Comprehensive: Beginning with the Killer Queen

The weather is clear and clear.

The warm sunlight fell from the sky like molten gold pouring into the water, casting large patches of solid and dazzling light, reflecting on the corridor paved with white marble and crimson velvet carpet.

After being divided by the clear window tables and the colorful shadows of the trees, the light turned into tiny specks of light. With the swaying breeze, they gathered and dispersed, like the rippling surface of a lake.

For London, a world-famous foggy city, today is undoubtedly a rare good day.

Even the magicians in the clock tower, who have always been isolated from the world, would slow down their pace when passing through this corridor with the widest view, and tacitly continue this quiet and beautiful time.

But obviously not everyone takes this conventional rule seriously.

pat-

The crisp sound of leather boots hitting the floor rang out in a rhythmic pattern.

Although his steps could be described as meticulous, his hasty and swift style, devoid of elegance and reserve, was undoubtedly out of place in the Clock Tower, a magician's base composed of aristocratic families, bloodlines, and all the banal things you could think of.

However, in the Clock Tower, where secret bullying is common, neither the staff nor the passing magicians glared at the noise maker, let alone gave him a furtive glance.

Everyone sat upright, looking straight ahead, as if the scenery before them was the truth they had been pursuing all their lives.

Even if a newly arrived magician occasionally expressed confusion about his colleagues' cautiousness, this confusion would be quickly dispelled after seeing the figure of the girl who made the noise.

Chestnut shoulder-length hair down to waist.

He wore a simple white shirt, which outlined his round and full figure, and a pair of jeans, which seemed quite trendy for a magician, which also showed off his exquisite body curves.

The girl has an oriental face that is completely different from the magicians around her. However, her dignified appearance and fair skin not only do not make her look out of place, but instead she has an aura that makes her stand out from the crowd.

Together, they create an overwhelming beauty that can silence anyone.

Apart from these most intuitively perceptible beauties, the girl is also flawless in other aspects.

With the corners of his mouth slightly raised and his movements going his own way, he completely ignores the atmosphere of the clock tower that has been accumulated since the Middle Ages, but he doesn't feel out of place like a tourist who has strayed in.

Beneath the flamboyant posture lies an approachable and gentle expression.

Even if people don’t know the person, after seeing this scene, it’s hard for them to feel disgusted with what happened before.

Just as no one would correct the queen's etiquette mistakes, no one would accuse the girl, who is as dazzling as a gem that makes people unable to take their eyes off, of not shining in the sun.

Stretching out from under the trouser legs, the long, slender and plump legs stepped into the trickle of light.

Spots of light like ripples danced on the ankles that looked like white jade.

As if the girl had long been accustomed to being the center of attention, she moved forward naturally with lazy and graceful movements, as light as a deer wading across a river.

But under this stunning beauty that seemed like a natural curse of charm and could make people infatuated, no one dared to look directly at her.

There is no other reason.

The girl's name is Aozaki Aoko.

This one sentence alone is enough to explain everything.

When they discovered that the magician's successor had come to the Clock Tower on his own initiative, the Magic Association was in an uproar.

After many discussions, despite the constant mediation of Lord El-Melloi, due to the inherent concept of family background and bloodline, as well as the special and rare nature of magicians, the Magic Association still issued an order to seal the designated magician and sent many capable elites to give a cordial greeting to this magician who changed his career.

Then, they exploded in a physical sense.

The entire seal-designated headquarters was taken over by the fledgling magician lady, and the name of the fifth magician, Aozaki Aoko, was officially established. In order to calm the situation, the Magic Association had to give the other party the evaluation of the three primary colors, blue in the same year.

However, compared to these, which are the lifelong pursuits of magicians, any one of them can overshadow the name and become the honor that embodies the meaning of the recipient's existence.

Most of the magicians who knew about the disaster were still accustomed to calling Aozaki Aoko secretly by nicknames such as the Human Rocket Launcher and the Witch of the Magic Bullet, which were catchy and realistic.

Due to word of mouth and the magician's trouble-making personality, although she is a free person who does not belong to any organization, all organizations fear her as a walking bomb.

Because of this, although she is a beautiful landscape in the old-fashioned clock tower, almost no magician dares to come into contact with her, let alone appreciate her beauty.

The strange man who could still desire the girl after knowing all the information, regardless of his strength, his existence alone might be worthy of being sealed and even became a theorem recognized by the Clock Tower.

Aozaki Aoko herself also felt a little depressed about this.

