Chapter 380 The Magic Association's Platform
Chapter 381 The Magic Association's Platform
In the dark, empty room, the sense of distance was distorted. It looked incredibly wide, yet it felt oppressively narrow. The candle standing in the center dimly illuminated the faces of the men in the room, and everything was blurry. The air in the room with unclear edges was filled with unspeakable depression.
Just like the last bachelor party on the eve of a wedding, or an unemployed uncle whose wife and children had run away with someone else, the three men looked at each other, with clouds of worry on their faces.
"When I returned to the room, I saw that the walls were engraved with spells that could blow up the entire building."
An old man spoke first. Although he was short, his back was straight, and the wrinkles on his face were as shiny as a woodcarving.
The head of the summoning department, Locke Belfebon, was rumored to have been in office for more than fifty years since he took office, but there was no conclusion on this.
After hearing the hoarse voice of the old man, a young man agreed:
"All the spirits in the storage room of the Spiritual Department are in trouble. They are all depressed as if they were suppressed by the top of the food chain. If they don't obey, these precious samples will all die the next day - that's what the note told me."
He was a handsome red-haired young man. His eyes, which contained a strong and noble will, and his elegant appearance, showed that he was an upper-class existence. His words revealed a sense of mission.
The man's name was Bram Nusare Sofiali. He was the successor of the head of the Spiritual Department and also served as a first-level lecturer in the clock tower.
"Well, you were also threatened."
The old man nodded as if in agreement and turned his gaze to the last person who remained silent. The man had a messy long hair and frowned unhappily.
"What do you think? Lord El-Melloi"
Using the candlelight to light the cigarette between his fingertips, Waver slowly turned his head to the side and exhaled the smoke.
"It's the Second. Although I appreciate your intention to respect me, I'd rather add the Second, otherwise the name El-Melloi is really itchy and uncomfortable."
Without waiting for Belfebon to reply, he continued:
"Compared to the two of you, I'm going to be more straightforward-El-Melloi's princess, my adopted sister, was held hostage by the attackers."
"Oh?" Bram raised his eyebrows, revealing a look of surprise mixed with inquiry.
"Even the supreme etiquette of El-Melloi, one of the twelve families, couldn't stop him?"
El-Melloi II lit up his cigar: "There's no need to test it, sir, that's not something a magician can defeat."
In front of the two major department managers, Waver said the word again without changing his expression.
"After all, the opponent we are facing is a Servant."
Servant——
When these words came out, the other two magicians present couldn't help but hold their breath.
Now that the information about the Holy Grail has been leaked, how could the Magic Association not know this taboo term?
It is a collection of fantasies from ancient times to the present, the most noble crystallization of phenomena, and the most powerful and powerless object for magicians.
If it weren't for the shortcomings of the subspecies Holy Grail War, the requirements of the Servant on the spirit veins were extremely high, and there were many restrictions, and it was impossible to leave a certain area, otherwise the Magic Association would have been hit by people with ulterior motives long ago.
And now, El-Melloi II said that they encountered a Servant...
"Could it be that the Holy Grail War also happened in London?!" Bram slammed the table and stood up, unable to hide his anxiety.
For the Magic Association, letting a group of nuclear warheads fight under their noses... It's too terrifying!
"A reasonable guess, Mr. Bram."
The fourth voice in the room was made by a black-robed figure who appeared at some point.
Without any alarm or defense, when Bram and Belfebon came to their senses, the black-robed man had already pulled out a chair and sat in the main seat.
"Please sit down, the three people responsible for handling the rebellion of the Thousand World Tree."
"...Where is Lanis?" El-Melloi II stared at Shuoyue and also pulled out a chair and sat down.
"She was put back." The young man answered casually, as if he had just released a wild cat, "She was quite tactful and didn't threaten me before leaving."
At this point, Shuoyue released some murderous aura at the right time, and the originally depressed room suddenly became freezing cold, as if filled with ice.
"Otherwise, the ending would not be so good."
Surrender, or die.
The young man's actions were nothing more than to illustrate this point, and the two old foxes who had been immersed in power for many years would naturally not fail to see it.
"If you are really a servant, the threats of us magicians are a joke."
Belfebon and Bram looked at each other and spoke one after another.
"So, what kind of deal do you want to make with us?"
"Deal... Humph, you're really quick at changing the concept." Shuoyue knocked on the table. Having visited the Clock Tower before, he already knew the nature of this group of magicians and politicians, and he was not angry when he heard it.
"You can call it a deal, but I only want you to do three things-"
"First, I need to have absolute control over the 'cleaning team'. Of course, the purpose is to clean up the rebellion of the Thousand World Tree."
"Second, I need a token that symbolizes the Magic Association, and the authority is at least comparable to that of the bishop of the Holy Church."
"Third, I accidentally killed a magic family. I need you to help me block the news."
