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

He wanted to see what extraordinary methods this guy had up his sleeve. Was he planning to breach the magic workshop from the outside?

What a joke! This workshop is a monarch-level workshop that he meticulously prepared, and it even has three magic furnaces supplying magic. Even the greatest magic would find it difficult to break through from the outside.

What can you possibly do, kid?!

Hmph, he's really become decadent since he left me; he's even started spouting nonsense to me.

Kenneth sneered.

"Hmm, so you really won't open the door? Well then, don't blame me, Mr. Kenneth, cough cough cough... I remember the beginning was..."

Seeing that the effect was not very good, Luo Wei thought about it carefully for a moment, then cleared his throat, raised the megaphone in his hand, and slowly recited with great emotion.

"Ah, my beautiful beloved, your eyes hold the radiance of morning dew..."

--boom! !

The moment his words left his mouth, the tightly closed doors of the magic workshop were abruptly opened from the inside.

"See? It worked. Weber, shall we go in together?"

Seeing the door open, a smile appeared on Lowe's face. He waved to Webber behind him, signaling him to follow.

At this moment, Weber stared at the room in front of him with only one thought in his mind.

I want to go home...

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Hehe, 15,000 words of update today, I wonder if the emperors are satisfied?

Chapter 42 Daily Milk Method (5K words)

About half an hour ago.

While Kenneth was still worrying about the aftermath of the Holy Grail War and discussing the next strategy with Finn.

A strange pair of fellow disciples were slowly making their way through the hotel below him.

"Weber, are you having leg problems? Or is your Parkinson's acting up...? We've already dawdled for almost ten minutes on this short 200-meter journey since we came in."

"..."

"You look exactly like a prisoner being led to his execution."

Feeling the countless strange gazes directed at him from all around, Lowe continued to drag Webber along beside him, muttering helplessly.

"Are you really that afraid of Professor Kenneth? I heard you were quite bold when you publicly presented your paper and debated with him in his class?"

"Huh? How come even you, who's not even in the Clock Tower, know about that?!"

Weber looked at him with surprise.

"After all, that's a masterpiece by our Lord El-Melloi II, so it's perfectly reasonable for me to learn about it, isn't it?"

"Love smiled and joked."

……

Inside the enormous hotel, the two men had been pulling and tugging at each other ever since they entered. To be more precise, it should have been Rowe dragging Webber, whose legs were trembling.

It's perfectly normal for two close boys to push and shove each other and play around on the street; it doesn't seem strange to anyone. After all, boys of any era have this kind of fun.

However, if the movements become too complicated and confusing, that's a different story...

In addition, Webber is petite and has delicate features, which makes their behavior seem a bit too intimate at this moment, leading to some impolite speculation in the minds of passersby.

After all, although society advocates romantic relationships between men and women, and human physiology is also based on this, there are still some cases in this world that go against the grain.

At this moment, they were clearly being treated as such cases by passersby, who cast various glances at them.

“Weber, if you’re still not ready? If you’re still hesitating, go back and think about it slowly, or write a letter to Professor Kenneth and wait for him to come to you.”

"However, I still think it would be better if you went to his place in person. After all, taking the initiative to apologize will make him calm down a bit."

Lowe covered his head, looked at Weber who was still trembling beside him, and said with a helpless tone, "Besides, it's just to see Professor Kenneth. We've seen him before at the Clock Tower. Is it really necessary for you to be like this now?"

"If I hadn't stolen Professor Kenneth's relic and secretly used it, and instead barged here..."

Webber stared blankly at the conspicuous Magic Workshop above him, and he could already imagine the murderous glare that Kenneth was giving him.

He looked at Luo Wei beside him, hoping he could come up with a good idea, but Luo Wei simply waved his hand and said very calmly, "Don't look at me. You only stole a relic and talked back. I made a much bigger mistake than you. I not only went to Professor Kenneth's house and took his relic, but I also ran off with a lot of magical costumes... And now it's been almost half a year since I've contacted him. He'll definitely be angrier than you are when he sees me."

"You're quite proud of yourself, aren't you?!"

Upon hearing about Lowe's outstanding record, which far surpassed his own, Webber's expression changed, and the anxiety he had felt earlier finally died.

He now seriously suspects that if Mr. Kenneth sees the two of them again, he will immediately use his great magic trick to slap their faces without saying a word.

After all, according to common sense, their actions could be considered betrayal of their master and treason in martial arts novels.

Instead of finding a place to hide properly at this time, he brazenly appeared in front of the teacher's magic workshop. The effect was no different from being humiliated in person.

Are you suggesting we meet and he'll say, "Love has seen your future, Kenneth-sensei. You will die a horrible death in the Fourth Holy Grail War, and your Magic Crest will be reduced to a mere tenth. I will succeed you as El-Melloi II, and we've come to save you."

Then, as expected, Kenneth was overjoyed to hear this and readily forgave the two of them. The three of them then joined hands and overcame the difficulties together... Just kidding!

The outcome was obvious. From Kenneth's perspective, the two traitors suddenly returned and told him that he was going to die, and that they had come to save him.

