Chapter 102 Expedition to the Blue Sea and Silver Beach
When Flampis was a little confused about whether her name was correct in claiming to members of the Anglican Church and the Roman Orthodox Church, Aleister actually made this suggestion——
How about filming a World War II movie starring Franpis?
Flappis: "...Huh? I haven't had time recently. Is it okay to wait until this year?"
She secretly wondered what kind of medicine Aleister was selling in this gourd? Let her go make a movie? With Aleister's character, there must be something beneficial to Aleister to drag Flampi down when making a movie.
Silk water to help deal with it.
Even if she was interested in the new experience of making a movie, if Kamijou Touma could solve it, she would have to reduce her magic power anyway, so it would be a good idea to volunteer to help, but now is the time to do this.
?
"Compared to this matter, since I have half a century of vacuum, Crowley, can you introduce me to a few esper or magicians that I don't need, and that even if I deal with them casually, there won't be any problems in the short term?
Well, it's best if it can hurt us."
Aleister: "...the information will be sent to your mobile phone later."
It is not difficult for the chairman to understand Flappis's desire to deal with magicians and ability users first. If the result can cause harm to the magic side or clean up the forces in Academy City that hinder her and affect her "plan"
, he would not refuse this.
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September 17, Oceania, Northern Australia, Micronesia International Airport——
A girl with purple hair and bright clothes walked out of the door dragging a flat luggage that was taller than her height. Purple hair looks quite strange in this world where intelligent races are basically human beings, but as long as she wears bright enough clothes, she can be
Think of it as someone with a non-mainstream style.
She is Pliny, wearing a wise man's crown, a magic prop doll that Crounpis uses to release the magic she does not know. When necessary, Crounpis will put her own clone consciousness into it. Now
is also like this.
Pliny went straight to the hotel next door.
When checking into the room, she asked the counter clerk: "Excuse me, can I ask about the island nearby that was formed by a volcanic eruption?"
"You mean Uphill Island? Are you interested in islands formed by volcanoes? There are also carved remains from the Age of Discovery that were displaced by volcanic movements, but I don't recommend going there."
"The environment there is considered to be harsh. However, although there has been some development there for logistics and tourism, we have no intention of living there at all," the counter clerk said.
"But I heard there are residents there. It seems there is nothing wrong with it being a starting point for surfing." Pliny asked pretending to be confused.
"Uphill Island is indeed a good starting point for surfing and paddling, but it may be dangerous if you get involved too much."
Pliny slightly cast her spiritual magic, hoping that the clerk could kindly talk about what was going on there.
Flappis found out from Aleister that the British Puritans, who had been allies in the past, had sent saints to deal with the extremely dangerous magicians or associations there, and they had magic or spiritual equipment that could destroy the city in an instant.
The incident seems to be resolved, but the object does not appear to be disposed of.
How did Aleister have this information? What did the English Puritans say? Or was this something he wanted to deal with in his "plan"? Or did he think his enemies might use this power sooner or later?
Crounpis was indifferent to whether he was being used as a gunman, but he would never let the consequences of his actions cause him to suffer big losses.
Therefore, when Pliny arrived at her destination, she needed to conduct some investigation.
Although magic is a secret in the other world, it seems that it can also form certain legends in the local area.
After a while, she walked out of the hotel, but her appearance completely changed. She was wearing an Academy City one-piece competitive swimsuit, beach shoes, and carrying a paddleboard that she took out of her luggage.
Holding a tourist map in one hand and a small bottle of champagne that was forcibly sold during the conversation in the other, I walked along the road past local houses.
On the way, she still managed to chat with the locals from time to time.
It doesn't take much spiritual magic. They are very willing to talk about the island, but most of them describe various things and hope not to have anything to do with it, just like telling tourists to pay attention to sharks or jellyfish for the safety of tourists.
Half an hour later, Pliny stepped onto the white sand on the beach.
Apart from the blue sea, silver beach, swimming and surfing resort, this remote southern island has no other selling points. If you don’t dress like this when you come here, and you are not a local resident, it will look very strange.
It's better not to be too abrupt before you achieve your goal.
"Gudu Gudu." Pliny drank up the champagne in the bottle, gently threw the bottle into a trash can thirty meters away, and walked towards the windless sea.
She put the paddle board into the water, stepped on it, was silent for a moment, raised her head and muttered: "How do you do surfing?"
If you can use space magic to reach your destination, it will be very easy. The problem is that Cronpis doesn't know about it. If you use it forcefully, there may be errors. If you use it continuously, you don't know if it will alert the magicians on the island.
"That little guy over there." Pliny put on a coquettish look and waved to the handsome guy in swimming trunks who was about to start not far away, and shouted in English, "Can you teach me?"
Nearly an hour later, Uphill Island—
"Thank you!" Pliny dropped the surfboard wetly on the reef and thanked the handsome surfer who was very open and enthusiastic and took a sip of oil.
"Okay, are you tired and ready to rest? Do you need me to accompany you?"
"No, that's not necessary. I plan to go to the island later."
"Ah? Then... I'll go back first. If you can't go there by yourself, just rent a boat over there. You can go back to the hotel and pay." The handsome guy pointed to the small pier not far away.
"Oh, thank you."
"But miss, please be careful. The residents of this island are very repulsive to outsiders. If you casually chat with the salesperson about local affairs, there might be a detective-drama-style guy charging towards you with a kitchen knife."
"No way? Is it so serious?" Pliny hugged her delicate body in a performance.
"Ha, of course, a murder will not happen, but it won't be a good experience for you, right?"
"Well, thank you very much."
"Okay, goodbye."
"Bye bye." Pliny once again waved goodbye to the kind-hearted handsome guy who drove away on his surfboard.
After the man could no longer be seen, she turned around and walked towards the island: "Next, although it is very happy to have sex for free, it is even more fun to be a messenger of justice."
Although the locals are xenophobic, since surfing is possible, there are still places dedicated to tourists.
On the Silver Beach, there are many tourists also wearing swimsuits eating barbecue and drinking wine, and the fragrance is wafting everywhere.