"You bastard......"

Kamijo Dangma's voice was so low that even he was startled, did he have this kind of low cry that seemed to be a beast that had been interrupted from eating? In the clenched fists, the veins were surging with angry voices.

"Huh?"

The tall magician, who didn't quite understand what he was asking, tilted his head and expressed his distress in the simplest word.

"Don't look at me like that, it's not me who did it to her."

The tall man condescendingly showed a look of condescension and raised his eyebrows.

When Ma looked at his hands, it was true, although they were blocked by the robes and could not be seen really, they were empty, not like they were holding weapons.

The wound on the back of Inticus was obviously caused by the penetration of the blade, judging from the amount of bleeding, it should have been a blow through her small body, and it is estimated that the life response is already very low, right? That's why it was mistaken for [garbage] instead of [human] by sweeping robots.

Uejo wanted to help her up, but he was afraid that his lack of medical knowledge would worsen her injury.

"Well...... I guess I didn't expect this to happen, right? The monastic suit [Mobile Church] had absolute defensive capabilities, but it was shattered for unknown reasons. ”

At this, the tall magician shook his head, as if he was looking sorry, and there was a pitiful expression on his face. I don't know if he is pitying Intex who fell to the ground, or if he is lamenting the fall of an excellent defensive item.

Really......

When Ma clenched his right fist, it was his right hand that caused the trouble.

If she hadn't had a battle of will, if she hadn't messed around like Intix, she would still have the perfect defense by now.

Her naïve character, I'm afraid she has been caught up more than once. Every time I was able to escape, I'm afraid it was not thanks to that monastic robe.

But...... But that defense was ......

Uejo was extremely annoyed.

Annoyed with yourself, annoyed with the magician......

"Why? I don't believe in magic or the way you magicians think, but! You can tell the difference between good and evil, right?! ”

Listening to Dangma's accusation, the tall man silently tilted his head sideways, his expression was calm, and he didn't retort.

"Such a young child, but you ruthlessly chased her and cut her into a pool of blood...... You see this bloody scene! Can you still say that you are righteous?! ”

"If you're done, I'd like you to get out of the way. We're going to recycle that thing. ”

"Recycling?!"

This expression, which seemed to describe the object, startled Dangma.

"Well, it's recycling. To be precise, it's to recycle the 103,000 magic books on her body.,Ah,By the way, I'll remind you.,If it's an ordinary person like you.,Just looking at it will blow your head out.,So it's better not to get too close.。 ”

"What a joke! 103,000 copies? Where the hell is she hiding that thing! ”

"Ah, isn't it right there?"

The tall magician pouted, and Kamijo looked down his chin to see Intix, lying in a pool of blood, next to the robot that continued to try to clean up Intix's body.

"In the brain. [That thing] can absolutely imprint the things you see in your memory in an instant, word by word, forever, in your mind. So, it has in its mind a special magic book that is strictly forbidden to be carried out from all over the world, but because it has no magic power, it won't be too dangerous. In short, it's the 103,000 books that are at stake, so we need to protect them this way until someone who can use magic takes them away. ”

As if he was patiently trying to persuade Kamijo to be numb, he slowly explained to him about Intix. As he spoke, he spread his hands and made the holy gesture of opening his arms, which is common in religious sense.

"Protection?"

"Yes, it's protection."

Obviously in front of him was the appearance of Intix lying in a pool of blood, but he still said the word protection without guilt.

"You think, no matter how much she has a conscience and conscience, she can't resist drugs or torture, right? If that's the case, you'll have a hard conscience, right? ”

He jokingly asked a rhetorical question, just poking at the guilty anger of the previous article, and when he reacted, his clenched right fist had already swung over, aiming at the unpleasant barcode of which man, and beat it hard!

"You guy! Who the hell is it! ”

Shot up.

The magician just turned sideways, and easily avoided Dangma's right fist.

"Steele Magnus. Although ......"

"Tick Bell, Tick Bell......"

