To become a king and a magician

In fact, Shion did not resist going out like this. She preferred to stay in her workshop to study magic and how to avoid the destruction of the world. However, she also knew that it was not advisable to always work behind closed doors. Coming out to the outside world to receive new information might provide her with some new inspiration.

Therefore, she had no objection to going out.

but--

"Suddenly you want me to kill you... at least consider the difference in strength between us, Dean. How am I supposed to kill you?"

Sitting in a fast food restaurant, munching on a hamburger, Ziyuan twirled the ballpoint pen in her hand with a hint of helplessness.

Tsbia Eltram Atlasia is a great and powerful magician who has been a Dead Apostle for over five hundred years. In terms of the Clock Tower's hierarchy, he should be able to achieve a Grand rank if he so desires.

Although modern magicians are often the targets of Servants' chaotic attacks, if the comparison is limited to modern magicians, then Tsbia is undoubtedly at the top level. After all, he was the head of the Atlas Institute before becoming a Dead Apostle, and he has accumulated countless skills in the five hundred years since becoming a Dead Apostle.

On the other hand, Shion, a new generation magician who is only in her early twenties, is known as a genius even within the Atlas Academy. She was appointed as the next dean at a young age, but how could she possibly stand up against a Dead Apostle who is over five hundred years old? Just resisting him would probably cost her her life.

Therefore, Shion has always held a pessimistic attitude towards this mission.

However, there was some good news: at least before she arrived, Tsbia told her about someone she could seek cooperation with.

"Natsukawa Tiger".

Shion looked through the window at Natsukawa Tiger, who was feeding Arcueid across the street.

He was the person Tsbia mentioned who she could seek cooperation with. Because the Atlas Institute was almost completely isolated from the world, while not exactly cut off from information, it couldn't be said to be well-informed either. This was the first time Shion had heard of Natsukawa Torato, and her knowledge of him was limited to the information she had received from Tsbia.

[Powerful combat strength], [A reliable man], [Probably the strongest being in modern times] – In short, the evaluation is quite high, but only in terms of combat strength.

After arriving in the outside world, through intelligence gathering along the way, Shion also learned another part about Natsukawa Tora.

That was an assessment almost entirely different from that of Tsbia.

A gigolo who hooks up with the monarch of the plant family, a sea king with a messy love life, a violent man from the spirit summoning family, the richest son-in-law in the clock tower... Basically, the more outrageous the story, the better, especially regarding his private life, he's practically a stud.

Of course, Shion knew that this information was exaggerated. No matter how outrageous it was, it couldn't be that outrageous. Information would inevitably be mixed with the personal opinions of the disseminators during its transmission, which was normal.

But at least it's certain that Natsukawa Tora is a scumbag who cheats on multiple women, otherwise the rumors wouldn't have gotten so outrageous.

—These were Shion's thoughts before she actually met Natsukawa Tora.

Today was her second day in Misaki City. After checking into the hotel last night, she planned to investigate the city thoroughly today. However, before she could even begin, she ran into Natsukawa Tora and his two companions on the street. Acting on her instincts, Shion immediately changed her plans for the day to tracking and observing Natsukawa Tora.

As for the result...

"Leaving aside the dean's evaluation, the evaluations among magicians are quite accurate."

Shion didn't recognize the girl named Ayaka Sajou, but she did recognize Arcueid. After all, Arcueid was a celebrity in the underworld, and there weren't many people in the three major organizations who didn't know this True Ancestor Princess.

He could be so close to that princess while also flirting with another girl, seemingly quite adept at it, even with ease. He fed her without the slightest hesitation, as if he did it all the time.

Suddenly I don't really want to ask him for help anymore.

Ziyuan leaned weakly on the table, feeling that if she got too close, she would be assimilated, even though she admitted that she also enjoyed being with that blond, blue-eyed, gentle, and handsome prince charming.

Erasing Natsukawa Torato's existence from her mind, Shion quickly finished off the fast food in front of her: "So, does that mean I can only rely on my own efforts? Using this should be effective, right?"

After touching something in her pocket and letting out a soft sigh, Shion stood up and walked towards the door.

It was getting dark, time to go out and investigate. As a natural vampire, Shion preferred to act at night, feeling more energetic there.

Just as she walked toward the door, someone else walked in from outside.

He was a very strong and tall man, completely covered in black clothes, but somewhat incongruous with his physique was his sickly pale skin, which gave the impression that he hadn't been in the sun for a long time.

The moment this man appeared in the restaurant, the atmosphere there seemed to pause eerily. Perhaps it was because of the cold aura emanating from him that the guests were momentarily stunned.

The same applies to aster.

But unlike the others who were stunned by the strangeness and unusualness, Ziyuan was stunned not because the aura emanating from the man in front of her was so unique, but because she smelled a very familiar scent.

That was a scent that no vampire would ever lack, and on the man in front of him, that scent was incredibly strong. I doubt even if you threw someone into a huge pool and soaked them for months, it wouldn't be as strong as the scent on him.

"The taste of blood..."

57. Fire a shot as a signal to request nuclear weapons support.

Shion is a natural vampire.

It is neither a Dead Apostle nor a vampire, but simply a vampire with the characteristics of a vampire species.

She doesn't dislike her physical constitution, and she doesn't have negative effects such as vampire urges. Her mental state is also very stable, and she only needs to regularly ingest artificial blood to satisfy her vampire side.

Shion has always been very satisfied.

