Type Month; My fiancée is a politician

It is considered to be part of the current headquarters of the association, and the headquarters of the Clock Tower is located outside London, England.

Founded in the first year of the Western calendar, it has grown and developed as the latest research institution. Compared with the outdated sea of uncertainty, ninety percent of Western European magicians will choose the clock tower. It is full of new doctrines.

As a gathering place for magicians all over the world, there are countless magicians who study magic day and night, as well as careerists who want to win down other factions and compete for power.

The structure of this organization is complex and strange, and it can never be called a heart, but their magic research is indeed the most cutting-edge in the world.

The highest school in the world of magic. Although there are school rules, there are no laws in human society.

Weber. Vervette!

No one has ever known Weber Velvett’s talents, and as a magician, he is not from a famous family, second, he has no talent for excellence, and third, he has no teaching from a famous teacher.

To be able to come to the headquarters of the Magic Association, the highest academy of the Clock Tower, he relied on nothing more than his own efforts.

He has always believed that this great cause is an unmatched honor, and he believes in this and is proud of his talent. Only I am the most prominent student since the clock tower was founded, and anyone has to be impressed, at least that’s what Webb himself thought.

Indeed, the Virvet family’s lineage as magicians has only lasted for three generations. Compared with the descendants of the magician family with a history, Weber may be slightly inferior in the density of magic engraving and the number of magic circuits, but as the generations continue, the number of circuits and the density of engraving continue to accumulate and expand. Many of the scholarship students in the Clock Tower are after more than six generations of pure blood.

The mystery of magic cannot be completed in one generation, and the fruits of parents’ lifelong research are inherited by their children, and it is through this means that magic can be expected to become more and more sophisticated. The more generations passed down the magic family, the stronger the magic power, is for this reason.

In addition, although the number of magicians’ magic circuits was determined at birth, some hereditary magic families were planning to increase the number of circuits of their descendants by eugenics, so they opened a gap with the emerging magic families at this point. In other words, in the magic world, the advantages and disadvantages have been determined in advance based on origin, which is a generally accepted view.

But Webb doesn’t think so.

The difference in historical origin can be compensated for by increasing experience. Even without a great magic circuit, it is possible to make up for innate differences in quality through a deep understanding of spells and proficiency in using magic, as Weber has always believed. He considers himself a good example and has been actively trying to boast of his talents.

But the reality is too harsh. Those who flaunt their ancient pedigree, and those sycophants who follow famous families day and night. Only those guys are the mainstream of the clock tower, and the trend of the clock tower is determined by these guys. Even the lecturers are no exception. He only had expectations for disciples from famous families, not to mention teaching spells to a researcher from a lowly background like Weber, and even he was reluctant to enter the reading room to read the magic guide book.

Why is the degree of expectation of a mage’s future determined by bloodline?

Why does the reliability of a theory depend on the experience of many generations?

No one paid attention to Weber’s doubts. The lecturers used rhetoric to deceive Weber’s theoretical research, then dismissed Weber as if they had refuted, and then laughed at it and ignored it.

It’s so incomprehensible. This anxiety drove Weber to take practical action.

To impeach the rotten system of the clock tower, Webb wrote a paper. The name is “Ask the Path of Magic in the New Century”. Three years of conception, two years of research, and one year of writing, this is the crystallization of his countless thoughts, and it is also an attack on traditional concepts.

The thinking is clear, the ideas are ahead, and there is simply no flaw.

If such an article is published, it will definitely cause an impulse to the entire wizarding world.

Unfortunately, this is only if.

Several pages of the article in his hand were arbitrarily burned by the lecturer of the séance, and he still remembered the words of the eldest man named Kenneth Elmeloy Archilud, who had continued the nine generations of the magical family Archilud.

[A delusional person like you is not suitable for the study of magic! ] 】

The voice of pity contained coldness, Kenneth said.

After that, Webb began to degenerate, until his anger accumulated to a terrifying point when he heard about something called the Holy Grail War.

“Have you heard? Chaldea and the people of the Clock Tower have a clash of ideas, and Chaldea wants to integrate magic into modern society, combined with technology to make human development faster. ”

And the clock tower, who believed in “Rudang’s concealment”, told that the Chaldeans were heretics, and the two sides had been at loggerheads. ”

So……..

“Holy Grail War?”

With the Holy Grail of the Desire Machine, which hides great magic, the Spirit of Heroes appears in the contemporary world and drives the Spirits to the death.

Titles, authority, anything loses its meaning, it all depends on the real contest of strength.

That’s a bit barbaric, but it’s a simple and fair way to determine the good and bad.

It is a good opportunity for talented people to raise their eyebrows, and it is an ideal gorgeous stage to show themselves.

Lady Luck, she finally smiled at the excited Weber.

“This Holy Grail battle, I must participate!”

With this in mind, the beginning of everything was the omission of the Clock Tower Financial Management Division.

Kenneth’s relic of a certain hero shipped from Machedonia was entrusted to Weber, a disciple, to his mentor, along with ordinary mailings, which were supposed to be opened in the presence of Kenneth himself.

However, Webb, who did not see Kenneth’s presence, immediately realized that it was the medium used to summon Servant in the Holy Grail War. At this time, he encountered a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

There is no longer any nostalgia for the decaying clock tower. The gold medal brilliance of the chief graduate is nothing short of rubbish compared to the honor brought by Fuyuki’s holy grail. Weber. The moment when Vivette won the war was when the shrimp soldiers and crab generals of the Magic Association crawled at his feet.

From that day on, Webb left England and headed all the way to the far east of the cherry blossom country. The Clock Tower immediately understood who had stolen the mail to Kenneth, but they did not send pursuers. No one knew Weber was interested in the Holy Grail War.

In the eyes of all, according to Weber . Virvet’s ability to estimate that the reason he did this was at best to hide Kenneth’s things out of anger, and no one expected that he would not have the self-knowledge to the extent of risking death to participate in a magic competition. Regarding this, the people of the Clock Tower are indeed a little too underestimating the character of Weber.

In the countryside of the Far East, in Fuyuki City, the land that decided his fate, now Weber is hiding in bed wrapped in a blanket, desperately trying to hold back the snickering that keeps pouring in. No, this is something I can’t help but endure. Through the sunlight shining through the gap in the curtain, he raised his right hand every few seconds and let out a snicker.

“Hahaha… Hahahahaha!

If I win, I must win, this is my war, I must win! ”

Well, this is an accident within an accident, the fourteen royal lords relay the night between Tong Yanye, and the fourth royal lord after Danic and Kaos, Weber. The story of Vervet.