Miss Planeswalker, Are You Free to Fall in Love?

"But if you rashly mobilize those field teams, once an accident occurs..."

"Will there be no accidents?"

"Those are the rules—"

Usami Reiko turned her head, ended the topic, and didn't want to talk about it anymore.

The shooting in the corridor and the mystery suddenly unfolded by Bai Ju shocked all the ritualists in the building, thinking that the ritualists from the chaos side had invaded.

All three of them were scolded for this incident, and some high-level officials even began to question Usami Reiko's stability as the logistics minister.

After all, keeping someone who harbors resentment towards the organization is like keeping an unexploded time bomb next to your bed.

"I don't recommend you to confront the white torch head-on. You should have seen it just now, right? The third level, the power of the trial level. And it's still a very destructive flame."

Speaking of the scene just now, Takashi Sakai still has lingering fears.The reason why the official naming is from "origin", "super sequence", to "judgment", is also a metaphor for the powerful power of this level.

The first level "origin": the beginning of everything extraordinary.

At this level, most ritual practitioners simply mastered a mysterious application method and a very weak ability, and their bodies were not strengthened too much by the 'mystery'.

Only a very small number of ceremonial practitioners can obtain destructive power at the first level-but in Sakai Takashi's view, sometimes, just the right power is more useful than strong destructive ability.

Such as one's own ability.

The second level "super sequence": break away from the mortal sequence.

This is a level that Takashi Sakai has not yet reached, and it takes a long time to absorb the mysteries scattered around him, or to kill the ritualists on the Chaos side.

Of course, most "super-sequence" level ritual practitioners adopt the first method.

After all, the second category is too dangerous and too difficult.

At this level, ritualists have mastered at least two abilities, and their physical fitness far exceeds that of ordinary humans.

The third level "judgment": the power to control the power of judgment.

At this level, only Bai Ju can reach it in all of Japan.

Even if you look at the world, "judgment" level ritual practitioners are rare.

This is almost the strongest single force in the world.

So Sakai Takashi was very worried about what Usami Reiko was doing, and he was worried about the safety of this poor woman-although she herself might have ignored it.

It is not unheard of for a judge to be killed after being counterattacked in self-defense after angering him.

——The result is already obvious, the order issued by Bai Ju led to the death of a ceremonial person and a contact person.

But the other party is still alive and kicking, and still has the time to eavesdrop on others with a sullen face.

Sakai Takashi thought about it, but Usami Reiko drank the whiskey in the glass in one gulp, and the white smoke she exhaled was mixed with the aroma of smoked seaweed and the strength of alcohol.

"I don't think it's so powerful." The woman sneered: "If you get shot, you will die. Have you seen his arm? The third level can't stop the bullet. So, what about the sniper rifle?"

Considering that this woman is still the head of logistics, it is absolutely no problem to 'borrow' some firearms, Sakai Takashi is even more helpless: "Reiko—"

"Okay, I know, I was just joking." Usami Reiko comforted the man in front of her: "Thank you for worrying about me, but it won't happen. I won't confront him again."

The conversation between the two of them only continued to this point, and Takashi Sakai couldn't persuade him any further, it was a painful pain.

Just like what Reiko said, she didn't have her fiancé dead, so what qualifications did she have to persuade her to let go with a look of "I feel the same way"?

"Tell me, how many levels are there in the ceremony?"

Usami Reiko suddenly asked, she stared at the sunset glow in the sky and the burnt red clouds, in a daze.

Takashi Sakai shook his head: "Currently the highest level in the world is just "judgment".According to the research report presented by the Ministry of Science and Technology last month, ritual practitioners in a complete state should at least not be afraid of all hot weapons. "

Speaking of this, Sakai Takashi couldn't help but smile: "For this report, those young researchers have great objections. Ha, they believe that the ritualists in full form can at least ignore small-yield tactical nuclear weapons..."

Usami Reiko also shook her head with a smile: "How is that possible."

Sakai Takaya doesn't really believe in this inference: "So, they judged that at least above the trial, there are three levels: four, five, and six, from matter and elements to spirit."

"Each level is a leap in biological form."

"It's like the "judgment"-level white torch can easily kill a few "super-sequences". "

"I see..." Usami Reiko nodded thoughtfully.

Chapter 74 Chapter 74 Named Yukino

Mori Yuesha walked down the street humming a song, her long black hair was gathered behind her ears, across her shoulders, and hung down her waist.

The girl looked slender from the back and had a plump figure from the front, but unfortunately she was wearing a black loose-fitting oversized hoodie.

Only tender green fingertips are exposed from the long cuffs, and a green turquoise earring hangs on the left earlobe.

