Chapter 411 Talking about the spiral of contradictions
After the rain, the sky cleared up, and the morning air was filled with the fragrance of earth. The air was also exceptionally fresh, unlike the usual turbid feeling. But Ise Saneishi had no intention of appreciating everything around him. He looked at it with disgust.
My new shoes are covered in mud.
"Tsk——"
He suppressed the disgust in his heart and couldn't help cursing his immediate superior in his heart. After all, work like checking out spells was generally a drudgery job, and was basically assigned by force.
Especially during the Holy Grail War, although Ise Saneishi did not think that any magician could break through the [Guardian] Fortress composed of the combined strength of two-digit magicians, even a mysterious force as powerful as a heroic spirit would be difficult to invade. But he could stay
In an absolutely safe fortress, who would be willing to take risks?
——Except for some unlucky guy who can’t choose.
Ise Saneishi cautiously approached the triggered technique, and at the same time took out the pistol from his waist and took off the hammer.
He is just an ordinary eldest son level magician. In the Holy Grail War, he can be said to be worse than cannon fodder. However, thanks to the firearm-type magic ritual in his hand, he can at least become a qualified cannon fodder. In order to obtain
He contributed his meager strength to the victory of the Holy Grail War.
Although the Ise Sanichi clan has achieved great success in modern society, as a magician family it lags far behind other families, let alone the Reilongkan family, the leading magician family in the Far East.
In fact, the status of the three Ise families in the Far East was like that of the shining sun, but as time went by, it continued to decline, and was even demoted to a backward family by the Magic Association centered on the British Clock Tower. Now when it comes to the Far East
The only magician family recognized by them is the Linglong Pavilion family.
This is of course a shame for the Ise Sanichi clan. They are proud of their family's long history, but this pride was shattered by the Western magic family that settled here a century ago.
If you want to reverse this situation, I am afraid that only the legendary Holy Grail can do it.
Of course, it was not Ise Saneishi's turn to save the family whose building was in danger of collapse. Although he had some illusions in his heart, he knew that if his superficial knowledge of magic did not add to the lethality of this weapon,
Firearm type magic gift.
——This is really a sad thing.
He shook his head, driving this thought out of his mind, and looked around cautiously.
The diameter of the surrounding trees obviously made it impossible to hide anyone, and there were no suspicious creatures like familiars above them, so only the woodland under their feet was left.
Suddenly, Ise Saneishi's eyes spotted a dazzling red color, which was the color of blood, and a squirming creature not far away - a dying rat.
[It seems that he accidentally broke into the defensive magic range. 】
He felt relieved and did not move forward. Instead, he raised his gun and aimed at the struggling mouse.
Whether it was a real mouse or a magician's familiar, it exploded in the sound of gunfire, and its broken body flew in all directions. Looking at the brilliant blood flowers rising, Ise Saneishi suddenly felt a sense of relief, and with it
The resentment in my heart has disappeared a lot.
"A despicable rat dares to break into the territory of the Ise Tribe."
He spat and pushed the hammer back. Then he leaned down to look for the bullet casing that fell on the ground. The bullet casing itself was also a miniature magic gift. After recycling, it could be reloaded with a warhead and continued to be used.
When Ise Saneishi picked up the bullet casing, he unexpectedly discovered the head of the dead rat, with black eyes the size of mung beans that seemed to be staring at him.
For some reason, Ise Saneishi shuddered. For a moment, he felt as if he was being targeted by some kind of terrifying existence, but he soon came back to his senses and rushed over in anger, raising his feet high.
, intending to crush that rat’s head completely.
His body suddenly stopped, like a robot that had lost power, and all movements came to an abrupt halt. However, he quickly recovered and stood there in a daze, then walked towards the entrance of the underground workshop.
Without any doubts, and even the detection of the spell found no abnormalities, he entered the indestructible magic workshop.
………
"It's really simple enough. I prepared so many plans for nothing."
Mikael walked dumbfoundedly in the magic workshop of the Ise Tribe. To be precise, he was controlling the body of the Ise Tribe. In order to sneak into the magic workshop of the Ise Tribe, he formulated four action plans.
, there are even branch plans after the failure of the main plan.
He originally thought that the Ise Tribe who summoned Rider was no less than a dragon or a tiger, but in fact, he discovered that it was nothing more than that. The layout of the magic barrier was naturally not comparable to that of Caster. The only thing that interested him was those arranged inside the workshop.
There are countless fixed turrets on the ceiling and walls.
After all, most magicians still reject modern science, and the older they are, the more so, except for some individual families. The Ise Sanyi clan took the initiative to combine magic with modern science. Although they have achieved considerable results,
But in the eyes of the ancient magician families in the Clock Tower, this is ironclad evidence of their depravity.
For these ancient families, it is a sin to get involved in modern science.
Of course, Mikael has never had this idea. Not only is it related to the fact that he has not received traditional magic education, but more importantly, the knowledge learned from the star core has broadened his knowledge.
The only way to develop is to keep pace with the times. Being complacent and clinging to the old will never bring good results. Moreover, if we only talk about the understanding of the mystery and the essence of the root, even the Shajo Love Song that connects the root itself is not as good as him, just like
Simply using firearms is the same as being familiar with the entire process and principles of firearms and gunpowder production.
But soon a call interrupted his thoughts.
Mikael turned around and saw the tall man behind him. He looked about forty years old, with brown curly hair stuck to his head. It looked like he was wearing an uncoordinated wig.
His eyes were squeezed deep by the wrinkles on his face. The navy blue uniform clung tightly to his body, and the buttons looked like they would fall apart at any time. Of course, this was not because of the uniform. This was already the largest uniform.
In Ise Saneishi's memory, this man was obviously willing to embarrass his immediate boss, one of the deputy chiefs of the security department - Ise Saneishi.
Mikael couldn't help complaining about this name in his heart. What kind of genius parents could think of such a weird name, but the name is true, this man looks like a cow and a horse.
"Hmph, Ise Saneishi, why don't you report to the Security Section after completing the mission?"