Chapter 555 The Gravekeeper Crow and the Gravekeeper at Blackmoya Cemetery
After leaving the windmill hut in Cibia, it was already approaching dusk outside, and the clouds in the distant sky were billowing, coated with a layer of red-gold brilliance by the red sunset, making them shine.
"The dean of the Atlas Academy... is really a strange person."
Aozaki Aoko murmured to herself that the overall feeling of Cibia was very strange. Although talking with them was very enjoyable, she seemed to be very indifferent and did not mix personal emotions. She stood in a higher dimension.
Overlooking the world.
These tangled and contradictory feelings are entangled together, forming an equally complex and contradictory person.
"Zibiya is no longer a human being. If I remember correctly, he became a Dead Apostle thousands of years ago."
Mikael suddenly interrupted and said.
"You clearly know that's not what I meant."
Aozaki Aoko looked at Mikael quite speechlessly.
But if you think about it, it seems to make some sense. Zibia is no longer a human being. Of course, there is no need to use human concepts to judge.
"Okay, okay, Miss Qingzi, I was wrong. As compensation, I will give you this little toy. Please forgive my little gaffe."
Aozaki Reiko didn't put her guard down just because of the old man's complicated words.
Like the special old man, my eyes are very human, and there is no such human feeling. My steps are also very steady, like ancient trees, they are deeply rooted into the ground.
The corners of the old man's mouth turned downward, as if he wanted to smile, but he didn't look too stiff or weak.
Cibia cannot use Dong Xin's calculation to create a snack that will make you fat if you eat it, but it gives you a slight shock and at the same time arouses your interest.
A simple magic formula was unfolded under your arm, and the magic power gathered under it, bursting out with cyan lightning and making a crisp crackling sound.
Aozaki Reiko smacked her lips in disdain, rolled her eyes subconsciously, but finally focused on the Dongxin Calculation Core in her hand.
"It is not that complicated to shape objects through Aoko. The core of Aoko's calculation is just a collection and reorganization of information. Although it reduces the burden of information, it still needs a magician to guide it."
Hearing Mikael's explanation, Aozaki Dongxin was speechless.
I was wearing a white windbreaker, with traces of wear and tear underneath, and no burrs on the edges. I was wearing a similarly worn-out cowboy hat, and my old face was full of ravines, which were marks left by time.
mark.
Being stared at by more than a dozen crows was an amazing feeling that made my scalp numb.
Aozaki Aoko stretched out her hand to take the core and looked at Mikael blankly.
That shows whether you have weapons in your hands, and it also shows your goodwill.
There are also many magicians in the Clock Tower who use crows as their familiars, but Xiao Shao only uses them for reconnaissance, and the magical aura under those crows is even more obscure and weak.
"Victory..."
"Is it okay for you two to come here?" "It seems that Brakmoya Cemetery is isolated from the world, so his mission is not to prevent you from retreating into the cemetery? Gravekeeper."
The rustling of the trees behind his eyes became smaller and smaller, and a woman walked out from where the crow flew.
Aozaki Dongxin's face became solemn. There was no magic power flowing under these crows. It does not mean that all those crows are the magician's familiars.
"Of course you intended to stop your Majesty's actions, but you just felt that no one wanted to retreat to the surrounding area, and you retreated and went up to inspect as a routine."
I explained sincerely,
Suddenly a familiar voice interrupts your thoughts.
"If you think about Animusfia, the monarch of the Clock Tower Astronomy Department, this famous [Fool], there is no one in the entire magic world who knows about the legendary seventh magician."
"Eh--?"
People would say that the magic power circulated by a special crow familiar is only as strong as throwing a cannon, so those dozen or so crow familiars should not be as weak as grenades.
Holding back the feeling of nausea, Aozaki Reiko stretched out her hand towards the snack, but as soon as your fingers touched the surface of the snack, the whole thing suddenly collapsed, turning into complete particles and disappearing.
A high and familiar voice sounded.
"You are the enemy."
Mikael patted Aozaki Reiko's shoulder heavily, then walked behind you and spoke.
"He knows you?"
You curiously injected your magic power into it, and the slightly gloomy Aoko calculation core suddenly burst out with dazzling light. In an instant, seemingly countless data streams poured into the cerebellum. This feeling of congestion and chaos almost overwhelmed
You spit it out.
The old man didn't seem surprised that Mikael saw his identity as a tombkeeper. As a tombkeeper, because he deals with spirits all day long, this [smell] is very obvious in the eyes of other magicians.
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"It's just a trial product. There is no limit to your calculation ability. Just give it to him to play with."
There was a rustle in the trees behind, and it seemed that nothing was passing through the trees. Then there was another sound of flapping wings, and a dozen crows rose into the sky and landed under the branches, watching.
us.
Especially when the other party is the monarch of the Clock Tower, a famous fool and a monster named the ancestor of the Dead Apostles. Considering the other party's magical attainments, it is simply not possible to deceive his identity.
Mikael said jokingly, then opened the imaginary number pocket and threw the core of Trismegistes to Aozaki Aoko.
Although the etiquette of magicians is not the same as that of special people, the meanings expressed by special people are different.
Aozaki Reiko rubbed her head and disconnected from Aoko's calculation core, and the nauseating feeling gradually subsided.
"Isn't this thing very important to Animusfia? Is it really bad to give it to you like this?"
You suddenly thought of Zibia. I can actually build such an Aoko space through the Aoko Calculation Core, and I can still chat and laugh with us. I am truly worthy of being the dean of the Atlas Academy.
I should be around eighty years old, which is not yet old age for special human beings, but I still have strong muscles, and even through a heavy windbreaker, I can clearly see my outline.
"Tsk——"
I stopped close behind Mikael and Reiko Aozaki. I just kept a dangerous distance and at the same time stretched out my hand, showing that there was no weapon in my hand.
——Of course I have never concealed anything, right?
"Just knowing that the Lord and the Magician from the Clock Tower have nothing to do with them?"
And behind you, a rough pastry is also shaped and suspended in mid-air, but it looks a little unreal, and the edges don't have the feeling of a molded lake.
"By the way, I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Belsac Blackmoya, and he is the tombkeeper of the generation at Blackmoya Cemetery."