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　For a lord, a guest of inestimable status...

　Wales saw clearly the warning and dissuasion in it.

　-

　"I'm sorry for embarrassing you and your guests just now."

　Wales apologized softly to everyone and waved his hands helplessly.

　"I'm the one who should apologize, so I can only ask you to sit here."

　Weber and Wales sat facing each other around his desk.

　Although this is a bit unfair as a way of treating guests, but...

　As Waver spoke, he glanced at Lenise and Gray, who had suddenly sat together in the distance for some unknown reason.

　My stomach started to hurt again...

　Weber covered his cheek in pain.

　The worst person here is walking together with his biggest psychological shadow. Looking at the playful expression on the face of that damn devil, he can tell that his life is probably completely ruined.

　-

　"Ah... It's really rare to see my lovely brother show such a touching expression. I really envy you. I've never embarrassed him like this before..."

　With a mysterious smile like a little devil on her face, Lanis looked at the teacup in front of her like a lady. Under the cover of the teacup, she laughed openly without any scruples.

　"..."

　A huge hash mark filled the corners of Weber's eyes like an illusion. Although he was very angry, he really couldn't do anything to resist.

　The teacup used to block his view had a pattern that looked like a smiling face. Even when Lanis turned her head away, she was still there, laughing at him.

　The teacup was just a decoration to replace the one mocking him. Lord El-Melloi II would never understand.

　Such provocation was clearly written on his face.

　"It's not a good thing for a participant in the Holy Grail War..."

　"Eh--"

　"If you say so—"

　Lanis stretched out her voice and then quietly lowered her tone.

　"I want to know even more, tell me—"

　"Um... Miss Lanis, this is Master's privacy. Isn't this a bit..."

　"What's the big deal? No one else will know. Besides, this might be another version that even I, your stepsister, might not know. Let's listen to it..."

　"not to mention--"

　There was a gleam in Lanis's eyes, and her tone suddenly changed.

　"Aren't rules just a useless piece of paper to the strong?"

　The weak adapt to the environment, the strong change the environment.

　But above that, in the magic world, there is a third sentence that is recognized:

　The environment changes with the invaders.

　Isn’t the attack on the Clock Tower the best example?

　Except for the monarch and those above him, all news was blocked, and such news was only circulated among the top-level A communications.

　The monster that broke out from the Great Spirit Cave of Albion was worthy of the Second Mage and a bunch of old monsters coming out in full force. It was no less a top-secret object than Ort.

　Albion, the oldest dragon, is still alive and can travel freely between the inner sea of ​​the star and the outside world.

　An absolutely powerful being, he is even the true owner of some of the El-Melloi family's ceremonial robes.

　While it was a blessing in disguise that it didn't blow up all of London, the thought of a humanoid, self-propelled nuclear bomb wandering around would probably make a lot of people's hearts leap in their throats.

　In short, it's a walking low-threat (and realistic) ort.

　But to be honest, she is too slow as a human being, even worse than Grey.

　The girl and Gray looked at each other, and then remained silent at the same time.

　-

　"Are you okay?"

　"No, it's nothing..."

　Weber rubbed his temple with a worried look on his face, and the cigar that had long been extinguished was quietly placed on the ashtray.

　"You're quite considerate of me to keep the door open when I'm alone with a female student..."

　"You flatter me, lord."

　"Ah, it looks like they've already started over there. Sorry, I'll save the interesting story for next time. After all, the things you can never get are the most fascinating, aren't they?"

　Gently waving her hand, Lanis slowly exhaled, and then brought the black tea, which was at just the right temperature, to her lips.

　"No, it's my fault. It's like the last time we sat down to chat or when you

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　"Come on."

　"That's right, the trivial matters have been almost dealt with."

　Wales nodded, a polite smile on his face that had become like muscle memory.

　"Your father was a great necromancer. Once again, I express my condolences to you."

　"So, as an important figure in the Advent Department, what can I do for you?"

　After a round of unnecessary polite greetings, Weber chose to get straight to the point.

　"That's it..."

　Wales was not overly surprised by Weber's blunt words, nor did he feel any discomfort.

　When you're at your wit's end, it doesn't matter who you turn to, right?

