He didn't expect that he would actually say such a thing. Even Steele himself was surprised. As a genius magician of the British Puritan Church, although he was only fourteen years old, his hands were stained with a lot of blood. After all, magicians

A fight between people with superpowers is different from a fight between superpowers. It always ends with the death of one party. Even if he is like this, he will actually say that...

It's as if he still retains humanity in his heart.

"It just seems like that boy trusts me." At this time, a figure with a hedgehog head flashed through Steele's mind, and he showed a hint of unbearable expression.

"Ta...ta...ta..." At this time, Steele heard very clear footsteps coming from the other end of the corridor. It didn't sound like he was impatient, probably because he was already a turtle in the urn.

Alright.

Quite suddenly, the owner of the footsteps spoke.

"Naturally, as long as you use the 'Pseudo Choir', you can be lured to the place where the 'core' is no matter where you are... However, there should be three intruders... Where did the other two go?

Could it be that it has been swallowed up by the 'Pseudo Chorus'?"

"Haha..." As if he heard something ridiculous, Steele actually chuckled.

"If it can really be swallowed, I will be very happy. Unfortunately, those two guys are not ordinary people. If you can sense it, one of them should have run out, right? As for the other one, his life is

Just like the stones in the latrine - smelly and hard, it's hard to die."

"Hmm..." The alchemist in front of him couldn't help but feel nervous, because not long ago, he really couldn't find the third intruder in his barrier. In this case, there was only one possibility - the intruder successfully escaped.

go out.

"Asshole...at least I can keep you here!"

"Hey... okay, even if you lured me here, what's the use of it to you who are not good at fighting? Do you have dozens of magic items hidden in your body?" I have to say, in

When facing anyone other than Blackfire, Steele was still very speechless.

"You guy..." Sure enough, the person in front of him was so angry that he was shaking all over.

"Although you seem to be more serious, I still have something to do and I don't have time to accompany you, so get out of the way!"

"You bastard!" Finally, the alchemist shot out a golden knife from his right hand, and the end of the knife was connected to a long golden iron chain. Just like Black Fire before, Stiyl also dodged.

The knife, although a bit awkward.

After being firmly inserted into the oil painting behind Steele, the entire oil painting turned into gold.

"Ha, what are you surprised about?" The alchemist in front of him showed a strange smile when he saw Steele's appearance, "After all, I am an alchemist, and you know this. By the way, a friendly reminder,

As long as a hair is injured by my 'Instant Alchemy', anyone will be forcibly transformed into gold immediately. There is no defense or avoidance. But at this time, you should have shown off your special skills, right?

Where's your 'Witch Hunting King'? Speaking of which, I'm also interested in whether I can convert flames into gold."

"Tch, I know you're working hard, but if you use 'Witch Hunting King' to deal with such a thing, it's too bullying of the weak, and it should be very unhappy. What's more, he's looking after the house now.

." However, Steele seemed completely unaffected by what he just said, and continued to speak in his own tone of voice.

"Asshole, shut up!" As if to interrupt the mocking voice, ten more "instant alchemy" shots flew out. Although Steele said he was a magician, he was still made of flesh and blood. As a result, ten "instant alchemy" shots were fired.

Six of "Alchemy" hit Steele, leaving six holes of different sizes in various parts of his body.

"Moreover, haven't you discovered that you are actually one of the magic tools?" Although his whole body was beaten to pieces, Steele still did not stop talking.

"What are you talking about?" The astonished alchemist Aureos continued to shoot "Instant Alchemy". As a result, Steele's already tattered body was even more tattered, as if a gust of wind blew.

If it does, it will dissipate.

"Forget it, I'm not in the mood to continue talking to you, a fake."

"What are you talking about? I am Oreos!"

"I really can't shed tears until I see the coffin. Well, let me ask you a question. Why did you learn alchemy?"

"Of course it is to study how high a person who still maintains the concept of human can reach. This is also the pride of my ancestor Paracelsus. Why do you ask this?" Aureos

He stopped attacking and replied to Steele.

"In that case, why do you come into contact with something beyond the human concept of 'vampire'?"

Steele's words echoed in Aureos's mind like a thunderclap.

"What..." Feeling that the voice just came from behind him, the fake Oreos was frightened and hurriedly backed away.

"It's too late!" Before he could finish his words, a flaming sword appeared in Steele's hand. With a single wave, he cut off all the right limbs of the alchemist in front of him like chopping vegetables.

"I said, I'm not interested in fake things. If you don't know where the real Aureos is, just get out of the way."

"Ahhhhhh!!!" Stimulated by the physical pain and Steele's words, the alchemist went crazy. He began to fire "Instant Alchemy" desperately with his left hand, which resulted in one of the knives.

After contacting Steele's flaming sword, it bounced back according to its original trajectory and pierced his master's calf.

In the end, the alchemist also became a golden sculpture.

"It's really troublesome... Hehe, when did I have the same idea as that person?" Looking at the man who had turned into a sculpture, Steele gave a bitter smile.

At this time, at Kamijou Touma's home.

Index was playing boredly with the calico cat Sphinx. It was said to be playing, but in fact it was just rolling around with the cat in her arms. Presumably it was due to Kamijou Touma's unfortunate constitution. Inside the dormitory

The floor was always clean, otherwise Kamijou might fall down at home and get a concussion. However, even so, Kamijou would often trip and fall at home, not just after mopping the floor.

It was too slippery. A tennis ball ran out of nowhere and landed right in front of the path he was going to take.

"Damn it, where did Touma go?" At this time, Index had several questions in her head. First, why did Touma call her? Index didn't think that "trying to use the phone would help"

"Can't get through" is a very reasonable answer; secondly, she knows Touma's temper very well. It is impossible for him to maintain such a mentality after knowing that his pudding has been eaten. As for "forget it", it is more

It's impossible, she will definitely lose her temper, and then she will bite her when she says something wrong... No, no, I'm off topic...

It was very suspicious... No, it was too suspicious... So, Index made up her mind, put on her "mobile church", and opened the door without thinking.
Chapter completed!