Clock tower.
That, should usually be understood as a tourist attraction in London.
However, among magicians, these words have completely different meanings.
It is not only the heart of the "association" that brings together a large number of magicians, but also the highest institution of learning that aims to train young magicians.
In particular, the ancient building that serves as a landmark is a holy place in the hearts of magicians. It is the dream of countless magicians to have a place in such a place.
Right on the upper floor of this holy place, at the position corresponding to scale IV of the ancient clock, a man and a woman who were in the golden period of their lives stood by the window, quietly gazing at the square below, and no one spoke.
It was not until a capable woman with short crimson hair and a suit passed by the square in front of the clock tower carrying a handbag that the man let out a leisurely sigh.
"It's not too late to regret now. We can still stop the person."
"What's the point of stopping him?" the woman asked with a smile.
"You're asking even though you already know the answer." The man looked at the woman helplessly, "Of course you're going to Fuyuki on her behalf. I've kept the relic in my study, and you can take it anytime. When you get to Fuyuki, go directly to Shinji. As long as you don't ruin his plan, he'll cooperate with you. He must have a way to keep the Servant in the world forever."
"Aren't you jealous at all?" The woman's smile deepened a little, and her voice became more playful. "But I am your wife."
"Jealous, of course I am." The man's voice lowered, and it contained a kind of unwillingness, loneliness, but an unshakable will. "But after escaping death that time, I figured out a lot of things. Now I just want to fulfill your wish."
"It was a wish in the past, not now." The woman shook her head, the lines on her face becoming softer and softer. "You have figured out a lot of things, and I have figured out a lot of things too. Every woman dreams when she is young, dreaming of a prince charming, dreaming of a handsome knight. But it is just a dream, and you will wake up eventually, and after waking up, you will find yourself ridiculous at that time. Although I will not regret having such a dream, I will not pursue it again."
"You can pursue it."
"What's the point of catching up? It's just a residual image of the past. Compared with the past, I value the present more, the people in front of me and our home more."
"Sora, you have really changed a lot."
The man smiled, like the warm sunshine in winter.
The former sharpness, the former pride, the former arrogance, all have become smooth and harmonious due to the polishing of time, just like a peerless sword now has a scabbard.
"Same to you, Kenneth."
The women, on the other hand, were calm and composed, bringing out their charm to the fullest.
There are many beautiful women in this world, but as time goes by, their beautiful faces will gradually age and become ordinary women.
Sora used to be that kind of woman, but after a series of misfortunes, she has grown a lot. Now she is no longer the vase with nothing but beauty. Even if her face is gone, she can still rely on her temperament. Her life accumulation over the years has become an elegant peony.
Therefore, this pair of men and women have their current unshakable status and are so popular.
"But if you decide to go, I will go to the battlefield with you. You must be somewhat unwilling to accept the defeat you suffered ten years ago. It's not like no one has used this incident to attack you, saying it's the only stain on your life."
Hearing his wife's slightly provocative words, Kenneth waved his hand casually.
"Let them say whatever they want. I don't need to prove anything to anyone. I am certainly unwilling, but I have also faced the reality. It is better for me to stay in the workshop and do research. Fighting is not suitable for me. And if you and I leave, who will take care of Waver? Although he didn't say it, I know deep down that he really wants to go. Even if I go, I won't be the protagonist of this war. That is Shinji's base camp. You don't need to think about how much preparation he has made. But—"
Having said that, Kenneth glanced down and saw that the woman in a suit that the two men were paying attention to had disappeared.
"—What I can see, Barthomello can see too. Why would you send her to Fuyuki? She is the best 'executor', a very valuable talent. If she dies in Fuyuki, Barthomello will definitely be under a lot of pressure."
"Will they ask her to assist Shinji?" Sora asked.
Kenneth shook his head: "No, the identity of an executor is too sensitive. Why not choose someone from Team E?"
"If you care so much, you can just ask directly."
"That's right, I'll contact Bartomero right away."
As he spoke, Kenneth picked up the dedicated communication line on the table.
"I'm El-Melloi, I want to see Barthelmero."
"What? She's not here? Where did she go? When will she be back?"
"Okay, I got it. Let me know as soon as she comes back."
"You're not here at this time?"
Sora exclaimed in surprise. She knew how many things had happened recently. Fuhailin, the Demon Eye Collection Train, Hatres, the serial murder case seven years ago, none of them were trivial. She had to deal with all these things personally, and she shouldn't leave at this time.
"They said the Dead Apostles were acting strangely, so I took Squad E to investigate."
This was the reason the Law and Politics Department gave to Kenneth, and Sora thought it was reasonable.
"The previous events were more or less related to the Dead Apostles. It's normal for Barthelmero to do this."
"But I still feel like something is wrong, I'm—"
"Knock, knock, knock." Someone knocked on the office door.
Kenneth straightened his shirt, sat back at his desk, and responded, "Come in."
"Excuse me." A girl in a blue dress pushed the door open.
"It's Edelfelt, what's going on?" Kenneth knew her name, Luviaserinta Edelfelt, a freshman who had just enrolled in the mineral class not long ago and was favored by many people.
"I have an urgent matter in my hometown and I came to ask for leave from you." Luvia handed over the leave application.
"I understand. You can go back and make up for it after the class is back."
This kind of situation is common in the Clock Tower, and Kenneth has no reason not to approve it.
"Thank you." Luvia nodded politely and stood up to leave.
"Let's continue with the previous topic—"
"Ring, ring, ring." The cell phone rang, and I looked at the caller ID - Webber Velvet.
"Decided? I knew you would do this."
"Go ahead. Don't worry about what's happening here. Sora and I are here. We'll secretly send someone to assist Renis. After all, this is the El-Melloi classroom."
The call ended quickly. Neither Weber nor Kenneth were the kind of people who would drag their feet. They would not waste any more time after a few words. Kenneth put down his phone and prepared to continue discussing Lorelaia with his wife.
However, fate seemed to be playing a trick on him. As soon as his hand left the table, the cell phone rang again.
The person who called this time was of a higher status than Weber, his name was Marisbilly Animusphia, one of the thirteen departments of the Clock Tower, and the Lord of the Astronomy Department!
Kenneth had only one thought in his mind at this moment—what was going on? One after another.
PS: Kenneth is no longer averse to technology and is very adept at using various high-tech methods.