Although she has complaints about the rumor that she is not popular with men, since she already knew the man who would be her lifelong companion in the future before she came here and has indeed walked towards this destiny, Aoko is currently more concerned about her reputation as a troublemaker.

After all, as a fledgling wizard, the number of magicians and enemies she has actually come into contact with so far is only three and a half at most.

A sister with a bad temper, a roommate with a bad temper, a partner with a bad temper, and a dog that has a good temper but is a bit stupid.

Even if we take into account that some of them are too exceptional, but if we average out their combined strength and lower it by one or two levels, that would be Aoko's rough understanding of the Clock Tower, the holy land of magicians.

Being suddenly surrounded, she felt panicked as a girl, so it was only natural for her to use all her strength.

How could she have imagined that those executors would be so fragile?

As an elite magician, it was just a few minutes of non-stop rocket fire. Shouldn't it be a matter of course that he could defend against it?

In the end, the girl realized that she seemed to have gone too far and finally realized the true identity and status of the enemies she had encountered before.

The wicked sister is the crown puppeteer, the wicked roommate is the last fairytale witch, and the slightly stupid dog is a rare fantasy species that is difficult to be born even in the Age of Gods.

The only thing that hasn't changed is probably the fact that the man is indeed a real monster.

Honestly speaking, after learning about the average level of magicians, Aoko still doesn't understand why modern magicians have the courage to challenge herself, who has inherited the fifth magic.

Technology that can be accomplished by humans is magic, and miracles that cannot be accomplished by humans are magic.

This principle is common sense at the entry level of all magic education, and is often the first lesson for most magicians.

Even if I didn't understand it at the time, don't these old monsters who have lived for who knows how many years and have seen a lot understand it?
You know, the vortex of origin that countless magicians have spent countless hours and dozens of generations of efforts to pursue is already a thing of the past for magicians.

It is strange no matter how you look at it to think that this kind of existence can be covered by common sense.

It may be that it was because Orange always ran away and always tried to keep things quiet that these guys misjudged the Aozaki family.

That’s right, that woman is indeed the source of all evil!
Thinking of this, Aozaki Aoko nodded and felt much better.

The afternoon sun is still strong, but Britain's climate is much drier than that of the island countries.

And because the humidity is not heavy, no matter how strong the sunlight is, it will not make people feel uncomfortable and it is not easy to sweat.

Aozaki Aoko walked along this ancient street with half-closed eyes and soon reached her destination.

After passing through the lush garden across the iron fence, she soon arrived at the door of the familiar mansion and pressed the doorbell with the elegance of a lady.

Although she was very familiar with the place, Aoko, who came from a petty bourgeoisie background, still had the illusion that she had mistakenly entered a castle every time she entered here.

"Youzhu, I'm back!"

After entering the mansion, she pushed open the door to the living room with ease and greeted her roommate.

"Yeah." Jiuyuansi Youzhu, who had already known the other party's movements through the barrier, picked up the teacup and responded calmly, his eyes never leaving the book on his lap.

Such a response was undoubtedly a bit cold, but Aozaki Aoko didn't care.

After spending so much time together, she understood that taking the initiative to respond to Miss Witch was already a sign of closeness.

"call……"

After pouring herself a cup of black tea, Qingzi sank into the sofa, looked at the decorations around her, and sighed with contentment.

The area of ​​the clock tower is quite spacious, but it is still inferior to the places I am familiar with.

But thinking about it this way, there is indeed something wrong. When facing the girl's willfulness, is Roland's attitude towards himself and Youzhu completely different?
He was just worried that Yuzu would feel lonely when he went to school, so he asked the El-Melloi family for a piece of property and even built a one-to-one replica of the mansion.

Even though strictly speaking the one who benefited was herself, who couldn't interact with ordinary magicians, the magician lady still felt a little jealous.

She took a sip from the teacup in her hand and secretly glanced at the Kuonji Yuju that looked like a scroll.

Miss Witch was wearing a black dress as usual, with her curvy calves wrapped in black cotton socks.

Her neat black short hair fell on both sides of her ears, her pupils were as calm as a deep lake, and between her eyebrows there was a coldness but also a hint of charmingness that made one's heart beat faster.

Thanks to the hard work of Mr. Roland, who did not want to reveal his name, during the time she was studying, although Miss Witch's figure was still petite, her breasts, which were originally a little delicate, had grown significantly.

Although it cannot be compared with her own chest, the degree of its tip is more in line with Miss Witch's stubborn and unwilling to give up easily character.

