master transferred to spellcaster

After making a handsome statement "I'm not from this world", Tatsuka Fujimaru got stuck.

Da Vinci's appearance certainly linked up his scattered memories a lot, and now he can intermittently write down the memories up to Da Vinci's departure.This also gave him the illusion that he could explain it well.

However, as soon as he spoke.

By the way... what is Heroic Spirit?

A clear picture flashed in my mind, the pink-haired man with the ponytail wrote a few clear words on the whiteboard - what is a Heroic Spirit/Servant?

Memory so far.

He remembered the topic very clearly, but he couldn't remember what the other party explained next.

What kind of realm, what realm, what recording tape?

The words he got after racking his brains made him more and more unfamiliar. He knew every word, but when he connected it, he became the most familiar stranger.

Fujimaru Tachika's dignified and silent expression made Gojo Satoru couldn't help thinking about it. Could it be that this student is an alien who came to invade, no, a creature from another world?

No way, this plot is almost used up.

At this moment, only Gojo Satoru, Fujimaru Tateka, Da Vinci and Ashiya Michimitsu were left in the room.

Paracelsus returned to the laboratory that Da Vinci vacated for him to urgently develop an antidote;

Francis Drake went outside to watch the wind and supervise the rescue process.

Unlike when he was still a child in the past, Michi Ashiya, who has regained his original body shape, does not seem to be keen on reincarnation.

The two-meter-high body seemed a bit aggrieved in the small cabin, but he still had no intention of transforming into a spiritual child. He just stood with his arms folded and took it for granted to stay.

Da Vinci stayed because he knew very well that Fujimaru Tachika was just an ordinary person who was forced to go on the shelf. During the year when humanism was burned, he didn't learn much about magic knowledge. He only had time to learn the use of formal costumes and some basic skills Common sense and actual combat experience have increased rapidly due to the need.It's an explanation, maybe she needs to add from the side.

She patted Fujimaru Lixiang on the shoulder, "Lixiang, let me come, explaining is my old job. I miss it after a long time."

"If there is something that is not in place, I will trouble you to help me make it up."

Interpretation is a technical task. It is necessary to consider the identity of the recipient, sort out and summarize the information, and also selectively convey it.

Judging from the information we have learned so far, this is an aborigine of this world. He is powerful and his status should not be low. After knowing that Li Xiang is a person from another world, he did not show any hostility. He is also quite trusting...should be someone who can win over.

3 minutes later--

"Magic is real? Then do you know how to use magic wands, like this - Avada eats big melons!"

15 minutes later--

"So you're really that Da Vinci? Um... who is that Jack Sauce? Is there a little girl who became famous so early in history? Hey, Jack the Ripper?

So that wolf and the headless horseman are, eidolons?What is that?Alice is the embodiment of nursery rhymes... I said, why do you Heroic Spirits look so casual. "

after an hour--

"Is the process of saving the world just omitted like this! This is the most interesting part! It's like watching a movie?? It's too much like a black screen! Isn't that the point? Well... let me be straightforward."

"What is the purpose of your coming to this world?"

Da Vinci looked at Tatsuka Fujimaru, and Tatsuka Fujimaru looked at Da Vinci, and confirmed that they were all confused.

Gojo Gojo raised his eyebrows, "You won't tell me that you really came to invade the world, will you?"

"No, no, how is it possible." Fujimaru Tatsuka waved his hands again and again.

"Maybe." Ashiya Michimitsu said suddenly, his eyes slightly opened, and his pure black pupils turned towards Fujimaru Tatsuka's direction.

Fujimaru Tachika paused, "Did you remember anything?"

"No, the poor monk just raised a possibility." Without getting the expected response, Ashiya Michimitsu changed the subject in a timely manner, "Won't the master refute this possibility?"

"It is indeed possible, why refute it?"

After finishing speaking, Fujimaru Tachika turned back and looked directly at Gojo Satoru's eyes—those eyes that seemed to be able to see through everything even after losing his ability, "If this is really the case, then Mr. Gojo, please use all your strength. Come stop us."

"Ah, of course. But why do you say that? Doesn't the aggressive party want to win easily?"

Fujimaru Tatsuka's expression was too serious, and Gojo Satoru couldn't help extending the topic of this possibility for a while.

Fujimaru Tachika actually didn't want to continue this topic, but just thought of this possibility, thinking that he came here to invade the world, he was like walking on a mountain of knives, the cold blade pierced into his heart from the soles of his feet, Shred him into countless pieces.

And yet he had to answer, it was a question he couldn't escape—somewhere inside him whispered so.

"I never thought about aggression or plunder... If I do this one day, there must be a reason... I can't give up anyway."

"I will do my best to fight, so at least I hope..."

The sudden pain intensified, a strange humming sound echoed in his head, countless pictures with unclear details flashed quickly, and the syllables he spoke were gradually broken. Fujimaru Tateka covered his head and lowered his head forbearance.

The unnatural pause was too long, and Gojo Satoru sensed that something was wrong, and reached out his hand at the same time as Da Vinci, trying to help Fujimaru Tachika to check, but was preempted by the arm stretched out from the side.

Ashiya Michimitsu, who had been standing quietly by the side, came to the side of the pale boy, bent down, folded his wide palms, wrapped the back of the boy's sweaty neck, and whispered in the boy's ear sentence.

Fujimaru Tachika's figure froze visibly to the naked eye.

Ashiya Michimitsu raised the corners of his mouth, and wanted to say something, but his arm was suddenly grabbed by a force and pulled out.

