Resurrection / The Impostor

"Tsk!"

Although reluctant, Kayneth ultimately decided to give Wang Xiaoming face and ordered Rodin and his group to leave.

"I don't want to see you again before the auction."

"... clear."

Before Rodin and his group left the guest room, Wang Xiaoming received a grateful look from them.

After Rodin and his group left, only Wang Xiaoming and Lord Animusphere's people remained in the room. Undoubtedly, in a situation where the enemy's objectives were still unclear, the best option for both sides was to form an alliance.

"So, Lord Marisbilly, what are your thoughts on this series of events?"

After a brief silence, Kayneth's voice rang out in the room. Lord Animusphere, the one being questioned, responded with a chuckle.

"You overestimate me, Lord Kayneth. I'm just an old man nearing the end of my life, and my purpose in coming here is simply to acquire some Mystic Eyes. I have absolutely no idea what happened before."

"Hehe, is that so?"

After hearing the old man's answer, Kayneth gave a cold, sarcastic laugh.

Anyone could see that the enemy was clearly after the [Mystic Eyes of Petrification]. It was such an obvious objective; Kayneth didn't believe that the old fox couldn't see it.

He wasn't saying anything simply because he wanted more benefits... but he clearly chose the wrong target.

"In that case, I'll take my leave."

Before Lord Animusphere could react, they were politely asked to leave.

"Lord, look..."

Wearing a top hat, Florence looked at the old man, whose face had darkened, with a wry smile, unsure of what to say.

Ignoring the group of people locked outside, Kayneth was now asking Wang Xiaoming and Aoko Aozaki for their opinions, who had been watching for a long time.

"When soldiers come, we'll block them; when water comes, we'll dam it."

Wang Xiaoming shrugged indifferently. As for Aoko Aozaki, who had just woken up from her nap, she just nodded vaguely, it was unclear whether she understood or not.

"My lord, I have completed all the arrangements as you instructed..."

In a dark room on the train, a voice suddenly rang out. A figure was seen kneeling respectfully before a cloud of mist.

"That's not enough... we need more fear..."

"But now..."

The voice emanating from the center of the black mist made the man look troubled.

"That's not my problem; it's all part of our deal."

The man could hear the voices within the black mist gradually becoming clearer.

"If you wish to pursue immortality, then do as I command. The night of the full moon is approaching, and your time is running out."

After a brief silence, the man finally gritted his teeth and nodded.

"I understand, Lord TATARI."

Chapter 366. Resurrection

More than half a day had passed since Father Kabbalah was detained.

As the sun gradually sets, the Rail Zeppelin journey finally comes to its grand finale—

"Gentlemen--"

The train's public address system suddenly rang out in the dead of night.

"The [Mystic Eyes Auction] is now open. Please proceed to the second carriage—[P.andaemonium]."

"It's finally starting."

As the train conductor Rodin's voice rang in everyone's ears, a premonition arose—

This short but thrilling journey on the Rail Zeppelin is nearing its end.

Five million dollars!

In an auction venue unlike any other in a regular train carriage, the [Mystic Eyes Auction] is proceeding with tension and anxiety.

At the auction, almost all the passengers on the train were present, except for Karabo, who was imprisoned. The only ones absent were Shirou and his group, who seemed to have been instructed to do something.

However, the guests attending the auction were not only the passengers of this train; some Magecraft who were too busy or unwilling to take the risk also sent their familiars to the guests' seats.

However, these kinds of guests... are usually not very competitive. After all, guests who really want to bid won't participate in the auction using familiars.

The auctioneer, Leandro, struck down her gavel. The crisp sound of the hammer falling announced the winner of the item.

"The fourth Mystic Eyes was ultimately won by Miss Yvette at auction for five million dollars."

"As expected of a master of the Mystic Eyes, they certainly won't back down when it comes to matters concerning the Mystic Eyes."

Looking at Yvette's smug smile, the Lord El-Melloi II stroked his chin and commented on his student.

"But what happens next--"

The Lord El-Melloi II prince turned his gaze forward again, watching the host walk onto the stage once more with a cylinder containing the Mystic Eyes.

"The fifth Mystic Eyes in this auction—[Mystic Eyes of Mirage], Rank [Gem]."

The host's calm voice seemed to possess a magical power. Standing beside the Lord El-Melloi II, Gray could clearly sense that the already boiling atmosphere in the carriage had intensified tenfold. Desire, obsession, and some other kind of passion were mixed together, and an indescribable fervor swept through the entire auction hall.

"Hmm, it's about time."

As if receiving some kind of message, the Lord El-Melloi II turned his gaze to a female Magecraft at the other end of the auction hall.

"I hope my guess is right..."

