Magician in Type-Moon

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He has face cards and the Ace of Spades in his hand, for a total of 21 points.

It's the same as the game's name, Blackjack's points.

According to the casino's rules, if the initial hand is blackjack—that is, a blackjack hand that is naturally obtained regardless of the dealer's hand—the player wins immediately, and the bet is increased by half.

Matou Ike pursed her lips, calmly withdrew her gaze, and looked at the situation before her.

With a bet of 60 gold coins, he suddenly received 90 gold coins and won easily.

Currently, Matouchi has 330 gold coins.

The dealer handed over the gold coins with a blank expression. Matou Ike didn't look at the coins, but said the following:

"Bai Ruolong...is she really Kiz's disciple?"

Upon hearing this, even Medea frowned slightly.

From the moment he first met Ruolong at Ye Jie's place, he should have been following the orders of the Wandering Heigiz.

Now, is this premise about to be overturned?

“The discipleship is the easiest way to deceive others… I was indeed deceived as well. It’s not surprising since it’s the Sea of ​​Wanderings. Because it was an experiment on par with Elgo’s, I took some illogical parts for granted, and thus overlooked a bigger lie.”

"What do you want to say, Matou?"

"Melvin asked."

Then, Matou Ike grasped the gold coin in his hand again and continued:

"I mean, Bai Ruolong, perhaps she is the very mechanism that gave you the magic of the Age of Gods."

.......

"...What's going on?"

Luvia asked blankly.

She used her phone to confirm the scene of the wrecked building in Monaco.

That was a complete and utter disruption of the performance, leaving even her speechless.

The news report that the demolition was originally scheduled for next year but was carried out today due to a procedural error is undoubtedly a cover-up.

It's likely that either the Clock Tower or the Church intervened.

Of course, the Monaco government cannot publicly declare that this is the result of a magician's duel; such handling is appropriate.

"Where did they mysteriously disappear to! This timing should be closely related to the banquet on the ship, how could any idiot cause trouble at this time?!"

"...No, no, we're not qualified to comment on others, are we? They've already made such a big fuss."

Bai Ruolong spoke tactfully, glancing around.

Monaco outside the window swayed gently.

They are on the ship.

On a cargo ship located in the port of Monaco.

Inside the spacious cabin of the ship where the containers were stored, dozens of men dressed in black lay on the ground behind the two men.

These people are all members of the Mafia. Seven of them drank the beast-transforming elixir, just like last night.

Currently, the beast-transforming elixir has not yet been made available to everyone.

Of course, Luvia and her companion defeated all of these people.

"Exploding a building is on a completely different level from beating up the mafia! As long as you don't expose yourself, no matter how many people you beat up, you shouldn't feel ashamed as a magician. Rather, improving the precision of your magic should be greatly rewarded!"

"I now have a deep understanding of how much importance the Clock Tower places on this."

Bai Ruolong sighed softly.

In their search for the missing Celestial Sovereign—and, to learn as much as possible about the unknown figure who stole the Origin Bomb—after following clues about the Mafia, they finally found this cargo ship that had been converted into a base.

Thinking this, Bai Ruolong looked at the mafia member lying on the ground, stretching out beautifully.

"These people also failed to obtain any information related to the building's bombing mechanism."

"Even if it's the Mafia, they shouldn't be making things more complicated. It's probably a conflict with the Escaldes family, or the involvement of the Holy Church or something."

Luvia's voice betrayed a slight unease, probably because she couldn't be sure if this had nothing to do with the monarch.

However, there's no point in thinking too much about it now.

"They mentioned not only the monarch, but also the magic merchant who used the Origin Bullet."

As Luvia spoke, she touched her beautifully curved chin with her fingers.

She used jewel magic to wake the mafia member who had just fainted, putting him in a near-zombie state, and asked him many questions.

There were several gains.

For example, the Multe Mafia members who entered Monaco were indeed searching for the silver-haired man on their own.

For example, the actions taken during Fim's ship banquet brought the Mafia and the Escaldes family to the brink of direct conflict.

For example, in preparation for the aforementioned events, the secret warehouse of the Magic Merchants Department, which had been closed for a long time, was opened, but was attacked by someone.

Chapter 470 The Spare Time to Adapt to Modern Rules

"Bai Ruolong? What's wrong?" Luvia noticed that Bai Ruolong had been silent since she spoke, her eyes gazing into the distance with a dazed look, as if she was lost in thought.

Her gaze followed the direction he was staring at, and she heard a dull thud, which sounded like a cane hitting the floor.

