To become a king and a magician

Morgan understood the rest without Mary having to say it.

(So, was it just that the child's innate talent combined with their subconscious use of magic release that resulted in a large amount of magic being released in a targeted manner?)

"Can the Wild Hunt win?"

"It's impossible even with a brain, right? You saw it yourself, the dormant Arthur power within Xia Chuan is gradually awakening. His physical strength has even reached the point where he wouldn't get hurt even if he took a hit. The Wild Hunt can't touch him at all, plus that abnormal... uh, magic cannon."

"That's true..."

Morgan rubbed his temples and sighed helplessly, "Well, that's all we can do. Rounding it off, it's achieved the purpose of the test, but this way we can't really tell how much the child has grown."

“There will be plenty of opportunities. If it doesn’t work this time, we can try next time. Anyway, he’s right under my nose. It’s easy to arrange a few near-death experiences for him without attracting his attention,” Meryl said smugly.

Morgan rolled her eyes at her and stood up from the edge of the rooftop: "I'm leaving."

"Eh? Won't you sit for a while longer?"

"What's the point of watching if we already know the outcome? Oh right, give this to that kid. It's a gift from a bat named Tsbia. It's a copy of Logos React, just like the idiot in that girl's cage."

Catching the gift box Morgan tossed to her, Mary asked, "Why didn't you give it to him yourself?"

"It's not time for me to meet that child again yet. The meeting between Arthur and Morgan can't be casual; we have to be fully prepared."

"Oh, I see. You mean you're embarrassed to see him without makeup and want to put on makeup first, right? Yeah, that's true, your bare face really isn't very presentable—"

"Go to hell."

Morgan kicked Mary off the edge of the rooftop.

44. Merry: No, I'm scared!

"Bang--------!"

Another Gandra blast sent the black dog flying. Watching the crimson magic tear the earth apart and the black dog being blasted into the building, Natsukawa Tora took a couple of breaths: "Should this be resolved now? I can't take it if he gets up again."

“GA.......”

The deep growl made Natsukawa Tora, who had just been about to relax, gasp sharply.

Is this black dog too tough?! It's taken over a dozen shots of that powerful Gandri and it's still alive?! How tanky are you?!

(No, it's not its flesh, but its strength... that's keeping it alive.)

It can be clearly seen through the magic eye that the black dog is severely injured every time it is attacked by Gandri, and its spirit core and physical form are almost destroyed. However, before it is destroyed, a magical force is injected into its body, stabilizing it again. To put it bluntly, it is a resurrection armor with no cooldown.

Xia Chuanhu also knew very well the source of that magic power: the earth's veins.

Such a gigantic black dog fairy would not be possible under normal circumstances. It would require a huge amount of magic power to make it appear in the world, and the ley lines are a natural and huge source of magic power.

In other words, unless the magic of the ley lines is drained, there is no way to kill the black dog in front of them.

"Spare me, I don't have much magic left."

While Gandr's power is immense, such immense power naturally means a massive output of magical energy. If this level of extravagance continues, there will be at most enough magical energy left for three more uses.

To exhaust the earth's magic power in three attacks is simply a pipe dream—and even if it were possible, the aftermath would likely be devastating for London.

Furthermore, to be honest, the current situation is devastating for London. Due to the aftermath of Natsukawa Torato's attack, the entire crossroads looks like it has been bombed, a complete mess. People who don't know the situation might think it's some kind of post-war ruin.

(So ​​what should we do?)

Xia Chuanhu was caught in a dilemma.

But just as Natsukawa Tiger was thinking this, a figure suddenly leaped down from the top of a tall building not far away—no, saying he jumped down is not quite accurate; it should be said that he was pushed down.

Xia Chuanhu immediately wanted to catch him, but the moment he saw the person clearly, he stopped without hesitation and watched helplessly as the person's head hit the ground.

"——————"

However, the scene of blood and flesh flying everywhere did not appear. Just as the person was about to hit the ground, a dazzling shower of flowers suddenly appeared out of thin air around her, gently supporting the person's body and setting her down.

"Thump thump thump—!"

Lifting her skirt and staff, she rushed to Natsukawa Tora, and immediately struck him with her staff in annoyance.

What are you doing!

"You know perfectly well what I mean! That person fell from a height of more than ten stories! Why didn't you catch them?"

"Oh? That's you? I'm sorry I didn't see you clearly, I'm really sorry (in a flat tone)."

Seeing Xia Chuanhu's shameless and even somewhat regretful expression, Mei Li was so angry that her cheeks puffed out. She swung her staff again and delivered a Nightmare Skull Crusher to Xia Chuanhu's head!

Lightly dodging the sneak attack, Natsukawa Tora shrugged: "What are you angry about? You're not going to die from a fall anyway, right? Oh wait, since you fell from that spot... that means you bastard were watching me from over there all along, weren't you!"

"—!"

The anger on Mary's face froze instantly. She quickly put her staff behind her back and glanced around: "How could that be? They just happened to be passing by."

"Passing by the rooftop?"

"The air up there is so fresh, and the cool night breeze feels so nice."

Do you think I'd believe that?

"Just trust them this once, okay?"