Just as Steele wanted to continue to introduce himself, suddenly, a strange sharp voice came from Uejo Danma's body.

Although he didn't understand it very well, Steele also had some modern knowledge and knew that it was the ringtone of his mobile phone.

He turned, shrugged, and made a gesture of invitation to him, meaning that he was not prepared to take advantage of the danger of others, and would not sneak up on him while Ma answered the phone, or forcibly take Intix.

Shangjo Dangma ignored his kindness and took out his mobile phone, which was an unfamiliar number, and he had only seen it a few times.

Hibiki Kawakami's number.

In the school city,LV4 ability。

I don't know what kind of ability he is, but judging from the last time we met, it should be the ability to operate water, right? If you ask him for help......

When Ma looked at his right hand, his eyes wandered.

If you ask him for help, it should make things better......

But......

"Hey, I'm Kamijo."

His voice was so calm that even he was surprised.

"Yo, Shangtiao, the preparation of the hot pot has been completed, do you have a pot at home? If we don't have it, we will buy a bite ......."

"Ah...... I'm sorry, Kawajin.,There's something going on at home temporarily.,I'm sorry.,Party.,Can you ask someone else? ”

"Huh? Yes...... Well, no problem. Then I'll send you the address, and if it's convenient for you, you can come and play with us. ”

The phone said here and hung up.

"I thought you'd call a friend for help. begging them to call the police or something. ”

Tall, red-haired magician Steele shrugged.

"I'm not going to do that...... Won't involve anyone else. ”

Uejo Dangma's gaze crossed over to Steele and looked at the girl behind him. That child, who had obviously lost his greatest protection, and had to work hard to come back and take away the hijab in order not to be involved in the magical incident, how could he casually pull outsiders in?

And...... What is the strength of the enemy, and it is not clear when hemp, can LV4 win? It's not good, Kawajin can't win when he comes, in that case, isn't it in vain?

What's more......

When hemp still remembers.

That's what Kawajin told him.

"From LV5LV4LV3 to LV1LV0".

Even if LV5 and LV4 don't worry, there are also LV1 and LV0 among the people who hold a hot pot party together...... Although it is very unfriendly to them to say this, LV1 is no different from ordinary people, let alone facing magicians.

Judging from Steele's extremely unpleasant and arrogant attitude, he should be the kind of person with absolute self-confidence, and I'm afraid he doesn't mind asking a few more people to help him.

He dared to invade the school city.,Hunt down the target in the school city.,He's never been afraid of fighting to the death in the school city.。

You can't involve outsiders. It's too dangerous.

"Well, forget it, it's good for me anyway. Ah, let me ask, boy, can you act like nothing has happened now? When you leave here, I don't see you. You're not on the magic side, so there's no need to wade into this troubled water. You've done your duty. ”

He took a hard puff of his cigarette, and the spark spread rapidly.

“……”

When there is no response, this is the best response.

"Well, okay. Fortis931。 This is my magical name. Fortis means strong in Japanese. The etymology doesn't matter, though. It seems that we magicians, creatures, must first declare their magical name when using magic, which is an incomprehensible convention that has been practiced to this day. Among us magicians, self-proclaimed magical names are more like-"

As he spoke, he threw out the half-baked cigarette that was still left, and his lazy expression dissipated instantly.

—Self-report [in the name of killing]. Flames. ”

With the declaration of the tall magician, in the air outside Kamijo Danma's dormitory, a distance of flames suddenly exploded.

It was an incomparably raging flame with a diameter of more than ten meters.

In literature, creators often compare a flame to the sea, and it is not for nothing that it makes sense. Like a tsunami, a large amount of scorching heat burned in mid-air. With a completely unscientific attitude, it is clearly highlighted in front of Dangma.

Hot...... Sting......

The overheated wind swept through the senses of numbness, making it difficult for him to open his eyes, and he could only barely confirm that the scorching flames were gathering in Steele's palm like a whirlpool, and the tall magician was holding the hot fireball high with a haughty smile.

