A dimensional journey starting from the Dragon Clan

The vial appeared from the suddenly distorted air and fell directly into the hands of the heroic spirit. It has gorgeous decoration, but its material cannot be seen. I don't know if it's ceramic or glass, but I can only see that the surface is translucent, with some kind of liquid sloshing inside.

"Since it's child's play, let's play with them in a child's play manner. There is no need for me to take it seriously. Before an enemy worthy of being taken seriously appears, I will temporarily change my appearance." Wang said softly, opening the bottle build.

From what he said, this seemed to be the ultimate treasure for changing one's appearance.

Just when the king was about to drink all the liquid in the bottle in his hand, the earth suddenly made a sound.

It's more like some kind of fate than a coincidence.

Everyone present, including Wang, looked up at the sky in unison.

The earth-shaking roar came from afar.

However, the sound was far more beautiful than the roar, as if something divine like a giant angel or the earth itself was singing a lullaby.

At the same time, everyone also heard clearly that the sound came from the very distant forest located to the west of Snowfield.

Hearing the sound that ignored the laws of physics, Tini was inexplicably convinced of one thing: the sound seemed to indicate that something was born, and that born thing was probably an invincible heroic spirit.

Wang stopped drinking the potion, and for the first time, his face, which seemed to be extremely contemptuous of everything in the world, showed other strong emotions. Assuming that someone present was an old acquaintance of his, they would probably be surprised and think to themselves, "It's rare to see him show such an expression."

Although this "King of Kings" has an easily excited temper and is far from calm, no one may have seen such an expression on his face.

"This voice...could it be..." Wang was indeed very excited. At this moment, what appeared in his eyes was not only surprise, anxiety, and confusion, but even for some reason, he was moved.

"……is it you?"

Hearing Wang's low murmur beside her, Tini glanced at him doubtfully.

At that moment, she actually saw a look of wavering on the face of this king who was supposed to be the only one.

But this wavering was short-lived.

Soon, the arrogance and majesty belonging to the king once again appeared on the king's face.

He stopped talking and just let out a high-pitched, passionate and excited laugh that resounded through the sky.

After laughing for a while, the king grinned and said: "Hahahaha - such a thing can happen! Such a chance meeting should be praised as proof of my kingship!"

Tini was surprised to find that the king's face was full of joy and vitality at this moment, completely different from the boring look just now.

"You bastard little girl! Rejoice and be joyful! It seems that this battle is worthy of my king taking it seriously!" The golden king expressed his feelings directly and said words that did not suit his style. "It would be fun to continue the duel in the square. However, if that guy appears as a berserker, or no, forget it, these things shouldn't be heard by the bastard."

As if unable to suppress his emotions and talking to himself, Wang looked very happy. He smiled and looked at the source of the roar, and said to Tini who was kneeling beside him: "Raise your head, Tini."

Although Tini was surprised when her name was called, she still obediently raised her head and looked at the king in front of her. Then, the vial that was in Wang's hand just now was thrown into Tini's hand.

"This is the secret medicine for rejuvenation. At your age, you probably won't need it, but I don't need it now. Just accept it with gratitude."

Yes, this king originally thought this was a boring Holy Grail War, so he planned to use this secret medicine to rejuvenate his youth and participate in this game as a young man. After all, if he joins the battle in full glory, this game will It would seem extremely boring.

"Eh? Ah... yes!" Tini's eyes widened, but she still accepted it gratefully.

The golden king glanced at her slightly and said in a majestic voice: "If you are willing to be my subject, then I will order you to do something."

As he spoke, he looked away.

Although the king no longer looked at Tini, Tini did not dare to act rude at all and still listened respectfully, because this would be the first piece of royal advice given to her by the ancient king in front of her.

"A young child should look like a young child. Before he understands the truth of all things, his eyes only need to shine with the power of this King."

Although this sentence is sarcastic, it is full of power.

Tini was slightly startled when she heard this.

She suspected that the king in front of her was not as tyrannical as the rumors, and that he might be a rare benevolent king. After all, how could a tyrant care about the growth of a young child?

The translation of Wang's words just now is probably, 'Children should behave like children. There is no need to be brave, just be carefree and follow the footsteps of this king.'

Yes, she had already given up her feelings for the future of her clan.

But her heart at this moment was slightly shaken by the king's words.

Unfortunately, perhaps because her relationship has been closed for a long time, Tini is still unable to let her eyes show the look that the king wants just because of a word. She only lowered her head apologetically and replied: "I will try my best. "

In this way, a group of servants and master are about to join the war.

They are the hero king Gilgamesh and the girl whose land was taken away from her.

They knew that this was a false Holy Grail War, but they still risked everything for their own sake.

From this moment on, the king and the maiden rule the world. Everything is just to rewrite the false war into the reality called "self".

The king's war has begun.

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Somewhere in London, England.

clock tower.

When most people hear this word, their first reaction is mostly to sightseeing spots in London. Among magicians, however, the word has a completely different meaning. It is not only the headquarters of the association that manages many magicians, but also the highest school for training young magicians.

In short, the Clock Tower can be called the magician's headquarters, and its history is no less than that of the country itself. Many outstanding magicians have been cultivated here, and these magicians have created new history and gradually improved the style of the entire magic world.

In the "highest institution of learning" that the Clock Tower is proud of, a slang that is incompatible with the solemn school building suddenly exploded.

Immediately afterwards——

"You are so good. I have only one word to describe you: idiot!"

