Type-Moon, I Sakura Matou Rewrite Destiny

Although it's said the Matou Family in the countryside has been passed down for over five hundred years, compared to the thousand-year-old Bartholomello family, if the Matou Family could win, wouldn't that prove his idea of denying the theory of bloodline is correct?

What's more... within this Clock Tower, Bartholomello's claims are the most extreme even among the Aristocratic Faction.

However, Waver could only silently ponder these thoughts in his heart. Waver didn't have the courage to publicly state his own views yet.

As the bell for class was about to ring, the crowd discussing in various corners of the classroom began to return to their seats one after another...

Just then, as Waver was about to shake his head and focus on preparing for class, he suddenly heard someone calling him.

"Waver, Waver Velvet..."

Turning his gaze towards the classroom door, Waver immediately saw the lecturer who was calling him. Judging by the El-Melloi Faction's mark hanging on her chest, this lecturer was clearly from the El-Melloi Faction.

"Um... I am Waver Velvet. Teacher, may I ask what you need me for?"

"You are Waver Velvet?"

"Yes."

"Alright then, pack up your books and come with me to El-Melloi Castle immediately. Lord Kischur Zelretch and Lord Marisbury wish to see you."

"Huh? See me..."

87. Waver's Choice, His Future Life.

What constitutes a top family in the magecraft world?

Waver finally witnessed it today.

There was no ostentatious decoration like that of a nouveau riche.

Nor was there a habit of hanging priceless treasures and artworks all over the walls.

As Waver walked through El-Melloi Castle, all he could see besides propriety was a profound sense of history.

Under the guidance of a servant, he entered the reception room arranged by Kischur Zelretch.

Waver, feeling extremely awkward, hadn't even adjusted to the change in light from the corridor to the reception room when a voice, familiar and highly recognizable, reached his ears.

"You are Mr. Waver Velvet?"

"Teacher Kischur Zelretch... it's me."

Hurriedly rubbing his still slightly blurry eyes, Waver instinctively responded to the voice and immediately straightened his body, like a worker seeing their superior, instantly... assuming a military stance.

Seeing Waver's nervous reaction, Kischur Zelretch, who was sitting shoulder-to-shoulder on the sofa in the reception room, found it amusing.

Although he was indeed strict during his lectures... besides his sharp words, he considered himself a qualified lecturer.

"Alright, alright, don't be so nervous. Come and sit down."

"Oh... yes."

Nervous, super nervous...

If it were just facing Kischur Zelretch alone, Waver, who had attended many of his classes and had some understanding of his teacher, wouldn't be so nervous.

But... Kischur Zelretch wasn't the only one in this reception room; there was also Marisbury, whom he had never met.

How could an 'ordinary' mage like Waver not be nervous facing two Lords alone?

His body stiffened, almost making his hands and feet move out of sync, like a robot. Waver finally stumbled and sat on the sofa opposite Kischur Zelretch and Marisbury.

Looking at his student, who could be described as adorably 'stunned,' Kischur Zelretch couldn't help but chuckle. Then, feeling that he was being somewhat impolite, Kischur couldn't help but cough. After composing himself, he turned and pointed to Marisbury to introduce him to Waver.

"Mr. Waver Velvet, allow me to introduce Lord Marisbury Animsphere, the Lord of the Celestial Department."

"Hello, Lord Marisbury Animsphere. I am Waver Velvet..."

With a gentle smile that made people feel good, Marisbury nodded at Waver.

"Hello, Mr. Waver Velvet. I am Marisbury Animsphere. It's a pleasure to meet you."

Marisbury's smile, combined with his gentle and respectful words, finally made Waver understand what it meant to be bathed in spring breeze...

Excitedly standing up, Waver bowed and extended his hand towards Marisbury, appearing very impolite... Clearly, Waver, a 'nobody' in the Clock Tower, was overwhelmed.

