The conversation between Li Xiang and Louis was very pleasant.
He is a very chatty Frenchman.
It's just that the name is a little bit off.
When Ka Xiu walked onto the podium, their chat stopped in time.
Today's course is "History of Mythology".
"As magicians, we cannot simply regard myths as myths, because we understand that gods once existed, and myths are their records..."
Ka Xiu's voice clearly echoed in the corner of the classroom.
Comparable to the teachers in high school who had little bees hanging around their waists.
"The significance of our study of mythology is to look for the relics they left behind."
After Kaxiu paused for a moment, he said, "If one day you discover something, please contact the teacher of the Ore Department in time, and you will receive an unimaginable reward."
The more Li Xiang listened, the more he felt something was wrong.
Isn't this just tomb robbing?
It’s just that the object is a god.
But are you sure you won't attract their attention?
Li Xiang remembered that some of the gods in Xingyue's world view have returned to nature, and some are still alive.
But they are no longer in this Dharma-ending world, but the seat of God in a higher dimension.
It is impossible to come back, but it is quite simple to influence the Heroic Soul Seat and create a Servant clone.
Maybe one day the Holy Grail War will become extremely frequent.
It's like the timeline of "Fate/Apocrypha".
Li Xiang suddenly thought of the Qishen Society.
Most of them are from the spiritual profession.
Summoning followers is not unfamiliar to them.
Could it be that the Qishen Society wants to summon a divine clone?
And he himself is the coming body?
After class, Li Xiang said goodbye to Louis and met Astarte at the door of the academic building.
She was on the phone: "A useless person is worthless... No, I'm just adding tension to you."
Li Xiang listened to a few sentences and felt that she was a little different from her usual self.
Seems more cold.
"How about it?"
Astati put away Noakki and asked.
"not bad."
Li Xiang remembered something and asked, "Senior sister, is there a shooting club nearby?"
"You want to learn to shoot?"
Astarte was a little surprised, "You should know that magicians hate firearms, right?"
"Know."
This taboo was mentioned in the textbook for all basic subjects given by Astarte to Li Xiang.
Magicians consider themselves nobles, but everyone is an antique.
Don't accept anything modern.
Such as machinery, mobile phones, computers, etc.
Only a few of the younger generation of magicians are less resistant.
"I want to use it for self-defense."
Li Xiang explained his reasons, "There is no need to worry inside the clock tower, but outside, it will be safer with a gun."
Any time traveler who has seen Emiya Kiritsugu's performance will not disdain firearms.
After all, he killed a monarch.
Poor Kenneth.
Sir, times have changed.
The decline of mystery is accompanied by the rise of technology.
But he also understands the Magic Association's attitude.
Until he is not strong enough, he can only secretly play with guns under the covers.
"Follow me."
Astarte quickly sat in the driver's seat of the Rolls-Royce.
Li Xiang nodded.
They soon came to a shooting club called Black Rose.
After Li Xiang had an exchange with his boss, he got an automatic pistol.
In Britain it is commonly known as the Browning M1935 High Power Pistol.
Li Xiang remembers that Vodka, a member of the black organization in "Detective Conan", used it as his favorite gun.
He held the pistol.
A strong sense of familiarity came over me.
It was like he had touched it a million times before.
The boss was about to explain the basics of the action when he saw Li Xiang shooting at a target ten meters away.
Thirteen bullets were quickly used up.
"Oh, incredible! They all hit the bullseye!"
The boss couldn't help but raise his thumb and said, "You don't need to practice here with your level."
Astarte also glanced at him.
"What, I hit pretty accurately."
Li Xiang showed a surprised expression at the right time and said, "It seems that I have a good talent."
Later, he bought the automatic pistol with Astarti's payment.
A peaceful life passes quickly.
Li Xiang spent a very fulfilling study life in the Mining Department.
I also met some classmates.
But most relationships are shallow.
"Li Xiang, are you interested in joining the club?"
After class, Louis said, "Soon it will be the recruitment activities of the club, because except for special admissions and transfer students like you, all students in the basic subjects will officially graduate and choose to join the other eleven subjects."
"Why not do the admissions as soon as they enter the Clock Tower?"
"Because many clubs are exclusive to a certain discipline and do not accept students from other disciplines."
"I'm not interested."
Li Xiang shook his head and said.
"Then you're missing out on something very interesting."
Louis put his right arm on Li Xiang's shoulder and asked in a low voice, "Do you know about the Witch Club?"
Witchology is one of the magic systems of the plant family and is extremely good at making magic potions.
"Is there anything special?"
Li Xiang was puzzled.
He didn't want to learn from Xiao Yan and become an alchemist.
"Witch, seeing these two words can stir up a fire."
Louis' eyes seemed to be glowing with yellow light, and he said excitedly, "I heard that the founder of the plant family was a real witch, similar to the existence of elves. Their charm is beyond your imagination."
"..."
Li Xiang couldn't help but be speechless.
At this time, should he say the famous saying of a certain time traveler emperor, the taste of a witch is really good.
"If you are lucky enough to go to Miss Liddell's concert, you will understand that what I say is true."
"Concert? Can a magician still hold a concert?"
"Why not? That's May Lidelle Archelot, the world's number one idol recognized by the Magic Association, and the first witch in history to have over 100 million fans!"
"..."
Li Xiang recalled it carefully, but he had no impression.
But he had no interest in idols, so he chose to refuse.
Louis suddenly showed an expression of "What kind of man are you?"
Li Xiang just thinks magic is more interesting.
And his teacher is a witch, a veritable witch.
After all, she is not considered human.
"If you have time, please take me to get the magician's costume."
Li Xiang remembered that Ka Xiu had told him that his magic robe had been made and he could pick it up at any time.
"Let's go, but I advise you not to have any expectations from it."
As Louis walked away, he complained, "I thought it would be a magic costume, but it's just a simple piece of clothing."
Li Xiang suddenly lost his sense of expectation after hearing this.
He did think it was a magic gift before.
That is, special magician equipment.
After being reviewed by the gatekeeper, Li Xiang and Louis entered a warehouse.
It's very big and filled with densely packed shelves.
Louis had already had one experience and quickly found where the mineral family belonged.
Li Xiang raised his head to check his name.
At this moment, there was the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground.
He turned around and saw the headless Louis and the head on the ground.