Every time when he was teased in bed, his attitude of trying hard not to say anything and wanting to refuse but also to accept was so tempting that not only Roland but even she felt moved.

"Aoko, are you thinking of something rude?"

Jiuyuan Temple Yuju frowned slightly, and her tone became a little stern.

"sorry!"

Knowing that the witch lady's words were not questions but confirmation, Aoko lowered her head and apologized honestly.

Past experience taught her that continuing to go against a cohabitant who was vaguely angry with her usually did not end well.

"Humph,"

Seeing her pitiful appearance, Jiuyuansi Youzhu's heart softened and he did not continue to pursue the direction of the girl's gaze.

"So, did you find out?"

"Of course, who do you think I am?" Aozaki Aoko raised her head proudly and put one thigh on the other knee. The overlapping action made her jeans slightly tighter, and under the dim light in the room, the sensual sheen of her thighs was faintly outlined.

"Although they said it was confidential information, I asked them to reconsider it in the name of the magician, and the staff members were very understanding and gave me the authority."

It's just intimidation...

Although she wanted to say that, Kuonji Yuju went straight to the point.

"Really? Judging from your behavior, what Roland said a few days ago was right?"

"Ah."

Aozaki Aoko confirmed the witch's inner guess.

"I looked through past materials and original texts, and asked several eyewitnesses who were still in the Clock Tower, and I got the same result."

Aoko paused and continued, "Unlike what I saw in the future world line, now, the ancestor of the dead apostles really exists."

"..."

At this moment, even Kuonji Yuju put down her teacup and couldn't help but reveal an expression of serious thinking.

"I didn't notice it before, but now I feel like I've used magic to perceive it. As long as I think about it, I find that all my experiences and feelings are there. Destiny is really a magical thing."

"That's right, that explains it."

Jiuyuan Temple Yuju narrowed her eyes slightly, "No wonder Roland said he wanted to join the Holy Church."

"There's no other way. When it comes to dealing with Dead Apostles, those annoying guys can indeed be called professionals...wait," Aozaki Aoko suddenly raised her head and almost spit out the tea in her mouth.

"Join the Holy Church, Roland?"

"...He said this himself in bed the day before yesterday. What are you thinking about?"

Kuonji Yuzu looked at Aoko with a blaming look, and the girl touched her head embarrassedly, but still tried to argue.

"I can't help it... My head was so comfortable at the time. Besides, I am a woman who will concentrate on one thing and automatically ignore other factors when doing one thing."

"With my mouth already busy, how can I have time to pay attention to something that is casually mentioned like this!"

"Besides, with that guy's egocentric personality, how could he possibly join the Holy Church, a force made up of serious lunatics!"

A nympho?

Such a righteous answer made Jiuyuansi Youzhu's mouth twitch. He didn't know what to say and could only shake his head helplessly.

"The title of serious lunatic is worthy of praise, but since you know the character of that man, you shouldn't have such doubts."

Such a hint made Aozaki Aoko raise her eyebrows and communicate with the terminal in her mind.

Since the new world created by Heaven has become a foregone conclusion, Roland's accumulation, or harem, in the Type-Moon world has accumulated to a considerable extent.

Although there may be the risk of Shura Field, in order to avoid internal friction among the girls without knowing each other, and to integrate their forces to better serve Roland, several girls led by Aika Sajo jointly built a system called Roland Terminal.

Just as saints can receive enlightenment from the unknown destiny and heroic spirits can gain modern knowledge from the terminal of the Holy Grail, this terminal is also built based on the same principle.

Just ask, and you can get the corresponding answer from the intelligence information database integrated in the girls' minds, or contact other girls.

With different personalities, living places and habits, this way of not interfering with each other in normal times and being able to chat online, exchange information and provide help when necessary has undoubtedly become a lubricant for girls.

Even Kuonji Arizuma, who was somewhat resistant to this type of terminal at first, acquiesced to its existence, not to mention Aozaki Aoko who was studying in a foreign country.

After entering the terminal, she quickly found information about the Holy Church.

At the same time, the unfinished words of Miss Witch also came faintly.

"As long as there is a slight possibility of being unreasonable, he will never compromise himself. However, given the background of the Holy Church, it is obviously not to the point where he needs to consider the overall situation."

"In this case, there is only one possibility."

"He himself is the one who needs the Holy Church to take care of the overall situation."

Looking at the message in front of her, the usually fearless magician's pupils shrank.

"The Holy Church officially confirmed today that the winner of the Fifth Holy Grail War, the young man named Roland, is actually... a living saint who has manifested himself in the world?" (End of this chapter)