Fortunately, Waver quickly realized his rudeness and apologized with slight embarrassment. With a look of admiration for Marisbury in his eyes, he then returned to the sofa under Kischur's stern gaze.

"...Sorry, Teacher Kischur Zelretch, I..."

"It's alright, Mr. Waver Velvet. You are my student, and I see your usual performance. I won't blame you for this small matter, but don't do anything so foolish again. Lord Marisbury, let's get down to business. Mr. Waver Velvet, have you ever been to Japan?"

Waver looked at Kischur Zelretch with a confused expression. Having never been to Japan, Waver shook his head.

"No, Teacher Kischur Zelretch, I've never been..."

"Never been... Then do you know any Japanese people?"

"No, I've never interacted with anyone related to Japan."

Kischur Zelretch turned and exchanged a confused glance with Marisbury. It was clear that both Marisbury and Kischur Zelretch now had new questions.

However, the two did not show it in front of Waver. Instead, Kischur Zelretch continued to question him.

"Mr. Waver Velvet, if there was an opportunity for you to enter the upper echelons of the Clock Tower, but as a price you had to join my El-Melloi Faction and become my official disciple, would you accept?"

Waver, who had gone from being asked if he knew Japanese to this question in a single leap, didn't dare to answer easily.

Don't be fooled by Waver's status as an invisible person at the Clock Tower; his performance just now also seemed clumsy and dull.

But in reality, this invisible Waver was a truly intelligent person.

The reason he appeared so awkward was purely due to his personality. If Waver were a bit braver, a bit more mature... the talent he would unleash would catch the eye of even the two people sitting opposite him now.

Waver had known since childhood that nothing good comes for free.

Therefore, the 'wonderful pie' Kischur Zelretch was now presenting didn't make Waver uncontrollably happy; instead, it filled him with a sense of dread.

"The price... what is the price, Teacher Kischur Zelretch? I don't believe there are benefits without reason... and I don't think I possess the talent that would warrant you offering such a benefit..."

Kischur Zelretch let out a cold snort of disdain, directly removed the white glove from his hand, and then smoothed his hair. In that moment, he seemed to have returned to his own classroom.

"Mr. Waver Velvet, your ability to analyze pros and cons is an excellent trait, but... your analysis is too superficial. Haven't I already told you the price? Join the El-Melloi Faction and become my official disciple."

"But..."

"You want to say that this is a benefit? Mr. Waver Velvet, can you only see what you gain by joining a faction, and not what you have to give? And don't you have any understanding of the situation of the El-Melloi Faction and myself?"

"...I've heard a little from my classmates."

"If you truly become my disciple, Mr. Waver Velvet, I will arrange special training for you... Now, tell me your choice."

He tapped his finger heavily on the mahogany coffee table placed between them.

Kischur Zelretch, who had roughly explained the disadvantages of accepting his proposal to Waver, seemed to have lost patience with the "idiot kid."

Waver, with a helpless pout of his moist, red lips, which still had a 'uke' (submissive) face, looking somewhat pitiable, couldn't help but turn to Marisbury, giving him a pleading look.

In response to Waver's plea, Marisbury calmly picked up his black tea, took a sip, and then gave his suggestion with a smile.

"Mr. Waver Velvet, the choice you make today will determine your future life..."

However, Marisbury's suggestion was as good as no suggestion at all.

After a long silence, his expression shifting multiple times... Waver's final answer was...

PS: I'll be a bit busy these few days, so updates might be limited to 2-3 chapters per day. After the Dragon Boat Festival on May 3rd, updates will return to normal.

88. Linez and Sakura, the last day before the duel...

The duel date agreed upon by the Matou Family and Lorelei was drawing closer.

Waver, once an invisible figure at the Clock Tower, began visiting El-Melloi Castle more and more frequently...

Finally, the day before the duel.

A car carrying Sakura arrived in London and drove into El-Melloi Castle...

