girl put an end to all that.
The magicians who surrounded the lake were not in the shred of disorder. Their way of acting is not so much a magician as a military man, a completely impersonal clique that has completely crushed the ego. The actual identities of all of them are magicians who directly belong to an armed department in the Magic Association. ITS NAME IS CLONE.
It is not actually a boast to claim to be a brigade based on the number of 50 people, but it should be said that this is an overstatement. As a force capable of setting up a private gendarmerie, Barsero is the most elite unit of the Clock Tower, both individually and as a group, and can even be compared to the legends designated by the seals - in some ways.
"The techniques around the lake have been completely mastered. It only takes half an hour to reverse an enchantment. If you want to destroy the land together, you can start in an hour. The adjutant of the discipline brigade asked the girl beside him for instructions.
Is it the pursuit of perfection? Or total annihilation?
Do you want to storm the castle and destroy all the vampires that lurk in the darkness? Or - without any fighting, just wipe them out with the land, and then retreat?
Although the result is the same. But the latter is undoubtedly more certain. Although the siege of the castle was completed and the formation was perfect, the enemy was a group of vampires with an age of hundreds after all, and it was impossible to foolproof that no one would escape.
While this may have gone too far, erasing the land from the map seemed to be more in line with the team's approach. It took several years to find the castle. If the head of the vampire is allowed to flee to other hidden abodes, all efforts until tonight will be meaningless.
"None of themβyou should be ashamed, adjutant." The girl made a decision in one sentence.
ββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββ
In the Clock Tower, there is a famous gate, which has always been entrenched on the top of the major families.
The Barsermelo family, which appeared at the top of the magic world in the early days of the construction of the clock tower with its powerful "noble magic circuit" (BlueBlood), regarded the individual foundation (II) department as its own absolute territory, and it can even be said that the Barsermelo family alone represents more than 1/10 of the power of hundreds of magic families in the clock tower.
"Occasional frolic is also one of our obligations. Hunting should be carried out with grace and pleasure. This sentence was told to her by the father of a girl who ran to the side of the world for some reason one day in the past.
It is said that the father, who even a maiden needs to look upon, slaughtered a dragon in the inner part of the world and came out alive. The father, who had made feats that could even be compared to the heroes of ancient times, only responded lightly.
After saying that, he died, leaving behind a giant sword like a treasure that came out of nowhere, some limbs of a certain fantasy fungus [I can't wipe the mushroom] (Jing Tai Sui) and something like a password of unknown meaning, so that the girl took on the obligation of the head of the family.
The girl understood what her father meant.
Perhaps, in the eyes of some people, whether it is to reach the side of the world that is difficult to reach after the gods, or to slaughter evil dragons, it is a great feat, if in ancient times, it could even become a heroic spirit by virtue of this.
But the girl understands.
None of this matters.
Whether it is a treasure or a merit, these are just the embellishments in Barsermelo's crown.
What really matters
βββββββββββββββββββββββββββ
"Let's get started. You are responsible for guarding the walls of the city, and you must not let out any wild beast. β
"Lord Barsermelo, are you alone? However, it was too much, although the magicians of the brigade had absolute trust in the girl. They believed that with the strength of the maiden, they could completely wipe out the Rubari clan with a sigh.
But it is one thing to understand this fact, and quite another to destroy the other side with what actions.
For a battle, not only the result, but also the process, must be completely victorious. This should be the unwritten dogma of the Barsermelo family, but what the girl is doing now is indeed contrary to what she commanded before.
But the girl apparently had a different view.
"Make no mistake, it's just a trial, not a battle at all!"
The group stopped at the lake, and the girl walked forward on the lake.
For hundreds of years, no human could cross the gates, and she shattered them with a single blow from her wrist.
"Occasional frolic is also one of our obligations. Hunting should be carried out with grace and pleasure. β
The Barthomelos, despite being the family of the entire Tower of the Clock, may have been influenced by their rare talents, not only worshipping the electorate, which has become meaningless in modern times, but also, without exception, hating the Dead Apostles.
