He wore a piece of jewelry inlaid with several gems on his chest, and two rings on each of his fingers that looked like dead branches. In his hands he held a cane with a handle made of gold.

Although she wore a lot of gem-studded rings and pendants, she did not give people a vulgar impression at all. Instead, she gave people a strong sense of darkness. Rather than ornaments for decorating the elderly, they were more like burial objects for the deceased.

Hearing the voice of the blond middle-aged man, the old man just glanced at him coldly, his eyes as sharp as a hawk.

The blond middle-aged man suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, buried his head even lower, and dared not breathe.

The old man standing in front of him was one of the twelve monarchs of the Clock Tower, Rufreus Nazirae Euripides!

Moreover, unlike Kenneth, a scholar-type magician who prefers to study, this old man's strength is even more unfathomable. If he wants to kill me, it is as easy as crushing an ant!

Benedict!

Rufreus slammed the cane he was holding into the ground, causing the blond middle-aged man's heart to tremble.

But fortunately, Rufreus did not embarrass him, but just asked:

"what did you just say?"

The blond middle-aged man gritted his teeth secretly, but could only continue to lower his head humbly and said respectfully:

"Please help us fight off the enemy. The Archibald family will reward you handsomely."

Rufreus asked back with an indifferent look:

"Enemy? What enemy? This is your Archibald family's private matter. What does it have to do with me?"

The blond middle-aged man hurriedly reminded:

"But your daughter also died in their hands..."

"Don't talk nonsense, my daughter died accidentally!"

The old man looked at him expressionlessly, his eyes extremely cold.

"you……"

The blond middle-aged man was determined and threatened, "Lord Ulysses, do you think you can get away with it like this? Now that they are here, do you think they will believe your words?"

"you're right."

Rufreus nodded in agreement. "Of course they won't believe me without any evidence, but..."

The blond middle-aged man's thoughts suddenly went offline, and his body fell to the ground helplessly like a kite with a broken string, with a threatening look still on his face.

"But now it's different."

The old voice was extremely cold, although he was indeed hired by the Archibald family to deal with Einzbern.

But who can prove it?

Just then, a burst of messy and hurried footsteps came from the stairs.

They were the killed and abandoned magicians of the Archibald family. They had already lost all their morale due to the slaughter by the berserkers, and now they all rushed to the second floor to seek help.

Rufreus raised the palm of his hand holding the cane slightly.

But as if he sensed something, he quietly put it down the next second.

boom!

The black-armored knight leaped into the air, smashed the glass of the terminal and rushed into the second floor, laughing wildly as she continued her killing.

"Not enough! Not enough! Is this all you have?"

Snapped!

The sword blade easily shattered the magician's body along with the magical protection in front of him. The spurting blood and broken bones formed a thin mist in the air, and then splashed in all directions, dyeing the surroundings red.

Rufreus watched all this indifferently from beginning to end, watching the group of magicians being slaughtered by her.

until……

Snapped!

The black-armored knight turned and pointed his sword at the old man.

The old man hunched over and explained tremblingly:

"I think there must be some misunderstanding here. I am not in the same group with them."

Mordred obviously didn't believe his lies. He turned around and appeared in front of the old man, with his sword on his neck, sneering:

"Do you think I look gullible?"

"of course not,"

Even though a sword was held to his neck, Rufreus still did not resist, and said with a bitter look:

"I'm really not in the same group with them. I just... want to come and take my daughter back."

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Standing in the terminal stained with blood, Weber could hardly find a complete corpse, and his eyes were filled with sadness and helplessness.

It was something that could obviously be resolved through negotiation, but they had to resort to violence, resulting in the current situation.

Why is this necessary?

Kenneth's death was a huge loss to the Archibald family.

But as long as the magic mark remains, the Archibald family's position will always be as solid as a rock.

But once these people died, the Archibald family would probably be in name only.

"Master."

Mordred, who had returned to the first floor with Rufreus hostage, shouted, "This old man said he was here to look for his daughter."

"Who is your daughter?"

Kira Yoshikage was a little surprised.

Asagami Fujino, who got off the plane with Kira Yoshikage, was also puzzled. She, Sakura, Kohaku, and Hisui were all Japanese, and the only one from Germany was Irisviel. But wasn't Irisviel a cyborg? Where did her father come from?

"Sola Nazelai Sofiali."

Rufreus' eyes revealed a trace of desolation, "This is a misunderstanding. The Archibald family notified me to come and take back Sora's body, but I didn't expect them to try to attack you."

Mordred raised an eyebrow and brought the sword at the old man's neck closer.

All she needed was an order from Kira Yoshikage and she would chop it down without hesitation.

Kirara Yoshikage did not respond to his words, but asked:

"Are all the Archibalds here?"

