Dusk was approaching, and two seemingly ordinary students were talking.

"The defenses are really tight, and the troops that infiltrated the Sanctuary have been completely wiped out."

The tall young man said.

"As I said, the guards are not just there to protect the sleeping dolls in the sarcophagus, but to protect the devices underground."

The petite-looking teenager responded:

"The chances of getting a result from this dive are small."

"That's right, it's just that I can expect to be able to escape back to a person and bring a little information."

"Even if it's Xin, there's no way to bring back any information, and after sneaking in, he was soon discovered and forced to retreat, and an unexpected target appeared and intervened, and he didn't get any information at all."

"That 'Caesar'? That guy deserves to be called a magician more than a puppeteer, right? The old die-hard faction that insists on using magic on its own is not the 'Black Rose' people? ”

When the young man heard this, he shook his head:

"No, it's not a necromancy technique"

"Black Rose? No, on Olga Saladin's side, that little kid Dorothy is. ”

"I know that."

The tall brown-haired youth responded.

In the Rose Division, the other "Roses" basically hide their identities, but the "Black Rose" and "Golden Rose" do not hide their identities at all, but are hedonistic.

The Golden Rose used a lot of magic, but in fact, she used a lot of automata, and many of them were forbidden dolls.

And the magic used by the "Black Rose" is quite characteristic.

Death, corruption.

In addition, they do not use dolls at all, but instead summon necromancers to dominate battles.

Dorothy McGuffin, the ten-year-old kid, was able to become one of the thirteen members of the Night Club because of her necromantic magic, which made her completely invincible against many dolls.

And that "Caesar", they also investigated through the German military, is related to the Crescent Cross.

However, there is no magician in the Crescent Cross who is in line with Caesar.

Although there are mages who control the sandstone battle, they rarely control the sandstone to fight in human or animal form.

It's more like a technique that dominates magical creatures like necromancy than fluid magic.

There's a high probability that it had something to do with the Black Rose.

Even if it was the son or grandson of the Black Rose, he would not be surprised.

The shorter teenager just glanced at him:

"Don't make any extraneous branches, there's no need to mess with the Rose Division."

"Don't worry, I'm not that stupid."

The tall young man responded:

"I got in touch with Hazel Heimdall, though."

"Oh, 'Severed Black Knife'?"

"Yes, the twelfth place of the night party's 'Severed Black Knife'."

The tall young man looked at the empty road and continued:

"The union of our Knights of the Cross, as well as the group of the 'Three Thousand Sons of Heaven', and the hidden alliance of the 'Sword Emperor', 'Quiet Noise', 'Caesar' and 'Penultimate Come', and 'The Tyranny of King's Landing', have caused many people in the Night Party to have a commotion recently and are trying to unite."

"Originally, it was intended to split them and intervene too strongly, but I accidentally discovered that the 'Severed Black Knife' seems to be related to Dwork."

“Dwork？” The skinny teenager narrowed his eyes.

"Yes, the specific identity has not been investigated, but this is certain, the other party is investigating who caused the closure of the Dwork workshop and led to the arrest of the president of Dwork."

tall young man says:

"In exchange for providing intelligence, she will assist us."

Hearing this, the young man glanced at him:

"You shouldn't have been dominated by the black knife, right?"

Hearing this, the tall young man was stunned for a moment and laughed:

"Do you think it's possible?"

"Nothing is impossible."

The boy snapped his fingers.

The tall young man's brown hair, face, and clothes on his body were shattered and fluttering like petals, revealing the man's original appearance—

Honey-colored blonde hair was revealed.

"You should go back, Rosenberg."

Without saying anything, after the illusion on his body was shattered, Rosenberg immediately left the boy's side.

Then, the boy also turned and left.

......

As dusk approaches, and as he returns to his dormitory on the deserted forest path, the boy's appearance changes to Granville's posture as the illusion falls.

However, at this moment, "Granville" suddenly turned his head.

And "Xin" immediately appeared in front of him, and his gaze swept to the nearby woods.

"Miss Corpse, your hiding skills are really bad."

"I'm sorry about that, Mr. Maggot."

As the conversation sounded, a man and a woman appeared in the field of vision of the two.

"Oh, 'Caesar'?"

"I have said it a few times, not 'Pharaoh', at least 'Tsar'."

While responding, the Qin people walked out of the woods and said the other party's name:

"Alice Barnsday."

As the Qin people said their names, a smile appeared on the face of "Granville", and the illusion shattered, restoring the posture of a silver-haired woman:

"What? Is there something wrong with Mr. Caesar coming to me? ”

"Of course, I'm here to fight with the Karakuri soldier next to you, and thank him for taking care of him in the underground hollows."

The Qin people controlled the sand with a smile on their faces, condensing quicksand soldiers who were almost identical in appearance to "Xin".

In addition, because the condensation of different colors of sand and gravel is deliberately controlled, the appearance is almost completely like a real person.

"Let's see if your butler is better or my soldier is better."

Saying that, the Huangsha soldiers, who were completely consistent with Xin, launched an attack under the control of the Qin people.

Without hesitation, Xin's body also suddenly burst out with powerful speed, colliding with the yellow sand soldier.

And in such a situation, the Qin people looked at Alice:

"So, Miss Alice, your dog bites someone, and you, as the owner, should also pay some responsibility, right?"

"Oh." Alice smiled with interest, "What should I pay?" ”

Qin Ren touched his chin:

"How about becoming my Pokédex? There aren't Poké Balls, but the sand coffin is pretty good, right, Miss Corpse. ”

Alyssa replied expressionlessly:

"It's not good, Mr. Maggot, there are no pillows and no quilts, it's hard, and you can only stand, and you don't have room to move."

"How about I put the sand coffin down next time?"

"Not how?"

"That's a shame."

As he spoke, Qin Ren looked at Alice opposite:

"How? Miss Alice, the treatment of my collection is quite generous. ”

"I'm sorry, but that doesn't sound like much."

Alice's eyes narrowed.

"That's not up to you, I'm revenge, not an invitation."

The Qin man raised his palm, and the quicksand quickly converged, forming huge claws that struck at Alice.

And in the face of this blow, there was a hint of mockery and malice in the smile on Alice's face:

"I'm no ordinary girl."

"I know."

Suddenly, a voice rang in Alice's ears.