The Daily Life of a Hogwarts Terrorist

Meanwhile, Mr. Seamus, who was quietly watching from the side, smiled and thought, "Didn't Kurois want to play the bidding game? Didn't he want to use the 'two peaches kill three warriors' strategy?"

Haha, didn't the Japanese Ministry of Industry call for supply-side reform a while ago?

Perfect timing! Now that we've all teamed up, we'll help you monopolize the supply chain. See? This is responding to your call!

As for why Shinji and the others cooperated with Mr. Simo so much, it was definitely not because Mr. Simo told them that each person would get 10% of the money they extorted, and even if it was only 100 million in the end, Emiya and the others could still get 10 million (which is much higher than the amount they would get if they went to Chrome on their own).

Okay, everyone, please note that there are fewer than ten people present at the amalgam site. If each person is assigned a layer, then what is the remaining money?

Well, Mr. Simo, as the organizer of this financial fundraising event, it's not inappropriate for him to take a little more of the funds raised, is it?

As for how to deal with Gao Cheng, this troublesome girl... ...

A permanent solution?

As long as you tie ten kilograms of explosives to it, there won't be any problems once you pull the string.

But it seems that won't work~ Putting aside whether Shirou Emiya, that righteous idiot, will directly turn against us, Chidori seems to value this girl, Takashiro, quite a bit. Although she's just a passerby to Mr. Seimei, it wouldn't be good to hurt Chidori's feelings because of this.

Therefore, the option of killing to silence witnesses is rejected.

Since death is not an option, let's lower our standards and restrict personal freedom instead.

After school, in the grove, a handkerchief drips with ether; the evening breeze rustles the willows, the grass stretches to the horizon.

Oh dear, why does Mr. Seamus think this scenery is so beautiful!

Perhaps we could try tying up Miss Chidori too, so she and Takagi-chan could keep each other company. That way, we could lock them up for ten or eight years, until the kids are old enough to run errands, and they wouldn't have any other ideas. Our followers in the Persian region are very experienced in this kind of thing!

Damn, wait a minute! Isn't this just an escape room game?!

Realizing something was amiss, Mr. Seamus quickly shook his head. Although he was a terrorist, he was also a terrorist with morals. How could he do such a thing? At the very least, he should have a romance and try out a pure love story first!

Hey! You over there, Pig Taro, your expression is way too obvious! If you want to play around, go home and play with your sister! Don't pollute the pure environment of Class F!

What? You want to be played?

Get lost! Grandpa Ximo doesn't know you!

Therefore, the locked-room confinement option is also out!

Mr. Simmos was a little discouraged after coming up with two failed solutions, but spurred on by the 56 billion Britannian dollars (the price that the siscon had just negotiated), he started his little engine again.

Previously, Mr. Simon had been thinking about how to "put people first" and solve the problem at its root, but it seems that he has gone into some strange misconceptions. So let's take a step back and deal with the matter at hand!

So Mr. Seamus thought: Why not have Clovis issue an administrative order to the school? This way, the excuse for Takashiro Girl to take to the streets could be eliminated. Although it's just a temporary measure, and there might be other conflicts in the future, Takashiro Girl might bring it up again.

But that's exactly the effect Mr. Seamus wanted! A one-time solution is just a transaction; a long-term solution is what makes a real business! It's like why the District 11's Environmental Protection Department is so keen on using fines to address environmental problems. Controlling environmental pollution requires funding! And controlling "democracy and unruly citizens" requires long-term, stable foreign funding!

How could the amalgam economic development group, headed by Mr. Seymour, not value long-term interests?

But in the end, Mr. Seymour chose to pass.

It's not that doing so would be making a mountain out of a molehill. The key issue is, if Kulovis directly gives the order, who gets the credit? The freakish governor?

What's the point if Chidori can't see the role Mr. Seimei played in all these events?

Mr. Seamus rarely shows kindness and wants to save a wayward girl who has been blinded by greed and entered politics. How can he do good deeds anonymously?

Wearing fine clothes in the dark? Absolutely not, absolutely not.

It seems I'll have to resort to eloquence... Why do I always have to use my words when I make a living through halal food?

Mr. Seamus expressed his frustration with things that could only be resolved with his tongue, although being a bit nimble-tongued wasn't always a bad thing.

Um, Mr. Seamus was referring to the importance of the tongue when debating philosophy with others. Please don't get the wrong idea. Do you understand philosophy?

"My dear flowers of the motherland, do you know that the key to sacrifice is never to lightly speak of sacrifice until the time comes?"

Half an hour later, Gao Cheng sat down angrily. She had never seen such an infuriating jerk, with so many twisted logics!

