In this crossover anime, Yoshikage Kira longs for a peaceful life.

He wore a jeweled necklace, and two rings on each of his fingers, which resembled withered branches. He held a cane with a handle made of gold.

Although she wore rings and pendants adorned with numerous gemstones, she did not give off a vulgar impression at all. Instead, she exuded a strong sense of gloom, appearing more like burial goods for the deceased than ornaments for the elderly.

Upon hearing the blond middle-aged man's voice, the old man merely glanced at him coldly, his gaze as sharp as a hawk's.

The blond middle-aged man broke out in a cold sweat, lowered his head even further, and dared not breathe.

The old man standing before him was none other than Rufreus Nazele Euriffis, one of the twelve monarchs of the Clock Tower!

Moreover, unlike Kenneth, a scholar-type magician who leans towards research, this old man's strength is far more unfathomable. If he wanted to kill me, it would be as easy as crushing an ant!

Thud!

Rufreus slammed his cane into the ground, making the blond middle-aged man's heart tremble.

Fortunately, Rufreus did not make things difficult for him, but simply asked out of the blue:

What did you just say?

The blond middle-aged man gritted his teeth inwardly, but could only continue to humbly bow his head and respectfully say:

"We urge you to lend a hand in repelling the enemy; the Archibald family will surely reward you handsomely."

Rufreus asked indifferently:

"Enemies? What enemies? This is a private matter for your Archibald family. What does it have to do with me?"

The blond middle-aged man hurriedly reminded him:

"But your daughter also died at their hands..."

"Don't talk nonsense, my daughter died in an accident!"

The old man looked at him expressionlessly, his eyes utterly cold.

"you……"

The blond middle-aged man steeled his resolve and threatened sharply, "Lord Euryphus, do you really think you can absolve yourself of responsibility like this? Now that you're here, do you think they'll believe your story?"

"you're right."

Rufreus nodded in agreement. "Of course they won't believe us without proof, but..."

The blond middle-aged man's thoughts suddenly snapped, and his body collapsed to the ground limply like a kite with a broken string, a threatening look still lingering on his face.

"But things are different now."

The aged voice was incredibly cold, even though he had indeed been invited by the Archibald family to deal with the Einzbern family.

But who can prove it?

Just then, a series of hurried, chaotic footsteps came from the stairs.

Those were the Archibald family magicians, utterly defeated and demoralized by the berserkers, who now flocked to the second floor seeking help.

Rufreus slightly raised the hand holding his cane.

But as if sensing something, he quietly put it down the next second.

boom!

The black-armored knight leaped into the air, smashed through the terminal's glass, and rushed into the second floor, laughing maniacally as she continued her slaughter.

"Not enough! Still not enough! Is this all you've got?"

Snapped!

The blade easily shattered the magician's body along with the magical shield in front of him. The sprayed blood and bone fragments spread out in the air as a thin mist, then splashed in all directions, staining the surroundings red.

Rufreus watched all of this with indifference, watching as the group of magicians were slaughtered by her.

until……

Snapped!

The black-armored knight turned around and pointed his sword at the old man.

The old man, his body hunched over, explained in a trembling voice:

"I think there must be some misunderstanding. I'm not with them."

Mordred clearly didn't believe his nonsense. In a flash, he appeared in front of the old man, his longsword pressed against his neck, and sneered:

Do you think I look easy to fool?

"Of course not,"

Even with a sword held to his neck, Rufreus did not resist, and said bitterly:

“I’m really not with them. I just… came to get my daughter back.”

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Standing inside the blood-stained terminal, Weber could hardly find a single intact corpse, his eyes filled with sadness and helplessness.

This was something that could have been resolved through negotiation, but they resorted to violence, and now it's turned out like this.

Why bother?

Kenneth's death was a huge loss for the Archibald family.

But as long as the magic mark remains, the Archibald family's position will always be as solid as a rock.

But with these people dead, the Archibald family is probably already defunct in name only.