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"Huh? This is what you call a reliable friend? ”

Mikoto Misaka finally has a chance to tease the god of Chuan, so she naturally won't let it go.

I just made a phone call to confirm the situation on Dangma's side, but suddenly learned that it was inconvenient for Dangma's side, and Kawajin himself was helpless.

"Well, I believe in the above. He definitely didn't mean to shirk it, it should be true. ”

"Ah, I know, I know. I'm afraid I'm not embarrassed by the teachers who make up classes during the summer vacation, right? ”

Saten tears looked like he understood the article very well.

Listening to her words, Mikoto Misaka shrugged and didn't say much. She is the trump card of Tokiwadai, how can there be a situation of summer vacation make-up classes? Naturally, I can't understand it anymore.

But that's true. Most people will be asked to make up classes during the summer vacation, either because of poor academic performance or insufficient school hours, no matter what it is, it is easy for people to feel like a "bad student", since they are bad students, it is understandable that they are left by the teacher after school to talk about it...... Probably, right?

"Wow...... Miss Saten seems to be very experienced? ”

Kawajin asked half-jokingly.

"Of course! I used to be experienced to say! ”

Zuo Tian cooperated with this joke and made a military salute. The two giggled, and there was a pleasant atmosphere.

"Which ...... So, and most importantly, what about the Party? ”

Mikoto Misaka was not interested in seeing the big man Kawajin sell stupidity, so she asked helplessly.

Where to go?

That's really a problem.

As I said before, Kawajin's own dormitory, the living room is a mess, and if you want to complete the repair, it will have to be three days and five days, which is still based on the premise that Kawajin uses superpowers to help.

Go back now?

On that potholed floor? Surrounded by water-soaked walls? That's enough...... It's so party-like, and it doesn't matter if everyone has a Halloween make-up party together and a cemetery rundown. But at times like this......

I have to find someone else.

Saten Tears originally wanted to invite them to her dormitory......

However, Satian Tears does not live in the student dormitory of Shachuan Middle School, but moves out to live, how to say, that small apartment, far from being as elegant as the Shangjo Dana apartment, is not enough to accommodate ten people to play in it.

As for Mikoto Misaka, it's even more unlikely.

First of all, Tokiwadai is a women's college, have you heard of a few old men running into the dormitory of a women's college to have a party? I'm afraid I'm not going to be scolded to death by the housekeeper.

Kawajin looked at the silent Saten, and then at Misaka, who didn't speak, and knew that this matter still had to fall on him.

Although he knows the temperament of the last one, the character of a good man, he will reject himself must have a reason why he can't get out, and if he shows even a little loss, he will blame himself. So no matter how bitter it is, Kawajin can only swallow it himself.

But how?

He's a student in the school city to be studied.,Of course, the social circle is just a few people.,Although he likes to go out for a walk.,But there aren't many friends who are close enough to eat together.。

I have to say that I have dealt with each other, and then it is still intimate, and I can take a place to eat dinner...... That's just ......

Kawajin held his mobile phone, quickly edited the text messages, and quickly communicated with the other party.

seemed to feel his serious mood, and the two girls didn't say much, silently watching him quickly rub the phone screen.

Listening to the sound of the text message, I don't know how long it took, Kawajin finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"That's it."

"Oh-oh? Is it a friend of Kawajin-san? ”

"Of course, although we haven't known each other for a long time, there is nothing in this world that money can't do—except for the lack of money."

"Hahaha, be careful to be interpreted as a money worshipper!"

Kawajin smiled and was noncommittal to Saten's words.

He really wasn't lying.

This [friend] is indeed quite fond of money.

I just sent a quick text message to confirm the rent of the borrowed house with her.

I have to say,Now that I know that the funds I have accumulated outside the school city can still be used,This person's view of money has completely collapsed! Please Baidu "Throw Book Network" Thank you for your support!