I'm a druid in Type Moon

"The best way is to wait until he dies and then meet his successor. But that would take too long. What time is it now?"

Lin En was also stunned for a moment. He raised his head and thought for a long time before hesitatingly saying, "It should be 1991."

The old man was also stunned for a moment, then he smiled bitterly and shook his head:

"This is troublesome. The only time I can be sure of is in 1988, when a little girl will inherit his mantle and become the next Fifth Magician. But after that time has passed, even I can't find her trace."

"That's a girl who is as free as the wind! Maybe she will be a good match for you."

"No! A free-spirited girl like that doesn't match a literary boy like me who stays in the library!"

Lin En once again coldly rejected the old man's attempt to tie the knot with him. You know, the last time the old man wanted to tie the knot with him, the other party was still a little girl who only reached his knees.

"That's such a shame!"

The old man breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that he had successfully diverted his disciples' attention.

"So, what's the reason you came back this time? You don't have to stare at those endless timelines?"

Lin En sat up straight and asked seriously. You know, since he stepped down as the manager of the clock tower, he has been staring at the timelines that may be destroyed at any time. Even I rarely get to see him.

"Ah! You said that!"

When it came to business, the old man unconsciously became a little serious. He looked into his disciple's eyes and said seriously:

"Fuyuki's Holy Grail War is about to begin. This time I want you to go to that land as a supervisor. It's just to be on the safe side, but it's better to have someone to keep an eye on it!"

The Holy Grail War is a battle between seven magicians and their summoned heroic spirits for the "Holy Grail" that can fulfill the holder's wish.

The vague memories in Lin En's mind were awakened. He looked at the teacher in front of him and said in confusion:

"Is this the ritual that those two guys, Tousaka Nagato and Machiri Zorgen, created? How many times has it been completed?"

Kishua Zelrich Xubain-Ogu looked at his disciple who was almost going crazy from studying, and said helplessly:

"You'd better go out more often! You haven't left the Clock Tower since the end of World War II! This is already the Fourth Holy Grail War, don't you have someone you want to meet? Go meet her!"

Lin En remained silent. Nearly a thousand years had already washed away his memory, but the golden light was still unforgettable for him.

Since he was born again in this world, he has used various means to restore the truth of the past, but unfortunately Merlin's methods are too clever, and those who have experienced it are also keeping their mouths shut about that period of history. Until now, even the reason why Britain was destroyed has not been figured out.

You know, according to Lin En's estimation, the time he bought for Britain was enough for them to stabilize the domestic situation and find a new way out. However, Camelot was destroyed silently just as Lin En remembered, as if Lin En had never come to this world.

Not even the name of Lynn survives, and only the title of the Archdruid and the Oak of Britain live on in children's ballads.

"Moreover, if you want to use the second method while I am still alive, you must be in a place where the world barrier is weak."

"At the end of the Holy Grail War, the souls of the six dead Servants were injected into the Lesser Holy Grail, and their power to return to the Seat of Heroes outside the world was used to pierce the world. The huge amount of magic power accumulated in the Greater Holy Grail was used to fix the hole, thus creating a door to the outside world."

"This is when you use the second method. You have to go back to the timeline before the fifth magician was born. Only there can you see the miracle you want to witness."

Lin En walked out of the office and the door closed silently behind him.

Lin En looked at the dim corridor in front of him and suddenly felt a little cold. He really didn't want to walk into the darkness.

So he communicated with the earth veins under his feet, and the earth responded to him. In an instant, the whole person turned into a ball of light and disappeared on the spot.

Without anyone noticing, Lynn used the London Spiritual Vein, which was closely monitored by the Clock Tower, to cross a long distance and arrive at his own castle hundreds of miles away.

This is a standard English manor, with a tall castle as its center, surrounded by gardens, meadows, and lakes, full of pastoral atmosphere.

Walking through the black iron gate with a golden family crest, what comes into view is a magnificent Baroque-style building supported by several huge ancient Greek carved stone columns.

The castle consists of a two-story main building and courtyards on two wings. The exterior is a mixture of colonnades, towers and high-raised triangular walls. The triangular gables are painted with exquisite relief patterns, as if you have instantly returned to the ancient 18th century.

A large fountain pool was built in front of the courtyard, surrounded by neatly arranged geometric flower beds and various sculptures.

If it weren't for its remote location, this place would have been considered a tourist attraction by the British government a long time ago. But even so, as the pace of globalization accelerates, this place will sooner or later be surrounded by tourists, and no one knows what it will become by then.

"Welcome back, Master."

The maids in traditional maid uniforms were not surprised to see Lin En suddenly appear at the door. One of the older maids came forward, leaned over slightly to Lin En, and asked:

"Excuse me, Master, do you need a meal?"

