Or, why don’t you find another savior?

"To put it simply, just like within the El-Melloi faction, there are sub-factions like Archibald and Archizolti, the same is true of Ms. Inole's Baliuereta. She herself is from the Atlohem family, the head of the Baliuereta faction, and the one who sent out the invitation to the social gathering this time was Izeluma, a sub-faction."

Shiomi crossed her arms and slowly told her what she knew:

"As you know, almost all magicians in the Creative Department are artists in some form. For example, Ms. Inoue herself is good at sand painting. Although the aspirations of magicians in this department vary greatly, the Izeluma family has been passionate about creating the 'most beautiful human beings' for generations."

"And the achievements of the Izeluma family are the Golden Princess and the Silver Princess of each generation." Kallen took over the conversation and added, "But this time, my father accepted the invitation not just for Baliueretta's sake, right?"

Facing Kallen's accusation, Shiomi couldn't help but shrug: "After all, I heard that Orange would also attend this social gathering. I haven't seen him for a few years. I should also ask if the money owed to me can be repaid."

"So that's how it is. I forgot that the champion is also the teacher's teacher." Lanis showed a cunning look.

This matter was not a particularly secret fact in the Clock Tower, and Shiomi focused on practical operations and had not published any theories.

Being just Orange's student was not enough to make him designated as a sealee. Instead, he became the one responsible for the sealeeship.

But precisely because it was a well-known fact, Lanis found it hard to understand.

Is Shiomi Tenkei really Aozaki Touko's student? The El-Melloi girl's intuition often raises this question.

"Is the Grand Rank... the highest rank for a magician?" Gray asked.

Grand.

Color position (Brand).

Pride.

Sacrifice (Fes).

Open position (Cause).

Eldest son (Count).

The last child (Frame).

These seven are the main ranks of the Clock Tower.

"The theory is correct. But in reality, the highest level is the color level. Even most monarchs stop here, such as the monarch I just mentioned, Baruereta." Kallen looked at Shiomi, "As for father, he is a level lower than the standard level."

Lanis sighed at this time: "Oh, I didn't expect that a magician with no background could make it all the way to the position of deity. He is worthy of being the best among the designated executors of the seal in this era. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is the strongest."

"I think I was only good enough to be an honorary position. I guess the democrats pushed a magician like me with no background up here just to establish a banner." Xi Jian pursed his lips, acting as if he was not that great.

Only Kallen knew that his strength was far beyond the level that could be assessed by the Clock Tower's rank.

"But I heard that in the past few years, the bigwigs in the Clock Tower have been trying to push Teacher Shiomi to the color position?" Gray asked.

Lanis became more and more pleased: "That's right. But because it is unprecedented, it has been resisted by many parties and has not been put into practice."

"That's something the big shots above like to mess around with. It has nothing to do with me." Xi Jian didn't care at all. Instead, he made a joke: "After all, there are only a few people who can become the crown. Once you become the crown, it may mean that you will be sealed."

"Did father also participate in the mission to seal Aozaki Touko?"

"That's not the case. When I was active, she had killed several groups of designated executors of the seal."

Xijian spread his hands with a look of regret.

Chapter 28: The Double-Looking Tower of Izeluma

The destination of this trip is the Windermere Lake District in the west of England, one of the few well-known holiday resorts in the UK.

This is the hometown where the famous fairy tale Peter Rabbit was born.

When Karen was young, many of the bedtime stories she heard included Peter Rabbit.

However, compared with Andersen's fairy tales and Grimm's fairy tales, Beatrice's fairy tales are still slightly inferior in Karen's mind.

As soon as we got off the train, there was a horse-drawn carriage waiting for us. After recognizing the group of people, the man who looked like the coachman took off his hat and saluted.

In today's modern transportation, the horse-drawn carriage culture has been stubbornly preserved. The Izuru family specially arranged a horse-drawn carriage for pick-up and drop-off, which is also a major external feature of the magician family's refusal to have in-depth contact with modern science.

The carriage, which can accommodate four people, is pulled by four horses.

This kind of thing is rarely seen except in royal events, and the Izeluma family specially prepared it, probably to show off their own strength.

Although they are a branch family, they are indeed old-school magician nobles.

Moreover, the carriage was unexpectedly very stable. Even on rugged mountain roads, it was more comfortable than driving a car and people could hardly feel the vibration.

