I, Xingyue, a Manga Artist!

Chapter 183: Magic Eye Collection Train

June 6, 1989.

It was raining lightly in London.

In front of the abandoned station, Kurokawa and Ya came here again.

Unlike before, this time I can feel a little popularity.

After a while, he came to the platform, where there were several figures standing there in twos and threes.

"Looks like I didn't come to the wrong place..."

There was thick fog walking around, it was obvious that it was raining outside, but it didn't feel real inside, you couldn't even hear the sound of rain, the thick fog blocked your sight, and you couldn't see the faces of those people clearly.

It gives people a vague feeling like being in a dream.

Just then, two people came over.

"It's rare for a person to come here alone. I still think it's who... Look carefully, you are Mr. Kurokawa Kazuya." The silver-haired woman walked in front, and the black-haired girl walked behind.

One white and one black.

sharp contrast.

It adds a bit of dreamlike charm to the present scene.

"Oh...know me? So, who are you? Friends? Enemies?" Kurokawa and Mi said with a smile, as if asking casually, but his eyes saw the two people in front of them. soul. Their souls are constantly saying "NO", that is to say...neither friend nor enemy.

In short, now...even if he knows who he is, he has no intention of doing anything to him for the time being.

"Ah, that's right, the famous manga artist, Kurokawa Kazuya. Whether in that world (watch world) or this world (magic family), many people know it. You may not know it. In fact, in the clock tower now There are also many fans of yours. If you can go there, you will be very popular." The silver-haired woman said with a soft smile on her face.

"Forgive me, the clock tower is too dangerous for someone like me... It's not time for me to go there yet."

"Now..." the silver-haired woman said with a smile: "Well, by the way, I haven't introduced myself yet, my name is Mavis Clara, and I come from the Law and Political Department of the Clock Tower."

The air seemed to freeze for a moment.

"It's a great honor. I didn't expect to meet someone from the Law and Politics Department here, so let me ask, are you... just joking? I'm from the Law and Politics Department or something..."

"Of course, just like I said, that's not a joke." The clock tower woman named Mei Weiss moved away slightly and said, "I haven't introduced her yet, she is the same as you, from From the same country, she is a newcomer who entered the law and politics department this year, I took her out to see the world, I made you laugh. Come on...Hinori, introduce yourself."

"I see." The girl has black hair and a pair of glasses on her face. If nothing else, it should be the magic eye killer. There was a polite smile on the corner of her mouth, and she was wearing a black base with beautiful sleeves, and the bright flowers on it revealed her country at once.

"Nice meeting, Mr. Kurokawa, I am from Japan like you, and now I am a student of the Clock Tower Law and Political Science Department. You can call me Huaye Hisashi."

Kurokawa and Mi shrank their pupils slightly, but immediately closed their eyes, squinted their eyes and smiled: "Really, the clothes are very beautiful, and they suit you very well, but... I heard that it looks dangerous here, just Is it okay to come here?"

He learned the lesson from what Emiya Kiritsugu noticed when he came to London the previous time because of the slight change in his face.

It is still possible to control one's facial muscles, but...it is really impossible to control one's own eyes. ?Eyes are not deceiving?.

This sentence is true...

The eyes are the window of the human soul, and everything will be reflected on it immediately. It may be difficult for ordinary people to perceive these through changes in the pupils, but magicians are different...

They have done a lot of research on this.

After all...eyes are also special in magic, so there are many "magic eyes".

Therefore, he closed his eyes the moment he felt shocked, and used the common method of squinting and smiling to minimize his exposed pupils, so that it would be more difficult to observe.

"It doesn't matter." Meiweisi said with a smile: "In the entire history of the magic eye collection train, there will indeed be guests who died for various reasons, but... these are mostly people with magic eyes. And... Hishiri and I don't have such high-level magical eyes that can be targeted, so you can rest assured. But... Mr. Kurokawa, you should be careful. People who stare at your eyes, That's a lot."

Meiweisi said with a smile that she did not have the ability to identify whether Kurokawa and Ya's eyes were magic eyes.

In other words, there are quite a few people with such abilities.

Now, most of the people who came to this magic eye collection train this time do not have this ability.

Or... Now, those who saw him coming and confirmed his identity... probably think that he is here to sell his magic eyes... Kurokawa and Mi have seen that someone is calling Contact someone...

In this way, if it is time to bid, there will not be enough money on hand.

Other than that... I guess someone already has the idea to do something to him... Rather than a lot of money, it's better to grab it directly. Although they can't remove and transplant the magic eye, but... .. It is still useful to cut off the head directly.

"That's really dangerous."

Kurokawa and Mi smiled: "Well... I really don't have that high-level magic eye... Or, I don't have any magic eyes at all. This time I came to this magic eye collection train. The purpose... yes, it is to buy a magic eye."

"Oh..." Mei Weisi seemed to be a little surprised and opened her mouth: "I see, I see, I thought... it was Gem Weng who favored you. To be honest... you have a higher level than you." Looking at the future, this makes people feel a little uneasy..."

Kurokawa and Mi smiled and said nothing, the soul of the person in front of them has already exposed everything!

The fog is slowly getting thicker

London used to be known as the city of smog, but it was the smog produced by industrial waste. This time it was different. Although it was thick enough to block the line of sight, there was no smoke, dust or stench.

but white—

Like endless white waves rolling in.

Then came the whistle.

The first thing that appeared was the smoking locomotive, and then the dark gray car body was also revealed.

That's right, the magic eye collection train has arrived!