The sacred right side of a certain comic

(Take a rest for one or two days, open a new volume, a new volume of Forbidden City...)

An ancient steam train is parked on a section of railway track. The train is tilted, as if it may derail at any time.

The green flames were still burning, and the surrounding vegetation gradually turned into ashes under the green flames. On both sides of the train, many magicians who got off the train gathered together and made a noise. Everyone looked horrified, talking about what had just happened. thing.

With trembling hands, Weber took out the cigar and took a few puffs, using the smell of the cigarette to slow down the pain in his body. There was a very deep wound on his back, and the white bandage he was wearing was spilled. blood stained red.

El-Melloi II's eyebrows were twisted together, the corners of his mouth were crooked, and he made a"whooshing" sound from his mouth. He had never been used to physical pain. He was suddenly grinning after being so seriously injured.

"Teacher, would you like to find a place to sit down and rest for a while."

At this time, Gray walked to Weber's side. She pulled her hood and whispered as if she was afraid of strangers.

"It's okay, I can still hold on... How is Yade? Weber endured the pain and tried to look like he was not afraid of pain. If he was too embarrassed by the students, he would not be able to be a teacher in the future.

Weber's eyes fell on the bird held in Gray's hand. On the cage, he asked with concern

"Adita……"

"Oh haha!! Little Gray’s teacher, are you concerned about me? Don't worry, don't worry, just liberating the real name once is not enough for Uncle Yade and me to be finished like this!"

Before Gray could say anything, a funny voice came from the 'birdcage' in her hand.

Hearing this, Weber also breathed a sigh of relief. Yade is Gray's best friend and her first friend. If he wants to save Everyone present made Yade disappear. It must be difficult for this young disciple of mine to get out of the shadow of self-pity.

A series of things happened on the Magic Eye Collection Train before, and even dead people appeared. Weber laughed at himself as to whether he had some special physique, like a certain death elementary school student who would encounter death events wherever he went. The murderer who caused the death was none other than the former Minister of Modern Magic Science, Hartresses, the Head of School. The 'Heroic Spirit' was summoned using the fragments of the Holy Grail. Although it was an illegal summoning and it was a Heroic Spirit that had no name in history, it is absolutely impossible for humans to defeat the Heroic Spirit. In the face of the one who calls himself 'Hephaestion' After a battle with the heroic spirits, Webber and others finally relied on Gray to liberate King Arthur's holy spear and repel him.

After Hatteras and 'Hephaestion' retreated, the Magic Eye collected everyone on the train It was discovered that the track had changed, and the train actually entered the territory of the seventh ancestor of the Dead Apostles. At the critical moment, Olga Marie used the great magic of the Astrology Department to burn part of the forest that symbolized the seventh ancestor of the Dead Apostles. , was the one who saved everyone on the train.

Thinking of this, Weber frowned and looked around. Fu Hailin Anaxiu had disappeared, and the branches that were entangled on the train also disappeared. The ice and snow forest turned into a lush jungle, which made Webb quite strange. With the ability of the seventh ancestor of the Dead Apostles, it should not be difficult to kill them. Even if Olga Marie used the Celestial Science Great Magic, At most, it can only block the Seventh Ancestor for a moment, but it is impossible to actually injure the opponent or make the opponent retreat.

"Forget it, I don’t want to think about it so much anymore. Even if the seventh ancestor has left, it’s already difficult for us to deal with one heroic spirit. If we add the seventh ancestor of the dead disciple who is more troublesome than the heroic spirit, then today next year will probably be our death anniversary.. Weber exhaled a puff of smoke and used the smell of the cigar to relieve the pain in his body. Normally, he liked to get to the bottom of things, but at this time, in order to survive, he was not interested in studying why the seventh ancestor of the Dead Apostles let them go.

"Um? Where are Olga Marie and Mr. Caleb?"

Webb looked around and found that the next monarch of the Celestial Science Department and the church representative who saved all their lives were missing.

After Hatteres summoned 'Hephaestion' before, it was The old agent risked his life to block Hephaestion, which gave Gray time to release the Noble Phantasm.

"Olga Marie should be feeling sad because her attendant died, so just leave her alone for a while... As for the agent, he probably returned to the church. Lenis, who was following Weber, also looked around, thought for a while and replied.