"Master."

Mordred, who had taken Rufreus hostage back to the first floor, shouted, "This old man said he's here to see his daughter."

Who is your daughter?

Yoshikage Kira was somewhat surprised.

Asagami Fujino, who disembarked from the plane with Kira Yoshikage, also looked puzzled. She, Sakura, Kohaku, and Hishime were all Japanese, and the only one from Germany was Irisviel. But wasn't Irisviel a cyborg? Where did she get a father?

"Sola Nazele Sofiali".

A hint of melancholy appeared in Rufreus's eyes. "It's a misunderstanding. The Archibald family notified me to come and retrieve Sora's body, but I didn't expect them to try to attack you."

Mordred raised an eyebrow, pressing the sword against the old man's neck even closer.

With just one command from Yoshikage Kira, she would strike without hesitation.

Kira Yoshikage didn't respond to his question, but instead asked:

"Are all the Archibald family members here?"

Rufreus followed his gaze to the mangled corpses in the hall, his tone tinged with a strange regret:

"No, it's not just the Archibald family; most of the magicians in the entire El-Melloi school are here."

The Archibald family didn't have that many magicians; many of them were from other branches of the El-Melloi faction. Most of them had come upon hearing the news of Kenneth's death, hoping to gain an advantage in the struggle for the inheritance of the Crest of Magic by retrieving Kenneth's remains, so they all rushed over eagerly.

But it was precisely this "cost-effective" plan in their eyes that sent hundreds of magicians from the El-Melloi school to their deaths in one fell swoop.

This means not only the Archibald family, but also the El-Melloi school will likely be removed from the Clock Tower.

"Are you very familiar with the El-Melloi school?"

Rufreus did not hide anything and explained frankly:

"We wouldn't say we're very close... but since we're both from magician families, we do have some interactions."

"Then please help us contact the remaining members of the El-Melloi School and have them come to ransom Kenneth's body."

"That's no problem."

Rufreus readily agreed, but then cautiously asked, "And what about my daughter..."

"It's in the cargo hold of the plane, take it with you."

Yoshikage Kira waved his hand dismissively.

"Thank you, thank you."

With tears streaming down his face, Rufreus thanked them profusely and staggered toward the plane.

Asagami Fujino tilted her head and asked innocently:

"Aren't you going to kill him?"

"That's just a puppet. Killing it won't do any good. We can try killing it next time we see the real thing."

Yoshikage Kira said casually.

The old men of the Mage's Association are all very cautious, especially the Twelve Monarchs. They become more afraid of death with age and won't easily put their true forms in danger. Although the old man before them looks no different from a real person, he is ultimately just a puppet.

Even if we want to kill him, we have to find his true form first.

The old man in the distance stumbled, his breathing becoming rapid.

Hearing them so brazenly discuss whether or not to kill him, even Rufreus felt a chill run down his spine.

The reputation of the Twelve Lords of the Clock Tower, who are seen as supreme rulers by other magicians, is completely ineffective in front of these people!

While wary, Rufreus was also somewhat relieved that he had reacted quickly enough; otherwise, he probably wouldn't have even had a chance to explain before being killed. And once these people discovered he was a puppet, they would likely hunt him down to the ends of the earth to eliminate his true form!

Unfortunately, they also have Servants, who truly have the ability to hunt him down to his death!

"These people are absolutely insane!"

Even with Rufreus's composure, he couldn't help but curse inwardly, while simultaneously resolving never to offend them!

So what if a daughter died?

It's okay, he still has his son.

As long as he has a son to inherit his magic crest, he doesn't care if his daughter dies; he'll just pretend he never had her!

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The Archizorti family's old residence.

Rufreus Nazele Euriffis looked at the assembled members of the Archizorti family and spoke coldly:

"In conclusion... Aska, you all need to come with me."

The blond youth standing at the front of the crowd, Yaska Archizorti, was pale-faced, but he knew he had no power to resist, and nodded with a wry smile.