Lin En handed the things in her hand to another maid, and then said:

"Give me a glass of iced lemonade, a plate of cookies and a piece of cake, and send them directly to my study later!"

"As ordered!"

The maid bowed again and then walked towards the kitchen.

It was the maids' lunch time, so there were almost no people in the corridor. On both sides of the wall were portraits of historical celebrities, some of which were group photos. If you look closely, you can see Lin En in every group photo.

Unlike some old-fashioned aristocratic families, candles are not used for lighting here. The ceiling above illuminates all directions brightly, without a single shadow.

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It was not until Lin En reached the door of the study that a girl in her twenties stopped him.

The girl was wearing a traditional British maid outfit. The white cloth wrapped her body tightly. The long skirt extended to her ankles, but it could not hide her charming curves. Her delicate facial features were wrinkled into a beautiful arc, and she wore a pair of small gold-rimmed glasses on her nose, which made her look serious and cute.

"Master Lin En, please let me know before you come back next time so that I can prepare for you. You came back so suddenly that the ingredients for dinner are not ready, and the hot water in the bathroom has just started to boil. Besides, it's winter now, how can you still drink iced drinks! Please drink more hot water, or hot tea is also fine, but use less tea leaves!"

The End of the Ideal: Chapter 3: Three Books

Lin En waited until the girl finished her rambling before speaking:

"Lucys, shouldn't you be in Cambridge preparing for your graduation thesis today? Why are you here?"

The girl named Lucius frowned and said unhappily:

"This is my home! Why can't I be here!"

After venting her inner frustration, the girl finally revealed the real reason:

"My history tutor wants to borrow some books from your study. He needs some ancient knowledge to complete his thesis!"

"I see!"

Lin En understood that Lucy's history tutor was found by Lin En, an ordinary person who wandered outside the gate of the mysterious world. He might have guessed Lucy's identity, but Lin En didn't care. This is London, the headquarters of the Clock Tower, and also Lin En's home ground.

"Then come in with me!"

Lynn said as he opened the door to the study.

What came into view was not the imagined English aristocratic study, nor was there the scent of incense, nor the dim lights or candlelight.

Behind the door was a bookshelf that stretched as far as the eye could see. As far as he could see, all the shelves were made of solid wood, and books were placed on them. Judging from the wear and tear of the books, these books were already quite old. But they were still intact, except for the covers that had faded a little.

Lin En walked in without hesitation. Lucie hesitated at the door for a while. The memories this place brought her were not very friendly. But thinking of her advisor's paper and the title of the second author, the girl gritted her teeth and followed him in.

"I wonder what those people outside would think if they saw you hesitate before entering the 'Secret Library'!"

The girl took a few quick steps to stand behind Lin En and stretched out her little hand to grab the back of his shirt.

"If it was the 'Library of Nations' on the first floor, I certainly wouldn't be afraid, but the 'Secret Library' on the second floor has many unknown defense systems, the most common of which is the ghosts bound here by knowledge. I have no resistance to this kind of thing!"

Perhaps it was the sound of the girl's voice that woke up the staff who had already fallen asleep. A blurry figure appeared from the top of the bookshelf, opened his phantom eyes, and wanted to see who had sneaked in after the library closed.

But Lin En just glanced at him and he disappeared into the air again.

Each bookshelf has its own number, and only the librarian knows what the number represents. Lin En found a bookshelf according to the number and took out a book. Compared with the other books that were only slightly worn, the cover of this book had almost lost its original color. The pages inside had also become fragile under the power of time.

"Except for this book, you may borrow all the books on this shelf, but remember..."

"You've decided that books cannot be taken out of the library, right? Well, well, you've told me this countless times since I was little, and now even the new girl knows about it! You should just go and mind your own business!"

Lin En's words were interrupted, but he was not angry. He just shook his head helplessly and went in the direction he came from.

"She was such a cute little girl before, how come she became like this after growing up? Is she reaching puberty?"

But the girl was so immersed in the book that she couldn't hear Lin En's mumbling.

After leaving the study, a maid had already brought up the prepared lemonade and snacks. He was hesitating whether to knock on the door. Lin En took the tray, sent the maid back to rest, and turned around to open the door of the study again.

The silvery white moon hung in the distant sky, and the moonlight filled the entire study after being magnified by the glass. Even without turning on the lights, Lin En could see every corner of the room clearly.

On the table in the middle was the unfinished manuscript, next to which was a statue of an ancient Indian. Under the statue was a book called The Origin and Destruction of the Indians.

On the far left side of the room there was a bookshelf that was exactly the same as the one in the library. Half of the books on it had been taken out and placed on the floor.

On the far right side of the room is a shelf filled with various collectibles. The wooden partitions are covered with dense patterns. If you look closely, you will find that they are not patterns, but magic circles one after another.

