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"Dude, you don't understand the subtlety of Chinese characters. This is the literal meaning."

"Got it, you haven't defeated the designated executor of the seal, right?"

This group spent a few days with the red-haired knight at the Clock Tower, and roughly figured out the situation there.

It belongs to one of the three major departments of an organization called the Magic Association.

The Magic Association, by its very nature, is an organization that does not discriminate based on nationality or school of thought, but rather unites people to study and teach magic.

In terms of their methods, they are a group of inhuman researchers.

Simply put, these researchers don't see the concept of human rights.

Everything is magic material.

If someone has special bloodline or constitution, possesses dilution ability, or violates taboos, the association will treat them as a "precious item" and "protect" them under the guise of "protection."

This allowed him to retain his magical properties and be passed down to future generations as a valuable sample.

Commonly known as the designated seal.

The red-haired knight's protection, though bestowed by the worldview of a planet or continent, is so comprehensive and complex that it is definitely worthy of being designated for sealing.

(Note: In the author's book, this refers to a blessing bestowed at the planetary or continental worldview level, not at the conceptual level or at the level of cosmic laws.)

But the thing is…

Every husband is not guilty, and he is guilty of his crime.

What if this scoundrel were Ultraman?

Magicians are mostly a group of cold-blooded and rational researchers, thus concluding that the costs and benefits are disproportionate.

They cancelled Reinhard's sealing assignment, but ordered him to leave Britain immediately.

Reinhard, on the other hand, chose to travel along the same route as Curaçao to Fuyuki...

"So that's it~"

From other perspectives, watching the red-haired knight with a sunny smile rescuing a woman who jumped into the sea from a ship on the ocean, people exclaimed, "It seems he's probably the strongest of the ten winners."

"Of course, otherwise why would he be second in Group A? Don't let his reliable appearance fool you, he's only nineteen. Hehe, he's still a minor in Japan."

"What? Only nineteen? No wonder he's Lai Aotian."

The nickname "Lai Aotian" has been bestowed upon him by Chinese netizens and has quickly gained widespread acceptance.

"Hiss, let me tell you, that battle was much bigger than the one you mentioned about the black-stockinged demon on the streets of New York."

My God! He sliced ​​three mountain peaks flat with a single sword strike, severed rivers that took a long time to heal, and I even felt he was holding back.

"Not necessarily. The scale of destruction is important, but the intensity is also important. You can survive a 3,000-degree fire that covers a city, but what about jumping into the center of a 100 million-degree nuclear explosion?"

"Does that mean their strength is low? I suspect one of the magicians is demigod-level, and Reinhard feels like... a setting from some magic book."

"Yes, magicians are really strong. The Clock Tower should be the strongest of the three major organizations of the Magic Association."

Only one of the twelve monarchs, along with several top magicians, could rival Leotian.

Holy crap, that astrophysics guy just pulled down an asteroid! Aren't they afraid of sinking London?

Furthermore, based on the information we've gathered from our wanderings over this period, the strongest ruler of the Clock Tower should be Barthezmello.

Next should be Monarch Brisisan (the designated monarch of the Sealing Department) and Monarch Balyeleta. (Orange Teacher, possibly the director's mother).

That monarch who made the move is probably unlikely to even make the top ten.

Some people countered: "I agree with your conclusion that the Clock Tower is the strongest of the three organizations, but it has been stated that the Clock Tower is a research institution."

There was even an aristocratic system; I don't know how those two were stitched together...

However, within the academic institution of the Clock Tower, becoming a monarch does not necessarily mean being the strongest; it may simply mean being born into a monarchical position or possessing strong academic abilities.

A monarch is like a department manager plus a professor; he is not necessarily the strongest.

On the contrary, the Seal Designation Department, as a military institution, probably has agents who are more powerful than most monarchs.

For example... the woman at the bow of the boat.

As Reinhard rescued the woman who jumped into the sea, a silver-haired woman dressed in a suit, playing the role of a butler, was working diligently in the shopping street café on the deck behind him.

Before long, you could see her heading to another store and running up and down the ten decks to deliver takeout.

I held at least seven part-time jobs.

A god-level working warrior!

There's absolutely no indication that he's an agent of that cruel organization that's supposed to be sealed away.

All we know so far is that it's codenamed Curaçao, and it's the name of a type of spirit.

However, he himself comes from the ancient Irish magical family "The Preservers of the Legacy," and is nicknamed "Human Weapon" because of his formidable fighting ability.

In the previous battle at the Clock Tower, it was she who directly confronted Reinhard, giving the magicians room to cast spells.

"Is this team the strongest one?"

"You can't say that, can you? It's not like it's a turn-based system of Master versus Master, Servant versus Servant, right?"

"But no matter what, they are the strongest contenders to win the Holy Grail, right?"

......

"So, your friend recommended you to participate?"

night.

