Begin the Holy Grail War with the Sombra Legion

Weber was taken aback by this unfamiliar name. He had never heard such a name before, nor did he know anyone related to the strange surname Maqiri.

Webber's cautious personality made him want to go to those dark doubts in the depths of the magic world, but what happened today is still vivid in his mind.

"I'm Webb Velvet."

Weber took out the pen he was carrying, signed his name, and returned the receipt to the delivery worker.

There are barriers around the clock tower to disperse ordinary people, and it is also a strict building. Even the things sent into it, at least outwardly, there will be no abnormality.

In the world of magicians, betrayal and calculation are indeed common, but Weber still has a clear understanding of his situation. Now he is at most a good magician student who is not even a teacher, and is laughed at and despised. His bloodline is his best talisman.

To put it in a bad way, to calculate him, the sacrifices far outweigh the benefits.

It is precisely because of this fact that Webber feels the anger that he can be ignored, but the golden self has to be shelved like scrap iron.

"It's a coincidence, you've helped me a lot, Mr. Weber."

With a happy expression on his face, the delivery worker took the receipt, saving so much time to find someone, and he could leave work earlier today. With this thought in mind, the delivery worker raised the unremarkable wooden man with strong arms. The box was staggered and staggered back by the unexpected weight before he stabilized his body.

Having glanced at Webber, he may not have his own thick thighs. He also decided to repay Weber's kindness and said, "Mr. Weber, let me send you to your room."

"Hey," After a long absence, he received the kindness of others and made Weber wave his hands again and again. He didn't want to accidentally involve such a good person into the inner world, "I don't need it, I can do it myself."

As he spoke, Weber was about to take the big box that the other party was holding, but the delivery man only gave it a little bit of effort.

"Um... can I borrow this cart?"

After walking around a few floors, Webber, who had a dark face and felt that nothing was going well for him today, just put the textbooks away at random, and started to collide with the box in front of him.

Instead, he looked again, what exactly was in such a heavy box?

Weber held the amulet he made in one hand, and gently pried open the box with the ritual knife in the other.

He has already prepared what he can do. Although the effect of the amulet is poor, it is equivalent to a piece of cloth armor. The ritual knife can cut the magic power and prevent the things within the curse from being infiltrated.

Although he knew that this kind of thing might be useless, Webber stood up nervously.

"This is…?"

Weber was stunned for a moment. What he saw from the opened box was shining with a clear and heart-wrenching shimmer, shaking his eyes.

It was a golden cup with delicate carvings and an opening the size of an ordinary basin, like a work of art. It was filled with clear gems, blue, blue, and red, shining with dazzling colorful lights like a rainbow.

Weber once saw in a book that the most advanced 'Rainbow' magic eye in the legend has a colorful light as beautiful as a kaleidoscope, but he is sure that that kind of magic eye will never surpass the light in front of him. .

He swallowed his saliva, wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, immediately closed the lid of the box, and opened it carefully. After seeing the light still, Weber completely lost the strength to maintain his body and slumped on the chair.

For a pauper who sold all his property, lived in poverty after his studies, and couldn't even afford a plane ticket out of London, the value of this box was like opening the bank vault and letting him use it at will.

At the top of the pile of gems, there was also a letter covered with ink pad.

With his last strength, Webb slumped on the chair and opened the thin piece of paper.

The few short lines written on it were carefully read by Weber for more than ten minutes. The content of the letter was very simple. This magician named Roland heard about his reputation and wanted to hire himself as a tutor. This The things in the box are his sponsorship and greetings.

After confirming that there was no cryptic language in the letter, only a bonus ticket, Weber was stunned.

Are the magicians in the Far East all monsters?

Is this too rich? There are so many gems, even if you want to hire a killer to solve your own lecturer, someone will do it,

"It's not a liar, is it?"

Weber thought about his virtue and ability, and was qualified to receive such a gift. He grabbed a handful of gems, felt the wonderful touch, and stuffed it into a cloth bag.

This kind of good catalyst that can store magic power and is useful in various ceremonies is not something he can afford at all. Just touching it makes Weber smile like a madman.

From his point of view, these gems are of course perfect, but his habitual caution has made him a lot clearer at this time.

"It still needs to be identified."

He went to knock on the door of one of his few friends, Melvin Weinz.

They say they are friends, but the two of them are just getting along. At the beginning, Melvin was in a similar situation to Weber himself, but his family was much better than Weber. At that time, some self-abandoned Melvin became Tian flaunting his wealth, which made Weber feel so angry, he simply beat the guy up. Unexpectedly, in the end, their relationship became a lot closer.

"A rare visitor..."

Just after finding the yin and yang's strange friend under the guidance of the maid, Webber handed him the bag in his hand and said out of breath.

"Help me identify how much these things cost..."

As a branch of the three major noble families of the Clock Tower, let alone personality, Weber still trusts Melvin's identification ability. After all, when he beat him, what this guy showed off was a curse gem.

What the hell?

Melvin took the bag speechlessly and glanced curiously. It was the first time the other party showed this appearance since he met Webber, but the next moment, his eyes became serious, and he stretched out his hand and twisted it out of the bag. Picked up a ruby, took out a special gemstone lamp, and looked at it carefully.

"Weber, did you rob a gem supplier?"

After repeating this observation process a dozen times, Melvin sighed, and this behavior made Weber's heart suddenly hang.

"You mean..."

"They are all very top-quality gems. They are all formed in the underground mines and host natural spirits. If the families who are good at gem magic see it, they will buy them at a high price," Melvin shook the hand in his hand. Bag, "Your bag, at the current price, is at least a few hundred thousand dollars. Do you want me to help you find a buyer?"

"There are quite a lot of families who use gemstone magic in the clock tower, UU reading www.uukanshu.com Ed Felt has been buying this rare top-quality product, and you might be able to reap the good fortune if you sell it to them. With this money and their help, you don't have to worry about it in the future..."

Webb didn't know how he got out of Melvin's room, nor how he got back to his room.

When he regained his consciousness again, he realized that he had skipped a class for the first time, the back of the door was well locked, and he was firmly held up by the chair placed upside down, just like a thief with a guilty conscience. look.

In front of him, the box of beautiful gems still had a breathtaking light.

If he was exposed, he would surely die without a place to be buried.

Reason told Weber to stay out of trouble, but considering that a small bag of gems sold for hundreds of thousands of dollars, and a box with dozens of times the amount in front of him, he was still too poor to suppress his heart. greedy.

Before, when he saw that there was a plane ticket that came with the gift, he was still a little bit embarrassed.

Do these guys think they can buy him with money? This is simply an insult to him!

Weber originally wanted to scold the other party loudly like this, but now, his lips kept moving and he couldn't speak.

But Roland gave too much.

Weber held up the ticket, looked at the itinerary above, and stood up immediately, "No, we have to pack up quickly."

Although he has yet to meet his employer, Weber has entered the mode of working as a worker under the attack of money.

He put the ticket in order and took a serious look at the place where he might live for a long time in the future.

- Fuyuki City.