The woman in the skirt standing among the crowd of people lying on the ground was muttering in French. The words she spoke were in French. Because there were no subtitles, many viewers were leaving question marks in the barrage. There was really no way to figure out what kind of spell this woman was chanting. But soon, people acting as subtitlers appeared and translated this sentence. The general meaning is translated as... "…The old woman in the pumpkin carriage. Please give poor Cinderella strength. Give me another trial of the crystal slippers. Until all those arrogant and lying challengers bow their heads." "..." After closing the ancient book that recorded the legends she had just read, these words came out of Shokuhou Misaki's mouth. "Huh? How do you know that?" Misaka Mikoto was a little surprised by this amazing literary background. She couldn't help but look at this tricky enemy beside her with a different look. In her opinion, there was nothing noteworthy about him except the fat on his chest. Little do they know; This hostile look seemed very cute to Shokuhou Misaki. "Well, this kind of thing can be done with a little bit of thinking. After all, the reason why we espers are espers is not only because we have innate abilities, but also because we have extremely high knowledge storage and learning ability." Shokuhou Misaki smiled casually, "Don't tell me you can't learn this kind of thing?"

It seems to be a very kind smile. It's just that the wording and intention are particularly sinister. Actually. If Misaka Mikoto had the mind to learn, she could still learn these things easily, but she just didn't have the mind to learn so many extra languages. "Well, it really fits the definition of Cinderella in the fairy tale. Cinderella also seems to have married a prince in the end, which fits the definition of a princess." Suddenly, some inexplicable words came out of Shokuhou Misaki's mouth. huh? Cinderella? "Who are you referring to?" Misaka Mikoto said with a cold smile, and Princess Tokiwa's reserved and cultured smile was fully reflected. yah... The sound of electricity surging. That was the light that stroked the tip of her fingers. Look from a bystander's perspective. It seems like the two will start a fight if they disagree. However, Shokuhou Misaki smiled happily as if she had successfully played a prank on him. "Well, don't get angry so easily. I'm not talking about you this time. I'm expressing my feelings about what the French magician said." "What did she say?" Misaka Mikoto has always been very smart. After hearing this explanation, she immediately understood what the queen meant. Following it, I looked at the picture in the video and saw the mysterious woman. Magician...Cinderella? The complete transliteration of that sentence is probably——

"…The old woman in the pumpkin carriage. Please give poor Cinderella strength. Give me another trial of the crystal slippers. Until all those arrogant and lying challengers bow their heads." For some reason, the magic expert Index, who seemed to know French very well, looked at the video with dignity and directly told Touma: "Touma! This time, the enemy is probably like this." "It's really interesting. This kid really didn't have a chance to rest properly from beginning to end. And this time the enemy seems to be related to fairy tales. Is he using this nickname and the extended fairy tale concept as a formula to support his magic path?" Stiyl acted very experienced: "But the subtle thing is that the characteristics she is showing now don't seem to be worth worrying about at all." This description seems to be the most reasonable. Screenshots edited from the video. A magician who suddenly appeared. However, although-- "I always feel like she doesn't shock me as much as the ones who appeared in the previous chapters. Is it because she didn't appear long enough?" Um···· I'm afraid it's not an illusion? Because in the next few seconds of editing - Kamijou Touma and his group broke through this barrier. The magician was captured on the spot. So easy...? then-- The clip continues to play. In a moving car. Badway's torture is in action. "In the end, you are the only one who hasn't escaped?" Accelerator smacked his lips at Budwei's cold tone. She didn't mind and gently kicked the object lying on the ground with her foot. Sandri, also known as Cinderella. Accelerator asked briefly. “Is this a way of venting?” "There's no point in stripping off the clothes of a person of the same sex." Budwei lightly denied it. "This girl has integrated her own body and skirt to create a sorcerer. It's different from holding a wand. Even her body has become part of the spiritual outfit. How daring! In other words, as long as she takes off her clothes, she can't use magic. I wonder if she wants to integrate into magic, or if she is subconsciously afraid of her own magic and wants to have such a 'safety device that can be seen at a glance'?"

