Aogasaki Rin, a adopted Aogasaki, was blind when he was a child, until one day he woke up to the scene of a simulator(Eternal Reccurence)
【 Time: 2000 years
【 When you open your eyes, you still can't see the light, but you can feel that you are imme...
The red roadster drifted down a street, dodging dozens of black keys and countless "secrets" thrown from behind.
Looking at the pedestrians on both sides of the street who constantly exclaimed and dodged and the surrogates on the roofs of the surrounding buildings following their vehicles at a speed unimaginable to ordinary people, Mordred sighed unhappily, his slender eyebrows wrinkled together, and his pretty face was filled with impatience.
"It's really pestering, these guys..."
But immediately the girl seemed to be talking to herself, and she had a little headache about someone's preaching.
"Ah I see, I see someone in front, don't worry, I don't plan to involve ordinary people, Bedivel."
Kicking the brakes sharply, turning the steering wheel, avoiding a pedestrian who had no time to dodge, the girl restarted the engine neatly, and the specially modified sports car immediately rushed out again, so that several heretical interrogation knights who thought they had a chance to catch her couldn't help but eat ashen at this moment.
"Obviously, our side is just taking back what belongs to us, and this group of guys is really shameless enough... What, you say that in their opinion, the items used by the 'Son' have a special symbolic meaning, so they can also be understood?
"I said Bedivel, there has to be a limit to being considerate. These people clearly stole things from our side, okay! "
As if speechless, glaring at the smooth, rounded stone fragment on the seat next to him, as if it were part of some large object, Mordred scolded angrily.
And some kind of existence residing in the stone seemed to realize his gaffe and fell silent.
However, just when the girl was proud that she finally had the opportunity to argue with someone in reason, before she could smile, after she turned a corner, dozens of substitutes dressed in black priesthoods and hanging cross pendants suddenly appeared in front of her, forming a human wall and blocking the road.
Mordred pouted, and was about to control the vehicle to retreat quickly to find another intersection, when the members of the Church Church who had been chasing her behind her also arrived at this moment, surrounding her in the middle.
"Crowd tactics... There were almost three hundred surrogates, more than a hundred heretical interrogation knights, and even cardinals were rushing here... I said, wait a minute, are you going to send all the people from the burial organ over? "
Facing such a large number of church personnel, the girl closed her eyes and sensed the surroundings, without any panic, but casually picked up the fragments of the round table on the seat next to her, put them in a small backpack, and at the same time unfastened her seat belt and got out of the sports car, tied a long sword wrapped in cloth behind her back, and carried the backpack smoothly.
"The people of the burial agency are on a mission in various places, and if it weren't for that, it wouldn't let you take advantage of it so easily. Well, lest things continue to expand, please hand over the Holy Sword, Miss Mordred Pendragon. "
A slightly helpless but somewhat awe-inspiring voice came from the sky, and just listening to the sound made people imagine that its owner should be a righteous young man.
It was only after hearing this sound that Mordred looked back at the blond young man who was standing on several filaments that were almost invisible to the naked eye, suspended in the air, dressed no different from the surrogate around him, as if he had discovered something, and couldn't help but laugh.
"Who did I think it was, isn't that Bestiano?" How, how does it feel to make yourself look like this in pursuit of that ridiculous thing? I remember the last time I met you, your name was John Nator Bestino, what did your name become this time? "
“...... Just call me Bestino, Miss Mordred. In addition, those who already have it cannot feel the emotions of those who desire it, so please do not mention this again. Of course, if you are willing to honestly return the holy sword, we can continue to talk. "
As if he had been exposed by the girl, the blond young man who originally had a gentle smile with a sense of justice on his face became gloomy for a moment, but he immediately controlled his emotions and warned the girl with a smile that was not deep or shallow.
"Oh, if you want, get it yourself!" I don't remember the people in the church talking so nicely. "
Mordred raised the corners of his mouth to reveal a fearless smile, and his gold-ring-like holy cyan eyes scanned the surrounding surrogate and heretical interrogation knights, with interest in his eyebrows.
“...... If that's the case, then forgive us for being rude. "
Bestino sighed softly, his hands dressed in handguards shaped like musical instruments, his fingers silently and dexterously dancing in the air as if playing.
Soon, among the surrogaters who formed a human wall below, dozens of surrogates immediately exclaimed in surprise, as if their bodies were uncontrolled, and at this moment flew out of the crowd with a rapid movement that defyed physical common sense, holding black keys and flying towards the girl.
"It's still the same old way to play this trick, 'human beings'!"
Mordred laughed viciously like a war, and a huge magical power burst out from her without warning, and the violent wind and waves blew through the air, instantly shaking the surrogates who surrounded her directly.
And at the moment when the next wave of church personnel was about to use magic chain to arrest herself again, she suddenly removed the long sword she was carrying behind her back, tore the cloth strip on the long sword, completely exposed it to the air, and said loudly.
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"See the sword as you see the man! Isn't that what you've been stressing all the time? In that case...'Holy Son' is here, why dare to use the sword! "
The church personnel who were still imposing and wanted to catch the girl, the bold "thief", after hearing these words, all involuntarily paused and stopped their forward steps.
"Special circumstances, no need to care, the responsibility is borne by me."
But due to the deterrent power of the girl's words, these people's movements were always one step slower.
The moment the words of the young priest fell, Mordred directly stepped on the front cover of the convertible sports car, stomped on the metal cover completely dented, and his body soared high into the sky!
The girl laughed loudly and leaned out her hand into the air.
In the next second, in the sky where there was nothing, the sudden sound of the helicopter's booming propeller sounded like tearing open a sky-colored curtain, so that a black helicopter suddenly "drilled" out of the air, and Mordred also just grabbed the soft ladder that the helicopter put down, and her petite body was immediately brought into the air.
"If you have the ability, just like last time, steal it back!" If you are not afraid of death, just come, hahaha! "
Watching the girl get farther and farther from the ground as the helicopter ascended, Bestino stopped the church personnel who wanted to continue the pursuit and frowned.
"Illusion? Can invade the Vatican enchantment without any reaction, and hide it until this time from being noticed... Gee, it's really troublesome. "
Putting away the dress in his hand and landing lightly on the ground, Bestino wanted to return directly to the royal hall to report the situation, but a substitute who seemed to be a new addition stopped him.
"Lord Priest, why should we give up pursuit? Even if the other party is the sole heir of the Pendragon family and has a good connection with the Magic Association, how can we allow The Divine Sword to fall into the hands of others! "
"Idiot, do you really think that the church will always let that person go for this reason?"
Bestino glanced coldly at the surrogate in front of him, making the other party's body stiffen, and then he complained as if he was talking to himself.
"It was a direct order from the crown of France, not to cause harm to that person, at most to arrest. For according to the revelation of the Lord, that person has a great relationship with the Son. "
It seemed that he didn't care so much about his "mask", and directly showed a little impatient, and the blond young man planned to report this incident and get out of this incident.
After all, accompanying the bad-tempered eldest lady, the matter of playing the "cat and mouse game" will be left to others to have a headache, as for him...
Recently received the news that a certain Death Apostle is restless again, and it is time to leave for the Far East.
