Falling down in a remote alley, Qing Gong pulled off his huge hood and completely blocked his face, then walked out of the alley.

He did not know what the Puritans in the UK were doing, nor did he know what the witch they were pursuing was passing on. He only knew who he wanted to follow.

"Well, it's really a troublesome place." Qing Gong raised his head and looked at the black-haired boy running wildly along the metal ladder not far away. "It seems that this guy at Shangyou is always chasing the girl around... Hum?" Before Qing Gong's self-talk was over, he saw the girl chasing him waved the staff in her hand, and the metal stairs under Shangyou's feet broke directly. Shangyou fell down directly. If he fell to the ground, he would probably fall to death.

"Tsk tsk, the posture is really handsome." However, Qinggong had no intention of intervening in helping. Instead, he watched Shangyou jump up quickly, stepped on the stairs and jumped directly to the top floor door, and threw down the magician girl, "Sure enough, the door opening of the upper style or the door opening of the upper style."

"But the atmosphere here is a little bit wrong today," Qinggong turned around and looked at the almost empty street, frowned slightly, "Even if it is a spell to dispel idle people, why do I have no sense at all?"

Just as the Qing Palace looked around and looked at the quiet and excessive streets around him, suddenly, he suddenly raised his head and a cold light flashed in his light golden eyes.

In the sky at night, a cold light suddenly lit up, like a meteor flashing in the sky, with cold murderous intent, roaring across the sky, and the direction pointed by the cold light was the building where Shangjoo and the magician girl disappeared!

Qing Gong snorted coldly and drew his sword with his backhand and unsheathed it!

The joy of fire passed through the sky, and an orange-gold light blade appeared out of nowhere, slashing straight towards the cold light in the air with a blazing temperature. An almost silent sound came, and the cold light suddenly collapsed, and the orange-gold light blade slowly dissipated in the sky.

"Whose attack was that?" Qing Gong frowned and slowly closed his sword and returned to the sheath.

With his eyesight, he could only see a vague shadow, which looked like an arrow-like attack, not a modern technology attack method, but this made Qing Palace's heart sank.

There is no second possibility except for the magic side that can use this kind of thing as an attack method!

Where is this? London!

Who is Shangjoo? Indyx's guardian! The legal boyfriend of the banned book catalog...ahem.

As for the attack targets of that arrow, there were only two people, one was the female magician whom Kamijo was chasing before, and the other was Kamijo himself. But no matter which of the two possible ones, it means that things are developing in some bad directions.

Needless to say, in the old nest of the British Puritan Church, he dared to attack the guardian of the banned book catalog in such a random way. The other party's malice can be imagined, which means that the forces hostile to the British Puritan Church have arrived here. This is undoubtedly extremely bad, but the Qing Palace is even more worried about the latter possibility.

Although the female magician was an enemy of Hanjo and even the British Puritanism, it was definitely not a good thing to attack her by arrows.

For example, suppose that the person who shoots the archer is a friend's magician, and without hesitation when Kurajo and the female magician may have a fight, it means that Kurajo is not that important in the eyes of the British Puritans, which is undoubtedly a bad signal. But what if the person who shoots the archer is the enemy?

The female magician is the enemy of the British Puritanism, and the person who shoots archery and attacks her is also the enemy. What does this mean?

Someone wants to silence!

Qing Gong's eyes suddenly widened, but before he could decide whether to check the situation, his pupils shrank again.

"Clang!"

"Clang!"

"Clang!"

A large number of metal collision sounds came from behind, and the sounds were from far to near. Each collision was particularly neat, like a well-trained army, or like a torrent of metal, slowly but firmly rushing towards oneself.

"I really didn't expect that in this era, I could still see knights like medieval ones." I slowly turned my head, and a look of interest flashed through Qing Palace's eyes. "I didn't expect that there is still a magician wearing armor now. It seems that my imagination is narrow."

Behind the Qing Palace, rows of tall figures slowly approached, each wearing dark armor, reflecting a cold light under the dim street lights in London, with invincible sharpness, staring at the Qing Palace coldly.

"Your words are the knight sect that guy Orville is talking about?" Qing Gong raised his hand and raised his black robe, and once again took off his sword from his waist. There was no sense of fear in his words. "After seeing you, I probably understand where that guy was rushing to go."

"However," Qing Gong's mouth slowly curled up a curve, "You who were supposed to defend the royal family are now looking for in this way to search the whole city?"

The cold knight didn't say anything, but slowly lifted the heavy sword in his hand.

In the building not far away.

"That was just now..." Kamijou pressed the girl magician against the wall, looking at the night sky outside the window with some surprise, and was shocked.

Just now, the moment the orange-gold light blade streaked across the sky, a sense of familiarity appeared for no reason on the Shangbiao, which made him feel absurd in an instant, as if the Qing Palace had come.

"Someone attacked us just now." Behind Katsujo, Oliana also put away the cynical smile on her face, looked at Katsujo seriously and said, "If the target of attack was not you, it would probably be..." Before she finished speaking, her eyes were the same as Katsujo, and she looked at the girl who was restrained by Katsujo.

"The spiritual equipment 'Big Ship' can teleport items at will." Oliana took a step forward and stared at the young magician of the new light. "You have teleported away the things in your box just now, but you have seen the current situation, and you are still the target of their attack."

"I think you should see clearly who is right or who is wrong?"

"It's useless, it's too late now." The girl named Resa was silent for a moment before sighing faintly, "You always thought that there were only four spiritual equipment 'Big Boat', because there were only four of us in the Light of Rebirth, but you thought it wrong from the beginning."

"The 'Big Boat' is not just four, but five!"

"Five pieces?" Kamijo and Oliana suddenly widened their eyes!
Chapter completed!