To become a king and a magician

As he spoke, a black key pierced through Hier's shoulder.

With a nonchalant expression, he pulled the black key off and tossed it back, ignoring his blood-stained clothes, and continued to ask, "What exactly is the mission?"

"Go to Paris, France, and kill a high-ranking assassin."

"It's that simple?"

"Let's go on a trip while we're at it. I just won the grand prize on a TV lottery, but I'm too busy to leave, so I'll give it to you."

The grand prize in a TV lottery?

Hiel sighed, "I get it. You just came here to joke with me, right? I'll go back to training now."

"Did I give you permission to leave here?" Narubalek's voice turned cold instantly. "Dawn will take you to Paris. The mission target is a high-ranking dead apostle, and a great evil."

"Great evil?"

Hier frowned.

"One of the Twenty-Seven Ancestors? Or a true demon?"

"None of that. It's just a prophecy. You know, in order to find heretics, we make prophecies from time to time through secret signs, although essentially we're just tracking the scent of those heretics. And this time, the secret sign has cast a huge shadow over the Paris area."

"Roya?"

“His reincarnation speed isn’t that fast. It’s only been a little over four years, right? And we don’t even need to go looking for Roya. We can just wait for that princess to lead the way for us.” Narubalek laughed. “Well, although it is said that a huge shadow is shrouding Paris, it is actually just a shadow. After deciphering it, we can only find out that some evil entity is about to arrive in Paris. Whether it is the heretic we are going to execute is still up for debate.”

At this point, Hiel understood: "So, the mission is to take advantage of dealing with the Dead Apostles and also investigate the specifics of [Shadow]?"

"That's pretty much the gist of it. Just contact the local church for expenses. You can also bring the Seventh Holy Scripture with you; safety first. Dawn will drive you and carry your luggage."

"If you really care about my safety, don't let this lazybones follow us."

"Your words really hurt me a little," Dawn said with a wry smile, then looked at Narubalek. "However, I understand why I was sent here now—to verify the Mother's hint, right?"

Father Dawn was recruited into the burial agency for only one reason—a certain Virgin Mary had made a prophecy that he would exorcise demons three times in his lifetime. In fact, he is currently the only person with the actual achievement of exorcising fully-formed demons.

If that enormous shadow is indeed the demon Dawn was prophesied to banish, then all the better; let him make the most of it. If not, then it doesn't matter; let him do odd jobs.

"Hiel, Dawn, I'm really looking forward to hearing your good news."

"I see."

"Yes Yes Yes."

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at the same time.

"Ah!"

On the plane to Paris, the enormous shadow—Natsukawa Torato—suddenly sneezed violently. Grey, sitting next to him, immediately handed him a tissue: "Brother, a tissue."

"Um, thanks... I suddenly had a feeling that someone wanted to kill me."

"Murder...is that it?"

"Well, it's just a feeling, probably just my imagination."

51. Acherot the Monarch

The flight from London to Paris didn't take long. The two countries are only separated by a strait, and they see each other all the time. Just one hour after takeoff, Natsukawa and Grey set foot on Parisian soil.

Dragging her suitcase out of the airport, Grey took a taxi into Paris. Looking out the window at the city scenery, which was somewhat similar to that of England but completely different upon closer inspection, Grey's eyes lit up as she pressed herself against the car window, her eyes gleaming. It was her first time traveling abroad.

"Brother! That tower—"

"That's the Eiffel Tower, a landmark building celebrating the 100th anniversary of the French Revolution. Construction began in 1887, and it stands 324 meters tall. It's probably the most well-known landmark in Paris. Grey, if you'd like, we can go see it after we put our luggage down."

"May I?!"

"Anyway, we're here for tourism. Besides, I remember the Eiffel Tower is right next to the Seine—sir, are there still cruise ships on the Seine?"

"Of course. By the way, are you siblings? You don't look like it."

"We're sworn siblings. Isn't my little sister adorable?"

"Indeed, she's a very lovely young lady. I hope you two have a wonderful time in Paris. Oh, by the way, a very popular idol is coming to Paris to hold a concert recently. If you're interested, you can go and listen to him."

"Popular idols, their tickets must be hard to get."

Seeing Natsukawa Tora conversing fluently with the driver, Grey couldn't help but be surprised: "Brother, you can speak French?"

Natsukawa Tora shook his head, then raised his hand to reveal a grass bracelet on his wrist and laughed, "How could I possibly know that? Forget about English and Japanese, I haven't learned any French at all. I rely entirely on this translation outfit."

The Grass Bracelet is a magical artifact created by Merry based on a legend. By setting a specific language, it can convert all other languages ​​into a single, understandable language for the wearer. For example, if it's set to French, Natsukawa Torato will hear only French; if it's set to English, he will hear only English.

The words spoken by Natsukawa Tora will automatically be translated into the corresponding language. However, the effective range is only five meters, which basically limits it to face-to-face communication.

After sitting in the car for a while, Natsukawa Tiger and Grey arrived at the hotel where they had booked their accommodation.

The trip was actually funded by a British television station, which covered all their food and lodging, so they didn't need to make any special reservations for hotels.

Carrying their suitcases, Grey and Gray walked into the hotel, but the moment they entered, their view was suddenly filled with a sea of ​​people! The entire hotel lobby was practically packed with people! There wasn't a single space to move around!

"What...what is this?"

Seeing the massive crowd in front of them, Natsukawa Tiger and Grey were stunned.

Is Paris such an overcrowded place? Strictly speaking, both of them were country bumpkins who had just come to the city from the countryside. The area where the Clock Tower was located was not in the city center, so there wasn't much foot traffic. Therefore, neither of them had ever seen so many people gathered together.