Rufreus followed his gaze to the broken body in the hall, his tone inexplicably regretful:

"No, not just the Archibald family, most of the magicians of the entire El-Melloi School are here."

The Archibald family did not have so many magicians, and many of them were magicians from other branches of the El-Melloi faction. Most of them had heard about Kenneth's death, and they thought that they could gain some benefits in the fight for the inheritance of the Magic Seal by retrieving Kenneth's body, so they all rushed over.

But it was precisely this "cost-effective" solution in their eyes that sent away hundreds of magicians from the El-Melloi School.

This time, not only the Archibald family, but even the El-Melloi School will be removed from the Clock Tower.

"Are you familiar with the El-Melloi School?"

Rufreus did not hide anything and explained frankly:

"I can't say that we are very familiar with each other... but as we are both from the same family of magicians, we do have some interactions with each other."

"Then please help us contact the remaining members of the El-Melloi School and ask them to redeem Kenneth's body."

"no problem."

Rufreus readily agreed, but soon asked cautiously, "What about my daughter..."

"It's in the cargo hold of the plane. You can take it with you."

Kira Yoshikage waved his hand and said nonchalantly.

"thanks, thanks."

Rufreus burst into tears, thanked them gratefully, and staggered towards the plane.

Asagami Fujino tilted her head and asked innocently:

"Not killing him?"

"It's just a puppet. Killing it is useless. We can try it next time we see the real one."

Kira Yoshikage said casually.

The old masters of the Magic Association are all very cautious guys, especially magicians at the level of the Twelve Monarchs. They are more afraid of death as they get older, and will not easily put their bodies in danger. Although the old man in front of him looks no different from a real person, he is just a puppet after all.

Even if you want to kill him, you have to find his real body first.

The old man in the distance staggered and even his breathing became rapid.

Hearing them talking about whether or not to kill him, even Rufreus felt a chill down his spine.

The reputation of the Twelve Lords of the Clock Tower makes them high and mighty rulers in the eyes of other magicians, but it has no effect at all in front of these people!

While he was wary, Rufreus was also somewhat glad that he was able to react quickly, otherwise he would have been killed without even a chance to explain. And once these people found out that he was a puppet, they would have chased him to the ends of the earth to kill his real body!

But they also have servants who really have the ability to hunt him down to death!

"These people are simply crazy!"

Even Rufreus, a shrewd man, couldn't help but swear in his heart, and at the same time he made up his mind not to offend them!

Isn’t it just that a daughter died?

It doesn’t matter, he still has a son anyway.

As long as he still has a son who can inherit his magic seal, he can let his daughter die and pretend that he has never given birth to this daughter!

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The old house of the Achizoltii family.

Rufreus Nazira Euripides looked at the gathered members of the Achizoltii family and spoke coldly:

"To sum up... Yasuka, you have to come with me."

The blond young man standing in front of the crowd, Yaska Achizoltii, turned pale, but he also knew that he had no ability to resist, so he smiled bitterly and nodded.

"Lord Euripides, why us?"

The young man's wife, the woman with golden braids, hugged her children tightly and begged the old man in front of her, "Aren't there other families?"

Her voice was full of despair and pleading, which made people feel pity for her.

However, Rufreus remained unmoved. I pity you, but who pity me?

If I don't take you with me, what if they really come to settle the score with their real bodies?

He still understands the principle that it is better to let my friend die than to let me die.

"Just blame it on your bad luck."

Rufreus was too lazy to explain too much to her. Even among the many branches of the El-Melloi School, the Achizoltii Family was at the bottom. There were no more than five magicians in the entire family, and the most powerful head of the family was only the eldest son.

But precisely because of their weak strength, the El-Melloi School didn't even bother to inform them of this action. Anyway, a mere eldest son-level magician wouldn't be able to play a big role.

But precisely because they were looked down upon by the El-Melloi School, the Achizoltii family turned out to be a blessing in disguise and managed to escape disaster.

When the heads of other families and their core magicians were wiped out, the Achizoltii family jumped from being the last branch family to the best-preserved family among all the branch families, and its head automatically became the head of the El-Melloi School.

Although his strength was low, the El-Melloi School could not find a more suitable candidate than him, otherwise Rufreus would not have chosen him.

Rufreus glanced at Yaska and said calmly:

"As the head of the family, you must come with me, and you must also bring an heir with you."

Yaska nodded silently and looked at his children.

His own magical talent was mediocre, and his wife's talent as a magician was also mediocre, otherwise she would not have been married into the Achizoltii family. But fortunately, their offspring were quite talented, and one of them was even outstanding.

Under normal circumstances, he would be ecstatic to have the opportunity to inherit the Archibald family's magic seal.

But in the current situation, inheriting the El-Melloi School would only bring trouble to oneself, and there is even a high possibility that one would be handed over as a scapegoat.

But facing the order of a monarch, he had no choice.

"Just her."

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