Joy Falls from the Sky While You Sit at Home

Marisbury was drinking alone, disheveled and unshaven, looking every bit the alcoholic.

ORT and Beast were both world-ending crises. His own lineage was, at least, descended from the Savior, yet he was powerless to change anything. Marisbury hated his bloodline.

If only Chaldea could be established. Perhaps he could have resolved these crises himself.

No! Only his Chaldea could resolve crises like these. It still came down to money.

The Animusphere family had poured everything they owned into it. He had humbled himself and begged everywhere, yet funding had still fallen short. In the end, Chaldea had ceased operations.

He poured down another drink. It was high-proof vodka, and he was already preparing to meet the Duke of Zhou in his dreams.

Then the butler knocked on the door. "My lord, an electronic conference invitation has arrived from the Clock Tower. They require your personal attendance and say it concerns something important."

Marisbury said, "Something important? Did they say what it was?"

The butler replied, "No. They only said that you must attend in person, my lord."

Marisbury said, "Understood. You may leave for now."

He sighed. Whatever it was, it could not possibly be worse than things were now.

Marisbury tidied up his appearance. He was still one of the Lords, even if he ranked at the bottom. He could not lose face.

The video call connected quickly. He saw that all Twelve Lords were present.

Lorelei said, "The Astrology Department has arrived as well. Let us begin the meeting. Lord El-Melloi II, please explain the current situation."

Waver said, "Snowfield City has been completely destroyed, but the ORT and Beast crises have been resolved. We should thank the Servants who were summoned at the time. They contributed greatly."

The Lords reacted in astonishment. After all, they had provided