"You guys know what? Among the people who transmigrated this time, there was actually a UO from the Moon. You'd never guess what she came here to do."
One student said this in a deliberately mysterious tone. He was one of the transmigrators this time, so he naturally knew everything about the recent uproar in Britain.
"Stop keeping us in suspense and spit it out already," someone nearby urged impatiently.
"After the King of the Moon descended, she immediately alarmed King Arthur and that witch. Everyone originally thought a huge battle was about to break out, but who would've thought she actually came to form a marriage alliance with Britain."
"And the partner in this alliance is someone from our Clock Tower."
The moment these words fell, the corridor erupted into an uproar.
Students who hadn't known the situation were completely stunned, and then quickly began voicing their guesses.
Some speculated it was a high-ranking member of the Clock Tower, maybe a certain Lord. Others guessed it might be a noble young master from some major family.
"It's a student from the Department of Mineralogy. He's also one of Director Kayneth's disciples."
The instant that was said, the students completely exploded.
"Director Kayneth's disciple? Who is it?"
"It can't possibly be Waver, right?"
Kayneth had many students at the Clock Tower, but the most famous one recently was a boy named "Waver Velvet."
Some time ago, during a public lecture, Waver had been singled out and criticized by Kayneth in class, and since then, many people had remembered this student.
"No way. That guy's talent isn't enough to catch the King of the Moon's eye…"
"Then who do you think could attract the King of the Moon?", another person immediately shot back.
As soon as those words were spoken, everyone fell silent.
Indeed… The King of the Moon, Arcueid Brunestud. The princess of the Millennium Castle, the prototype of the True Ancestors… There were scattered records about her within the Clock Tower.
Anyone who had studied history was no stranger to the King of the Moon.
Given her personality, even the most outstanding genius wouldn't possibly be worthy of her attention, right?
At that moment, someone in the crowd suddenly spoke up, "You're all wrong. The one marrying the King of the Moon is a disciple Director Kayneth only took in a few years ago. His name seems to be Alvin."
Hearing this, Alvin's scalp instantly went numb, and he felt a level of social death so intense it made his head spin.
He quickly lowered his head, silently turned around, and returned to his room.
At this rate, it seemed like he really couldn't show his face in public for a while.
Alvin had no interest in stepping outside only to be surrounded by a bunch of students grilling him with questions.
Better to just wait in his room for Director Kayneth to come over.
With how much noise the Arcueid incident had caused, Kayneth was definitely aware of it.
Without even thinking, it was obvious that before long, he would come knocking on his own.
Alvin lay down on the bed, waiting for the "visitor" to arrive.
What he didn't know was that at this very moment, Kayneth was so furious over another matter that smoke was practically coming out of his head.
As the head of the El-Melloi family and the Lord of the Department of Mineralogy, the resources Kayneth possessed were far beyond what ordinary people could imagine.
Even so, there were things that couldn't be easily obtained no matter how much money one had. Relics.
Special items capable of summoning "Heroic Spirits." And some relics tied to extremely powerful Heroic Spirits from ancient times were incredibly, incredibly difficult to acquire.
Even Kayneth had gone to great lengths to obtain just one such relic.
It was a fragment of a cloak, capable of summoning Iskandar, the King of Conquerors.
During this period, because of the whole "transmigration" affair, Kayneth hadn't had the energy to pay attention to that special relic. As a result, after returning to the present world this time, he unexpectedly learned that the precious relic had been stolen.
And to this day, no one knew who the thief was.
"Damn thief!"
Even now, whenever he thought of this, Kayneth's heart was filled with rage.
Although his student Alvin had previously advised him, in a roundabout way, not to participate in the Holy Grail War, and Kayneth had abandoned that idea afterward.
But, after the news of Arcueid marrying Alvin spread, his teacher and prospective father-in-law, Eulyphis, expressed a desire to cancel his engagement with his fiancee, Sola.
After all, what Arcueid's name meant to the Clock Tower was something everyone understood all too well.
Being entangled with Arcueid might very well become a liability in the future… and moreover, Kayneth's "value" was still far from enough for Eulyphis to be willing to take that risk and support him.
At least, from Eulyphis's perspective.
After learning of this, Kayneth decided to demonstrate his "value."
By going to Fuyuki and seizing the wish-granting machine known as the "Holy Grail."
But now… With the relic stolen, he could only think of another solution.
Since things had come to this, he could only switch to a different relic.
Fortunately, during the time Kayneth spent as a transmigrator, because he had been living in the royal palace of Britain, he had obtained more than one relic.
To be honest, the King of Conquerors might not have been the best fit for him anyway.
Thinking this, Kayneth took a deep breath and slowly exhaled.
Then, he slowly took out a special relic from within his coat.
Although he had suffered quite a bit during these two transmigrations, at least it had been worth it.
After all, he had indeed obtained several special relics from ancient Britain.
Among them, there was one relic that Kayneth favored the most.
As long as he possessed it, it was basically equivalent to locking in victory in this Holy Grail War.