"Hey, bullying students in front of teachers is not a wise move."

Gojo Satoru grabbed Daoman's arm, exerting force bit by bit.

"Oh, why can't the poor monk see what qualifications you have to say this now?"

"Add me." Da Vinci smiled murderously, and opened and closed his mechanical arms, ready to go, "Although I generally don't interfere with the relationship between Lixiang and Yingling, it's not okay to bully Lixiang of my family like this. "

"enough……"

Fujimaru Tateka held Ashiya Michimitsu's finger, removed his hand from the back of her neck, raised her head, and showed a tired smile, "Thank you, I'm fine, I just have a headache."

"You didn't look like you were okay just now. If you tell me, I can help you blow this guy up." Gojo Satoru looked at Ashiya Domitsu unkindly.

"Teacher Wu Tiao, you should take good care of it first."

Da Vinci retracted the robotic arm, looked at Fujimaru Tateka from head to toe, thoughtfully, "Anyway, go for a comprehensive physical examination first, Mr. Gojo, too."

Fujimaru Tatsuka had no objection to this arrangement, patted Ashiya Michiken's arm, helped Gojo Satoru, and followed Da Vinci out of the room.

The tall figure did not follow immediately, but stayed alone in the room.

"Bullying, the poor monk wouldn't do such low-level things."

It's just a little reminder of the master's original intention.

In order to one day be able to stand proudly in front of someone with a straight chest... Is it...

Everything he did was a good choice for Master.

Inside the hatch, the waves are dark and dark, and outside the hatch is not very calm.

More and more people came to the ghost ship, and they all seemed to be alive and kicking.

Apart from the few people who had already appeared, there seemed to be no other personnel on the ghost ship, let alone terrifying creatures such as skeletons.

The changes of the cruise ship every minute and every second are clearly perceptible, and the future of sinking is in sight, but rescue is still far away.With the passage of time, the balance in people's hearts slowly turned to the direction of accepting the rescue of the ghost ship.

There was a long queue in front of the wooden ladders, and adding a few more wooden ladders later could not improve the congested traffic situation much.

There were always some people who were stuck on the way with their trembling legs and dared not go down. In the end, the machines simply did the work of carrying people back and forth to the ghost ship, which was much more efficient than letting those people climb by themselves.

After queuing for a long time, Conan Edogawa finally arrived on the ghost ship.

The moment he boarded the boat, the scene in front of him fluctuated slightly.The ghost ship, which already looked a bit crowded on the cruise ship, now looks incredibly spacious, and at a glance, it can definitely hold everyone on the cruise ship.

Unlike the three Mo Lilan who were aroused by this strange sight, Edogawa Conan immediately thought of what kind of cases such technology could be used for.

Occupational disease again.

Conan Edogawa shook his head, put his hand on the side of the glasses frame, and walked a few steps nearby.

Still can't hear it.

He put bugs on Gojo Satoru, Fujimaru Tateka, and Ashiya Michimitsu. He could hear a little sound occasionally before, but now there is only complete silence.

Haven't seen them on the cruise ship nor the ghost ship...hope they're ok.

The fiery red and crisp clothes swept across his eyes, and Edogawa Conan raised his head to look - it was the red-haired woman.

The red-haired woman and the white-bearded old man holding a sword were talking about something, and the young translator next to him turned his face sadly.

The old man looked at the red-haired woman suspiciously, and said something, and the red-haired woman smiled boldly, and replied.

It's like "wait and see?"

Conan Edogawa wanted to listen closer, but Kogoro Mori grabbed him by the back of his collar.

"You kid, don't run around, we are on a ghost ship now, be careful that the skeleton catches you and eats you."

This intimidation of the children was useless to Edogawa Conan, but he had to make a frightened expression and stopped obediently.

Fortunately, the appearance and clothes of the red-haired woman are conspicuous enough, and her position can be locked in the crowd at a glance.

Edogawa Conan watched her walk to the front of the ship, then nimbly jumped onto the ram in front of the ship, walked steadily forward, and stopped at the middle of the ram.

"Da Vinci, is the magic power enough?"

"Sufficient. The trial magic furnace is working very well, but it can only supply the treasure once at present, so take it easy."

"No problem, one shot is enough."

Francis Drake raised his hand, curled his fingers, clamped the talisman paper given by the old man in his hand, and made a wooden gesture in the direction the old man said.

Close one eye and fine-tune the position.

"Little ones, it's time! The Storm King, the army of the undead—the wild hunt is about to begin!"

In the horrified sight of everyone, countless phantoms of ships with similar styles to ghost ships appeared around.

Countless black forts protruded from the void, and after a short charge, golden artillery fire mixed with thunder and lightning like skyfire poured out towards the sea area where the sea monster appeared.

Francis Drake squinted, enjoying the pleasure of being bathed in the sound and light of gunfire.

After a while, she suddenly opened her eyes wide.

Oops, I forgot to ask those people to cover their ears.

it should be no problem.

Edogawa Conan reflexively helped Mao Lilan cover his ears the moment he saw the cannon sticking out of the air, and the others reacted very quickly, just learning to do it after a while.

Even if you covered your ears, the shocking sensation of thousands of cannon fires still remained in your mind.

There are so many things beyond the routine encountered in a short day, Edogawa Conan had a lot of thoughts in his mind, and finally they all belong to one - the promotional words of this cruise really did not lie!

100% experience of the promotional content, it can even be said to be an excess experience of more than [-]%, okay!