The elevator door rattled and slowly separated to the two sides, and after finishing a day's make-up class, Shangjo pushed the elevator door and walked out of the elevator, although it was the height of the seventh floor, there was no building wind, and perhaps it was the oppression caused by the dormitory next door being too close, which made Shangjo feel more stuffy than flat ground.

"Huh?"

Kamijo finally found out that at the far end of the straight corridor, at the door of his room, there were three cleaning robots, and it was rare for all three to gather in the same place, and there were only five cleaning robots in this dormitory. The three cleaning robots all vibrated back and forth at a certain frequency, apparently cleaning a very dirty patch.

For some reason, Kamijo had a bad premonition.

The cleaning ability of these big iron bucket robots, even the chewing gum stuck to the floor can be uprooted by passing through one time, what kind of dirt is it that makes the three robots fall into such a bitter battle?

"What the hell?"

Humans have a stupid instinct to be curious about something horrible about.

Kamijo couldn't control his feet and walked forward one step at a time, two steps, and finally, he saw the thing.

The wonderful maiden Intix, fainted hungry.

The three large iron buckets kept hitting Intex with their bodies, but she couldn't move, which was really similar to the scene of being pecked by crows in the city, and it looked pitiful enough.

"I'm so unlucky!"

Although he said so, if there was a mirror in front of him, Kamijo Danma would definitely be startled by his expression, and anyone who looked at him would describe him with a smile on his face.

"Hey! What are you doing here again? He shouted and began to run forward, just this action made Kamijo's mood like a schoolboy who couldn't sleep the day before the hike, approaching her step by step, it felt like the release day of a super-sized RPG game, and he was happily running to buy it, why he was so excited, even Kamijo didn't understand.

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"Ah, it looks like I'm really happy, is it really Lolicon's soul awakened?"

Across the dormitory, Naraku sat on the rooftop, holding a goblet with half a shaky glass of red wine, and a bottle of freshly opened red wine beside him.

During the encounter with Mikoto Misaka during the day, Naraku did not fight her, and when the first lightning strike was released, he left with teleportation.

Although it is not the super high-level skill that I learned in the Dragon Ball world, it is enough from the perspective of Aries Shion.

Hawkers, of course, he has other ways to move, but because the ability he uses now is telekinesis, he directly chose the skill he saw from Shi Ang.

In short, after he left, it was Mikoto Misaka's personal venting time, and as for what happened to him, it was none of his business.

Then he came here to watch the play, and on the way he got a bottle of wine.

"Anyway, I don't choose so many beauties, but I just choose this kind of foodie who doesn't look good at all except for the cute face, I really can't figure it out." Shaking the clear wine in his hand, Naraku said with a puzzled face, "Sure enough, people's hearts are really complicated, but, if you touch it like this, a priest who is not old and decrepit, and is a lolitacon like you, will be jealous, look, it's already out." ”

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"Huh? We magicians did it? A voice came from behind Uejo.

Kamijo turned around hard, a posture of being about to step forward and fight for his life, the elevator was empty, but there was a man standing at the exit of the escape ladder next to him, he seemed to have come up by stairs.

This fair-skinned man, nearly two meters tall, seems to have a younger face than Kamijo.

He is probably the same age as Intix, about fourteen or fifteen years old, judging by his height, he should be a foreigner, and his clothes are like that of a priest in the church, wearing black monastic clothes, but if you look around the world, probably no one will believe that this person is a priest.

Maybe it's because he has the upper hand, the distance between Kamijo and him is at least fifteen meters, but his nose can already smell the sweet smell of perfume, his shoulder-length blonde hair is dyed red like a sunset, he wears shiny silver rings on his left and right ten fingers, he wears hearty earrings on his ears, his pocket reveals a mobile phone charm, he bites a lit cigarette at the corner of his mouth and shakes it constantly, and the most exaggerated thing is a barcode-shaped tattoo left under his right eyelid.

It wasn't quite right for this man to say that he was a priest or a delinquent teenager.

This person is the magician.

"Huh? Mmmmmm The magician shook the cigarette at the corner of his mouth and looked around, then said, "Although I knew that it was cut by the gods, I didn't see any blood along the way, so I was relieved." ”

The magician looked at the cleaning robots gathered behind Uejo Danma.

Intex was probably cut somewhere else, struggling to escape here, and finally collapsed to the ground, leaving blood everywhere along the way, but then it was cleaned by a robot and cleaned.

"But why?" Kamijo couldn't help but mumble to himself.

"Huh? Why did she come back here, you ask? Who knows, maybe it's forgotten. By the way, when she hit her yesterday, she was still wearing a nun hat on her head, I don't know where it fell later? ”

However, when Ma didn't speak, he just stared at the other party, thinking about his own business.

"Huh? Huh? Don't do that, don't look at me like that! The magician shook the cigarette on the corner of his mouth and said, "I didn't cut that thing, it was cut by the God Split, and the God Crack probably didn't intend to cut that thing into serious injuries, the Mobile Church has absolute defense capabilities, and that level of attack should have been able to be unscathed, I really don't know how the Mobile Church could be destroyed?" Unless the Dragon of St. George descends again, the Pope-level barrier should never be destroyed. ”

The magician was a bit of a muttering to himself, and his smile was gone.

However, it was only a momentary question, and immediately he began to shake the cigarette in his mouth again.

"Why?" Involuntarily, Kamijo asked the question, "Why?" Actually, I don't believe in magic at all, and I can't understand what kind of creature a mage is, but in your world, there should be good and evil, right? There should be things and guardians that I want to protect. ”

"As I said, it wasn't me who cut that thing, it was a god crack." However, the magician replied to him with such a simple sentence, without any guilt at all, "However, whether or not you are seriously injured, what should be recovered anyway must be recovered." ”

"Recycling?" Kamijo didn't understand this.

"Huh? Ah, I see, I just heard the word magician from you, and I thought you knew everything! Looks like that thing got you involved in this, right? The magician puffed out a puff of cigarette and continued, "Yes, it's recycling, but it's not the thing that's being recycled, it's the 103,000 books of the magic path that it carries. ”

"By the way, the religious outlook in this country is very weak, so you may still not understand it." The magician laughed and explained in a bored voice, "Index-Librorum-Prohibitorum-in your country's parlance, it can be translated into a list of forbidden books, the list is full of evil books that the church believes will pollute the soul just by looking at it, think about it, even if the church makes a proclamation that there are many dangerous books in the world, if you don't know the title of the book, you may read it without knowing it, right?" That's why the church deliberately let that thing carry 103,000 examples of evil books, which is equivalent to a centralized management office for evil books, by the way, I advise you to be careful, the books on that thing, for people in this country with weak religious views, as long as they read one copy, they will become waste. ”

"What a joke! What kind of books are there!? ”

"Yes, it's in her head." The magician said casually, "Have you ever heard of such a thing as a complete memory?" It is said that it is the ability to remember something in an instant just by looking at it, and remember it for the rest of your life, without forgetting a word. To put it simply, it's like a humanoid scanner. ”

The magician smiled in a tone that didn't arouse the slightest interest, "It's not our magic, it's not your superpowers, it's just a physique. In her head, there are collections of magic books from all over the world, such as the British Museum, the Louvre Art Museum, the Vatican Art Gallery, the ruins of Huazi City, the ancient city of Compiègne, and the Abbey of Saint-Michel. ”

"How could such a thing happen in the world?"