Someone in Type-Moon, Starting by Adopting Sakura

"King of Heroes, Gilgamesh...?"

Hearing the name, Kenneth couldn't help but freeze. His eyes widened slightly, and just as he was about to say something, a—

Knock, knock, knock!!

A rapid series of knocks startled him.

Even Fionn, standing opposite him, was taken aback by the sudden knocking.

"What? Someone's breaking in!!"

Kenneth's eyes snapped open. As the master of this Magic Workshop, he knew exactly what was happening.

A Magus had brazenly broken into his Magic Workshop.

How incredibly audacious! To dare to barge into his Magic Workshop and start a fight!

He was about to react, but the familiar voice transmitted through a megaphone from outside the door made Kenneth lower the hand he had just raised.

"...Refrigerators, color TVs, old cell phones."

"You idiot, where did you get that loudspeaker? Give it here, anyway..."

"Ahem, Kenneth-sensei inside, listen up! You are surrounded by Weber and me! If you surrender your arms and yield with courtesy, you shall not lose your position as a marquis!!"

Amplified by the megaphone, Rovey's voice cut through the floor and echoed directly in Kenneth's ears.

That familiar voice, and that infuriating tone...

Even if he were turned to ash, Kenneth could easily recognize it.

"That damned brat, he actually dares to show up at my doorstep! He clearly doesn't have me in his eyes at all!!"

Leaning back in his chair, Kenneth felt the veins on his forehead bulge when he heard that familiar voice. The sheer impact of the situation was so great that, no matter how unwilling he was to believe it, he instantly pictured the scene, nearly suffering a stroke from anger at his own student.

On the other hand, Weber, who had been dragged along by Rovey, was equally shocked by the sight of Rovey holding a loudspeaker and shouting at Kenneth-sensei's workshop. He could perfectly predict the terrifying chemical reaction those words would cause if they reached Kenneth-sensei's ears. The mere thought sent shivers down his spine. If Rovey hadn't been pulling him along, he would have certainly fainted from fear.

"Hoo—"

Huh? They didn't open the door?

"Kenneth-sensei, hurry up and open the door, or I'll have to resort to extraordinary measures."

Rovey shouted loudly.

But at this moment, Kenneth, who was desperately searching for his heart medication, clearly didn't have the time to entertain him.

Extraordinary measures?

He wanted to see what "extraordinary measures" this guy could possibly take. Was he planning to break into the Magic Workshop from the outside?

Ridiculous. This workshop was his meticulously prepared Monarch-class workshop, equipped with three mana reactors for power. Even a Grand Magecraft would struggle to break through from the outside.

What could this kid possibly do?!

Hmph, he's become so degenerate after leaving me. Now he's even spewing empty threats.

Kenneth sneered.

"Hmm, they're still not opening the door? Then don't blame me, Kenneth-sensei, cough cough cough... I remember the beginning was..."

Seeing that his efforts weren't yielding results, Rovey thought seriously for a moment, cleared his throat, and then, with great emotion, slowly recited into the loudspeaker.

"Ah, my beloved, whom I yearn for, the brilliance of morning dew resides within your eyes..."

—Bang!!

The very next moment, the tightly shut door of the Magic Workshop was unceremoniously flung open from the inside.

"See? It worked. Weber, let's go in together?"

Seeing the door open, a smile appeared on Rovey's face. He beckoned to Weber behind him, signaling him to follow.

At this very moment, all Weber could think as he gazed into the room ahead was:

I want to go home...

Chapter Forty-Two: Daily France Bashing (5K words)

About half an hour earlier.

While Kenneth was still worrying about the subsequent developments of this Holy Grail War and discussing future strategies with Fionn.

A peculiar pair of master and disciple were sluggishly making their way through the hotel below him.

"Weber, are your legs bad? Or do you have Parkinson's... We've been crawling for ten minutes just on this two-hundred-meter stretch from the entrance."

"..."

"You look exactly like a prisoner being escorted to an execution."

Feeling the countless strange glances cast their way, Rovey continued to drag Weber along, complaining helplessly.

"By the way, are you really that afraid of Kenneth-sensei? I heard that you were quite spirited when you publicly presented your thesis and debated him in class?"