It was a small gift from my wife Yuno.

As the most representative bustling business district in Japan, Ginza is located near the Imperial Palace.

The lights are brightly lit 24 hours a day here, and the men and women who come and go wear masks, all of whom are either expensively dressed or fashionable, and gather together to chat in small numbers.

There are also some foreign tourists, carrying bags of different sizes, and are preparing to continue fighting regardless of the full moonlight.

Mori Yuesha just finished her "shopping" - Alia called and needed some child seats and small desks.

Mori Yuesha, who received the order, took the opportunity to do a lot of shopping, which can be regarded as satisfying the girl's long-suffering psychology.

And those cat guests who just moved, she bought a brand new food bowl, a brand new toilet, and a variety of brand new climbing frames and small rooms.

Mori Yuesha has ordered a lot in a large pet store, and there are all kinds of them.

I even bought a few simple small wooden boards, and after a few days after everything is delivered home, it’s okay to let those restless boys build a house for the guests.

Going shopping, with Morizuki's character, it is natural to bring some gifts back.

ヽ(??▽?)ノ Shopping, fun!

Aoyama Nanami's is an expensive earphone - plus the mic she gave last time, the girl is trying her best to make a set.

Izumi Sagiri and Senshou Cunzheng are both a set of pens.

But Sagiri's is a paintbrush, while Muramasa's is a fountain pen and... a whole set of figurines of Piccolo in different poses.

Machida Mariko is a limited edition sculpture miniature of Hercules (Hercules), probably shrunk down to the length of Mori Yuesa's forearm.

It is said to be the epitome of a sculpture by a cutting-edge artist. Anyway, it looks very trendy and peculiar. Thinking of Machida Mariko's nickname, it really makes people want to buy it and give it to her.

Oh, with the sculpture of Hercules attached, Mori Yuesa also bought a full set of fitness dumbbells, and they will be delivered to Nanami in two days, so she can bring them to Machida Mariko.

Therefore, it is not entirely without reason that Mori Yuesha is sometimes chased by Qianshou Village Zheng and Qingshan Nanami while complaining and beating her.

As for my wife Yuno...

Mori Yuesha has been thinking about it for a long time, ever since Yunoxia decided to start learning kendo, she wanted to give her one.

The girl shook the box in her hand.

Mamorusuke Tsuda Echizen

(Echizen no kami Sukehiro)

Murasame.

Two feet seven inches and four cents, a knife for praying for rain.

6500 million.

Made in February, the sixth year of Yanbao (1678)

Attachment: It is equipped with a black ground-coated sheath with a tung sunflower wen and a knife.

This antique knife is the knife with the highest price in the Ginza exhibition.

At that time, the narrator said to the girl with a serious face: "This child is the one with the highest price in our exhibition.

It is very precious and is extremely rare in the world.

If you buy it, be sure to treat it well. "

Yuno should like it, right?

The girl strolled contentedly carrying the knife box.

The moonlight illuminates the road brightly, but the side of the road is a little poor, and the light is not very clear.

She happened to catch a glimpse of two people sitting on a bench by the street lamp.

A boy about ten years old, and a girl about his own age.

The girl had shoulder-length hair, and her ice-blue pupils were illuminated by the light, making them translucent.

Even with the kind of wooden bench that can be relied on and is very comfortable, she still sits upright and looks very educated.

It's just that the cute school uniform is very high against the cold face.

She lowered her head slightly, listening to what the boy beside her was saying, and she didn't pull back the cuffs she was pulling. She nodded for a while, and thought for a while.

Mori Yuesha heard a few words when passing by.

"Grandma has been lost several times, and each time she said that I was lost. But it is obvious that she disappeared."

"No, grandma doesn't have a phone."

"Dayong! My name is Dayong! Hehe!"

Sen Yuesha stamped her feet, turned her body, and walked straight in the direction of the two of them.

The girl on the bench opposite heard the sound of her heels clattering on the stone pavement and raised her head.

The first time I saw Mori Yuesha, the girl was amazing.

It was hard for her to imagine that she would meet such a beautiful person in reality.

The other party was simply wearing a loose hoodie and trousers, and his demeanor was not dignified enough, and he was carrying a box of unknown content in his hand.

But those eyes and the tear moles at the corners of the eyes make the whole painting charming, and the thin lips are slightly upturned, combined with the messy hair on the side of the face.

Makes girls think of some kind of lazy feline.

She likes cats best.

If it wasn't for her lack of age, this girl with long black wavy hair would definitely be called charming.

Sen Yuesha didn't know that she was being silently praised by the girl in front of her, she walked over and asked, "Excuse me, it's so late, why don't you go home quickly?