The first person to curse was a man in his thirties with long hair shawl. He was wearing a red coat and a yellow scarf hanging around his neck. He had an extremely unhappy look on his face and seemed to be teaching the young man in front of him a lesson.

In contrast, the young man showed a desperate expression. He made this irrational response: "No! You can use at least two words to describe me!"

"Then it's just a fool and an idiot, nothing else." The man added another word, but it was all derogatory terms.

If there are people next to you, you may be confused: Does the key to the problem lie in one word or two words?

Although the man was already very unhappy, the young man still persisted: "But Professor, I really want to participate! I want to participate in the Holy Grail War that will be held in the United States no matter what!"

"You bastard, how dare you say that word openly in the corridor. It's not unfair to call you an idiot! I've had enough... Where did you learn about this? Although it is not important. It's a secret, but it's not something a young boy like you should know!" The man, whom the young man called "Professor", checked to see if anyone was around and pushed away the heads that kept coming close to him in disgust.

This man is a professor at the highest school for magicians, and is known as "Lord El-Melloi II." This does not seem to be his real name, but everyone who knows him calls him by it with great respect.

Even at a young age, he is already recognized as the best teacher in the Clock Tower. The students he taught became outstanding magicians after graduation, and went on to show their talents around the world and achieved countless feats.

Therefore, he is also highly respected by other magicians, and has been dubbed "Charming Professor", "Master V", "Big Ben☆London Star", "Magic Revealer" and many other titles.

However, the man himself did not have any decent achievements, but his disciples became the focus of the public one after another. This is probably why he always seems so agitated.

Sometimes even he couldn't help but joke that he might write a novel called "About me, a good-for-nothing, but all my students are monsters".

The source of his irritation now was the student in front of him, the young man standing in front of him.

When El-Melloi II asked where he learned about the "Holy Grail War", the young man replied calmly: "Didn't the professor have a meeting with the association's cadres in the underground auditorium yesterday? That person named Langar is A famous puppet master, right? This is my first time seeing him in person!"

After hearing the young man's words, El-Melloi II's already clouded face seemed to be covered with another layer of frost. He tried his best to stay calm, stretched out his iron claws, and grabbed the student's face: "Why - why - you know the content of yesterday's meeting?"

"I was just a little curious, so I eavesdropped..." the young man replied sheepishly.

"That was a top-secret report meeting! Do you know how many layers of barriers are set up in the auditorium?" El-Melloi II was speechless after hearing this.

Yes, the young man in front of me is such a monster.

Even he himself, faced with so many layers of barriers, would not be able to say "just eavesdropping" so lightly as this guy did, as if it seemed to be a very simple matter.

Faced with El-Melloi II's question, the young man looked away guiltily and continued to answer with an embarrassed smile: "I know that I also understand that what I did was wrong, but I really care."

I saw the young man in front of me trying to get through with a smile. El-Melloi II clenched his fists and suppressed his irritability: "So you tried to blacken the enchantment in the entire room and succeeded?"

"Hey~" The young man stuck out his tongue and tried to get through.

"..." El-Melloi II suddenly fell silent.

This young man is not the only one who uses the term cyber hacker in the topic of magic. Similar words are also heard from young students from time to time. In fact, his behavior had nothing to do with hacking or cracking. The word "black" means "passing through the barrier and observing the meeting without anyone noticing."

Flat Escaldes. He is a student of Lord El-Melloi II and the one who has spent the longest time in El-Melloi's classroom.

He has studied with El-Melloi II since he was a boy, but over the years, he has never been able to graduate from the Clock Tower.

If I had to use one word to describe him, it would probably be the word that the monarch cursed angrily.

If we were to use a slightly richer sentence to describe him, the most appropriate one would be "Although he possesses unfathomable magic skills and talents, he has lost an important part of being a magician somewhere."

He was born in the Escardes family of magicians in the Mediterranean. He is the eldest son of the family. In the past, he was highly anticipated for his outstanding magic circuits and ability to control magic circuits. Unfortunately, aside from magic, he also has a half-assed personality that doesn't make him a magician.

This prodigy who attracted much attention was originally a student of other professors. But countless teachers were tortured by him until they had stomachaches. In the end, they said "I can only leave it to you" and entrusted him to El-Melloi II.

In the following years, he showed his talent in magic and continued to leave other students behind. This is an achievement that has not been achieved by other teachers, and it has also made Master V famous.

However, he also had too many other problems that kept him from graduating from the Clock Tower.

In fact, it didn't matter if he was just let out, but El-Melloi II responsibly brought him to the present on the grounds that "we can't just let him graduate halfway." But this time, El-Melloi II began to regret his original choice.

"Brilliant idiots are so troublesome..."

After being furious, Master V's tone turned out to be as calm as an enlightened monk. But he still kept a straight face, patted the student's shoulder vigorously, and said, "I can pretend that I didn't hear what you just said, so please stop disturbing my peaceful life."

"I won't cause you any trouble. It's just...don't you need a prop to summon a hero? I don't know how to get that prop! If I go there with Napoleon's portrait, can I summon Napoleon? The emperor should be the most powerful Be strong!"

"If I were the heroic spirit Napoleon, I would shoot you before signing the contract!" Although El-Melloi II wanted to flee the scene directly, he was worried about whether the students wanted to do something in the Holy Grail War. So he asked again with some seriousness: "Frat, let me ask you, why do you want the Holy Grail? In my opinion, you don't look like a magician who will pursue the roots of magic. Could it be that you want to Are you graduating from here, or are you trying to surprise me who has been reluctant to let you graduate?"