Although he was stunned by Lu Kang's words, Waver quickly remembered what he wanted to say. After a barrage of furious words, he finally understood Lu Kang's situation and choice.
"You... if you need any help, just contact me by phone. Although I don't have much influence, I'll do what I can," Waver said. "Of course, there is one very, very important point—don't come looking for me for a while. You're a first-class dangerous element right now, and I don't want to get involved!" With these final words, Waver hung up.
In the El-Melloi manor, Lu Kang rubbed his chin. He thought to himself that this guy really wanted him to stay in a safe place and not run around, but he pretended to be someone who didn't want to be implicated... "What a tsundere," Lu Kang sighed with emotion.
"Tsundere?" Opposite him, the standing Kayneth glanced at him.
Lu Kang remembered this was England, and in this era, the term 'tsundere' had not yet appeared. So he explained, "It means someone who says one thing but means another."
Kayneth understood slightly, but Lu Kang's next sentence made the Lord El-Melloi's face darken a little. Lu Kang said, "Similar in nature to you. As expected of 'teacher and student'."
"But I still have to say, a male tsundere is pretty disgusting!" he repeated, using his favorite phrase.
"But don't you forget, you are also my student—a member of the grand classroom of Spiritual Evocation." The first-class lecturer raised his head proudly and didn't dwell on the topic. "But that arrogant little brat is right. Compared to an honorable opponent like Barthomeloi, those little brats lurking in the dark, coveting the power of 'Luvest', are the real trouble. For the next few days, you should just stay in this manor for now."
"And by the way... I'll introduce my 'niece' to you—"
"No, no, I couldn't possibly accept!" Lu Kang refused instantly.
Kayneth stroked the side of his lips and couldn't help but grin. "Then so be it!" he said. "I have a date, so I won't keep you company here. If you need anything, just inform the servants of the manor, Mr. Luvest. Please make yourself at home!"
With these words, Kayneth strode away. His steps seemed elegant, but they were actually a bit hurried... Lu Kang's ear twitched slightly. He seemed to hear a faint conversation.
'Sola-Ui, have you arrived?'
'Sorry, there was a small accident here, but it's been resolved now. I'll be right there.'
'Don't worry, leave it to me—'
Outside the wall, Kayneth was on the phone as he left the manor, his tone somewhat fawning. Unfortunately, the voice on the other end of the line seemed a bit impatient.
Sola-Ui Nuada-Re Sophia-Ri. Daughter of the Head of the Department of Spiritual Evocation, another Lord of the Clock Tower, Brishisan Nuada-Re Frain. Kayneth's fiancée. The woman he deeply loved—unrequitedly.
"Such a normal person... why did he choose to be a simp?" Lu Kang, who had been 'eavesdropping' the whole time, sighed. His voice echoed unabashedly in the great hall. The young maid standing motionless in the corner bowed, not daring to make any response.
Lu Kang paid her no mind and slowly stood up. Kayneth had just said that there was a library on the third floor, right? He didn't really care where he stayed. He wasn't afraid of any kings of hell or little ghosts. But when he heard Kayneth's words just now, he felt a bit of an occupational hazard kick in—an eagerness to check out the library on the third floor. And he was actually very curious. In this 'later age', what exactly was the definitive evaluation of himself?
Anyway, from the looks of it, it wasn't suitable for him to leave the sphere of influence of the Clock Tower for a short time. He would not forget the threat from another world's greatest power, outside the Clock Tower. Although he was confident and looked forward to reuniting with Anastasia in the modern era, he was not arrogant. Faced with the internal forces of the Clock Tower, he could leverage power against power. But against external forces, he needed to be more fully prepared.
And from the beginning, he had no intention of retrieving the storage of Academy City so quickly. He had missed one Holy Grail War in the simulation, and Academy City was, in a way, his preparation for participating in the Holy Grail War in this real world. Plus, although the next simulation still required piecing together dream fragments, with one success under his belt, the time would not be long. Just a three-day cooldown. He somewhat hoped that this next simulation would give him a chance to successfully infiltrate the Church.
As for these three days... he would pass the time with the El-Melloi library!
...
