Simultaneously traversing from Type-Moon

"Everything I do is for the organization! With that kid's eyes, we can further explore the ultimate truths of the world and realize our great ambition!"

"What's the point of saying all this now? There are only a few of us left, what else can we do?"

"No, we haven't lost yet! As long as one person is alive, the organization will not perish. But the first thing to do right now is to take revenge."

"How are you going to retaliate? You think you can storm the Spiral Pavilion with just a few of us?"

"It's not the Spiral Pavilion. It's the guy that kid mentioned before, the one who's like a flame. It's because of him that we've ended up in this situation."

"Based on that kid's description of a 'fiery person'? We don't even know his name, where are we supposed to find him? We can't just hypnotize and question each person one by one, can we?"

"I have some connections in legitimate circles, so I should be able to find out some information."

"...I hope you won't be screwed over by your connections in the legitimate world this time."

"Absolutely not! Trust me!"

The mermaid candle was extinguished once again.

Nobody knows what it will look like the next time it's lit.

Several figures in black robes silently blended into the darkness, as if they had never existed.

Chapter 11 Ye Sizhen's Thoughts

Du Can dialed Ye Sizhen's number: "Hello, Ms. Ye Sizhen."

Ye Sizhen's voice immediately carried a hint of anticipation: "Mr. Du, have you decided to join my faction?"

"I'm still considering this matter." Du Can went straight to the point. "I called this time to ask if you have any photos of those remnants of the tomb raiders?"

"No. And even if we did, it wouldn't be of any use." Ye Sizhen said calmly, "They all know bone-shrinking techniques and disguise skills, so changing their body shape and appearance is a piece of cake."

Du Can pressed further, "So, how skilled are they? What types of magic do they specialize in?"

Ye Sizhen sighed softly: "You're putting me in a difficult position. Although they are prisoners, magic tricks are a matter of personal privacy, and I cannot reveal them without permission."

"Okay." Du Can didn't press the matter further.

"Mr. Du, please feel free to call me anytime if you need anything," Ye Sizhen said gently as she took her leave.

Du Can hung up the phone and began to make plans.

Although he had only been in the world of magic for a few days, he understood the importance of information. The more he knew about appearances, abilities, and weaknesses, the more composed he would be in dealing with them.

In the worlds of Battle Through the Heavens and Douluo Continent, he would always try to gather intelligence before taking action and plan carefully before making a move.

Moreover, he also learned something else: in the magical battles of this world, it's not a matter of whoever is stronger or has more magic power to win; there's also the element of elemental advantage and disadvantage involved.

It's far more complex and mind-bending than the straightforward battles in Battle Through the Heavens.

Although the Douluo Continent also emphasizes attribute counters, if one's soul power level is high enough, one can still overcome any opponent's strength.

But magic is a tricky thing... the strong aren't always strong, and the weak aren't always weak. If the weak master the counter-relationship, they can still defeat the strong.

Too much trouble.

Can't there be a fighting style where "the brick flies with great force"?

Du Can shook his head, deciding to stop thinking about it. He'd deal with whatever came his way, adapting to the situation as it arose.

the other side.

Ye Sizhen put down her phone and fell into deep thought.

She belatedly realized that she might have been too hasty. How could she use such a coercive method to bring the other person into her faction? She should have proceeded gradually and subtly.

"If I had known, I should have helped him for free before, so he would owe me a favor," she muttered to herself. "That way, he would remember my kindness and genuinely help me. But instead, when he was in trouble, I used 'helping' as leverage to force him into my scheme... Won't he think this is coercion? Won't he hate me because of it?"

Looking back, her previous attitude was indeed problematic.

As a top student at the Spiral Pavilion, she habitually looked down on those "self-taught" magicians with a touch of arrogance.

Although she had acted politely and courteously in front of Du Can, she actually looked down on him a little deep down.

Unaffiliated magicians outside the Spiral Pavilion system have no family lineage or lineage, and are most likely just first-generation magicians who awakened their powers by accident.

How many magic circuits could someone like that have? There's absolutely nothing about him worth giving her a second glance.

If she hadn't happened to learn that he had captured a Demon Eye holder with his bare hands, she wouldn't have bothered to even glance at him.

But when Du Can casually announced the "108 magic circuits," Ye Sizhen's mindset completely changed.

How could that be? You're just bragging.

But this kind of thing can't be hidden at all; a medical checkup will reveal the truth. They wouldn't lie about something so easily exposed.

She had secretly calculated that: a low-aptitude magician whose family lineage had been established for no more than three generations usually had no more than 10 magic circuits; an ordinary magician whose bloodline had been passed down for less than 500 years had around 20 circuits; and only an excellent magician whose family had been selected for generations and whose lineage had lasted for more than a thousand years could have more than 50 circuits.

As for those with more than 100, they are one in a million, truly exceptional geniuses.

Western magic families that place extreme importance on bloodlines and the number of circuits go to great lengths and intermarry across generations in order to ensure that their descendants have even one more magic circuit.

