What?! My anime figurines have all come true!

"Sigh... It's good that you know. I think you should also understand the reasons behind this."

Cassandra sighed and slowly turned around.

"Yes, once there's a precedent of using black magic to attack ordinary people, then black magic (superpower) crimes will increase. It's precisely because no one breaks this rule, and violators are severely punished, that large-scale superpower crimes haven't occurred..."

Although Eiffella wasn't exactly a top student in the Dark Arts Society, she still knew the essentials.

All I can say is that in France...

No, even in Paris alone, the crime rate among ordinary people is already extremely high. Even though Paris is still touted as the city of romance in the international tourism industry, it has actually reached the point of being a notorious city (a city of excrement, urine, and robbery).

The situation was already unbearable to watch. If we add superpowered crimes to it, some rule-bound individuals will also start causing trouble. Then all sorts of non-governmental organizations could start a massive free-for-all in France!

"That was a good answer. Don't make the same mistake again."

Cassandra nodded.

Sometimes she really envied China, where most people knew what was right and wrong. Even some extraordinary individuals with a strong sense of ownership usually lived in seclusion in the city.

Unlike the new generation of French people who are always thinking about making big news, even when the government announced the establishment of an academy for extraordinary individuals for unified management, a large number of people still took to the streets to protest.

Are you superhumans who are protesting like this?

New generation of French people: I don't care! Whether I'm a superhuman or not, I'm going to protest! (Holding up a banner)

After educating Efila, Cassandra went downstairs to meet her deputy and gave Carl a sum of money in her own name for medical expenses and shop repairs.

"Thank you for your generosity, madam!"

Although he didn't know Cassandra, Karl immediately became humble when his daughter told him that she was a professor at the school. He had been beaming in front of the media.

Cassandra simply nodded in response and left with her deputy.

"Father, are you alright? Do you need me to go to the hospital with you?"

After Cassandra's convoy left, Eiffela, who had come downstairs, quickly went to Karl's side.

"I'm fine, darling, it's just a minor injury."

Whether out of shame or for some other reason, he did not mention his earlier outburst against the 'thugs' in front of the media.

However, what he didn't know was...

The first domino has already started to fall.

…………

Time quickly passed and it was late at night.

Completely lost, Cassandra sought out prophets through her past connections but could not find the Black Queen's location, as if she were being shielded by something.

François: Although it can't compare to Merlin's illusions, it's more than enough to block prophecies!

The Black Queen gradually calmed down from her initial anxiety and would occasionally glance curiously at the grid-like imaginary space, thinking that as long as she didn't delve too deeply, everything would be fine.

After all, François didn't stop her from doing this now, just like he did at the beginning...

Is it possible that François's attention is currently focused entirely on finding the Holy Grail system, and he is temporarily unable to pay attention to her situation?

Fortunately, before the 'bad thing' happened, François found the Holy Grail system in the imaginary space first.

"I found it!"

François looked up, sweating profusely, his face filled with undisguised ecstasy. Before the Black Queen could even ask a question, he raised his hands and shouted.

"Connect this world, Holy Grail!"

Buzz——————

In that instant, all the superhumans in the Paris area sensed it. The weaker superhumans only felt a strange buzzing in their ears, as if something was cheering and jumping for joy, while the powerful superhumans felt their feet suddenly sink into the void, and their bodies were suspended in mid-air!

The only source of light was beneath him.

"This is……!"

Back at the mansion, Cassandra stared in astonishment at the massive network beneath her. With her extensive knowledge, she immediately recognized it as the underground network of Paris, also known as the spiritual veins, something intimately connected to the city and even the nation.

Shouldn't this be a tranquil river?

But at this moment, the city's spiritual veins/dragon veins are beating like a heart, as if praising the greatness of life!

"What's this……"

At the same time, just as Eiffila was about to go to sleep, she suddenly felt a sharp pain on the back of her hand, and then discovered a mysterious, blood-red mark on the back of her right hand.

