Someone in Type-Moon, Starting from Adopting Sakura

The thought that Dragon Tiger was still alive and well in front of him, criticizing his teacher Kenneth, and might die soon…

He felt uneasy.

However, he raised his hand, about to say something, but the words caught in his throat, leaving him completely unsure how to proceed.

He couldn't just say, "Teacher Kenneth, you're going to die..."

If he did, it would likely only earn him a severe scolding and serve no other purpose.

Under Weber's pleading gaze, Rovey eventually steered the conversation in the right direction.

"Oh, right, Teacher Kenneth, that thing I asked you to analyze before I left, have you gotten the results yet?"

Rovey asked Kenneth, who was beaming with self-satisfaction, with a smile.

As he spoke, he winked and held up two fingers towards Teacher Kenneth in a gesture that might anger a certain nation that enjoyed kimchi.

"What does this mean?"

Although Weber couldn't understand Rovey's gesture, Kenneth, standing beside him, was all too familiar with it.

The gesture indicated the size of a bullet.

And Rovey had indeed given him a bullet before he left, a bullet…

A terrifying bullet that chilled him to the bone, one that could even kill a Lord.

Thinking of this, Kenneth's earlier joy subsided back into calmness.

"Hmph, it was finished long ago, do you think I'm... No, never mind, it's nothing."

Kenneth said halfway through, then snorted, turned his head, and glanced at Rovey. He didn't say anything more, nor did he boast about his greatness and abilities as a teacher for such a trivial achievement.

As a Lord, he was not foolish, nor was he as full of fantasy and naivety as Weber.

The technical skill contained within that bullet was almost nonexistent; even an apprentice just beginning their magical path could easily discern its secrets upon touching it.

If that were the case, how could his disciple have been troubled by such a low-tech item that he would specifically seek his help as a teacher?

The cause and effect of the matter could be clearly understood with a little thought.

He was reminding him, and more importantly, advising him to remain calm and be cautious.

Even a small bullet could threaten the life of a Lord, so what about the other existences in this Holy Grail War?

If he were careless, even he could die…

"Although it was unnecessary, it shows you have some conscience, kid."

Looking at Rovey, who was smiling at him, Kenneth shook his head slightly and spoke softly to Rovey in a voice so faint it was almost imperceptible. Rovey merely smiled slightly and didn't respond directly.

Then, with a knowing glance between master and disciple, the matter was concluded.

However, compared to Rovey, Kenneth turned his gaze to Weber, who was standing beside him, looking confused and clearly unaware of what had happened. His anger flared up again.

Considering that Rovey cared about him, provided timely and important information, and brought him a talented genius, his previous transgression could be completely forgiven.

As for Weber… he was still an incompetent fool who caused more trouble than he solved.

Even amidst the war, he remained in this state of confusion. Even with a top-tier Heroic Spirit like Rider, he couldn't control it. His own qualifications as a magus were extremely mediocre, to the point where he couldn't even complete a simple task like supplying mana.

With half-baked strength, a confused mindset, and a Servant who couldn't unleash their full power, it was like a full set of debuffs. Kenneth truly didn't understand why this kid was so brave as to participate in such a magical ritual?

Although he still held a grudge against Weber for betraying him and stealing the catalyst, Kenneth was more concerned about the boy's lack of growth.

Knowing the brutality of this Holy Grail War, he understood very well that if Weber remained in this half-baked state, he might actually die.

So…

"Weber Velvet! What are you waiting for over there? Come here quickly! To prevent you from dragging me down in the upcoming battles, I'm going to give you an extra lesson now!"

A sharp voice suddenly rang out in Weber's mind, startling the still-confused boy.

He looked up sharply in the direction of the voice, but all he saw was Kenneth's back.

"Teacher Kenneth, I..."

The figure was moving away, and he stretched out his hand as if to say something.

But Rovey's reminder from earlier became crystal clear in his mind, and he still couldn't truly speak the words.

"What about you? Useless fellow, hurry up and come here! I'm going to give all those useless ceremonial garments and accessories on you a complete overhaul!"

Finally, Kenneth's voice once again enveloped Weber's mind, and the latter could only reluctantly follow.

