1. Spring is quietly coming

Sitting on the roof of the six-story school building, looking at the cherry blossoms at the school gate, and at the new students who were panting and climbing the big slope with a slightly underpowered car, I happily swallowed the oyster bread. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Eating bread in the morning is not good for your health." A slightly dissatisfied voice suddenly appeared behind him, "Although your physical strength has exceeded the limit of ordinary people, it is not a bad thing to pay attention to health preservation. ”

I really don't understand Tsuruhime's thoughts - why does she care so much about my eating habits when she has no interest in eating and drinking, and spends most of her free time sitting in meditation, meditating, and reading Buddhist scriptures?

"Okay, I'll pay attention to it later."

"You said that a week ago."

…… Why do you have such a good memory?

"Actually, this slope is pretty good." A gust of wind blew, and I burst out laughing.

Putting away the empty lunch box (although it contained bread instead of a bento), I grinned and walked up the stairs.

"At least when you climb the hill, the scenery is good."

Almost an hour later, I was woken up by Sousuke Sagara using a small electric shock device while I was lying on my stomach.

"Uesugi senpai, it's class time."

Retrieving the eerie alarm clock that was still flashing with electric sparks, the Mithril Order's elite special forces strictly followed my instructions in advance - to wake me up when it was time for class.

Although the means seem to be a bit problematic, this guy has always been like this, just get used to it......

The principal of Xiangbei didn't know what was wrong with his head, and every year the entrance ceremony and graduation ceremony required all the teachers and students of the school to participate - perhaps he was enjoying the thrill of thousands of people standing up and listening to his own speeches.

But thanks to him, I was able to get a good night's sleep early in the morning.

Do you still need to ask? I couldn't have obediently listened to that thin old man's speech, which was not so much a speech as a humanoid cosmic monster emitting hypnotic sound wavesβ€”I fell asleep standing up when I entered school last year.

Sleeping standing up and sleeping on your stomach, normal people know which one to choose!

Ordinary course as always, as much as it makes you fall asleep.

So I slept until noon.

"I don't understand what your brain is all about!" During the lunch break, Liangtian indignantly accused me, "I was sleeping in class every day, and my usual test results were a mess, but I actually passed the final exam...... Michi-sama Sugawara must have accepted your bribe! ”

You guessed it wrong, I don't have any friendship with the god of learning, except that during the final exam, my paper was actually completed by an alien student who had never scored anything other than a perfect score.

No more, no less, exactly sixty points.

Asking Yongyan to help cheat is really a helpless choice, I really missed too many courses before, so when I took the exam, I could only look at the inexplicable content of the whole paper, and I didn't know how to write.

So, after twenty minutes of sluggishness, I finally gave up that pitiful bit of self-esteem.

Because friends are supposed to help each other, I finally don't have to put a red light on my final exam transcript.

Both my parents and my stupid brother were more surprised than they were to see me bring Bazzet home.

"Kazuya, you've finally grown up!"

Anyway, Dad, you don't have to be moved to tears, right......

Also, did my mother cook red bean rice that night!

Bazette was very happy, she had lived a life of exile all these years, and there was really not much family affection in the world of magicians, and the warm family life seemed to be a rare and pleasant experience for her.

What a poor child......

After a joyous family reunion, I took Bazet and the two Heroes on a trip to Europe.

As a nominal subordinate of Leila's predecessors, it was necessary for Bazet to meet with his "leader".

Moreover, she has worked for the "Clock Tower" of the Magic Association for so many years, and now that she has left her job, she should also be paid a severance pay!

For Bazette, who grew up listening to the horror stories of the "Hand of God", it was really a very challenging thing to visit Laila's seniors, and she wandered in front of the small bungalow surrounded by cypress trees for a long time, delaying from the middle of the day until the fall of Jinwuxi, and then she mustered up the courage of her life, and followed me into the old house with trepidation.

Leila's attitude was as calm and amiable as ever, but for some reason, she was always unleashing murderous aura at Bazet.

Is the identity of "magician" so disgusting to her?

