The Nuclear Sword Fairy from a certain cartoon

"Eighty percent of the spoils of war will belong to us, I believe you have no objection, right?"

Lorelaia was able to say this because she was absolutely confident in herself. After all, Barthelmero has been sitting high in the clouds for so many years, and no one has been able to match him.

"We are willing to give up the spoils of war. We only hope to share the knowledge of the Age of Gods with us."

"Absolutely impossible!" Lorelai refused firmly.

Compared to trophies, the knowledge of the Age of Gods is undoubtedly more valuable.

While others were weighing their interests, a voice that did not belong to any monarch suddenly sounded in the room.

"At this time, we are still weighing the pros and cons. Why are today's juniors so fond of being smart?"

"Who is speaking!?"

The monarchs stood up in surprise, and then discovered that a white-haired old man had been sitting on one of the vacant seats at some point.

"I haven't been back for a long time. Has this "Clock Tower" developed into this..."

……

With the Einzbern maid helping with the formalities, it was exactly nine o'clock in the morning when Shirou took Saber out of the airport lobby.

With the faint sunlight shining on his face, Shirou narrowed his eyes slightly and walked with the blond girl beside him on the street made of tiles and stones.

----London.

The British capital, known as the Fog City by the world, now welcomes rulers from the distant past.

"How does it feel to return to your homeland?

Saber? Shirou asked.

"..."

The girl did not answer immediately, but looked at everything with a somewhat strange and curious look.

Saber didn't put on makeup at all, she just kept herself clean, but even so, she still had a delicate beauty that she could smell.

What Shirou knew was that the moment the girl pulled out the sword in the stone, her appearance had stopped at the age of 15.

Therefore, although her limbs now look like buds that are still far away from blooming, they are still brewing with a certain fragrance of blooming flowers.

Picture: "Flower", Location: "Images/1673751058-100352746-109825991.jpg"

Ah, this is so deadly.

Shirou looked a little dumbfounded.

At this time, Saber suddenly stopped as if she had some realization.

"What's the matter, Saber?"

Shirou looked at her, thinking that the girl must have realized that this era was completely different from his own Kingdom of Britain, so he wanted to express his feelings.

However, this is not the case.

The girl stood there with some trepidation, and at this moment, Shirou noticed that the tips of her ears had turned red at some point.

"that……"

Shirou raised his eyebrows slightly, ready to listen to King Arthur's evaluation of his future kingdom.

"I'm hungry."

"……what?"

Shirou was stunned when he looked at the girl who lowered her head slightly and whispered to him.

I almost forgot that Saber is not a heroic spirit that has lost its body, but came to this world as a physical entity.

Therefore, it makes sense that she would be hungry since she was unable to transform into a spirit.

While Shirou was stunned, Saber frowned slightly, a little unhappy with the slowness of her new Master.

"Hunger is the enemy, let's go eat, Shirou."

Seeing the girl staring at him with an extremely serious expression, Shirou couldn't help but laugh.

"Okay okay, what do you want to eat?"

"As long as it's something you can eat, you can eat anything."

Taking Saber, who was starting to feel bad due to hunger, Shirou found a Western restaurant that looked pretty good on the commercial street next to the airport.

After sitting down, the waiter brought the menu and Shirou handed it to Saber.

"Whatever, we have quite a lot of funds."

"Well...then just order a little more..."

Saying this, Saber took the menu and started ordering with slightly bright eyes.

"This, this, and this..."

It seems that just because of ordering food, Saber's mood has improved a lot, and the stupid hair on the top of her head that symbolizes the "king" is also slightly swaying lively.

"..."

Shirou and the waitress next to him, who was holding a small notebook to take notes, all listened with shame.

Chapter 66 Saber wants to see her own grave

Noticing the increasingly strange looks from Shirou and the waitress next to her, Saber suddenly realized something, and the hand holding the menu couldn't help but tremble slightly.

"Ahem, that's pretty much it."

Saber pretended to be calm and returned the menu to the waitress.

"OK, just a second."

Although she felt a little confused, the waitress still showed her professionalism, took the menu with a smile and quickly went to the kitchen.

Shirou was suddenly curious: "Saber, although you are a physical entity, if you have magic power to supply you, you won't feel hungry easily, right?"

"Well... that's true, but last night's battle seems to have consumed a bit too much. Although Shirou, your magic power is indeed sufficient, but if you can eat, it can become a source of vitality. If you are full, you will also have luck. It will be EX!”

Saber said with a serious expression.

"is that so……?"

Shirou stared at the girl's face suspiciously, but she smiled flawlessly as if she was waiting for food, and the dull hair on her head swayed slightly as if to confirm her happy mood.

Picture: "It's good to have food to eat", location: "Images/1673751098-100352746-109826082.jpg"

Shirou didn't remember this setting, but he didn't care.

With this powerful girl as his assistant, what kind of bicycle would he need?

