Comprehensive: Beginning with the Killer Queen

So far, Roland has seen many girls, from young girls to mature women, from aliens to monsters.

Within this range, there are many women whose appearance can no longer be described simply as outstanding; it would be more appropriate to describe them as having a charm that transcends human charm.

But despite this, the girl in front of him still has an incomparable unique charm.

Olga Marie was already a noble lady who had very low requirements for clothing, but even so, her clothes would still use details such as gems on the bow tie to highlight her status.

But although she had a status that would make Olga Marie tremble, the girl's pure white long coat, which was like a windbreaker, had no unnecessary decoration except for the bright red bow tie around her neck.

He also wore wide red breeches for easy movement, and a leather whip hung around his waist.

The calf part is firmly bound by brown high leather boots, outlining the slender and graceful calf curve.

Her chestnut hair was tied into a neat ponytail, just past her shoulders.

But such a practical and clean dressing style cannot hide the girl's stunning beauty.

Although there are no luxurious ornaments to embellish her, her existence itself is far more gorgeous than those things.

The exposed skin on the neck was extremely white, gleaming with a milky luster.

Although he often teased Olga Marie, to be fair, apart from her inner qualities that still needed to be polished, she was still very outstanding in terms of appearance.

He has a handsome appearance and a strong temperament, and his every move is typical of an aristocrat.

But in front of the girl next to her, Olga Marie at this moment looked as inconspicuous as a maid.

It is like two gems whose quality cannot be distinguished by the naked eye, but when placed together, the difference in hue and purity can be easily seen.

The queen-like girl in front of Roland was undoubtedly the perfect gem.

This does not mean that the other party's life level has evolved to the ultimate creature without flaws, but that she has undoubtedly reached the extreme within the conditions she can possess and the upper limit allowed by the environment.

There is no nothingness born from truth like that of Sajo Aika and Ryougi Shiki, nor is there the devilish nature brought about by innate talent like that of Kuonji Arizuma or Asagami Fujino.

Just as a human being, as a magician, she is absolute and perfect.

"This is Barthelmero..."

Roland raised his eyebrows.

As one of the three noble families that founded the Clock Tower, the Barthelmero family has one of the longest bloodlines and absolute status in the Magic Association.

As we all know, the Twelve Monarchs are the pointers that determine the direction of the Clock Tower and even the huge force of the Magic Association.

Every monarch family is rooted in a certain department, just like aristocrats controlling their own territory. They consolidate their own interests and authority by constantly training students and old officials and allocating specific resources, thus continuing to thrive.

The territory that Barthelmero is in charge of is the Law and Politics Department.

Unlike the twelve major academic disciplines, the Law and Politics Department is not responsible for academic research, but for the operational policy of the Clock Tower itself.

Simply put, it is to use magic and power to intervene in the real society, or to adjust the internal balance of the clock tower to prevent conflicts or loss of control, leading to the exposure of mysteries.

Although the Law and Politics Department has become an independent administrative agency and is no longer considered a discipline, the name of the First Executive Bureau still clearly demonstrates their privileges.

Everyone who graduates from the Law and Politics Department will eventually become an elite who manages the Clock Tower, or an executive force that intervenes in fights between magicians.

Due to this nature, the Law and Politics Department caused fear among many magicians. As long as its name was mentioned, even those related to the monarch's family would be terrified.

Because of this, as the magician who is responsible for distributing power and commanding magicians, Barthelmero is truly the pinnacle of the clock tower when he reigns.

It is said that for Barthelmero, the only one who can stand on equal footing with them is the embodiment of the First Law.

From this perspective, using the honorific title of "Your Majesty" may already be a sign of the girl's good attitude.

Even so.

"Isn't it common sense to state your name before asking someone about their purpose?"

Roland looked at the girl with a joking expression, as if he regarded the name Barthelmero as some kind of label with added value.

"Whether it's willfulness or a sign of war, it has nothing to do with you, right? I don't remember that the Mystic Eye Collection Train is the private property of the Magic Association."

"Besides... even if it is true, so what? I can represent the Holy Church, but Barthelmero alone cannot fully represent the Magic Association."

In an instant, the carriage became quiet.

The air was as heavy as if filled with lead, and the already tense atmosphere dropped to freezing point.

The magicians around almost stopped breathing and were ready to rush out.

Given Bartomero's past style, it's not surprising that such a tit-for-tat situation would turn into a fight.

