"Don't look at me like that, I'm going to be bothered by this kind of look." Looking at Shangjo's angry eyes, the tall red-haired priest sighed, but he didn't hear the slightest hint of trouble in his tone, "Moreover, it's not me who attacked this child, I don't think it's intentional, right?" ”

Listening to the red-haired priest's calm tone that made people tremble slightly, Kamijo's eyes couldn't help but flash a trace of anger.

"I don't understand what a mage is, and I don't know what magic is, but!" Kamijo raised his head suddenly, a look of anger flashing in his eyes, "Don't you feel a little guilty about attacking such a young child!" ”

"Guilt? Sorry, I don't feel anything. When the red-haired priest heard this, his tone did not change at all, he was still smoking a cigarette lazily, and the corners of his mouth moved slightly, "However, if you are finished, please get out of the way, I will recover her." ”

"'Recycling'?" Hearing this word, which was as insipid as cleaning up garbage, Kamijo thought for a moment that there was something wrong with his ears, but looking at the red-haired priest's determined face, he was sure that he had heard correctly, and he was stunned for a while.

"Yes, recycling." The red-haired priest still said lightly, but the corners of his mouth seemed to twitch slightly for a moment, "To be precise, it is to recover those 103,000 magic books." However, a friendly reminder to you, people like you, even if you read a magic book, will make you have a nervous breakdown! ”

"What...... Is it? Kamijo's teeth creaked, but he couldn't speak.

"However, in order to prevent magicians with ulterior motives from getting her, we need to 'protect' her." The red-haired priest boredly took another cigarette from his cigarette case and lit it slowly, "After all, it's still a dangerous thing. ”

"You bastard...... What do you think of human life? Kamijo was already out of anger, his fists clenched tightly, looking at the face of the red-haired priest not far away, and finally let out a low roar, jumped up, and smashed the former's face with a punch, but was deftly dodged by the red-haired priest.

"Who are you!" Kamijo looked at the red-haired priest who had dodged his fist, his eyes flashing with anger, "Who the hell are you!" ”

"Me? My name ......" The red-haired priest raised his eyebrows slightly, the cigarettes at the corners of his mouth were picked one by one, as if they were about to fall, and there was a hint of a smile on his face, but with a hint of complexity, "Steele. Magnus, although I really want to introduce it by his real name, but let's change it at this time! My magical name, Fortis931-"

"'Prove here that I am the strongest'!"

The cigarette butt fell quietly from the corner of Steele's mouth, slowly falling from the balcony, like a falling meteor, and the next moment, something like a miracle appeared.

Meteors, burned.

The raging flames burst from the balcony and turned into a wall of fire nearly ten meters high, slowly gathering in the hands of the red-haired priest, and slowly forming a huge fireball in the stunned eyes of the previous entry.

"Flames." Steele whispered, the flame in his hand slowly swirling, like the flame of Prometheus, bringing stability and hope to people, but the fire in his hand can only bring destruction.

"That's what it is...... Magic? Kamijo subconsciously covered his head with his hand, but when the flying sparks flashed in the air, he was suddenly stunned.

Is my right hand also useful in the face of magic?

Will this magical right hand, which the Qing court calls the 'Imagine Breaker', be able to hold back this flame?

"'A gift to the giant's pain'!" Steele roared, and the fireball in his hand suddenly burst, turning into a violent explosion of flames and striking at the upper strip, and the unstoppable flames, like the anger of the flame giant, rushed directly towards the young man in front of him!

In this scene, Kamijo only stretched out his right hand.

In an instant, a popping sound that seemed to come from the air, like a crying sound, suddenly exploded the moment the boy's right hand came into contact with the flames!

Looking at the corridor in front of him, which looked like a corridor of flames, Steele raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Is it too heavy?" Steele said lightly, "However, at this level, you can't defeat me." ”

"Is that so? So, to what extent? ”

"Say it again, this level really can't defeat you?"

Two different voices suddenly came from Steele one after the other, which made him startled, and a look of incredulity instantly appeared on his face.

Suddenly, the moment he heard the voice, Steele's right hand slashed backwards, and a huge flame blade suddenly burst out, instantly turning his back into a sea of fire, and he breathed a sigh of relief and looked ahead.

The smoke slowly cleared, and Steele's eyes slowly widened, flashing with a look of disbelief!

In front of him, the hedgehog-headed boy he thought had been buried in the flames was standing unscathed in the smoke, and in front of him was a right hand that seemed to be indestructible!

As if sensing Steele's gaze, the young man slowly raised his head, a look of determination flashed in his eyes.

"How could it be ......" Just as Steele was slightly angry, a chuckle came from behind him again.

"Is it just a flame of this temperature?" With the faint sound of footsteps, a young man in white walked out of the flames with a smile, "Three thousand degrees of flame sword?" It's a pity ......."

"This isn't the wizarding world." Qing Gong's voice always had a faint smile, and he slowly walked past Steele's side, without looking back, as if he didn't care about the flames spreading around him, and what made Steele even more shocked was that as the boy walked through, the flames were extinguished one after another, even after the boy walked through, the flames generated by his runes could burn again, but the size and power of the flames were far less than before.

"Qing Palace!" Daiki Uejo.

"The magician on the magic side?" Qing Gong slowly raised his head and smiled at Steele, "It's really not a friendly meeting, but in fact, we have met for a long time." As he spoke, he looked at the shocked Steele and smiled slightly.

"How do you know?" Steele took a step back slightly, and a hint of vigilance flashed in his eyes, "The ability of the school city? But how do you know ......?"

"Don't underestimate the power of science." Qing Gong didn't pay attention to Steele, just turned around, and behind Shangjo, the unconscious silver-haired nun who was well protected by him stroked her forehead slightly, and then slowly turned her head, "Here, it's a school city!" ”

"This child, I used my ability to protect her body temperature, and she can last for a while." Qing Gong stood up and said to Shangjo, then turned his head again, looked at Steele, and sighed slightly.

"If you want to protect her, you don't have to." Qing Gong said lightly, ignoring Steele's sudden change in face, "I'll tell your companion these words later." ”

"After all, she's the one worth fighting." Qing Gong smiled slightly, jumped lightly, jumped onto the railing of the corridor, and looked into the distance.

"Qing Gong ......?" Kamijo was slightly stunned, "Are you going to ......?"

"It's okay, you're going to beat yours." Qing Gong laughed, "I'm going to do what I have to do, don't worry." After speaking, he chuckled at Steele and Shangjo, jumped down from the upstairs, and a faint hot air flow floated under his feet, blocking his falling figure, and disappeared directly into the eyes of the two.

"This ......" Steele and Kamijo glanced at each other, a rare look of speechlessness in each other's eyes, and then, the air fell silent for a moment.

It wasn't long before the flames and explosions erupted again.

"It really continued...... Feeling the temperature behind him again, Qing Gong couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and then the corners of his mouth twitched.

"But there's no time to think about it at this point......"

Standing downstairs in a building, slowly raising his head, Qing Gong smiled faintly.

"Magic? Sage? ”

"It's better to say...... It's just a tsundere girl. ”

As his whispered words fell, reflecting the moonlight, a tall figure slowly appeared.

He was wearing a T-shirt tied up at the waist, torn jeans underneath, and his slender legs were directly exposed to the moonlight. The long black hair tied into a ponytail hung down to the waist, fluttering slowly in the night wind, and in the woman's hand, a Japanese-style sword with a length of more than two meters quietly shone darkly.

One of the 'saints' of less than twenty people in the world, the leading powerhouse on the magic side-

"God Cracked Fire Weaving." Qing Gong opened lightly.

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