This is probably some kind of floating magic.

Kallen was slightly interested in this, so she asked Shiomi in the car how to do it through rune.

He was teaching magic on the spot, totally ignoring everyone around him, which made Lanis stunned.

But it was precisely because of this unrestrained magician style that she agreed to her brother's request and invited Shiomi to be her tutor.

By the time she could see the two towers standing by the lake from the carriage, Kallen had basically mastered this little magic trick.

“That’s the Twin Tower.” Kallen smoothed her hair slightly and looked at the building by the lake.

As a modern building, the building is not very tall, only about four stories high, but the two towers are inexplicably tilted and towering in shape and very similar, hence the name.

Sometimes the name of the family that manages the land is suffixed to call it Shuangmaotai Zeluma.

"The one on the east side is the Tower of the Sun, and the one on the west side is the Tower of the Moon."

Shiomi's attitude was still relaxed and at ease. Not only him, but Kallen was almost the same. This made Lanise and Gray seem too nervous.

——Of course, Gray’s nervousness was due to coming to an unfamiliar place, which was completely different from Lenise’s.

After all, a magician's home is his territory, not to mention his workshop. The territory outside is also like a fortress, and no one can say for sure whether a handful of sand or a wisp of air inside will become an enemy to their guests because of a small conflict.

This is also the reason why Lanis confirmed Shiomi's itinerary and chose to go with him.

The carriage stopped in front of the Moon Tower on the west side. After everyone got off the carriage and put away their luggage, it was like a fairy tale. The coachman and the carriage melted before their eyes, and all that was left was a small toy soldier and a toy carriage.

"Nice magic, after all it's a branch of the Creative Department." Shiomi praised without hiding her words.

"——It is an honor to receive your praise." A deep baritone voice sounded.

A gentleman with a beard, aged between 40 and 50, stood at the entrance of the tower and bowed respectfully. He had long hair and wore a scarlet suit. Perhaps because of his inconvenient legs, he was leaning on a cane.

"Byron Baruereta Izeluma." Shiomi said the other person's name.

"It's an honor that Mr. Shiomi still remembers me." Byron was quite polite.

Although they were separate families and Shiomi was only following Inola's side to save face, Byron did not dare to be disrespectful at all. He turned around and saluted Lanis again.

"Welcome, Miss El-Melloi."

"So you are the head of Izeluma. I'm sorry I didn't greet you in time." Lanis returned the greeting as respectfully as possible.

After some pleasantries, Byron smiled and pointed to the entrance of the tower.

"Please come in, the banquet has already begun."

So everyone followed Byron's lead and walked into the banquet hall.

The hall has a high ceiling and is filled with a stately glow.

The floor was covered with a fluffy carpet that seemed to sink to the ankles if you stepped on it, and the cold air was comfortable. The shadows of people talking and laughing reminded me of a fantasy landscape.

And the people gathered here are indeed all magicians, so it can truly be called a dream world.

Shiomi said, "You are free to move around," and then several magicians surrounded him and started chatting with him. Someone even handed him a glass of red wine.

Kallen could only sigh, realizing that they had no choice but to let them move freely. She gestured to Gray beside her, "If you're not used to it, just follow me."

"But there are basically no acquaintances here." After releasing Trimmawu to follow, Lanis looked around.

Almost all the people here are from the Tramberio and Melstia factions, and the number of people from Barthelmero is almost zero.

The democrat Tramberio had about 60%, the aristocratic Barthemero had only 10%, and the rest were the neutral Melstia.

For El-Melloi, who still belonged to the aristocratic faction, he was surrounded by enemies from all sides.

"How unfortunate! I remember that El-Melloi was still a noble." Kallen teased Lanis, "Why not take the opportunity to become my father's disciple and leave the noble faction as soon as possible?"

"When your father is able to wipe out the noble faction, we can consider it." Lanis offered a sky-high price.

After all, this was not something she could do just because she wanted to. If she rashly betrayed her faction, she would not only face the crusade of her original faction, but other factions would not necessarily lend a helping hand, and might even sit back and watch the fire from the other side of the river, reaping the benefits.

Ultimately, the disagreement between the aristocrats and the democrats is whether the Clock Tower should be managed by aristocrats with better bloodlines, or by recruiting young people with lesser bloodlines but more talents.

El-Melloi has always been questioned by Barthelmero because of the classroom opened by the Second, which has caused the entire faction to be essentially closer to the Democrats.