The protection of the Magic Eye collection train is quite strong, but considering the strength and identity of both parties, it is highly likely that it will not have any blocking effect.

Surprisingly, although the sharpness in Roland's words was so obvious, the girl had no intention of getting angry at all.

After a brief yet long pause of two or three seconds, as if she had finally digested the meaning, the young queen raised her head.

"——This is indeed my negligence."

The girl spoke quietly.

"I am the current head of the Barthelmero family, Barthelmero Lorelaya."

"Please forgive my disrespect for lumping you in with these insignificant little characters."

Lorelaia bowed slightly. Although her cold temperament was not affected at all, her posture at this moment did seem elegant and frank.

Despite being despised as a minor character who was not worth paying attention to, none of the magicians around expressed dissatisfaction with such remarks.

Because the name Loreleija is enough to cover it all.

Even if she was born into an absolutely elitist family like Barthelmero, it couldn't erase the girl's brilliance.

She does not possess any special magic or talent, but because her abilities in all aspects have reached the highest point, she can achieve excellent results no matter what the situation.

Although he has not yet reached the realm of magic, his talent is close to miracles through magic alone, and he is enough to compete with the ancestor of the Dead Apostles on his own.

While serving as the candidate for the dean of the Clock Tower, Loreleija also successfully took over the position of the Magic Marshal.

You know, the previous Marshal of Magic was Bao Shiweng, who was the second magician.

Therefore, Olga Marie, who wanted to show off in front of Roland, just held her arms, turned her head and stared at the ground, not daring to move. She looked like a student who was caught by the teacher while being absent.

There is nothing we can do about this.

The appearance of a legendary being is certainly shocking, but for modern people, it always comes with a filter brought by a distance.

But Loreleija is different. The shadow cast by this "top contemporary magician" that the Clock Tower is proud of has always been overshadowing Olga Marie's past life.

Although they were both aristocratic monarch families, the only family that Barthelmero had any dealings with was Archibald, who was descended from Kenneth, who was also a monarch, because it was not pure enough.

Therefore, Roland, who was originally prepared to tease the girl, became a little confused.

For Loreleija's style, softening her attitude so quickly was a bit too fast.

In the past, she had defeated the ancestors of two Dead Apostles and handed them over to the church to be sealed. Although the Living Saint is a symbol of the Holy Church, her deterrent power on the girl is definitely limited. The sharp words she said before she appeared were ironclad evidence of this.

"To be honest, I'm a little surprised, Miss Lorelaia. You seem... to be quite different from what was rumored."

"is it?"

Lorelaia's expression remained as calm as ever.

"I feel like I'm no different than usual. So it seems that those guys who spread those rumors must be losers with no talent or gifts."

"I naturally don't care about those people who put all their time and energy into the magic path, but the effort they put in is not worth mentioning. They are worthless from head to toe."

The tradition of magicians is corrupt and feudal. This is an indisputable fact, and even many magicians themselves admit it.

A genius like Aozaki Touko who has a monarch as her teacher will also be discriminated against and forcibly given a seal and designated title.

But the construction of theory cannot be separated from reality.

The principle that mysteries should be kept hidden means that magic cannot be widely spread nowadays.

Moreover, the magic circuit can really improve bloodline through marriage, and the path constructed in the magic imprint can really be made up for with time.

A family that has been passed down for five generations is stronger than one that has been passed down for three generations.

If one's qualifications are not sufficient and there are no special opportunities, one will be stuck at a certain level and unable to move up.

Weber himself understood this.

Even though he possesses the talent of Discernment Eye, he can only discover people whose talents are buried, but he cannot help those who have no talents but work hard enough to change their fate.

Therefore, for ordinary magicians, if they are not capable of it, it is better for them to quietly inherit and perfect the research of their predecessors, improve their bloodline as much as possible, and entrust their ideals to the next generation.

If he were to get lucky like Tōsaka Tokiomi and have a daughter with excellent pedigree, he could use this opportunity to completely turn his life around.

Read more latest popular novels at 6.9*shuba!

Therefore, in the Clock Tower, family background and aristocracy are extremely prevalent.

Unlike ordinary magicians, Barthelmero, who stands at the top, has always been an extreme supporter of aristocracy.

But in extreme cases, negative two often equals positive.

Just like Kenneth, because he is truly a genius, he doesn't care about Weber's paper and even helps him suppress its influence.

