The power is called the evil of this world

However, if you regret it, you will regret it. The decision you have made must not be regretted. After all, you have made a promise in front of Sister Yuejian——

"So, Po-kun!" Edogawa, who just got up and hasn't eaten much, so that his belly is still soft, cheers up, "Do you know what we are going to do now?"

Ellen Poe hugged his little raccoon and looked at him blankly, and squeezed out a doubtful interrogative particle from his throat.

Edogawa Ranpo: "First——"

Edgar Allan Poe: "Speak, Mr. Ranbu!"

Edogawa Ranpo: "We must first do a big thing."

The two of them didn't care about what they were going to do, anyway, they discussed it all morning without any results, and the maid Sarah who cleaned up the table—the battle doll produced by Einzbern and the babysitter information compiled temporarily—was also absent-minded. want to:

At this time, His Highness should have arrived at Einzbern Castle, right?

Mochizuki has indeed arrived at the place.

Because of the magical enchantment, the vicinity of Einzbern Castle is full of wind and snow all year round, and the temperature is also very low. It is an environment that needs to be kept warm.However, Mochizuki, who was dressed thinly, didn't feel any discomfort when he stepped into the barrier, but instead felt a strange sense of pleasure——

Lazy, even want to stretch.

I also want to grab a handful of snow from the ground.

Mochizuki thought so, and really did.

The crystal white snow lay quietly in her palm, and was quickly melted by the body's body temperature, turning into water droplets...and slipped away through the fingers.

It is the same scenery as before, and the same feeling as before.

The wonder of revisiting the old place is here, there are memories everywhere, and the past is everywhere.

But people have come to the present.

But this kind of emotion is only for a moment. Mochizuki walked into the Einzbern Castle, because of the advance notice; The artificial intelligence of the center——its name is Ubstakkhaid von Einzbern.

Now his humanoid terminal's name is Ahad.

"Your Highness." The humanoid terminal in the appearance of the white-haired old man bowed his head to Mochizuki who walked into the silent castle, and called out respectfully.

No need for self-introduction, no need for probing, Einzbern, who has been fighting for the third law for many years, cannot mistake the third magician, and his obedience and obedience to the third magician is the brand engraved at the beginning of his birth——

After all, they were originally born for the third method, and it is only natural to bow their heads to the third magician who created the third method.

"Ahad." Mochizuki looked at him.

Although he has the appearance of a human old man, in fact Ahad is just an artificial intelligence created by the group of idiot disciples who were left in the Einzbern Castle to control the center of the castle. The full name is Golem. Jubstakuhaid (Golem·Jubstacheit), the current humanoid body is just a humanoid terminal made by "Jubstacheit".

In essence, this artificial intelligence does not have a so-called personality, but is just an automatic puppet that "can continue to operate forever at the cost of not being able to progress".The meaning of birth is to "operate the existence of the castle" and "reproduce the existence of the third magic".In order to facilitate management, the necessary "humanity" will also be implanted into each generation of human-type terminals, making them imitate the words and deeds of human beings.

If I have to say it, the artificial intelligence that has been programmed with a set of "humanity" does not have the existence of "intellectuality" that belongs to the greatest feature of "life".

This state is a bit like when Justesa was first born - but it is completely different from Justesa now.

After all, the Holy Maiden of Winter already has a "self" and is already a complete life.

Mochizuki once again confirmed this.

Some kind of strange melancholy surged up in her heart, and the third magician on the girl's appearance was silent for a while, letting this unreasonable melancholy dissipate slowly, and then said to the control center of Einzbern Castle: "Turn off the power, I have something to do."

Ahad has no doubts about this.

Although it is an artificial intelligence created by the disciples of the third magician, because the central program at the beginning revolves around the third method, so that the highest priority of the control center is not his creators, but the first. Three Laws—by extension, it is the third magician who has mastered the third law.

Mochizukimi's request was quickly fulfilled.

Just like Ahad put all the artificial humans in the castle into hibernation before, now he also quickly cut off his own power supply.

So now the only person who is still awake in this castle is Mochizuki Jian.

I said I have something to do, but it’s just a stroll around my old residence, fill in the gaps when I see them, and upgrade the defense system of the castle after I’m done... After all, this trip is for this purpose things.

Anyway, with this identity, I always have to do something related to the identity.

The insignificant people can be ignored, but the subordinates who serve always have to give some special treatment——

After all, the Einzbern family provided Mochizuki with so many tools.

As for the future path of this family... Mochizuki saw no reason to intervene.