"Say, Queen Scáthach, you were also a teacher to countless heroes in the past. Do you think Teacher Kenneth's approach is correct?"

Watching the two of them leave, Rovey asked Scáthach, who had just returned from setting a trap.

"I don't know. Your modern teaching methods are too different from mine. A student like him wouldn't have survived graduation with me."

Scáthach shook her head decisively.

"Hiss… that's truly cruel." Rovey clasped his hands behind his back, a helpless smile on his face. "He clearly cares about his students, yet he always puts on a high-and-mighty facade. Is that the dignity of a teacher? Teachers are really troublesome…"

"But while there's certainly pride involved, if Teacher Kenneth had explained it directly, Weber, with his half-baked mentality, would have grumbled in his heart, 'You're just jealous of my research talent and don't want to admit my success, that's why you're saying this.' Only by personally experiencing failure can he grow."

"Who knows, some intentions are well-meaning…"

Even Scáthach felt a bit of sympathy for Kenneth when it came to educating a student like that.

"Indeed, after all, they are all stubborn and proud individuals, and they also all inherited the name El-Melloi..."

Rovey smiled and reached out his right hand towards the remote control on the sofa, then pressed the play button.

"Some things are ineffective if said directly; they need to be slowly realized when the time is right..."

Chapter 46: The Secret of the Origin Bullet (5K words)

Hyatt Hotel

Inside Kenneth's Mickey Mouse Clubhouse... no, his magic workshop.

Three strange figures of varying heights and colors were crammed into the small room.

"Ooh ooh ooh! There are quite a few interesting treasures here. This King can feel the considerable magic contained within these items, especially that marvelous furnace, which truly brings this King joy!"

"Moreover... this King's condition is better than ever. My magic is abundant, and my strength can be utilized more than double what it was before! Finally, I can have a proper fight!"

Under Kenneth's command, Weber had recently connected his own magical energy supply to a magic furnace in the workshop.

At this moment, the problem of insufficient magic that had been troubling Iskandar was finally resolved. Now back to his peak condition, he was clearly in exceptionally good spirits.

Driven by curiosity, he had directly materialized and slipped in from outside, only to see the countless dazzling Noble Phantasms and materials within the workshop, and the monarch-class magic furnace at the center that was replenishing his magic.

"Don't touch anything, Rider! Hurry up and get out of here. With your size, it'll be a huge hassle if you mess things up in the workshop."

Seeing Iskandar barge in uninvited and start touching the Noble Phantasms around him, Weber's heart rate suddenly spiked, and he quickly tried to dissuade him from this suicidal behavior.

"Ooh ooh ooh, it'll be a hassle? Then this King won't touch anything. This King only wants that furnace." Iskandar pointed to the operating magic furnace behind him.

Iskandar wasn't particularly concerned about the other small components; what mattered most to him was the monarch-class magic furnace supplying him with magic.

Having experienced the powerful effects of this item, he certainly wasn't going to give it up easily.

After all, with this furnace, he no longer had to worry about whether Weber's body could withstand his power, allowing him to fight at his peak condition at all times.

His trump cards wouldn't need to be used so cautiously, which was an immeasurable boost to his combat power.

Therefore, whether from a personal or strategic standpoint, he was determined to obtain this furnace. It was, after all, a treasure that could significantly increase his chances of victory.

"Rider!!"

Upon hearing Iskandar's astonishing statement, Weber's heart leaped into his throat.

This idiot didn't know the value and importance of this item, but he certainly did.

This was a monarch-class magic furnace, an extremely rare treasure even at the Clock Tower. In some mage families, it would be considered a family heirloom, a trump card. Its value could even rival that of a small to medium-sized mage family. It was essentially a movable, weakened ley line.

The fact that this guy was openly talking about taking away such a vital treasure made Weber's heart pound, and he quickly stepped forward to stop him, fearing that the guy would actually go through with it.

"Oh, boy, are you going to stop this King from conquering treasure?"

Iskandar asked Weber, "Then you shall be this King's opponent."

