After leaving Changdian to the School of Machinery, Qinggong and Mikoto were a little silent all the way.

"I didn't expect that Yifang Pass had come into contact with magic so early." Sitting on the tram back to the seventh school district, Mikoto rubbed her eyebrows, "I really didn't expect that he had experienced so many things himself."

"Academy City 1, how can you spend the day buying coffee every day?" Qinggong, who was sitting next to her, smiled faintly, "Even if he doesn't go to find trouble, he may come to him at any time."

The tram was empty, only the two of them. Because it was fully automatic, there was not even a driver on the car, so there was no need to cover up the conversation between the two of them.

"However, I haven't seen the Necromancer before." Qing Gong couldn't help but show a hint of curiosity when he said this. "There is also the Anbu named Da. It seems that there are still a lot of things I have to do."

"I told him this now, will it help us?" Mikoto looked at Qinggong with some confusion, "I always feel that you seem to know something."

After hearing Mikoto's words, Qing Palace was silent for a while.

Do you know

He did know a lot of things. Since the water behind disappeared, he recalled the memories of his previous life, and naturally understood some things, but it was limited to understanding.

He knew that the Roman Orthodox Church and the Russian Adult Church were going to join forces to fight against the Academy City, and he also knew that the last right fire on the right seat of God had a crazy plan. He even knew that World War III was about to break out soon, but he could not say it.

Even at this level, Qinggong dared not say that he was invincible in the school city. Perhaps the enemy on the surface is no longer his opponent, but he is still deeply afraid of this city.

To be precise, it is the fear of the rulers of this city.

No one knew Aresta Crowley's thoughts, so the Qing Palace naturally couldn't guess it thoroughly. Even though he had now guessed information far beyond his previous life, knew the true meaning of magic and science, and even speculated some of Aresta's plans, he still did not dare to act rashly.

Because Qing Palace didn't know whether everything that would happen next was part of the Yaresta plan.

What the Qing Palace wants to do is to stop this riot caused by changes in the world's power. It is not that there is a plot of the Virgin Mary, but that he doesn't want to ruin his rare life now.

Although there is not much memory left in the previous life, Qing Palace knew that in the timeline of the previous life, in the near future, Yaresta’s plan collapsed, and the school city experienced a series of huge changes. Everyone’s life and destiny are no longer controlled by themselves. The school city is no longer the city where students can live happily and laugh, but the center of all storms. And all these changes began since the fire on the right appeared.

Although the school city still has all kinds of dark sides, the Qing Palace still doesn't want to destroy it, especially the reason for war.

Maybe he was overestimating his abilities, but the Qing Palace still hoped that he could change something.

If it were the Qing Palace in the past, he might have followed the so-called plot step by step. He would be satisfied as long as he protects himself and his friends around him, but now his ideas have changed unknowingly.

Perhaps, this is the so-called responsibility. Thinking of this, the Qing Palace sighed inexplicably.

"I do know something." Qing Gong was silent for a while before speaking softly. A beam of sunlight shone on his face, and the brown glasses turned a glimmer of light, "or rather, it's just a rainy day."

"This world will produce a huge storm, and the Academy City is in the center of the storm." Qinggong stared at Mikoto's pretty face and said softly, "What I do now is like Noah in the Bible."

"In the past, I just wanted to protect you and my friends," Qinggong took a deep breath, "But now, I don't think so."

Mikoto subconsciously opened her eyes wide.

"I want to protect this city." Qing Palace slowly opened his hand and held it slightly to the sun in the sky. "It's not just because this is the city where we live, but more importantly." Speaking of this, the boy smiled bitterly.

"I actually began to think that this is a place where we can realize our personal value." Qing Gong smiled bitterly, "It turns out that old guy was still trapped."

Mikoto quietly looked at the boy smiling bitterly in front of her, and then the tea-haired girl smiled.

"Isn't this very good?" Mikoto gently held Qinggong's hand, with a faint smile in her tone, "You used to be lazy, but now you are a little motivated."

"However," Mikoto jumped off the seat and gently swayed the tea hair on her forehead, with a hint of strength in her tone, "Don't work too hard."

"After all, what I want," Mikoto turned around, and the tiny sound of mosquitoes came down the air, "I'm not a hero who protects the school city."

"Don't worry." Hearing the girl's words, Qinggong chuckled, "I can't do what is heroic, I'm not that stupid."

"The School House Garden is here, please bring your belongings and prepare to get off the bus." A pleasant female voice came from the tram's radio, prompting that the time for the two to part is about to come.

"Don't forget my words," Seeing Mikoto getting off the car, Qinggong hurriedly reminded, "Be more secret when looking for that guy."

Mikoto didn't return, but waved her hand to Qinggong, then got off the tram, leaving only a back for Qinggong, like a secluded orchid in the valley, tough and lofty.

In front of others, she will always be the trump card of the Changpantai and the third place in the Academy City.

Seeing Mikoto's back disappearing in front of her, Qinggong let out a breath and slowly closed her eyes.

It's time for his plan to go to the next step.

The English Channel, a narrow bay belonging to the Atlantic Ocean, divides the southern coast of England and the northern coast of France. During the war, the English Channel had a number of important scenes of invasion operations or intentions. In most peacetime periods, the Channel played a hub connecting popular culture and politics, which was of great significance to Britain and France.

However, today, two uninvited guests were welcomed on the English Channel.

"Although I guessed that you would take action because of this, I didn't expect to meet you so soon." In the sky, the man in red looked at the Haitao under his feet, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Although it was a smile, it gave people a sense of evil for no reason, which made people feel very uncomfortable when they looked at it. "But you probably haven't returned to the Vatican."

"I will not tolerate your behavior, whether it is a Roman or a Royal Knight." A strong and firm voice sounded, and then the tall tea-haired man slowly emerged, his carved face full of seriousness, and in his hand was holding a giant gun rod with a length of more than five meters and a deep crack remaining on it.

The water behind the right mat of God

"Oh" The man in red smiled even more when he heard this, "That's really interesting. This is something I've heard very strong words."

"However," the man's mouth curled up a strange curve, "You"

"Can you do it?"
Chapter completed!