Something's not right!
It's very wrong!
What the other person said was the truth. It could even be said that even if it wasn't the world of magicians, the world of normal people was the same. The law of the jungle could be said to be an ironclad rule.
But why did the other person have to emphasize it? Was there really a kind of idiot in stories who appeared just to mock others? In Lancer opinion, that kind of person was either someone who was once extremely insecure and suddenly became arrogant, leading to a loss of emotional balance, or more likely, there was something wrong with a part of their brain.
So what about this guy in front of him?
He was obviously not. Otherwise, Lancer wouldn't be locked up here. So, let's just listen to what he has to say.
"What do you want me to do? Just say it!"
"It's simple! Join us, 'Yggdmillennia'!"
"Join you? Are you... are you sure you're not joking? I just killed one of your people. Just say it! What do you really want to do?"
Even though he was locked up there, Lancer undisguised contemptuous gaze still made Darnic a little unhappy, but the expression on his face didn't change at all. What kind of sarcasm and mockery had he not seen in the past ninety years? It could even be said that ever since that woman learned about the so-called 'prophecy' and chose to leave him, he had already seen through many things.
"I'm not joking, I'm very serious. We, 'Yggdmillennia', are different from other families. You, who were born in that country, may not have heard of us, but 'Yggdmillennia' is very special as the most 'enlightened' family in the entire magical world."
Originally, Lancer plan was to gather information, but he was blocked in an alley before he even started gathering information, and in the end, he was directly defeated. He just didn't expect that the information he had been trying to get would appear in front of him like this, so he simply didn't say anything and listened to what the other party had to say.
"Generally, families are passed down with the 'magic crest' as the core, and the magic crest is inherited by the most outstanding person of each generation. There's no doubt that this method ensures that each generation's successor is the most outstanding of their generation. So what about those who don't inherit the magic crest? Their future is basically suffocated, just because they were 'a little bit off'! But we, 'Yggdmillennia', are not like that! We give the magic crest fairly to every member of the family! Although it's minimal compared to those magic crests that have been passed down for hundreds or even thousands of years, it also gives the losers hope to continue climbing!!"
The other party's words were very inflammatory, especially for those who weren't doing well in their families, but to Lancer, this 'Lancer', it felt incredibly bizarre.
He remembered that the magic of this world had the characteristic of 'the fewer people who know, the stronger it is'. The other party doing this would only continuously weaken the magic, right?
But Darnic's 'pie in the sky' did not end and continued.
"Although we, 'Yggdmillennia', can't compare to those nobles in terms of history, in terms of the number of spells, we are definitely one of the best in the entire magical world! We have the spells of almost every school of magic you can think of! Although we don't have the core secret arts of those families, unlike them who are stuck in their ways, after integrating the magic of countless families, we have obtained countless spells that other families can't even imagine!"
Darnic got more and more excited as he spoke, and Lancer even wondered if he would keep talking until he reached a climax. But as he said before, the other party had made a mistake. Lancer was not a 'magician' but a 'Lancer'.
For him, all magic existed only to assist him. What's more, he had long been desperate about his talent in 'occultism'. Even under his master's tutelage, he couldn't use Rune magic in a real fight. Not to mention drawing runes in the air and casting them quickly like Cu Chulainn, without his wand, he couldn't even draw a slightly more complex rune, let alone the composite ones.
And the strange circuits of the Force Orb made him feel even more desperate.
In Lancer eyes, Darnic, who had the wrong premise, was just talking to a cow. Lancer was not only unfazed but also wanted to laugh a little.
But Lancer did not intend to interrupt the other party. While feeling a bit like laughing, he was also constantly thinking about the other party's purpose for doing this.
What do speakers like the most?
It's simple————appropriate questions.
To highlight the speaker's erudition through the questioner's ignorance. Of course, some confident ones prefer to 'defeat' the questioner, which gives them a greater sense of accomplishment.
And Lancer continuous silence, while it made his speech smoother, also made him feel as if something was missing.
"Ahem~"
After a light cough to end his speech, he looked at Lancer. After all that groundwork, it was time for the main event.
"I don't know what you're thinking, whether you're considering escaping and summoning a servant, but before that, I need to remind you of one thing. Including myself, we, 'Yggdmillennia', have a total of six servants. Even if you can escape, you will be facing a siege of six servants. I think you should know what choice to make, right?"
As the saying goes, giving two dates after a fight is probably the situation right now.
