Since ancient times, the sky has been the longing of mankind.
For ordinary people, the first time they set foot in the sky was in 1903 when the Wright brothers invented the airplane.
As for the mysterious world, this history is much, much earlier. Apart from those fantasy species with the ability to fly and flying magic (spells), the earliest (the earliest in the Type-Moon world) and the oldest flying machine is the "Vimana" recorded in the Ramayana and the Mahabharata (the golden moth that Gilgamesh flew).
In addition, there are many mysterious aircraft, such as the Sun Ship used by the sun god Ra in Egyptian mythology to carry the resurrected pharaoh, the sky boat "Maanna" used by the Venus goddess Ishtar in Babylonian mythology, and this slender aircraft suspended in the sky over Romania.
The term "slender" is actually only compared to the size of the aircraft. From a modern perspective, it is a wide wooden flying platform. Many parts of the platform are engraved with runes, arrays, and emblems. The style and principle are completely different from modern magic. There is no doubt that this is a very ancient aircraft, and its history can be traced back to the Age of Gods.
In the center of the flying platform, dozens of magicians were neatly arranged in small teams, each of them exuding a powerful aura that only first-rate magicians could detect.
Magicians all wear a special emblem on their chests. Even though the emblem is just an ordinary metal product without any mystery attached to it, few people in the entire mysterious world dare to underestimate what the emblem represents.
One of the most elite armed forces of the Clock Tower of the Magic Association Headquarters, the oldest classroom, the Arbitration Bureau, and the Observatory Karion's direct combat unit - the Executors.
The regular task is to "seal" the objects designated by the observatory. When encountering major events involving many people, some top-secret tasks will also be carried out, such as local friction with the arch-enemy, the Templar Church, and the "Recovery of the Greater Holy Grail" that is currently being carried out.
The crystallization of the third magic, the door to the "root", no matter which one it is, it is something that the "Clock Tower" that regards itself as the orthodox in the magic world must obtain. What's more, now that the two are combined into one
Through the special techniques on the aircraft, even from a distance of ten kilometers, the executors were still able to observe the general situation in the garden, and also saw the epic battle between the original giant and the super monster.
If it were an ordinary modern magician, he would have been frightened by the scene that was like the collapse of the sky and the crack of the earth. But the Executors would not be like that. They were the ace troops of the Clock Tower. All of them were at least first-class combat magicians, and there were many strong ones who could fight against the Servants.
Especially the beautiful lady in men's clothing who is standing at the front of the team and is responsible for leading the whole team. She has already started to get ready and looks eager to try.
Her companions were used to this and just said calmly:
"Calm down. The order is to retrieve the Greater Holy Grail after the war is over. Now is not the time for us to attack."
"There are double-digit servants gathered there right now, and there are monsters like that. If we really fight, there is no way we can win. We have to deal with only the magicians of the Thousand World Tree Clan."
"That's right, the existence of Servants is really disruptive to the balance. It's a foul to let these great heroes of ancient times run to the modern era of mysterious decline."
"I'm really curious about how the Einzberns came up with such a terrible system. Thanks to them, the Clock Tower's influence is getting weaker and weaker, which is why we're so busy."
"We are relatively lucky. The church is even more unlucky. A saint appears from time to time. This time, the supervisor they sent out suddenly went berserk, which gave the Clock Tower a handle and forced them to give up the fight for the Holy Grail. If not for this, we would have to face the Agent again this time, and the mission would be more difficult."
"hehe-"
Just as the executors were complaining about their captain and chatting while watching the game, a clear laugh suddenly rang out.
"who?"
"Who???"
The executors' expressions changed instantly.
There are various protective barriers on the airship, and these combat experts have never let their guard down. The fact that he can get close to them without being noticed under such circumstances shows that this person must be a very terrifying figure.
The executors moved at their fastest speed, and the flying platform was suddenly filled with all kinds of magical fluctuations. However, even so, they could not find the source of the sound.
"Don't be so nervous. I won't bother with you little guys. If I really wanted to cause trouble for you, you would be dead or worse than dead."
After saying this, the person who spoke finally showed up, right in the middle of the executor team, the point where the team had the strongest lethality.
This is a very beautiful girl. She looks about thirteen or fourteen years old, with fair skin, long black hair that reaches her waist, a small nose, a delicate mouth, and a pair of lively red eyes. She is pure yet fragile, which makes people feel pity for her but cannot bear to blaspheme.