In an instant, Mary adopted a pitiful expression, her eyes glistening with tears and a hint of coquetry. However, the moment she made this expression, Natsukawa Torama had already pointed his finger at her forehead.

"You're watching a show, aren't you?"

"Vegetarian."

"Bang--------!"

Natsukawa Tora made a decisive move and sent Merry flying up to stand shoulder to shoulder with the sun!

He was engaged in a fierce battle with the Black Dog Fairy, and this most powerful ally was actually sitting in the VIP seats watching him suffer and making a fuss? Although he knew that was the kind of person she was, it didn't stop Xia Chuanhu from being ruthless towards her!

"Waaaaah~~~~ You actually went and made a move on such a beautiful girl? Don't you have any chivalry at all?"

"There's absolutely no need for me to be gentle with you, is there?"

"That's outrageous!"

“No matter how much I go against you, it’s not too much—are you done fooling around?” Natsukawa Tora said coldly. “If you’re done fooling around, come and help. How are we going to take down this black dog? I only have three Gandra spells left.”

"Huh? Then it'll be soon, won't it?"

Meryl blinked and said, "The reason why the concept of a fairy exists is partly due to your magic power. As long as you can't squeeze out a single bit of magic power, the fairy will naturally disappear."

"Aha?"

"In the end, it wasn't a black dog fairy at all, but the Wild Hunt that followed King Arthur in legend. It wouldn't normally be summoned, but it only appeared this time because you walked into this altar."

Natsukawa Tora's eyebrows twitched violently twice: "So... I asked for trouble?"

"Mmmmmmm!"

Mary nodded quickly.

He gasped, then looked at the Wild Hunt not far away. All the magic circuits in his body lit up instantly, and the remaining magic power in his body was fully awakened. He then gathered it all into his right arm and threw a punch at the Wild Hunt!

"S——H——I——T——!!"

The crimson-black magic cannon, accompanied by Natsukawa Torato's furious roar, shattered everything in its path! The entire street was instantly swept into Natsukawa Torato's attack range!

That scene was practically identical to the release of a Noble Phantasm.

Staring in disbelief at the scene, Mary gasped in shock.

(Luckily, I managed to fool them. If I had just revealed that it was actually a trick that Morgan and I had concocted together...)

Just imagining that incredibly beautiful scene made Mary shudder a few times.

(No! I absolutely can't let Xia Chuan know! I'm scared!)

Even if she probably wouldn't die, Mary still didn't want to get hit. Who would be crazy enough to take a hit that was comparable to the release of a Noble Phantasm?

After glancing at Natsukawa Torama, who was furious and whose expression had turned ferocious, Meryl made another decision.

(How about we postpone that thing in France? Lately... I feel it's best not to upset him. Yeah, that's what we'll do.)

45. Merry! Killing you a thousand times wouldn't be enough!

The matter of the Black Dog—no, the Wild Hunt—ultimately ended with Natsukawa Tora releasing all his magic power in one go, causing the Wild Hunt to disappear due to its incomplete concept. Simultaneously, due to the temporary depletion of his magic power, Natsukawa Tora collapsed into a deep sleep afterward. He had only been out of bed for less than four hours before returning to bed.

And now.

"Awoo awoo!"

Watching Natsukawa Tora devour the food on the table like a starving ghost, Weber couldn't help but complain, "Can't you eat a little slower? Nobody's going to take it from you."

"Ugh ugh ugh ugh ugh!"

"Finish what's in your mouth before you talk..."

"Ugh ugh ugh—haa!"

After finally swallowing the mixture in his mouth, Xia Chuanhu let out a long sigh of relief: "Because I'm hungry! I've been lying in bed for a week, eating only white rice porridge and vegetables for every meal. I only got out of bed to eat leftovers once before going back to bed. That means I haven't had a proper meal for almost ten days! I'm not only hungry, but I'm also craving food!"

Even someone like Natsukawa Tiger, who isn't picky about meals, couldn't stand a week of plain porridge and vegetables.

Seeing Natsukawa Tora wolfing down his food again, Weber sighed softly, "Sigh... Alright, alright, eat your fill. After this meal, you won't be able to eat anymore."

"Gah?"

Xia Chuanhu paused for a moment, his hands and mouth moving.

Can't get any? What does that mean?

"Judging from your expression, you are completely unaware. That's understandable, since you've been sleeping ever since, so you have no idea what has happened in the past two days."

"Hmm... I think I know what you're going to say."

Although he couldn't remember exactly what he'd done, Natsukawa Torara still knew what he'd ended up doing—a single magic cannon shot, comparable to the release of a Noble Phantasm, combined with the magic cannons fired earlier, had left the entire street in ruins. For the Clock Tower, whose primary focus was concealment and mystery, this was blatant disrespect and a violation of the law! For London, it was a catastrophe!

In this situation, as the mastermind in a certain sense, Xia Chuanhu should naturally be held accountable.

"So, am I going to be sealed away or go to jail?"

“Huh? What are you talking about? Why did you get such a severe punishment?” Weber frowned, then explained, “Just yesterday, the Forensic Science Department arrested the culprit behind this series of events—Morpheus Le John. He is a descendant of a fallen noble family who has been studying spirit possession in an attempt to revive his family. The frequent appearances of black dogs in the world recently are the result of his experiments.”

Morpheus Le John?