"Lenise, it seems that you were very close to the next monarch of the Astrology Department on this train. Weber glanced at his nominal sister and said thoughtfully, thinking that Lenis had been acting with Olga Marie on the Magic Eye collection train.

Lenis laughed at herself and said:"……El-Melloi needs allies who are strong enough. Olga Marie is about the same age as me, so she is the most acceptable ally to El-Melloi. But who knows what Olga Marie thinks, as a As the adopted daughter of the supreme bishop, the next monarch of the Astrology Department, no one can guess whether she really has a crush on our El-Melloi."

"……But no matter whether the other party really cares about El-Melloi, we can't give up and always try to get close to the other party, don't you think? My elder brother. Lenis shrugged her shoulders, with a look of exhaustion on her face.

Interpersonal communication is a huge subject, and it is also a very laborious matter.

Weber also sighed when he saw this, knowing that it is not easy for everyone.

……

On the other side, Roy, who had killed 'Faker' but spared Hartresses, was walking in the mountains and forests. After walking a few steps, he saw an old black man in religious uniform, about seventy years old, panting. kneeling on the road.

After seeing Roy, the old man looked pleasantly surprised. He didn't care about the wounds all over his body and the blood flowing on the ground like a river. He lowered his head weakly and said:"……Praise you, His Majesty the Most Reverend Bishop!"

Roy didn't speak. He just slowly walked up to the old man and held his broad shoulder with his right hand. The

Son of God once used his right hand to baptize people and grant miracles, but when this old black man was held by Roy's right hand, his shoulder Finally, he was surprised to find that his injuries were recovering. Those hideous wounds were healing slowly. Although the physical exertion had not recovered, the old man was still exhausted, but he was already out of danger. At the same time, he discovered that his demon His eyes also calmed down, no longer as restless as in the past, as if his life would be killed at any time.

Before Kaleb could speak, he heard the gentle voice of the supreme bishop,"……You are already seventy years old. As a human being, it is time to enjoy your old age, and you should not continue to fight on the front line like you are now."

"Your Majesty the Most Reverend Bishop, I……"

After hearing Roy's words, Caleb looked anxious, like a brave soldier who was unwilling to leave the battlefield and wanted to defend himself.

Roy raised his hand to stop what he was about to say, and said with a holy and gentle smile:"……I know what you're going to say, Caleb Frampton! I don’t mean to dislike you for being old, but I think that you have devoted your pious life to the church and deserve to enjoy the prosperity of this world before going to heaven to meet the Lord."

"……I also know that you have no relatives and are fighting for the cause of the Lord alone. The Lord must also see it in his eyes, so I ask you to put down the black keys in your hands, eliminate the smell of heretical blood on your body, and go to a church orphanage and Let's live together, kids"

"Innocent children will help you eliminate the hostility in your body and allow you to enjoy family happiness. You can also teach those children the skills you have learned throughout your life as agents. Perhaps some of those children can inherit your skills. Mantle, guard human nature in the army of agents!"

"……Don't worry about your magic eye. I have sealed the power of the magic eye. Now it is just an ordinary eye, able to bring you light and color to your final life."

Those faint and gentle words fell into Caleb's heart, making the old man's expression softened. With tears of excitement and piety in his eyes, he knelt on the ground with a bow and kissed Roy's cheek. Vamp, said sincerely:"……Only for your will, Your Majesty the Supreme Bishop! I will try my best to live in the beautiful dream you gave me"

"God loves the world, go ahead, kid……"

Roy patted the old man's shoulder. Although Roy looked younger on the outside, Caleb knew that the Supreme Bishop's true age was definitely not as young as his appearance. He was really just a child in front of him.

He lowered his head and backed up, slowly leaving Roy's sight.

After Caleb staggered away, Roy continued to move forward unhurriedly. Not long after, he saw a petite girl standing next to a tree with her back to him.

The girl's shoulders were hunched, her beautiful silver hair was a little messy, and suppressed cries slowly came from there.

"little fool mary……"

Roy called her name softly.

Olga Marie's delicate body trembled, and she turned around slowly. The girl's jade-white face was full of tears, and her eyes were red, filled with clear water drops. After seeing Roy, Olga Marie Finally unable to bear it any longer, she rushed towards Roy with a 'wow' sound and threw herself into his arms.

