Reverse summoning one's former power, the burden on one's body will not be too drastic, and although the whole body is sore, at least it will not lose its combat effectiveness. Qing and his master have already gone out of the range of dispersing idlers, and it is estimated that no one will come to fight again in the near future. But not necessarily, after all, Qing can't think about other people's ways of thinking.

As soon as she left the heavy battlefield, Ichijo Yuki-e also became active, and she could be heard just by listening to her footsteps. Qing looked at her brisk figure, maybe she didn't have to bear the burden, but she couldn't escape, as a Master, she had to bear the pain of her own magic being drained.

Maybe I should be a little more self-disciplined and control my behavior. Qing pursed her lips and quickly followed the Master as quickly as possible. Maybe Qing didn't pay attention, because the range of the technique to disperse the idlers, and when he stepped out of the range of the magic, he had already reached the commercial area of Fuyuki. The flow of people has also become dense due to the dispersal of idlers behind them.

There are many shops, which can only be described as prosperous, and there are people dressed in bright clothes. Qing casually watched, he had passed by here yesterday, or another street he knew, but he just walked by in a hurry, just to remember the layout of the city.

In populated places, the air has become cloudy, and even the magic in the air is extremely active. Standing in front of a store, which looks like a clothing store, but it is all women's clothes, a snow painting is standing in front of the large glass in the storefront, relying on the reflection of the glass to contrast himself with the clothes worn by the models in the cabinet. What is more important to Qing is still to find the traces of Black Caster, and kill people at will without purpose, this kind of character exists for a day, and there will be no peaceful days in this whole place.

"Ahhh~! It's really bad, such a good-looking dress doesn't look good with yourself, and sure enough, the chest design is too small! And the price is scary to death!! Alas! ~Caster why don't you try it, the boobs are not big, the body is good, the person is beautiful, you must look good in it! ”

A snow painting looked at Qing with starry eyes, for this aspect Qing didn't know why she was so persistent, the maid outfit she was wearing now was shameful enough, and passers-by were still staring at herself! And the gaze is extremely uncomfortable obscene!

"I don't wear any of these things, I prefer the shirt in the store across the street to these, which is what a modern person should wear, or Rider's one, but it's a little bigger. And you have to ask your wallet again, it's not very fruitful. “

Qing patted the short skirt of her maid's dress, the strange fabric and lace edges looked extremely retro. Standing in the pile of such high-rise buildings, Qing is already dirty slag, and with this dress, Qing feels that he is completely out of place! But I had no choice but to accept it.

"Cut~ As long as you throw a flattering eye, as long as you are not blind, everything will not be delivered to you. Hee-hee-hee, I'm just going to talk about it, I know you can't listen to it at all. Let's go, filling your stomach first is the really important thing, tossing and turning early in the morning, and you're going to starve to death~. “

A snow-painted hand was on her handbag, as if Qing's words had stimulated her, so she would choose to give up directly. She took Qing's hand and walked forward quickly, and Qiqing could feel that she was also using it to a low degree in a small area to disperse idlers. Otherwise, Qing's existence would have provoked a lot of right and wrong!

In the commercial area, Qing was pulled by a snow painting, and he could only watch the shops pass by himself. However, the pattern is similar to that Qing had seen when he was alive, and everything had a clear classification, which was something that became clear after the appearance of money.

Qing was pulled closer to a shop by a snow painting, the red façade, and an old man's sign with white as the main color, as for the name of the store, Qing didn't pay attention to it, it was a few English that Qing was familiar with. And when I walked into the store, I asked about the fragrance of the store! Can't help but be hungry.

There are many customers in the store, all of whom are eating what the Internet calls junk food, and Qing doesn't know why they eat it with relish, and it contains smiling faces. However, that unrestrained fragrance made Qing question the almighty network for the first time. Because there is no more than the word garbage!

"Hey! Caster, don't be stunned. We only have one hour, and in that hour we have to eat my 3,000 yen! Grab your plate, this is our battleground! ~ Don't let me down, GO, GO, GO, GO, GO! “

Some unknown Qing was pushed onto the inexplicable battlefield by her own Master.,Ichijo Yukie didn't pay attention to whether Qing was conscious.,She's already started to get food around! Now she is more active than ever, racing against time!

Qing shook her head, her performance was a little exaggerated in a way. Qing took a plate handed to him by Yuki-e and slowly picked up the fried chicken in the transparent glass cabinet. Compared to his master, Qing knows that he doesn't need to be in a hurry, because this is just a meal, not a time, ordinary people can eat until they fall unconscious in just half an hour of eating, and Qing basically doesn't need to eat, his magic power is sufficient.

A snow-painted scattering idler was closed, and Qing could feel that his gaze was vainly increasing. But Qing still chooses food unhurriedly, because there will be no shortage of meat or anything when people are stared at, and it is the real trouble to not be seen all the time.

Qing put down the tongs in her hand and walked to a snow-painted table with a dinner plate, she was already eating and drinking! She stacked a whole plate of meat on her plate, and she didn't know if she could finish it, but she looked like she was just right from the chicken legs, and she was hungry.

On the other hand, looking at one's own, it is the amount of food of a normal person. Although I used to be able to eat a lot, most of them were to supplement the lack of magic power, and the efficiency of using the body's functions to transform magic was basically pitiful.

Eating fried chicken, Qing looked out the window leisurely, a snow-painted binge can be completely forgotten, and it will definitely not be good to mock her eating like a fool. So Qing can only look out the window. Warm sunshine, calm city on the surface.

"----- Caster---- why you swing your sword---- what------"