Chapter 87: Gently dust off the sparks on the upper body
"How are you going to deliver the magic eye I want?" Clawnpith asked.
"No problem, it will be delivered tomorrow. What's the price difference?" Yvette was so confident that her voice was off-key... It seemed like she never spoke without being off-key.
"... I'll give you the non-singing attack-type magic eye that your family is good at. Oh, I want a real eye instead of a gem." Since Yvette had this reaction, Crounpisi didn't hesitate to ask for a product.
"Which magic eye is not chantless?" Yvette looked dumbfounded.
"I heard about the guy who chanted before his eyes erupted with beams. Is that a rumor?"
"No, no, no," Yvette crossed her arms, "That's not a magic eye. At best, it's just using your eyes to gather magic power to perform magic. If you're skilled, you can also use your lower body to release magic~"
"Lower body?"
"Yes, it feels like El-Melloi II-sensei using the Explosive Balrog Light Kick in a fighting game."
"Those are feet, right? No...did you deliberately run the train in front of you?"
"Ah haha, don't worry about the small details. Compared with this - do you have any chance of eye transplantation?" Yvette ended the joke and asked seriously.
"You don't have to worry about that."
"Ha! That's a happy deal." Yvette raised her hands in the air, patted Crounpiss hard, and then jumped away.
"Do you want your coffee?" Seeing that the other party had half a cup of cappuccino left, she picked it up and drank it herself.
After finishing the meal, the little goblin on the Crohn's leather ribbon who had just eaten and had a bloated belly returned to the room holding the back of his head. He looked at the deserted room and muttered: "Jack is really too busy to come back.
It would be nice to spend some time with me."
If she hadn't sensed Jack wandering around in other carriages of the train, she would have thought that Jack had jumped off the train and left.
I thought I would spend the time quietly until the auction opened. However, late that night, the bored Crounpis was rolling on the bed, sensing what the people in the surrounding rooms were doing——
A man with brown hair and a Chinese character face in a suit gently opened the door.
Normally a magician would set up a defensive barrier in his room, but here Crounpis didn't plan anything, so he was lazy and did nothing.
The man's eyes flashed with golden light, and Crounpisi felt that his passive defense skills were taking effect.
"Oh, what kind of assassin is here in the middle of the night? Could it be that my transaction with Yvette was overheard? [Silence]."
The moment the man was directly blocked by the Crow's leather, he grabbed his neck silently, rushed out of the door and pressed it against the inner wall on the opposite side of the car.
"[Soul operation [Modify Spirit]]!"
This guy has the magic eye of compulsion, and his daughter has magic to break the magic eye, but it is uncontrollable. It is very troublesome to passively expose the disguised and hidden thing from time to time, so the father plans to bring his daughter to get a pair of controllable magic eyes.
The out-of-control magic eye is sold.
His daughter was the one who died in the accident during the day. The roar was, but in the magic world, it is normal to fight for such reasons. The train will not deal with it. Since you have boarded the train, you must bear all the consequences. It is not that the father has not done well.
Protective measures, but opponents come and go without a trace.
What does that have to do with yourself?
Oh~ That little girl is the one who "attacked" me on the platform. Her illusion breaking magic eye is uncontrollable. When she sees the illusion that changes the appearance of Crow's skin, she will break it. It is regarded as an attack on Crow.
Enpisi resisted. The father quickly touched his daughter's head to cover up and comfort her.
Then he stabbed Lou Zi's daughter and died? Because the train didn't care about it, so my father went directly to me, who was the most suspected of genjutsu at the time. He wanted to use the magic eye of compulsion to control and question me?
This is really not my doing, I am wronged.
Look at this guy's interpersonal relationship, it's very good. If no one is close enough and strong enough to jump out and avenge your father and daughter, then you have no value in living.
Silently, Crounpisi quietly broke the man's neck.
Letting go, the body fell to the ground.
If this had not happened today, Cronpis would not have even noticed the father and daughter. Even now, she no longer cares about their identities. She has seen their names, so of course she does not need to care about them.
It was human sleep time, and in the dead of night, what Crounpis did in the public area did not cross the barrier that the magicians had set up in their room, nor did it make any noise, so no one opened the door to check.
However, public areas are monitored by train staff.
Just like the police of a certain country, the conductor Rodin came here late with several conductors.
"What happened here?" Even after witnessing such a murderous drama, the skinny commander's face did not change. He was used to fighting each other with his competitors before the auction started. Asking this question was just a little bit of the commander's fault.
Responsibilities.
"This person wanted to kill me for some reason, and then I killed him in return. That's it."
"Is that so? It is true that this man's companions were also killed during the day. Do you know anything?" Although it was like a cross-examination, the commander's tone sounded like he was asking Crounpis what he had eaten tonight.
He didn't care about the father-daughter relationship between the two people.
"I don't know." Crounpis said truthfully, and then, "Compared with this, how to deal with the magic eyes on this person? Can you give it to me?" I don't want to waste it.
"Leave it to us and we can auction it," the commander said.
"What if I insist on getting the ownership? After all, this person wants to kill me, so I also have the right to take away everything from him." Cronpis tried to demonstrate.
"After the auction, the entire auction amount minus the commission can be handed over to you. In addition, we have complete and efficient transplantation technology." the commander replied.
"Guaranteed by the reputation of the train." He said.
"Then let's do it." Crounpis turned around and slammed the door and returned to the room.
That sentence is equivalent to saying that as long as you pay the commission, you will give away these magic eyes for nothing. No matter how much you raise the price at the auction, you will just lose the wallet from your left hand to your right hand.
After returning to the room, Crounpis threw herself on the bed again, raised her eyes and looked at the coffee table by the window: "You are finally willing to come back, Jack."
Young Jack was sitting there just now.
"Let me guess, are you the one who brought this about?" Crownpiss wondered if it was Jack who helped her eliminate a potential danger before killing the little girl who almost saw through her true identity.
No, maybe Jack did this because he was in danger of being discovered.
Facts have proved that Crownpiss thought too much, and underestimated Jack's ideas because he ignored part of the nature of Jack the Ripper due to the legend...