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Chapter 471 Plans and Invitations

The Clock Tower, a magician's sanctuary standing in the shadow of modern London, seems to be perpetually filled with an air of antiquity.

Kenneth El-Melloi Archibald walks through the ancient stone cloisters.

The gazes from those around him were complex and sharp, a mixture of hatred, longing, awe, and a hint of undisguised jealousy.

“Look, it’s that 'traitor'.”

"Keep your voice down! He is still the monarch of the Minerals Department!"

"A monarch who devotes his energy to the science of the clock world? He is a disgrace to the Clock Tower!"

The suppressed whispers reached Kenneth's ears along with the magical fluctuations, but he didn't even bother to raise an eyebrow.

He could clearly read the emotions behind every gaze, but he was too lazy to care.

Just then, a young lecturer, seemingly wanting to show off his "backbone" in front of his colleagues, mustered up the courage to stand in front of Kenneth. He held his head high and said in a pretentious manner:

“Lord Archibald, this is a hall for studying mysteries. Your ‘smell of money’ will pollute the air here.”

Kenneth stopped and glanced at him indifferently with his golden eyes.

Just a glance.

The lecturer felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, as if his magic circuits were being gripped by an invisible hand, making even the most basic flow of magic sluggish and difficult. His face turned deathly pale, cold sweat instantly soaked his back, and his legs went weak, almost causing him to kneel on the ground.

"Ignorance is not an obstacle to survival; arrogance is."

Kenneth's voice was calm and even, yet it carried an undeniable air of authority.

"Step aside."

The lecturer and the surrounding chatterers fell silent instantly, like ducks being choked, and involuntarily stepped aside to make way for him.

A group of pathetic fools.

Kenneth shook his head inwardly. Only after learning about the model of this world from the Queen of the Shadow Kingdom during the Holy Grail War did he see the direction of the future clearly.

Simply put, every planet in this universe is like an independent computer, each running a completely different operating system.

Valhalla, the Vortex of Roots, the Land of Shadows... these mysterious realms exist outside the computer, that is, within the Internet.

Human civilization, or rather the current dominant species on the planet, operates on the planet's "surface," like a desktop system and program covering the planet's hardware.

As for those fantastical and mysterious species that were eliminated by the times, they were banished to the other side of the recycling center, which is the inner side of the planet.

To ensure that this "computer" can continue to operate for a long time, the planet itself has evolved a firewall called "inhibition force"—"Alaya," which is composed of the collective unconscious of mankind, and "Gaia," which is composed of the planet's own will.

The laws of the world will be dynamically adjusted according to the collective cognition of the intelligent civilizations that occupy the "tabletop".

This is a form of self-optimization, aimed at ensuring the better continuation of both civilization and the planet itself.

For a planet to continue to exist, it must continuously expand the scope of its "operating system" and occupy a larger share of the universe's market.

Their method is to promote the development of civilization on the surface until they break out of the planet, go into the universe, and spread the laws of their home planet to more distant places.

This is why, after the white giant Sephalus of the Age of Gods defeated the gods with absolute power, the environment and laws of the entire planet irreversibly tilted towards the emerging race of "humans".

So-called magic is nothing but the echo of an old era; it will eventually disappear...

He ignored the dissenting gazes and walked straight to the monarch's office in the Minerals Department, pushing open the door and entering.

"Kenneth...teacher?!"

A slightly surprised and awkward voice rang out.

The young man, sitting behind his desk surrounded by a mountain of documents, suddenly stood up, his movement so forceful that it knocked over a stack of books next to him.

His still-youthful face was filled with excitement and disbelief.

"Long time no see, Weber. Looks like you've got the hang of things."

Kenneth smiled slightly and casually waved his hand, causing the scattered books to automatically fly back to the table and be neatly stacked.

Since the Holy Grail War in Fuyuki City a few years ago, he had handed over most of the affairs of the Clock Tower to his student.

As it turned out, although this young man lacked the aptitude of a magician, his abilities in handling affairs and conducting theoretical research far surpassed those of ordinary people.

The future "El-Melloi II" has already begun to show glimpses of his talent.

"I...I've gotten used to it..."

"What brings you here today...?"

Weber Velvet adjusted his glasses with a touch of emotion, his cheeks slightly flushed with excitement. After taking over and getting the job on track, this legendary teacher had devoted almost all his energy to the world of performance.

The theoretical foundation for controlled nuclear fusion was established, and a multinational corporation was formed to prepare for space development programs...

The company founded by the teacher has extended its reach to various cutting-edge fields such as bioengineering, new materials, and medicine.

The teacher and student had not seen each other for several years and could only communicate occasionally through letters.

"Orange sent a message."

Kenneth didn't beat around the bush; he went straight to the point.
"The magic circuit prepared for you has been cultivated and is ready for transplantation at any time."

"boom--!"

These words struck Weber like a thunderbolt.

He shuddered and instinctively took half a step back, his back hitting the bookshelf with a dull thud.

Magic circuit...transplantation?
His family has only lasted for three generations, and the quality and quantity of magic circuits are extremely limited.

This is his biggest worry as a magician, the root of his darkest and most inferior feelings.

Even though his teacher forcefully placed him in the position of monarch's representative, and even though he had an amazing talent for constructing and analyzing magic theories, countless people still pointed fingers at him behind his back.

He could read the most profound musical scores, but he was unable to sing them because he was tone-deaf.

He loved magic deeply, but magic didn't love him back.

He thought he had accepted this cruel reality, but when his teacher told him in a letter a few months ago that there was a way to implant more and higher-quality magic circuits into him later in life, his long-dormant heart began to beat wildly uncontrollably.

And now, that day has truly arrived.

"teacher……"

Weber's voice trembled uncontrollably, and his eyes instantly reddened. He bit his lip hard, trying not to lose his composure.

"Let's go to Japan sometime..."

Kenneth nodded and gave the instructions.

This technology stemmed from their collaboration after he solved the tricky problem of sealing designation for Aozaki Touko.

Because of their deal with Kiritsugu Emiya, they joined forces to completely wipe out the Einzbern family, who were entrenched in Germany, and while rescuing Illya, they also absorbed the technological achievements accumulated by that doll family over hundreds of years.

This technique for artificially cultivating magic circuits originated from this.

"But...but! Is it really okay to make this technology public?"

After a brief moment of distraction, Weber quickly forced himself to calm down, a deep worry appearing between his brows.

The quantity and quality of magic circuits form the cornerstone of the strict hierarchy that underpins the entire magic world.

The emergence of this technology is nothing short of a revolution that could overturn the entire world order!
The impact it brings cannot be summarized by a simple "sealing designation".

"It doesn't matter."

Kenneth shook his head, his tone flat.

"The puppeteer had no interest in releasing this 'rough, unfinished product' to the outside world."

Weber breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this.

He knew that, given Aozaki Touko's personality, she would indeed do that.

"I see... then you must have come here specifically for something else, teacher?"

He continued, trying to calm his turbulent emotions. "If it's just about informing someone of this, a letter or a phone call would suffice."

There's absolutely no need for a busy teacher to personally come to the Clock Tower.

After all, his current status as a teacher makes things somewhat awkward here.

"If you have time, come with me."

As Kenneth spoke, he took an exquisitely crafted invitation from his suit pocket and placed it on the table.

Weber's gaze fell on the invitation, and his pupils suddenly contracted.

The invitation was sealed with a dark red wax embossed with a planetary design surrounded by rings. That was the coat of arms of the Marisbury Animusfia family, one of the twelve monarchs of the Clock Tower and the monarch in charge of astrophysics…

(End of this chapter)