　The Advent Department and the Law and Politics Department are no longer able to help him, so the only option is the Monarch of the Modern Department who can help him.

　"Five years ago, my father bought a piece of wilderness, which is the ruins of ancient Rome..."

　"I've heard that the Marbury Workshop transformed the entire wilderness into a magic workshop, and the strength of its magic is even comparable to that of a temple."

　"But Marbury Works got out of control."

　Then the two of them spoke in unison.

　The girl turned around and leaned against the back of the sofa, listening quietly to the conversation between the two.

　"The lightning struck one after another, killing not only the magicians of the same sect, but also the surrounding residents, more than ten of them. The last one to die was your father."

　"Is the spiritual vein out of balance?"

　After the girl finished listening to Waver's description, she suddenly spoke slowly.

　"Although the power of nature can be explained by science, this does not mean that the power of nature can be controlled at will by magicians."

　"The essence of magic is equivalent exchange, and it is nearly impossible for humans to come up with something as good as lightning to exchange."

　"So rather than saying it was a thunderstorm caused by magic, given the actual probability and the magical properties of the necromancer, I think it's more likely to be abnormal weather caused by a turbulent spirit vein."

　"you are?"

　Wales looked at the girl who was calmly telling the truth with some disbelief.

　"She is...a distinguished guest of the Magic Association, that's all."

　Waver let out a long breath and slowly began to explain.

　"For a magic workshop of that size, the only source of magic power that can support its operation is probably the spirit vein."

　“But that raises a question.”

　Weber folded his hands together, his palms covering the lower half of his face so that Wales could not see his expression clearly.

　Although they are father and son, in the magic world, it is not uncommon for relatives to become enemies and kill each other for certain interests or opportunities.

　Moreover, such a matter itself is fraught with doubts. Even if Wales was being commissioned as a son, he would still be a suspect.

　He can even be said to be the number one suspect.

　After all, he was the de facto biggest beneficiary after Trevor Pelham Codrington died.

　"It's very strange that Trevor couldn't repair the spirit vein even though he invited such a powerful person."

　"Yes, if the accident in the workshop continues to ferment like this, I will soon be helpless."

　Wales lowered his head and clenched his fists tightly on his thighs.

　"Not only can Bram not afford such a huge loss, but I also personally have something else I want to discuss with you. I'd like to wait until we get to the scene before discussing this matter with you."

　"..."

　Weber and Lanis were silent for a moment, then looked at each other and nodded.

　"Okay, let me handle this matter. And for some reason, the guests over there will also have to go with me. Is that okay?"

　"Of course."

　The more you know, the faster you die. As a first-level lecturer, Wales naturally understood what Weber meant.

　A wise person has his downsides, and a foolish person has his advantages.

　It is enough to know what you should know and what you are capable of knowing. Going further will only lead to destruction.

　-

　"What happened..."

　The train drove out of the station and continued to move towards its distant destination, while outside the window the scenery kept receding.

　"Yes! Because Master would occasionally make that expression when he was alone at night and say some irrelevant words, so I thought..."

　"That's it..."

　The girl was silent for a moment and then looked out the window.

　"Do you really want to know? Even if the story isn't so beautiful, even if... you might think I'm the enemy?"

　"Eh? Remember...will I...hold a grudge against Miss Zieger?"

　"It's more or less the same. After all, I didn't seem like a good person at that time."

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　, how can he be considered a good person?

　Men's brains are both pure and complex. Sometimes they will be troubled for a long time because of a small problem, and sometimes they will suddenly have an epiphany because of some impossible things and then become even more out of control.

　Like Webber Velvet.

　"For a single...how should I put it? A word that might never come true, he continues to strive for it. The Holy Grail War is finally over, but even so..."

　"even so?"

　"Even so, he still continues to work hard for that impossible goal, moving forward towards the end that he will never reach..."

　After the girl finished speaking, Gray's figure was reflected in her crimson dragon eyes.

　"Even in a story like this, if I had to say anything, it would be the so-called villain."

　"But I don't think Master has any dislike or hatred for Miss Zig."

　"...Why?"

　The girl tilted her head as she listened to Gray's words.

　"because--"