When Kamijo and Tooyumen ran over panting, Qinggong was squatting on the ground to study the ice cream shop's board.

"Hmm?" Qing Gong turned around and looked at the two of them in a slight daze, "Why are you here?"

"I should ask you this?" Kurajoo sat on the board with tiredness, rolling his eyes and said, "Why are you here?"

"Nothing." Qing Gong said naturally, "I'm just chasing a magician... Well? Why are you two looking at me with this look?"

"..." Tu Yumen and Kamijo looked at Qinggong with confusion.

...How did you know!

"Uh, that..." Kurajo said stammeringly, "Qinggong, what do you know?"

"Hmm? What do you know?" Qing Gong tilted his head and looked at the expression of Shangyou. He couldn't help but feel funny. "It's just a magician. I haven't seen it before. As for being so curious? Moreover, the chairman has already told me, do I know it's strange?"

"So that's how it is." Kamijo suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. After all, he learned from the description of Tori Gate that it would actually be a very bad thing if people from the scientific side were involved rashly.

Although he is also a capable student in the school city, Katsujou didn't know what lineup he should be, so he some ostrichs excluded himself. However, he also knew that this matter should not be known to too many people.

But Tuyumen frowned slightly, then looked at the Qing Palace deeply. He knew very well that the Qing Palace should not have received the news from Yaresta.

But under this situation, it doesn't matter where the Qing Palace learned the news.

"Don't worry, I won't get involved too much." Qing Gong waved his hand, "I just want to know one thing, that is, do you know what this thing is given?"

"It is said to be the 'spike Hang Sword'." Tuyumen frowned and said, "What are you asking about this?"

"So, if this is really the case, you haven't considered this issue before." Qing Gong was silent for a moment and said softly, "Who did this thing come for?"

Tu Yumen was stunned.

"There is another saint in the school city now." Qing Gong whispered softly.

"You mean...Alisa?" Hearing this, Kamijo's face suddenly sank, "What's their purpose?"

"I don't know, and I shouldn't have been here either." Qing Gong shook his head, "In fact, not only the magic side is now in chaos, but also the school city is not peaceful."

"What's wrong?" Kamijo looked at Qinggong curiously, "What's the problem at this time?"

"Someone sent me a message, someone wanted to attack my sisters." Qing Gong shook his head, "I don't know the specific situation. I'm about to investigate, and then I ran into Olliana."

"Uh...you wait a moment." Tu Yumen suddenly interrupted the Qing Palace and looked at Qing Palace with a strange expression, "Well, have you really done anything to her?"

"What do you do?" Qing Gong was stunned at first, and then he realized when he saw the slightly obscene eyes of the two, and rolled his eyes immediately, "What can I do to her?"

"That's not necessarily." Tuyumen laughed, "We both chased her for so long just now, and we could see what she was wearing..."

"So what?" Qing Gong glanced at him, "What do you want to say?"

"I want to say," Tu Yumen picked up something from the ground with a strange look and put it in the Qing Palace's hand. "She only has a work clothes on her upper body, and she doesn't wear anything inside. Now her clothes are broken all over the floor. You..."

"..." Qing Gong looked at the buttons in his hand and couldn't breathe a sigh of relief.

"Tuyumen!" Qing Gong said gritting his teeth, "Shut up your stinky mouth!"

"Uh..." Tu Yumen chose to shut up decisively, but the strange smile on the corner of his mouth still made Qing Gong want to hit someone a little.

"Forget it." Although Kamijou wanted to laugh a little at this time, he still suppressed the smile, waved his hand, and said, "'Spike Hang Sword' is in Olliana's hands. Only by catching her can we determine what she gave."

"Ha?" Qing Gong was stunned, "You mean, 'that thing' is in Olliana's hands?"

"That's right." Tu Yumen nodded, "You should have seen it too. She had been holding a piece of something like a board in her hand before. She was chased by us and ran so far without putting it down. That thing was what she was going to transport, that is, the 'Spike Hang Sword'."

"Uh..." Hearing this, Qing Gong's mouth twitched slightly, and his expression slowly became strange, "If this is the case, we don't need to check it."

"Ha? Why?" asked Kamijou, who was still sitting on the board, inexplicably.

"Because," Qinggong pursed his lips, tried hard to endure the smile that was about to rush out, and pointed under Shangyong, "What you said is the 'spike Hang Sword'..."

"Now is sitting under your butt."

"..." Shangjou was so scared that a carp jumped up. When he saw clearly what he had sat on the ground and the pictures of Haagen-Dazs' latest ice cream style, his faces and Tooyumen became strange.

......

"So, we have been chasing an ice cream shop advertiser running?" In a park in the Seventh School District, the tall red-haired priest said lightly to the phone in his hand, "It's really enough advertising fees."

"So what's going on?" On the other end of the phone, the voice of Tuyumen came clearly, "What are we chasing?"

"After I knew the news you had passed, I immediately asked the bishop." Steel sighed, "According to the words of Charles Kant, the director of the British Museum, the original body of the 'Spike Hang Sword' does not exist anywhere known to the world, but was only passed down in the form of legends."

"Legend?" The sound of Tooyumen's slightly collapsed came from the other end, "Then what is their goal in the transaction?"

"You can reassure that guy." Styre sighed, "The little girl of the saint will be fine, but our troubles are coming."

"That is the 'Apostle Cross', the cross in the cemetery of St. Peter, one of the twelve apostles of the Roman Orthodox Church."

"What?!" After hearing this news, the voice of Tuyumen changed for the first time, not because of how amazing the news, but because of a word that the Qing Palace said accidentally when they separated from them.

"This thing," Qing Gong raised his eyebrows at the photo he provided to him, "It does look a bit like a sword... But the Vatican swords are all those slender and stinging swords? Also, not to say that this thing is a sword..."

"It's better to say... like a cross?"

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!