In Type-Moon, people create a magic family lineage

Meeting Lu Kang's astonished gaze, Weber chuckled, a hint of pride in his eyes: "Don't let my appearance fool you, I got full marks in all my theoretical courses. I've read even the most obscure books, not to mention the Luvist version of the Book of Law, which is hardly obscure. After his death, the book that the Celestial Sovereign found captivated countless people. Unfortunately, it seems that because Luvist is dead, no one has been able to recreate the mystery within the book."

"But I didn't expect that you would have Louis Vuitton's bloodline—speaking of which, apart from the surname, the pronunciation of your first name is quite similar to his. How come I never noticed before?"

Not only was he pleased, but he was also excited—Weber was dancing wildly in the still broken and chaotic place, stirring up the dust in the air even more violently.

Lu Kang suddenly had a strange feeling.

"You wouldn't happen to be a 'fan' of Luvis, would you?"

“To call him a fan is an insult!” Realizing he had gotten a little too excited, Weber coughed lightly, shook his shoulder-length hair, and said solemnly, “I am merely his follower in the mystical realm!”

"Although many people say he was the fiercest and most wicked man of that era, a mysterious maverick, I think he was more of a mysterious pioneer. Compared to those old-fashioned magicians who stuck to the rules, I think he represented the future path of magicians! He accomplished in one generation what countless magic families would take many people to achieve. Isn't that more representative than those old guys?"

Weber, who had just calmed down, became more and more agitated as he spoke.

Lu Kang, who never expected that just one simulation would turn his only friend in the Clock Tower into a fan, couldn't help but scratch the floor with his toes as he listened.

He was a little embarrassed.

but...

To change history.

This feeling is not bad.

I hope to have the chance to reunite with Anastasia.

Even better.

As Lu Kang thought this to himself, he couldn't help but smile.

very nice.

He thought to himself.

Chapter Thirty-Seven: The Contract of El-Melloi

Although it was called a 'simulation,' it was a genuine, firsthand experience that spanned a long period of time that Lu Kang could never simply describe as a game.

So even though he had expected it, he was still genuinely happy when he heard that he had truly changed the course of history.

Weber Velvet saw the smile on his face and said he understood.

However, it is clear that he misunderstood—

“Although Luvist is a genuine and very powerful figure, don’t get too excited.” Webber shook his head and said, “If you think about it that way, you’re still at most a second or third generation magician, and there’s not much difference compared to before.”

He's still just an ordinary magician like himself.

Weber silently recited it in his mind.

"What does it matter?" Lu Kang blinked. "As long as you're good enough, that's all that matters, isn't it?"

"The more powerful it is, the more ancient it is!"

Seeing Lu Kang's expression, Weber finally nodded with relief. He calmed down from the excitement of hearing the news about his 'idol' and said, "No matter what, since you have awakened this bloodline and imprint, it means that there are infinite possibilities for the future."

"Congratulations in advance, Lu Kang!"

"What?" Faced with Weber's seemingly sincere congratulations, Lu Kang shrugged and said, "Are you putting on this act to try and get back the money you paid for the meal earlier?"

"I have no money, don't even think about it!"

Webber Velvet was left speechless, unsure whether to laugh or cry.

"Alright." He slowly stood up and looked around at the mess. The broken walls not only had dark cracks spreading like spider webs, but also a mysterious aura of destruction.

This is Lu Kang's residence, and also the magic workshop he created by pouring all his living expenses into it. Normally, students of the Clock Tower would not build their magic workshops in their student dormitories, but would choose a more suitable place, preferably one where the earth's ley line magic converges.

Unfortunately, Lu Kang didn't have the money to buy those expensive residences in London, so this was the only place he owned.

But now even this magic workshop is broken.

"It looks like you probably won't be able to go to class today. I'll ask the lecturer for leave on your behalf."

Weber came over early in the morning to wake up Lu Kang so they could go to class together.

"Huh? Oh, class... Go on, go on!"

Lu Kang nodded as if he had just come to his senses.

He almost forgot he had class.

but...

"Anyway, I'll just be sleeping if I go, so it doesn't matter whether I go or not." The boy with brown eyes yawned, a look of weariness appearing in his eyes.

"Phew... I really don't know how you can still awaken your magic circuits and magic mark a second time..." Waver couldn't help but mutter.

Lu Kang, still sitting amidst the mess, glanced at him. In the sunlight, his eyes seemed to hold a glimmer of starlight.

He said, "That's because you can't dream!"

"So what if you can sleep in late?" Weber was somewhat amused and stopped arguing. Instead, he carefully stepped around the scattered shards of glass and the remains of furniture and equipment, heading towards the dormitory door.

However, just as he was about to touch the door, he suddenly stopped.

Weber then turned to look at Lu Kang, whose face was full of slack: "Oh, right."

"Just a heads up, don't tell anyone else that you've awakened a Magic Crest for now."

"Although the Mage's Association and the Church have both lifted their warrants for his arrest since Luvist's death, you should know that the man who was the most vicious and evil had offended people all over the European mystical world... Once the fact that you are his bloodline descendant is exposed, you may face a sealing order!"

Weber spoke these words with utmost seriousness.

After saying his last words, he didn't care whether Lu Kang heard him or not, and hurriedly strode out, closing the door behind him.

