Northwest of the European continent, the British Isles.
The former British Empire, today's United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland.
The thousand-year-old capital, London.
The sea breeze from the North Atlantic and the English Channel made the air of the entire city moist.
It was different from the grandiosity and irritation of New York in the United States, as well as the superficial materialism. With thousands of years of history, London was like a graceful and luxurious lady, quietly sitting on the plains of the southeast of England.
Although the streets were bustling, the pedestrians, even the commoners, had a sense of nobility.
The pride and reserve of the Victorian era still affected the entire United Kingdom, especially every corner of London.
In the southeast of London, on the south bank of the Thames, there was a castle comparable in size to Buckingham Palace.
Ordinary people might not know, but this castle was famous in the world of magicians.
The Greenwich Sage Council.
Magicians, occult scholars, fairy doctors, and other people who had a deep relationship with magic. Or, there was a fine line separating them from being experts, such as ordinary scholars, market researchers, priests, priests, monks, priests, artists, capitalists, nobles, royalty, and so on.
A circle of people who shared the same hobbies and aspirations gathered to exchange information.
Gradually, this circle evolved into a council, and the headquarters was set in the Greenwich area of the United Kingdom.
This was today's Sage Council.
Alice Louise Ove Neffar.
She was the daughter of Duke Godting and an outstanding student. She was known as Princess Alice. Although she was the daughter of a Duke, she was a witch with enough outstanding spiritual power to boast.
At the young age of 16, she was recommended to be the speaker of the Sage Council. She was knowledgeable, but also a real princess.
She, who had an elegant temperament, was lying on a bench placed in the garden, enjoying the warm afternoon sun.
On the white round table next to her, the aroma of exquisite black tea made Alice squint her bright eyes.
She was about 20 years old, with a head of dazzling blonde hair. A top quality white coat paired with black boots, and under the coat was a short knitted dress and pants. This outfit perfectly set off Alice's perfume-like temperament.
Just when the beautiful woman was about to fall asleep because of the afternoon sun, a series of footsteps sounded.
Without opening her eyes, Alice determined the identity of the person just by the sound of the footsteps.
"Ah, I'll just lie down for a while. It's rare that the weather is so good today, don't always be so serious! MISS Ericsson. "
The person called MISS Ericsson was a woman in her thirties with her hair tied up, wearing thin-framed glasses.
"Your Highness, if you didn't always want to sneak out, I wouldn't be like this.
Walking to Alice, Ericsson pushed the glasses on the bridge of her nose, and then handed a stack of documents in her hand.
"This is the report just sent from the Council.
Alice immediately pouty Ericsson Ericsson Ericsson Ericsson Ericsson.
"Ericsson Ericsson.. What is it this time? Did a certain 'king' cause a huge commotion again, or did a disobedient god appear somewhere? "
"Erics-" Ericsson Ericsson
Ericsson Ericsson Ericsson Ericsson Ericsson Ericsson.
She was indeed a teacher, responsible for Alice's tutor, but at the same time, she also worked as a housekeeper.
"… A new 'King' has been born."
His eyes, which had been slightly closed, suddenly opened.
Alice tilted her head and took the document from Ericsson.
"Aiyaya, this is a big deal ~ ~"
Although her words were serious, Alice didn't look serious at all. She casually flipped through the documents handed to her by Ericsson. Her face showed the unique expression of a child who had found a fun toy.
"Are you kidding me? MISS Ericsson? "
Ericsson just kept a serious expression and stared at Alice without saying a word.
"Tsk! You should try joking once in a while, okay? It'll be hard for her to get married if she continues like this! "
It would be hard for her to get married!
Ericsson, who behaved exactly like an honest and strict governess, finally showed a conflicted expression.
She had secretly gone to the marriage agency to register as a member behind everyone's back!
However, every time, his target was defeated by his unsmiling character, which made Ericsson vexed.
Now that Alice had inadvertently exposed his scar, Ericsson almost turned black on the spot.
