Eighth Crown

Under the thick foggy weather at night, thunder sounded in the distant sky and swayed in all directions.

Immediately afterwards, the light of thunder and lightning was like a dragon that overturned the river and the sea, wandering in the direction of the train in the dark clouds of the sky, and quickly overtook the train and went to the front of the train.

In the thick fog, both II and Gray strengthened their eyes, and they both saw a blurry figure jumping down from the Thunder Dragon and landing on the roof of the train.

"Grey!"

"Yes, Master!"

Using the strengthened foot strength and motor nerves, Grey jumped from the stairs at the rear of the train to the top of the train, followed by the second to climb up.

"Hey? Are you really here?"

A majestic voice entered the ears of the two who came to the roof of the car, causing them to look up at each other together.

It was a rather beautiful woman, about twenty years old, and very tall.

She has neatly groomed black and soft curly hair, her eyes are gold and silver demon pupils of different colors, her soft body is covered with simple armor made of leather and metal, and a watch is hung around her waist. Like a short straight sword in hand.

Even though she was a woman, she stood on the galloping train as if she was walking on the ground. Even Grey had to use reinforcement to stand firm, but her stance was as straight and steady as a pine tree.

"You are either stupid enough to know it's a trap and jump in, or you are confident that you have the strength to get through the trap. Should I laugh at your stupidity? Or should I praise your fortitude? Which do you think you are?"

The woman wearing the simple armor raised her head towards the second generation and Gray opposite, showing a reckless smile, and said calmly.

"Are you the thief who stole Master's holy relic?"

Grey was keenly aware that the woman opposite was not simple, and immediately took out Yard from under the cloak, transformed it into the appearance of the death scythe, pointed it at the opponent, and questioned awe.

"Hahaha! That's right, I'm the thief's subordinate!"

The woman laughed as if she had heard something funny, her posture was very bold, and there was a taste of iron and blood all over her body.

"You are……!?"

The voice of the second generation came from behind Grey. Unlike usual, his voice was hoarse at the moment, but also contained high pitched, and his breathing became more rapid.

"Master?"

Grey turned his head in confusion, and then saw the look of the second world, which was obviously different from the past. His eyes lit up slightly, but his expression seemed to be uneasy.

"accurate."

However, after the woman saw him, not to mention answering his question, even the laughing look on her face disappeared, and her face became cold.

"Your face is really unpleasant, dark and eccentric, stingy, narrow-minded... I have seen this kind of face a lot in Eumenes, but I didn't expect to see such a disgusting face after coming to modern times."

The woman showed obvious disgust in the face of the Second World, "I heard that he once obeyed you, I thought you were an amazing magician, but I didn't expect such a waste! I didn't expect you to be like Priest Amon. Or as wise as Aristotle, but a waste like you is completely incompetent even compared to Eumenes, why don't you just dig your brain out and feed it to the monkeys!"

From Grey's point of view, her remarks are actually quite accurate.

I do have a lot of eccentricities. I wake up in the morning and put some books that are going to be moldy in the office. I am very inferior, but I often pretend to be arrogant. I always like to put on a hard-working look... For the sake of taking care of the life of the second generation, Grey knows a lot of his unknown secrets.

However, at other times, no matter what others say, II can treat it with a straight face, even if the other party directly hits him in the face, he can reveal the matter without anger.

Being able to become a monarch with a mere rank that is no more than a sacrificial rank already means that he must have experienced a lot of ridicule and contempt in the past.

But this time, it was markedly different.

Under the woman's scolding and scolding, Grey saw that the second world's face became obviously sad, and the whole person stood there in a daze, as if to say that it would be better to die in the thunder just now. .

"You... don't tell me..."

His throat choked, as if he was trying to squeeze breath out of his lungs.

"Ha! Did you finally notice? Even if you lost the master's ability to see through, your reaction is too slow, right? It's purely my personal interest to call you out, but now it seems like a waste of effort."

The woman uttered a one-sided rebuke, with extreme mockery and contempt on her face, "So, just die for me!"

Her right eye was as black as the night sky, and her left eye was as blue as the sky.

And the moment she finished speaking, a fascinating blue light flashed in her eyes.

Apart from 'seeing', there is no extra action of a project - the magic eye.

Because of her preoccupied vigilance, Grey was struck by surprise.

She turned around stiffly, staring blankly at her hands against her will, and slashed slowly in the direction of the Second World.

"Your current magician seems to call this the sublime color of 'compulsion'? How? This ending is suitable for you... Well, you seem to have brought something superfluous, modern magicians are really prepared comprehensive."

The woman glanced at the black-rimmed glasses on Ershi's face, and tutted.

The second helped the glasses on his face, and took a staggered step back, avoiding the slash of Grey's scythe.

Grey is obviously resisting the effect of the forced magic eye, so she swings the scythe very slowly, even the second generation can avoid it.

However, the roof of the train is not wide, and the second generation also suffered a huge psychological blow. He himself is even more physically weak because he sits in the office all the year round, and there is not much energy to escape at all. Rei got hit.

At this critical juncture, a slender figure did not know when it had arrived on the roof of the train.

"Chong!"

Under the light of Hese's blade, Grey's scythe was immediately blocked.

At the same time, a pair of black-rimmed glasses of the same style as the second generation was also handed over by the other party and put on Grey's face, making her free from the control of the magic eye in an instant.

"what?"

The woman opposite made a displeased syllable.

Her blue eyes flashed in the direction of the person who was coming, and she cast a forcible magic eye on him.

"If it is a petrified magic eye, even a Servant can't resist, but a magic eye of this level is useful for ordinary people."

The muscles on Liu Xia's body were slightly knotted, and with just a little force, the effect of the forced magic eye was easily released, and at the same time, she opened her mouth indifferently.

"If you are also a Servant, you shouldn't bring this kind of thing out to show ugliness."