Zongman: Beginning with the Killer Queen

The sky is clear and the air is fresh.

The warm sunlight falls from the sky, like melted gold pouring into the water, casting large patches of solid and dazzling light, reflecting on this corridor paved with white marble and crimson carpet.

After being divided by the clear windows and colorful tree shadows, the light turns into tiny spots of light. With the swaying breeze, they gather and disperse, like the rippling lake.

For London, which is also a world-famous foggy city, today is undoubtedly a rare good weather.

Even the magicians in the clock tower who have always been isolated from the world will slow down when passing through this corridor with the widest view, and tacitly continue this quiet and beautiful time.

But obviously not everyone takes this conventional rule into consideration.

Snap——

The crisp sound of leather boots hitting the floor rang out in a rhythmic pattern.

Although the pace can be called meticulous, this kind of impetuous style without elegance and reserve is undoubtedly out of place in the Clock Tower, a magician's base composed of noble families, bloodline theory, and all the stale things you can think of.

However, in the Clock Tower where bullying incidents are common, neither the staff nor the passing magicians glared at the noise maker, nor even looked at him secretly.

Everyone sat upright and looked straight ahead, as if the scenery in front of them was the truth they had been pursuing all their lives.

Even if the newly arrived magicians occasionally expressed confusion about their colleagues' cautiousness, this confusion would be quickly resolved after seeing the figure of the girl who made the noise.

Chestnut shawl long hair reached the waist.

She wore a simple white shirt, which outlined a round and full shape. The jeans that looked quite trendy for magicians also showed her exquisite body curves.

The girl has an oriental face that is completely different from the magicians around her, but her decent appearance and fair skin not only do not make her look out of place, but she has an aura that stands out from the crowd.

Together, they form an overwhelming beauty that will make people silent unconsciously.

In addition to these most intuitive beauties, the girl is flawless in other parts.

With a slightly raised mouth corner and her own way of doing things, she completely ignores the atmosphere of the clock tower that has accumulated since the Middle Ages, but she does not feel abrupt like a tourist who strays into it.

Under the flamboyant posture is a gentle and approachable expression.

Even if people who don't know her see this scene, it is difficult for them to feel disgusted with the previous things.

Just as no one will correct the queen's etiquette mistakes, no one will blame the girl who is so dazzling that she is like a gem that makes people unable to take their eyes off, and she should not shine in the sun.

Stretching out from under the trouser legs, the slender and plump long legs stepped into the trickle of light.

The light spots like ripples danced on the ankles that looked like white jade.

As if she had long been accustomed to being the focus, the girl moved forward naturally with lazy and generous movements, as light as a deer wading across the river.

But under this stunning beauty that seemed like a natural charm curse, no one dared to look directly at it.

The reason was simple.

The girl was called Aozaki Aoko.

This sentence alone was enough to explain everything.

When it was discovered that the heir of the magician took the initiative to come to the clock tower, the Magic Association at that time was in an uproar.

After discussions among many forces, although the monarch El-Melloi kept mediating, due to the inherent concepts of family background and bloodline, and the special and rare nature of magicians, the Magic Association still issued a seal designation order and sent many capable elites to give this half-way magician a cordial greeting. ,

Then, they exploded in a physical sense.

The entire headquarters designated for the seal was raised by the fledgling magician lady, and the name of the fifth magician, Aozaki Aoko, was officially launched. In order to calm the situation, the Magic Association had to give her the evaluation of the three primary colors, blue, in the same year.

However, compared to these lifelong pursuits of magicians, any one of them can overshadow the name and become an honor that makes the winner exist.

Most magicians who know about the disaster are still accustomed to calling Aozaki Aoko in private with catchy and realistic nicknames such as the human rocket launcher and the witch of the magic bullet.

Due to word of mouth and the trouble-making personality of the magician lady, although she is a free person who does not belong to any organization, all organizations also fear her as a walking bomb.

Because of this, although she is a beautiful landscape in the old-fashioned clock tower, almost no magician dares to contact her, let alone appreciate her beauty.

The strange person who still desires the girl after knowing all the information, regardless of strength, may have the value of being sealed by his existence alone, and it has even become a theorem recognized by the Clock Tower.

In this regard, Aozaki Aoko herself feels a little depressed.

Although she also complains about the rumor that she has no luck with men, because she already knew the man who would accompany her for life in the future before coming here, and she has indeed walked towards this fate, Aoko is more concerned about her reputation as a destroyer.