What does "to repel external aggression, one must first pacify internal strife" mean?

Yes, that's right. If we can't unite all forces that can be united, there's no way we can contend with Brittany. We understand that. But should we do nothing until everyone is united? Should we just stand by and watch those Brittany devils oppress our compatriots?

Having anticipated this, Mr. Simo directly refuted Saya Takagi's radical left-wing erroneous line with the argument of "keeping a low profile".

Comrade Ximo pointed out to the ambitious students of Class 1-F: Japan's national liberation forces are still very weak. The cultural foundation of admiring the strong and passively accepting adversity has resulted in an inherent deficiency in Japan's national strength; while possessing advanced revolutionary qualities, it also exhibits backward and reactionary compromising tendencies.

If it is not carefully nurtured and exposed to Brittany's attention too early, it will stifle the conditions for its growth and ultimately lead to the failure of the Japanese liberation movement. It's like starting an engine without lubricating oil; how long can the pistons and cylinders last?

At that time, you, Saya Takagi, will be a traitor to the nation! You will be nailed to the pillar of historical shame along with Ohashi, Okita, Yoshikawa, and Kurai, who were all sycophants to foreigners!

Although she didn't know who Ohashi, Okita, Yoshikawa, and Kurai were, seeing the constant smirking of the boys around her, Takagi Saya inexplicably wanted to punch Shimo's seemingly righteous face!

Mr. Simo, who was enjoying the murderous glare from the girl in Takashiro, said he wasn't under much pressure. Although the girl in Takashiro was armed, the skilled and daring Mr. Simo wasn't intimidated at all. He wouldn't even be afraid if the girl in Takashiro dribbled a ball into someone!

Of course, if that were the case, Mr. Seamus would dodge with his nimble movements, because... didn't he see Miss Chidori watching him with delight? (To be continued.)

84. Food, testing, Severent!

Mr. Seamus, the notorious villain of Area 11, and the top henchman of Amalgam, is currently somewhat arrogant. It needs to be specifically noted that although he just successfully suppressed the conspiracy and rebellion led by the girl from Takashiro, and once again saved the modernization of Area 11's colonial harmonious society, even though his main job is as a terrorist, these are not the main reasons for his excitement and exhilaration.

The reason he was so unsettled was the stunning look in Ms. Chidori's eyes, which revealed her fair skin and youthful vitality.

A single glance back, a smile that could launch a thousand ships? The beauties of the six palaces pale in comparison?

Mr. Simon now feels very poetic, very sentimental.

This strange feeling gave him the illusion that he could fly to the heavens... Oh, sorry, he already could fly...

However, this still cannot hide the fact that... if they don't come up with a solution for lunch soon, Class 1F might actually be able to hold Ramadan rites next month.

"Everyone, do you have any good ideas?" Chidori asked the class anxiously from the podium, but most of them just shook their heads.

Sitting with her arms crossed, Takagi Saya pouted defiantly, "Why didn't you just do it the way I suggested..."

Simo stood with his back to everyone, staring at the blackboard, which was almost completely filled with writing, but...

It's not that the students in Class 1F were stupid or incapable of thinking of solutions; in fact, in a regular university, the methods they devised would have been enough to cover their food expenses for a semester. But the Bretons at the university weren't going to let them get away with it.

Take ordering takeout as an example. What if the student affairs office and logistics department shamelessly prohibit students from ordering takeout on the grounds of campus safety and food safety?

The reason Mr. Seamus disagreed with the plans devised by Class 1-F, whether long-term or short-term, was that if he were in the position of the Britannian authorities, he could come up with countless ways to prevent their implementation.

Even Takagi Saya's plan won't work!

A march or demonstration? Sacrificing yourself to create buzz? This girl from Takagi City clearly hasn't read the "11 Districts Assembly, Parade, and Demonstration Law." No army is even needed; before you even step onto the street, you'll be driven away by the police on the grounds that any march without approval from the district or county-level police authorities is illegal.

As for whether the media will report it? Don't forget about the "Press Control Law"—Brittanians are known for their censorship!

Most importantly, Simon simply couldn't accept being constantly provoked by the Brittanyans and having to passively defend himself.

For Mr. Seamus, the best approach is to actively create conflict and get the Brittany people to willingly join in, to the point that they can't even stay out of it!

The Britannians are to willingly offer up their food for Mr. Seamus to rob. And they can only retaliate in the way Mr. Seamus provides, only to be robbed clean again by him—in a way that's as addictive as a drug, leaving the Britannians unable to resist!