Such a scene, no matter where it appeared, should be as beautiful as a painting. However, when the beautiful woman in men's clothing saw this painting, she felt a fatal threat and instinctively clenched her fists.
"We are the executors of the Clock Tower. Please state your affiliation and purpose!"
Hearing this question, the girl sighed and said, "People nowadays are really weird. I just took a nap and was forgotten."
At this time, someone finally remembered something: "You, you are 'Far, Ancient Red'?"
Hearing this name, all the executors gasped.
"Hehe, hello, Clock Tower Executors."
The girl smiled a pure and beautiful smile, lifted her skirt and performed the courtesy of a lady.
"My name is Altruci Brunstad."
"Ji, His Highness Ji Jun is here this time..."
Someone asked tremblingly. It was no wonder they lost their composure, it was really because this person's strength and power were too terrifying.
The ninth ancestor of the twenty-seven ancestors of the Dead Apostles, the daughter of the original True Ancestor Zhu Yue, Her Highness the Black Princess, competes with the nominal King of the Dead Apostles "Lord White Wing" for dominance in the Dead Apostle world.
A large number of powerful Dead Apostles gathered around her. The sixth ancestor, "Black Knight" Rizo-Waal Strout, and the eighth ancestor, "White Knight" Fina-Blood Svelten, were her guards. The first ancestor, "White Beast" Primate Murder, was her pet. The thirteenth ancestor, "Walachia Night", was her servant (this is something few people know).
Including herself, each of them can kill a servant alone, even a top-level servant alone. Although the Executor Corps is powerful, it is really nothing compared to this one.
"Why you came is why I came."
"!!!"
"Humans, for the sake of a certain elder, I'm giving you a piece of advice - this matter is not something you can intervene in. Just wait here and don't go anywhere. Otherwise, not only will you die, but this precious 'Ark' may also cease to exist. This is probably one of the last few flying machines from the mythical era. Rather than destroying it because of your impulse, it's better to let it become my collection."
"Yes, but—"
"Shut up, I didn't ask for your opinion, and you don't have the right to refuse."
The bright red eyes suddenly turned golden, and the girl's aura also changed. The previous fragility and purity disappeared, replaced by a strong pressure, as if she was a high and mighty god.
Instantly, all the executors felt an invisible pressure that made it hard for them to breathe. They wanted to resist, but found that they couldn't even move a finger.
"Demon, demon eye?"
"You can still talk? Not bad."
The beautiful woman in men's clothing said with difficulty. The girl looked at her with a little surprise. Her long black hair gradually turned golden, and the pressure emanating from her body became heavier and heavier.
"Plop", one of the executors could not bear the pressure, foamed at the mouth and fainted on the ground.
Soon, the second one, the third one... more and more, more and more densely.
In the end, only the beautiful woman in men's clothing was still struggling to hold on.
"Yes, yes, I am becoming more and more interested in you. You must be from a very ancient family. Who is your ancestor? Oh, I didn't ask you to answer. I will find the answer myself."
As the girl spoke, she stretched out a finger and pressed it against the neck of the beautiful woman in men's clothing - she was an extremely ancient vampire who could easily obtain information from human blood.
However, before her fingers could grab the blood of the beautiful woman in men's clothing, the girl suddenly stopped moving, frowned and looked away.
I don't know when another person appeared on the "Ark", a short-haired woman who looked somewhat similar to the girl, but more mature.
When the girl saw the woman, she showed obvious disgust.
"You're here too, my unlovable sister."
From the looks, it is obvious that the short-haired woman is the older sister, who appeared with black hair, and the blonde girl is the younger sister. However, considering that the girl is not a human but a vampire, the usual logic does not apply.
The short-haired woman didn't say anything. She just stared at her sister's outstretched hand expressionlessly.
The girl still maintained the posture of having one hand on the neck of the beauty in men's clothing, turning her head to look at her sister, motionless.
The two sisters were at a stalemate.
After a long while, my sister withdrew her hand as if she had admitted defeat and sighed helplessly.
"Okay, okay, I get it. I won't suck her blood. Really, after all these years, you still insist on that ridiculous duty? The old guys who instilled this duty in you are either dead or in eternal sleep. Is it really that serious?"