Badway whispered. Sandri already had several wounds on his body. These were not from torture, but from the fire wounds from the explosion of aviation fuel just now. Accelerator narrowed his eyes slightly. "Do you think she'll tell you?" "It's quite troublesome to get her to speak. How about we take action?" As she spoke, Badway pasted a few sheepskin charms on Sandri's face. Sandri, who was shaking slightly on the ground, was unable to make a clear resistance, either because of the burn or because her skirt was taken away and she turned back into an "ordinary girl". "Give me the denial." Budwei said with a chuckle. "What exactly do you want to deny? Let me read this. So you, just do your best to deny my question." It would be fine if you answer honestly, but if you resist desperately, I will leave a mark on you. If there is any way to resist torture, it is "extreme indifference", but in the face of torture, it is very difficult to show perfect non-reaction in terms of brain structure. It is even more impossible if you have to face violence. In order to avoid injury, the body's defense system will naturally start to work. People "are creatures that crave the information in the other party's words more strongly than they realize." Sandri shook his head slowly. Budway asked her, ignoring her actions. "Where is your companion?" Sandri tried hard to control the movement of her facial muscles, but her cheeks still trembled slightly. "What is your purpose?" The talisman paper began to glow. Deliberately make Sandri feel resistance, then penetrate her heart's defenses and destroy the place she wants to protect. She couldn't resist. Of course. This is different from puzzles and video games that are made for the purpose of clearing levels. The big net created by experts has no set end point from the beginning, and it has nothing to do with the player's skills. ······················· The enemy was easily defeated. It looks easy and relaxing. No, it shouldn't be that easy. Although many viewers like the practice of putting champagne in the front court. However, this time the situation went as smoothly as entering the novice village from the world's top difficulty dungeon. Could it be that the girl named Bai Dewei next to me really has such a terrifying level?

After all...it's still strange. The casual-minded Kamiya Kaori also frowned, feeling something was wrong. Not to mention that Stiyl was already surprised at the fact that the magician in the video was captured so easily. But in a flash, his expression returned to normal, because if you think about it carefully, it is normal for magicians to have different levels of skills in a duel. But if you think a little more. You will find it all very strange. If it is really a problem with the magician's own level. " “Then the level of this group of magic societies that are trying to covet Kamijou Touma’s arm is too low, and they are too bold. He is a top celebrity who just defeated the four right seats of God of the Roman Orthodox Church.” In the UK, Lessa, who was quite active in the previous chapters, slightly shook her tail that could sense balance like a cat, and commented on the situation in the video with great interest. At the same time, in the UK, Budwei looked at the video, showing a lazy and comfortable smile: "What a joke, this look, isn't it just that he has been beaten so hard that he can't think at all? As a partner of the parties involved and also a think tank, a member of the protagonist group expressed his own views. "Well, there is no need to say much about the level of this leader of the British Magic Society, but this duel does not only reflect her level, but also shows the individual situation of this magician who should be called Cinderella." “This level is so weak.” Tsuchimikado couldn’t help but complain, the edges of his sunglasses shimmering with light. “Well… But I don’t think that if this guy who dared to covet Touma’s arm after seeing the world news of A-Kami defeating the Flame of the Right is defeated so easily, he will be defeated.” This is said. So...are you hiding your incompetence? Touma was startled. Immediately, he stared at the moving car in the video nervously. "Tsk, the enemy was defeated so easily in this situation, could it be that he is just an arrogant minion?" Accelerator frowned as he looked at the scene in the video, instinctively feeling that something was wrong. Coincidentally, just when everyone was questioning this, the video suddenly sounded a turn that was exactly what they thought. "Just as I expected. In another 30 seconds, she will confess." Budwei said casually, just then. "Oh, oh. Sander sauce, was neatly set up with a sauce?" A sound I've never heard before. This sound came out of Sandri's mouth. "..." Then, without mercy, Budwei thrust her magic wand into Sandri's mouth. There was an unpleasant sound of broken teeth, and red-black blood flowed from his open lips. But Sandri smiled. He was forced to smile. "It's useless even if you catch her. It seems that you won't show mercy even if you break her arms and legs? Considering the current situation of external interference, this is similar to a puppet show. Of course, this is only limited to when manipulating humans (laughs)." Baji, Baji, Baji! It seems something broke.

This was the sound of Sandri biting through Badway's spirit suit. But her front teeth had been broken. Relying purely on the strength of her upper jaw... No, what kind of pain would it be to do this with the broken teeth still in her mouth? However, Sandri, who was forced to undergo this torture, effortlessly avoided the ultra-high-speed debris that Accelerator kicked after switching the electrode switch. She jumped back 5 meters behind her. At this time, she was finally able to talk to the "outside interferer". "……I’m waiting for you." "cut!!" Badway spat and spun the shattered remains of the staff. Unbeknownst to her, the remains had turned into a small cup. But before she launched the attack ritual, Sandri chanted something. "... fully invested in Red Twenty-Five..."