"Wait a minute." Belphebon raised his hand, interrupting Shuo Yue's speech, "In other words, you destroyed a magic family? What was the name of that family?"
"Yes." Shuo Yue nodded, "The head of the family is an old man, and he was also the master who summoned me, but he was killed by me. I didn't have time to know the name of the family, and I don't care, but their magic seal is controlled by I have the address in my hand and can provide it to you.”
As the young man smiled and spread his hands, a black magic mark emerged in the void, emitting a shocking light.
"I see." Facing the murderer who brutally slaughtered a family and stripped away all the magic markings, Weber did not change his expression. Instead, he nodded clearly, "That's why you came here quietly. It seems to be the Magic Association. The supervisors let you take advantage of it.”
"As expected of Weber, he is so smart." Shuo Yue nodded with a smile, admiring the expression of stomachache on the second child's face when he was called by his original name, and then turned his eyes to look at the other two magicians who were contemplating.
For the powerful Magician Association, Shuo Yue's request seems simple. As long as he helps wash the floor and gives a more symbolic than practical identity, a servant-level combat force will join the cleaning team to assist them in cleaning the floor. The Thousand Realms Tree is on a crusade.
However, for these old foxes, why can't they understand Shuo Yue's meaning?
What Shuo Yue did was to ask the Magic Association to state its position at the expense of assisting in the crusade against the Thousand World Tree - which is why Weber said he couldn't make the decision as soon as he heard it.
The first condition is the help and benefits provided by Shuo Yue.
The second condition is the rights that Shuo Yue demands from the Magic Association.
The third condition is Shuo Yue's threat, implying that he can destroy a magic family and doesn't mind turning the clock tower upside down.
"It's just that I still have a question." Perhaps he was dissatisfied with Shuo Yue's high profile, Bram knocked on the table and questioned.
"What exactly is hidden in the Thousand World Tree that makes you think that even a fifty-man formation of top-notch magicians can't defeat these garbage gathered together?"
"Don't you understand yet? Weber obviously reacted from the beginning."
Shuo Yue stared at the person in charge of the Spiritual Spiritual Department, showed a cold smile, and gave the answer:
"Because Qianjieshu's side has long been ready to use servants to welcome you idiots."
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The door to the room opened, Bram and Belphebon hurriedly left without looking back, while Shuo Yue, wearing a black robe, walked out hand in hand with Weber.
Under the pressure of the information he provided, the three magicians all chose to agree to his request, but they still argued over the details and refused to give in for the sake of the clock tower or their own interests.
Belphebon, for example, stated before providing the token that the association will not interfere and will not care about what you do - the implication is that even if Shuo Yue destroys the world, the Magic Association will not be blamed.
For example, Bram, as the director of the Spiritualism Department, naturally requested the spiritual base data of the servants - exactly the same as the Spiritualism Department in another time and space.
Another example is Webber Velvet. He was much more straightforward - except for the necessary materials, all the supplies, money, and trophies of that family were placed under the name of the Modern Magic Department.
"But it's impossible for a family that has been squeezed out by demons to fill your debt in El-Melloi, right?"
"It's just an appropriate push at the political level." Weber was no longer surprised that Shuo Yue knew him too well. Instead, he paid more attention to another matter, "Are you serious about the Great Holy Grail emergency mechanism you mentioned earlier? ?”
In the room, Shuo Yue dropped a piece of bombshell information in order to make the two vampires relax.
"The Great Holy Grail will provide assistance related to the Holy Grail War such as the redistribution of Command Seals based on the situation. Although the possibility is almost zero, when all seven Servants are unified by one force, in order to find a countermeasure, The preparation system will start."
In the corridor soaked with time, Weber stopped, his eyes burning.
"——At that time, it will become possible to summon another seven servants in order to fight against the seven servants."
"Yes, that's right." Shuo Yue nodded, "This is the battle we will face, an unprecedented battle between fourteen servants - what, do you want to meet your king again?"
"How do you even know this...forget it." The handsome but unspeakably tired man with long hair shook his head, "I'm not mature enough to meet him again, I'm just sighing."
"Then just like those two people, concentrate on collecting holy relics and selecting candidates, Weber." Shuo Yue smiled lightly and patted his shoulder, of course her face was still hidden under the hood.
"I will lead the cleaning team to open the preparation system of the Great Holy Grail. After that, my help to the Magic Association will stop here."
"However, the Magic Association stands behind you and becomes your help invisibly."
Weber rolled his eyes, but didn't complain much. Instead, he waved to Shuo Yue and turned to leave.
The conditions and requirements of each other have been exchanged, and after getting the promises and concessions they wanted, Shuo Yue no longer needs to stay in the clock tower.
"Then, let's go." Looking at the clock tower for the last time, Shuo Yue turned around, like a drop of ink, quietly blending into the vast colors of dusk.
All preparations have been completed. Next, it is time to kick off the Holy Grail War.
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