"Theresa went deep into Spirit Tomb Albion three months ago, and then never returned."
Spirit Tomb Albion.
The greatest asset jointly possessed by the magi of the Clock Tower. It could also be called the common origin and foundation of post-Common Era magecraft.
The three departments of the Mage's Association each possessed their own absolute core.
The Clock Tower's "Spirit Tomb Albion."
The Atlas Institute's "Seven Great Weapons."
The Mage's Association's five "Hidden Mysteries."
The magi gathered in London had excavated less than one-thousandth of Spirit Tomb Albion's resources over the past 1,500 years, yet that alone was enough to create the world's greatest magical organization: the Clock Tower.
And the true nature of Spirit Tomb Albion was actually...
"My condolences."
Shirou paused before continuing, "I understand the general situation now. Miss Olga-Marie's target is the 'Rainbow,' huh... Heh heh, you certainly look like you're determined to get it."
"That's right."
Olga-Marie proudly puffed out her petite chest.
Ever since coming into contact with the magi of this world, Shirou's concept of money had been completely overturned.
Every member of the Twelve Lords' families was wealthy enough to rival a nation and could freely mobilize funds on the scale of a national budget. Forget owning a few pieces of land—even owning one or two oil wells wouldn't be strange.
"Determined to get it? That's what you think, but unfortunately, even asking the auctioneer would be pointless."
A woman's voice interrupted their conversation. It belonged to a pink-haired girl wearing an eyepatch.
Wow, these two really are the worst possible match... Shirou thought.
"Yvette L. Leyman."
"Good afternoon, Lord Olga-Marie."
Yvette greeted them casually before taking the seat beside them.
"My goodness! Lord Shirou, being fickle is bad, you know~"
The girl skillfully looped her arm around the boy's. "You already