Meanwhile, at the Church headquarters, the Vatican.
As a city-state within Italy, it was separated from the Italian capital of Rome by only three walls. But this place, with a land area of less than half a square kilometer, only the size of a town, was undoubtedly a holy land in the hearts of hundreds of millions of religious believers.
But at this moment, below the radiant and holy great cathedral in the center of this 'holy land', a figure was hurrying past. An archbishop in red robes passed through a dark, deep corridor and arrived in the unknown underground. He held a candle that shone with the mystic light of a 'Miracle', and as if pushing open an ancient coffin... he pushed open the forbidden great door at the deepest part of the underground. But with all his strength, he only managed to open a crack.
"His Holiness the Pope has received a divine revelation. The descendant of the most ferocious and evil 'Luvest' of the past has appeared." He stood outside the door, speaking to the seemingly bottomless crack. He said in a low voice, "He is our great enemy, a villain who has defied God. His Eminence's meaning is—to have the Burial Agency act, to completely erase the last traces of 'Luvest' in this world!"
The archbishop's voice drifted down the long corridor. The single candle flame he held flickered. The world seemed to freeze for a moment. After a moment, a voice that was impossible to distinguish as male or female came from the crack. "Understood."
"Tell His Eminence—we will act!"
"Thank you for your trouble." Only then did the archbishop breathe a sigh of relief and bow, leaving. His steps were hurried. It wasn't until he had completely left the corridor and returned to the surface, meeting the sunlight from above, that he finally relaxed. But his back was already soaked with sweat... Even as a 'Cardinal', a high-ranking figure in the Church second only to the Pope, he couldn't help but be terrified in the face of those monsters.
But in the next second, the archbishop's expression suddenly relaxed. Those guys were indeed monsters. Monsters among monsters. But at the same time, they were also the Church's sharpest 'blade'... even if they had failed before. But precisely because there was a first time, the second time, they would be even more determined!
"All who defy God shall dissolve under the blade."
And so, soon after the archbishop left the underground, from within the door that had been pushed open a crack, someone spoke in a low voice.
"Who will go?" 'he' asked.
The next second, with a shout, a faint light lit up in the darkness. In the light, different human-like hazy figures appeared, their specific features unclear. The projections surrounded the figure that was already there—a figure completely bound, tied to a cross. Outside of 'him', there were seven people. The Sinner and the seven 'apostles'...
"No matter how many times I see it, Director Nrvnqsr's posture is quite innovative!" the first 'apostle' to speak said. His voice was crisp and young, like a boy's. "But it is, after all, a penance imitating Christ..."
"Now is not the time for your commentary, Lord Merem Solomon, the 'Crown' of the Sixth," another projection glanced at him. The voice that came out was thick and muffled, as if coming through a sheet of iron.
The 'boy' who had spoken first shrugged, still with a nonchalant look. "Yes, yes, your status is higher than mine. I'll listen to you, Mr. Cardinal of the Shadow-Border Church!"
That projection seemed to give a slight nod.
"Luvest... that most ferocious and evil man? Sounds like this matter most likely has nothing to do with me," the third projection to speak said. It looked tall and burly, but its words were very weak. "I'm just a logistics person—at most, a driver. Fighting is not my thing. I'll have to wait for the real Fourth Seat to wake up before I can decide!"
The Sinner 'Nrvnqsr' was noncommittal and turned his gaze to the boy's projection...
"I can't spare the time. I still have to keep an eye on those True Ancestors—even though I myself am just a mere Dead Apostle..." the boy said without reservation.
"I am in secluded prayer and still need time," the 'Cardinal of the Shadow-Border Church' also declined. But they did seem to be busy. Then...
"Leave it to me!" a clear and crisp voice sounded. The person who spoke was a small projection, clearly a rather young girl. The 'Sinner' seemed to be taken aback for a moment, then nodded.
"Although this matter would actually be more suitable for the Third Seat, the 'Heavenly Demon', she was completely transformed from a nun into a demon because of Luvest back then. Unfortunately, she is in Japan now and cannot leave—"
"So I can only leave it to you, the Seventh Seat, 'The Bow', Ciel."
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