My sister still didn't speak, and I didn't see her making any movements. The invisible pressure that bound the beautiful woman in men's clothing disappeared directly.
The beautiful woman in men's clothing stretched her body, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Thank you."
The short-haired woman was indifferent and continued to stand in the same posture, like a sculpture.
"You don't need to tell her this. She can understand but won't respond. Apart from completing the mission, she has almost no extra emotions. She saved you only because her mission is to hunt vampires. If we didn't have the same mission target this time, I'm afraid she would have already started hunting me. My immature appearance now is directly caused by her. Anyway, you just watch here and don't do anything unnecessary. When you go back, tell those old stubborn people exactly what you saw. I guarantee in the name of 'Ancient Red' that no one will blame you. If you are still worried, then wait until the matter is over and come with me. You are very qualified. If you become my direct Dead Apostle, you will soon become the new Twenty-Seven. Anyway, you should think about it carefully."
The girl quickly changed her words halfway through her sentence because her sister was looking at her again.
"Mother is such a fool. Why did she ask me to carry out this mission with her? It's obvious that I can come with Dabai..."
"You know the reason very well, don't you? Black Princess, your highness - Dream Manifestation has a similar nature to the third magic. If the situation develops to the worst, your highness White Princess's power will be indispensable."
A man's voice was heard on the platform, and except for the beautiful woman in men's clothing whose brain was close to shutting down, the two ladies did not show any surprise, and it was obvious that they had already noticed his presence.
"It is ungentlemanly to eavesdrop on a lady's conversation."
"This is really rude, even though I am not a gentleman, just a 'guardian' without even a name;."
The alternation of light and shadow outlines a man in a red tights, over 185cm tall, with dark skin and white hair. At first glance, he looks somewhat similar to Amakusa Shiro Tokisada who is in the deepest part of the garden.
The man did not appear alone. Along with him, there was another figure whose upper body was wrapped in a red cloak and whose features could not be seen clearly. Judging from the bullets and guns exposed, this seemed to be a "guardian" from modern times;.
Glancing at the two of them, a hint of obvious dissatisfaction appeared on Heiji's face.
"The red archer and the assassin... why are you two here again? Is there no one left among the 'Guardians'?"
The tall man, the red archer, shrugged helplessly. "I don't know how many 'Guardians' there are. All we can do is follow orders and carry out our mission."
"That sounds really pathetic. Why don't you come to my mother's place? The treatment will definitely be better than your place."
The red archer shook his head: "They are all the same. There is no essential difference. Besides, we are all human beings anyway."
"But you live on this planet..." At this point, Hei Ji also shook her head, "Forget it, arguing about this will only go on forever. Are you two the only ones here? Although it's cooperation, cooperation must be based on equality. The two of you together are barely equal to me, but what about my pathetic sister? How are you going to be equal to me?"
"Don't worry about that. He should be here soon."
As soon as the red archer finished speaking, a circle of ripples appeared in front of him, like the ripples caused by a stone thrown into sleep.
Amidst the ripples, a man wearing a white robe, with dark skin and long white hair walked out.
"I'm sorry I'm late."
Seeing this man, Black Jijun showed a surprised expression for the first time.
"This feeling is... I see, it's you, the 'Magic King'. Indeed, apart from 'Fantasy Materialization', you, the magician among magicians, and Grand Catser, one of the Seven Knights of the Grand Order, are the most suitable to handle the aftermath!"
"Don't be so hasty to draw conclusions, Black Vampire Princess. We are just the last resort. What will happen in the end depends on the choice of the 'Observer' who is loved by the two inhibitory forces."
The man known as the "Magic King" smiled gently, without showing any of the aura that a king should have.
PS: Yesterday I chatted with my book friend Krypton Dragon about the current status of the ACG world and the direction of the next book. It turned out that there were too many choices and I didn’t know what to do. So he opened a post in the book review area to gather ideas. I have pinned it to the top. I hope everyone can speak freely. By the way, the book is only halfway through and it is still early to finish. This post is just a preliminary preparation, so it will take a long time. You can think and talk slowly.
PS2: The strategy that Jian Shao mentioned yesterday was for the last day of the all-out fighting game, which is the one that was said to have only three-digit numbers of people passing it on the Japanese server and had to be weakened in the end. As for the previous ones, there is basically no difficulty.