Type-Moon, isn't this really the other world?

The problem is that the Magic Association itself is not a united front.

The twelve monarchical families are divided into three camps: aristocracy, democracy, and neutrality. Moreover, there are some families within each camp that are at odds with each other.

While Morgan's strength was overwhelming, the Linglongguan family's influence was limited to the far east, a region extremely far from the mainstream magic world.

The interests of many lower- and middle-class magic families were not harmed.

However, as "monarchs," they could not stand idly by and watch the Reiryukan family rise to power, but rather rose to power with the help of Servants from ancient times.

If we really let her continue down this path...

Who knows what might be summoned in the future?

The reason why they are called the Twelve Monarch Lineages is that each monarch lineage has been passed down for nearly a thousand years, with the shortest lineage having been passed down for at least ten generations. The optimized bloodlines and inherited magic circuits of each generation give them a natural dominance over other magic families.

Since the mystery faded.

This has been the rule for thousands of years.

However, the Servants summoned from ancient times violated this rule.

They are powerful and do not care about bloodlines. The top-tier Heroic Spirits can even easily slaughter magicians of the Clock Tower, including those of the Color Rank and even the Grand Rank. Morgan is the famous British Witch.

She and her three fairy knights nearly slaughtered the entirety of modern Europe.

If another magic family were to hold a Holy Grail ritual and summon a Servant, even if they didn't summon someone like Morgan, just summoning a being with the strength of a fairy knight under Morgan's command would be enough to cause headaches.

But if the quantity is large...

The ruling system upon which their twelve monarchical families depended was about to collapse!

In the future, the decision of who is the leader will not be based on bloodline or inheritance, but on who summons the most powerful servants. Wouldn't those lackeys go wild then?

and so.

This absolutely cannot be started!

So.

Aside from Marisbury, the Animusfia family lord who maintains close ties with the Far East and is obsessed with his impossible "miracle" of Chaldea, he is also involved in the project.

And the El-Melloi faction, which was in chaos due to the death of its predecessor, El-Melloi, and has only stabilized now thanks to the arrival of El-Melloi II, has neither the inclination nor the ability to get involved in foreign affairs.

In addition to the three families, there is also the Reincarnation Department, whose heir Sora once participated in the Fourth Fuyuki War, and the Euryphal family.

The other nine monarchical families all harbored hostility toward the Linglongguan family.

Whether it was Morgan's attack on London, trampling on the dignity of their Clock Tower, or the Reiko family, which, with the help of the Heroic Spirits, had begun to extend their reach into Europe, no longer satisfied with the development within the island nation.

"It's time to get started."

Enolae turned her head and looked out the window at the smog-filled, gloomy London sky, muttering, "They need to know who's in charge in this world."

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Linglong Pavilion.

late at night.

Even though it is located in the heart of a bustling neon-lit city, Linglong Pavilion remains exceptionally quiet, like a rural village far removed from the city's hustle and bustle, peaceful and free from any urban noise.

In the corridor on the second floor.

The white-haired, red-eyed head maid of the Linglong Pavilion clan led the way with her hands placed in front of her and her red eyes looking straight ahead.

Behind them followed a petite girl who looked to be around ten years old, yet possessed a very imposing presence. Behind the girl was a tall, elegant woman in a black coat.

"arrive."

The white-haired head maid arrived at the door of Misaya's bedroom in the Reiko-kan, then stopped and turned to bow to the pair of elder and younger maids.

"You two, please come in."

The maids at the door opened it.

Olga Marie politely nodded to the head maid to express her gratitude, and then went into the room. But as soon as she entered the room and turned her gaze at the sound of food being eaten, Olga Marie froze.

"Miss?"

Trisha followed closely behind and came in.

Seeing Olga Marie frozen at the door, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. Although his young lady had a somewhat spoiled personality, she was quite capable when facing outsiders.

They will all behave very politely.

She had never seen her young mistress behave like this before, stopping at the door without going in or out.

However, when she looked in the direction Olga Marie was looking, Trisha couldn't help but feel a bit surprised, and suddenly understood her young lady's rudeness.

Reiryukan Misaya and Shuten-dōji.

These two women, one representing the public face of power in the island nation and the other the pinnacle of power in its underworld, were now kneeling humbly on the floor in front of the sofa.

But the person sitting on the sofa was a man.

—Lin Jiu'an.

On her way here, Trisha received a phone call from Maris Billy and learned about the man's identity and personality, but seeing this scene in person still shocked her greatly.

"What are you doing standing there like an idiot at the door?"

Lin Jiu'an rested his arms on the back of the sofa, sitting lazily, looking at Olga Marie and Trisha who were standing there in a daze at the door.

Shuten-dōji's expression remained unchanged.

Even Misaya of the Linglong Pavilion, a hint of shame flashed in her cold and beautiful eyes. Although she didn't care much about other people's opinions, her behavior still made her feel a little embarrassed.

"Cough cough."

Trisha suddenly snapped out of her daze.

She coughed lightly and touched Olga Marie almost imperceptibly.

Olga Marie immediately snapped out of her daze and quickly bowed.

"I'm so sorry, I was rude."

"It's alright, come in."

Olga Marie went inside immediately, but her slightly quickened pace revealed that she was indeed somewhat flustered.

Trisha paused slightly, her gaze falling on Lin Jiu'an, her throat bobbing slightly.

He subtly raised his hand and touched his coat.

There are some very good items hidden beneath it.