But now, she wasn't satisfied. Vampires are quite sensitive to blood; they can accurately detect even the slightest scent of blood, and the same goes for resources. And now, the moment she saw this tall man step into the restaurant, she immediately felt an incredibly strong smell of blood rush towards her!

It was as if she had fallen directly into a sea of ​​blood. The intense and thick smell of blood filled all of Shion's senses, instantly turning her eyes bloodshot!

Honestly, this was the first time Shion had ever hated her vampire nature so much, and she had never hated blood so much before.

Seemingly noticing that Shion was the only one who reacted strongly, the tall, burly man turned to look at her, and the moment he saw her, he revealed a look of understanding in his eyes and expression.

"I see. No wonder I had this feeling. Was it you who led me to this place?"

"The Aster of this world, Altram Atlasia."

Upon hearing her name pronounced so accurately, Shion, her face pale, quickly took a few steps back: "You...know me?"

"The wording is a bit inappropriate. To me, you are nothing more than a pawn with a little bit of significance. It was not my intention to appear here. Rather, being forced to appear here makes me very unhappy."

The tall, burly man's voice sounded full of resentment and anger. As if to show off his anger, a huge black bulge suddenly appeared under his body, which was covered by black clothes. After it peeled off his body, it stretched and elongated, and the original black bulge quickly transformed into a pitch-black beast.

Judging from its appearance, it should be a hunting dog, but to call it a hunting dog is an exaggeration; its size and ferocity are simply too great. Even with its limbs on the ground, it is over a meter tall and more than two meters long. A single dog could completely block the aisle of a restaurant.

"What...what is that?"

"monster!"

"very scary!"

......

Panic-stricken cries began to spread through the crowd, and fear and dread were visibly displayed on the faces of the restaurant patrons.

This is understandable, given how terrifying the black hound looked. For ordinary people who have lived in a peaceful environment for many years, it is not something that can be accepted in the First World.

A piercing female scream came from beside me.

Seemingly unable to bear the shouting, the tall man glanced around coldly, then said in a deep voice, "Noisy, unbearable sounds are polluting this quiet environment."

"Awooo~~~~~"

The black hound let out a sharp howl, and then, like a cannonball, it instantly transformed into a shadow and rushed into the crowd!

Without any hesitation, as the shadows began to flicker among the crowd, countless tearing sounds rang out at the same time!

"Hiss hiss hiss hiss hiss hiss hiss hiss hiss hiss!"

The black dog's sharp claws tore through the crowd with incredible speed, and after a moment's delay, a roaring wave filled with all sorts of negative emotions immediately erupted from the torn-through crowd!

"Ughhhhhhh!"

"pain------!"

"Help ah ah ah ah ah!"

"Run away!"

The moment the sound erupted, the numerous guests, surrounded by a spray of blood, scattered and fled in all directions! But the restaurant was not large to begin with, and with the only exit blocked by the tall man, the only places to enter and exit were the restroom and the door leading to the kitchen.

Therefore, naturally, these places were immediately crowded with people, and because of the sudden commotion, the entire restaurant was overcrowded, with people constantly jostling and bumping into each other, coupled with the blood that had already soaked the restaurant floor—

In an instant, a scene of hell on earth came into Ziyuan's view.

"Click..."

She pulled a small black gun from her pocket, cocked it, and pointed it at the tall man in front of her. Ziyuan forced back her nausea: "Who...are you?"

"Who am I? Are you asking about this shell I'm using, or the real me inside?"

(Outer shell? Inner self? Isn't he his true self now?)

Such thoughts flashed through Ziyuan's mind. At the same time, seemingly due to the increasingly crowded situation, a stampede finally erupted from the crowd crammed into two areas—

"How ugly! Humans are truly ugly creatures."

Watching the tragedy unfold in the restaurant, the tall man revealed a look of utter disgust: "Selfishness, weakness, cowardice, lack of ambition—these vile traits will all erupt when forced into a life-or-death situation."

"It's utterly disgusting, and similar situations will continue to occur for centuries to come—it's repulsive, truly repulsive!"

"Awooo!"

Another black hunting dog was ripped from the man's body. The two black dogs rushed into the crowded crowd as if they were going to divide up the night's food, and feasted on the blood in the sea of ​​blood!

Without glancing at the horrific scene before him, the tall man turned back to Shion: "Alright, it's your turn, Shion Eltram Atlasia. Since you've come to kill me, I have no reason to show you any mercy."

(Did I come here to kill him?)

(No, I came here to kill the Dean.)

(If we assume he's the dean?)

(If the dean was left at Atlas Academy, then who is this person in front of me?)

Shion's thoughts, divided into seven parts, continued to analyze the situation before her. If she had enough time, she might have been able to accurately analyze the actual situation, but as the black hound gradually approached her, her thinking involuntarily began to focus on "how to break the deadlock."

Then, without the slightest hesitation, Ziyuan abruptly moved the gun she had been pointing at the tall man toward the window and decisively pulled the trigger!

"Bang----!"

The bullet pierced the glass and flew to the other side of the street.

"You made such a struggle? Indeed, it's the only thing you can do."

"Who told the Dean to say I could ask him for help if I got into trouble?" Ziyuan forced a smile. "If possible, please help me escape from this situation. The Dean's 'strongest'..."

"Snap—!"

Almost immediately, the entire window was violently smashed from the outside!

A golden figure leaped into the restaurant, stepping on a table covered in shards of glass.

"—Natsukawa Tora."

58. I activate the field spell Storm.