There is no need for people from the past to intervene in the current choice, and it is not that there are no people in Einzbern who can make decisions——

After Justesa returns from her studies, let them decide for themselves!

Mochizuki made a happy decision, and reconnected Ahad to the power supply.

The quiet castle became lively almost instantly - not to say how noisy it was, but with the breath of life and traces of life activities.Mochizuki Jian leaned against the window and looked at the restored Einzbern Castle, feeling that although the silent scenery is beautiful, such a scene is not bad.

"Occasionally, I also like to be lively."

"Is it like this now?" Rimbaud asked with a smile as he was dragged along the shopping avenue to go shopping and experience what it's like to experience the people coming and going.

Maybe it's because the poet's golden-green eyes are too beautiful, or the smile in those eyes is too touching... Mochizuki looked away a little guilty, and whispered: "It's rare to come to France, Wouldn't it be worthless if you don't come to spend money?"

"Are you doing the same in America?" Rimbaud asked.

This question is very mysterious. Mochizuki glanced at the dozen or so bags in Rimbaud's hand, and then thought about the pile of shopping results that he had stuffed in the coloring book. He didn't know what he asked for a while. Is it the same way to spend money in the United States, or is it the same way to find a bag boy when spending money.

But it seems that it doesn't matter what you ask, after all, whether it's spending money or carrying bags, there are boys.

However, Edogawa Ranpo and Poe are actually not as easy to use as Rimbaud alone. It is also the same in the Central Plains who has the ability to manipulate gravity... Cai who can store things The art collection is as easy to use as cheating in this respect!

Rimbaud couldn't help laughing: "Is it the first day I met you that Yue knew about this kind of thing?"

"Yes." Mochizuki answered him briskly, "After all, I didn't like shopping very much before, did I?"

Big purchases are impossible. In the past few years, there was no money and the situation forced it. In the past five years, it was completely unnecessary——

There is no need to buy such things in daily life, after all, they are available at home.

Rimbaud said it made sense, and then asked, "What about now? Why do you suddenly want to buy something?"

"It's rare to come out once, so of course I need to buy something—just like buying some souvenirs when I travel." Mochizuki made an analogy, "It's just that I may have bought a little too much."

Rimbaud said: "It's not too many... After all, we have a lot of people in our family, and if we share one point, there is not much for each of us."

Mochizuki was amused by his statement: "A family of eight?"

"Not only—" Rimbaud said, "I see you, there are several friends who are going to visit? You always have to buy gifts, right?"

Mochizuki said with crooked eyebrows, "After you say that, I don't think I've bought too many things... How are you, Rimbaud?"

Rimbaud, who can't keep up with Mochizuki's jumping thinking: "Ah... well, I'm fine."

Mochizuki asked him with a smile, "Aren't you really tired?"

"Not tired." Rimbaud answered with certainty this time. After all, he was also a well-trained espionage officer in the past. Although he has been a bit deserted over the years, he is not so fragile.It's just two hours of shopping, it's too early to say I'm tired.

"Then can I trouble you to walk with me again?" Mochizuki said lightly, "As you said, I have to visit several friends—speaking of which, I also met several pen pals when I was in England and Germany. , I got the authorization for the translation from them, and I have something to do after I go back—it’s necessary to buy some gifts if I come to visit.”

"There are also Fujino and the others, and there are a lot of things to buy. Since we are here, why don't we just buy them all at once?"

Seeing Mochizuki's opinion, Rimbaud said yes as usual, and then Mochizuki held his hand again.He lowered his eyes to look at her, because of the height difference, he only saw half of Mochizuki's side face when he looked at it from this angle - she quickly turned her face to the side and raised her head slightly, so the whole face was exposed In Rimbaud's sight.

The girl who was as beautiful and charming as a white lily smiled at him, and said to him: "When you are on the road, tell me about your time with Zhongya in France, is that okay?"

Of course it is possible.

Rimbaud readily accepted the concern, and then walked around with Mochizuki all day.

When they went back, both of them were empty-handed, and all the shopping results of the whole day were put in Rimbaud's coloring book... No, Mochizuki still left something in his hand.

It was just taken out three blocks away from Rimbaud's residence.

Because Rimbaud suddenly told her that he was actually not living in a hotel, but at the home of his spiritual mentor, Baudelaire.

Mochizuki: "???" So you came all the way to meet your pen pal and you succeeded?All of this can be accommodated in Baudelaire's house. Are you making progress so quickly? ?

Did I underestimate your strategy ability? ? ?

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Rimbaud: No, I'm just connecting with the past