Chapter 2 The BOSS on the science side was once young
After an hour of playing the chess game between Cronpis and Mathers, the goblins forced the humans into a dead end.
Westcott chuckled: "If you have something you don't want to say, you should have lowered your head earlier and asked me to borrow money in time. It seems like what you said, no piece in this chess game can escape the influence of each other."
"Is it related to the prop in your hand?" Mathers stared at the "little square box" that Crownpis sometimes held in his arms and sometimes took out to look at.
"It is indeed relevant, but there is no such thing as a cheat in playing chess. As long as I don't delay it on purpose, let's see what can't happen?" Crounpis put the game console from the 21st century back into his pocket and looked at it from the inside.
Infinite backpacks have been added.
It seems that this "noble" cannot win on the highest difficulty level.
"Forget it." Mathers, who was actually used to it, said, "Just introduce someone."
"That newcomer? Mathers, are you serious?" Westcott asked with a frown.
"How can it still be shaken now? You mean Crowley, right?" Mathers said.
"?!" Crounpis had a bad feeling about this last name that seemed a bit familiar.
"Isn't that a man who replaces good traditions with sex and drugs?"
"Just looking at the surface and denying it without explanation is no different from someone holding a newspaper and claiming to be an intellectual, you damn old man."
Those few people seemed to ignore the homeowner and began to argue, although the words were very vulgar...
"Hey, how is the chess game going? Having said that, do you think you've given up?" Crowenpis asked awkwardly. The dead game is a dead game, and it's not good for Mathers, but it's not lost yet.
"Of course, continue, I have no intention of admitting defeat. After this game, Crowley must be here too." Mathers continued to think about the chess move.
"In other words, you are going to use what the newcomer you introduced is going to publish here as a meeting gift for the older generation as the reward for this bet? Isn't that because you didn't pay anything? You cunning man." Kraunpi
Si curled her lips and followed the move.
Fifteen minutes later——
"I won." Crowenpis said happily as he pushed down the "King" chess piece on the opposite side.
"Okay, I think he should have been outside the door for some time." Mathers glanced at the door. Although he didn't know whether it was clairvoyance or what he sensed, it was confirmed.
By the way, there is someone outside the door, but why are you just waiting outside without knocking? In other words, Mathers' original plan was to gradually get into this topic during today's party, and then give the newcomers a relatively good introduction.
Chance.
Then, the man who looked similar to the Hanged Man, the biggest difference being that he was head up and feet down, opened the door and walked in.
"Although I really want to complain that I have no intention of having anything to do with him, is it okay to witness this man's history in such a vulgar place?" Cronpis thought.
"By the way, why didn't I record this important meeting in the history I read in the future? You must know that these people will be famous in this field in the future... No, it's because this place is too vulgar, so it's not worth recording or just start.
Are you making up the magic side of history? High-end history is never credible." She continued to think.
However, today was just a meeting. Crowley and everyone present exchanged a few normal greetings and it ended.
A few days later, Clawnpith came back to the capital to listen to Mathers's super long and eloquent lecture on magic theory, which Crowley participated in.
By the way, do you have any aristocratic dignity? Why did you casually add the idea of the relationship between the industrial revolution and magic that Crounpis proposed before into your own theory? Is there any copyright protection?
Well, Crounpis, who didn’t intend to involve too many interest entanglements to create cause and effect, really doesn’t have a copyright.
Then came Crowley's demonstration, which was a magic ritual known as the equivalent of "Angel's Power (Telesma)". The use of fresh blood as the material to depict the magic circle seemed to have caused dissatisfaction among the older generation.
Wait, Crounpis noticed that among the props of all the magic rituals, there was a small bottle of white viscous substance. Crounpis had sufficient anthropomorphic experience to prompt Michaelis and Shiro Otohime to give birth to a baby for herself.
, I know very well what it is; also, the copper "little pendant" you wear on your belt looks very similar in shape, but it doesn't seem to be a simple mushroom, right? Is it for yourself? It's still out there, Crow
Leigh are you serious?
I always feel like the image of this future BOSS is about to collapse, or is it just someone with the same name?
But Crowley's magic display was generally quite successful. However, it also frightened Crowley. If he was not careful, the whole building would be blown up. In fact, it was almost done in the process.
It was on the verge of out-of-control detonation. If Mathers hadn't stopped it, everyone else would have almost contacted the "authorities" on the magic side to handle it.
Crownpis originally planned to stay aside and watch those people argue about the magic displayed by Crowley; at the same time, she was thinking about whether she could use these people, including British nobles, to get some banned books from the British Empire.
It is easy to reprint copies, and they are even available in the British Library where you can read them. But they are the kind of occult books that do not contain magic and magic circles, and only have true content. In the eyes of ordinary people, they are unpopular occult books. You should try to get them.
After getting the original code, and now that she was involved with Crowley, Crowenpis felt that she shouldn't stay too long.
However, now compared to this matter, Crownpis feels that there is something more urgent that she needs to do with Crowley——
It seemed that Crowley didn't need to speak in person for the time being, so Crowenpis pulled Crowley and walked out.
He was surprisingly obedient.
This gave her some thoughts that had nothing to do with the progress of the matter: "But... Crowley's face and hair are really beautiful. It's a shame that he has to hang upside down indoors in the future. But... everyone
Do all human beings have a young age?"
Arriving at the deserted corridor upstairs, Crounpis turned around, raised his hand and slapped Crowley in the face. His control was so precise that Crowley drew a very beautiful parabola in the air and was forced to flip.
After turning around for ten and a half times, the whole person fell to the ground in a "big" shape.
"You're such a weak soul! If you want to perform such a dangerous magic show, please do it outside, okay! Do you want to demolish my house?" Crounpis shouted with a trace of anger.
After a moment, Crowley reacted, touched his face, and said: "Obviously, neither my wife nor my lover has ever beaten me like this..."
"Oh, so your harem is quite harmonious?" Crounpis read.
"No, I found my lover outside without telling my wife." Crowley replied seriously.