I don't like the gods, I want to be a hero

Before the magicians could react from this sudden encounter, the burst of seven-color light engulfed them all.

The next day, the Marshal of Demonic Dao who did not know when to return, Kishua Zellich Schubin Augustus suddenly proposed to replace the monarch who "accidentally" died of the "gas" explosion to meet the representative of Einzbern Require.

After that, he personally went to Fuyuki City in the Far East, and brought back to the Clock Tower the heavy news that the Einzberns had achieved the 'Third Law' to some extent.

And the name of the rightful owner who obtained the fragments of the 'Third Law', Ilyasfiel von Einzbern, also spread throughout the entire world in a very short period of time, and caused quite a stir .

For a time, countless magicians began to pursue a ceremony similar to the Holy Grail War, hoping to achieve the root of their dreams.

After all, for magicians who can trample on everything in pursuit of the root, a ritual that has been proven to successfully reach the root will naturally drive them extremely crazy.

What's more, after seeing the great achievements that the "third method" can achieve, he directly set his mind on Illya, a new magician.

However, all the guys who had this idea and planned to take action were soon discovered by people at the top of the clock tower, and all of them were in a state of living dead with their bodies alive but their souls pulled out of their bodies. exception.

A monarch of the Clock Tower believed that this was a provocation against the Magician Association by the third magician, and asked the Marshal of Magic, who was also a magician, to personally protect the dignity of the Clock Tower.

But before Gem Weng expressed his opinion on this, the monarch's body was found in the office—in a way of turning into muddy meat and covering the floor.

The hottest new monarch of the Clock Tower, El-Melloi II, was entrusted with full authority to deal with the matter, but when he came to the conclusion that the victim was hanged alive by a creature like a big snake, the extremely serious Gemstone suddenly appeared in front of him.

"That's the end of this matter. As for the report or something...you can just make up a self-justified explanation based on 'suicide' and give it to me."

"Self...suicide?!"

Even though he knew that the person in front of him was the moody Marshal of Demonic Dao, and even after going through the storm, his temper was much calmer than before, El-Melloi II couldn't help but scream out loud.

"That's right, commit suicide." Gemstone Weng nodded affirmatively, and murmured in a faint voice. "If you seek death on your own initiative, but you are killed by someone else, of course it is considered suicide..."

"But at the moment, it's impossible to..."

"That's why I need you to make up a self-justifying explanation." The jeweler's face was indifferent, as if he was not the one who openly asked others to open their eyes and lie.

"Even if it can be justified, someone must believe it!" El-Melloi II, with a helpless face, was still making the last attempt.

"That's why I want you to hand over the report to me." Gem Weng glanced at the fussing young man, and Gu Jing Wubo's eyes suddenly flashed scarlet.

"I...understood, I'm really sorry for your trouble." Stimulated by Gem Weng's astonishing murderous aura, El-Melloi II, who realized what was going on, hastily saluted him respectfully.

Seeing that El-Melloi II understood what he meant, Jewel Weng silently breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. Then, he raised his head, but his eyes passed through countless barriers, and looked directly at a certain place outside the world. bit exists.

'Leave the child's troubles to me, so... even for the sake of this world, can you please take back your power? '

............

In Fuyuki's Emiya Mansion, boys and girls who finished their studies for a day sat around a square table, enjoying delicious snacks leisurely. At this time, Matou Zouken, who had just finished contacting the clock tower, brought them a A very unexpected news.

"Monarch... Monarch?!" Tohsaka Rin's eyes widened, and he stared at the snow-haired girl next to him in disbelief.

"Grandpa Matou said that I became the new monarch of the clock tower?" Ilya blinked cutely.

"It's unbelievable, but it's true." Matou Zouyan spread his hands.

During this period of time, he has been running around, exchanging various interests, in order to pave the way for the future of the four boys and girls in front of him as much as possible.

But who knew that with just a phone call, the eldest among them became the monarch of the clock tower.

"Is the news reliable? Master Matou." Taking a deep breath, Miss Tohsaka finally calmed down with a serious face. "It's not that I don't believe Mr. Jiantong, it's just that this matter is a bit..."

"I can understand your mood, Rin." Matou Zouken didn't mind at all. "But the Marshal of Demon Dao is on the other end of the phone, and this kind of existence will not make such a joke for us."

"Master?!" Tohsaka Rin couldn't help but frown at the command of Marshal Mo Dao. "Is it really because of the third method? But this is obviously just a fragment..."

"Even if it's just a fragment of the third method, it's enough to make magicians feel crazy." Matou Zouken shook his head, he could no longer understand the style of magicians after living for 500 years.

"Wait a minute, you two first." Emiya Shirou, who was listening in a cloud, suddenly interrupted their conversation.

"Those who have always been monarchs there, can you explain to me what the so-called 'monarchs' are?"

