"Who are you holy? It doesn't look like an ordinary person, could it be the Crowley Disaster Gang!? ”

The English Puritan female knight looked at Yukikaze and the others suspiciously, and the wariness in her eyes did not subside because of the death of an Aresta brand tentacle monster.

"Sleep on you."

Yukikaze teleported behind the female knight and struck her head with a knife.

"You're really in this group!"

The female knight was not knocked unconscious by the snow wind.

She's going to fight back!

But the snow wind's successive knocks made her unguarded

At last.

Aurels couldn't stand it anymore.

With a flick of her fingers, the female knight fainted.

"Didn't you knock someone out of the head????

In the face of Olrels's complaints, Xuefeng was very unconvinced, and he had two precedents of 'success'!

At this time.

The monster's bodily fluids bloom like flowers.

Not all liquids are red, making them appear more grotesque.

The blood spurted non-stop. Beetles, gases, dolls made of thick chains and iron balls, and alien bodies covered in rusty armor like carnivorous dinosaurs gradually sink into the sand, and silver maidens stand in the center of them.

She wears a wide-brimmed hat and a blue blazer with a cape over it.

It was none other than the magician Aresta Crowley.

"England, the home of the little gray rabbit, I'm back. Yay~"

The silver-haired girl screamed excitedly as if she had received a lollipop.

She hasn't been back for more than fifty years.

This is her hometown.

But she didn't have the slightest pity for her hometown.

"Crowley's magic can restrain Crowley's reaction. It was a mistake of my making, and in that sense thankfully, in the countless places where I coexisted, I was able to pass on my magic everywhere so that no one would be harmed. ”

The silver-haired girl scratched her head and floated in front of the snow wind and the group.

"The place we should be going to is London, as boring as it sounds. Everything in the country is gathered there! ”

Aresta danced strange steps to the snowwind.

"What's the success rate?" Xue Feng looked at the person in front of him who was even more perverted than himself expressionlessly and said.

"Who knows."

Aresta spat out her tender tongue and replied immediately.

After all, he is the chairman of the board of directors who will incorporate failure into the plan no matter what he does. It's a person who can't fight with the eight poles that guarantee success-

Squeak squeak!! The 4WD car unnaturally snaked on the beach and almost hit the rocks protruding from the beach head-on. It's not as bad as on frozen ice, but braking on the beach is a no-no.

The rearview mirror reflects the face of a silver-haired, brown-skinned beauty.

She squeezed against the cheeks of another pale, short-clad girl in a cheongsam, allowing the absurd masquerade to fit in the rearview mirror.

"Well, it's too wet. This sea breeze is really unaccustomed, a small light sound, turn on the air conditioner to remove the wet. ”

"Little Whisper can't do it! This car doesn't have this feature! And, Nephthys, you're a bereavement girl! ”

At this time, on another beach in the UK, Light Sound, Bella, Celine Lori, and the Demon God Niangniang and the Demon God Nefertis are huddled in a small ATV.

The car was driven by a light sound, and Bella sat in the passenger seat, with Sirine's little Lori lying on her head like a doll.

Under the guidance of the two demon gods, this caravalist arrived in the United Kingdom, which was at the center of the incident.

Because she was wearing a short cheongsam, Niangniang's freshly peeled breasts and dizzying thighs loomed, and she raised her hands to stretch her waist, showing off her slender feminine curves.

This made the most barren light voice and Sirin little Lori in the audience feel very angry

"Aresta and Colognzon are very hostile to our demon gods. Even if her daughter was brought back to the world because of her mother, all kinds of hatred in the past still cannot be erased. ”

The silver-haired beauty with a hot body and full of flesh was no longer wearing clothes, more like brown bandages, she said as she washed her face again to the defenseless mother.

"Because Franda's time goes back in time, we have to re-examine the world, so we let you come just to see more things."

Nefertis smiled, rubbed her cheek, and said seductively.

"The Great Demon Colognz, who made a secret pact with Mathers, is just one of them, but what is even more interesting is the sins of mankind. The magical land of England, even to us gods, seems to have something hidden in the unknown. At least a cocktail that is more difficult to drink than Maria Kannon. ”

——

Once upon a time, there was a magical society called gold.

It was active only for a few short years in the late nineteenth and early twentieth centuries. Even so, it is still crowned the largest in the world.

Some members have visible identities such as pharmacists, stage actresses, coroners or gifted writers, others make a living by translating ancient texts or engaging in suspicious transactions, and others are simply unemployed in seclusion. The association is like a herbarium or encyclopedia of all races.

In different ways, gold can be said to be a gathering place of strange and perverted things, but it can also be said to be a formal magical research group.

This organization is like a kaleidoscope, presenting a different posture to the world.

But no matter which way you look at it, you can't avoid mentioning two outstanding people.

One of them is Aresta Crowley.

The other is Sammiu Reid McQueen Mathers.

For these two dragons and tigers who can never be harnessed by ordinary society.

The Golden Dawn is a great place to make a difference.

They studied, talked, laughed together, but also hated each other, fought against each other, and fought each other. It's like two beasts in the same cage. Later, a large number of magical researchers tried to analyze the strange relationship between the two geniuses based on the surviving documents, but even they themselves could not understand the mystery.

They were master and apprentice, but they regarded each other as heretics.

They are friends, but they see each other as old enemies.

In the social structure of the Golden Dawn, Crowley coexists with Mathers, but often quarrels over different theories.

For example, the Great Demon Cologne. Mathers defined it as an absolute evil that could not be shaken, while Crowley rejected that view as a relative evil.

Maybe that's why.

In April 1900, a deadly armed conflict began between the two men, who were on the same path but could never get along, starting at Hammersmith in London.

This conflict led to the collapse of the Golden Dawn, and it was also this conflict that led to quite a lot of changes in the Western world, both in magic and science.

This is the Battle of Bryce Road.

At the end of this fierce conflict, all of the mages of the Golden Dawn were killed by a human, or robbed of their possibility of success.

Although later, Dawn Dawn led by Bardewi and another wizarding society, the Light of the New Life, claimed to be the legitimate successor of the Golden Dawn, it was nothing more than a useless struggle like a candle in the wind.

Combined, these two wizarding societies did not have the Golden Dawn of a hundredth of what they once were.

So, the splendor of gold is just a thing of the past.

(End of chapter)