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　"Wow! You! Are you a freshman!?"

　At this moment, a discordant voice coming from behind shattered all the fantasies that Black Stone had deep in her heart and knocked her out of her sweet fantasy.

　The girl and Black Jewel looked in the direction of the sound.

　He has short golden hair, blue eyes, and wears a red vest, a white shirt, and a pair of slim-fitting black cropped pants. From the sound of his voice, you can tell that he is a character similar to a fool.

　"Don't make such a sudden noise like that. It's easy to scare others, Flat."

　Almost identical to the man he called Flat

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　, just by changing the vest to red, from a distance the two people can almost be regarded as brothers.

　However, for magicians, it is difficult for brothers to get along like this.

　"Yes, yes, I understand, Lu Xian."

　Sfin Gurashet and Frat Escaldes, the well-known duo of Ermey Studio, are a true duo and are the two most senior people in Ermey Studio.

　"Freshman? I guess? I'm not sure if I should come here—"

　"Is there any need to hesitate? This El Mellotron is the Star of London, the most popular lecturer in the Clock Tower, the Lord of Modern Studies, and the Grand Lecture Hall of El-Melloi II! There's absolutely no doubt about it! The titles on the nameplate were carefully selected by me, and they absolutely fit the bill perfectly."

　The girl blinked in confusion.

　Aren’t those names formal titles?

　Is this really appropriate?

　No matter how good-tempered a teacher is, he wouldn't tolerate something like this, right?

　"Um...I—"

　"Okay! I understand!"

　Flatt clenched his fist with one hand and then struck the other palm hard. A light of wisdom was reflected in his pupils.

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　"Flat..."

　Slightly opening his closed nose and subconsciously inhaling the other party's extremely tiny "smell", Sifen Gulashet instantly felt as if he was falling into an icy cave.

　No, it’s not as simple as falling into an ice cave. The greater horror lies beyond that.

　If the first glimpse was like being thrown into an icy cave, leaving one feeling the chill and suffocation that coursed up the spine until it broke through the top of the head, then what followed was the true face of this seemingly harmless girl before one's eyes...

　Flame, magma, high temperature, those are things that humans can never hold in their hands.

　The reason why you can't touch some things is that once you touch the forbidden truth, you will disappear without a trace.

　Wild beasts seek benefits and avoid harm, so people who learn wild beast magic will naturally develop in the direction of wild beasts.

　Sven Gurashet is a special case. His innate talent allows him to observe more than just the smell of reality. What he smells is not the smell of actual existence, but the entanglement of cause and effect itself. Therefore, he can also smell concepts such as "end".

　and so--

　It was only a moment, but he still felt the essence of incompleteness.

　Not a magician, not a human, not even a beast, nothing at all. Just a single individual, just an exception.

　An acceptable exception, an existence whose inner void has been filled.

　Same as him, but different.

　"You must be like us, with no other options. But you can't just leave your talent unused, so you come here to attend classes, right?"

　"bump!"

　"it hurts!"

　The handle of the black gem and Sphinx's fist hit Flat's head one after another.

　"No way? Are you kidding? The blood flowing in Sieg-sama is unmatched in the Clock Tower, let alone the entire magic world. Get the order right, you idiot."

　Flat squatted on the ground, holding his head. It was obvious that the black gem's blow had caused him considerable damage.

　Maybe not, it just hurts.

　"I'm sorry, Flatt is just an idiot, so please don't take it too seriously."

　I see...

　People with a personality similar to Tanaka are idiots...

　The girl nodded gently at Sifen.

　"What are you doing here, Flatt, Sfin? If we're welcoming new people, we don't need—"

　The leather shoes stretched in the air, along with the words, were instantly stopped by their owner as if someone had pressed the pause button.

　The monarch, Ermey II, a man named Weber Velvet, subconsciously widened his eyes, and his pupils continued to shrink like needles.

　"master?"

　"You were at that time..."

　The girl tilted her head, looked at Waver Velvet in front of her, and spoke slowly with some uncertainty in her mouth.

　after all--

　That's a bit too much...

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　Humans are so amazing, aren't they?

　Some fairies haven't changed much in appearance even after a thousand years. Although there are some minor changes, they are still the type that can be recognized at a glance.

　But humans...

　"Thanks..."