Rin Tohsaka stretched out her hand to hold her forehead, because of what happened during this time, she almost forgot that this guy who can wrestle with followers as long as he has enough magic power is actually a half-baked guy who knows nothing about the inner world.

"Hey, let Illya, who is my older sister, introduce Shirou to the Lord of the Clock Tower." Illya threw herself on her younger brother with a light smile.

"In the clock tower, the title 'monarch' has two meanings...

First, it refers to the monarchy class, that is, the twelve monarchs who are in charge of the clock tower.

Second, depending on the textbooks, the term "monarch" is sometimes referred to as the headmaster who founded the clock tower, or the senior class called the marshal of the magic way out of habit. "

"In other words, is Illya the big shot in the clock tower now?" Emiya Shirou looked at his older sister in amazement.

"If you really want to understand it this way, it's not impossible." Ilya proudly puffed up her chest.

"It's just because of good luck, what's there to be proud of." Unable to understand the girl's proud expression, Rin Tohsaka stared at the petite Illya unhappily.

"Yeah, yes, it's really nothing to be lucky, but now Illya is the monarch of the clock tower anyway, so..." Illya narrowed her eyes, and a sly look appeared on her face. smile.

"Does Rin need a recommendation letter written by a monarch? It's the kind that allows you to take Sakura directly to the entrance without the entrance exam."

Ilya's faint laughter hit Tohsaka Rin's weakness directly. If she was the only one, even if she knew she would lose, she would do her best to fight back.

But considering her younger sister Sakura, Miss Tohsaka still swallowed her anger and chose to swallow the words that came to her mouth...

Looking at Miss Tohsaka, who is being manipulated every day, and Ilya, who put on a sarcastic face like "I just like to see you can't understand me, and you can't kill me", Matou Zou Yan shook his head lightly.

Although he had bought the opportunity to study in the clock tower for the two sisters and the junior Emiya, a letter of recommendation written by a monarch is undoubtedly more precious than the opportunity he got through the exchange of benefits.

Therefore, although Ms. Tohsaka, who understands that she will suffer for face and face, would rather get the training qualification from herself than bow to Illya, Zouken Matou, who hopes that the future path of the two sisters will be more stable, still chooses to remain silent.

'According to the meaning of Gem Weng's words, he will then provide shelter for Illya's life in the clock tower. ' Matou Zouyan thought silently.

'Although I don't understand why he made such a decision, but with the second magician as the backer, I don't need to continue to worry about the future of the little ones. '

With such thoughts in mind, the great magician who lived for 500 years showed a relaxed expression as if relieved...

............

"tasty!"

In the reception room of Animsfia's house, a young man with fair skin and bright orange hair savored the sweetness in his mouth with satisfaction.

"It's hard to imagine that an existence like you would show such a happy expression because of desserts."

The silver-haired gentleman at the side took a sip of the black tea in his hand elegantly, then smiled and glanced at the plate in the man's hand, on which was a half-eaten strawberry cake.

"What is an existence like me?" The man showed a dissatisfied expression, and waved the silver fork in his hand childishly.

"I've said it all, now I'm just an ordinary person named Jedidiah, and Maris wants to call me Jedidiah in an ordinary way!"

"Let's not talk about how to call it 'ordinary'." Maris Billy raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and handed over the black tea with milk and a lot of sugar cubes.

"Just the name 'Yedidiah' is not 'ordinary' at all."

Jedidia means 'God's pleasure'. In the world where Christianity prevails, no ordinary person would call such a profane name.

And because of Jedidiah's connection with King Solomon, magicians in the other world dare not make a fuss about the name of the King of Magic.

Therefore, if Jedidiah has been running around in the name of 'God's Pleasure', he will receive great attention no matter where he is.

And the existence that has attracted much attention is naturally not ordinary.

"That's right." Jedidia, who took the milk tea, nodded her cheek in distress.

"So, are you going to try to think of a new name for yourself?" Maris Billy looked at the man in front of him gently. "It's like you get a new look for a normal life."

"A new name." Jedidiah closed her eyes, seriously considering Marisbury's suggestion.

"Yes!" Yedidia opened his eyes wide in a flash of inspiration, and looked at his friend full of surprise. "How about Romani Archman?"

"Romani Archman?" Maris Billy held his chin lightly. "So that's it, it's Roman."

"A great name, right!" Jedidia smiled happily.

'Although you know the wisdom, do you have no real feeling because you haven't experienced it? Maris Billy looked at the childlike Jedidiah, with a gentle smile on his face that he couldn't hide.

"That's right, it's a very suitable name for you."

"Hee hee!" Yedidia, whose new name was recognized, chuckled and drank the milk tea in one gulp, and then the curious baby leaned in front of Maris Billy.

"Speaking of which, Maris, you often smile recently, is it because the construction of Chaldea is going very smoothly?"

"Thanks to you, it went smoothly." There was an indescribable ease in Maris Billy's voice.