"Ugh...Father...Teresa is dead...I couldn't save her, she's dead……"

Olga Marie's pretty face was buried in Roy's arms, crying heartily, pouring out all her pain and sadness.

As the next monarch of the Astrology Department, she had been forcing herself to endure her sadness and not letting herself cry in front of others. Now that there were no outsiders here and she saw Roy, she finally couldn't bear it anymore. All the sadness and pain were cried out.

Roy just patted her back gently, hugged the girl's petite body, and comforted her silently.

Teresa has been following Olga Marie like a housekeeper. For Olga Marie, that is probably also a relative.

"Cry, cry, cry out all your grievances, little Mary... But after you finish crying, you must continue to face others as the monarch of the Astrology Department, and show your smile and arrogance in front of others"

"……After crying, you will grow up and learn to grow, although the cost of this growth is a bit painful for you."

"You have become brave if you can cry in front of me without any scruples, instead of holding it in your heart without saying a word while clearly feeling wronged and sad like in the past, little Mary."

Roy's fingers were inserted into Olga Marie's silky hair, and his nose was filled with the girl's slightly childish body fragrance. He gently hugged Olga Marie's soft and delicate body, like a tower that shielded her from the wind. The harbor of rain blocked out all the violent storms.

Olga Marie sobbed hard and threw herself into Roy's arms with her eyes closed to relieve the pain in her heart.

"Keep going, Olga...you have a long way to go in life, don't stop here."

Roy put his hand around Olga Marie's head and lifted her head out of his arms. He bent down slightly and looked at her with a gentle smile, looking at the girl's face. With her pretty little face covered in pear blossoms, he brushed her cheek with his thumb, kissed her forehead gently, and said:"……If you have cried enough for the time being, wipe your tears and go back to the others first. Don't let them worry. Wait until your father lends you his arms to cry tomorrow, okay?"

Olga Marie bit her lip hard. She wiped the corners of her eyes with her sleeves. After sobbing twice more, she tried her best to smile at Roy and said:"……I understand, father... I won’t cry anymore. I won’t disgrace the Animusfiya family, and I won’t disgrace you either."

That smile was still ugly.

After saying that, Olga Marie pursed her pale lips and turned around, swinging her arms and ran towards the train not far away.

Watching Olga Marie's running figure until her The figure completely disappeared, and Roy took out a letter from his sleeve. It was exactly what Maris Billy sent from Chaldea.

"It's almost time to go back."

Roy muttered to himself. He did not tell anyone about his upcoming departure, not even Poppy, because Roy had a premonition that his relationship with the moon world was getting deeper and deeper, and the speed of time here It is also getting slower and slower. I am afraid that my departure will not be too long this time, and for him, the supreme bishop, missing for ten and a half days will not attract much attention.

Because he is originally He was a mystic.

He only told Poppy and others that he was going out to do some private things, but did not tell them the specific things, so as not to worry them.

Roy opened the envelope and scanned the contents briefly.

The general meaning is that Maris Billy was greatly inspired by Anastasia's 'Fusion Servant' status and wanted to mass-produce this technology, because compared to those summoned heroic spirits, this kind of The fused servants are more controllable.

In the newly established Chaldea in Antarctica, he has already started experiments. The embryos of the first five experimental subjects all failed, but in the sixth experimental subject, the embryos were perfectly formed.

"Your Majesty the Supreme Bishop, although I have done the best I can in this experiment, the experiment is still not going well. The survival rate of the embryo is too low. Secondly, the various values ​​of this embryo are not satisfactory to me. The plan to mass-produce 'sub-servants' may have to be postponed a little. I decided to raise this child first, and then decide whether to restart the plan based on her future performance."

"……For this reason, I named this child—Matthew Kirilet!"

"Matthew Kyrielight……"

Roy whispered the name softly

……

At the same time, in a bungalow in the capital of a remote Far East Island country, a girl with pale golden hair opened her arms to a tottering toddler. Her smile was pure, as if the toddler in front of her was something important. , said softly:"……Lixiang, come to your mother. When you grow up, I will take you to your father!"

"……Your dad is mom’s angel~！"

(End of this volume)