Still Working Overtime, Weber? / A Beautiful Smile Blooming Like a Flower

With an extraordinary reaction, the female doctor caught Little Jack in her arms in an instant.

She looked up into the ward and saw Jesta rushing out after her.

"Looks like we've come at a really bad time!"

The female doctor, unable to free herself while holding Jack, turned and kicked Jesta in the side in an attempt to stop him.

Jesta quickly dodged to the side; he didn't want to linger there, as it didn't fit his plan.

There was an alarm on the wall right behind him, and Jesta punched the alarm button hard.

Hurrah!

Alarms sounded throughout the central hospital.

A cacophony of voices erupted in the hospital. Seeing this, the female doctor could no longer care about Jesta. She grabbed Little Jack and darted into the side passage, disappearing from sight.

Jesta also took advantage of the chaos to leave.

The Central Hospital was in chaos, Yuxian hurriedly went to find Jack.

He found Jack in a corner.

However, the situation on the ground was a little different from what he had imagined.

A female doctor in a white coat was looking at Little Jack, both of them filled with curiosity.

"Jack!"

Yuxian called out, and the female doctor and Little Jack turned to look at him at the same time.

"Your name is Jack?" the female doctor asked.

"Hmm!" Jack nodded. "And you?"

"My name is Jack too!"

The female doctor was none other than Berserker Jack in disguise. He should have left just now, but he felt a special sense of familiarity with the little girl in front of him.

For no apparent reason, he chose to stay, wanting to know why.

Yuxian was a little confused by this strange scene, but the hospital was not a place to stay for long.

He quickly said, "Let's leave here first."

The group quickly evacuated the central hospital.

The Central Hospital will undoubtedly be under heavy security tonight, making it unrealistic to infiltrate again to gather intelligence; we'll have to leave that for another time.

Section 530, Chapter Sixteen: Still working overtime? Waver, my friend.

In the hotel.

Two identical Jack stood in front of Yuxian at the same time, and no matter how you looked at them, you couldn't tell the difference between them.

Wow! Jack has become two!

The children stared in astonishment, looking at one and then at the other, unsure for a moment which one was the Jack they knew.

Yuxian picked up one of the Jack and hugged him, then said to the other Jack, "So, you're Jack the Ripper too?"

Berserker Jack nodded and asked curiously, "How did you tell the difference between us?"

He believes he looks exactly like Little Jack, both in appearance and voice.

Yuxian smiled faintly, "Even twins who look exactly alike to outsiders are very different in the eyes of their parents."

Flat, standing to the side with an overly familiar smile, said, "Do you know Mr. Jack's name?"

"Name?" Yuxian asked, puzzled. "What name?"

Flat explained, "It's Mr. Jack's real name, not the well-known Jack the Ripper, but his original name."

"You want to know your name?" Yuxian frowned, his eyes fixed on Berserker Jack, who had transformed into Little Jack.

Berserker Jack nodded. He did indeed have such a wish. He didn't want to be anyone else; he wanted to be himself, uniquely himself.

Yuxian shook his head and patted the head of the quiet Little Jack in his arms. "Jack's name is Jack!"

"As for your name, it can be Jack, or any other name. That's your own business and has nothing to do with anyone else."

Berserker Jack's eyes showed some disappointment; it wasn't so easy to find out Jack the Ripper's real name after all.

"Do you really care what the real Jack the Ripper's name was?" Yuxian asked.

Berserker Jack nodded slightly. He was indeed very concerned and really wanted to know his name.

"But the real Jack the Ripper's name isn't yours!"

Faced with Berserker Jack's questioning gaze, Yuxian explained, "Because you are the embodiment of Jack the Ripper created by countless writers and literary figures, and you are not the same as the real killer."

"So what if you really know that name?"

"You can still be a doctor or a butcher, a nobleman or a devil."

Yuxian paused for a moment and continued, "Or rather, you can never become that person, because you cannot transform into his appearance."

Berserker Jack fell into deep thought, Yuxian stopped disturbing him and instead turned his attention to Flat.

"Are you a participant in the Holy Grail War?"

Flat nodded and introduced himself without hesitation, "My name is Flat Carl."

"Flat?" Yuxian felt the name was familiar, but couldn't remember where he had heard it before.

Mash reminded her, "He's a student of Master Second Generation!"

"You know the teacher?" Flat's eyes widened as if he had discovered a new continent, and he said excitedly, "The London Star has really become this famous!?"

Yuxian couldn't help but cough twice, feeling a pang of sympathy for the Second Generation. If there were more students like this, it would be really difficult for them not to die from overwork!

Despite it being their first meeting, Flat arrived at the inn completely unsuspecting, accompanied by his Servant and Yuxian.

Keep in mind that this is the Holy Grail War, where anyone could be an enemy.

As Flat recounted his experiences participating in the Holy Grail War, Yuxian became even more convinced that the current Second Generation must be suffering from a stomachache.

"Truly worthy of being a disciple of the Second Generation Master!" Yuxian could only sigh in admiration.