Whether it's a fetish or the price of a magic mark, as long as it's a Dead Apostle, Barthomero wants to kill it no matter what. It is the highest level of hostility, if not the level of killing, and it can even be said that there have been instances in the past where the dean has abandoned the obligation to assist the dean and devoted himself to the killing of the Dead.
In the face of the Dead Apostles, the Barthamelo clan will always lead the way, especially the White-Winged Ontvanmu Ottenroche, who has absolute contempt. Even to the point of not dying. Unfortunately, the owner of this magic city, Rubarre, the Dead of the Lake.
Yes, this castle is Rubaret, who was attached to the current Dead Apostle King Whitewing Ontvanmu Ottenroche when he was not killed once five hundred years ago. And this time, it was for this reason that he and the white-winged Ontevan Ottenrocher found Rubare.
The Tenth Ancestor of the Future, taking the place of Nero Kaos - although it is a little worse in terms of ability, it seems that Rubare has found another way to replace his own lack of ability.
There was no fluctuation in the thin eyebrows. There was a cold hatred in those pupils, and the girl attacked.
It was the persistence of the successive heads of the Barsermelo family for victory, and the emotions that the girl herself could not explain and could not control.
But what's the matter. It's not bad either.
Thinking so, the queen of the clock tower, Barthomero. Lorelei walked through the door of the castle.
ββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββ
After defeating seventeen Dead Apostles who couldn't even be called toys, the girl meets a certain Dead Apostle who can be called a toy.
In the castle's main building, the eighteenth prey that was forced here was once known as the Dead Apostle Lubarre.
This series of encounters, compared to the mongrels encountered so far, can finally barely be counted as a "game". It's not a battle yet, but there's no need to be bored.
"It's really embarrassing, is it just this level to wait until the night of the red moon? After all, it's just a humanoid leech, and it has lived meaninglessly for 500 years. β
For the Dead Apostles, the night of the Red Moon was the pinnacle of their power. Even the Church Practitioners who are dedicated to vampire retreat will not easily choose to fight the Dead Apostles in the Red Moon.
But Barthamero didn't seem to care about this kind of thing at allβor rather, she was too confident in her own strength, and she didn't care how much the Dead Apostle's strength increased, anyway, even the Twenty-Seven Ancestor Rank Dead Apostles were only a "slightly tricky" enemy to her.
The magician of the highest peak of our time, the queen of the Temporal Tower of the Monarch - although this queen seems to have a faint admiration for a certain "queen" magician who completely ignores the tower of time, but this news is only known to a few people, including a certain Lynn in the future, is a master worthy of the Heroic Spirit.
"-huh?"
Her Majesty's iron whip was slightly confused for a moment. She felt a powerful magic coming from above the castle. It was the same vampire as the Dead Apostle in front of him, but with a much stronger presence.
But the two are homologous - whether it's frequency or whatever, it's the magic of an incredible homology.
"Help, save me, Father-!" The "RubarΓ©" who had been forced back to the corner made a distorted sound and fled in a hurry.
In a flash, the girl acquiesced to the Dead Apostle's escape. Although he is on the verge of death, he is still a hundred-year-old Death Apostle after all, and he has some corresponding explosive power. Although it's useless for girls, it's also powerful.
ββ¦β¦ The rude man is trying to escape from me. Despite her displeasure, the maiden walked gracefully and faster than the running Dead Apostles. Her lips seemed to twist slightly more pleasantly than before.
At the same time, it was left in the troops outside the castle.
"You say someone infiltrated the castle before us?"
The adjutant who was appointed by the girl to command the brigade received an incredible report.
ββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββ
PS: Although there are a lot of original text elements - well, the dialogue of the dozen or so sentences is all in the original text, and our level is not comparable, so there are not many changes - but the original part also occupies half of it.
PS2: I can't shamelessly ask for a QAQ recommendation today