Luvia frowned slightly, and just as she was about to speak, she suddenly noticed a clean white handkerchief appearing in the dimly lit space.

A hint of doubt flashed in her eyes. The handkerchief fluttered gently, then split into five pieces, gradually transforming into five white doves of the same color. With their wings outstretched and accompanied by a faint rustling of wind, they flew from the cabin to the window.

This is not magic, Luvia thought to herself.

She tried to sense it carefully, but she didn't feel any fluctuations of magic.

In that instant, her heart skipped a beat; this feeling was unlike any magic she had ever encountered before.

Just then, from the dim light, as if a curtain had been gently parted, came a deep and resonant sound.

"Pigeons have been used in magic tricks for a long time, but the technique of using silver pigeons has only emerged in the last fifty years. After a magician revealed it in a movie, it was so amazing that everyone started to imitate it. It's like a rock star in the magic world."

The voice carried a hint of nostalgia, as if recalling a distant era.

As the words echoed, a pair of white-gloved hands emerged from the shadows and slowly grasped the cane.

Then, Luvia saw a figure gradually emerge from the darkness, dressed in a neat white top hat and suit, walking with elegant and composed steps.

However, to Luvia's astonishment, the blonde beauty beside her was no ordinary person—her beauty was almost perfect, as if created by a god.

"...you."

Luvia held her breath slightly, her voice revealing a hint of surprise and alertness.

She rarely reacted this way when others appeared, but the person in front of her was clearly not someone she could easily predict.

The aura that seemed to transcend time and space caused her heart to stop for a moment.

The five pigeons quickly returned to the other party's hands.

The pigeons, arranged from his elbows to his wrists, were flung towards the ceiling in one go.

The five doves quickly returned to his hand, and with a flick of his wrist, they transformed back into a white handkerchief.

As the handkerchief fluttered in the air, time seemed to stand still for a moment, drawing everyone's attention.

He deftly folded the handkerchief and then slipped it into the breast pocket of his suit jacket.

The white handkerchief, far from being assimilated by the white suit, also gives a different impression due to its different texture, making the man's image appear neat and unified.

"I was no exception, and became one of the imitators who practiced magic tricks desperately."

He smiled and spoke casually, as if this action was an easy trick of his own.

"I'm finally given the opportunity to reveal some inside information, and I hope it will be interesting for you all."

"Isn't it a bit too self-satisfying to try and amuse others with a sudden magic trick?" the blonde woman next to him said sarcastically.

"As a follower, please do not hurt my feelings with your righteous arguments."

The man in the top hat chuckled softly, his tone slightly teasing.

"...I thought you wouldn't get off the ship."

Luvia said in a low voice, a rare hint of doubt in her eyes.

This man in the top hat once asked Matouike to find the monarch of the Celestial Department, citing his inability to stray too far from the ship.

The man in the top hat gave a slight bow, his tone still gentle, and answered casually.

“No, that is indeed the case, Miss Edelfeldt. I was not originally planning to disembark during the ship’s banquet.” His tone softened. “But this time, the situation is quite different. With departure time approaching, and while we can still see Monaco, I would like to do some cleaning.”

Luvia did not respond immediately, but looked at him with a thoughtful expression in her eyes.

"Is it because of the explosive weapon just now?"

Before defeating the mafia members, Luvia and her group were cut off from communication and only learned about the bombing incident some time later.

Given the man's power in Monaco, this time should have been enough for him to find and move to the Mafia's stronghold.

"So, you're being overly protective of human cities. Perhaps I've misunderstood you, Mr. Van Fem."

Luvia's words floated down her cheeks, but her gaze never left Van Fem.

Van Fem was slightly taken aback, then blinked, gracefully turned his gaze to her, and smiled gently:

"I prefer to call it mutual support rather than overprotection, Miss Edelfeldt."

He paused, his tone still gentle:

"In your modern human world, someone like me can openly operate a gambling ship. Since that's the case, I should naturally seek some convenience for this world. Only in this way can I be considered to have done my duty when facing those of you who prioritize the strength of the group over the strength of the individual."

Luvia's expression froze instantly. She raised an eyebrow slightly, her gaze turning cold: "...She's even more terrifying than the rumors suggest."

Van Fem chuckled softly, his voice carrying a hint of cunning: "Oh? Why do you say that? My strength has declined considerably, Miss Edfeldt."

"Dead Apostles who are so long-lived still manage to conform to modern rules. I have never heard of a Dead Apostle who has lived for more than a thousand years doing this. Hmm, this is more terrifying to me than any other extraordinary ability."

Luvia's voice was icy cold, while Fim merely smiled faintly.