He said to Flat, "Give my regards to Teacher Second Generation, and I hope he can pay off his debts soon."

Just as Flat was about to say something, his cell phone rang.

"Ha! It's the teacher on the phone!"

Flat immediately pressed the answer button, and a roar that could be heard clearly even by Yuxian came through the receiver.

"Flat!!!"

Flat quickly moved the phone away to avoid hurting his eardrums from the vibration.

After the Second Generation finished venting, he said with a smile, "Teacher, I've made some friends in Snowfield, and they all know your name, London Star!"

"Oh?" Lord El-Melloi II sat down at his desk, his expression turning serious. "Who are they?"

Flat blinked at Yuxian and said casually, "I haven't asked their names yet, should I ask them now?"

Lord El-Melloi II couldn't help but cough violently; he had been defeated by his own student.

He didn't know the other person's identity during the Holy Grail War and approached him rashly, even talking to him on the phone in person. He didn't know what to say to Flat.

Fortunately, Lord El-Melloi II still retained some rationality, and he said seriously, "Would it be convenient for the other party to answer the phone?"

Flat held out his phone to Yuxian, saying, "The teacher wants to talk to you."

Yuxian took the phone and held it to his ear, offering a sincere greeting, "Good evening, Waver, still working overtime?"

Lord El-Melloi II was speechless at Yuxian's words. He was indeed still working overtime, which was unavoidable given his many troublesome students and a mountain of debt.

The name Waver felt strangely unfamiliar to him, and he searched his memory carefully but couldn't find a corresponding person.

"Your unworthy disciple has troubled you," the Second Generation said calmly. "May I ask who you are...?"

"My name is Yuxian," Yuxian said. "I wonder if Waver has ever heard of the Chaldea organization?"

"Chaldea?" The Second Generation's questioning voice came through the receiver. "Is it the newly established Magecraft organization?"

Yuxian shook his head indifferently; indeed, he was not their Waver.

He said, "It's a real shame I didn't hear that; it's probably a parallel universe."

"We had a meal with Waver during the Holy Grail War in Fuyuki."

Lord El-Melloi II felt a chill run down his spine. He knew about parallel worlds, the Second Magic.

Could these people have some connection with the Jeweled Gentleman?

Lord El-Melloi II remained silent, Yuxian continued, "The situation in Snowfield during the Holy Grail War is a bit dire. Waver, do you have any intelligence on this?"

After thinking for a moment, Lord El-Melloi II replied, "The Clock Tower did not intervene in this Holy Grail War, or rather, it was unable to intervene. Flat's appearance was merely an accident."

"As far as I know, the America government is behind this Holy Grail War."

"National institutions involved?" Yuxian was completely taken aback; this was truly an unexpected piece of news.

Have the ordinary world and the Magecraft world intersected?

This is not a good thing; it could really cause a major disaster.

Section 531, Chapter Seventeen: A Beautiful Smile Like a Flower in Bloom

Yuxian and Lord El-Melloi II talked for a long time on the phone.

Yuxian had complete trust in the Second Generation, the poorest Lord in the Clock Tower, who was basically an outlier in the Magecraft world, and it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call him a heretic.

There's a saying...

If ten Magus kill ten, there might be some innocent ones, but if nine are killed, there will definitely be some who escape.

Lord El-Melloi II, like Yuxian, was an atypical Magus; their way of thinking was completely different from that of orthodox Magus.

Just like the Holy Grail War in Snowfield now, orthodox Magus would never be concerned with the residents of the city, but rather with issues like the Holy Grail and the Root.

"Then I entrust my unworthy disciple Flat, to your care."

Lord El-Melloi II concluded this friendly intelligence exchange with these words.

He always cared about the safety of his students; he was truly a rare and excellent teacher.

Yuxian returned the phone to Flat and said to him, "There are undercurrents in this Holy Grail War. Flat, you'd better be careful and don't make your teacher worry too much about you."

"Don't worry, don't worry! I'm just wandering around, I won't cause any trouble!"

Flat laughed nonchalantly, clearly not taking the matter to heart.

Yuxian didn't say anything more. In terms of Magecraft, he might not be as good as Flat. Flatt was at least a genius, while Yuxian was just a nobody.

Flat did not linger any longer and left with Berserker Jack.

Yuxian and his group remained in the room, along with a few barely noticeable fanatics.

He asked about what had happened at the Central Hospital earlier, "Jack, what was in that ward? Why did the alarm trigger?"

Jack was stunned for a moment upon hearing this, then exclaimed in alarm, "Oh no!"

She immediately opened her palm; the words written on it had been worn away and were now blurry and difficult to read.

"There's a little sister sleeping inside. I wrote her name on my hand."

Yuxian pulled her left hand over and tried to make out her name, "Han... Qiu..."

As Yu Xian struggled to decipher Jack's handwriting, he was Yuxian startled, quickly recalling what Abby had said that morning.

"Kagarioka Tsubaki?!"