　Gently accepting the teacup handed to her by a gray-haired girl who looked like her disciple and who for some reason had a face very similar to Altria, the girl politely thanked him.

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　Although her presence here doesn't seem very polite.

　As for the reasons...

　The girl's gaze slowly shifted to the bottle of stomach medicine.

　Is it really okay to take so many stomach medicines?

　Looking at the girl's slightly concerned gaze, Waver almost lost his breath.

　Whose fault do you think it is that makes me have to take so many stomach medicines?

　Do you know how sleepy I was when someone woke me up today with the excuse that the clock tower was under attack?

　That damn *British expletive* sleazy old man, I should have guessed it sooner!

　"So, what are you planning to do this time?"

　The Holy Grail has been taken away by you. Logically, it should not appear again. It can't be for the purpose of experiencing life.

　"Experience a different life than before?"

　Weber slowly put down the teacup in his hand, then slowly stood up from the sofa, supporting his knees with both hands, and walked behind his desk.

　"as long as you are happy."

　It's really great that Albion, the oldest dragon, is just out to experience life instead of launching some kind of Age of Gods counterattack.

　As for the possibility of someone starting work on someone else's tomb and having it blown up by the tomb owner's descendants, let him do it.

　What else to do?

　Will the conveners gather their forces for a head-on confrontation?

　In this case, there is only one answer, and the other party has already made it clear, right?

　Experiencing life means living a different life.

　If there must be something different, and it can only be felt with him...

　Slightly noisy footsteps were heard quietly, and a hooded gray-haired girl slowly pushed open the door of the room.

　"Is it the client? Let him in."

　The answer is simple, isn't it?

　"You won't be bored. Since you want to experience life, I will naturally prepare it for you."

　Welcome to the dark side of magic.

　However, even on the other side that is full of darkness, there are still occasional flashes of light, right?

　Even when facing assassins, he still greeted them with a smile. This is the magnanimity of a king, and it is also the charm that is unique to Iskandar. Otherwise, he would not be called the King of Conquerors, right?

　The so-called conquest has never just referred to land and cities, but more importantly, people's hearts.

　If King Iskandar had no regrets about his choice, then his subjects, those who followed Iskandar's glory after it faded, should not question the king's choice.

　"Welcome to the suspenseful everyday..."

　Aren’t these what so-called fools are like?

　Even though I've grown a lot, I'm still a fool...

　This is the truest side of the man named Waver Velvet.

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　Epilogue: Incident Book Part 2

　"Why, teacher!"

　A female voice that sounded extremely young came from outside the door, with a hint of urgency and disbelief in it.

　"What's wrong with me?"

　What pleading words! It's like someone who is willing to change himself just to get the other person to accept him.

　"I'm sorry, I think you are a very attractive woman..."

　There was a hint of helplessness in the man's voice, but more of it was an emotion called apology.

　It looks like the scene where the handsome and good-natured male lecturer who is very popular in the Clock Tower is confessed to by his female student.

　However, magicians are all profit-oriented guys. Whether what they hold in the process of confession is the real stuff called love or just a false name, an individual filled with the so-called profit inside, this matter is probably only known in the heart of the female student who hugged the male lecturer.

　"Could it be that!"

　The female student opened her eyes, which were sparkling with light, in disbelief. The figure reflected in her pupils was clearly right in front of her, but it felt so far away.

　"Do you already have someone you like?"

　"Well... let's just say it is like this..."

　Although I clearly don’t like “people”...

　The young, blond lecturer wore a helpless smile on his face, then stretched out his hands and placed them on the student's shoulders, gently pushing the other person away from his body.

　"..."

　The girl and Weber looked at each other and silently picked up their teacups again. Black Jewel seemed to understand and directly picked up the teapot beside her and refilled the girl's cup with tea.

　Weber watched Black Jewel's extremely skilled movements, then turned his head to look at the maid who was also pouring tea, with a slight smile on his lips.

　Strange maid costumes have been added!

　Don't use combat equipment in such strange places!

　Although I really want to

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　So loud for crying out loud, but...

　Weber sighed helplessly, then coughed softly a few times at the familiar and somewhat disgusting clock tower love story playing out in front of him.

　"That's about it, Welsh First-Class Lecturer. I have a distinguished guest here."