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

"Hey, watch your mouth, Balyereta, you damned old hag... If you want to fight, let's go to the back and talk?"

Since things had come to this, Aozaki Touko didn't tolerate her anymore. She raised her hand and pointed to the backyard of the manor, signaling the old woman to come with her. She would definitely show her what it meant to settle all old and new scores at once.

"you……"

“Miss, Aozaki, these are turbulent times, and we have no intention of being your enemy.”

Although Lord Balyereta wanted to teach this woman a lesson, Transberio stopped her in time and shifted his gaze from Aozaki Touko to the tall figure in the center of the courtyard, who possessed a strong religious style and special magic.

"Love Crowley, do you have anything to say about what you did today?"

"If it's about the spiritual veins, then there's really nothing to say. It was indeed my doing, and it's my responsibility. I will naturally take full responsibility for this matter. But compared to that, today is already the seventh day. You all should still remember the agreement we made back then, right?"

Lovi did not evade the question posed by Tramberg, and answered it frankly with a smile.

"You're still having those kinds of daydreams even now!"

This time, it's unclear which old-fashioned department's conservative elder was the first to step forward.

He stared wide-eyed, angrily rebuking the person in front of him for his actions.

"You bastard! Do you know that because of your actions, all twelve disciplines of the Clock Tower have been affected, the ley line level of the entire London has dropped by one grade, and the entire modern magic world will suffer a decline as a result!!"

"As the successor of the Minerals Department, you have failed everyone's expectations! I hereby propose a ruling to directly sentence him to be thrown into the lowest level of hell in the Legal Affairs Department, to be imprisoned and tortured forever! His sentence is one thousand years!!"

I second that!

I second that!

"I second that!!"

Countless magicians expressed their opinions here.

"Sigh...I guess it's still like this after all."

Lydia looked helpless; this outcome was entirely expected.

Next, I should go home, pack my valuables, and leave. If Qingzi comes and makes a scene, she won't care which property belongs to the plant family.

"..."

Kenneth silently lowered his hand; he was now powerless to reverse the situation.

Hearing the insults and rulings around him, those unfavorable opinions instantly reached a consensus, which didn't surprise Luo Wei much.

Because these magicians' disobedient behavior is nothing new.

That being the case...

"It's up to you, Aiwass. Let them quiet down for now."

"OK."

A voice, neither male nor female and containing a peculiar hue, gently rang in everyone's ears.

Sometimes, when they are unwilling to listen to you properly, the best approach is to force them to listen attentively.

In this world, what enables friendly exchanges between two parties is not necessarily reason; sometimes, power can truly determine everything.

Soon, with a casual remark, the situation on the scene immediately changed.

"Aaaaaaah!!"

A heart-wrenching scream rang out in front of the crowd. The three law and political science magicians who intended to capture Luo Wei were suddenly swept up by a platinum whirlwind that appeared out of nowhere and lifted them to an unimaginable height of 10,000 meters. They were then thrown into the Thames River after traveling hundreds of kilometers, turning into water droplets that drifted along the river.

The entire process, from capture to launch and traversing hundreds of kilometers, took only a few breaths, a speed that is unimaginably fast.

At that moment, all the monarchs present were stunned.

Because it happened so fast, in just two seconds, they didn't even have time to react.

What if, what if that platinum-gold whirlwind was targeting me? Then…

Where would they be now?

It's really...unbelievable.

"What was that just now...?"

Although I really wanted to treat everything that had just happened as an illusion, the white light emanating from above Luo Wei's head was like a connection to an infinite void, with a blinding angel wheel gently rotating above, and platinum light falling like snowflakes. The terrifying magical reaction actually caused the surrounding area to revert to the Age of Gods!

Then, platinum light descended from the sky, instantly dispelling everything. The immense magical reaction caused those who approached first, whether monarchs or ordinary magicians, to involuntarily retreat.

At this moment, they should have possessed the dignity and aristocratic bearing they were expected to have.

Before that figure that transcends gender, beauty and ugliness, and miracles, all are insignificant.

Despite the blinding light, they stared wide-eyed, following their instinct to seek the mysterious, desperately trying to imprint this miracle into their minds.

"Are these the magicians of today? I'm a little disappointed..."

The soft voice was mixed with endless complex tones. Although it was not chanting, any magician could tell that every word spoken surpassed any so-called magic chanting.

After all, the chanting in magic is for the better use of mystery and miracles, and it itself is the embodiment of miracles and the representative of truth. The moment it appears, it makes the heart tremble.

Then, the halo symbolizing the existence of an angel gradually manifested on His body, and a divine figure that should never appear on earth emerged from the white-gold snowflakes.