Anyone with a brain wouldn't believe such a thing! It sounds more like a provocation and a curse.

In Weber's view, compared to their loving hand-in-hand relationship, the likelihood of Mr. Kenneth arresting them without hesitation and cleaning up their house was much greater.

So... are you leaving?

Weber sighed, staring blankly at the building in front of him.

A magic workshop, and a rather meticulous and well-established one at that, located directly in the city without any attempt at concealment.

This level of confidence is almost exaggerated; probably only Kenneth could pull it off in the entire Holy Grail War.

His idea was simple: to blatantly expose his location, thereby attracting enemies with ulterior motives to come to him, and then eliminate them one by one.

The tactics are quite clear; this is a strategy that can only be devised by someone with absolute confidence in their own strength.

Hmm, maybe we should just leave...

Upon reaching this point, Weber subconsciously swallowed and took a step back.

Although I feel very sorry for Mr. Kenneth and know that I have to make amends, maybe... I don't necessarily have to face it head-on, right?

Rather than rushing headlong into Kenneth's workshop to face an uncertain future, he felt it would be better to first put his heart into writing an email to him, or perhaps by phone, and wait until Kenneth's anger had subsided before meeting him... right?

Weber shook his head inwardly.

No, time is running out... The Holy Grail War only lasts seven days, and Professor Kenneth died in the Holy Grail War, which means he may only have less than six days left to live.

He had no time to delay any longer...

"You're not thinking of apologizing insincerely via email or phone, are you?" Lowe ruffled Webber's hair. "You know very well that there's no time. In such a limited amount of time, if we want to save Professor Kenneth, there's no time to waste. Every second counts."

"I know……"

Weber nodded, his expression still very troubled: "But I'm really scared."

"Well, what can you do if you're scared? You have to take responsibility for your actions. A man should always be accountable for his behavior. Look at me, I've made it through, haven't I? If anyone should be punished, it should be me first, shouldn't it?"

Luo Wei smiled at him, then suddenly changed the subject, "Besides... Weber, now that we're here, do you think you can still choose to back down? Even if you do choose to be selfish, do you think your Rider will agree?"

After speaking, Lovi raised his hand and waved to Iskandar, who had been following them but remained in spirit form and had not shown himself.

This conqueror king spent his life conquering and on the road to conquering. Having experienced countless battles and achieved great feats, he would certainly not allow any deserters among his subordinates... let alone Waver, who was almost recognized by him and regarded as a subject.

The reason he hasn't shown up is simply because he doesn't want to interfere with Weber, since it was his own decision and he should be the one to make that choice.

As a king, he understood that his little master could only truly improve by personally overcoming this obstacle!

Although Weber was given the choice, that didn't mean he would tolerate deserters.

All he gave Weber was...

face.

Face it.

Face it bravely.

If Webber doesn't face these three options, then the king will help Webber face them.

After all, he was a king with a tough and domineering attitude.

"I understand. Let's go together. Even if we're going to die, you'll be with me."

In the end, Webber seemed to have resigned himself to his fate, sighed helplessly, and then dejectedly followed Rowe into Kenneth's magic workshop area.

A magic workshop, in essence, is an "otherworld" created by magicians to hone their skills. No matter how powerful a magician is, if they are not the owner of the workshop, their magic or mysticism will be greatly limited.

For magicians, the magic workshop is like a camp, their first and last trump card. To make an example of those arrogant challengers and despicable thieves, the magic workshop is usually equipped with numerous and multiple defensive spells.

Therefore, as soon as the two stepped in, a powerful weakening force acted directly on their bodies.

This sent a chill down Weber's spine, who already felt insecure. At this moment, even if Professor Kenneth really wanted to do something, he would have no power to fight back.

Unlike geniuses like Loewy and Kenneth, he couldn't construct a complete magic workshop, but he still had vision and knowledge. So he couldn't understand why Loewy, who was clearly in the workshop, didn't change his expression at all.

Fortunately, there were no ambushes from familiars or Servants on the way to the core area of ​​the magic workshop, and even some magic spells deliberately avoided them.

Perhaps Kenneth was worried about Rider's high mobility and the potential for widespread destruction, or perhaps he felt it was daytime and didn't want to cause too much of a commotion and disturb ordinary people, thus exposing his secrets. Of course, the most likely explanation is that he felt the Magic Workshop was unnecessary in dealing with Waver and Lowe.

As a monarch and their teacher, if word got out that he had to use the magic workshop to deal with his students, he would probably be laughed at by other magicians.

So, under the watchful eyes of an invisible pair of eyes, the two walked all the way to the core area, which was the door where Kenneth was.

To give them a hard time, or perhaps to demonstrate the teacher's skill, Kenneth didn't open the door directly this time, but wanted to see what they would do.

Are they going to use a Rider or Caster to force their way in?

Or should we respond to each move as it comes, using magic to break through our own workshop?

He was curious to see just how far those two bastards were capable.

As a result, when Lowe pulled out a megaphone and read the love letter with great emotion, Kenneth finally couldn't hold back his emotions any longer.