Even though he thought so, Shirou was still shocked by Saber's eating speed after all the dishes were served.

It looked like she was eating very gracefully, but because her hand movements were too fast and she could barely feel the chewing, the food disappeared. It was really hard not to guess whether there was something strange in the girl's stomach. Dimension.

Inexplicably reminded of Kirby...

At this time Shirou

I couldn't help but feel lucky that Irisviel insisted on giving him 2000 million, otherwise Shirou really wouldn't have that much money.

As a Master, but he can't even feed his own Servants, it would be too embarrassing to spread the word.

Although Shirou can also cook by himself, the ingredients also cost money.

Anyway, after having a drink at the shopping street next to the airport, Shirou and Saber, who were full of wine and food, called a taxi and headed to the "Clock Tower".

After a short drive, there is a street called Sla.

Perhaps because of the intermittent wave of modernization, old and new buildings are unnaturally intertwined, giving people the impression of being "pieced together" and redundant zoning.

I don’t know how many years have passed in the houses here. The layers of creepers and overgrown weeds can be laughed off, but there are cracks everywhere in the red-brown brick walls and chimneys. Whenever the wind blows, There were crumbs falling down.

This usually neglected area is actually a neighborhood of magicians.

Walking through this block, you get closer and closer to the place that countless young magicians yearn for - the "Clock Tower".

The origin of the Magic Association is around the second century, but this street was built around the [-]th century.

The people who provided the land and funds to create this alley, and who have provided the running expenses up to now, are twelve famous magicians, known as monarch magicians.

They can be said to be the ones who manage the mysteries of the modern era and hide the mysteries of the present. They are also the rulers of the declining magic world.

By the way, there is the dean of the association's founder above them, but this dean has also been secluded inside the "Clock Tower" for many years and rarely shows up.

Speaking of the Magic Association, people have different impressions.

If you look at it from the perspective of free magicians who do not belong to the Magic Association, this is an authoritative group dedicated to internal struggles.

And if it comes to magi who are dedicated to research, this is an ideal city of knowledge that can achieve research and fame.

Therefore, even though the "Clock Tower" is not pure and contains a lot of darkness, there are still many older generation magicians who are immersed in research and use it as a shared facility.

In the Clock Tower, there are twelve departments.

Twelve Abyss governed by twelve monarchs.

It starts with the overall foundation that all magicians will learn at the beginning, including the common knowledge of magic as a whole, leylines and great origins, followed by individual foundations, séances, ores, animals, inheritance, plants, celestial bodies, creation, Twelve research directions: curses, archeology, and modern magic theory.

Although these are different in form and direction, they are all studies aimed at pursuing and studying the mysteries.

The driving taxi gradually slowed down with his thoughts, and Shirou got out of the car with Saber after paying the money.

"Huh...it's finally here."

Looking at the "Clock Tower" in front of him, Shirou stretched his arms.

"Is this the "Clock Tower"... Such a bright place seems different from what you described, Shirou. "

Saber also looked at the buildings ahead with some curiosity.

"Haha, bad people don't write it on their faces that they are bad people. There are always corners where the sun doesn't shine in places that appear bright and beautiful on the surface."

Shirou said as he stepped inside.

Saber followed closely behind him.

Coming to the "Clock Tower" this time, Shirou originally felt a little troubled.

Although with his strength and Saber's strength, he is indeed not afraid of the "Clock Tower"'s intimidation, it is impossible to easily make them hand over what they want.

But no matter what, now that we're here, there's nothing to hesitate about.

After passing through the huge square, Shirou led Saber into the tower.

Although they were not students or teachers of the "Clock Tower", because they were wearing formal attire and looked frank, no one felt that there was anything wrong at all.

After arriving inside, before Shirou even stepped onto the stairs to the upper level, a tall woman was already walking towards him.

Wearing white aristocratic clothes, with long brown hair tied into a ponytail, a beautiful and well-formed woman stopped in front of Shirou.

Her eyes were cold, looking at Shirou like an emotionless queen.

"Are you Orihara Shirou?"

"It's me, what's wrong with you?" Shirou nodded and admitted.

Looking at the woman's serious expression, Shirou originally thought that the other party might suddenly get into a fight, but things did not develop in such a direction.

No matter from which angle you looked at it, the woman who was full of aristocratic temperament immediately handed a sealed file bag to Shirou.

"this is for you."

Shirou reached out his hand to take it with some confusion, then opened the file bag and looked at it.

The "purpose" of his trip is resting in this inconspicuous file bag.

"Just give it to me like this?"

Shirou took his eyes away from the file bag and looked ahead.

By that time, the woman had turned and left, and all that could be seen was her slender back.

Things went much smoother than expected, and it wasn't until he left the "Clock Tower" that Shirou thought of the possible reasons.

"Jewel man..."

The other party has already helped him twice.

The first time was when fighting Gilgamesh, and the second time is now.