More than ten meters of platinum wings gently unfurled behind Him, and a long-haired figure with a platinum body floated in mid-air.

With its sacred angelic wings, perfect physique, and the magic and power that inspires worship at first glance, its authenticity needs no further verification.

Those two platinum storms that just extended out undoubtedly originated from the person in front of us...

"god……"

I don't know which magician first uttered this term.

"Or...an angel?"

They murmured to themselves, so overwhelmed with shock that they completely forgot to act.

"God...? That title contradicts my true nature. The title 'angel' is somewhat more fitting. But to address me more accurately, you humans usually choose one of the following terms."

"In the past, someone taught a strange magician named Crowley the necessary part of the required knowledge, and he called me—"

"Aiwass"

As that true name gently fell, the guardian angel, named "Aiwass," descended.

The magicians naturally couldn't say much, and could only swallow their saliva in silence. The anger that had been building up in their hearts had probably already been shattered by the storm stirred up by the platinum wings. Even ordinary people could easily feel the difference in life level that was almost dimensional.

Without needing to measure strength, the very nature of the matter is enough to extinguish any desire to resist.

Its essence is a kind of "truth", and it is also a symbol of "law".

Just as the four archangels represent the four elements of water, fire, earth, and wind in the world, they symbolize the purer "Dharma".

This is a symbolic power, similar to authority, which is itself a manifestation of something in this world.

Unlike those high-level fantasy species, such as dragons or elves, they have no flesh and blood. They are manifestations of magic and rules, making them an absolutely unique and advanced life form.

And these low-level magicians would feel absolute pressure the moment they faced him.

At this moment, the magicians' minds were trembling wildly.

They couldn't understand whether the pressure was causing them to hallucinate, or whether Lowe had cast some kind of amazing illusion to deceive everyone.

However, at this moment, only one thing is certain: all the magicians are unable to speak.

Before him, they had no right to speak; if Aiwass did not wish, they could not even raise their heads.

And that is indeed the case.

If Rowe hadn't said he'd spare their lives, just to keep them in line, Aiwass's wings would have swept away all the magicians present, along with the entire land, into ashes in one fell swoop, though that wouldn't have benefited Rowe.

These guys are rotten, but at least they still have a restraining effect. If they were to actually die, they would cause a lot of trouble.

Time is already tight enough. If I kill them and then have to unify the world's demonic path, that would be too troublesome.

"Can you all speak properly now?"

Luo Wei suddenly spoke.

At this moment, no one else present could speak except him. Aiwass also withdrew his power and stood quietly behind Rowe.

These words struck like a bolt from the blue, jolting the magicians, who were still reeling from the shock, back to reality. The sheer terror of the magic and the profound impact on their worldviews caused many magicians to nearly faint, while others gasped for breath.

"So, what are your thoughts after witnessing a true miracle?"

"..."

No one dared to reply, and no one dared to take up the conversation.

Aiwas was still there, and the absolute sense of oppression he exuded was simply too strong.

Even though they tried their best to avoid looking directly at the miracle, the platinum-gold light still captivated the hearts of all magicians. No one who yearns for the mysterious can ignore the true god.

The platinum storm swept through their worldview and shattered their original pride, making them truly realize what it felt like to have a god above a magician during the Age of Gods.

"very good."

Having taken in everyone's performance, Rowe turned to look at Barthezello and Trumberio, who were standing at the front. They were now the leaders of all the magicians present.

"Then, Monarch Barthemello, Monarch Transberio, what about the previous bet? Can Aiwas be considered a miracle?"

"No need for further explanation... you have naturally won."

After a long silence, Monarch Tramberio spoke slowly, his tone filled with unparalleled complexity.

"To make the traces of gods reappear in the world by human power... This is indeed too fantastical no matter how you look at it."

He looked at Aiwass and then at Rowe, and said quietly.

At this moment, his original anger had long since turned into helplessness and admiration, and his eyes were even filled with surprise and excitement.

Because magicians spend their entire lives trying to find the truth, don't they?

Now that the Angel of Truth, representing "Law," has truly appeared, his feelings as a magician are beyond the comprehension of ordinary people. The only thing that troubles him is...

The person who performed the miracle was not himself.

He then looked at Luo Wei again and said with utmost seriousness.

"You are no human being. It is a law that humans cannot replicate divine miracles. Your talent has already surpassed that of humans and reached the realm of gods..."

"You should never have been born in this era; this era can no longer keep up with you."

Finally, he gave Lo Wei this evaluation from the bottom of his heart.