[Comprehensive] Self-cultivation of the villain master

He only stayed in Rio for a short time, which is really normal for Astra. However, rather than staying in a place that doesn't seem like information flow, he believes that a city that goes farther away can provide Give him more detailed sources of information.

As for how the border town will continue, that is something the people there need to consider. What he can help is to speed up the restoration of the hut there. Substantial help can only be given up.

He thought that there was nothing wrong with his approach, but it was not at all in the eyes of others. At least Agas did not agree with this approach.

Not to mention that this world is another world, Astra ignores the most basic part.

Astra forgot that this is not Chaldea, nor the world he is familiar with where Tsunayoshi Sawada, who he has a relationship with, lives in.

How this world is structured and how it works is actually not important, the most urgent thing is to find a way to make money...

That's right, what Agas didn't remind the master is the money.

Standing on the side of the suspected old-fashioned train, Astra looked dazed.

"... want a gentleman?"

Seeing the young man standing there in a daze, unable to accept his own words, the man in charge of ticket checking lowered the brim of his hat, did not suspect anything, and regarded this man as someone who had never been to a big city.

So, he patiently explained: "Where are you going?"

Astra thought about it, and read a random place on the map she saw in the church: "Usville."

Hearing the name of this place, this person restrained his original casualness slightly, looked at the young man with a look of scrutiny, and muttered something: "No, it's not that Fullmetal Alchemist Edward Has Brother Elric left there?"

but--

Except that you can't see the armor, other places are very consistent.

She didn't realize that she was mistaken. When Astra changed her attitude and asked her to get in the car and take her to a private room to rest, she didn't recover for a long time.

Astra glanced at the ticket inspector who closed the door and walked away, looked at Agas, and couldn't help but ask, "This man... did he make a mistake?"

Agas didn't appear, but Astra could still guess that the other party must have a mocking expression on his face.

"You should be glad that you can leave this barren place when you have no money."

Astra laughed dryly, and shifted his gaze to the outside of the carriage. This place is much better than Riole, which was on the edge of the desert before, but it is still sparsely populated. It was lifeless, which made him very uncomfortable.

Although I have roughly understood that this is the world of the military command, but I didn't expect it to affect the civilians to this extent.

In his world, even if the gods are constantly fighting with each other, the number of times that ordinary people are directly involved is really very small.

Thinking of this, Astra was stunned.

In fact, the two are not comparable.

The times and the world are different, so the results will be very different.

When the train was moving, Astra stared out of the window that was swiftly swept back for a long time before turning her gaze back.He reached out and shook the teapot on the table lightly, and poured himself a cup of tea, as if ready to drink.

"Aren't you worried about them poisoning?"

Astra said disapprovingly: "Don't you think their attitude is very problematic?"

they?

Agas maintained the state of spiritualization, passed through the door of the box, his eyes stayed on the sneaky people outside, and Astra's words from the small universe came to his ears.

【Really attentive, this is not the way to do it. 】

In the box, Astra leisurely studied the cup in his hand, as if looking at some rare item, without blinking his eyes, with a look of great interest.

But in fact, only Agas noticed it.

...the murderous intent in Astra's words

Accompanied by a slight vibration that was almost unnoticeable, Astra gently poured the water in the cup into a hole that was opened, and suddenly heard a cry of surprise, followed by countless blades Fly out of the hole.

Astra stretched out his right hand, and firmly caught the emerging sharp weapons, the smile on his face remained unchanged.

There was no smell of blood, and no sound of falling to the ground. Those who launched the attack did not hesitate and evacuated directly from a certain position at the bottom of the carriage.

Astra bent down to examine the hole, and it was already clear below that was the wheel.

It can be seen from this that this was a premeditated attack, not a temporary decision because Astra appeared here.

Astra spread his perception continuously until he tracked down those who were still running. He was too hasty just now and didn't see the appearance of the other party. Now he looked at the outfit carefully and frowned slightly.

Since I just came to this world, there are only three types of people I have met.

One is the businessman from the East who crossed the desert and brought him to the border in Riole, the second is the locals in the small town, and the third is the ticket inspector just before the train starts.

In just one day, Astra was able to meet three completely different types in terms of clothing and beliefs, and it was hard not to let him think too much.How small a place must be so that he can meet three groups of people in less than a day.

And these fleeing attackers happened to be dressed in the same clothes as the people in the desert.

If this country really distinguishes different groups of people according to their clothing, then the targets of these people must be those from the desert, but it seems that their targets did not come here on time.

Maybe something happened on the way?

Astra withdrew her perception and looked at Agas: "I don't even know if I'm lucky or not."

Regarding his perception, Agas chuckled, and said without hesitation: "How can we, who are 'favoured' by the gods, be unlucky?"

Born to be endowed with great power and the blessings of the gods, and once the two sides turned against each other, that blessing would naturally turn into a curse.

Thinking of this, Astra touched her chin and stared at Agas.

"I've seen a lot of irony, and I'm the first one who can be as calm as you."

Agas laughed angrily: "You have time to tease me, why don't you think about how to deal with those chasing soldiers?"

Hearing this, Astra shrugged and said: "This is just your and my guess. It's hard to say whether there are such a group of people. But—"

"Ok?"

Seeing his weird smile, Agas murmured, "You're not thinking of anything bad, are you?"

"It's nothing, I just thought of how to use those people just now."

Agas: "..."