Aslan, looking at this middle-aged female magus before him, gently tilted his head, signaling for them to get lost immediately. Faced with Aslan's attitude, these few magi did not feel slighted. On the contrary, they were glad that this person before them did not intend to keep them in mind. In fact, they were now constantly praying that this great god would look down on them even more.
That's right, they were just insignificant ants on the ground, so just let them crawl away quietly. That middle-aged female magus was also glad that she had only sacrificed a mouth, both feet, and one hand to be able to survive. At worst, she would just not be able to do this kind of work anymore. Anyway, she had also earned a lot of money these years. It was no problem to find a place to live in seclusion and retire. Although she had to be careful of some people retaliating against her, it was much better than dying here now.
Looking at the backs of these few people leaving in a panic, Aslan guessed that before long, the stories about him, especially those in which he was the villain, would probably be passed down by word of mouth among the magi of Great Britain again. What was this? An outdated story regaining its youth?
No matter what, his name would be firmly remembered in the hearts of this group of magi, and would also form a kind of deterrence in their hearts.
"Alright, even the people from the Clock Tower were forced to retreat. The others should also know to back off, right? If this group of magi still has some little ideas... then don't blame me for being ruthless."
The forging hammer in Aslan's hand slammed hard on the ground. The entire building began to rapidly return to its original state. At the same time, he also signaled to the two little brats to follow him and leave together. This represented that these two little brats were now completely under his protection. Aslan's actions and thinking were, more or less, also influenced by the concepts of the dragon race. After all, the dragon race was a species with a very strong sense of territory and possession.
There were not many fools among the magi. Although there were self-righteous existences, if one was not smart, one would not have been able to reach this step today. The person whom even the old rogue Clock Tower could not take down, it would be a waste of effort for them to make a move.
For a moment, this city, which seemed to have had its time stopped, began to flow again. The magical barrier that had been set up here had already vanished without a trace. This was the compromise of the other magi to the current situation, and also represented their surrender.
After feeling that the surrounding magical barrier had completely disappeared, the two little ones following behind Aslan finally breathed a sigh of relief. The experience of these few days was definitely unforgettable in their lives. If they could, they would absolutely not want to experience it a second time.
"Human Order Security Organization, Chaldea. Rescue mission complete. Correspondingly, from now on, you two little ones will have to work at Chaldea. Speaking of which, I really didn't expect that in just these few years, you would have grown to this extent, Matou Shinji..."
Shinji lifted his head and looked at the golden-haired young man before him. He thought left and right, but still couldn't remember when he had seen him. Plus, the identity of the person before him was extraordinary. It was for this reason that both boys felt a bit restrained. If the one before them was really that blacksmith from 1500 years ago... could it be that this one was a Heroic Spirit? But it seemed that this one had already appeared at the Clock Tower before the Holy Grail War.
"I'm sorry, I still can't remember where I've seen you..."
Looking at the boy who was called a genius by the outside world, bowing his head very humbly, perhaps it was because of his own identity, but it was also because this child, at a young age, had been wandering alone as an orphan. Or perhaps it was because he had met a good teacher? In any case, after leaving the Matou family, this child had grown into a not-so-dislikable appearance.
As expected, there is no harm without comparison. Looking at the "Shinji-cup" in his memory, and then looking at this good child who was constantly learning in order to find his little sister, why was there such a big difference between people?
"The Fourth Holy Grail War... you should have investigated your own family by now, right? As the sole heir of the Matou family's bloodline, what are your thoughts?"
This person before me knows about my family's unbearable magic? Kariya, after the old mansion had burned down, had also considered whether he should leave some of the words he wanted to say. At the very least, to tell his little nephew the truth about their family, and the truth that he had once escaped from.
Although the darkness of the family had already disappeared in the flames, it did not mean that the things of the past would turn to nothing with the fire. The descendants of the Matou family had already lost their talent for magic. Unless they returned to their homeland or went to a land that could improve the problem of their incompatible magic foundation, from now on, the Matou family would have a new life. They had to bear the filth and sins of the past and continue to move forward. Although it was a bit cruel to let his nephew bear such a heavy burden and walk alone, Kariya, before rushing to the final battlefield, had still, with a bit of selfishness, left a letter with the truth, and had only given it to Shinji after his own death.
After a Holy Grail War, he had gained nothing, and had even sacrificed himself. Plus, in these years, because of the filth of the Matou family, and everything he had experienced, he actually still had a bit of resentment. It was not until the moment he closed his eyes that Kariya discovered that he actually had hatred for this family.
Shinji clenched his fists slightly, and then suddenly let go. If the hero from ancient times before him wanted to settle the score with his family, he could have done so just now. Why wait until now? This sentence should be to test whether he knew of his family's past.
Shinji nodded, but from his emotions and expression, it still showed that he did not want to talk much about his family's past.
Upon seeing the last of this family's direct bloodline show such an attitude, Aslan was even more satisfied. At the very least, the three views of the one before him were correct. In that case, there should be no problem in letting him have contact with Sakura. It just so happened that with this child's level of genius, he could make up for some of Sakura's shortcomings in technological production. It should be able to accelerate Sakura's completion of the "Kamen Rider Project."
"In the Fourth Holy Grail War, the one who burned down the former Matou family was me. And the one who saved you, who was not burned by the flames, was also me. It doesn't matter what kind of attitude you have towards me. Whether it's hatred or understanding, it doesn't matter. All I have to say is this. The rest, you will naturally know when you get to Antarctica."