"Huh? Why do you, who wasn't even at the Clock Tower, know about that incident?!"

Weber looked at him with surprise.

"After all, that's our Lord El-Melloi II's astonishing masterpiece. It's only natural for me to want to take a look, right?"

Rovey teased with a smile.

Inside the enormous hotel, the two men had been pulling on each other ever since they entered. To be more precise, Rovey was dragging Weber, whose legs were still trembling.

If two close male friends were to shove and wrestle each other on the street, it would be a perfectly normal sight, not raising any eyebrows. After all, boys of any era had their own ways of having fun.

However, if their actions became too entangled…

Furthermore, Weber was petite and had a naturally delicate appearance. This caused their current behavior to seem a bit too intimate, leading to some impolite speculations forming in the minds of passersby.

While society advocated for romantic relationships between men and women, and human physiology was structured as such, there were still cases in this world that went against the grain.

At this moment, they were clearly being mistaken for such a case, and were receiving various glances.

"Weber, if you're still not ready to face him? If you're still hesitating, you can go back now and think it over slowly, or write a letter to Professor Kirei, and wait for him to come find you."

"However, I still think it would be better if you went in person. After all, admitting your mistake proactively might help appease him a little."

Rovey covered his head, looking at the still trembling Weber beside him, and said with a rather helpless tone, "Besides, it's just to see Professor Kirei. We've seen him before at the Clock Tower, haven't we? Why are you acting like this?"

"If I hadn't stolen Professor Kirei's Catalyst and secretly used it, and then barged in here…"

Weber's expression stiffened as he looked at the incredibly conspicuous Magic Workshop above them. He could already imagine Professor Kirei's gaze, which was capable of devouring people.

He turned his gaze to Rovey beside him, hoping he had a good idea, but Rovey merely waved his hand and said very calmly, "Don't look at me. At most, you stole a Catalyst and talked back. The mistakes I made are far greater than yours. Not only did I take his Catalyst from Professor Kirei's house, but I also absconded with quite a few Mystic Codes… and now it's been almost half a year since I last contacted him. He'll definitely be angrier to see me than you are to see him."

"You're quite proud, aren't you!!"

Hearing Rovey's achievements, which far surpassed his own, Weber's expression changed. The heart that had been hanging by a thread finally died.

He seriously suspected that Professor Kirei would immediately use a Grand Magecraft to blast them in the face the moment he saw them.

After all, by all accounts, their actions could be considered as rebelling against their master and betraying their lineage in a wuxia novel.

At a time like this, instead of honestly finding a place to hide, they were brazenly appearing before their teacher's Magic Workshop. The effect was no different from taunting him directly.

Could it be that upon meeting, they would directly say: "Rovey has seen your future, Professor Kirei. You will die tragically in the Fourth Holy Grail War, and your Magic Crest will be destroyed, leaving only ten percent. I will succeed you and become the second El-Melloi. We are here to save you now."

And then, naturally, the situation would unfold with Kirei being immensely relieved, thus forgiving them outright, and the three of them would overcome the difficulties hand in hand… As if!

There was no need to even imagine the outcome. From Kirei's perspective, two rebellious disciples suddenly returning and telling him he would die, and that they were there to save him.

Anyone with a bit of sense wouldn't believe such a statement, would they? Instead, it sounded more like a provocation and a curse.

In Weber's opinion, compared to the scenario of them holding hands affectionately, the possibility of Kirei immediately capturing them and purging them was much greater.

So… should they leave?

Weber sighed, his expression stiff as he looked at the building before him.

A Magic Workshop, and a remarkably rigorous and complete Magic Workshop at that, located directly in the city with no attempt at concealment.

This level of confidence, almost exaggerated, was probably something only Professor Kirei could achieve in the entire Holy Grail War.

His idea was simple: to brazenly expose his location, thereby attracting some enemies with other intentions to come knocking, and then eliminate them one by one.

A very clear tactic; this was a strategy that could only be devised by someone with absolute confidence in their own strength.

Hmm, maybe they should just leave…

Reaching this point, Weber subconsciously swallowed and took a step back.