For example, Inole originally planned to recruit Shiomi into the Baliuereta family and marry a young woman in the family. As a result, Shiomi adopted Kallen and Sakura successively, and when he returned to the clock tower again a few years later, he brought a wife to London.

Under such circumstances, even Inole, who was considered a top political animal among magicians, had to give up this plan.

"This is a really dangerous statement. What if my father suddenly feels suspicious..." Karen showed a surprised expression, "Does Lanis want to cause chaos in the Clock Tower?"

"Then I can only pray that the war doesn't spread to me." Lanis looked evil.

As they were chatting and laughing, the sinister conversation reached their ears.

"Oh? Do you think you can leave a mark in the noble history of magic with your shallow bloodline?"

A cunning magician from the aristocratic faction launched a verbal attack on the group that Shiomi was with.

Chapter 29 'Noble Killer' (Big Mistake)

Generally speaking, when arguing or expressing opinions, a cunning magician will be more secretive in his wording and attitude, highlighting his hidden agenda.

But young magicians are more likely to lose control, especially when one or both of them are drunk. The guests invited to Izeluma social gatherings are generally younger.

"Hearing your insightful opinion, I wonder if the current clock tower can be maintained even without the new generation?" Xijian smiled slightly.

"Hahaha. The Clock Tower was originally built for the nobles (Lord). Do you think you're so great just because you got a few sips of soup?" Under the stimulation of alcohol, the magician became more and more aggressive.

Shiomi said nonchalantly, "If the so-called nobles are all at your level, it would be better to sweep them into the garbage dump of history as soon as possible."

"What did you say?"

Apparently, Shiomi's words went a little too far and irritated the young aristocratic magician.

"The world of magicians is all about strength. If you look down on us, the new generation of magicians who come from grassroots backgrounds, why don't you show us your family's heritage and strength?"

When Xi Jian said this, he looked around exaggeratedly, and the people around him nodded and said yes, yes, etc. But he suddenly changed the subject and dropped a bombshell:

"I have seen many nobles, but I wonder how you compare to the Clock Tower's prodigy, the former monarch, El-Melloi."

All of a sudden, the magicians whose attention was drawn to the quarrel began to whisper.

Xi Jian Tianxi's name is not too big, but it's not too small either. Many magicians of the younger generation, especially those from the democratic camp, know him.

The aristocratic faction had mostly heard of the name, but there was little chance of meeting him.

So when he said "former monarch El-Melloi", even those who didn't know him recognized him immediately.

As a former aristocratic faction, before the death of Kenneth El-Melloi Archibald, this faction was one of the most powerful nobles in the Clock Tower. It is the Barthelmero faction to which the current Mage Marshal belongs, and it is a rare aristocratic faction to make friends with.

But that aristocratic family has now fallen into disarray and is now only in name only. The reason lies with this Oriental man.

Oriental, former El-Melloi.

The combination of these two words is enough to make most aristocratic magicians shudder.

The atmosphere in the originally bustling hall suddenly dropped to freezing point.

Even though it would not develop into a magic war, some young democratic magicians still began to secretly hope that Shiomi would chop off a few more of the aristocratic magi's proud heads.

“It hurts so much…Pfft, pfft, I feel so bad…”

A figure walked across with unsteady steps and slurred speech, intervening between the sights of Shiomi and the aristocratic magician.

The wine glass drew a parabola and flew into the air.

Shiomi stretched out her hand, and the slender champagne glass in her hand held up the falling wine glass steadily, without a drop of wine spilling.

Unfortunately, no one cared about his skillful moves, because the young man who interrupted the atmosphere between the two sides was lying on the ground with his limbs spread out, reeking of alcohol, which was unbearable for the people around him.

The party had only just begun, but this man was already drunk.

The scene was so disgusting that it immediately dampened everyone's interest.

The provocative noble magician turned and left, and the democratic magicians surrounding Shiomi also dispersed to avoid the drunkard. Only Shiomi stood there holding two different wine glasses, looking down at the pale young man indifferently.

"To be this drunk, is it because you drank a lot or because of magic potion?" Shiomi asked with a smile, "Is it the latter?"

"...Oh, I didn't expect that you couldn't hide it from me at all." The young man got up and took out two pills from his suit pocket. "This one will make you drunk instantly, and this one is a hangover medicine--"