Alice flipped through the documents in her hand, blinked, and suddenly gave Ericsson a big smile.
"Well, Miss Ericsson, I think …"
"No!"
"Huh? I haven't even said what I'm going to do! "
"In any case, Your Highness, you only know how to sneak out with your Ghost Body! How many times do I have to tell you that this is bad for your health? "
"Aiya, aiya, got it!"
Alice pursed her lips and mumbled something. She then narrowed her eyes and stretched her body.
The afternoon sun was really good for sleeping.
Seeing that Alice was about to fall asleep, Ericsson let out a sigh and left.
If it weren't for Her Highness's poor health, she wouldn't have stopped Her Highness from wanting to go out.
After Ericsson left, Alice, who seemed to have fallen asleep, immediately opened her eyes. Her sly eyes flashed with a strange light, and Alice looked at the documents in her hand again.
[Excerpt of the Report on the Newly Confirmed Campione]
The Persian God, Welleslana, was a god with complex attributes.
He was the god of war who served the original god, Mystra. In the later generations of Zoroastrians, he was worshipped as a guardian god because of his excellent strength.
This god had the characteristic of changing into ten different forms.
He began to appear in the form of a strong wind, and he could change into a bull, a white horse, a camel, a pig, a young man, a phoenix, a male goat, a goat, and a human warrior with a golden sword.
Welleslana gradually changed his form while winning. He was the existence that brought victory to his worshippers. "Victory" became the synonym of this god.
Mekal, the king of the gods, the great warrior, and the strongest hunter who slayed dragons.
The God King worshipped by the Canaanites and Phoenicians, who spoke Semitic languages.
Originally, he was the god of storms, lightning, and the sky, but his authority continued to grow, and in the end, he had a lot of authority.
Eight-cloud Ink, at the same time, killed two such gods and became Campione.
According to the report of the "Red Devil" Erica Blountree, who belonged to the Copper Black Cross, this Campione was not human, but a monster.
The specific information was unknown. In the present time when monsters had long been extinct, there was no evidence that this Campione was a monster.
Judging from the "Yakumo" in the name, this Campione may belong to the Far East.
It was worth noting that this Campione was followed by an angel.
"Monster? Angel? "
Alice's beautiful eyes looked at the printed photos of Eight-cloud Ink and Ikaros.
"You can't pretend that you didn't see it!"
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"Hahahahaha. It's useless, Welleslana. The invincible god was defeated in front of a weak monster. "
"Shut up, King Merca. You're the one who's been deprived of your rationality! "
Vaguely, Eight-cloud Ink heard such a conversation.
"Hmph! But that's the death power of the netherworld, this monster can't be a monster from the underworld, right? I don't know what it has to do with Hades … "
"Idiot! No matter how you look at it, it can't be related to Hades! And in addition to the power that seduces death, don't you think another power that seems to come from the source is more worthy of our attention? "
"That doesn't matter, anyway, this guy is about to wake up, and then we'll let him have a taste of our power."
"You mean …?"
"That's it! The curse left by Epimetheus and Pandora, the evil sister-in-law of Prometheus. The dark Christmas festival that gave birth to the son of The Fool and the Witch, a secret ritual that can only succeed with a god as a sacrifice! Look, your divine power has flowed into this guy's body! "
…
"Oh, a new child was born!"
"Pandora? You actually appeared in person. "
"Ah, Your Majesty, long time no see? As long as I'm in a place where gods and humans are, I will definitely appear! "
"Hehehe … It's a pity that this time it's not a human, but a monster! Let's see if you can still carry out your reincarnation ritual smoothly? "
"Hey? Monster? "
There seemed to be a pair of soft little hands pressing on Eight-cloud Ink's chest.
"Gu …!!"
Instinctively, Eight-cloud Ink reached out and grabbed the little hand on his chest.
With long and neat eyelashes trembling, Eight-cloud Ink opened his eyes.
"Oh! It's still conscious! Should I say that it's a monster? "
What he saw was a cute little girl.
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