In Type-Moon, it all starts with adopting Sakura.

His gaze was solemn and serious at this moment, clearly prepared to fight Rita Rojaan to the death. Hiel nodded slightly, saying nothing more, but instead accompanied him to prepare for the upcoming battle and help Hansa avenge his companions.

For her, it didn't matter what stance or identity it was. As long as the other party was also someone who was fighting against the ancestors of the Dead Apostles, then they were naturally her comrades-in-arms.

Now, I should also seek justice for that comrade-in-arms I've never met.

only……

With Rita's complete death, the Reality Marble collapsed, and the entire World Egg shattered. From the burst of white light, a tall and slender figure slowly stepped out, a unique aura of the Ancestor of the Dead Apostles emanating from him. Although it seemed very faint, it was definitely not wrong.

"Are you... injured?"

Hiel noticed that the Ancestor of the Dead Apostles seemed to be seriously injured. Her eyes lit up slightly, thinking that this was a golden opportunity. She flipped her palm and poured magic into her fingertips, immediately activating the black keys in her hands. She then prepared to rush forward and finish off her opponent.

"Wait, senior..."

However, Hansa raised his arm to stop her at that moment.

Hierre was puzzled and turned to look at Hansa.

However, the one-eyed priest was not in the mood to answer her question at that moment; his only remaining eye held only surprise and a smile.

"is her?"

"No, it's him!!"

Hansa looked at the figure emerging from the light and recognized it at a glance—not Rita Rojaan, but his partner, Rowe…

It turns out that he not only did not die, but also defeated a legendary ancestor of the Dead Apostles on his own.

How could he not be surprised by such a strange and incredible scene?!

"That's... Rowe Crowley?"

Even Hiel was shocked by the figure that emerged from the shattered world.

Because of the train's movement, they had long since lost track of how far they had traversed across the vast ocean, and even time itself had become disordered. What should have been the dead of night had instead seen dawn arrive quietly, the darkness, like the gloom of the night, being dispelled by the rising light of dawn on the horizon.

The figure slowly emerging from the dawn signifies that everything has come to an end.

Upon seeing Rowe's return, the Witch Hunter King, whose form had become ethereal and could no longer hold on, transformed into countless spell cards that drifted into the ocean, losing all desire to continue causing destruction. The Dead Apostles who had survived by chance let out heart-wrenching screams when they saw that the water sphere floating in Rowe's hand contained the head of their master, Rita Rojaan.

They charged at him relentlessly, one after another, in an incredibly frenzied manner, attempting to rescue Rita from Rowe's grasp.

Even Rita Rojaan has already been defeated, so what can these lower-ranking Dead Apostles possibly accomplish?

Without giving Hier and Hansa a chance to help, Rowe faced them and then snapped his fingers lightly.

Immediately afterwards, the spell cards scattered on the ground flashed with light, and finally transformed into a series of terrifying bursts of flame that exploded continuously at the feet of the Dead Apostles.

Rumble, rumble, rumble—!!!

In just a moment, these dead men were reduced to a shower of flying limbs and severed bodies in the continuous explosions, and were buried in the ocean.

Dead Apostles hate flowing water.

In many myths and folk tales, water is considered to possess purifying and sacred powers, which often subdue unclean supernatural beings such as vampires. Flowing water is believed to be more vital and purifying, naturally repelling evil or unclean entities like the Dead Apostles, just as salt and holy water have a restraining effect on them.

Therefore, their immortality would be greatly weakened and difficult to repair if they were to perish in the ocean currents. Even the Holy Church had used this method to eliminate and seal away many of the Dead Apostles.

"It's all over now..."

After eliminating the last few enemies in front of him, Rowe turned around and looked in the direction where Hansa was.

The first thing he saw when he came out was Hansa giving him a thumbs up, and the beautiful young woman next to him... with short, bright blue hair and a dashing appearance.

Huh? It's actually a senior student?

Hierre.

With just one glance, Luo Wei recognized the blue-haired girl.

I was also slightly shocked to see her here.

However, considering that the people from the burial agency that Hansa mentioned were arriving soon, he understood the current situation.

After all, the burial agency only has a few people, so whoever is closest will help. Hierre just happened to be the closest.

Immediately, their eyes met in mid-air.

However, compared to the jubilant and refreshed-looking Rowe, Hiel was undoubtedly in a state of disarray.

She really wanted to find a random place and get a good night's sleep, then wake up and see if it was all a dream!

I was only delayed a little on the road, so why am I completely baffled as to what's going on here? Has the world become this crazy?!

Just as she stood on the train, her thoughts in complete disarray, Luo Wei walked up to her with a smile on his face.

He saw Hansa's expression, which seemed to say, "Wow, my brother." Then, glancing at Rita's head floating in his hand, he could only offer his suggestion.

"How about... we sit down on the train and chat? I think the restaurant area on this train is still intact."

"Great! I've been busy for so long, I'm starving."

Hansa and Loewe, who had been working on this suggestion all night, immediately agreed, and Aozaki Touko, who arrived late, also readily agreed.

However, at this point, Lehman said he needed to go and pick up his daughter first.

Upon learning that Yvette was still adrift at sea, Rowe's expression became somewhat strange. He looked at Lehman with a strange expression that seemed to say, "Is this how you act as a father?" This made Lehman feel a little embarrassed.