"The sword of Charles I", "The statue of Athena", "The cub of Hydra", "The sharp arrow of Genghis Khan".

What is displayed on the shelves are not valuable collectibles, but items related to heroes that have appeared in mythology and history. In other words, they are all holy relics.

This is only a part of what Lin En has collected over the long years. More holy relics are stored by Lin En in a corner of the library, waiting for the moment to see the light of day again.

Lynn did not look at the collections that he was already tired of looking at, but walked straight to the innermost chair and sat down, placing the book in his hand on the table in front of him.

The cold moonlight shone in from behind Lin En, casting a layer of silver light on the books on the table.

The Journey of Gilgamesh, The Life of Solomon, The Legend of King Arthur

Lin En's fingers ran across the covers of the three books. There was no need to open them. The contents had already been deeply engraved in Lin En's heart.

"Holy Grail!"

A murmur like an illusion sounded and then disappeared into the moonlight.

The next day, Lynn woke up to Lucys knocking on the door.

"It's almost time to wake up, Master Lynn!"

Without hearing a response, Lucis opened the door directly, walked barefoot across the thick cashmere carpeted floor, came to the big bed in the center, and looked at the quilt curled up on it.

"Wake up quickly! Master Lin, I'm going to be late for school. I still have classes this morning!"

The quilt moved a little, and then a hand stretched out from inside and pulled Lucis in directly.

When the sun just comes out in the early morning, the dew falls on the grass and trees that have not yet awakened. A little sunlight shines through the cool air and hits the body, bringing a little warmth.

Lucis felt that her will, which had just regained consciousness, was about to be corroded by the quilt again.

"Sleep a little longer, Lucice. You don't have to rush to school."

The voice whispered in Lucice's ear like a demon tempting a greedy mortal.

But Lucis woke up instead, struggled to break free from the boy's arms, and lifted the quilt over her head.

"It's time to get up, Master Lynn! And I'm not a child anymore!"

The End of the Ideal: Chapter 4: Lynn's Collection

By the time Lin En finished everything and arrived at the clock tower, it was already nine o'clock in the morning.

There was no sound coming from the classrooms next to the corridor, because each classroom was set up with a barrier to prevent people from eavesdropping outside. Although Lin En felt that this was unnecessary, there were no studious students who would rather eavesdrop than gain knowledge.

There was no one in the quiet corridor. There was no responsible dean inspecting every teacher. Instead, a few lecturers who had also woken up late hurried past Lin En. Most people would only glance at Lin En, and only a few who looked obviously from an extraordinary background would salute Lin En and then quickly leave.

Lin En walked to the door of the library and found that there was no one there, so Lin En opened the door and started his day's work.

Today was still a peaceful day. No students tried to blow up the school, no church came to provoke, and no one dared to disturb Lin En's reading time. As for the work of the library, Lin En recruited a few students from poor families under the pretext of working and studying.

I thought that today would pass peacefully until the school was over, when a middle-aged man in old-fashioned clothes walked into the library under the gaze of everyone.

"Lord El-Melloi!"

People kept greeting him along the way. As one of the twelve monarchs of the Clock Tower, with a well-known record in the entire magician world such as the El-Melloi Classroom, Kenneth El-Melloi Archipelago was a well-known figure in the Clock Tower.

Moreover, compared with other monarchs who have long retired to the second line and no longer accept disciples, people like Kenneth who are still teaching students after becoming a monarch are much more precious.

Kenneth nodded slightly to the person who greeted him (if you didn't look carefully, you might not be able to see it), and then walked straight to Lynn.

"Mr. Administrator, I want to buy a collection from you!"

Lin En sighed, put down the book that was covering his face, ignored the students who were looking at him with various looks, and said to Kenneth in front of him:

"Come to my office and talk!"

The two of them walked through the densely packed bookshelves and disappeared from people's sight.

A new student asked the senior student who was traveling with her.

“Is there a museum in the Clock Tower?”

The senior sister glanced at the junior student she had just caught, hesitated for a moment, and after making sure that the two had really left, she leaned close to the junior student's ear and whispered:

"The library in the clock tower has five floors in total. The first floor is the Library of All Nations, which contains books from all over the world. Whether it is proven science, unexplored mysteries, or books destroyed by the government, you can find them here. It is rumored that all monarchs have left their own heritage in certain books on this floor. Those who find them can become the monarch's disciples!"

"The second floor is a secret library. Only the best students of each class have the opportunity to enter. It contains many books that are only recorded in classics, and history that must never be known to ordinary people."

"These are the only two floors I know about. As for the museum, it's probably on the remaining three floors!"

Lin En didn't know what the students were talking about them, nor did he want to know. Only the source could guess what kind of strange ideas adolescent boys and girls would have, and Lin En was far from it.