After saying something in a low voice, the Lord El-Melloi II stood up from his seat, raised his hand, and announced to everyone in the auction hall.

"Please wait a moment."

"Sorry, there will be no intermission during this auction."

The auctioneer, who hadn't yet brought down the gavel for the fifth Mystic Eyes, frowned as he looked at the Lord El-Melloi II.

Not only her, but the entire auction hall was filled with an eerie silence. Compared to the previous lively atmosphere, it was as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over everyone's heads.

Everyone stared at the Lord El-Melloi II, who had become the center of attention, with a sense of unease. Even his student, Yvette, gave Lord El-Melloi II a reproachful look.

In fact, it's no wonder that others react this way.

This is the first [Gem] Mystic Eyes that Rail Zeppelin [RailZeppelin] has handled for auction. Putting aside the abilities of the [Mystic Eyes of Mirage], its mere [Gem] rank is enough to drive the passengers who board the train to purchase Mystic Eyes into a frenzy.

After all, which kind of Mystic Eyes ends up in whose hands is related to the future power structure of the Clock Tower.

Therefore, it's no wonder that everyone reacted this way when such a spoilsport appeared at such a crucial moment.

However, these alone cannot influence Lord El-Melloi II's attitude.

"This isn't a halftime break; I just want to give a fresh answer to that previous issue."

"..."

Upon hearing the answer from the Lord El-Melloi II, the host, unable to provide an answer, subconsciously looked in a certain direction.

"Oh? Lord El-Melloi II, is there something you disagree with about my reasoning?"

The Magecraft from the Department of Law, Hishiri Adashino, who was caught in the host's gaze, smiled at Lord El-Melloi II.

No, of course not.

The Lord El-Melloi II shook his head, denying the other party's guess.

"While your logic is riddled with flaws, your reasoning itself isn't wrong. At least the facts about what happened on the [Rail Zeppelin] are largely correct. However..."

After a brief pause, the Lord El-Melloi II uttered something that astonished everyone present—

"But if simply catching the [culprit] is enough to conclude the case, then the [mastermind] hiding behind the scenes might be watching us with a mocking smile right now."

"Lord, what do you mean?"

The passengers present were naturally aware of the commotion on the train earlier, and the train authorities themselves confirmed the culpability of the murderer, Kabbalah.

But why did everyone get the impression from the Lord El-Melloi II's tone that the real culprit was someone else?

"If you can offer any new insights... then I think the train company shouldn't have any objections."

"If this is your wish..."

After a brief hesitation, the host readily agreed to Hishiri Adashino's suggestion.

"Really..."

Seeing the host's previously vehement opposition vanish, Lord El-Melloi II knowing glint flashed in the eyes hidden behind his glasses, as if confirming something.

After receiving the train's tacit approval, Hishiri Adashino turned her gaze back to Lord El-Melloi II and gave him a meaningful look:

"Then, Lord El-Melloi II, let me witness your forte: deduction."

"As you wish."

The Lord El-Melloi II nodded to the other party.

As for the other passengers in the carriage at this moment... since the two major figures present have already expressed the same attitude, their objections or not are of no reference value whatsoever.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the train—

"Ms. Lily, what's the situation now?"

Seeing the light at the tip of Lily's staff gradually fade, Shirou, who had been watching from the sidelines for a long time, finally had a chance to come over and ask her a question.

"Successfully completed."

Lily's face was slightly pale; it seemed that the Magecraft she had just performed had been quite a burden for her.

In other words—

Upon hearing Lily's answer, Shirou turned his head and shifted his gaze to the table in front of him.

"Ms. Trisha, how are you feeling right now?"

"Everything is fine, thank you very much."

Chapter 367. The Imposter

"What a beautiful technique, Miss. I could never have done it to this extent."

Inside the P.andaemonium, the Lord El-Melloi II, surveying the scene before him, couldn't help but speak with admiration to the female Magecraft standing beside him.

"You flatter me."

After adjusting her glasses, Hishiri Adashino readily accepted the compliment from the Lord El-Melloi II.

However, their cryptic conversations were incomprehensible to anyone but themselves.

"Master?"

The Lord El-Melloi II felt a tugging sensation at the hem of his robe. Turning his head, he saw his disciple staring at him with an inquiring gaze.

The Lord El-Melloi II could understand her thoughts. Because if he hadn't previously grasped the truth, he probably wouldn't have believed what he was seeing.

"Teacher, what's wrong?"

The spell cast by Hishiri Adashino was designed to bind the enemy's movements. And the one being bound, standing in the very center of the spell— Caules Fulvig, one of the Lord El-Melloi II's disciples—was staring at the Lord El-Melloi II with a bewildered expression.

It seems to be asking the other party why they did that.

"Miss. Hakuno and I schemed against you."