To Barthemelo, who was born with noble blood, there was no difference between the common people and the ruling class.

In such a special growing environment, Lorelaia cares more about the other person's ability and value than their background or personality.

As long as they are humans with powerful special abilities, even if they are not magicians, she will show corresponding concern.

"It has nothing to do with your sainthood or the power of the church. In my opinion, you are someone who deserves respect, that's all."

The Clock Tower Queen said so.

"As a magician, you are quite interesting."

Roland nodded.

Although Lorelaia's voice was as cold as a blade with water droplets flowing on it, it was precisely this that made her words more sincere.

"Well, let's stop here. My purpose is just to come and see the Magic Eye Collection Train as a guest," Roland shrugged and said with a smile.

"Today is a day off, isn't it? Even the Lord would allow a moment of relaxation."

"I don't have any other purpose. If you want to do anything, please do as you please."

Roland's meaning was very clear.

However, the sense of oppression felt by the magicians in the carriage not only did not disappear, but became even more intensified.

Let's go to the mountain and go to the mountain with fire.

In the atmosphere, the converted magic power seemed to be boiling, and it seemed as if electric arcs would appear in the void at any moment.

Under the lingering pressure, many magicians showed expressions of doubt and uncertainty.

——The Mystic Eye Collection Train was run by a non-human vampire.

For those who received the invitation, this was not a secret.

After all, the power run by the Immortal Clan is also a proof of credibility.

But the Barthelmeros are different. Their hatred for vampires is well-known, like some kind of morbid evil.

No matter how busy they are, the successive heads of the Barthelmero family will always take time to exterminate vampires, even putting it before their responsibilities as magicians.

Because Roland's pressure was too great, many magicians had ignored this point and regarded Loreleija, who represented the Magic Association, as their savior.

But now that I think about it, the other party might also be here to mess things up.

"My goal is not to collect the magic eye train. I just need to step on this train to complete another task."

Lorelaia's tone was very cold.

She walked into the carriage, and each step she took was neat and precise as if measured with a ruler, and the amplitude was so small that even her hair did not feel shaken.

Compared to Toosaka Rin who always loses control at critical moments, she is more like the embodiment of the Toosaka family motto.

Stay elegant at all times.

It's like a red rose that never fades and blooms.

It’s just… In the girl’s eyes that were so cold that they seemed to penetrate one’s heart, there was no one in the entire carriage who could appreciate this beauty except Roland.

"Because it is not an urgent task, so now, I am also a guest of this train."

The Queen of the Clock Tower walked up to Roland, raised her head and stared at him, and spoke softly.

"So, as fellow travelers, do we want to spend some meaningless waiting time together during this journey?"

There was an uproar.

Even Olga Marie, who had huddled like a quail, raised her head in surprise at the invitation.

interesting--

Artluqi narrowed her beautiful eyes and looked at Lorelaia with interest.

Others might not feel it clearly, but she could feel that this was not an invitation for the purpose of testing or semi-surveillance.

The other party was really curious about Roland's existence and nature and wanted to know more about him.

Artelucci had personally experienced what kind of truth Roland contained. For a magician, that was the highest pursuit: to hear the truth in the morning and be willing to die in the evening.

However, she also had to suck blood to fully understand the abnormality behind Roland's nature. How did the other party do it?
Could it be the Demonic Eye... No, although the Demonic Eye that Barthelm possesses is excellent, it is at most comparable to that of the priest just now, and can only see the surface.

This woman is quite capable.

Artelucci looked at Lorelaia deeply, and after remembering her in her heart, she quietly turned her gaze to Roland.

It would be fine for others, but she knew that Roland came to this train with his own plans.

How would this guy respond if he was suddenly approached by such a difficult girl?

If it is not handled properly, it is possible that it will alert the enemy...

Heiji was in very high spirits.

Although strictly speaking, she is on Roland's side now, this does not stop her from wanting to see him suffer a setback.

However, the girl's joy was broken before it lasted for half a second.

"Although I really want to accept your invitation, unfortunately... when I already have a female companion, it would be even more rude to accept another woman's invitation."

Roland grabbed Altluchi behind him, put his arm around the girl, and pushed her directly in front of Lorelaia.

Then, he looked at Miss Kurohime in front of him, who had not yet reacted and had a stiff expression, and Lorelei, who was examining Altruci with the mission of hunting down the ancestors of the Dead Apostles.

A playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"As you can see, I have company." (End of this chapter)