The automatic locking valve clicked as it closed automatically.

Lu Kang, the only one left in the room, tilted his head and squinted. He thought to himself that this Weber really was like a girl, not only in appearance but also in personality, so fussy and nagging... He leaned back in his chair, and with a thud, his raised foot landed on the seat where Weber had just been sitting. He looked up at the window behind him, where the sunlight outside was bright and clear, and the sky was a clear blue.

Without Weber saying it, Lu Kang, as 'Luvist' himself, certainly knew exactly how many people he had offended.

Even though time has passed.

Several decades have now passed since the first half of the 20th century when 'Louis' was active.

Those who were his enemies either grew old or died, and with the passing of the name Luvist, the hatred that was not so intense to begin with vanished.

But there will always be people who hold grudges in this world.

Or perhaps they are obsessed with the orthodox and mysterious, and are determined to cleanse the mind of magic.

Lu Kang was very clear about this.

After all, during the final period of his 76-year life in The Sims, some magicians and church members were still searching for him all over the world.

Among them were monarchs of clock towers.

And members of the church's burial agency.

Given their methods, if I wanted to continue operating in the mysterious realm, I would inevitably be exposed.

Lu Kang had already taken precautions against this.

As a magician,

He always tries his best not to do anything he's not prepared for.

So he took out a piece of paper with a mysterious attachment from his pocket.

A sentence was written on it.

Then, using the magic of communication...

He sent it out.

Send it to the El-Melloi family mansion!

Since it can't be hidden...

Then let's just...

I'm not hiding anymore!

...

“He is the embodiment of evil, the rebel against all things. His presence among men is blasphemy against the Way. How can our Lord tolerate such heresy? All things in the world should punish him, just as they would their devotion to the Father—”

A deep, magnetic voice echoed in the elegantly decorated room, exuding an ancient aristocratic air. The windows were closed, and heavy crimson gauze curtains blocked out the bright sunlight. There was no electronic lighting in the room, only a single candle placed on a round table in the center.

The flickering blue candlelight enveloped the reader in a cool, tranquil atmosphere.

A man with a slicked-back hairstyle, his brilliant blond hair neatly combed, wearing a dark robe, tall and imposing, with sharp features and a slightly arrogant air, sat on the sofa, holding a book in one hand.

His voice rose and fell as he read the book, but his expression, which had seemed extremely solemn just a moment ago, suddenly turned into a sneer.

"The Book of Revelation, written in 1969 by the then-Cardinal Cardinal... is nothing but utter nonsense!"

"If everything was created by the Lord, then why do we need to preserve the mysteries of the past?"

Kenneth El-Melloi Archibald threw the book he was holding to the ground.

I casually moved my legs...and stepped on it a couple of times!

Kenneth, as the monarch of the Clock Tower's Mineral Division, has always looked down on the Church. Even though the Church and the Mage's Association temporarily stopped fighting each other after World War II, their ideological differences destined them to be incompatible.

On this day, however, his disdainful attitude was not merely due to the ideological conflict between the church and the magician.

And also because of the content recorded in this book...

Luca Luvist.

That was a genius who rose from the common people, a talent that even his grandfather, the previous monarch El-Melloi, who had passed away many years ago, had to acknowledge!

It is said that his grandfather had negotiated with the other party when he was young, and even made an agreement with them.

Of course, the reason he was reading this book of Revelation from the church here was not entirely because of his grandfather.

It was because of the dream he had.

Kenneth, who is both the head of the Minerals Department and a Level 1 Instructor in the Séance Department, possesses extraordinary expertise in the field of séance and firmly believes that dreams are prophecies given to us by our souls...

He dreamt of a scene from his childhood, where he read the Book of Law with his grandfather.

And that Book of Laws was the version written by Luvist—

So he planned to read the Book of Law again after he woke up.

Unexpectedly, he found a record about Luvis in another book of church revelation.

Between reading it casually and then tossing it aside.

Kenneth rose leisurely.

But the next second, he suddenly stopped.

His gaze fell upon the round table in front of him. Under the dim blue candlelight, a piece of paper, which had appeared out of nowhere, was laid out and clearly displayed several lines of writing.

'The Contract of El-Melloi'

'To Lucon Luvist,'

Chapter Thirty-Eight: I Bless Myself

It's noon.

Inside the still-chaotic student dormitory room at the Clock Tower, dust motes flickered in the air like fireflies. After waiting for a moment, Lu Kang finally received the 'letter' he had just sent out using magic...

'The El-Melloi residence awaits your arrival.'

The paper slowly unfolded in his hand, the elegant handwriting outlining clear ancient English phrases. Lu Kang thought to himself that this Lord El-Melloi was indeed a typical nobleman, constantly displaying his identity as a descendant of an ancient noble lineage—just like his grandfather, the previous Lord El-Melloi.

Lu Kang subconsciously pictured an elderly man with a tall, aristocratic air about him.

That was during his later years as 'Lucon Luvist,' the reigning monarch of that generation of the Clock Tower.

A classical magician located at the top of the clock tower.

El-Melloi, a monarch who adhered to classical mystical rules, set foot on the Far East in the spring of 1963. He met Lucan on the streets of Fuyuki City, intending to vindicate mysticism and eliminate Lucan, this mystical heretic.

but--

He was 'persuaded' by Lu Kang.