It was close to noon.

In the Odense Central Library, a reunion took place that was different from what was expected.

The one whose mind fell into a momentary sluggishness was a blonde young man who was belatedly coming.

Orels, the man who was supposed to be the "Demon God".

Generally speaking, standing in his position, the number of times he will be moved by some problems is very rare.

But today, this 'quasi-demon god' still inevitably doubted his imagination as a magician.

The reason is in front of him at the moment.

After a year, he saw the genius girl who impressed him again, but when they really met, except for the slightly similar temperament and tone of speech, no place else, regardless of age or appearance, matched the number in memory.

If it weren't for the magic and magic reactions that were the same as before, Orells would have thought that he had found the wrong person.

Here's how the girl explained this.

"It's just a mix of 'science' and 'magic' techniques that have made some more 'subtle' 'adjustments' to the body, is it necessary to be so surprised?"

She said lightly.

It's not just that.

The gloomy young man with his hands behind his back was a little speechless.

Admittedly, the technology that can change the appearance of Aurels himself is quite profound, and this level is not enough to surprise him.

But when we met before, you were a Nordic 'Valkyrie' who went to study the magic theory of the Cross Sect system and was 'rebellious' enough, and now you are still not satisfied with meddling in the 'scientific' stuff?

It seems that the problem of wasting 'talent' is not limited to these.

What made Orels even more stunned was still to come.

This question was raised by her partner beside her.

After a moment of repeated observation, the tall maid quietly pushed her master.

“…… Are you sure this little sister is a Valkyrie? Then why do I have qualifications that keep reminding me that this one in front of me is a 'saint'? ”

Muttering women, Sylvia is among the 'saints', and she can't be wrong on this issue.

Just as the Valkyries can confirm each other, these special physiques with the same qualifications can all tell if each other is their own 'kindred' through their breath.

Clearly, Sylvia has a different perspective on someone's introduction.

The unexpected unfolding ensued, making Aurels wonder if he had been in seclusion for too long, resulting in some of the current inability to keep up with the development and changes of the world.

This subtle gap gave him a strange feeling that he obviously wanted to go to kindergarten to take care of the children, but he was inexplicably involved in the scene of the professional academic presentation.

So, which is the real 'she'?

After the astonishment, Aurels sparked an interest that belonged to a researcher.

The disguise ability of the girl in front of him is nothing else, at least the level is above him.

As for how she became a 'saint', or whether she was awakened the day after tomorrow, although Orels was curious, he didn't ask much now.

After all, their friendship has not yet reached the point where they can explore their respective secrets.

All right.

Either way, it's time to get down to business.

Smiling and letting go of some things that didn't need to go any further, Aurels sat down opposite the mysterious 'saint' girl.

At this stage, there were only a handful of people they could find to discuss magic with each other.

Combined with the exchange just now and some speculation, Aurels knew that the 'girl' in front of him was far from being as simple as it seemed.

Appearance and age may be disguised, but temperament and experience take time to accumulate.

Case.

Hiding some rude thoughts in his smile, the face of the "quasi-demon god" has a bit of anticipation.

Let me see if the "goblin" theory you have drawn can be used as a trump card against "above humans".

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Briefings on the theory of magic are always boring and lengthy for those who are not interested.

Yawning boredly, Silvia, who had left the table after listening for a while, leaned against the table not far from the two of them to relieve her fatigue.

During this time, she has been running around with Aurels in Northern Europe, and she has not had a good rest.

But it's rare to meet someone who can keep up with her own pace in the magical realm, and she must be happy that stupid owner of her family.

The maid rubbing her shoulders sighed softly.

Is it called Zela?

I don't know why a 'saint' like her has never heard of it before.

Relaxing her body, Sylvia glanced at the brown-haired girl with a book in some surprise.

Then there was the opposite of her, an interested blonde young man who occasionally replied.

That's the case.

It's not going to end anytime soon.

The maid, who knew someone well, muttered and replanned her rest time.

……

What is a "goblin"?

With this kind of fantasy creature, I guess if you ask a hundred people and get a hundred answers.

But Orels thinks that the correct answer to this question should not be beyond human cognition.

However, the girl in front of him, Zela's answer was once again beyond his expectations.

It's no wonder that on this issue, the two can't talk about it together, and it turns out that there is a disagreement on the 'root'.

“…… I don't want to attack you, but your so-called 'goblin' cannot be held up in any doctrine. ”

The blonde youth shook his head with a wry smile.

He is a monster who has a lot of knowledge of the "original texts" of the Demon Dao Book and theorizes them, and can use the power of the "Demon God" level with ordinary magic alone.

But like that, he hadn't heard of Zela's whimsical 'goblin' theory.

It should be said that it is over-beautification.

Aurels summed it up briefly.

The imaginary "goblins" in reality are basically based on the neighbors of the "human realm", but in Zela's mouth, the "goblins" have become beings who can go up to the "god realm" to kill gods and dragons.

This is too exaggerated, even he can't extract such a form from the "information" given by the world.

"You must know that the theoretical basis for the use of 'magic' is based on 'structural similarities', and if it is something that does not exist in the first place, it can only be delusional."

This is the first time that Orels has taken on a more serious tone.

Coupled with the various 'experiments' that the other party did on himself, he felt that this girl was a little 'astray'.

It's a pity that from the beginning, Zela didn't come to ask for the opinion of the 'quasi-demon god'.

The simplest truth is that no amount of argument is better than seeing is believing.

So.

"Mages are a bunch of whimsical creatures, if they don't even have that kind of belief...... Forget it, the understanding is different, and there is no need for us to argue about the rights and wrongs of this issue. ”

Placing the book in her hand, Zela laughed as if the topic had ended there.

So.

"Let's change the subject."

Her expression was intriguing.

"Let's talk."

"How's that about the girl named 'Eutinus'?"

Aurels's body.

The lazy good old guy vibe is gone.