And judging from their appearance, each of them was carrying a camera or microphone, and some were even holding video cameras...

"These must all be reporters."

"reporter?"

"Paparazzi who only follow popular people around and join in the fun, fabricators who only talk about bad things and never say anything good—although not all reporters are like this, about 80% of them are, right?" Xia Chuanhu said disdainfully. "They run to wherever there is news, and even if there is no news, they will find something to tell. If a celebrity goes out to eat and happens to sit at the same table with a woman, they can say that he is having an extramarital affair."

"This...this is going too far."

"Well, that's just how most reporters are; a few still have a conscience—but this group over here is clearly not. Judging by this setup... they're probably here to catch some celebrity, right?"

"Huh? Brother, how did you know?"

"Didn't the driver in the car say earlier that a big star is coming to Paris to hold a concert? I guess this is where that big star is staying. It's really bad luck to bump into us. It seems like we won't be able to stay quiet in Paris for a while."

Having stayed in the same hotel as a celebrity, Natsukawa Tora could easily guess how he would wake up later.

(This happened on the first time I took Grey out... What bad luck.)

Whether in his past or present life, Xia Chuanhu has never been a fan of celebrities, especially those trainees and pretty boys who are effeminate. After various tax evasion and criminal cases were exposed, his liking for celebrities plummeted to the point of disgust.

"Hey, Grey, hold on tight, let's squeeze in."

"Ok."

Holding Grey close, Natsukawa Tiger snapped his fingers lightly, and an invisible wave instantly spread outwards, causing the reporters touched by it to freeze for a moment. Taking advantage of this pause, Natsukawa Tiger led Grey through the crowd.

Natsukawa Tora now has two classes: one is a magic class taught by Webber, and the other is a physical combat class taught by Merry. After more than two months of hellish training, although his melee combat skills haven't improved much, his agility has been maxed out.

(After all, if I don't max out my skills, I'll be riddled with holes by a barrage of thrusts, and that girl Merry is training me to the standards of the Knights of the Round Table...)

Fortunately, Natsukawa Tora fused with Arthur's spirit origin, making his physical abilities superhuman; otherwise, he really wouldn't have been able to withstand it.

Pushing through the crowd to the front desk, Natsukawa Tora took out his and Gray's ID cards: "Hello, we are Natsukawa Tora and Natsukawa Gray, who made an appointment beforehand."

"Okay, Mr. Natsukawa Torato and Ms. Natsukawa Grey, right... I'm sorry, we don't have your appointment information here."

"Aha?"

The two were immediately stunned.

What's going on? No appointment information?

Didn't the TV station already make the reservation for them?

"Could you please check again? It seems that a reservation has indeed been made."

"I'm very sorry, we don't have your reservation information. However, we do have some rooms available. Why don't you book a double room now?"

Order one now?

Where did they get the money? They're going to stay here for almost a week, and if you factor in the room rate, they'll probably only have enough left for their plane tickets home.

(Merry, what kind of TV lottery is this? It's a complete TV scam!)

Back in Japan, Natsukawa Tora had occasionally heard of similar stories: families winning a travel prize in a TV lottery, only to find out upon arrival that it was a complete scam. He never imagined it would happen to him.

"this......"

"Then let's have a double room, I'll pay for it."

Just as Natsukawa Tiger was still hesitating, a woman suddenly appeared beside him and made the decision for him. Natsukawa Tiger was about to object when he turned around and was startled by her appearance.

"You are... Lord Acherlot?"

52. An unintentional act may lead to unexpected success.

Monarch Acherlot.

She was quite a unique oddball in the clock tower, a place teeming with strange people. This isn't to say she was particularly eccentric as a magician, but rather that compared to other magicians, she was definitely the number one oddball.

Because she is an idol. An idol in the literal sense. Although she is the monarch of the Clock Tower, she delegates seventy percent of the affairs that a monarch should handle to her subordinates or other members of the Acherlot family, while she herself frequently flies around the world to hold concerts, only appearing at some particularly important meetings.

As a result, within the Clock Tower, the reputation of Lord Acherlot has never been very good. Naturally, the same goes for the Acherlot family behind her.

After all, the Clock Tower's evaluation of a magic family is based on the length and number of generations the family has passed down. The Acherot family only began to rise during the Industrial Revolution, a mere two hundred years ago. Compared to families that have existed for thousands of years, or even since before Christ, they are insignificant.

Perhaps this is one of the reasons why Monarch Acherlot chose to distance himself from the affairs of the Clock Tower.

Back in the present, looking at the beautiful woman who truly deserved the title of "idol" standing beside him, Natsukawa Torato couldn't help but be somewhat surprised: "Lord Acherlot, you're actually here?"

"Because the tour just happened to be here. And I should be the one who's surprised, because I never expected to run into Lord El-Melloi's protégé here."

A direct disciple?

Kenneth's?

Xia Chuanhu pointed to himself: "Are you talking about me? When did I become Kenneth's personal disciple?"

"Who knows? Anyway, that's what my subordinates report to me regularly. The first person to get Monarch El-Melloi into the school was an ordinary person who used his monarchical privilege to be specially invited. I thought he would be a very special person, but in reality, he's just like any other ordinary person, except that he's somewhat handsome."

Natsukawa Torato originally had a rather handsome appearance, similar to Sajou Ayaka in Arthur's words. After receiving Arthur's Spirit Origin, his appearance also began to resemble Arthur's to some extent. It wouldn't be wrong to say he was handsome and refined.