In the end, the fledgling magician lady has only really come into contact with three and a half magicians and enemies so far.

A sister with a bad personality, a cohabitant with a bad personality, a partner with a bad personality, and a dog that has a good personality but is a bit stupid.

Even considering that some people are too out of the ordinary, if the average of their combined strength is lowered by one or two levels, it is Aoko's original understanding of the Clock Tower, a holy place for magicians.

Being suddenly surrounded, as a young girl, she felt panicked, so it was only reasonable for her to use her full strength.

How could she have imagined at the time that those executors would be so fragile?

As an elite magician, it's just a few minutes of non-stop rocket fire. Shouldn't it be a matter of course to be able to defend against it?

As a result, in the end, the girl who seemed to have gone too far finally realized again the true identity and status of the enemies she had encountered before.

The mean sister is the highest-ranking puppet master, the mean cohabitant is the last fairy tale witch, and the slightly stupid dog is a rare fantasy species that was difficult to be born even in the age of the gods.

The only thing that hasn't changed is probably the fact that that man is indeed a real monster.

To be honest, after understanding the average level of magicians, Aoko still doesn't understand why modern magicians have the courage to confront him who inherited the fifth magic.

Technology that can be accomplished by humans is magic, and miracles that cannot be accomplished by humans are magic.

This principle is common knowledge at the entry level in all magic education, and is often the first lesson for most magicians.

Even if I didn't understand it at the time, wouldn't this group of old monsters who have lived for countless years and have seen a lot not understand it either?

You must know that countless magicians have spent countless time and dozens of generations of efforts to pursue the root vortex. For magicians, it has gone back and forth in the past.

It is strange no matter how you look at it, treating this kind of existence as something that can be encompassed by common sense.

Maybe it was Chengzi's habit of running away and always keeping things quiet that made these guys misjudge the Aozaki family.

That's right, that woman is indeed the source of all evil!

Thinking of this, Aozaki Aoko nodded, and her mood improved a lot.

The afternoon sun is still strong, but Britain's climate is much drier than the island nation's.

And because the humidity is not heavy, no matter how strong the sun is, it will not make people feel uncomfortable and it is not easy to sweat.

Aozaki Aoko walked along this ancient street with half-closed eyes and soon reached her destination.

After passing through the rich garden opposite the iron fence, she soon arrived at the door of the familiar mansion and pressed the doorbell with the grace that a lady should have.

Even though he was already very familiar with it, every time he entered this place, Aoko, who was born in a small bourgeois class, still had the illusion that he had entered a castle by mistake.

"Youzhu, I'm back!"

After entering the mansion, she opened the door of the living room with ease and greeted her cohabitants.

"Yes." Kuonji Yuju, who had long known the other party's movements through the barrier, picked up the teacup and responded calmly, his eyes never leaving the books on his lap.

This response was undoubtedly a bit cold, but Aozaki Aoko didn't care.

After being together for such a long time, she understood that taking the initiative to respond was already a sign of intimacy for Miss Witch.

"call……"

After pouring himself a cup of black tea, Qingzi also sank into the sofa, looked at the surrounding decorations, and sighed with satisfaction.

The floor space of the clock tower cannot be said to be spacious, but it is still far behind compared to the places I am familiar with.

But thinking about it this way, something is indeed wrong. When faced with the girl's willfulness, is Roland's attitude towards himself and Youzhu completely different?

She was just worried that Youzhu would feel lonely when she went to study, so she asked for a piece of real estate from the El-Melloi family and even built a replica of the mansion.

Even though strictly speaking, the one who benefited was myself, who couldn't interact with ordinary magicians, but the magician lady was still a little bit amused.

She took a sip from the tea cup in her hand and secretly glanced at Kuonji Yuju who looked like a scroll.

Miss Witch was wearing a long black dress as always, and her curvy calves were wrapped in black cotton socks.

The neat short black hair hangs down on both sides of the ears. The pupils are as calm as a deep lake. In addition to being cold, there is also a bit of heart-warming charm between the eyebrows.

Because of the diligent help from a certain Mr. Roland who did not want to be named, during the period of schooling, although Miss Witch's figure is still petite, her originally delicate breasts have grown considerably.

Although it can't be compared with her own breasts, the sharp angles revealed by Xiao He are more in line with Miss Witch's stubborn character who refuses to give up easily.