Chapter 273 The Girl Chosen by the Holy Grail

However, this strange phenomenon came quickly and went quickly.

Before Cassandra and the other superhumans could even process what had happened, the feeling of being grounded quickly returned, and the environment before them returned to normal, as if what had just happened was just an illusion.

Of course, don't they know in their hearts whether it's a hallucination or not?

"Andetowa!"

Although Cassandra knew her own limitations as a misguided student—she was merely too deeply versed in forbidden dark magic and had no moral boundaries—her overall strength was just so-so.

But unfortunately, this happened on her second day in Paris. Even if the Black Queen's power is not enough to use a powerful magic that can affect a city, it is definitely related to her!

But given that guy's personality...

Are they planning to use the entire population of Paris as a sacrifice?

Thinking of this, Cassandra was instantly wide awake. She rolled out of bed, disregarding any notion of elegance, quickly changed her clothes, and went out to find her deputy.

Meanwhile, other high-level superhumans who had also glimpsed the Parisian veins also sprang into action. After discovering that others (superhumans) had also seen those veins, they all approached the French authorities, eager to find out what was going on.

French official response: How the hell should I know!

These officials were about to get a good night's sleep when they were woken up by a series of phone calls. If the people on the other end hadn't been superhumans, they would have been cursing them out long ago.

What other Parisian spirit is shining through?

Who would understand this?

Fortunately, Cassandra intervened in time and persuaded the superhumans who were feeling uneasy to return home, thus preventing the conflict from escalating further.

Meanwhile, François, the instigator, was on the second floor of the restaurant in the center of the spiritual vein, explaining to the Black Queen the mysterious patterns that had appeared on her body.

"Is this proof that I've been chosen by the Holy Grail?"

The Black Queen gently touched her chest. Below her collarbone, near the cleavage, a red holy mark resembling a staff was faintly glowing. Three U-shaped crescents were superimposed on it, representing three opportunities to issue a forced 'command'.

"Yes, that's it! This is a Command Seal! You can think of it as a concentrated crystal of a large amount of magical energy. By releasing the magical energy within, you can force commands or strengthen Servants! Once you've used up all three chances, it's no different from being eliminated from a game!"

François held a parfait, eating as he explained to the Black Queen. Judging from the sweat stains on his head and the somewhat disheveled hair, it was clear that the work of connecting the Holy Grail was not as simple as it seemed.

"But looking at your Command Seals, it seems that the highest compatibility is with the Caster class! Haha, but thinking about it, it makes sense. You are a dark mage and a descendant of Gilles, so it's normal that you have a high compatibility with the Caster class."

"So... I can only summon Caster-class Servants during this ritual?"

The Black Queen raised an eyebrow upon hearing this.

Although she doesn't quite understand the Servant settings, she'll understand them more easily when it comes to games. It's just a matter of character classes. These seven Servants have different classes, and there may be some kind of strengths and weaknesses between them.

The Black Queen's guess is both right and wrong. There are indeed counter relationships in the game, but in reality, the top three rider classes have the strongest direct combat power, while the rest are relatively weaker.

However, the most important thing is what you summon.

After all, even the Berserker version of Heracles could easily defeat a regular Upper Three Rider Servant.

"That's not absolute. The formation of Command Seals is often related to the Master's [essence]. It's just that the probability of summoning this type of Servant is higher."

François waved the spoon in his hand.

As for why the Black Queen's Command Seals weren't on the back of her hand, but rather on her chest...

Eiki Shiki/Nitocris: (Death Stare)

Command Seals: Do you think I'd dare land in those two places?!

"Okay... does that mean we've started the Holy Grail ritual? Or are there other steps? Or are we going to start summoning Servants now?!"

The Black Queen was somewhat impatient, even overly excited, as this was the first time she was to undergo such a grand ceremony, which seemed to appear only in myths and epics.

"Don't rush, Lady Andrograph. Summoning Servants can be done slowly. Although I highly recommend summoning Gillespie... the most important thing is who you want to summon to be your ally."

