A qualified magic studio needs to meet the following three conditions:
First, it isolates the inside and outside and hides a mysterious barrier.
Second, a structure that is strong enough to withstand various magic experiments.
Third, strict safety measures to deal with all kinds of accidents.
It is conceivable how strong the defense of a qualified magic workshop is.
Although the Gertler family has only been passed down for three generations, their magic workshop is built to a very standard standard. The basic structure of the workshop is made of spiritual wood that is more than a hundred years old, and the paint on the walls, floors and door panels is also a special material mixed with magic marrow fluid.
What was even more speechless was that after learning the exact time of Kenneth's return, the family actually temporarily installed a layer of composite armor plates on the outside of the workshop. No matter whether Shinji cut it with a mercury blade, blasted it with a firearm he had brought with him, or cracked it with rune magic, he could not break the defense wall of the workshop.
"Your defense is almost as strong as the outer wall of my house. You are the strongest workshop we invaded today."
Shinji sighed as he looked at the outer wall of the workshop, which had been drilled through five centimeters but still had no end in sight.
"If I had enough time, I would really like to slowly crack it and see what kind of surprises are waiting for me. Unfortunately, there are only a few dozen minutes left until dawn, and time is running out—"
He flipped his right hand upward, and a golden magic weapon flashing with lightning appeared out of thin air.
"—The only way is to demolish the house violently. Look at my Indian demolition bomb!"
The soliloquy was blocked by the cloak and could not be heard by others, but the roar of Indra's Thunder was different.
The golden thunder, which symbolizes the might of the Thunder God, shook the atmosphere and rocked the foundation of the entire house.
And this was just the beginning. The lightning concentrated at the tip of the treasure easily penetrated the armor plates comparable to the British main battle tanks in service, tearing apart the defensive magic accumulated by three generations.
The gate of the workshop, which was said to be more comprehensive than a modern military fortress, was blasted with a hole by the thunder of God.
The moment the road was opened, Shinji dispersed the entity of Indra's Thunder, and at the same time raised an AK47 and fired at the inside of the hole.
Unlike the first three, Kenneth issued a kill order against Gertler, so Shinji had no more concerns and could destroy as much as he wanted, creating a true Assassin's Creed (Dark Night Warriors).
After emptying the magazine and throwing the last grenade into the workshop, Shinji crawled into the hole under the protection of the Moon Spirit Marrow Fluid.
According to Shinji's prediction, as soon as he stepped into the workshop, he would be hit head-on, which could be high-level magic or even great magic, or various traps. For a magician with the support of the workshop, bullets and grenades are not difficult to deal with. If the head of the Gertler family did not even have this ability, the family would have been destroyed long ago and would not have survived to this day.
However, in reality, nothing happened.
Yes, there was nothing, no counter magic, no traps, not even the most basic barrier suppression. If it weren't for the detection of the Moon Spirit Marrow Fluid, Shinji almost thought he had found the wrong place.
He bent his right index finger, and the thin mercury film covering his entire body opened up a few tiny holes. Through the holes, Shinji could see the situation inside the workshop clearly.
The interior of the workshop was empty. There were no experimental instruments or magic props that a workshop should have. It seemed that they had been moved to other places.
There were two people sitting next to the test bench that had not been moved away in time.
One is a middle-aged man in his fifties, wearing an exquisite tuxedo and a mustache. He is Shinji's last target, the head of the Gertler family.
The other girl was about fourteen or fifteen years old, with long flaxen hair tied into a ponytail and an androgynous outfit that was somewhat similar to an equestrian suit. Not only did it not detract from her beauty, but it also made her delicate face, which was no less delicate than Sakura and Fujino's, look more majestic.
With just one glance, Shinji determined that this girl was definitely not a member of the Gertler family. That family that relied on working as a lackey to climb up the social ladder could never produce such a person.
Who is this girl? And why is she here
Just as Shinji was wondering, the middle-aged man stood up and bowed deeply. "Lord El-Melloi's messenger, I wonder if the sacrifices along the way can calm your anger. Give me a few words. If not, I am willing to continue to offer sacrifices."
The Gertler family head was very humble, and he was indeed a man who was good at climbing the social ladder. I believe that most of the superiors would not reject having such a "dog" at hand. The premise is that the dog is loyal, not an ungrateful person.
Seeing that Shinji didn't say anything, the man bowed again and said, "Thank you for your generosity. The Gertler family has realized their mistakes. As long as Lord El-Melloi can temporarily calm down his wrath, I am willing to pay any price to make up for El-Melloi's losses. I only hope that the Gertler family can continue."
Kenneth's request to "take off the head of the head of the Gettler family" not only requires the head of the family to die to atone for his sins, but also to completely destroy the entire family. The most important magic mark of the Gettler family is engraved on the neck. Taking off the head is equivalent to destroying the magic mark and ruining the foundation of the Gettler family.
"Gertler knew he had no qualifications and no position to make such a request, so he specially invited Ba—"
As soon as the word "therefore" came out of his mouth, Shinji's face suddenly changed. He took out a "Rune Silver Bullet" as quickly as possible and fired it before the head of the Gertler family uttered that heavyweight name.
Before the action, Kenneth specifically reminded Shinji that even if he sealed the door to his house and refused to see any visitors, the family being liquidated still had one last way to ask a middleman to mediate, which was what Shinji saw, waiting with the middleman for the arrival of the "Avengers". If the middleman was important enough, the "Avengers" would have to be cautious and leave room for maneuver.
The only way to break the impasse is to not give the middleman a chance to reveal his name. Only in this way can we use the excuse that ignorance is not a crime and avoid giving others any excuse.
I was stunned just now because I didn't expect that this girl who was only slightly older than me would be the mediator. After more than three years of experience, Shinji's eyesight has become better and better. He is more and more accurate in judging people, especially their real age. This is a necessary skill for walking in the mysterious side of the world. Who can blame the old monsters who like to pretend to be young? Now that I have reacted, I will not give Gertler a chance to talk too much.
The silver bullet broke through the air, and the hurricane rune Hagalaz was activated. The resistance of the atmosphere instantly turned into a boost, and combined with the elasticity of the hose, it fired a bullet at a speed faster than a sniper rifle.
Shinji believed that this bullet was enough to make the target's head explode like an overripe watermelon before he could react.
But reality once again exceeded his expectations, and the fastest bullet was deflected. It was not by the head of the Gertler family, a middle-aged magician with average magic skills who did not have the reaction speed, but by the noble girl.
The girl waved her left hand in a white glove lightly, and the bullet's trajectory immediately shifted, brushing past the middle-aged man's ear and sinking into the wall of the workshop.
The girl held a whip in her right hand that functioned as a magic wand, and the tip of the whip was pointed at Shinji, whose head and face were covered by a cloak.
"Stop it, you rude bastard!!!"