Chapter One Thousand and Ninety-Five
Successfully solved the problem of breakfast at the convenience store, and the unmeasured squandering finally filled Mordred's stomach, and when he left the convenience store, Qing sincerely felt the beauty of the existence of this thing, but it was inevitable that he needed to endure the strange eyes of the clerk, and turned his head to look at the girl with a satisfied face--- I don't know if she was angry, but this guy can really open up and eat!
Qing touched the wallet in his pocket, held it back for a while, and sighed secretly, sure enough, Xiao Mo must be sulking because he couldn't finish dinner yesterday. Obviously, the magic power provided by himself is so sufficient, where do you still need to rely on eating to absorb the magic power in this state, even if it is a appetite, there is no need to eat so much.
The early morning sun shone down from the cracks of the city's high-rise buildings, and the two walked slowly on the streets of the city, which was incompatible with the fast-paced city, but the two were not affected by the flow of people who came and went.
This is a magic trick used by Qing, which relies on reducing the sense of presence to interfere with the surroundings, so that the person walking on the opposite side has a subconscious feeling that it must be avoided. This is also a kind of magic trick that he often uses every day, so that he can be like an ordinary Dongmu citizen, greatly reducing unnecessary harassment every day.
"You're a little different today, Master." Mordred suddenly asked, from her point of view, the pace of life today has slowed down, and it has slowed down more than ten times, which is completely different from the life she knew some time ago, and she couldn't figure out the reason for it for a while, and she didn't have time to adapt to the rhythm.
"Don't you see that?!" "I applied for a vacation this morning, and we have already gone to school at this time, and I have those daily jobs, so it is impossible for me to hang out here at this time, and it is even more impossible for me to chat with you here." You're a little out of shape today, Assassin. “
Mordred pouted, "I'm in a good state, it's not so much that I'm not normal, it's the Master who is abnormal, right?" Suddenly, there was a strike. ”
Qing smiled and said, "I'm not on strike, I'm on sick leave." You also watched today's morning news, right? An unknown infectious disease has been spreading in Fukayama recently, and all those who are infected have become unconscious, and the scope is gradually expanding, and I am one of them who has contracted the disease and needs to rest. “
"--- is really high-sounding to the point of being ashamed--- "Xiao Mo squeezed out such a sentence from her mouth dryly, and then hung her shoulders weakly, she didn't know how to describe her mood at the moment, and her eyes turned into dead fish eyes.
In the end, Xiao Mo still gave up the problem of tangling with the crooked style of the master, because no matter what, it had nothing to do with her, she straightened her waist, pondered slightly, and looked back, "You deliberately mentioned the matter of infectious diseases just now, right?" Your style of doing things makes me feel that you are doing it on purpose. Are you going to mix it up? ”
Qing was slightly surprised that his thoughts had been seen through! Then he smiled and nodded, and said in a deep voice, "I don't think this matter is very out of line, although it is a very common problem for Servants to hunt ordinary people to ingest souls and even magic power, and as an outsider, you can't control it, but it is a little wrong to make such a big movement." ”
"Caster?" Mordred asked uncertainly, her sources were not closed, and she knew something about Caster stealing magic from the people of the neighborhood, but now that things were in a uproar, it was very different from Caster's cautious style.