Looking at the gradually emerging outline of the port, Reinhard asked.

"Yeah, she's a real beauty, but she's a clergy member of the Holy Church. You shouldn't... never mind, you're probably incapable of falling in love with anyone anyway."

The silver-haired woman, a cigarette dangling from her lips, sighed in the sea breeze, "Anyway, that guy told me that if I participate in this rural ceremony, as a descendant of the Red Branch Knights, I might be able to summon... well, a great man, a revered one."

She spoke vaguely, saying it was a rural ceremony, but she was clearly also careful to keep the information confidential.

But I'm clearly really looking forward to it.

Is she trying to summon the ancestors who brought her glory?

That's definitely something to look forward to....

However, the Red-Haired Knight was not one to disrespect others' privacy and did not investigate.

Even in his own world, where he possesses near-invincible, absolute power that transcends the mundane, he still firmly adheres to order and rules.

The thought of wanting to know what others are thinking can grant him the blessing of mind reading, but he has never had it even once.

It is precisely because they are aware of the terrifying power they possess that they need to abide by the rules.

Gentle and humble, upright, loyal, persistent, extremely kind, and a guardian of order...

"How boring, Reinhard. Let's part ways here..."

Curaçao pursed her lips, tossed away her cigarette butt, and strode forward: "Let's go. Once we're ashore, let's summon our Servants and then have a good get-together with Minagawa. It's been such a long time since we last saw each other."

she sighed.

Reinhard frowned slightly.

She had a vague sense of unease, but couldn't quite put her finger on it. According to what Curaçao said, her friend Minagawa Akane was just a gentle woman with a bit of a dark side.

......

early morning.

The sunlight was gentle, carrying a hint of warmth.

Under the shade of the trees at the mansion in the snow.

Yukinoshita gripped the bamboo sword in both hands, sensing something. Then, she opened her eyes, and the bamboo sword vanished.

The falling leaves seemed to freeze for a moment before shattering into pieces in the sudden shockwave, turning into countless fragments that drifted down from the sky.

"Seven swords..."

In front of the door.

The tall and slender Yukino Yukinoshita had a hint of wistfulness in her eyes.

Only with this body in her current state could she have clearly seen Yukinoshita Doku's sword strike.

It's already quite difficult to slice through more than ten fallen leaves in an instant with a bamboo knife, which is more like a bamboo stick than a knife.

How much more so if it were seven swords, could it be cleaved into 128 evenly distributed fragments?

In her world, she could already be called a sword saint or a great swordsman.

From the perspective of.

Many people also expressed their admiration.

"She's very strong, although she can't compare to other Masters."

"Why don't you compare her to a Servant? It's already confirmed that she wasn't granted Command Seals by the Holy Grail, so she's not a Master at all."

"Lancer was summoned last night, and the Berserker from Hachiman has also appeared. Now there's only the strongest Saber class left. I wonder who will win the battle."

"But everyone in this world is incredibly strong, right? I remember there was a female gym leader at Tiger Dojo who was ridiculously strong. Is she considered just average?"

"She's just an ordinary girl."

"But what about Tokisaki Kurumi, who's fourth in Group A? Why does her screen go black every night?"

"Don't even mention it, even schools often have black screens."

The group gradually dispersed.

Yukinoshita Dokuya went to school as usual, greeting the boys and girls and helping them with whatever he could.

Until....

"Being alone, you're actually quite afraid, aren't you?"

in consciousness.

"Pochi-chan suddenly asked."

"Huh? What are you afraid of?"

Yukinoshita smiled gently: "Ichiri-chan."

Boqi hesitated for a moment, then said weakly, "If you were me, you would definitely still be afraid of strangers and afraid of social interaction, right?"

after all......"

She has a happy family, and her parents love her very much.

Perhaps she was just lucky; her classmates never bullied her at school, and her severe social anxiety wasn't caused by anything she had acquired later in life.

It's because they're born this way; they're born this way.

So what about Yukinoshita Doku?

"Du, you've been forcing yourself, haven't you?"

Even those with social anxiety can be quite perceptive: "When you first meet a classmate, your body will unconsciously tense up a little."

She found it hard to believe...

Given her situation, how much willpower would it take for her to force herself to socialize like a normal person, or even a warm and friendly person?

"Yeah~"

Yukinoshita didn't offer any further explanation, but instead frankly admitted, "I was indeed very scared, but..."

She said to the Pochi in her mind, "This fear is unfounded, Pochi. Everyone here is a good person. We just have a disease."

"disease?"

Pochi was taken aback.

"Yes, illness, an illness that can be overcome with willpower, and one that is necessary, after all, I need to be the right partner."

Yukinoshita laughed to herself, then, thinking of Pochi's situation, she added, "Of course, this is only for me. Ichiri should just do what he thinks is best."

Is that so...?

Pochi felt something was wrong, yet it also felt right.