Magician in Type-Moon

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Because he didn't want the bento to get cold before eating, he rushed to his destination as quickly as possible.

He was eager to find out what was going on with Rider, and he was very unhappy that his servant had refused to show up for no reason.

He absolutely did not want to make himself look so embarrassed, and besides, it was already shameful enough to make his servants worry about such unnecessary things.

Although Weber was weak and incompetent, he was unwilling to admit it.

If he makes thorough preparations, he can stand tall and tell Rider his own worth, and that he has made all the necessary preparations to achieve the best results.

That's why Weber stubbornly remained silent.

He walked through the residential area and came to an undeveloped mixed forest. There wasn't even a walking trail in this forest, but Weber continued to walk deeper into it without the slightest hesitation.

Although the scenery at dawn and dusk is very different, this place is still familiar to Weber.

Weber finally arrived at his destination and immediately looked around to make sure everything was alright before letting out a sigh of relief.

He immediately laid out a thermal mat on the ground covered with fallen leaves and began to enjoy the bento box he had bought from the convenience store.

The bento box that had been microwaved was long gone and tasted practically nothing, but that didn't matter. The most important thing now was to consume as many calories as possible.

"Is that stuff tasty?" After a full day and night, Rider finally spoke.

To Weber's surprise, even though he was still just a spirit, the first thing he asked about was his appetite.

"No, it tastes awful. Japanese food culture is nothing special."

Upon hearing Waver's sour reply, Rider, still in spirit form, sighed deeply, sounding quite mournful.

silence......

The silence was inexplicably awkward.

However, Webber was still quite at ease. The young apprentice magician, with a poker face, quickly shoveled the eel and egg lunchbox into his mouth and continued:

"You should know where this is, right? This is the place that summoned you. For you, this is the most suitable ley line in the entire Fuyuki, right? The recovery efficiency should be much higher here."

The cost of the battle with Archer and the collapse of the 'King's Army' was enormous.

Even if this grand magic was created by collecting magical energy from other Heroic Spirits, the burden of creating and maintaining such a large Reality Marble must have been immense.

In addition, Rider himself fought inside the barrier while fighting Archer, and was covered in injuries.

This drain was extremely heavy for Rider, so heavy that he had to give up his previous insistence on materialization and focus on recuperation.

The reason why Rider's magical energy would drop to the point where he needed to reduce his physical manifestations is obvious to anyone—because Waver, as his Master, couldn't keep up with the amount of magical energy Rider needed to recover.

Furthermore, Rider seems to strongly resist that newly acquired power, but for some reason, he has no choice but to...

"Speaking of which, why did you and Lancer's new Master agree to meet here, kid?" Rider suddenly asked, breaking the silence.

“First of all, there are the most suitable spiritual veins for you here, which can speed up your recovery and prevent unpredictable battles from happening later,” Weber explained irritably.

"Haha, it seems you've learned to be cautious too."

"If I can't learn anything, how can I..."

Waver didn't say the second half of his question: "How can I be qualified to be Rider's Master?"

Judging from the current situation, he is indeed far inferior to the other Masters, especially after this crushing defeat, the harsh reality has dealt him a heavy blow.

"Also, Mr. Kenneth's remains are buried here..."

"When did this happen? How come I didn't know?" Rider scratched his head. He usually wouldn't care too much about such trivial matters.

"Hmph, when I got home that day, after I found out that Assassin was following me, I just ran away, didn't I? In the end, I brought back a bunch of game consoles and some random merchandise, and now we don't have much money left."

"That day, I originally intended to cut off Assassin's head, but Lancer came, so I had to let her get her revenge."

Suddenly, Rider's eyes narrowed as he looked into the depths of the woods, where a familiar yet vibrant aura surged forth.

"come yet?"

Chapter 110 Negotiation

In the woods, the shadows of the trees swayed, and the moonlight spilled onto the ground, as if adding a veil of mystery to the upcoming meeting.

A tense atmosphere filled the air, as if the entire world was holding its breath in anticipation of this crucial conversation.

Waver's heart tightened, knowing that Lancer's new Master and she herself had arrived. He composed himself, stood up, and prepared to greet the 'Master's Wife'.

A figure gradually emerged from the shadows of the trees.

Her steps were light yet firm, but each step appeared steady and powerful.

Lancer, clad in blue armor and wielding a long spear, followed behind his new Master, exuding a heroic air and sharp eyes as he surveyed the surroundings, vigilant against any potential threats.

“Wave Velvet, a third-generation magician, came to the Clock Tower from a remote rural area, then entered the El-Melloi classroom, and submitted a paper just a month ago,” Lancer’s new Master said softly.

"Isn't 'On the Path of Demonic Path in the New Century' your work?"

Weber was slightly taken aback when he heard these words. He didn't expect that his "teacher's wife" would bring up these things right away. He thought he would be questioned or challenged, but instead she described his background in detail.

He composed himself, then nodded, surprised by the other person's detailed knowledge of him. "Yes."

“Kenneth mentioned you to me, saying you’re a little devil who wants to fly before he can even walk.”

