I'm Shenji, what are you doing?

Of course, the arrangement in the guest room is for two people to share a room. Of course it is for safety reasons. It goes without saying that Flat and Sven live together. It goes without saying that Lenise and Gray live in one room. Shinji and Weber live together.

Of course - well, not this time.

Originally, Weber and Shenji were going to play games online until late at night, but after a dinner that seemed calm but was actually full of undercurrents, neither of them were in the mood.

Weber stood by the window sill, smoking one cigar after another.

Shinji was leaning on the sofa with his eyes closed, and the magic power fluctuations in his body never stopped from beginning to end.

This state lasted for about half an hour before Weber threw the cigarette butt high out of the window and turned around to ask.

"What do you think?"

"What do you think?"

When Shenji opened his eyes, the smooth magic power suddenly turned sharp and stirred up a burst of air, sweeping the smell of smoke out of the window.

"Baru Yerretta's invitation." Weber closed the window and drew the curtains.

"What do you think? Promise, I won't take advantage of the bastard."

Hearing such a straightforward answer, Weber couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.

"It's not easy to take advantage of this. If you eat it, you won't be able to spit it out."

"If you can't vomit it out, don't vomit it up. You don't know the attitude of the eldest lady and your teacher. There is no need to worry about them. As long as you don't forget your true heart, you are free to do whatever you want, including joining a hostile faction. .”

"That's why I'm worried." Weber sighed, "Lord Baruereta is right. The concept of El-Meloy Classroom is closest to that of the Creative Department. Once it is branded by them, then think about it. It’s difficult to wash it off.”

"Beautiful - tsk tsk, the little fresh meat ten years ago was fine, but forget about the old bacon now. If I really want to be beautiful, I should take half a year off first to recuperate, and don't look at how bad my complexion is."

Shenji crossed his legs and squinted at Weber, who couldn't hide the embarrassment on his face.

"Fuck you, you know I'm not talking about this, it's the political risk."

"Come on, you only have good teaching skills and good eyesight. You are a novice in politics. Instead of thinking about it here, you should refer to the opinions of experts."

"Expert?" Weber nodded thoughtfully, "Lenis?"

"He also said that he hates her, but she was the first thing that came to his mind - although Miss Lenise is very good, she is too young and inexperienced after all. She is still too young to arm-wrestle with the lord of Balu Yerretta. It will be about the same in ten or twenty years.”

"Then who are you talking about?" Weber decisively ignored Shenji's complaints.

"Your teacher's wife, Mrs. Sora. Just like Lenis supports you, Mrs. Sora has been supporting your teacher in the past few years. It is because of her support that your teacher can concentrate on academics and finally get the 'modern Hohenheim's title. Although there is an element of bragging, if you continue to maintain it, you may not be able to reach that height."

Who is Hohenheim? He is the most important founder of modern magic. Whether it is the rediscovery of the four elements or the definition of the three elements, they are the core foundation of modern magic. Converted to the technological side, it is equivalent to Tesla's alternating current system or even Einstein's relativity system.

And unlike secrecy like Orange who kept research results strictly confidential, many of Kenneth's papers were published publicly, and countless magicians benefited from them, which created the glory of Al-Meloy.

The outside world attributes the glory to Kenneth himself, but they forget that human time is limited, there are only twenty-four hours in a day, and distractions from politics will inevitably divert time away from magic research. For Kenneth to reach this point in ten years, his wife Thora has played a huge role.

"Ms. Sora... is indeed a suitable candidate, but how to contact her is a problem. I'm afraid there will be more people staring at me from today on."

Weber's judgment was very correct. From the moment Balu Yerretta extended an olive branch openly, countless eyes would be staring at him and the Elmeloy classroom. He must be more careful in every move, otherwise it will destroy This is a pure land that was finally obtained.

Yes, pure land.

This is the name given to this place by those who know the details of El-Meloy Classroom. This place is aloof from factional struggles, and the political color is thin. Students regardless of which faction they belong to will receive good teaching here. Lorelaia and Kenneth, who have already focused on the future, do not want this peace to be broken. Although this can temporarily increase the power of aristocracy, it will do more harm than good to the development of the Clock Tower and even the entire magic world.

Weber knew their painstaking efforts, so he had to be cautious, cautious, and more cautious.

In this regard, Shen Er has already made up his mind: "I have a way, use this."

"Mobile phone?" Weber's eyes narrowed.

"Yes, I just checked. Like many traditional magician families that are resistant to technology, Iseluma has perfect defenses against mystery but no defense against technological means. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity."

How could Weber not understand what Shenji meant. As a senior otaku who owns a full set of gaming equipment, there are probably not many people in the entire Clock Tower who understand the pros and cons of technology and mystery better than him. Failure to take technological precautions means that modern communication methods are unimpeded and there is no need to worry about being monitored. More importantly, who would have thought that Weber would contact the enemy's mainstay El Meloy in the heart of Baru Yerretta?

"Without further ado, I'll—"

Before he could take the phone, Shenji's expression suddenly changed.

"No, wait. There's someone approaching in the hallway."

Weber immediately gave up his original plan and walked to sit opposite Shenji.

Soon, there was a voice outside the door.

"Can you excuse me for a moment?"

"Please come in, the door is unlocked."

In the magician's territory, living in a house provided by others, a lock on the door means nothing. Instead of relying on this, it is better to rely on the weapons and gifts in the bag.

Weber sat upright, and Shinji lowered his crossed legs.

The door was opened, revealing the corridor outside.

Standing there were the maids who accompanied Golden Princess and Silver Princess when they appeared.

"My name is Karina."

Because she was holding a lantern in one hand, she could only salute briefly and introduce herself.

"That's a lot of trouble. I'm Webber Velvet, what do you want me to do?"

The maid didn't answer and waved to the other side.

"Please go this way."

There is another person there.

The moment this person came into view, the world was turned upside down.

Human cognition is subverting the laws of physics, and what is causing all this is not magic, let alone magic, but simple "beauty."

Weber's serious image was instantly broken, and a few syllables came out intermittently from his mouth that couldn't be closed.

"Huang...Jin...Ji?"