What kind of existence is magic?

For such a problem, Ouyang Huang, who was an otaku in his previous life, is estimated to first make assumptions in a way that is relatively in line with Western fantasy, and then gradually associate this power with the common internal force or strength of martial arts novels.

But my own otaku will always think about the concept of magic and how to replenish it in a rather bad direction, or should I say the direction of a gentleman?

In short, regarding the magic of Ouyang Huang, who is an otaku, he can naturally only continue to make up for possible ideas through various remarks.

Until he left, it seemed that he had more ...... for magic Doubted.

Is magic that kind of thing?

The question still lingered in his mind, but he didn't want to get to the bottom of it.

"Maybe it's because I'm in this state now, and the form of magic is different from others, right? No, you'll know the truth when you go back to Pacaña anyway. ”

Either way, those two curious guys will probably find out, right? A certain person will do whatever it takes......

Holding hands and leaving the forbidden library together, there was little difference from her previous independent actions.

"Just send it here, you can meet them first.

"Is there a need for that? Need a reason for you to go alone? ”

Hearing the slight worry in the other party's words, Ouyang Huang shook his head and replied: "There is more than one enemy, and the mansion is likely to become the target of concentrated attacks, I will come back to meet after I dispose of one of them first." ”

"Okay, until Huang returns, Betty will definitely hold on, no, Betty will take down the enemy!"

The inexplicable momentum emerged from the little girl, which made him smile slightly wryly.

Touching the other party's unique and somewhat cute hairstyle, he said, "Just stick to it, I don't want Betty to get hurt." ”

"Okay, Betty will obediently listen to what Huang said, go and come back quickly."

"No problem."

After ending the conversation, Ouyang Huang left the gate of the mansion......

"So, the mansion is in crisis now, isn't it?" The girl replied worriedly, even though her face was a little more melancholy when she mentioned the crisis, but at the moment she did not let her emotions go.

"Yes, Mistress Amilia."

"So, isn't the situation of Pleiades and Rem a little dangerous now?"

"Don't worry..... At least the kid and Barrus didn't show signs of crisis. The maid replied as she helped the girl in front of her take care of it.

"So, what about the Yellow Guys?"

"Mr. Huang is currently going to Lord Beatles for assistance, and he has also told you, Lord Emilia, that you need to be ready at any time."

While the two sides were talking, the girl changed her pajamas into the clothes she would normally wear, and when she was done, the door opened before she was ready to leave.

A figure of a young child in a gorgeous costume appeared under the eyes of the two.

"Lord Bellis, isn't Mr. Huang with you?" Seeing the comer, Ram greeted him first, but also asked questions.

"Huang said that it was dangerous outside and asked us to hold on to the mansion, and then he planned to weaken the opponent first."

After hearing such a statement, Ram first showed a slightly puzzled look, and then nodded in understanding.

Betty then turned to look at Emilia, "Looks like you're ready too?" ”

"Huang Du said that if you want us to stick to the mansion, then let's do it first." The girl replied.

"Really? Without your brother's help, well, Huang entrusted Betty with this heavy responsibility anyway. ”

"It's really suspicious, but without Parker's help, I, I can try to be on my own." In a relatively weak tone, but with a seeming determination in her words, Emilia answered the little girl's question.

"Oh? That's really what Betty is looking forward to, I hope you don't hold Betty back. ”

"I hope Betty has enough of your magic."

“...... Absolutely! ”

As for Ram, he suddenly felt that there seemed to be some kind of strange atmosphere in the room right now.

I always feel that the guest seems to have had a great impact on the mansion......

Time passed slowly, about late at night.

"Huh? Haven't they attacked yet? ”

With doubts, Ouyang Huang muttered to himself.

"Oh, I'll go, this weather is really uncomfortable, and it still keeps falling?"

What the body felt was an uncomfortable cold, but in the farther away, there were already dead stiff lives, and there were still some reflections of the moonlight, which I don't know if it was frost.

Leaving the place, he did not go towards the forest, but towards the village.

"In that case, I should be able to run into those guys, although my personal idea is to catch them all......"

"But it seems that the madman has a little relationship with the two of them in the mansion, so it's better not to let them meet."

Continuing to talk to himself, only the lonely figure of Emperor Ou in the silent woodland made people feel a little sympathetic.

After walking in this quiet and peaceful atmosphere for a few minutes, Ouyang Huang's eyes suddenly widened.

Day and night are no more, only Europe and Africa remain.

In the black and white line of sight, more than a dozen figures were seen, and four of them had strange phenomena.

"Yo, four fingers?" He muttered to himself as Ouyang Huang continued to pay attention to them.

The distance between the two sides is difficult to estimate at a certain value, but it is about 30% from the mansion to the village of Alam.

And it took him almost two hours to sprint back, even at the speed of ordinary people.

"Seriously, I seem to be underestimating myself to ...... myself."

Feeling this so-called European vision, Ouyang Huang already knew something about the problem.

In an instant, a wave of thought spread out from all around, and in his vision, it was as if everything had been imperceptibly shaken.

Line of sight.

Perception, completely changed.

Village, and further afield, he "saw" two familiar colors, and even an acquaintance lurking between the village and the forest.

In the mansion, farther away, Ouyang Huang "saw" a special figure that was not familiar to him, but it was forcibly remembered by him.

In the middle, the man who was about to join the crowd was accompanied by a hundred special forms that did not match his color, barely called hands, and judging from the speed of the man's flight at the moment, it was estimated that he would meet them not far away in a short time.

Behind it, thousands of petite beings, almost colorless, are unrecognizable, almost colorless, as if instinctively seeking to fly in the direction of the mansion with relative speed.

The real European vision, after figuring it out, seems to be for him who is opening the authority of the European emperor at this moment.

"It's, it's—it's wonderful."