I don't know.

However, I didn't mean to ask.

After a brief introduction to Bazette and a cup of tea, we thanked Laila's seniors for their help in the Holy Grail War, and after a few more casual conversations, we took our leave.

No more than twenty minutes before and after.

But when we went out, there were sweat spots oozing from the back of Bazet's suit.

During that casual conversation, I learned the astonishing news that Laila's senpai would soon become one with the "truth" and become a non-human, non-material, almost conceptual existence.

"Leila is still Leila, but Leila will no longer be me, but the truth." Although it was said that it was equivalent to "death" for her, Laila's predecessor remained calm, "The truth is absolutely fair, it will not be tilted towards anyone, you have to hand over as much as you want, the equivalent exchange, there is no room for negotiation." ”

"The time I can help you is numbered."

She didn't say exactly when "Layla" would become "truth".

I certainly wouldn't ask.

The journey to London was very quiet, Bazet was terrified, and I was sad.

Laila's seniors will disappear.

Laila's seniors, who have always cared for and helped the younger generations, will become a completely ruthless existence called "Truth".

When I think of her care and guidance for me, I feel a little sad.

Speechless all the way.

When we arrived in London, we didn't go straight to the "clock tower", but first went to a motorcycle shop called "Rolls-Royce".

Not surprisingly, it only sells motorcycles and repairs them - not cars.

The owner of the car dealership, named Carter Slade, is also a traverser.

He wore a cowboy hat, a white stand-up collar shirt stained with oil, a dirty long coat over it, and a pendant painted with an alchemy array hanging grandly on his chest. He always has a large lit cigar in his mouth and a silver flask hanging from his waist.

Overall, this uncle doesn't look like a repairman, but more like a western cowboy.

However, such a slightly bizarre time-traveling predecessor has a special identity - he is the partner of Leila's predecessor during his active period, and is currently tasked with monitoring the clock tower.

In other words, he can be regarded as a prison guard called the "clock tower".

Although the Magic Association was crippled by Leila's predecessors back then, the so-called "hundred-legged insect dies but does not stiffen", and the clock tower still has quite strong combat effectiveness - it can be seen from Bazette, but the huge clock tower is firmly suppressed by this wild and rough looking uncle, and can only occasionally send one or two young people, never daring to make too obvious movements.

From Bazet, I learned his true identity.

Carter Slade, the "White Knight of the Night", may seem like a strange bearded uncle now, but every night, he transforms into a pure white ghost knight, patrolling and hunting down all the guys he deems evil - mainly the evil "inhumans".

Generally speaking, "inhuman" people often have a bit of inhuman ability, such as breathing fire and thunder are not uncommon, and the awakened or heroic spirit level are not rare species, to "hunt" them, naturally you have to have some inhuman supernatural powers.

Slade, of course, is a powerful figure, and in the first few decades, he was hunted down by the demon king Mephisto while punishing evil everywhere, and made a name for himself. Later, the "Hand of God" was born, and the pair did many earth-shattering things for some reason, the most amazing of which was to set up an ambush and seal the dignified Hell Demon King in an unknown corner.

It was precisely because the results of that battle were so appalling that the old men of the clock tower did not dare to provoke the owner of the motorcycle repair shop in the slightest.

"The Church calls the most powerful beings in the 'dark creatures' the 'Fathers of the Dead' - even though they don't suck blood. So far, there are twenty-seven dark powerhouses who have received this title, and Mr. Slade is the twelfth of them, known as the 'White Knight of the Night' - he obtained this title by killing the original Twelve Dead Apostles while escaping Mephisto's pursuit. "But more often than not, he's called the 'Prison Guard of the Clock Tower.'" ”

Ha...... I guessed it right......

Accompanied by the prison guard at the clock tower, we effortlessly retrieved the personal belongings that Bazett had left at the clock tower, as well as a severance pay that made her wonder if the accountant had made a mistake with hand cramps.

