"Go away, I'm not a sister-con and lolita-con like you."
Shinji is never polite to the extremely talkative Yade.
Yade didn't care. Although they had known each other for a short time, they were already used to the way of insulting each other, just like two like-minded friends.
"Then why did you help that brother and sister? Are you so kind?"
"You are wrong this time. I really mean so much - I have a sister too. Seeing Rosalind clinging to her brother, I can't help but think of my sister."
In the magic world, most brothers and sisters have weak feelings for each other, and it is not uncommon for them to kill each other. In this environment, the relationship between Heine and Rosalind is particularly precious. Shinji does not want such a pure relationship to die, so he is willing to help the siblings.
Yade could understand such feelings, but the words coming out of his mouth were another matter.
"Oh~ So you are also a sister-con, and you are talking about me."
"I'm not a lolita complex. My sister is one year older than Gray."
"They are all the same, all crows, no one is whiter than the other." Yade chuckled, "I have no objection if you want to help the brother and sister, but why don't you go yourself?"
"Because I have more important things to do. I came here to search for treasure only for a secondary purpose. The main purpose is to investigate something, and now is the best time. You don't need to know what it is. It is the dark side of the clock tower. I promised Weber not to let you come into contact with these, otherwise he would not agree to let you come out with me to train."
Hearing the seriousness in Shinji's words, Yade said no more, while Gray carefully put away the map and amulet on the coffee table and asked.
"When does it begin?"
"Tonight at 12 o'clock, no, 10 o'clock, watch until dawn, and come back to rest if nothing happens. Remember, when monitoring, don't look directly, use your peripheral vision to see. Unless you are in danger, don't show up, and don't do anything unnecessary."
"Yes, instructor."
"When you encounter a battle, you must protect yourself first, then think about saving others. If you can't win, just run away. There is nothing shameful. If necessary, crush the amulet I gave you, and I will rush to support you as quickly as possible."
"yes."
...
The appointed time soon arrived, and after resting for an afternoon and half a night, Gray quietly left her room.
Watching the girl disappear into the darkness, Shinji nodded with satisfaction.
"Very good. The idea of extracting the concept and adding it again was successful. The concept of 'Hades Cloak' is working, although it is not as good as the original. However, Gray's presence is not high to begin with, so even a magician who specializes in perception will find it difficult to detect her presence."
Gray had been living in the countryside before and had no experience in covert maneuvers. The reason why Shinji dared to let her monitor the world's top magician was because of the amulet hanging around Gray's neck.
That seemingly ordinary and inconspicuous ball actually contains Shinji's latest research results in magic.
Five years ago, in the decisive battle with Shirou, he realized the method of extracting concepts from the collapsed Noble Phantasm and applied it in battle. After five years of research, he has studied the concept of Noble Phantasm more deeply and has been able to separate the concept and attach it to other carriers. Although it does not last long, the mystery after attachment is not as conspicuous as the Noble Phantasm. When necessary, these one-time weakened Noble Phantasms can work wonders.
The young man touched the dagger that was used to temporarily replace the "God's Spear and Bow Sword" through his clothes, then came to the hall that connected the various parts of the castle and walked slowly down the suspended stairs.
The statue of Michael still stood in the same place. The blood on the statue had been wiped clean by the servants, and the severed sword had been repaired by Heine using alchemy. It looked no different from before, as if the tragedy a dozen hours ago had not happened.
"Kaino Hishiri..."
He stopped in front of the statue and pronounced the name, which is a strange name even among the Japanese, with a slightly weird curve at the corner of his mouth.
"A member of the Law and Politics Department that magicians are so afraid of just died inexplicably? Hehe, hehe, hehe."
I don't know whether it was a laugh of sarcasm or pity, but it seemed particularly creepy in the silent night.
After laughing for a few seconds, Shinji turned and walked to the deepest part of the hall. There was a warehouse in the castle, and one of the rooms was used as a temporary morgue. The body of Kanono Hishiri was placed there, waiting for the examination of the magicians and the relevant personnel of the Law and Politics Department who would eventually arrive.
The body had been processed so that it would not rot naturally, nor would it emit a corpse odor. The dead woman lay there quietly, like a life-size doll.
Shinji walked to the bed and pulled aside the white cloth covering the corpse. He just stared at the eye sockets on the corpse's face where the eyeballs had been gouged out. Not only did the eyes disguised as black not show any emotions such as fear or disgust, but instead, they looked like a collector who had encountered a treasure he coveted. He looked at every detail on the face carefully.
Suddenly, he reached out and covered the upper half of the corpse's face, and began to speak as if he was talking to someone.
"You know what? The human eye is a very strange thing. Sometimes it can detect the slightest difference in a smile, but sometimes it ignores very obvious changes. This is often done in the news, where people's eyes are blurred so that you can't see someone's true appearance."
"It's really strange. Even though the eyes only make up a small part of the face, after losing an eye, the ability to distinguish unfamiliar people will be greatly reduced, just like losing the whole face. Isn't it strange, Ms. Kanano Hisiri?"
There was no response. Only Shinji's voice echoed in the empty morgue, but he showed no intention of stopping and continued speaking.
"Another interesting thing is that the first lesson for a magician is to recognize death. Every magician is used to dealing with death. But except for a small number of necromancers, most magicians still hate death and corpses. After the autopsy in the hall, they never touched the corpse again."
"And the exaggerated way of death, where the eyeballs were gouged out and the person was hung on an angel statue, also greatly affected people's judgment. After all, humans are visual animals. When the vision is strongly impacted, they will subconsciously ignore many things."
"So, they didn't notice that there was any difference between this corpse and Miss Huaye who they saw yesterday - for example, here, Miss Huaye's flying sleeves are really beautiful, and such a weak wrist can't swing such beautiful flying sleeves."
Shinji said this as he leaned over and lifted up the sleeves of his kimono that were embroidered with gorgeous flowers and hung by the window.
The sleeves swayed, and the shadow behind the boy also swayed, as if blown by the wind.