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Kenneth used El-Melloi's connections in this process.

As soon as he learned about this, he rushed directly to Moran, and his purpose was obvious.

"King, I am about to make a request! Please allow me, Kenneth El-Melloi Archibald, to accompany you on the journey to the Holy Grail War! I will use the blood of thieves to remove the rust from your holy sword and bring you a glorious victory!"

Kenneth placed a hand on his chest and said solemnly.

He was originally going to participate in the Holy Grail War and add another proud and magnificent achievement to the El-Melloi family.

At least, that was the case before Moran made his statement.

When he learned that the British King Moran was also going to participate, he was actually a little upset.

If Moran also becomes the master.

This means that Kenneth wants to be his enemy and the two sides want to fight in Snowfield City - how disrespectful this is.

How can a minister draw his sword against the king he serves?

It's impossible, you know.

However, Kenneth was a highly praised genius in the Clock Tower, and he immediately changed his mind.

Kenneth's goal is not the Holy Grail.

His goal was to raise the prestige of the El-Melloi family and to overshadow the other monarch families.

Therefore, whether the Holy Grail can be obtained is not important.

When you think about this, the problem becomes very simple.

Kenneth planned to accompany Moran to the battle as a subject.

Just like the warriors who had fought alongside kings throughout history to expand territory, he intended to lead the charge in this Holy Grail War.

Win the victory and present this fruit to the king.

To be able to go to war with the King of Britain and bask in the light of victory.

This honor is something that no other magic family, no one from any royal family, has ever been able to possess.

This honor was far greater than if Kayneth had won the Holy Grail on his own, as he had only won once after El-Melloi had won.

But, if Moran participated in this war.

Then, Kenneth could describe it as him sacrificing his life and blood for the King of Britain and consolidating the King's victory.

Judging from Britain's enthusiasm for the King, this would surely bring the El-Melloi family unprecedented prestige.

Even gained further attention from Moran.

In front of Moran, Kenneth did not want to always rely on the favor of his teacher. He also had the pride of a magic noble.

"I see. Teacher Kenneth, since you've said so, as a student, I can hardly refuse your kindness... It just so happens that I'm participating in the Holy Grail War in Snowfield City, and I need someone to communicate with the various parties in Britain on my behalf..."

Moran pondered thoughtfully.

It was a little surprising that Kenneth brought this up.

However, Moran also guessed what Kenneth was thinking.

Kenneth doesn't care much about the Holy Grail.

What the El-Melloi family needs right now is a reputation that will shock everyone.

Therefore, Kayneth will definitely help more than anyone else in this Holy Grail War.

As a king who is familiar with the art of controlling his subordinates.

Seeing such loyal and passionate subjects who were eager to bring victory, he had no reason to refuse.

Kenneth panted excitedly and said, "So, you agree to this?!"

"Of course, with your assistance, Mr. Kenneth, I can also leave the rear area to you with peace of mind."

Moran said with a calm smile.

Kenneth's ability is unquestionable.

Britain's idea was that since the King was going to participate in the Holy Grail War, they would naturally offer all their strength.

But, Moran is at the forefront of the battle.

It is impossible for him to be responsible for both combat and logistics at the same time.

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Lorelai can lead her subordinates, but her communication skills are poor, and her personality is not well suited for logistical support.

Morgan is not familiar to the British top brass, and that won't work either.

Besides, she also wanted to go to the front line with Moran and have some fun.

The person who can hold this position must have a certain reputation and connections, and have excellent management and leadership skills.

So, Kenneth is just right.

"After that, wait until the archaeology department has thoroughly researched the main dates of the tomb and then report back to me."

Moran made some arrangements, but he was still a little concerned about the imitation mausoleum.

However, he didn't have time to investigate.

The Holy Grail War will begin in one week.

If Moran's prediction is correct, the reason for the creation of the stolen sarcophagus may be a mistake.

"Noyer, do you plan to go directly to the Holy Grail War, or do you plan to stay here?"

"Haha, which one should I choose~ I haven't seen Moran for a long time, and I also want to stay by your side and talk a lot..."

Noyer stared at Moran with burning eyes.

