He was imprisoned in Nibelungen for a thousand years, only to find out upon his release that he was

Fadius knew perfectly well what was going on in his heart.

The fact that this counterfeit Holy Grail War has been able to continue to this day is inseparable from the strong support behind the scenes from the officials of the Pentagon and Capitol Hill.

The city of Snowfield was relocated using various preferential policies, a vast amount of materials were used to build a barrier covering the entire city, components were added to the construction projects to facilitate the implication of magic, a familiar detection mechanism with a modern monitoring network was installed, and a large number of departmental personnel were deployed...

The cost of each and every item is beyond what a single magic family could afford.

Dioran isn't a family that has been around for a long time; its heritage is truly lacking.

Rather, it's more accurate to say that no nation in America has a long-standing tradition; even counting from the very beginning of its founding, it's only been a few hundred years at most. It doesn't even cross the threshold of a thousand years.

These people, if placed near the Clock Tower in London, could even be considered part of the "commoner" class.

Since we lack the necessary resources, we'll make up for it with money.

The local magic families used their connections at the highest levels of the government to co-organize this Holy Grail War and devise numerous control plans...

As a result, you leaders are now telling me:

This project needs to be put on hold for now. There's a more important Kassel College project that's going to get involved, and we're going to treat it as a major undertaking.

Let's leave the Holy Grail War project at that for now. Its priority has been lowered, the extent of the new policy support is still under discussion, and funding will be put on hold for a few days...

Although I know that Snowfield City is becoming increasingly chaotic, with a gathering of shady characters, frequent incidents, and a breakdown in regulation, please try your best to maintain your reputation first! Don't always think about relying on US dollars whenever something happens!

"What the hell!"

Fadius sometimes really wanted to flip the table in anger; wasn't this just bullying an honest person?

After taking a few deep breaths, he calmed down and looked at the dark pattern on the back of his hand. It was his Command Seal, corresponding to the Assassin Servant he had already summoned, "Hassan of the Shadows".

Fadius pondered quietly.

Due to the incompleteness of the system, this counterfeit Holy Grail War could only summon six Servants other than the Saber class at the beginning.

Using these six Servants as catalysts, the ley line environment is guided to further change towards the Fuyuki environment, transforming the "fake" into the "real" and thus truly beginning the Holy Grail War, once again creating the conditions to summon seven Servants.

In other words, there are a total of six "pseudo" Servant factions and seven "true" Servant factions.

But this isn't a seven-on-seven Holy Grail War; it's essentially a free-for-all involving 13 Servants.

Fadius's successful summoning of "Hassan the Assassin" on top of his existing "Assassin fanatics" signifies a phased success in the Holy Grail War.

There is absolutely no way he would give up here.

With a tremor, he pulled out the intelligence he had just jotted down, from Director Orlando.

"Kassel College...is there a problem with its board of directors? Is it related to mixed-race individuals?"

Fadius suddenly stood up. "Edra."

"Yes, Mr. Dioran?"

"Summon the intelligence department and mobilize them immediately! I need to find the recent entry and exit records of 'hybrids' in Snowfield City, no, in the entire America!"

……

Let's go back to before today.

America, Washington, D.C., a cabin in the woods hidden by a secret barrier.

Beryl, dressed in a stylish men's outfit, wiped the blood splattered on his face and smiled frivolously. "So, why didn't you just give in sooner? Why did I have to go through all this trouble to come knocking on your door?"

He skillfully unleashed his spell, and in the blink of an eye, he had scattered the corpses at his feet into pieces.

"You are... that fairy-hybrid? The werewolf from the Clock Tower?"

"Oh my, America isn't all ignorant after all; someone actually knows me?"

Beryl smiled. "That makes things easier. Come on, as my employer instructed, present your government with a generous gift!"

"Having killed so many people, they still dare to offer generous gifts... Hmph, generous gift crab!"

"You're welcome, really."

Beryl chuckled and waved his hand. "The gifts are nothing more than a set of knowledge passed down for thousands of years, some precious magical artifacts from the Spirit Tomb, and the full support of the Atlas Academy's alchemy... That's all!"

"Huh?"

……

Several hours later, the smell of blood dissipated, and a group of America's top officials resumed their meeting.

"Are we really going to open an academy as they request?"

"Why not? The Clock Tower is already rotten and decaying, and even Britain itself has lost its former glory. Overwhelming the other side and no longer having to depend on the Clock Tower is exactly what everyone wants."

"Excellent! Make America great again!"

"Where is the academy located? I see they've included quite a few astronomical facilities."

"The sooner the better, and the closer the location, the better. While they are all focused on the Holy Grail War, let's choose a place in Washington, D.C., with an observatory, and convenient for direct military and political control!"

"Then let's go to American University. It has the Vice President's residence and is next to the USNO (U.S. Naval Observatory)."

How should the college be named?

"I remember that the Kassel family supported its construction. How about we requisition the building they donated and temporarily name it Kassel College?"

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"Okay, let's leave it at that for now!"

In fact, the naming issue was something that America's top executives would have argued about for a long time.

Because of the country's naming conventions for various buildings and institutions, they tend to use real names.

You want to name it after your family, and I want to name it after our family too!

However, with the Kassel family already holding a position, they stopped worrying. Either everyone has a chance, or nobody uses it.

"But... is this okay?"

A voice of doubt and concern arose: "Is that mysterious school board member who supported us just going to let things slide like this? Doesn't he expect anything from us?"

The mysterious school board member is also Beryl's employer.