Although he felt he had let Professor Kirei down and knew he had to make amends, perhaps he didn't necessarily have to face him directly, did he?

Rather than diving headfirst into Professor Kirei's workshop to face an uncertain outcome, he felt it would be better to first pour his feelings into writing an email and sending it to him, perhaps using his phone or something similar. He could wait until his anger had subsided somewhat before meeting him… perhaps?

Weber shook his head inwardly.

No, time was running out… The Holy Grail War only lasted seven days, and Professor Kirei died in the Holy Grail War. This meant his life might only have less than six days left.

He didn't have time to delay…

"You're not thinking of apologizing in a half-hearted way like sending an email or using your phone, are you?" Rovey rubbed Weber's head. "You know very well that time is running out. In such a limited time, if you want to save Professor Kirei, there's no time for delay. Every minute and every second counts now."

"I know…"

Weber nodded, his expression still very troubled. "But I'm really scared."

"Hey, it can't be helped if you're scared, right? What's done is done. A man must always take responsibility for his actions. Look at me, aren't I here too? If there's any punishment, it should be me first, right?"

Rovey smiled at him, then his tone suddenly shifted. "Besides… Classmate Weber, now that we're here, do you think you can still choose to retreat? Even if you were to be selfish, would your Rider agree?"

After speaking, Rovey raised his hand and beckoned to Iskandar, who had been following them but remained in his spiritualized state, unseen.

This King of Conquerors spent his entire life conquering and on the path to conquest. Having experienced countless battles and achieved great deeds, he undoubtedly would not allow deserters among his subordinates… let alone Weber, who was already close to being recognized by him and treated as a comrade-in-arms.

The reason he had remained unseen was simply because he did not want to interfere with Weber. This was a resolution Weber had made himself, and he should be the one to choose to act on it.

As a king, he understood that his young Master could only truly progress by overcoming this obstacle himself!

While he was letting Weber choose for himself, it didn't mean he would tolerate a deserter.

All he offered Weber was…

Confrontation.

Face it.

Face it bravely.

Of these three options, if Weber didn't face it, then this King would face it for Weber.

After all, he was, in the end, a king with a stubborn and overbearing attitude.

"I understand, let's go together. Anyway, if I'm going to die, at least you'll be with me."

Finally, as if accepting his fate, Weber sighed helplessly, then dejectedly followed Rovey into Kenneth's Magic Workshop area.

A Magic Workshop, in essence, is a "different world" created by a Magus to hone their Magecraft. No matter how powerful a Magus is, if they are not the owner of the workshop, their Magecraft or mysteries will be severely restricted.

For a Magus, a Magic Workshop is like a base camp, their first and last trump card. To make an example of arrogant challengers and lowly thieves, Magic Workshops are generally equipped with numerous layered defensive magic circuits.

Therefore, the moment the two stepped inside, a powerful weakening force directly acted upon their bodies.

This sent a chill down Weber's spine, who already lacked a sense of security. At this point, even if his teacher Kenneth wanted to do something, he would have no power to resist.

Unlike geniuses like Rovey and Kenneth, he couldn't construct a complete Magic Workshop, but he had the insight and knowledge. Thus, he couldn't understand at all what was going on with Rovey, who, despite being inside the workshop, still had no change in his expression.

Fortunately, on the way to the core area of the Magic Workshop, there were no surprise attacks from Familiars or Servants, and even some magic circuits deliberately avoided them.

Perhaps Kenneth was worried about Rider's high mobility causing extensive damage here, or perhaps he felt that since it was daytime, he didn't want to cause too much commotion that would disturb ordinary people and expose mysteries. Of course, the greater possibility was that he felt that dealing with Weber and Rovey didn't require a Magic Workshop at all.

As their lord and teacher, if the news got out that he needed a Magic Workshop to deal with his students, he would likely be laughed to death by other Magicians.

So, under the gaze of a pair of invisible eyes, the two walked all the way to the core area, which was the door to Kenneth's room.

To put them in their place, or perhaps to showcase his skill as a teacher, Kenneth did not open the door directly this time. Instead, he wanted to see what the two of them would do.

Would they force their way in using Rider or Caster?

Or would they adapt to the situation and use Magecraft to break through his workshop?