[Comprehensive] BE saves the world

Obviously, this straight ball directly stunned El-Melloi II.

The proof is that before I finished speaking, he coughed again earth-shatteringly, almost choking to death on his own saliva.

Well, next time I'll try not to hit a straight ball before or after he drinks water.

I repented without sincerity, stood up, reached out and patted II on the back to comfort him.

"You bastard... there is a limit to joking..." El-Melloi II held his head with a headache, "You can change the topic even more clumsily."

I looked at El Mello II with innocent eyes: "Do I look like I'm joking?"

"..." El-Melloi II had already started rubbing his temples.

"Okay, then take it as a joke." I shrugged and sat back on my seat again, "It's getting late, teacher, hurry up and rest, there are more important things to do tomorrow. "

"Staying up late is a taboo for women, lady."

It seems to have seen through my plan to stay here overnight—it’s hard not to see that I’ve moved all the beds out—Elmero II reminded me with a frown.

"Don't worry." I smiled at him, "I'm an expert when it comes to working the night shift."

After the Yumeno incident, I never had a dream again.Dreamless sleep is not much different from no deep sleep.In fact, if AI hadn't been adjusting the hormones in my brain and forcing my body to sleep, I would have died suddenly.Also because of this, if I don't let the AI ​​hypnotize my body, I won't go into deep sleep at all.

From this perspective, even soldiers and special (crab) agents who have undergone the most brutal training may not be as good at working night shifts as I am.

"...I understand." El-Melloi II nodded slowly, then turned and walked into the inner room of this guest room.

The guest rooms here are assigned according to the invitation letter, and an invitation letter will only be assigned to one guest room. Unlike the cramped and cramped general train rooms, the guest rooms here are almost a luxurious single room with one bedroom and one living room. There are three beds in the bedroom.When I was arranging the barrier just now, I ordered Lancer to move one of them outside.

I remember that in the original work, Dr. Hatteres summoned faker on the magic eye collection train with the holy relic on the first night.Because of this, I decided to guard here all night tonight, not to give that cunning guy a chance.

Within a few minutes, El-Melloi II opened the door of the inner room again, and threw me a blanket.

"???"

I slowly typed a few question marks.

"It's still a bit cold at night... Don't catch a cold." The man looked away, refusing to meet my gaze, "...and, thank you."

That sentence was very jerky.But I laughed anyway.I hugged the blanket and wrapped it around my shoulders, because the sense of touch was different from ordinary people, I felt the warmth of the fluffy enveloped me almost instantly.That kind of temperature penetrated from the skin to the bone, which made me curl the corners of my mouth involuntarily.

"What should I do..." I whispered to him, "If I say now that I really like my teacher, will you think this is a lie I told to cheat your heart?"

"……what?"

It seems that because my voice is too soft, Nisei didn't seem to hear it clearly.I felt a strong sense of embarrassment just because of what I said just now, which seemed like a confession and a lie.Seeing that he didn't hear clearly, I quickly shook my head and showed him a nonchalant expression.

"It's nothing, I mean, teacher, you should go to bed! Good night, teacher! Have a good dream!"

El-Melloi II nodded slowly and slowly, then said "good night" calmly, and closed the door of the inner room.

If I ignore the sentence [Weber Velvet's favorability degree 45] that AI reminded me, I probably can really pretend that the second generation didn't hear it at all.

"Your face is very red." Ai stared at my face and said coolly.

"To shut up!"

I buried my face in the blanket a little bit, completely unaware that at the door of the inner room, El-Melloi II was also covering his face with his hands, squatting down (crabs) little by little.

"Damnit!" After a long time, he cursed in a low voice, "This still makes people sleep..."

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All in all, no matter what, everyone had a good night's sleep.

except me.

When the time of the mobile phone I carried with me reached six o'clock, I finally relaxed, threw the box containing the holy relic to Lancer, and ordered him to take the holy relic and transform into a spirit body together.After ensuring the safety of this thing, I stood up and moved my numb body after sitting all night. After the soreness in blood circulation faded away, I stretched long and went to the bathroom for simple cleaning After a moment, he left the guest room with the spiritualized lancer.