"I originally thought that I would work hard to make money so that I could support my servants, but now it seems that as long as we don't waste extravagantly, we don't have to worry about money in this life." Bazette handed me the staggering amount of gold card, "Medusa and I both have the bad habit of wanting to buy something we like, but you never seem to want to shop, so I'll leave this money to you." ”

"I don't pay interest!"

With such a large amount, unless I open dozens of chain branches of ramen shops in the future, I will not be able to pay the interest!

"Let's use the rent to offset the interest."

So, Bazet also lived in my apartment building.

And Xiangbei High School has one more young English teacher.

"In a sense, you're such a dangerous person." Manta Oyamada, a classmate who is also a crosser, said, "When I went out, I brought back three beauties - if you go out a few more times, the scenery of Xiangbei High School will definitely be more beautiful." ”

"It's okay to be beautiful with you, a nerd...... "There is often a good friendship between the traversers, as the so-called "fellows see fellow ......", so I don't know how, I and Koyamada have become quite familiar friends.

"It's eye-catching." He held a large tome similar to Yuhiko's and replied with a smile.

"If you have time to catch your eyes, why don't you try to pull a few new students! It seems that you are the only member of the art club. ”

"The god of spring is here, why should I still pull a new life? It seems more practical to obediently hand over the art club and then transfer to your drama department. ”

I don't know what he means, but at least one thing is right - spring is coming.

At the freshman entrance ceremony this morning, as one of the freshman representatives, she said, "I have no interest in ordinary humans. If there are aliens, people from the future, people from other worlds, or people with superpowers, just come to me! Such a bold statement.

In other words, the alien is Yonghiko, the people from the other world are me and Oyamada, and the superpower - Chidori should be counted, so the current Xiangbei is actually only a future person.

It's really worthy of being a goddess, and the exit is a constitution......

Maybe I should go meet her......

Thinking so, before I knew it, it was time for afternoon class.

Hey?

When did this master come!

I looked at the wall in amazement, and on the other side of the thin brick wall, a very powerful energy suddenly appeared.

Tsuruhime, who followed me in the form of a spirit, was ready for battle; Yuhiko also closed the hardcover book, holding his glasses in one hand, and looked coldly in the direction where the energy came from.

Is it a friend? Is it the enemy?

If you start a war here, it may affect your classmates......

Damn it! What did this guy do to suppress the energy all the time?

The old man, the head teacher, with blank eyes and a dull expression, walked in with a sleepwalking stride - he didn't seem to recover since he had been hit by Xia Na - and knocked on the blackboard to make everyone quiet.

"A new classmate has transferred over." In a non-hesitating tone, he said, "Everyone is welcome." ”

Alas...... You speak in such a tone that you really don't have a welcome interest.

What's more, the new transfer student still doesn't know if he needs to find a chance to kill him......

All these thoughts, when I saw that tall figure, were all thrown out of the clouds.

Long waterfall-like blonde hair, hanging straight down to the waist; The tall figure like a European and American model and the perfect body shape that even the model should be ashamed of are wearing the plain school uniform to the effect of top fashion; There was not the slightest smile in the silver eyes, cold as frost, and when looking forward to it, it naturally revealed a convincing strong bearing.

Galadia!

I seem to be thinking a lot, but I don't seem to be thinking about anything...... All in all, I was in a state of dazed all afternoon.

Galadia actually left Daken Island and came to Japan!

I was tempted to ask her why, but I thought it was a silly question.

Sluggishness and idiocy are two different things, why did she come to Xiangbei specifically - what she doesn't understand is pure idiocy.

In a trance, I only remembered one sentence.

"I've been waiting for some terrible stupid guy to pick me up, but I haven't waited for half a year, and a woman's youth is very short, so I had to come to him myself."

Looking out of the window, the cherry blossoms at the school gate are in full bloom.

Before you know it, spring has arrived......

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The theme of this volume is a campus love story...... bar.

What does red bean rice mean? I don't say......

At the beginning of this volume, I will tell many established stories one by one, and many soy sauce tricks will pass by and appear one by one.

Belch...... It seems to be troublesome......

Codewords are a lot of work!