[185] Dead Apostle
"Hahaha! Yes, yes. You said it right. If I die, it must be very valuable, isn't it? But unfortunately, the chance is, you simply can't see it. Given the short life of humans, how could you possibly witness my death?"
The Dead Apostle's face darkened as he spoke, "You... what's wrong with you again? Even if it's not the mystic eye that holds the grudge, there's still something wrong..."
"Please be quiet," Rodin interrupted the Dead Apostle who seemed eager to say something more, "Please, everyone, take your seats. We will now introduce the locations of your respective rooms. If there's anything, we can discuss it later."
He wasn't angry.
Still, his tone was filled with an undeniable sense of command.
Among these people, many were powerful individuals, but Rodin didn't seem to care.
This situation had occurred before in the history of the appearance of the Mystic Eye Collection Train.
As for how to deal with the current situation, Kazuya had already demonstrated it.
That is, strike back with confidence!
Now, no one knew the specific strengths of the others... and at a time like this, if someone hesitated just because he was the head of the Dead Apostles... the result might be ending up as a corpse on this Mystic Eye Collection Train.
Only by showing no fear, and even going a step further...
By not putting this person in his eyes, would make others feel apprehensive, and they wouldn't dare to act recklessly.
The Mystic Eye Collection Train was no exception, even though Rodin's words sounded like inquiries, his tone was irrefutable.
If anyone dared to say a "no"...
Perhaps it would be leaving their head, their body thrown outside.
"Thank you for your cooperation," Rodin nodded and smiled, "This train will circle around the Misty Country for a week and then return to London in four days and three nights. During this time, please enjoy the demonstration of the Mystic Eyes on display and patiently wait for the auction on the third day. The winning bids for the Mystic Eyes can be immediately transplanted for you or kept under your own care. Moreover, the transplantation won't take much of your time, so please rest assured. As for those who wish to sell their Mystic Eyes, please come to our working area the day after tomorrow—before dusk on the third day and explain your needs to me, Rodin."
Then, at this moment, another familiar figure appeared beside Rodin, slightly bowed, and said, "I am Leandra, and I have the honor of serving as the host for the auction."
This familiar figure with belts wrapped around the eyes was undoubtedly the woman with whom Kazuya had an encounter in the JOJO-themed amusement park.
...
"Well... the room is not bad," Kazuya put the gift box in his hand aside.
Inside, there weren't many clothes, mostly mystic code.
Although he couldn't use magecraft, he had purchased many tools, all used for defense against various magecraft attacks.
Especially curses...
For attacks, he had Origin Bullets and Ripple.
But for non-offensive situations, there were still curses.
However, even weak attacks needed these things for defense.
Opening the suitcase, he took out the items inside, arranged a small-scale barrier in the train carriage, and placed three gems near the window.
Jewel magecraft, this thing was not exclusive to the Tohsaka family.
As a source of magical energy, he purchased a batch of gems through Waver Velvet at the Clock Tower.
All of them were filled with magical energy, and their prices ranged in tens of millions of yen, including the value of the gems and the magical energy.
As for the cost of using jewel magecraft...
In Fate/stay night, Rin Tohsaka and Shirou Emiya had a conversation about this.
Throwing away a gem after using it was around a hundred thousand yen, more advanced ones required a million, or even ten million...
But, he guess Rin Tohsaka didn't have many gems worth over ten million yen.
By the time Rin Tohsaka became the head of the Tohsaka family, their assets had already been squandered by a certain someone who had no idea how to manage them...
"That should be enough..."
From a distance, various curses and tricks should be able to withstand them to some extent.
At least it could give him an early warning.
Give himself some defense.
And... he would definitely be tested by others later.
Whether it's the Clock Tower, the Holy Church... or that Dead Apostle and other magus.
If he killed them, he killed them.
Not everyone is like El-Melloi II, investigating who the murderer is, or even... even if it is investigated, the Clock Tower won't care.
In the world of magus, struggles and battles over various ideas and interests were simple things.
Ordinary laws couldn't bind these people.
They existed in the shadows outside the law.
After finishing up, he walked out of the room and headed towards the adjacent carriage.
On the dining car's table, there were still fresh fruits, as if they had just been placed there.
The middle-aged man was sitting there, reading a book, and seemed to sense something, turning his head to look at the approaching person. "Kurokawa Kazuya, right?"
"Yes, I am Kurokawa Kazuya." Kazuya nodded, looked around for an empty seat, and decided to sit across from him. "Hello, are you from the Holy Church, judging by your attire?"
"Yes... Mr. Kurokawa is indeed very knowledgeable about our Holy Church." The man closed the book and said, "And, what I'm most curious about is whether you really obtained the information from Mr. Jewell, or did you 'see' it yourself... But, all of this will be revealed on this train."
"Ah, that's right... After all, if I really 'exchange' for a Mystic Eyes, this kind of thing can be seen right away." Kazuya smiled, "By the way, sir, I still don't know your name?"
"I am Neil Edington, that's my name." The man said, "Like the description of the man Kirei Kotomine in your manga, I am a representative of the Holy Church."
"...I'm surprised." Kazuya didn't conceal his surprise at all and said directly, "I didn't expect it to be a representative of the Holy Church, so why... did someone like you come here? Is it also for the Mystic Eyes?"
"No... I have only one goal from start to finish, and that is that man, Colin Kidd, the Dead Apostle... My mission is to kill him."
"Kill me? You really dare to say that!"
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