And Lancer could basically confirm that the other party really wanted to recruit him, but he was still a little strange. What made the other party think he could handle himself?
Lancer was very curious, but he cared more about his own safety. The only thing to be thankful for now was that although he didn't know the reason, at least in the other party's eyes, he still had a use, and having a use meant he was at least safe.
Lancer himself had no hope of obtaining the Holy Grail, after all, he had long known what the so-called 'Holy Grail' really was.
The Holy Grail of Fuyuki City was nothing more than a huge magic power aggregate. The so-called 'wish-granting device' was nothing but a lie to deceive the heroic spirits, and the real purpose was to glimpse the Root through the gap when the servants returned to the Throne of Heroes.
And as far as Lancer knew, the Holy Grail War ritual had never succeeded, and even 'glimpsing the Root' was just an ideal state.
Lancer was neither a magician who was looking for the Root because of a crazy obsession, nor was he a martyr who longed for 'True Magic' and went forward one after another. He was just a Lancer, and his only goal now was to survive.
It could be said that Lancer didn't mind playing along with the other party, but would it be too fake to just agree?
Of course, he himself didn't care, but would the magicians of this world not care?
He had to give a 'normal reason in the eyes of an average magician'.
"You should know that even if I agree to join your family, I can't serve you wholeheartedly, after all, I don't think 'forcing' is a good way to invite someone. So tell me the reason why you're doing this!"
"It's simple. Because the reason I want to win the Holy Grail War is very simple——————to revive 'Yggdmillennia'! So to me, no matter who wins the Holy Grail War, as long as they are a member of the 'Yggdmillennia family', it doesn't matter! In order to eliminate you, this last unstable factor, I have decided to invite you to join 'Yggdmillennia'. It's that simple!"
Although the other party kept emphasizing the word 'simple', the high-pitched tone fully expressed the other party's mood.
And what surprised Lancer even more was the madness in the other party's eyes.
Perhaps to a normal person, what the other party said was very strange. Who would be willing to sacrifice everything for a 'family'? In Lancer eyes, it was very strange, but the crazy look in the other party's eyes seemed to be telling Lancer.
This was all true!
This man in front of him was that crazy!
After a moment of silence, Lancer made his decision.
"If that's all there is to it."
——————
Lancer had been a detective, a hunter, served in the Imperial Army, and been a BOSS, but he never thought that one day he would be forcibly recruited into a group.
And in front of him——————
"If I have joined, don't you think you should remove the things on me first?"
Lancer probing could be said to be undisguised, but what surprised him even more was that the other party actually raised his staff and tapped it next to him...
"Crack~!"
Along with a strange sound, Lancer felt that the chains that had been tightly binding him were all unlocked.
"Clank~!"
Along with a sound of chains clashing, Lancer sat up directly.
Although he was prepared, his mood was still incredibly complex as he looked at himself, who was only wearing a pair of briefs.
"The magic on your body was not released by me, so you'll have to wait a moment to recover your magic power..."
Although Lancer was no longer bound at this time, Darnic was still very calm. After all, in his opinion, Lancer had temporarily lost his ability because of Caster's 'magic', so he had also lost his threat. After all, that terrifying power and explosive force didn't look like something a normal person could have, no matter how you looked at it. So the answer was self-evident——————magic!
And Lancer, who had all his magic power drained, didn't pose much of a threat to him. After all, no matter how much he was looked down upon, his 'Color' rank strength was still there. How could he have gotten so far if he could be defeated by a physically strong 'normal person'? In his opinion, his 'laissez-faire' attitude might even earn him some favor points in the other party's heart.
However, if he knew that Lancer fighting was mostly based on physical strength, and that he relied more on the 'Geis' carved on him by his master to create and control ice, would he still be so confident?
Looking at Darnic, who was like a proud male peacock showing off his existence, Lancer had at least 10 ways to ambush him and send him to his death, but he didn't do so, because he had a more important goal.
'Since I've gotten in with the flow, let me see how much information I can gather!'
On the other side, Darnic looked at Lancer, who was rubbing his ankles, and a smile appeared on his face. It seemed as if he was happy about the other party joining, but in reality...
'I didn't lie to you. My goal is to revive the family, but I never said I wouldn't make a move on you!'
In the deepest part of the castle, a man lowered his head in silence, another man smiled and looked ahead, but the room was filled with a scent called 'conspiracy'...