"Looks like we're going to have to go big!" Mr. Seamus muttered to himself. Having made up his mind, he turned around and stared at Kosaka, the siscon, asking, "Hey! Kyosuke! How's your game development going?"

"What game?" Kyosuke Kosaka looked at Simo blankly. This time, he wasn't pretending to be stupid; he was genuinely clueless. When did he stop being able to idly develop games? I'm not some chuunibyou gamer like Keima Katsuragi.

A smile played on Seamus's lips: "Of course, it's the Lambda Drive System!"

"Hey! You halal idiot, do you know what you're saying?" With a thud, Kousaka Kyosuke knocked over the table and chairs and stood up.

This startled everyone around, who were completely baffled as to why the senior student would react so violently. Was there anything special about that game with its "something-something-system" feature?

However, not everyone was like a curious child; that group of people shared a common identity—mercury alloy.

Lambda Drive System? Isn't that just a λ-driver? A materialized weapon of amalgam.

Noticing the curious stares from those around him, Kousaka, a die-hard siscon, quickly connected with Mr. Seymour using telepathy.

"Of course it's the holographic game that you and your friends secretly developed last summer!" Simo explained loudly to Kosaka, or rather, to the whole class (actually misleading those who didn't know the truth), while simultaneously having a secret conversation with Kosaka:

Kyosuke Kosaka asked himself angrily in his mind:

Mr. Seamus calmly replied:

Kyosuke Kosaka looked at Simo with a pained expression, completely baffled as to why this lunatic was suddenly saying all this.

But Simo's next words made his heart race.

After Mr. Simo explained in detail, Kyosuke Kosaka finally understood. It turned out that Mr. Simo really did want to make a game!

Using amalgam brainwave synchronization reading technology and a λ-driver system, a game was designed that allows participants to summon Servants to fight for them within a certain area!

The game is played as a competition between classes, with a day's worth of food as the stake! The class that defeats the enemy's Servants within the time limit wins!

"So what's so special about this Servant?" a clear female voice asked, as Ashford's student council president, Mireille, stared at Seamus.

Just now, having convinced Kosaka and Seamus from Class 1-F to bring his proposal to the student council office, Mr. Seamus felt an inexplicable and strange feeling the moment he saw the blonde beauty before him. (To be continued.)

85. Return to the "Demon King" Headquarters

"Because it is in the experimental stage, the Servant's appearance will initially be the summoner's own image, or rather, a clone that is only about 80 centimeters tall. The Servant's weapons and clothing can vary from person to person..."

A Servant's combat strength is determined by the strength of the user's exam scores in each subject! That is, if someone scores 100 in math, their combat strength is 100 points; if they score 50 in chemistry, their combat strength is only 50 points. And each person has a comprehensive total score...

A teacher must be present during battle. The Servant's combat strength is displayed based on the exam score for the course taught by the teacher present.

In battle, each attack and defense consumes points, so even the best students can easily be defeated when their points are low. Therefore, it's advisable to take exams in your classroom when necessary to replenish your fighting strength with points earned from correct answers.

A Servant isn't considered not defeated unless they're stabbed to death. Therefore, if something else enters the battle, there's a possibility of someone not dying. Thus, battles aren't always one-on-one; they can be multiple against one or multiple against multiple. Furthermore, tactically, one can choose between direct confrontation or a sneak attack.

However, if a Servant dies, the summoner must attend remedial classes. In class battles, both class representatives of the opposing team must be defeated for a team to achieve a complete victory! Therefore, the war basically continues until the enemy class representatives are defeated, although a temporary truce is possible if either class wishes. Once a winner is determined, the losing team must provide the winning class with free lunches for a week and cannot initiate a summoning war for a month!

There are other specific related rules, which I have compiled; please take a look.

After finishing his introduction, Mr. Simo casually placed a sheet of A4 paper in front of President Mirei. Looking at the neat handwriting, Mirei was initially taken aback, then glanced at Kaname Chidori beside Simo. The latter initially lowered his head slightly, but then realized there was nothing to be ashamed of regarding something as trivial as having someone else write for him, so he raised his head and glared back.

Mirei smiled dismissively at Chidori's performance, then lowered her head to carefully examine the plan for Class 1-F.

At that moment, Chidori quietly tugged at Simo's sleeve and whispered in his ear, "Is it really enough to just get the student council president's approval?"

This involves a series of major issues such as school renovation and educational planning. Can a mere student council president really make such an important decision?

Although I had heard that Brittany schools value student autonomy and that student councils have a lot of power, I wondered if they could really interfere with the school's operations.

Simo smirked and whispered to Chidori, "President Millie's surname is Ashford."

Ashford? Isn't that the name of the school?

Okay... This damn nepotism!