Waver was slightly surprised when he saw the "stigmata" on Lorelaia's hand, but after calming down, he shook his head and said:
"That's not a valid reason. The 'Stigmata' is just a ticket. You can use it or not. You must know how much risk you take to go to Fuyuki."
Lorelaia did not answer, but asked: "What about you? Why do you want to go? There are as many people who want you dead so that they can divide up the El-Melloi classroom as there are people who want me dead."
"I had to go for a reason, something I had to prove, something I had to tell someone - something that was more important than my life."
Compared to his previous emotions of excitement, shock, disbelief, etc., Weber is now very calm, but this calmness just demonstrates his iron will.
Perhaps this persistence seemed ridiculous and stupid to outsiders, but Weber did not regret it at all.
Faker, who was standing behind him in spirit form, was slightly absent-minded. For a moment, she saw the shadow of that man in him. The king who knew that the sea at the end of the world did not exist, but still wanted to embark on an expedition; the fool who did not sever the ties with his subjects even though his empire was divided and destroyed by his subjects.
"A bunch of idiots." The shadow warrior's lips moved, but no sound came out.
Weber was unaware of this and continued to ask: "Do you have anything like this?"
"Of course." Lorelaia nodded without hesitation, "This is not the place to talk. Follow me."
"Available boarding time..."
"Don't worry, I have already arranged a special plane. This is faster, more secretive and safer."
Weber's eyelids twitched unconsciously, and he felt the obvious gap again and again. Although they were both one of the thirteen departments, his modern magic department was still a new department after all, and its accumulation and foundation were far behind those of the old families. He had to take out a loan to rebuild the teaching building, but they could easily arrange a special plane here, and even quietly arranged it to London International Airport - Hiros Airport.
Barthelmero's private plane is nothing special from the outside, it looks like an ordinary passenger plane, but the inside is a different world. It has a living room, office, private bedroom, activity room, and other standard features for the rich. In the center of the fuselage, there is a small workshop that uses the "Son of Fuhailin" as the core drive. In addition, the fuselage is also protected by magic and physics. With two machine guns and a few missiles, people would believe it is an air fortress.
Here, in the heavily guarded workshop, Loreleija finally stated the reason why she wanted to go.
"The reason for the unusual movement of the Dead Apostles has been found out. Otten Luoche recently initiated a Dead Apostles meeting. The details of the meeting are unknown, but one thing is certain, a number of Dead Apostles have recently entered the Far East. According to information provided by the Chinese side, it is very likely that Zu is among them."
"Zu! Are you sure?" Weber frowned involuntarily.
"Although there are no confirmed witnesses, judging from the traces left at the scene, the possibility is not low."
"The identity of the ancestor."
"Unknown, but there were feathers that looked like bird feathers left at the scene."
"You think it's Ottenroche?"
"I can't be sure, but since there is such a possibility, Bartomero can't sit idly by. This is Bartomero's mission and responsibility."
Barthomello's obsession with the "King of the Dead Apostles" (in name) is almost as great as the history of the Clock Tower itself. Perhaps it is precisely because of this obsession that Barthomello has become so powerful - modern magic is, in a sense, the product of obsession.
"Professor Velvet, your reasoning and analytical abilities are unmatched in the entire Clock Tower. I need your help to find out the purpose of the vampires and where they are."
"So you took them with you?"
Waver still frowned. He respected Barthelmero's determination and choice, but that didn't mean he could accept Loreleija's involvement of his students.
Weber doesn’t care about students’ choices after graduation, but as long as they are in the classroom, Weber is responsible for them. This is his bottom line.
"No, you misunderstood. They took the initiative to propose the employment contract. I just wanted to confirm your whereabouts through them. I have heard of the name of the 'two peaks' of the El-Melloi classroom. If they are willing, I hope they will join the Law and Politics Department after graduation."
"Ah, I'm so famous."
"You flatter me, Lord."
Hearing Lorelaia's praise, the two blond boys smiled brightly at the same time.
Weber's face turned black at the same time. He knew that Lorelaia was not lying. These two guys were definitely capable of doing such a thing. The name of the Law and Politics Department could intimidate others, but it might not intimidate these two problem students who were eager to cause chaos in the world. But why did Coles also join in
Noticing the teacher's gaze, Coles smiled bitterly: "I was asking Flatt about the application of the 'primitive battery' at that time... and you asked me to keep an eye on them, Professor."
"I asked you to keep an eye on them, not to play with them."
"Professor, I think my presence can at least play a positive role at a critical moment."
"I hope you'll keep your word. Now go back to bed, and both of you should go back too."
Weber waved his hand to chase the people away, and Flatt and Sfin suddenly became anxious.
"No, Professor, please don't chase us away."
"We have already signed a contract with Lord Barthelmero."
"The contract is void, that's ok."
Weber looked directly at Loreleija, who said.
"No problem, but I think there's nothing wrong with bringing them along."
"Lord—"
"Don't be anxious, Professor Velvet, just listen to me. The first and most important reason is, do you think they won't go if you don't let them go? If they really want to go, there are too many ways for them to do so."
As expected of the Lord of the Law and Politics Department, he hit Waver's sore spot with just one sentence.
Let's not talk about Colles, will Flatt and Sfen be obedient? It's impossible to think with your ass. If these two problem students were willing to be obedient, they wouldn't be here tonight.
Moreover, Waver knew that they were determined to go to Japan, and the arrangements he made might not be able to stop them. You have to know that Flatt's talent is to find loopholes and flaws, and the whole classroom combined cannot match him in this aspect. In addition, with the super intuition and physical strength brought by Sven's animal magic, the only thing that can hold them is perhaps the "black cell" specially used by the Law and Politics Department to hold magicians.
"Second, their abilities are very helpful for this operation. One is good at eavesdropping, and the other has a keen nose."
Hearing this, Weber and Gray looked away at the same time, pretending they couldn't bear to watch. These two reputations were earned through their tragic experiences.