This person was born with 108 lines, and his ancestors weren't magicians, so where did this freak come from?

Ye Sizhen's interest was immediately piqued. Such a genius, still alive and well, must be destined to be with me.

So she started trying to win them over.

The offer was rejected.

She couldn't understand why, even with her own brilliant and beautiful personality, she couldn't get anyone to help her. Normally, she only needed to say a few words, and countless people would rush to her aid with chores. Why wasn't it working this time?

Later, she met the tomb raider who had been knocked down by Du Can with a single punch. He was a tomb raider, a laborer specifically responsible for moving stolen goods.

He is also a holder of the Magic Eye—he possesses the Gold-level "Primitive Magic Eye".

This magical eye can see the "underlying nature" of things. If pushed to its limit, it can even alter the underlying nature.

To put it more deeply, the underlying nature is the most fundamental characteristic of things; in the terminology of the magic world, it is equivalent to magical attributes or even "origin".

When Ye Sizhen interrogated that man, she learned Du Can's true nature from him—

A raging fire. The light was so blinding that even the demonic eyes that could see through illusions could not look directly at it.

This information made Ye Sizhen even more excited. Her aptitude was indeed exceptionally outstanding.

What followed was quite logical: she used the excuse that "the organization has been wiped out, but some members are still on the run" to extend another invitation to Du Can, offering him shelter as a condition.

This time she was smarter and offered very generous terms: double the salary, full insurance coverage, and even a promise to help him resolve all subsequent troubles.

But Du Can still didn't agree.

why?

Hasn't she done enough?

Ye Sizhen thought about it for a long time and finally realized that she had been too impatient.

Starting by discussing conditions and setting up bargaining chips makes it seem like a transaction, not a genuine attempt to make friends. True winning someone over should involve getting them to willingly come closer, not exchanging "help" for "joining."

She suddenly had an idea.

“This time,” she murmured to herself, “I’ll personally take action and beat those tomb raiders to their knees, giving them a sense of security. I’ll make them remember my kindness and owe me a favor. That way, I’ll definitely win them over. Okay, that’s what I’ll do.”

With the strategy decided, Ye Sizhen turned her gaze to the wall beside her.

That wall was covered with all sorts of dolls and masks.

She is an outstanding student of the Spiral Pavilion's Possession Building. The word "possession" refers to using external objects. And her most proficient medium for possession is dolls.

The dolls on the wall were of varying quality; some were so exquisite they seemed lifelike, while others were so rough they looked like unfinished products. Some were brand new and beautiful, while others were old and worn. Some wore Western-style dresses, while others wore Chinese-style gowns. Each one was a treasure she had carefully collected over the years.

She pointed casually.

Several puppets jumped down from the wall and landed steadily on the ground.

"You guys," Ye Sizhen ordered calmly, "go find those escaped rats."

"Cuckoo..."

"quack……"

"Quack quack..."

The dolls made creaking sounds, like knuckles rubbing together, or perhaps in response to her words. They walked with slightly stiff steps toward the door.

Ye Sizhen watched them leave, a slight smile playing on her lips: "Just a few remnants, that should be enough, right?"

Chapter 12: The Battle Continues

Du Can waited for several days, but no one came to his door.

But he had a strange intuition that he was being watched, and the other party was just too afraid to make a move. It seemed that moving his home next to the Spiral Pavilion had indeed made them hesitant to act.

But he can't just keep dragging this on.

I still have to go to work. I've already taken several days of sick leave, and if I keep doing this, my boss will probably fire me.

With the remaining tomb raiders at the Spiral Pavilion still unresolved, Du Can decided to take the initiative.

He hasn't yet learned the more advanced aspects of magic, so he can't master them, but he has a firm grasp of the basics and has thoroughly understood them.

What's even more interesting is that he can practice repeatedly within the sphere of light.

After learning the basics of magic, he went directly to the light sphere space to practice. No matter how much time passed inside, it was only a moment outside, equivalent to the blink of an eye. He quickly maxed out his proficiency in all the basic magic tricks.

Du Can felt it was time.

He left the room where he had been holed up for several days, left the city, and came to the mountain in the suburbs.

He waited on the mountain for a while. He saw crows in the sky and rats on the ground. These were not ordinary creatures, but familiars controlled by magic.

He had noticed it a few days ago, and now, being in the forest, his senses were even clearer. The concept of Blue Silver Grass allowed him to move freely among the plants, able to perceive the sounds of nature and the rustling of grass around him.

But after waiting for a while, those people hiding in the shadows still did not show up; they only sent out familiars to observe from a distance.

He's already far from the Spiral Pavilion, which should be the perfect time to strike. Why hasn't the other side made a move? Do they think it's a trap?

It's possible. After all, he had been staying at home the whole time, and it's unusual for him to suddenly come out today.

After thinking for a moment, Du Can decided to go a little further.

After walking for quite a while, he finally sensed that someone was following him.