Every time he was teased in bed, the way he held back his words and refused to welcome her, not to mention Roland, even made her heart move.

"Qingzi, are you thinking of something rude?"

Kuonji Yuju frowned slightly, with a bit of sternness in his tone.

"sorry!"

Knowing that Miss Witch's words were not questions, but affirmations, Aoko lowered her head and apologized honestly.

Past experience tells her that continuing to confront a cohabitant who is slightly angry will generally not end well.

"snort,"

Seeing her pitiful look, Kuonji Yuju felt soft and did not continue to pursue the direction of the girl's gaze.

"So, have you found it?"

"Of course, who do you think I am?" Aozaki Aoko raised her head proudly and put one thigh on the other knee. This overlapping action made the jeans slightly tight, and under the dim light in the room, the fleshy thighs were faintly outlined.

"Although they said it was confidential information, I asked them to reconsider in the name of the magician, and the staff gave me the authority very reasonably."

It's just intimidation no matter how you look at it...

Although she wanted to say so, Kuonji Yuju went straight to the point.

"Really... Judging from your performance, what Roland said a few days ago was right?"

"Yeah."

Aozaki Aoko confirmed the witch's inner guess.

"I looked through the past materials and original texts, and asked several eyewitnesses who were still in the clock tower, and got the same result."

Aoko paused and continued: "Unlike what I saw in the future world line, the ancestors of the dead apostles are real now."

"..."

At this moment, even Kuonji Yuju put down his teacup and couldn't help showing an expression of serious thinking.

"I didn't notice it before, but now I feel like I have used magic. As long as I think about it, I find that all the experience and feelings are there. Destiny is really a magical thing."

"Indeed, this can explain it."

Kuonji Yuju narrowed his eyes slightly, "No wonder Roland said he wanted to join the Holy Church."

"There is no way. When it comes to dealing with the dead apostles, those annoying guys are indeed professional counterparts...wait," Aozaki Aoko suddenly raised her head and almost spit out the red tea in her mouth.

"Join the Holy Church, Roland?"

"... He said this himself in bed the day before yesterday. What are you thinking about?"

Kuonji Yuju looked at Qingzi with a blaming look, and the girl touched her head embarrassedly, but still tried to argue.

"I can't help it... My head was too comfortable at the time, not to mention that I am a woman who will concentrate on one thing and automatically ignore other factors when doing one thing."

"When my mouth is already busy, how can I pay attention to such casual things!"

"Besides, with that guy's egoistic personality, how could he join the Holy Church, a force composed of serious lunatics!"

Slut...

Such a righteous answer made Kuonji Yuju's mouth twitch, not knowing what to say, and could only shake his head helplessly.

"The title of serious lunatic is worthy of praise, but since you know the character of that man, you shouldn't have such doubts."

Such a hint made Aozaki Qingzi raise her eyebrows and communicate with the terminal in her mind.

Since the new world created by Heaven has become a foregone conclusion, Roland's accumulation in the Type-Moon world, or harem, has gathered to a considerable extent.

Although there may be the risk of Shura Field, in order to avoid the girls from consuming each other without knowing each other, and to unify the forces in order to better serve Roland, several girls headed by Sajo Aika jointly built a system called Roland Terminal.

Just like saints can get inspiration from the fate of the dark, and heroes can gain modern knowledge from the terminal of the Holy Grail, this terminal is also built on the same principle.

As long as you ask, you can get the corresponding answer from the intelligence information library integrated in the girls' minds, or contact other girls.

In the case of different personalities, living places and habits, this way of not interfering with each other in normal times, chatting online when needed, or exchanging information and providing help has undoubtedly become a lubricant for girls.

Even Kuonji Yuju, who was somewhat resistant to this terminal at the beginning, acquiesced to its existence, not to mention Aozaki Aoko who was studying in a foreign country.

After entering the terminal, she quickly found the information about the Holy Church.

At the same time, the unfinished words of the witch lady also came over faintly.

"As long as there is a possibility of unreasonableness, he will never wrong himself, and with the foundation of the Holy Church, it is obviously not to the extent that he needs to consider the overall situation."

"In this case, there is only one possibility."

"He himself is the one who needs the Holy Church to consider the overall situation."

Looking at the message in front of her, the pupils of the magician lady who has always been fearless also shrank.

"The Holy Church officially confirmed today that the true identity of the winner of the fifth Holy Grail War, the boy named Roland, is... a living saint who has appeared in the world?" (End of this chapter)