In Type-Moon, people create a magic family lineage

"What difference does it make whether I accept it or not?" Lu Kang said indifferently.

The sunlight was at its peak at this moment, but it was gradually setting in the west. The sun at two o'clock in the afternoon was no longer as hot and intense as at noon, but the falling light still made my eyes feel hot.

The boy had a relaxed expression on his face, carefree and unrestrained, as if the world-weary look he had just experienced had nothing to do with him.

Lu Kang said, "Anyway, they'll all end up fighting—whether it's Barthezello or something else."

He is certainly not as good as he was in his prime in The Sims.

But as long as it's not a genuine Clock Tower Grand Rank magician coming to his door, he has nothing to worry about.

Even the Grand Magician.

He can also fight against it for a short time.

Self-preservation is not the problem—the only thing lacking is the accumulation of magic.

“You’re really reckless, just like that ‘Louis’!” Kenneth tidied his slightly messy blond hair that had been blown by the wind.

Lu Kang didn't respond further. Instead, as the temple magic covering his clothes slowly dissipated and the flowing light faded, he turned and walked towards the courtyard gate with a trail of arcing light: "Now that those guys are gone, let's not just stand outside—"

Kenneth raised an eyebrow.

Does this guy think his mansion is his own territory?

The head of the ore department was somewhat speechless, but he still followed—even though this was clearly his workshop, it felt more like Lu Kang was leading him inside.

After the departure of the Law and Politics Department's 'wild dogs,' the El-Melloi mansion had long since returned to peace. The mystery had receded like the tide, revealing its original appearance. Lu Kang and Kenneth once again stepped through the iron gate, passing through the swaying grass and trees in the courtyard, and walked towards that low-key yet ancient mansion.

Kenneth said as he walked, "How dare a mere commoner provoke Barthemello? Should I say you're either incredibly audacious or courting death?"

Do you think I'm going to die?

Lu Kang, who hadn't stopped walking, glanced sideways at Kenneth, who was walking alongside him.

Kenneth stood with his hands behind his back, the sunlight casting dappled shadows across his face, and as they spoke, they simultaneously entered the mansion's long corridor.

The clock tower lecturer, dressed in a dark robe, smiled.

He said, "No."

“Even just because of the name Luvist, there are some families within the Clock Tower who will keep you alive—but they will also be happy for you to suffer.”

"Me too."

That's what he said, but Kenneth was actually quite satisfied with Lu Kang's performance just now. He was pleased with Lu Kang's composure and humility in the face of Barthez's offer of recruitment. If he were in Lu Kang's position, he might not have been able to refuse so decisively...

That's Barthezmero.

It is the oldest family in the clock tower.

Barthezmello holds a position second only to the head of the Heritage Department and the dean of the Clock Tower!

The two people who had just been in the hall sat down again.

The light from the glass chandelier poured forth once more.

Kenneth leaned back in his chair and continued, "Of course, if you wish to seek further asylum, I would gladly accept—"

"You're not going to follow Barthez's example and make me your 'adopted brother,' are you?" Lu Kang shrugged, speechless.

Kenneth picked up the coffee on the table, took a sip, then frowned slightly and put it down. Immediately, a maid came forward and replaced the coffee in the shadows of a corner of the room where it was not illuminated by the light.

Looking at the unfamiliar face of the maid, clearly different from the one who had led him into the room, Lu Kang couldn't help but sigh at the wickedness of the nobility...

Kenneth continued, "I have no interest in having another 'adopted brother' who is not related to me by blood."

"But—you could consider marrying into the family."

Bringing in a wife?

Lu Kang suddenly had a bad feeling...

“Although your bloodline has only been in existence for two or three generations and has only continued for a few decades, we have never been stingy in recruiting talented commoners.” Kenneth explained, “Of course, even if you marry into my family, it won’t be as if you marry into my family. I’ve heard that there is a talented girl in another branch under El-Melloi’s command—she is the only child of that branch, so in terms of relationship, she should be my niece.”

"If you marry her, you can inherit that title and become a head of the family in your own right... You can preserve the magic crest on your own and also build a powerful force."

"Why not?" Kenneth's words were quite tempting. It was clear that after experiencing Barthemello's display of power, he had truly come to value Lu Kang—not just the name 'Luvist,' but Lu Kang himself!

As he said, even the most stubborn aristocracy would not hesitate to recruit geniuses from the common people.

Even mystery needs a fresh infusion of ideas.

Otherwise, they would have been lost to the vastness of time long ago!

"Excuse my bluntness," Lu Kang said, raising his hand. "The only girl you're talking about, you wouldn't happen to be named 'Reines,' would you?"

Kenneth frowned: "It seems so?"

"I never keep such things in mind, nor are they worth keeping in mind!"

Lu Kang was even more speechless.

He certainly remembered the girl named 'Reines,' because she was also a character from the Moon World series... a girl who inherited El-Melloi's name after Kenneth's death.

But if he remembers correctly

At this point in 1993, Reines was only four or five years old!

That's fucking a crime!

He wanted to refuse without hesitation...

“Don’t rush to refuse. We can discuss this later,” Kenneth interrupted Lu Kang’s turbulent thoughts.

He picked up the freshly ground coffee that the maid had brought back and said slowly, "Anyway, you have plenty of time ahead of you. You can stay in this mansion and think things through."