In the past, she would occasionally see that nostalgic memory, but it was only recently that she felt it became real.

There is a subtle feeling.

It seems like it was in the distant past.

The little girl who was secretly gazing at the fake priest in the coffee shop.

That kind of heart-pounding, burning feeling.

It made her more convinced of the authenticity of the man in front of her.

"Hey! How rude! Woman, you should know that the person in front of you is the supreme King of Britain!"

Mary stared at Noelle with hostility.

Her identity as a nun of the Holy Church, coupled with the other party's ambiguous attitude.

This made Mary a little unhappy.

This kind of unhappiness does not need any reason.

"Of course I know, but being a woman does give you some privileges. Little sister, you're still very young."

Noelle returned the look without showing any weakness.

Just like a battle sister welcoming an opponent's sword, she defends her territory with the weapon in her hand.

"I'm green?! I'm the next head of the Animusphia family, a celestial body specialist. You call me green? You church guys! I don't think you came to the king with good intentions!"

Mary was like a kitten with its fur blown off.

She hated it most when people picked on her age, and she had always tried her best to stay with Moran.

Got the only king who gave him affirmation.

She likes, is attached to, and loves.

So he would never tolerate anyone offending Moran.

The confrontation between the two women escalated again.

Noelle was also surprised when he heard her words.

The noble daughter of the Animusphia family had just seen Mari behaving like a maid and couldn't tell at all.

If you encounter an existence of this level in normal times.

She would probably avoid it.

But now, she doesn't want to back down.

Just because the man I like is here.

In addition, Noyer was disgusted by children who were so much younger than him and wielded power in front of him.

Although men like to show off in front of women, when multiple women face the same man they like, the competition is more intense and cruel.

Often, men are not allowed to intervene at this time.

Simply put, this is Shura Field.

“Now… ah…”

Moran could already smell a familiar scent.

He knew that this was unavoidable.

At least, before the Holy Grail War arrives, the two women may continue to maintain this attitude around him.

I feel a sense of hopelessness in life that I haven't felt in a long time.

However, this is also the bitterness of luxury.

The western part of the Ugly Country continent.

This city, located slightly north of Las Vegas, is surrounded by such a wonderful balance.

To the north, there are vast valleys reminiscent of the Grand Canyon; to the west, there are deep forests that are incompatible with the dry area; to the east, there are broad lakes; and to the south, there is a vast desert.

Even if there is no farmland, the city sitting in the center will become a heterogeneous existence and stand out compared to its surroundings when surrounded by such land on all sides.

This emerging city, striking a balance between nature and man-made products and looking to the future, may have received glowing reviews, but the reality is that this city oozes with a certain arrogance that is even greater than arrogance.

At the beginning of the 20th century, records showed that this place was a land with nothing but scattered indigenous peoples.

However, it began to develop rapidly about sixty years ago, and now, in the 21st century, it has transformed into a city with a population of 800,000.

This is the snowy city of Snowfield.

Pfft——! !

A dull sound like jelly exploding.

The sticky bloody juice stuck to my fingers.

Fishy and soft.

Anyone who saw it knew that it was the trace of human entrails splattered.

"'Since when... Fadius... have you betrayed the Magic Association... betrayed Britain!?'

Dark red blood flowed from the old man's mouth.

It looked like minced meat mixed with internal organs.

There was a hole in his chest, and the blood flowing out was staining the blue-black robe he was wearing even darker.

This is the forested outskirts that extend to the west of the city.

Looking through the slightly sparse trees, you can see the lights of the tall buildings on the other side.

A fierce fight between magicians takes place here.

"As expected of Mr. Langer. Oh no, maybe it's all thanks to Britain's Age of Gods magic? Even with your heart ripped out, you've managed to stay incapacitated. I'm truly impressed."

In front of the old man, there was another young man also wearing a black robe, holding a beating heart in his hand.

The young man and the old man are in a master-disciple relationship.

In the magic world, it is not uncommon for masters and apprentices to kill each other.

The old man's name is Langgel, a British magician affiliated with the Magic Association and MI5. This time he was sent to intervene in the Holy Grail War in Snowfield City.