Looking at the young girl before him with a complicated expression, Waver, who had already become Kischur Zelretch's official disciple and joined the El-Melloi Faction, knew that this young girl named Sakura Matou was the BOSS of his future life.

The position of Director of the Sealing Designation Enforcement Bureau, a position he had never considered, might soon be won by this young girl and thrust upon him.

Compared to Waver's complexity.

Linez, upon seeing Sakura in person, felt even more complicated.

As Kischur Zelretch's chosen heir, she didn't know what exactly was discussed between Kischur Zelretch, Marisbury, and Sakura that day. However, as the plan was being executed and she wasn't intentionally kept in the dark, Linez knew some things.

For example... Marisbury and her brother Kischur Zelretch firmly believed that this little girl, who was about the same age as her, could directly defeat Lorelei.

'Can she really be that strong? How could she possibly be so strong...'

Humans have a competitive nature.

Although Linez couldn't compare to Lorelei, a true favored daughter of heaven, she was still born in Rome, and surely that made her stronger than Sakura, who was born as a 'beast of burden' (literally 'cattle and horses', meaning a commoner or someone of low status).

Yet, in her brother's eyes, this 'cattle and horse' who emerged from the countryside was already on par with the sun, which Linez found hard to accept.

In the banquet hall of El-Melloi Castle, Sakura was attending a welcoming banquet jointly hosted by Kischur Zelretch and Marisbury for her.

And at this banquet, Linez... this future golden-haired beauty and 'Sima Yi' young lady, naturally drew Sakura's attention.

"You are Linez?"

"Yes, I am Linez El-Melloi Archisorte. You must be Miss Sakura Matou. I welcome you on behalf of the El-Melloi Faction."

Elegant in demeanor and impeccable in her expressions, Linez was indeed a young lady born into the El-Melloi family.

But... such conduct was somewhat superfluous to Sakura, who was a 'country bumpkin'.

Faced with Linez's standard Western etiquette, neither of them understood this sort of thing. After appreciating Linez's etiquette, Sakura could only awkwardly perform a few gestures that, in Linez's eyes, were full of errors, to return the greeting.

'A country person is indeed a country person... Hmph! So what if her strength is great? She's just a barbarian...'

A hint of smugness flashed in Linez's eyes. Linez, who already felt unconvinced by Sakura, undoubtedly felt she had gained an advantage over Sakura here.

However... this was merely Linez's wishful thinking. Sakura didn't care about such things at all.

Catching the fleeting smugness in Linez's eyes, Sakura, who could roughly guess Linez's current mindset, didn't dislike her. Instead, she found Linez to be a cute tsundere Oddity.

However, even if Sakura didn't dislike such a young girl, her mischievous side still wanted to 'teach a lesson' to this cute tsundere Oddity, Linez.

Sakura threw an arm around Linez's shoulders with a smile. Then, as Linez looked flustered and shy, Sakura leaned in and whispered in her ear.

"Do you hate me?"

Linez tensed up. Knowing how much her brother Kischur Zelretch now valued Sakura, she immediately became nervous upon hearing Sakura's whisper.

"I... no... how could I possibly hate you."

"Then why are you so nervous... Oh, forget it, I'll just pack my things and go back to Japan."

"Ah... don't."

"Why not? Don't you hate me...?"

"No, I don't hate you... I just..."

"Just what?"

"I'm just a little unconvinced..."

Watching the two young girls whispering together not far away, Kurumi's face almost broke into an aunt's smile.

However, Kurumi knew very well that the seemingly harmonious scene of the two young girls was likely due to her own 'little master' 'bullying' someone again.

But for someone else, this scene was not so heartwarming.

"Hmph... a meaningless act. If half of the anti-humans were simply killed, Sakura could notify this country."

Hearing Luó Háo's mood-killing remark, Kurumi, who already didn't get along with Luó Háo, shot him an annoyed glance and then muttered softly.

"Steel straight woman..."