And realizing that Lehman was almost exhausted after the battle, Rowe was worried that he might sink into the sea, so he didn't let him go to pick him up himself.

After greeting the others, he used his specially made alchemical boots to firmly step onto the water's surface and quickly followed the barrier set up by Lehman towards the direction Yvette was drifting.

Seeing how easily he could move across the water, everyone present fell silent.

So only this guy took precautions against the possibility of accidents while traveling by water, and prepared specific costumes in advance, while they were the only ones who foolishly trusted the train, right?

"..."

Hier was overwhelmed by the sheer volume of information and didn't know what to say, so he could only follow the others to the restaurant to wait.

……

……

Shortly after, in the train's dining car.

"..."

Although everyone had arrived, they all fell completely silent at that moment.

Aozaki Touko sat in her seat, seemingly indifferent, studying the Rose Eye that Lo Wei had given her, hoping to find some interesting clues.

After picking up Yvette, Lehman wisely took his daughter, who was still reluctant to part with Rowe, back to his room.

After all, that restaurant is now full of monsters.

One of them is the Grand Magician, Touko Aozaki; another is Rowe Crowley, who single-handedly defeated the Twenty-Seven Dead Apostles; and the third is Hansa, an agent comparable to a humanoid dragon. Now, another agent from the Burial Agency has emerged.

For a moment, he felt as if his worldview had been shaken, so he decided to go back to his room first and talk about it after they finished talking. Anyway, Luo Wei would definitely take them with him when he left, so there was no need to rush.

So, at this moment, the restaurant was unusually quiet, except for Hansa, who was frantically eating the leftovers from breakfast. Rowe ate a few biscuits he'd found in the kitchen to regain his strength. He felt a little uneasy looking at Hiel, who hadn't eaten anything and was just staring at him.

So he went to the back kitchen to look for it for her and found a plate of curry rice that had been prepared for the evening and hadn't been eaten yet. After briefly heating it up with fire magic, he pushed it directly in front of Hiel.

Immediately afterwards, the senior student, who still didn't know how to continue the conversation, also joined the "cooking team."

The sheer heartiness with which he ate the curry made Aozaki Touko's eyelids twitch involuntarily.

Why did she feel that the personalities of these important figures were somewhat different from what she had imagined?

"Amazing!"

Finally, after finishing his curry rice, Hiel had a very satisfied expression on his face, and even his previously chaotic heart seemed to have become much more at ease at this moment.

She then scratched her head slightly, looked at Luo Wei sitting in front of her with a smile on his face, and took the initiative to speak: "Well... although I don't know the specifics of what happened, it can be understood that you single-handedly killed the fifteenth seat of the Twenty-Seven Dead Apostles, Rita Rogean, right?"

At this point, Hierle's words revealed a hint of genuine admiration.

Although Luo Wei was not an agent of the Holy Church, he had personally killed Rita single-handedly and appeared completely unharmed, which was something she could hardly believe.

In her mind, the only person capable of killing the Ancestor of the Dead Apostles while standing under the influence of the inherent barrier and still appearing unharmed was that madwoman.

“That’s right, I’ve already taken care of that guy on my own, so the assets of this train should rightfully be under my control. There shouldn’t be any problems with the Church, right?”

Seeing that the other party had taken the initiative to speak, Luo Wei readily admitted it and also bluntly raised the most important issue of profit distribution.

After all, these two Mystic Eye collection trains are Rita Rogan's Mystic Eye exhibition hall, which houses countless precious Mystic Eyes. Even the aristocratic Bartholomew and the democratic leader Transberio hesitated about how to make a move on this place.

Since he had defeated the owner of this place, he should rightfully take over the entire estate. In other words, all the collections here were Rowe's spoils of war.

Oh, and her in person too.

A current top-ranking Dead Apostle, one of the twenty-seven Dead Apostles.

Its inherent mysteries are fascinating, and it is also the best experimental material.

Moreover, once he's had his fill of playing with it, he can make specific modifications to turn it into a treasure like an elf, which can then be passed down through generations – that couldn't be more extravagant.

This is the combat power of a top-tier Heroic Spirit.

The only thing to consider now is whether or not to take a piece of the spoils that belong to him from these two members of the Holy Church in front of him.

If we really have to take it by force...

He wouldn't mind hunting down the Witch King again, fighting her all over the place, forcing them to agree.

Hansa simply whistled and said nothing.

After all, although he did help out, Rita Rojaan was completely killed by Rovi alone. He even had to borrow Rovi's runes to take down that high-level dead apostle. Even if he were to be rewarded for his contributions, he wouldn't have the face to ask for it.

Hierre was quite helpless about this.

"Rest assured, this was all accomplished by you alone. Even if it were distributed according to merit, our Holy Church has no reason to interfere. These spoils rightfully belong to you."

In the end, she made the most rational decision.

"but……"

Hier still looked at the body parts of Rita Rojaan, one of the Twenty-Seven Dead Apostles, which were floating next to Rowe.

She asked Rowe to hand over the Twenty-Seven Dead Apostles to the Church of Christ so that the Church could seal her away and prevent Rita Roggen from being resurrected in the future.

Of course, Luo Wei could not agree to this.

He's not some mindless entity where the small head controls the big head; he wouldn't just give away his treasures to someone like Hiel or someone good-looking just to gain favor.

Using the twenty-seven dead disciples as material is probably unprecedented in the mystical world.