"Conquer my foot! Who conquers things by barging into their home? That's outright robbery! Besides... this is an ally's workshop. In your lifetime, were you the type to attack your allies?" Weber was uncharacteristically firm for a moment. Perhaps it was because the recent events had far exceeded his understanding, or perhaps he had realized the cruelty of the Holy Grail War. His previous half-hearted, weak mindset would make it difficult to survive this war, let alone save his much stronger teacher, Kenneth... He ought to make some changes.

"Hoh, boy, you've changed quite a bit... you seem to have more backbone now." Iskandar crossed his arms and looked thoughtfully at Weber. "You've grown, have you been influenced by this King's noble qualities?"

"No matter who says it, I least want to hear it from you. You're someone who only talks about taking things; what noble qualities do you have?" Weber pouted unhappily.

"What is 'taking'? It's called conquering! As the King of Conquerors, this King naturally must uphold the kingly way of conquest. What this King desires, he must conquer!" Iskandar proudly pointed to the furnace behind him, patted Weber on the back, and said, "Boy, this King fancies the furnace behind you. If you can get one for this King, then this King won't lay claim to this one."

Being hit on his slender back with that pat, Weber, who was almost winded, twitched his eyebrows. Did you hear what you just said? If I had the financial means to buy a monarch-class magic furnace, would I be this down on my luck, to the point of lodging with someone else?

"I refuse! Putting aside the fact that I can't afford it, don't forget, Rider, I am your Master. Don't always make these impossible demands of me!"

"So you can't afford it? Is this thing very expensive?"

"Isn't that obvious? Not to mention the price of over a hundred million pounds, monarch-class magic furnaces are things that are available in name only."

"Do you think your Master can afford over a hundred million pounds?" Weber was completely speechless and decisively made him give up the unrealistic idea of having him buy a magic furnace.

"Is that so? Then this King..." Seeing Weber's firm stance, Iskandar sighed deeply. "I'll have to go out and earn money myself."

"?!" Weber's eyes widened. In that brief moment, countless different images and possibilities flashed through his mind. Manual labor, demolition, farming, and boxing – his two-meter-plus frame would be perfectly suited for such physical work.

But Iskandar didn't seem to understand the cost of living in this era. Hundreds of millions of pounds – that wasn't something you could earn through physical labor, unless…

Suddenly, Weber seemed to think of something. His eyes widened, and he cautiously asked, "What kind of job are you going to do?"

He couldn't imagine someone with Rider's personality honestly doing manual labor to support the household. So, after ruling out all impossible answers, the last one, no matter how unwilling he was to believe it, had to be the truth.

"What else? Of course, robbing banks is the fastest way…"

Iskandar gave a thumbs-up and a cheerful smile. "Kid, come with me to rob a bank! Let's make a fortune together! I remember this should be the treasury of you modern people, right? Come to think of it, I've robbed the treasuries of many countries before, plundering a lot of gold and silver. I didn't expect to have the chance to do it again. Robbing modern banks, just thinking about it makes my heart race~"

"How dare you!!"

Weber let out a scream, his legs going weak instantly. He was clearly completely defeated by the person in front of him.

Because he knew very well that Rider, with his personality, would absolutely do what he said. Moreover, he would definitely do it without any disguise, robbing in broad daylight, and would 100% drag Weber along as an accomplice!!

If something like this happened, they would surely make the news in the Far East. At that time, he would definitely become the first Master in history to be arrested by the police and stay in jail until the end.

"Stop arguing, you two!"

"Weber, hurry up and come here!"

While they were arguing, Kenneth had finished extracting the final research results.

After harshly scolding the two fools for their foolish act of attempting to rob a bank, which disregarded the concealment of mystery, Kenneth called them over to witness the precious moment when he uncovered the Magus Killer's secret.

"As expected, this special bullet really works on this principle…"

"This is the true secret the Magus Killer has been hiding, and it's also why Rovey specifically intervened to block it for me that night."

Looking at the Origin Bullet sample floating in the test tube, Kenneth let out a slow breath, still feeling a bit shaken.

After several hours of research, he had completely deciphered the secret of the Origin Bullet. Following the clues, he had even uncovered the true nature of that Magus Killer.

The principle was surprisingly simple and crude, yet unexpectedly effective…

And it was a natural killer weapon for mages.