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TM : [188] Mystic Eyes
🕑 Added 2023-12-14 16:03:01 +0000 UTCGradually, most people also gathered in this dining car, and even those who had finished eating did not leave.
Their attention shifted to the Mystic Eyes on the dining car.
Even the priest, who had just arrived not long ago, was no exception.
"This is NobleColor—a cursed Mystic Eye," said the woman with a belt around her eyes, the auctioneer Leandra, "I believe you all know that this Mystic Eye curses the observer's field of view. After being cursed, one would fall into disasters such as illness, leading to death. In magical confrontations, it plays a significant role. To resist such a Mystic Eye, even magus have to use certain tools or resort to magecraft. If in good condition, the magic circuit quality within the eye is top-notch, with no control issues. The previous owner, due to old age, entrusted us to auction this Mystic Eye. For detailed information and estimates, please refer to the catalog in your hands."
"Among the Mystic Eyes being auctioned today, two are scheduled for display, and two to four will be displayed tomorrow. Please take note."
Kazuya and others looked at the reading catalog in their hands, which contained introductions and starting prices for two Mystic Eyes.
The first one was the "Mystic Eyes of Curse" with a starting price of ten thousand dollars.
And... the name of the second Mystic Eye was...
"Next is the second one... the 'Mystic Eyes of Domination' located in the 'Golden' tier."
Leandra continued, "Just like its name implies, it forcefully makes the surrounding lives follow the commands issued by its possessor. This is not limited to humans; even simple animals can obey. However, correspondingly, it absorbs a significant amount of life force from the possessor and can activate independently. Its possessor was drained of life force by this Mystic Eye last year and died."
Kazuya saw the starting price in the catalog—fifty thousand dollars.
There were murmurs and sighs in the carriage.
Everyone marveled at the scale of the Mystic Eyes auction on the Mystic Eye Collection Train.
Including Kazuya.
This Mystic Eye... made him feel quite intrigued.
A Mystic Eye of Domination... it would be useful in daily life and more...
And he didn't need to worry about his life force since the little source he possessed, his life energy, was several times stronger than an average person's.
The only concern was the lack of control...
Activation without permission.
To him, this Mystic Eye seemed like the Geass of the protagonist in "Code Geass," forcibly making others follow commands... and it could go out of control.
The uncontrolled Geass caused a great tragedy in "Code Geass," and he didn't want such a thing to happen to him.
In other words... even if this Mystic Eye was excellent, he wouldn't want it if it couldn't be controlled.
Moreover...
This was only the Golden tier for now.
Tomorrow... there might be Mystic Eyes of Jewel grade appearing!
...
Clock Tower.
Here, there was an underground training ground surrounded by countless iron blocks, scattered neatly on the ground as if they were cut by something.
And, the next scene clearly explained the reason for this situation.
Something transparent and invisible illuminated a one-cubic-meter iron block in an instant.
Then...
A person walked over.
The person who walked over was a girl.
Wearing a colorful tailcoat, she held a short whip in her hand.
She lightly waved the whip towards the iron block in front of her.
The next moment.
This intact iron block scattered evenly around, and if someone were bored enough to count, they would find exactly one thousand pieces.
Moreover, there was almost no difference in size or weight.
"Mevis, what is it?" the girl said, turning around and saying, "repair."
The shattered iron blocks instantly gathered together, restoring their complete appearance.
"Yes, Lady Barthomeloi." In the rest area nearby, a mystic code with a still-beating heart emitted such a voice. The owner of the voice was none other than Mevis Clara, who was inside the Mystic Eye Collection Train.
The power source used by this mystic code was that heart...
A high-ranking Dead Aposlte's heart.
In other ordinary magical worlds... it was close to the level of a seventeenth-generation Dead Aposlte.
That thing was still alive, and that heart... it was her spoils of war. It didn't need anything else. Just that heart was enough to support a large-scale barrier. However, in her view, this thing only barely qualified as the power source for her communicator.
"Kurokawa Kazuya has agreed to enter the Clock Tower." Mevis voice came from inside.
"Alright, I know. Anything else?"
"No."
"Then inform me of any matters."
"Yes."
With that, the heart next to the mystic code stopped beating, and the communication was completely cut off.
"Kurokawa Kazuya..." sitting in a chair, taking a sip of water, Barthomeloi Lorelei picked up a book beside her, and you could tell just by looking at the cover.
It was a manga called "FSN."
"Did the Holy Grail War end after the Fifth?... Oh, right... the Fourth has just ended. I didn't expect that, relying on the East's shallow magecraft, they could produce such mysterious brilliance."
She also wanted to participate in the Holy Grail War, but not in the next one, the one after that.
Her goal was not the wish-granting or reaching the Root.
Barthomeloi Lorelei didn't need such superficial ways to touch the Root!
Her goal was just to see who, compared to those ancient heroic spirits, was stronger!
Was it Barthomeloi Lorelei? Or some other heroic spirits...
If she could compete with them, she believed she would gain further growth. So she wanted to participate in the Holy Grail War.
She had the confidence that even facing those ancient heroic spirits, she wouldn't lose. Not for any other reason... simply because her surname was "Barthomeloi." That was all.
And also...
"Such an interesting manga doesn't have a sequel?" Barthomeloi Lorelei expressed some dissatisfaction, "Well... forget it. Since he's coming to the Clock Tower, I'll personally persuade him when the time comes."
However, her way of persuasion was not so gentle...
Physical persuasion.