He generously gifted America a wealth of valuable magical heritage materials, additional facilities, and magical artifact materials that were difficult to purchase on the market—most of which came from the Spirit Tomb Albion.

In addition, the Alchemy Institute of Atlas provides full support; as long as that small contract is used, the Institute will immediately send people to do the work.

Our services are not limited to customizing various advanced computing equipment and providing technical support.

America's top executives were envious after reading the long list of freebies. They had only managed to snag a few scraps of Atlas Institute support for their Area 51 project, "Laplace's Computer Demon," decades ago.

They used to have money but no substance; now they have everything!

I've never fought such a lucrative battle in my entire life!

Hmph, what's the Holy Grail War? With these, conquering the clock tower and dominating the world is no longer a dream!

"The mysterious school board member... that werewolf assassin said that he seems to have given up the naming rights and doesn't want to stand in the spotlight."

"So, except for a very few matters that are handled by agents, we decide on most things."

"What a pity! We really wish they would do us the honor of showing up. How could we, the hospitable Americans, be rude to such a generous ally? More connections mean more opportunities."

"Heh, give up. The mysterious school board member won't show up, and he probably won't participate in the board meeting either. I suggest you go and entertain his subordinates."

"Pfft, the agent who works for them is that werewolf Beryl. You have to be careful when you're dealing with him, or he might get killed if you're not careful!"

……

Let's go back to the present.

"Found him! Mr. Dioran!"

Adela's assistant rushed back, handing over a stack of documents.

Fadius flipped it open and almost rolled his eyes.

"Doris Lusandra? A half-Japanese, half-Ghost?"

"Correct."

"That's right! Isn't this the magician we invited to be our Master?!"

Fadius was almost amused by the situation. Behind the scenes of their Holy Grail War, they had invited a number of magicians to participate in order to ensure the success of the event.

Doris is one of them.

Fadius knew these kinds of people inside and out, and even the subsequent developments were crystal clear to him.

Unfortunately, Doris was supposed to summon Hippolyta, the Amazon queen, but she was ultimately deprived of her right to rule and found herself in a very passive situation.

But there was nothing she could do; she'd run into El-Melloi from the Clock Tower... a class of about thirty students.

Those students under El-Melloi II were all talented individuals; good heavens, Doris ran into them all. She was incredibly unlucky.

“No, no, Mr. Dioran, if you turn to the next page, there is another person who also recently entered America.”

"Beryl Gat, a fairy-hybrid? Is that true?"

“That’s right. Based on our investigation into Beryl’s past, we found that he was bloodthirsty and murderous in the underworld when he was young. He was often too cruel when carrying out his commissions, and he was notorious and lived a life of poverty.”

Adela said, "Some people described him as a 'murderer who killed for pleasure,' but for some reason, he seemed to have caught the eye of a big shot in the Clock Tower a few years ago and gradually rose to prominence."

The bigwigs at the clock tower...

Could it be a monarch?

Fadius's eyes widened immediately.

Wait a minute, the chief's intelligence report said, "The board of directors of Kassel College has problems, and Odin is involved."

Based on current speculation, 'the Celestial Societies, Marisbury, is Odin's incarnation and the mastermind behind the subversion of human reason', and 'the mastermind behind the Kassel College Board of Directors is Odin'.

Therefore, Marisbury is the new partner who replaced these local families and established Kassel College with America's top management!

Everything makes sense!

Unexpectedly, the intelligence sent by Director Orlando is of unexpected importance!

"Someone, immediately deliver this letter of complaint to the Clock Tower through the family's channels!"

Fadius gave the order quickly.

"Yes!"

"Hey, don't rush off yet, there's one more thing—where did Orlando get this information? Who has he been spending a lot of time with lately?"

"Recently, observers have witnessed Frat Escaldes from the Clock Tower entering and leaving the police station..."

……

The clock tower, which should have remained unchanged for countless years, has recently been stirred up by an incident.

The Celestial Societies' monarch, Maris Billy, is facing a serious investigation!

Once the story spread, it quickly took hold and distorted among the magician's apprentices, soon evolving into a new version:

"The Celestial Sovereign has committed a crime and has reportedly been arrested, imprisoned, and secretly executed!"

"Haha, I know the truth. The Celestial Sovereign is actually an alien who escaped from the Inheritance Department in 1999. That secret war back then... Ugh! Don't cover my mouth!"

"The Celestial Science Monarch is gone, and the monarch's agent, Olga Marie, has also withdrawn funds and run away. This is going to be a big disaster!"

"Sigh, the Department of Astrophysics is definitely going to be banned. We need to choose the pills for the Department of Astrophysics! Clock Tower pills!"

"I know that. It was a setup by capital. The Astrophysics Department encroached on our interests, so the wicked Justice and Politics Department's Barthezmero set up the trap—"

"Keep your voice down, are you out of your mind?!"

Kirshtalia Wodim walked quietly down the corridor, countless rumors swirling around him. A touch of melancholy settled on his handsome blond face.

He wasn't sure how much of the truth was mixed in, but one thing was true: the Department of Astrophysics was about to undergo a major change.

The Animusfia family will be completely destroyed, most likely taken over by another monarchical family, with the biggest winner being the acquisition of this discipline.

At the Clock Tower, Kirshtalia was also Marisbury's top disciple, praised as a "treasure" and "extraordinary" in terms of magical talent, and more like a monarchical successor than Olga Marie.

He respects his teacher, but if the teacher really makes a mistake, he wouldn't blindly take sides.

Kirshtalia's greater dilemma was what to do next as an astronomy student.

Today, in particular, he received an invitation.

"An invitation from Kassel College..."