Simulation Scenario, ruins of the Houses of Parliament.
Across the waters of the Thames River, Spellcaster looked toward the dignified, imposing older woman standing atop a building. She held the Cross Ancient Spear, far too long for any normal human to wield, while her suit and shirt rustled in the gale of her continuously rising aura.
Herschel Lin Hua was reflected in Spellcaster's pupils. Unlike his usual self, he spoke in a solemn, cold, and murderous voice.
"I didn't expect you to accept the challenge so readily. I thought the Royal Court would be like it used to be, only knowing how to rigidly follow old rules."
"Perhaps the Royal Court in the era you knew truly was like that. But just like the Night Bureau is now."
Her youthful beauty had faded, leaving behind only a tranquil countenance of nobility and authority.
Herschel Lin Hua answered calmly. Then, in an instant, her pristine, elegant gown gained lavish silver-leaf feather adornments, white silk gloves covered both hands, and matching jeweled feathers decorated her hair.
Like a top aristocrat attending a grand ceremony, she looked down at Spellcaster across the river and spoke faintly.
"Nothing remains unchanged forever."
Then the exclusive weapon of an A-rank Participant appeared in her hand. Its pure white metal body bore intricate, gorgeous golden inlays, with a one-sided feather guard and a blade along the side of the barrel.
Held in Herschel's formally dressed hand was a silver-white gunblade resembling a rifled hunting rifle!
"That's true enough."
He chuckled quietly as he heard her answer. When he raised his head again, battle intent gleamed sharply in his eyes. With one hand, he swung the vicious weapon over three meters long, his fierce motion stirring a howling gale.
His figure crossed the surface of the Thames in