Magical Index: Become a Girl and Come to Academy City

Thinking of this, Tianchuan Palace stopped wanting to move forward.

She turned and sat down, facing Kihara's pathological and murderous wheelchair.

Kihara was puzzled. "Could it be that she gave up her desire to live before giving up her emotions?"

Tianchuan Gong raised his head and faced the sky. Rainwater entered his left eye socket and mixed with tears and dirty blood from his tear gland and flowed down.

She shouted to the sky, or more precisely, to the "hovering loop" hovering over Academy City.

"Aleister Crowley, your daughter Lilith is still alive. Her soul is in another phase. Aren't you going to destroy all magic to avenge her? I know everything about the future and I can tell you everything, as long as you save her!"

The girl's voice broke as she used up her last bit of strength to finish the sentence.

Pathologist Kihara was stunned. She looked at the confusing behavior of her experimental subject in confusion.

What knows the future? What magic and daughter?

But just as she was stunned, the sound of waste materials falling to the ground reached the ears of Muyuan Pathologist.

Her wheelchair, which was wielding a chainsaw and a drill, was crushed into a pile of scrap metal by an unknown force and smashed to the side of the road.

"This...what is going on?" Pathologist Kihara wanted to figure out what had happened. She turned to look at Tianchuan Palace, who had a relieved look on his face, and wanted to step forward.

However, a crack suddenly appeared in the ground between her and her experiment, blocking her way.

Kihara took a step forward unconvinced, "What's this? Are you trying to stop my experiment? I'm..."

Before he could finish his words, Kihara's pathological body bent backwards and huddled together, and was flung away by a strange force.

Sitting on the ground, Tianchuan Gong looked at Xie Mei, who was resting her head on his legs, with pity, and said with a wry smile: "See, it's very simple, as long as I lose you, I can get you back."

A drizzle fell like silk threads, and Academy City entered the deep night.

A woman dressed very professionally was walking down the street, dragging a rolling suitcase that was about as high as her leg.

She looks like a smart and capable woman, but the white robe she wears represents her identity as a researcher.

The woman was Kihara Yui. She complained about the mission, "Really? It's just one person. Can't you just send one of your subordinates? You actually want me to do it? If it weren't for my teacher, I wouldn't be involved in such matters."

After a while, she reached the third gate, stepped over the wooden path that blocked the road, and walked to the girl who had lost her left eye and was sitting on the ground.

Mu Yuanyi had no expression. He just naturally lifted Tianchuangong's head and used two fingers to pry open her eyelids. "It's okay. The body is still quite intact. It's easy to repair."

After saying that, the box at Kihara Yui's feet came over and opened it. Inside were all kinds of equipment that had never been seen in the hospital. Then he slowly approached Tianchuan Palace's left eye.

After a shrill scream, Tianchuan Palace's left eye recovered, and the pupil was still blue, but the eyelid was a little swollen.

The burnt left hand and lame left leg were also repaired by Kihara Yui within 10 minutes.

Afterwards, Kihara Yui picked up Xie Mei from the ground and said, "I'll take care of your things for the time being. Let's go. The chairman wants to see you now."

"Okay..." Tianchuan Gong replied weakly.

A windowless building in District 7.

The exterior stood a hundred meters tall, its upper edges sloping inwards to form a pyramidal top. True to its name, it lacked any doors, windows, or even ventilation holes.

Inside is a glass cylinder with no visible top or bottom, filled with red alkaline culture fluid and an upside-down "human."

Aleister Crowley, the king of science and the most influential magician of the 20th century, has ankle-length silver hair and always wears a green scrub. He looks both male and female, both adult and child, both saint and prisoner.

Tianchuan Palace suddenly appeared on the ground in front of him, quietly waiting for the questions from this "human".

An ethereal voice echoed, "Phase is the product of countless myths and religions. I never imagined that this world would become just one of these stories, especially for you, the product of a previous experiment."

"So I came to this world because of you?" Tianchuan Gong asked with his head lowered.

She had also wondered why she came to this world, but she had no clues or ideas. Sometimes she even wondered if this was a very real dream.

But all of this has been answered at this moment.

Tianchuan Gong smiled bitterly, "In the end, I couldn't hide it. Yes, your daughter is indeed alive. I also know whether your plan will succeed or not. So, what are you going to do to me?"

Aleister didn't say anything, but smiled, a rare moment, upon hearing the news that his daughter was still alive.

Then, a pattern appeared on Aleister's forehead. It was a complex pentagram, which flickered for a moment before disappearing.

"What is this?" Tianchuan Palace asked in confusion.

Aleister replied, "It's just a memory-sealing spell, to make me forget the future events I just learned about."

Tianchuan Palace was even more confused about this behavior. "Why did you do this? Don't you want to know what will happen in the future?"

Aleister responded, "If you knew what was happening in this world, you would also know that I have a curse that says I will fail at everything I do."

Amagawa realized this, and in the Battle of Blythe Road in 1900, Aleister destroyed the Golden Dawn and cursed all members of the society.

Because of the curse, Aleister lost any chance of success.

Therefore, if Aleister knew that her daughter was still alive, she would unconsciously define her as a target in her mind, and the curse would cause her daughter's resurrection to fail.

Not only this, but his other plans as well, will fail in the future that were supposed to succeed because of advance knowledge and the influence of this curse.

"So that's how it is. No wonder. Since you can't know what will happen in the future, how are you going to treat me?" Tianchuan Gong faced it calmly.

She had long thought of the fate that would follow her exposure. Perhaps her memory would be extracted, or she would be preserved in something like a love check, or she might be kept in a jar with these memories, living in the world in a state of death or undeath.

These preparations had already been made when she chose to save Jie Mei and expose everything.