Weber's expression stiffened slightly upon hearing this. He knew Kenneth didn't think highly of him, but hearing it said so directly still made him feel somewhat uncomfortable.

“Yes, I do have many shortcomings,” he replied, trying to remain calm, despite feeling some resentment and shame deep down.

"You don't need to be too ashamed. I've read your paper too. It has some great ideas, but that's about it."

Upon hearing this, Weber frowned slightly, feeling a hint of displeasure.

Although the other person's words contained a hint of praise, their condescending attitude made him very uncomfortable.

"Thank you for your feedback." He forced a smile and replied, "I will continue to work hard."

"You don't need to be too dissatisfied. What you lack is time to gain experience. Perhaps this Holy Grail War will teach you a lot."

Upon hearing this, Weber nodded slightly, trying his best to appear calm.

He knew that although the other party's words were harsh, they were not without reason. Just like now, because of his own incompetence, Rider had to save the magic power needed to maintain his physical form.

But the other party seemed to want to elaborate on the matter further.

"This paper caused Kenneth quite a bit of trouble back then, Weber Velvet."

"While your paper is innovative, some of your views are clearly somewhat presumptuous, even reckless. You should understand that the world of magic is a place that values ​​tradition and rules."

"Weber, if this paper is published, what do you think your fate will be?"

Solau continued speaking, wanting to understand Weber Velvet's character and abilities through this incident, and hoping to evoke some gratitude in him.

If it were Waver before he participated in the Holy Grail War, he might have thought that Kenneth wanted to suppress a talent like him.

However, even though it was only a few days after he participated in the Holy Grail War, he still grew to a certain extent.

On the other hand, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call Weber Velvet a genius; he could quickly learn from a situation and reflect on himself.

In fact, he had discussed this matter with Rider. He was indignant at the time, but he felt that Kenneth was trying to suppress him.

But after hearing the whole story, Rider only asked him a few questions.

What kind of place is the Clock Tower?

What kind of person is your teacher usually?

What do other people think of you?

After answering these questions, Rider told him to think about it carefully.

He had thought about it himself, and he realized that he hadn't considered things thoroughly. Even before he made this decision, the old man, Mr. Machiri, had asked him to reconsider.

Now, facing Solau's questions, Weber understood Solau's intentions: to gain the upper hand in the upcoming negotiations, but this was something that would indeed cost him money.

He hadn't expected to receive any reward from Kenneth's body, which was something Solau hadn't anticipated.

Weber took a deep breath and said calmly:

"The teacher's remains are his last dignity, and I never thought of getting anything from them."

Upon hearing this, Sorawu, realizing his plan had been exposed, paused slightly, then revealed a barely perceptible smile:

"Kenneth would be pleased with this gesture in heaven."

“The teacher’s body lies beneath this soil,” Weber said softly, his eyes filled with remembrance and respect.

Solau nodded slightly. She walked to the land, and after confirming it was auspicious with her magic, she stood silently for a moment before asking:

"What are your plans next? Do you want to form an alliance with us?"

This question wasn't directed at Waver, but rather at Rider, who hadn't shown up yet. In Solau's mind, the one in control on Waver's side wasn't the Master, but rather the Servant.

Her gaze kept sweeping behind Weber, and her guess was indeed correct.

but...

Just then, Rider finally appeared. His body was tall and imposing, covered in arcs of lightning, exuding an undeniable sense of oppression.

"Our plans? That's a top military secret. Even if you want to know, you'll have to show some sincerity first. As for whether to form an alliance, that depends on my Master's decision."

Solau smiled slightly and nodded: "Is that so? Our current target is the Tohsaka family, right? Although Tohsaka Tokiomi is dead, Archer seems to have found a new Master, so they are also inextricably linked to Kenneth's death."

Weber glanced at Rider, then at Solau, his mind racing. This kind of information could be easily investigated, but to just hand it over like that... was he trying to win me over by avenging his teacher?

The woman in front of him was not easy to deal with, and Rider was obviously waiting for his decision.

Forming an alliance is indeed a good solution, and our own capabilities are indeed somewhat lacking. However, it is also a clear question who will take the lead after forming an alliance.

From the current perspective, Lancer's side is indeed stronger than them... This is something Rider probably doesn't want to see... But forming an alliance at this moment is indeed a better thing.

Therefore, he gave himself the choice.

After a long silence, Weber finally spoke: "We have never intended to form an alliance, but if you would like us to rank our adversaries, we might consider it."

The expressions on the faces of those who heard this were all subtle and nuanced.

Rider looked at Webber with admiration and patted Webber on the back with his palm. This time he controlled the force, but the electric arcs wrapped around his body still made Webber twitch a little.

Lancer, on the other hand, seemed indifferent. She never thought that this alliance would meet the Master's wishes and be successfully completed, since everyone had their own pride.

Solau was somewhat taken aback. She couldn't understand why things had turned out this way. It was clearly a mutually beneficial arrangement. Although she didn't quite understand it, she still accepted it.

"It's a clever choice, but that also means we might become enemies in the future. So who will be your next target?"