However, it doesn't matter to Shinji whether he is an ideal magician or an ideal lord. He only knows that debts must be paid and murder must be paid with one's life.
You want to kill my people, so I will take revenge. I didn't blow it up because you taught Orange and Lorelia wanted the clock tower to remain stable. Otherwise, even if you are the lord, what does it matter? Didn't Kenneth, who was at the peak of his power, also fail under Kiritsugu
Believe it or not, I will kill people first, then destroy the origin seal, directly cut off the inheritance of Baru Yeleta, and let you follow the old path of El Melloi in another world line!
Of course, Shinji was just angry in his heart, and the situation would not develop to that point in reality. Inole was a qualified lord who would calmly calculate the gains and losses, and the same was true for Lorelea, who would not let the situation get out of control.
More importantly, Shinji knows Waver and believes that he will make the right choice.
After the cigarette butt burned out, the young man's attitude softened and he sighed helplessly.
"How do you want me to face Karina and the others?"
"That's your business. Everyone should bear the consequences of their actions, whether it's you, me, Maio, or Kalina. Wait, are you saying that Princess Shirogane is definitely yours?"
Shinji put on an expression of a seasoned veteran and reached out to pat Waver's shoulder, but was pushed away by the latter.
"What do you mean by my person? I am just an admissions officer and an assistant to Lanis."
"It's all the same. Anyway, do your best."
Although the escape plan failed, Baiyin Ji's situation has not changed. She is still surrounded by wolves and has no one to rely on. If she wants to survive better, joining the El-Melloi classroom is the best choice.
Lanis obviously saw this, which is why she went to negotiate with Inolaie, and Inolaie's current dire situation meant that she would not refuse this win-win proposal.
Thus, Weber gained a student, Lanice gained an assistant, Baruyereta was relieved of some pressure and a certain foundation was laid for future communication between the two sides. It can be said that everyone is happy - ignoring the hidden dangers brought about by the reactions of the parties involved when they know the truth.
But this was not something Shinji had to worry about. There were people around Waver who had ulterior motives. El-Melloi Classroom had always been known for its tolerance and inclusiveness. One more or one less would not be too much. Waver and Renis had long been accustomed to dealing with such people.
Besides, it was Maiou who was at fault this time, and Kalina's attitude cannot fully represent Shirogane's attitude. When Shinji attacked Maiou, he also went to the girls' side. Shirogane and Regina were already persuading Kalina not to be so stupid. Although Kalina was still insisting, from her clenched teeth expression, it was obvious that she was hurt badly by Maiou. As time goes by, will Kalina still be so devoted to Maiou without regrets? Human hearts and human feelings are not things that can be trampled on and consumed at will.
When I came to my senses, the setting sun was shining on my face. Shinji had been gone for a long time, and there was only one cigarette left in the cigarette box.
After thinking for a while, Weber put the cigarette box back into his pocket and returned to his office. It was time to get off work and go back to rest.
Although it seems a little early compared to usual, I really don't feel like working overtime today. I might as well give myself a rare day off.
The noisy office was empty, the students had left long ago, and all the messed-up things were put back in their places, as if nothing had happened, giving the illusion that time had gone back.
After standing at the door in a daze for a while, Weber walked into the inner room and went to the deepest part of the office, where there was a special locker.
The moment he stood in front of the locker, Weber lost his usual calmness and composure. He took out the key in a trance and with some nostalgia, and chanted the spell - the locker used a double insurance of physics and magic, and was specially used to store valuables.
With a "click", the cabinet door opened, and a palm-sized box was placed in the center.
The box is made of the finest oak, symbolizing honor and remembrance of ancestors, and is mostly used to store relics.
Gently press the edge of the box, lift the lid, and the thing that changed your destiny will appear before your eyes.
A piece of red cloth, its color dulled by the passage of time, but in the most brilliant eyes of the clock tower it is like a kaleidoscope, stacking up all kinds of emotions and reflecting all kinds of colors.
Carefully pick up the piece of cloth and place it in the palm of your hand.
It was laid flat, not held tightly, as if not wanting to leave even a single wrinkle on the fabric.
He just stared at this inconspicuous piece of cloth, just looking at it.
His eyebrows and lips trembled slightly, and his eyes were filled with emotions.
Like being angry.
Like a lament.
Like mourning.
Like in joy.
Like being sad.
Like showing pity.
"Tell me, am I stupid?"
"I am in an abnormal world, but I always insist on normal ethics. I know that there is nothing wrong from the perspective of a magician, but I still feel uncomfortable psychologically."
"Ordinary people have their own ethics, and magicians have their own ethics. The two are fundamentally conflicting, but I don't want to give up either side... I can't be like Lord Baru Yereta, who would give up his most promising disciple for magic, nor can I be like Shinji, who simply sees magic as a tool to protect his family. That's why I've always been like this, half-baked."
"I must have disappointed you..."
The sound became weaker and weaker, almost a whisper, barely audible.
"... If you can come to me and say with a smile, you immature guy, it seems not bad."
Waver, who was completely distracted by the piece of cloth in his hand, did not notice that the door of the inner room had opened a crack at some point, and a girl in a cloak was standing by the door, her gray-green eyes wide open.
The girl covered her mouth, trying hard not to make any sound.
This is the only time she feels that she must not be disturbed.
The petite body slowly slid down to the ground against the wall, her hand never leaving her mouth.
Only my heart was beating wildly, making a lot of noise.
She knew she had seen something very important. It was like accidentally seeing someone's treasure - no, it was a person's life itself that could rival that person's heart.
That was the holy relic used by his master during the Fourth Holy Grail War, and it was also the reason why he wanted to participate in the Fifth Holy Grail War.
"... ah."
After an unknown amount of time, the girl let out a breath.
"—I want them to meet."
She thought so from the bottom of her heart.
This was the first "wish" I had after leaving my hometown and coming to London.
With the consciousness of "oneself".