"Really, I thought I could catch that bastard magician." I wrote a note "Go to breakfast" and left it, and I complained as I walked towards the dining car, "Damn, crafty guy, a Seeing that I was about to confront him, I flinched. Seriously, can this guy be considered a man? Even Dophy... Doflamingo, that bastard, won't be afraid of fighting, okay?"

"Isn't it the characteristic of these magicians (casters) to hide and hide?" Lancer nonchalantly said a very professionally discriminatory sentence, "It's better to say that he is stupid to have a head-to-head confrontation with you, right?"

"Hmph...you're right." I puffed my cheeks in displeasure, but I still admitted that Cu Chulainn was right, "Since he doesn't come to us, let's go find him instead." Him. That guy must be on the magic eye collection train, I don't believe I can't find him."

"Really, I thought I could catch that bastard magician." I wrote a note "Go to breakfast" and left it, and I complained as I walked towards the dining car, "Damn, crafty guy, a Seeing that I was about to confront him, I flinched. Seriously, can this guy be considered a man? Even Dophy... Doflamingo, that bastard, won't be afraid of fighting, okay?"

"Isn't it the characteristic of these magicians (casters) to hide and hide?" Lancer nonchalantly said a very professionally discriminatory sentence, "It's better to say that he is stupid to have a head-to-head confrontation with you, right?"

"Hmph...you're right." I puffed my cheeks in displeasure, but I still admitted that Cu Chulainn was right, "Since he doesn't come to us, let's go find him instead." Him. That guy must be on the magic eye collection train, I don't believe I can't find him."

"So do you have any suspects?" Cu Chulainn followed me, and followed me into the dining car.

"First of all, the members of the magic eye collection train can be ruled out. As servants of the Dead Apostles, they are absolutely impossible to be human. Although Dr. Hartress looks vaguely aged, there is nothing wrong with that guy being human. Human disguise If you become a vampire, you will be discovered by those guys soon."

While communicating with lancer using brain waves, I sat in the seat farthest from the exit of the dining car. From this position, I can basically have a panoramic view of the entire dining car, that is, I can monitor the situation of the entire dining car.This is very important to me who is preparing to collect personnel intelligence.

"Please give me muffins and black tea, thank you." I smiled at a staff member and ordered breakfast.

"Is the topping maple syrup or honey?"

"Maple syrup, and some berries if you can."

"Understood. Just a moment, please."

After dismissing the staff, I leaned back on the chair, apparently emptied my mind and was in a daze, but was actually observing the entrance, ready to examine everyone who was about to come in.

"Is that why you came to the dining car early in the morning?" Lancer sighed behind me.

"Although AI can also screen every person, but that guy's charge is too expensive." I rubbed my temples, "At the same time, I don't have enough command spells for berserker and lancer... Don’t save yourself some use.”

"So, does the master want me to accompany you here, or do you want me to investigate first?" Lancer walked towards me, "Although my job is to be a spearman, I actually know a lot about magicians... ...Although it's not a caster position right now, it's still possible to help you see if anyone's magic is wrong, how about it?"

"Then trouble you."

I closed my eyes and squeezed the space between my brows to relieve the soreness in my eyes.

"Understood—" Lancer's voice became cheerful, with a bit of belligerence, "Although I don't know how much magic power you have left, master, let's apply for it. If you see that guy, it's considered to be to release the treasure. I'm going to kill him too, how about it, do you agree, master?"

I smiled: "Let's do it, lancer, I still have the magic power to liberate you from the treasure."

Cu Chulainn laughed out loud, and then disappeared from my side.

I put my hands in front of my chin, imitating Commander Ikari's famous posture, and put my elbows on the table to pretend to be deep.

Great, let me see next, who is the bastard (crab) king (crab) eight (crab) egg who almost made me fail in plastic surgery.

So next, I was like a guy visiting a comic exhibition, watching one after another guys dressed in strange cosplay clothes walk into the train.

The first person to come in was a walker in black. Mr. Calabore found a remote place and sat down. Without looking at me, he silently picked up the dry food he brought and began to eat.

Next came Yvette Lehman in a Lolita dress. The moment I saw this guy, I decisively lowered my eyes, picked up a knife and fork, and started eating my muffins—just kidding, that guy’s eyes are shining, If you don't dodge, is it waiting to be opened by her in all kinds of yellow (crab) cavity? ? ?

The third to enter were Olga Marie and her governess, Miss.