"The issue of funds and personnel has been strongly supported by the Einzbern family. It is not an exaggeration to say that Chaldea is the second family of Einzbern."

No one in authority would allow a faction whose sphere of influence exceeds his own in the organization he controls, but Maris Billy is an extremely rare exception.

His lifelong wish is to establish the "Human Security Organization Chaldea", and he doesn't mind whether he has absolute authority in it. "When you hear the truth, you can die at night" refers to the existence of Maris Billy.

In addition, his purpose of establishing Chaldea was only to ensure the correct continuation of human principles and to fulfill the long-cherished wish of the Animsfia clan.

Therefore, the institution of Chaldea itself does not have much value, which is within the common sense of mankind. In turn, the controller needs to spend an astronomical amount of money to 'break' one problem after another that may arise.

In other words, becoming the controller of Chaldea is a thankless job in a sense. Maris should not have a few more people than Liba to compete with (strike out)... By.

And in the final analysis, the money and the people are all paid by Einzbern, so whoever prostitutes Marisbury of Chaldea for nothing has the right to be picky.

"The most difficult as expected, but undoubtedly the core technology of the 'Command Spell' and 'Servant Summoning' systems have been donated by Matou Ong."

"The remaining questions are supported by my Animsfia clan's thousand-year accumulation, and your existence provides me with an unimaginably important guarantee."

Saying so, Maris Billy put his hand on his chest with a sigh.

"How can I not be delighted, my friend, to see the steady progress of all that I have hoped for?"

"Congratulations, Maris, for being able to realize your wish." Jedidia showed a gentle smile, but there was envy in his tone.

"Isn't Mr. Romani also fulfilling his wish?" Maris Billy didn't think too much, he just felt that the person in front of him was just regretting that he hadn't completely become an ordinary person.

But the astronomical monarch didn't notice that when he mentioned the wish of the other party, the existence that had become Romani Aqiman suddenly flashed a trace of hesitation and worry in his eyes.

'What does the future that clairvoyance finally see represent? '

Children's Day Special "I" and the story of "I", a battle between the elders and the younger

In summer, in Chaldea's entertainment room.

With a smile on her face, Joan of Arc walked up to little Joan of Arc mysteriously, and stretched out her hands behind her back.

"Happy Children's Day!"

"Ugh?!"

Little Joan blinked, and looked at the gift box in front of her in surprise.

"Give me a... gift? How can this be! A gift for Santa Claus or something, it doesn't make sense!"

The little girl with her hands on her hips stared angrily at herself in front of her. She remembered that she had mentioned it many times, but this white adult couldn't always remember.

"It's true that you can't give gifts to Santa Claus at Christmas..." Joan looked at the little Joan who looked at the gift box from time to time with a funny look. "But now it's Children's Day for children. As a child, 'I' can't refuse a gift from an adult."

"Children's Day..." Little Joan's eyes lit up instantly, and her little hands trembled as she wanted to reach out.

"No, no!" Just as she was about to take the gift, Little Joan shook her head fiercely, and quickly took her hand back. "Not even on Children's Day, if it's a habit of receiving gifts..."

"It contains the Seleus doll that Leonardo Da Vinci sewed by himself..." Looking at the little Joan who was staring at the gift box eagerly, but kept walking away from her, the smile on Joan's face was almost To overflow. "It's still a limited edition Rider image."

"Shh!"

"Since it's Children's Day, if I, the most mature among the children, don't accept gifts, other... other children probably won't either."

"So...so, I'll make an exception and accept this Children's Day gift."

Looking at the little Joan of Arc with a flushed face, guiltily looking away, and holding the gift box tightly with her two little hands, Joan resisted the urge to hug her face and tried her best to keep her voice calm.

"By the way, my sister also plans to give you a gift, which she sewed by herself, but for some reason she dare not send it herself."

"Really? When I grow up, will my awkward, shattered personality also sew dolls with my own hands?"

"Not only can, but the craftsmanship is not inferior to that of Da Vinci in the eyes of a layman like me..."

"Hmm~~~~"

Staring dumbfounded at the big and small children leaving the entertainment room happily, Young Jill, Medea (Lily), Artoria (Lily), and Elizabeth (Lancer) all turned their eyes to the side and secretly wanted to leave adult group.

"We also want gifts for Children's Day!!!" All in unison.

"I knew..." Camilla held her forehead helplessly.

"Just now when I saw Joan coming with a gift box, I knew things would turn out like this. And..."

Having said that, Camilla glanced at the gun Yili who was staring at her upright, and continued to mutter angrily. "Although the body and mind are the appearance of a child, they are all the same person. Why do you want us to give you gifts?"

"Actually, think about it carefully..." Medea in a black robe suddenly leaned close to Camilla's ear. "If you give them a gift, it's equivalent to establishing a senior relationship, and you may get their respectful gaze..."

"That's good!" Camilla declared with a big hand, full of momentum. "Look forward to it, cute little ones, we will definitely prepare the presents!"