Although she appears cold and aloof and rarely smiles, she harbors strong desires that contrast sharply with her cool exterior, and therefore always carries certain items with her.

And as a true Briton.

Although she was tall and slender, she fit the standard of a blonde bombshell, unfathomable, but looking at this man, one had to admit it.

Her holy spear has been lost.

Olga Marie and Trisha's reactions were all observed by Lin Jiu'an. After her initial panic, the former deliberately avoided looking at him, only looking at his neck and above, trying to see his face.

Even when sitting in the chair that the maid had temporarily brought for him, he sat upright and dignified, which was somewhat endearing.

Trisha, on the other hand, with her cool and elegant demeanor, couldn't take her eyes off her.

"Just like in the novel."

Trisha seemed to sense Lin Jiu'an's gaze as well. She looked up and found him staring at her, and even licked her lips.

Trisha immediately looked away in a panic, her hands clasped in front of her tightened slightly, and she bit her lower lip to hide her anxiety.

"Mr. Lin."

Fortunately, Olga Marie spoke up at that moment.

Her voice was childish, yet it revealed the elegance and composure of an only daughter of a monarchical family, her young face filled with seriousness.

"I am here to bother you."

"Firstly, on behalf of my father, I would like to extend my sincerest greetings to you and welcome your return."

Olga Marie bowed slightly as she spoke.

His expression was humble and kind.

Completely unaffected by the extremely impolite sounds of Misaya and Shuten-dōji eating at the Reirō-kan, she displayed the elegance and composure of a nobleman.

"As for the second point."

"Let me explain this incident. Please believe me, our Animusfia family was absolutely not involved in this action against the Linglong Pavilion family."

Olga Marie spoke sincerely, and when it came to serious matters, she was no longer distracted by her embarrassment about Misaya of the Linglong Pavilion and Shuten-dōji. She met Lin Jiu'an's eyes.

Lin Jiu'an did not answer immediately.

What Olga Marie was referring to was that the Magic Association had started targeting the Reikokukan family these past few days, primarily not within the magic world but in the mainstream world.

Those high-ranking members of the Clock Tower used their family's influence in the watch world to undermine the Linglong Pavilion family's foreign trade and began to fabricate and dig up news to attack the Linglong Pavilion family.

This includes, but is not limited to, numerous multinational corporations and many foreign companies that had previously engaged in foreign trade negotiations with Linglongguan, political figures from various countries, and media outlets with considerable influence worldwide.

Starting from the day after I met Aozaki Touko.

In just two days, Linglongguan has lost no less than 100 billion yuan due to foreign trade, and its domestic influence has also been significantly affected.

And under Olga Marie's increasingly tense gaze.

Lin Jiu'an lowered his head and patted Linglongguan Meishaye's head. The other party understood and reluctantly got up and climbed onto the sofa, snuggling into Lin Jiu'an's arms.

Lin Jiu'an put his arm around her slender waist, gently touching the soft skin on her waist, before looking at Olga Marie again and smiling as he said, "Don't worry, I naturally trust Mr. Maris Billy."

Regardless of the other party's true intentions, and whether the destruction of humanity and the arrival of the Lostbelt were his fault, Maris Billy was a decent friend to him.

He helped the Tohsaka family, the Irisviel family, Sora's side, Ayaka Sajou, and even Misaya Reiko's side.

“If Mr. Lin needs any assistance from the Animusfia family in this matter, please don’t hesitate to let us know,” Trisha said with a slight bow.

"Is there anything I can help you with, it's just a small thing?"

Lin Jiu'an smiled nonchalantly.

Olga Marie was somewhat bewildered. She couldn't sense any anger from Lin Jiu'an at all; in fact, she had a strange feeling that he seemed to be in a good mood.

If things continue like this, the Linglong Pavilion's hundreds of years of accumulated wealth will be destroyed!

The older Trisha looked at Lin Jiu'an's harmless smile, but sensed something unusual, and felt a chill run down her spine.

"Excuse my boldness, Mr. Lin, how do you plan to deal with those people?"

Lin Jiu'an did not answer, but asked, "How did Morgan deal with them before?"

"Princess Morgan led her three knights directly to the headquarters of the Mage's Association and the Holy Church, killing many..."

Olga Marie spoke with a hint of admiration in her eyes.

When Morgan stormed the Clock Tower, she was very young, just old enough to remember things, and living deep in the mountains. She had only heard of Morgan's exploits.

But that didn't stop her from admiring the decisive woman who single-handedly forced the Magic Association to bow down, and afterwards she always took Morgan as her role model.

Unfortunately, the gap between talent and ability is too great.

However, as they talked, Olga Marie seemed to realize something, and her voice grew softer and softer. Trisha, who had her hands crossed in front of her, couldn't help but nervously grip the wrist of her other hand with one hand.

"You mean...?" Trisha's voice was a little dry.

"Morgan was good in every way, except that he was too kind."

kindness?

Trisha was at a loss for words.

When Morgan conquered Britain, she was young and witnessed firsthand what he did. She heard him lead three fairy knights to slaughter those troublesome magic families.

If it weren't for the intervention of some powerful figures, and the timely surrender of the remaining people when the situation turned bad, Morgan would have almost reduced the number of clock tower monarchs from twelve to eleven.

Is this what you call kindness?

"Alright, since you've come all this way, why don't you two rest here and take a good look around Tokyo these next couple of days?"

"Once I've resolved this matter, I'll invite the two of you to have a proper talk."

Olga Marie opened her mouth, as if she wanted to ask something else.