"Furthermore, the chosen ones for the Holy Grail ritual haven't been selected yet. The ritual will only officially begin once everyone is present and has summoned their Servants."

François's words dampened the Black Queen's spirits.

"...So, who else besides me has been chosen by the Holy Grail?"

Upon hearing this, François paused slightly, holding his spoon as if searching for something, before replying, "Besides you, there's another little girl... Oh my! She actually obtained a Command Seal the instant the Holy Grail was connected! This little girl is amazing!"

Upon hearing this, the Black Queen frowned slightly. Her instinct was to eliminate the other party, but considering that the Holy Grail ritual had not yet begun and that killing the other chosen ones in advance might cause the ritual to fail, she suppressed this thought.

Meanwhile, completely unaware that she was being targeted, Efila was still examining the strange holy marks on her hands by the bedside, because no matter how she tried to wipe them off, she couldn't get them off.

Even if she tried to use her mental power to probe inside, she only experienced the pain of hitting a wall.

"What on earth is this thing...?"

After half a day of fruitless research, Efila had no choice but to lie down and go to sleep, planning to go to the school the next day to ask Professor Cassandra about the mysterious mark.

However, what Efila didn't expect was...

The professor was not at school the next day; he seemed to be busy with something and had taken several days off.

According to my classmates, it seems they were recruited by the authorities to carry out some secret mission.

"What a coincidence! What am I going to do with this thing (Command Seal) in my hand...?"

Helpless, Efila could only bandage the mark on her hand and pretend to be injured. Anyway, everyone knew that her house had been attacked by 'thugs' yesterday, so no one would suspect that she was injured.

She didn't know whether she could trust the other professors, and she didn't dare to ask them about the markings, which resulted in Eiffel spending almost the entire day at school doing almost nothing.

Moreover, she searched for a long time in the library of the Black Magic Society but found no information about this mysterious mark, and left the school dejectedly at dusk.

However, when Eiffela returned home, she suddenly discovered that the store's door had been forcibly demolished and everything inside had been smashed.

Familiar cries of pain, along with a group of people cursing and beating sounds, could be heard coming from upstairs.

"Father!"

【Efira Lim】

Chapter 274 The Executioner—Charles Henry Sanson

Upon reaching the second floor, Eiffela was greeted by her father lying on the ground, his life hanging in the balance, and a group of young people dressed just like the 'thugs' from yesterday.

Although they only had wooden sticks and crowbars, those were deadly weapons even to ordinary people, so in Eiffila's eyes, her father had already been 'murdered'.

"No----!!!!"

In that instant, all reason and rules were thrown to the back of Aifila's mind. Her magic surged forth, causing her clothes to make a rustling sound.

She planned to use the most vicious black magic to curse and kill all these 'murderers' in front of her!

However, blinded by rage, she did not notice the person hiding in the corner of the room. As a result, she was ambushed the moment she took two steps to cast a spell, and was punched in her most vulnerable abdomen.

"Waaaaah—!"

The excruciating abdominal pain, coupled with the backlash from the interruption of her magic, caused her to instantly lose control of her body. She then collapsed heavily to the ground, tears and snot streaming uncontrollably from her eyes.

“Madam…this is just a personal grudge. If you have to blame someone, blame your father for saying such hurtful things in public.”

The man didn't kill her completely; instead, he whispered something in her ear.

In reality, many of them were just doing things for money and didn't really have any opinions. They were also fully aware of the losses and damages caused during the 'protests'.

They have lost count of the victims like Karl, but in the past, due to pressure, those victims would not say anything harsh in front of reporters, at most complaining about why the French authorities were not doing anything.

So they pretended it never happened and told the members who had committed the offense to avoid the victim during the next 'protest'. But unexpectedly, Carl went on camera and passionately berated them, making them look worthless.

This has now become a 'personal feud'.

"asshole……"

Because of her high level of education and excellent manners, Eiffela couldn't bring herself to utter any profanities. She could only forcefully resist her body's instinctive spasmodic reaction and glare fiercely at the person next to her...

Air?