"According to the El-Melloi Pact, everything here, except for the hidden places, will be open to you."

"The guest rooms are on the second floor, and the library is on the third floor."

Kenneth rose leisurely: "Oh, by the way, you should also be thankful for something—"

"That means you came alone today, without bringing along that arrogant and incompetent Mr. Weber Velvet, who only knows how to talk big."

"Otherwise, I will definitely kick you out!"

As Kenneth said this, he pointed to Lu Kang's pocket.

Lu Kang finally realized that he seemed to have forgotten something...

He pulled a square phone out of his pocket.

The communication remained connected.

Weber had overheard everything he had just made—

"Hello?" Lu Kang put it to his ear.

—That Lu Kang guy... he actually went and sided with that damn lemon-headed guy? And that lemon-headed guy is even mocking me behind my back!?

Weber, on the other end of the phone, was still downstairs in the Clock Tower student dormitory, looking aggressive and about to press for answers.

But Lu Kang's first words left him speechless.

"The phone bill is £500, you're welcome."

"Are you robbing me?"

Weber, who was standing downstairs in the student dormitory, jumped up and forgot what he was about to say!

Chapter 44 Hier

Although he was taken aback by Lu Kang's words, Weber quickly remembered what he wanted to say—but after a barrage of words, he finally understood Lu Kang's situation and choice.

"You... if you need any help, just contact me by phone. Although I may not have much influence, I will try my best to do what I can."

"Of course, there's one very, very important thing—don't come looking for me again anytime soon. You're a top-tier dangerous individual now, and I don't want to get involved with you!"

Weber left with these final words and then hung up the phone.

Inside El-Melloi's mansion, Lu Kang stroked his chin, thinking to himself that this guy clearly wanted him to stay in a safe place and not wander off, yet he was pretending to be someone who didn't want to be implicated...

"What a stubborn tsundere!" Lu Kang remarked.

"Arrogant?" Kenneth, who had stood up, glanced at him.

Lu Kang remembered that this was England, and that 'arrogance' had not yet appeared in this era, so he explained, "It means saying one thing and meaning another."

Kenneth understood slightly, but Lu Kang's next words made the Lord of El-Melloi's face darken slightly.

Lu Kang said, "It's similar to your situation."

"They truly are worthy of being called 'teacher and student'."

"But I still want to say that it's pretty disgusting for men to be arrogant!" he repeated his favorite phrase.

“But don’t forget, you are also my student—a member of the Spellcasting Department’s large classroom.” The first-level lecturer of the Spellcasting Department raised his head proudly, no longer dwelling on the topic: “However, that arrogant brat is quite right.”

"Compared to a worthy opponent like Barthemello, those brats who secretly covet the power of 'Louis' are the real trouble."

"You will stay in this mansion for the next few days."

"By the way..."

“I’ll introduce you to my ‘niece’—”

"Forget it, I can't accept that!" Lu Kang replied instantly.

Kenneth touched his lips and couldn't help but grin.

“That’s settled then!” he said. “I have an appointment, so I won’t keep you company any longer—you can just tell the servants at the manor if you need anything, Mr. Luvist.”

"Please help yourself!"

As Kenneth strode away, his steps seemingly elegant but actually carrying a hint of haste... Lu Kang's ears twitched slightly, as if he heard a series of faint conversations.

'Sora, have you arrived yet?'

"Sorry, there was a small unexpected situation here, but it's been resolved now, and I'll be there soon."

Don't worry, I've got it covered—

Kenneth, who was just a wall away, left the mansion while making a phone call, his tone carrying a hint of ingratiation.

Unfortunately, the voice on the other end of the phone seemed a little impatient.

Sora Nazele Sofiali.

Head of the Conjuring Department, another monarch within the Clock Tower, and daughter of Rufreus Nazele Euriffis.

Kenneth's fiancée.

The woman he deeply loved—a woman he loved unconditionally.

“Such a normal person…why did he choose to be a simp?” Lu Kang, who had been eavesdropping the whole time, sighed.

His voice echoed loudly throughout the hall, and the young maid standing motionless in the corner bowed, not daring to respond.

Lu Kang ignored her and slowly got up.

Kenneth just said that.

There's a library on the third floor, right?

He didn't really care where he was, and he wasn't afraid of any King Yama or any little devils. However, when he heard Kenneth's words, he was somewhat caught up in his professional habit—he was eager to try out the library on the third floor.

And he was actually quite curious.

In this 'future era,' what will be the exact evaluation of oneself?

Judging from the current situation, it seems that he is not suited to leave the Clock Tower's sphere of influence in the short term.

He had not forgotten the threat from the greatest power in another world, outside the Clock Tower.

Although Lu Kang was confident and looked forward to reuniting with Anastasia in the modern world, he was not arrogant.

He can use the forces within the Clock Tower to his advantage.

Faced with external forces,

He, however, needs to be more fully prepared.

Furthermore, he never intended to retrieve Academy City's storage so quickly from the beginning. He missed one Holy Grail War in the simulation, and Academy City, in a sense, was his preparation for participating in the Holy Grail War in this real world later.

In addition, although the next simulation will still require piecing together the dream fragments again, given that it has already succeeded once, this time will not be long, only requiring a three-day cooldown.