The silence that followed the great battle was almost like a calming of the waters, as though it had become an unspoken convention.
But only those who had fought in the battle were silent.
Three days after that battle ended, Lorelei received a piece of news she never could have expected.
The Clock Tower had fallen.
That was right. One of the three great Magic Associations, and a holy land of learning, had actually fallen in a single day. It felt like waking up to discover that the most powerful country in the world had suddenly splintered into pieces.
It should have been a cataclysmic crisis, but aside from her initial surprise, it did not shake Lorelei very much.
With her current strength, conquering the Clock Tower would be an effortless task.
"So, some small and medium-sized magus families in Europe pushed King Arthur to reclaim the throne, and thus attacked the Clock Tower first?" Facing the family messenger, Lorelei briefly summarized what had happened.
In truth, she made it sound easy.
But the entire world had already fallen into unparalleled shock.
Just last night.
The legendary monarch of Britain, King Arthur, had raised the Sword of Selection and arrived at the royal palace surrounded by magi wielding mysterious powers. There, she displayed her might and announced her return.
There was nothing covert about it.
They had even mobilized the media, launching an extensive worldwide publicity campaign.
On television.
Wearing a thick blue cloak, with a cold expression and a regal bearing that seemed inhuman, Artoria raised the Sword of Selection, symbolizing royal authority, and made her declaration.
I, King Arthur, have returned from history in the form of a Heroic Spirit.
Then, before everyone's eyes, the current Queen dramatically relinquished the throne to this rightful monarch. The current prime