Weber suddenly felt a little bit of admiration for the driver named Rodin.
I admire his courage.
Not everyone has the courage to stand in front of these two people and say no to them.
Shinji Matou, perhaps this name has been forgotten by everyone, but he just defeated Fuhailin Anashu, and no one dared to ignore him even if he was injured.
Not to mention that the True Ancestor's princess was following behind him. They looked so intimate that no one would believe that they were not lovers.
A man who can kill the Twenty-Seven Ancestors and a True Ancestor who is superior to the Dead Apostles. Even the Magic Association and the Holy Church have to treat such a combination with caution, let alone a car conductor
Indeed, this train is not ordinary. It has the largest magic eye warehouse in history, the "Ten Thousand Demon Eyeballs", but so what? The magic eye does not mean invincibility, and the real owner of the train is just one of the twenty-seven ancestors. If you really piss off this pair of evil stars, you might become the next Anashu-Elquet's job is to defeat the dead apostles, and she doesn't need any reason to kill the apostles.
Shinji narrowed his eyes and looked at the skinny man who dared to stop him.
"Rodin, the driver?"
"Yes." The man answered meticulously.
"Do you know who I am?"
When Shinji said this, he felt a little uncomfortable. His narrowed eyes and half-smiled expression made him look like a villain.
"I know." The skinny man maintained his previous posture, without any change in his expression.
"Do you really know?" Since you're pretending, you have to pretend to the end. Anyway, no one in the car can slap you in the face.
"I really know that you are the 'Blue Knight' who protects Her Highness Shirohime."
"Blue Knight" is the title Shinji got in the world of Dead Apostles. Legend has it that it came from the mouth of another princess, the Black Princess Altrousi.
"My silly sister and a man killed that boring chess piece? Haha, isn't this interesting? There are actually people willing to protect that idiot? Are there any characteristics? Blue hair? Then call it 'Pale Knight';."
"Night of Wallachia" was a direct subordinate of Altruci's Dead Apostle. When the former died, the latter knew about it immediately and sent his subordinates to investigate. This was the evaluation given after listening to the report.
Dead Apostles often feel bored because of their long lives. In order to kill this boredom, they come up with various ways to entertain themselves, and giving themselves titles is one of them, and it is also the most popular one. As a result, the name "Blue Knight" spread like this, and it spread much more widely than the real name of Matou Shinji and various information about him - I have to say, the world of Dead Apostles is really weird.
"You still dare to stop me knowing that? Aren't you afraid that I will force my way in, or even worse, smash your car? Don't doubt that I have the ability to do so - well, even if I don't, there is still Elquet."
As he spoke, he looked behind him at Her Royal Highness the Princess, who was rubbing her hands, eager to try.
"Smash the car? Okay, okay, this car smells like a Dead Apostle, let me smash it."
Rodin's sculpture-like expression finally changed. It was not fear, but a request, a request to Weber: "Mr. Velvet, please, for the sake of our master, persuade your friend not to make things difficult for us."
"How many times do I have to tell you that I have no relationship with your master?" Weber rubbed his temple hard, looking very troubled.
"But the master did contact us and asked us to protect your safety. The master hasn't contacted us for a long time."
"Wait a minute." Shinji interrupted, "Your master? Has she contacted you recently?"
"Yes, about three days ago, the master contacted us and asked us to protect Mr. Velvet's safety."
"Three days ago... I see."
Shinji nodded thoughtfully and held out his hand to Elquet.
"Give me the phone."
"Oh, okay."
Before the battle, Shinji stored all irrelevant things in Elquet's small world.
Open the specially categorized phone book and select the recently reactivated number.
"Sister, it's me."
"I've been busy lately, and I just finished it. Well, it will take a few more days to finish."
"Just to confirm something with you, have you contacted Rita Rojian?"
"I have contacted her. Can you contact her again?"
"Yes, it's about the Magic Eye Collection Train. I want to get on the train, but I don't have an invitation. Her men are stubborn and won't let me get on the train. I almost want to smash the train."
"Uh, you want me to smash it? No, sister, I'm going to do what you did back then again. That's not good, after all, she has always been your sponsor."
Hearing this, the corners of Rodin's mouth twitched slightly, and he seemed to be hesitant to speak, obviously thinking of something.
"Stop, stop, stop. It doesn't matter if she doesn't care. I also want to see the rumored magic eye auction. If the price is right, I will buy a pair of magic eyes to play with. It will also be a good souvenir for Xiao Wei. Sister, please say hello for me."
"Okay, I'll wait for your news."
After hanging up the phone, Shinji said to Rodin.
"Can you wait a few minutes? My family is out trying to build connections."
"No."
An illusory voice sounded above the two of them.
A woman in white appeared there at some point. She seemed to be an illusion, yet also a real woman.
Bright petals danced around the woman, making the place look like another world.
It's a rose.
Dozens of bright red roses were blooming where the woman in white was standing, and her beautiful golden curly hair was adorned with gorgeous rose crowns, making her look like the incarnation of flowers.
The woman slowly raised her head.
Those clear crimson eyes met Shinji's gaze.
"Your Excellency the Blue Knight will always be a VIP of the Magic Eye Collection Train. You can board the train at any time and any place."
"Acting Manager... As you command."
Rodin bowed to the woman in white and made way for her.
"VIP, please get in the car."
Shinji didn't move, but just looked at the dreamy woman quietly.
"Your state is... interesting."
"It's not interesting at all. It's just an illusion left by a dead apostle, and it can only rely on this broken car." Arquette muttered softly.
The woman in white is such a presence. After Orange and the golden wolf Beo destroyed the auction in the 1980s, the original manager of the train left, leaving only this ghost-like thought attached to the train, continuing to run it.
"Stop talking, we're not here to cause trouble."
Shinji comforted her skillfully, then raised his hand and pointed at the woman in white from a distance.
The next second, the illusory figure became solid.
"Dear Sir, what are you doing—"
A hint of surprise appeared on the woman's cold face, and she could clearly feel that her existence was gradually becoming clearer.
"It's just a small gift, not a token of respect, but it's a small compensation for her."
Orange doesn't care, and Rojian probably doesn't care either, but someone (the Dead Apostle) was indeed hurt by her actions. If they're enemies, I can ignore it, but if they're friends, at least let me do something.
—As a family member of Aozaki Touko.
PS: I bought the magic eye as a gift for Wei Na. It makes me so happy just thinking about it.
PS2: Well, the identity of the woman in white is unknown. It is estimated that it is not the afterimage left by Rojian herself, but one of her subordinates. The staff on the bus should all know Orange and have been beaten by her. How can they treat Shinji like this? Rojian, you really love Orange.