Summoner of Miracles

Liverpool.

It is a port city in the northwest of England, one of England's eight core cities, and one of the five municipalities in Mercy Riverside Metropolitan County, as well as the capital of Mercy Cedar County, located 325 km northwest of London and less than three hours by train to London.

It is Britain's famous commercial centre and the second largest commercial port, with a wide hinterland, and the large quantities of cotton produced in Manchester City are transported from this place to various parts of the world, making it not only a trade port boasted by the British Empire, but also an academic city second only to Cambridge.

And in this world, Liverpool has another name.

- "Mechanical City".

Even around the world, this is the most technologically advanced city.

So, if you look up and down, you can see that in the city of Liverpool, pedestrians are constantly on the verge, whether it's shops or restaurants.

In addition to shoe stores, clothing stores, jewellers, there are stores selling mechanical parts, magic supplies, and automated doll finishes, and you can even see simple marquetry dolls selling bread and snacks.

In other cities, it's hard to see.

Just above this prosperous, developed city, a crow, like a distant sky, rips the air with its broad wings, spinning at a sharp angle towards the city.

Even among all birds, the size of the crow is enormous, and in the course of flying it sprinkles a bright, sunny fire powder that blends into the air and looks so bright.

If you look closely, this crow still has three legs, and if you look all over the world, you can't find a crow with this variety.

The three-legged golden eagle flew towards the mechanical city of Liverpool, eventually falling straight into the street, spreading his wings as he stretched his three feet forward, slowing down in the air, gently turning one over and landing in front of a magnificent building.

The next second, the three-legged golden eagle turned into a cloak, a flip, into a teenager.

Juveniles dressed in gorgeous pitch black coats, between the ages of 15 and 6, with an oriental appearance and a western sophistication, look like hybrids, unusually handsome.

At this moment, the teenager looks up at the magnificent building in front of him.

“This is the Royal Institute of Machinery, isn't it? ”

Juveniles mumble like that.

It stands in front of a magnificent auditorium, which at first sight may even be mistaken for the Buckingham Palace. The brick wall is five meters high, and the stone gate has eye-catching devices. It just seems that the eyeballs are not used to defend the outside enemy, but to shoot the escapees. The evidence is that the guards are not staring at the streets, but are all concentrated in the school grounds. Despite the overall appearance of conservative restraint, they are still full of momentum, as if they were the army headquarters.

But...

“It's not so much a college as a prison, is it? ”

The teenager sarcastically said that.

But that's true.

Once inside, the student is not allowed to go out without permission, regardless of whether the automatic doll is allowed, otherwise the guard will have the right to execute the doll.

So, to say it's a prison, it's no big deal.

“It's just technically a college. ”

The teenager skipped his mouth.

At the beginning of the twentieth century, when ingenious civilization flourished, with the remarkable development of science and technology, humankind also established a highly magical system.

--Machine Magic.

This concept of magic has been transformed, through the automatic figure of the built-in magic circuit and the figure that manipulates it, to combine with each other to perform the modern singing of magic that was unimaginable in the past, rapid, precise and powerful. It has been discovered, and the magician is no longer bound by troublesome magic arrays and lengthy spells, and the magic can be easily carried out before being diverted to military use.

Liverpool's England, for example, whether it be the victory of Trafalgar or the victory of Waterloo, owes much to Britain's proud team of mechanical masters.

This makes it not just Britain, but the world is expanding its destructive weapons, and at a time when the atmosphere of world war is extremely intense, the military of the Powers are all struggling to discover good figures.

In this context, it is arguably a historical necessity to cultivate emerging figures so that educating talented people becomes a cause of national development efforts.

It is precisely for this reason that the College is born.

--The Royal College of Machinery, Wall Phuket.

This is the Royal Academy in Liverpool, an opportunistic city situated in the UK, but with the right to autonomy, which enables talented people from all over the world, regardless of nationality, ethnicity, or sex, to study. In this day and age, it can be said to be at the forefront of opportunistic technology, and an advanced institution in the hall of opportunistic magic.

The talent that comes out of this place is almost all over the world, and as long as it is successfully graduated, it is at least a good soldier who can be reused by the military. The countries of the world value the advanced educational institutions and resources of this college. There has been a constant supply of students and excellent people to go to this college. Even if the tuition fees for admission to this college are high, it is simply not enough to support it. Unless it is a wealthy institution or even a country, it cannot afford it. There are still many enterprises and countries that send talent here at all costs.

Nowadays, teenagers come here too.

And...

“Is it almost time for you to get off me, too? ”

The teenager made some chilling noises about "a piece of luggage" in his coat.

At this time, there was a slight movement in the juvenile coat.

Specifically, there's a head poking out of the coat.

What comes out of a teenager's coat is a young girl's head with an exquisite, overly beautiful look with long, dark hair hanging like a waterfall.

However, at this moment, this overly beautiful young girl wrapped herself tightly in the juvenile's coat, embraced the juvenile's body, and did not mind the current state of her wonderfully soft and delicate body close to her. Instead, she was flushed and staring at the juvenile with moist eyes.

“Has it arrived? Kiss ~ love ~"

Girls say things like that in a sweet, unwieldy tone.

But the teenager was insensitive.

“Who's your darling? ”

The teenager just responded.

“Don't say that.” The girl twisted and squeezed, as if she were happy and satisfied to bring her body closer to the teenager, "she said.“ The Holy Spirit's arms are so comfortable, so warm, the night is almost over. ”

“Really?” the teenager closed his eyes and twitched in the corner of his mouth, "Then break it for me, don't touch me with that hand! ”

The teenager so shouting slammed his fist on the girl's head, causing her to scream, cover her head and squat with tears.

The teenager sighed.

“That's enough...”

It's the only thing a teenager feels anymore.