Illimitable Until Death

London, England.

This is about a hundred kilometers from downtown London.

In this place, a carriage is racing in the old streets.

It's a carriage that fits perfectly with very old streets.

It's like the kind of carriage that would appear in a fairy tale, not in the shape of a pumpkin, but also out of touch with the modern atmosphere.

However, the speed of such a carriage exceeds 500 kilometres per hour.

This is not the performance that carriages can have anymore.

If there's a professional magician here, you'll find out.

On this ancient street, at certain distances, a magic array is set beside each other.

The carriage echoes the magic array of that one, driving at high speeds under a wave of obscure magic, like a magnetic hovering train with lights on.

Isn't this a sight beyond imagination that can only occur in London, where magic and magic originate?

There are countless magic products that have accumulated since ancient times in this London city.

It's like a magic array on this ancient street, a product that's been around for a long time, and now it's just being used effectively.

Today, the wagon, adorned with gold foil and precious metals, shines beyond reality and is racing.

The wagon, again, is not a regular wagon, but a long-distance escort wagon dedicated to the British royal family.

This carriage is called the "moving iron wall" by British magicians.

Because it itself is completely protected by more than seven hundred spiritual costumes and magic arrays, and has a carriage of defenses called copper-walled iron walls.

“Perhaps it's almost time for Joan's treasure when it comes to defense...”

In a luxurious interior compartment, Sylvia feels this way as she looks out the window and glides across the street.

But Joan's thoughts are elsewhere.

“Although the carriage is indeed a royal configuration, I didn't expect the Queen to travel without a single escort...”

JOAN whispered in Sylvia's heart, leaving Sylvia helpless.

That's true.

Although the carriage itself was well treated, Villian's travel was not accompanied by an escort, which showed the status of the third queen in the country.

Of course, Sylvia and Joan didn't think of that.

The lack of escorts is mainly due to the fact that Villian demobilized those who came to escort her.

“My escorts are ordinary people and do not have knightly knights like Sister Kelisa. It is difficult to fight back when attacked by a magician. ”

That's what Villian said sitting across from Sylvia.

“So I didn't bring the escorts with me. ”

The wagon, known as the moving iron wall, is more reliable than a guard with only a general degree of competence.

It is only with a clear understanding that Villian demobilizes the escort.

“If it were normal, the escorts would definitely not agree, on the grounds that there can be no walkers beside the princess, would they follow anyway?” Villian said with some apologies, "But thanks to Miss Sylvie following me today, I was able to find an excuse in front of the guards. I'm so sorry, I just thought of you as a shield. ”

“Don't mind me, I'm the one who worked with you, just think of me as a guardian.” Sylviaton blinked and smiled. "And don't look at me like that. I can actually fight? ”

“Very good at fighting...?” Villian asked with some hesitation, "Is Miss Sylvie a magician, too? ”

“What can I say?” Sylvia crooked her head and said, “Rather than being a magician, could it be a man of power? ”

“Competent?” Villian remarkably said: "Is Miss Sylvie a student from the school city? ”

“Kind of.” Sylvia laughed softly: “It's not just the students who do the job, although it's kind of receding now. ”

“Retreat?” Villian doesn't know, so.

If Villian knew that the person in front of her was a world-class gookie, it would be more than just unclear, so she was scared to death.

Whether or not the world-class gookie is Villian's idol, saying that the gookie has retreated is enough to spark the world's big news.

In this case, Sylvia had a chat with Villian without a word.

It has to be said that Sylvia's affinity is really not gay, and she is completely reassured by her inaction and generous attitude, and there is a lot less courtesy between the words, and she is very invested.

It's just a shame, it's not a long shot.

“Sylvie! ”

JOAN's voice suddenly sounded like a tight bowstring in Sylvia's heart.

“ ———— ”

Sylvia, who was one with Joan, understood the situation almost instantly.

At this moment, JOAN was triggered by an unhappy revelation.

The sight it saw was printed in Sylvia's mind almost at the same time.

And this is what Sylvia sees.

It was a sight of a carriage being knocked over.

That carriage, of course, was the carriage Sylvia and Villian were riding in.

“Miss Sylvie!? ”

Villian's shouts also rang in the car.

Just because Sylvia suddenly grabbed Villian's hand and opened the cabin door, like a storm, with Villian completely unresponsive, swept out onto the street view.

Then…

“…”

Countless white lights swept at alarming speeds as faint, broken voices struck.

It's about 30 centimeters long, and it's a bar-shaped arrow with streamlined arrows.

The arrow carried a whirring wind and landed straight on the chariot in a swoop.

“Boo-hoo! ”

Along with the sound of an explosion, the carriage was overturned by an unnegligible impact, as if it were a rolling stone, rolling over and crashing into the walls of the building next to the street, making a murmur.

“So... is that...!? ”

Helped by Sylvia, Villian landed on the ground and didn't react until then, watching as the arrows of the carriage were blown away, shouting.

“Robin Hood? ”

--Robin Hood.

It was precisely guided by the Knightly spell, developed by Knightly, and used as a spiritual costume for long-range sniping.

This spiritual costume can only be used by the Knights.

In other words…

“The Knights attacked the Third Queen? ”

Sylvia's amazing voice was immediately confirmed.

Strong and powerful footsteps burst out of the street.

The owner of the footsteps was a group of heavily armed knights armed with silver armor.

A group of knights, numbering around dozens, surrounded Sylvia and Villian.

There is a powerful force on Sylvia that brings her face together.

“Sylvie...”

JOAN Some of the heavy voices rang again.

“I know...”

Sylvia also makes her eyes look serious.

Both of them realized it.

These dozens of knights must not be underestimated.

“What... what's going on? ”

Villian is completely stuck.

Sylvia was just protecting Violet behind her, watching the approaching knights, whispering.

“It's a bit of a problem...”

The next second, the knights rushed in silently.