I have become stronger, but also shorter [comprehensive]

There is no other reason for temporarily moving across a world.

After sorting out all the things he encountered along the way, the more Eric thought about it, the more strange he felt.

Not only do the locations that left traces of his past appear just right, but even his series of actions, seemingly unpredictable, develop as he wants.

But for some reason, he felt inexplicably uncomfortable all over his body, as if being wrapped around his neck by an iron chain.

While it won't restrict mobility, it doesn't weigh too much either.

But as long as it stays there, it will always be under pressure and cannot be free.

"Could it be that this is just an illusion that occurred after you knew you were being deceived?"

According to the normal way of thinking, the possibility of illusion is very high, after all, the person involved was almost trapped.

But Eric didn't think so.

He is not so easily in a trance, and his observation ability is extremely keen after calming down.

If you can't find any abruptness by looking straight ahead, then look backwards and find the slightly invisible "abnormal" in all the "normal" that are logical.

Think about it.

In which part of the past experience can you find a trace of strange performance?

"Well."

Eric recalled.

It took quite a long time, and after many deliberations, finally——it was not so sure to lock on one person.

One of his only two friends now, a superpower, junior high school student Saiki Kusuo.

Why Saiki Kusuo and not Saitama?Let's talk about this issue later.

Eric thought of his two friends, first his brows gradually frowned, and then he made a very abrupt decision: No matter what he planned before, anyway, he is going back to find Saitama and the others now.

Eric ran away from home because those two lazy guys treated themselves as human-shaped air conditioners - and it was free... Bah!Get away from them two idiots and go out on your own.

It's okay to go back after a few days, forget it, it doesn't matter, he has to tolerate them.

"Those two boys can't stay here either, they have to be packed and taken away together."

Eric's thinking was very simple and crude.

Since doing things according to his previous ideas would feel like being led away, then he changed his mind midway and bypassed it directly.

Don't try to control him with anything, not even his own "subconscious mind" that probably has something wrong.

Just like that, the two teenagers who had just been thrown over to continue taking the exam came back with a puzzled expression on their faces.

Eric left a message to his younger brother Jin, who went missing again, saying that they would come back later, remember to pay him the compensation for the temporary breach of contract first, and then leave without hesitation.

……Oh.

He didn't forget to bring his younger brother and apprentice, and he didn't forget to bring Artoria who was right next to him.

The only thing that was forgotten was a certain magician who happened not to be here.

It's hard to say if I forgot it on purpose, but I left quite naturally.

Arturia remembered her teacher who had suddenly disappeared, but the King of Britain, who still had the sequelae of apotheosis, thought about it and felt that even if Merlin lost it, he would find it by himself, so he naturally didn't speak.

The group disappeared like this, leaving behind Merlin who didn't know anything, and the debt that Eric said he would pay back later.

just.

Since the plot moves too fast without any foreshadowing, it is inevitable that some people will comment: "Everyone is doing something messy, don't mention people casually!"

Before he could take a few breaths, he traveled through two different worlds in a row, just like playing.

Eric taught the ignorant little devil: "Go to more places to gain knowledge. If you have taken you everywhere and dare to have opinions, you don't know much at all."

Hong Jiaodong (thoughtful): "The tone of his speech seems to be more mature than before..."

Eric (inaudible): "What?"

Bakugo Katsuki (impatient): "The yin and yang face said that you have become vicissitudes! You don't know how old you are and you still refuse to face reality, tsk."

Most of the time, he regards himself as an elder, but sometimes he unexpectedly doesn't like a man who is called old by others: "..."

well.

He rolled up his sleeves and planned to deal with the kid first, completely ignoring that it was correct to describe him as "vicissitudes".

The atmosphere here is harmonious, but it didn't take long before Artoria looked at the distant sky and said, "Is this where your friend is?"

"Yes, I'll take you through..."

As soon as Eric responded, the voice behind him suddenly froze.

He stopped and looked around slowly.

High-rise buildings, heavy traffic, and pedestrians interlaced with lamp oil.

It is indeed a familiar modern city scene.

But the "familiarity" here does not mean that he has been here.

"No."

"what?"

"I'm not going to this place."

Eric spoke again.

Another "accident" that appeared without warning.

He was resurrected from—no, the spatial ability that existed from the place where he was born thousands of years ago, there was an unprecedented error.

I was supposed to go to the world where Saitama and Saiki Kusuo were, but after coming here, what I actually arrived was another new world that I hadn't touched before.

and--

"Baohao, what is the imprint on the back of your hand?"

Hong Jiaodong suddenly asked.

"What?"

Bakugo Katsuki was taken aback for a moment, raised his arm to take a look, and really saw a bright red mark on the back of his right hand.

This pattern did not exist before.

Bakugo Katsuki glanced over and gave the evaluation: "Where did it come from, it's so ugly."

"It's like some kind of magic spell." Artoria looked at it, but wasn't sure.

If she was a heroic spirit, she would definitely be able to recognize this strange pattern at this time as the command spell, which symbolized the contract with the human magician and the heroic spirit.

However, she has not become a Heroic Spirit here, and this knowledge is not understood, so she has not discovered it.

It is even more impossible for Eric to know what this thing called "Command Spell" is.

He didn't like "magic" very much before, and because he once suffered a disadvantage from a certain magician, he hated all the magic tricks that had anything to do with mystery.

Especially now, the one that also appeared on the back of his hand.

"Hand, show me." Eric only frowned, and without caring about himself, he grabbed the apprentice's hand with lightning speed.

as predicted.

The same type of wrinkles also appeared on the back of Hong's scorched hands, but the specific patterns were different.

Bakugo Katsuki: "What's the use of this thing?"

Hong Jiaodong: "Well, what do you mean by magic? This is an unfamiliar field..."

Eric observed roughly for a long time before confirming that this strange pattern is not harmful to people, so it can be left alone for the time being.

"That is to say, since it will appear suddenly, it is not a good thing."

Things that pop up without warning usually hide some kind of malpractice. After all, good things can't just fall from the sky for no reason. There's already something wrong with them.

When Eric was actually not that worried, he said casually: "If you have something to do with magic, you won't recruit anything casual..."

……West.

Right.

The voice did not fall.

His little brother's place was already flickering with white light, and a sudden gust of wind howled and swept from the side.

Both Hong Jiaodong and Bakugo Katsuki became the center of the light at the same time, one for each of them.

Eric was shocked: "What are you doing before you finish talking?!"

"Nothing—didn't do anything!"

The teenagers were also shocked.

They really didn't do anything, at most, Miss Artoria wanted to take a closer look at the spells on the backs of their hands, stretched out her hand, and pressed their shoulders at the same time... that's all?

It was too late to figure out what was going on.

The light flickered violently, and a circular magic circle appeared under the feet of the teenagers.

In addition to the turbulent wind and waves and the dazzling light, it seems that there are other figures in the magic circle...

"Just ask, you are mine..."

"Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo?"

"........."

"Wait, there seems to be something wrong!"

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