"Let's try to finish this Holy Grail War as quickly as possible before the next transmigration begins."
Looking at the special "relic" in his hand, a faint, cold smile quickly appeared on Kayneth's face.
———
[Fuyuki]
This was a very peaceful city.
Here, people lived comfortable, leisurely lives.
And while people were enjoying this peace, a woman wearing a courtly dress was gazing around the brightly lit city with an unusual look in her eyes.
Morgan le Fay.
Not long ago, after the transmigration countdown ended, Morgan le Fay discovered that the environment she was in was no longer the royal palace from before.
She knew that she had indeed transmigrated.
It was just that…
'This is clearly not the Clock Tower.'
'So what kind of place is this, exactly?', Morgan le Fay murmured softly to herself.
She closed her eyes. In the next instant, a powerful perception descended all at once, as if it covered more than half the area.
The passersby walking around, the sounds of their voices, even the blood flowing through their bodies were all completely drawn into her perception in a single moment.
Buzz!
At this moment, from beneath the heavens, an indistinct sense of pressure seemed to spread, causing Morgan to snap her eyes open and instinctively mutter, "Alaya?"
In the present world, the Age of Gods had completely faded. Even Morgan le Fay could no longer wield the immense power she had possessed in Britain.
Even so, she still had more than enough ability to turn a portion of an area into an "Age of Gods."
However, somewhere in the unseen, something was restricting her.
Alaya.
The meaning was obvious enough, 'You can transmigrate, but you can't act recklessly in this era.'
In the past, Morgan would never have paid attention to Alaya's "warning," and might even have been provoked into defying it out of spite.
But right now, compared to such a trivial matter, there was something else she cared about far more.
The Holy Grail.
From the moment she transmigrated to Fuyuki, Morgan had already sensed the existence of the special item known as the "Holy Grail."
As long as it remained in this city, she would have a way to perform a Heroic Spirit summoning through it.
She wasn't interested in the Holy Grail itself. After all, Morgan le Fay had no regrets.
If she had to name a wish, there was probably only one.
As if thinking of something interesting, a charming smile appeared on Morgan's face.
———
In the blink of an eye, a full day passed without anyone noticing.
"Did Director Kayneth forget about me or something? How is it that I haven't seen him at all?", Alvin lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling, sinking into a long silence.
He had originally thought that on the very day he returned, Kayneth would proactively come looking for him.
After all, the news of Arcueid marrying him was undoubtedly a massive bomb. While in Britain, Kayneth had never had the chance to talk to Alvin. Now that they were back at the Clock Tower, how could he not drag him out and interrogate him thoroughly?
Who would've thought that up until now, he hadn't even seen a shadow of him.
Thinking of this, Alvin got out of bed, took out a set of black robes from the wardrobe, pulled the hood up over his head, and left the room.
Since the other party wasn't coming to find him, he'd just go take a look himself.
As one of the Mage's Association's institutions, the Clock Tower was said to be a place for magical exchange, but in reality, it was also a holy land for magi, or you could say an academy.
Alvin quickly went downstairs along the corridor, crossed the Clock Tower plaza, and was about to head toward the villa where Kayneth lived.
"Alvin?"
At that moment, a clear, pleasant girl's voice suddenly came from behind him.
Alvin instinctively turned around and, in a corner of the plaza, saw a noble girl with flowing blonde hair.
She was wearing a dark blue academy uniform. Below the skirt were long, slender legs clad in black stockings, stepping into a pair of petite short boots.
A few strands of golden hair fell across her forehead, accentuating her delicate, pretty face. The noble girl, only sixteen or seventeen years old, radiated the youthful vibrancy appropriate to her age.
"Reines?"
Alvin raised his hand and greeted her, about to speak.
However, upon seeing him, the girl reacted immediately. Her expression changed, and she grabbed his hand before he could say anything, quickly pulling him toward her own dormitory.
Not long after, she dragged Alvin into the room, slammed the door shut with a bang, looked up at him with a serious expression, and said, "Alvin, how do you still dare to swagger around the plaza like that?"
"I'm a Clock Tower student. What's wrong with going out for a walk?"
Alvin looked completely baffled and continued, "And I'm here to find my teacher. Have you seen him today?"
Hearing this, Reines gave him a look that said "I really don't know what to do with you" and sighed, "Alvin, don't you realize you're a celebrity at the Clock Tower right now?"
"I heard the upper ranks held an emergency meeting yesterday. Quite a few Lords want to meet you privately to ask about Arcueid. If my brother hadn't stepped in to stop it, and if Lord Barthomeloi hadn't spoken up, someone would probably have already come knocking."
Although Kayneth was harsh, he had always treated Alvin well, and in the past, he had given Alvin plenty of academic resources at the Clock Tower.
So it wasn't strange that he would step in to help.
It was precisely because Alvin had seen this in the past that he had stopped Kayneth from participating in the Holy Grail War.
After all, in the original story, Kayneth had died in the Holy Grail War.
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