The Holy Right of a Comic

Of course, Reinis does not do nothing, at least in the political field where Weber is not good at communicating with other monarchs and families of the Clock Tower, Reinis is in charge.

It's just that Wei Bo felt that he had countless extra jobs for no reason. His hard working career always felt that there was no end in sight.

"If it is someone else, if they can have the title of monarch, they would be willing to work for a lifetime."

Weber laughed to himself.

He has never cared about such a vain title as a monarch. For Weber, what he desires most is to become a real, excellent, and powerful magician.

It's a pity that his natural magic circuit has limited his achievements. Facing his excellent students, he is often jealous and mad with jealousy, but he will give them blessings like the best teacher.

He is such a contradictory person.

After smoking the cigar, Weber dusted off his suit, and was about to go to the apartment he was renting now.

After all these years, he still lives in that old apartment.

In fact, El-Mello's economy has improved a lot now. As a monarch, he has long been able to move to a more luxurious residence, such as the luxurious villa that Reinis lived in.

But Weber has long been used to the current Burrow, and he doesn't bother to change the land.

"Huh? That's His Excellency the Supreme Bishop? Has he returned to London?"

Suddenly, on this quiet street, Wei Bo saw a person out of the corner of his eye, and surprise flashed across his face immediately.

The holy white robe, although different in color from the bright red robes of the past, is similar in style, especially the holy aura that is like facing God when facing him, all of which tell Weber his true face .

In the past few years, the Supreme Bishop of the Church of the Holy Church has not been in London, and except for a few people, no one knows where he has gone.

The Supreme Bishop seems to have disappeared, and he has never shown his face in front of others for several years. If it weren't for the occasional news that came back, people would even think that His Excellency the Supreme Bishop had passed away.

But everyone took it for granted that even the monarch of Tianti 830 often went missing, hadn't seen anyone for several years, and didn't come to any clock tower meetings.

Then the supreme leader of the Church of the Holy Church is more mysterious, so it makes people feel that it is no big deal.

"It seems that those people in the clock tower are going to start to struggle again, and they are frowning every day."

When Weber thought of the depression of other monarchs, he felt amused.

The Supreme Bishop has not been in London to monitor these magicians these few years. Although the Church of the Holy Church is still terrifying, these magicians always feel relieved, but now, the terrible rope is back.

Weber didn't feel much about this point. Anyway, in his opinion, the relationship between himself and the Supreme Bishop was that of an employee and a boss.

Although I always complain about the harshness and stinginess of the boss, I still have to work part-time because I owe so much money.

"It's just that Roman left me and ran away, and Mr. Amakusa also left, which greatly increased my workload."

Thinking that his colleague who had worked miserably with him seemed to have been promoted and left him here alone, Weber felt unhappy.

He touched the crow's feet at the corners of his eyes, and decided to go to the plant department to get some medicine tomorrow. Although he was thirty-six or seventeen years old and close to forty, he felt that he could still look younger.

Seeing Roy just passing by the street, Weber didn't go up to say hello.

He has seen the Supreme Bishop, there is no reason that the Supreme Bishop did not find him, and since the Supreme Bishop did not greet him, it may be that he has something to do, and it would make him unhappy to go up by himself.

Insight is what Weber is best at. .

Chapter 48: Gods Walking on the Earth

Just as Weber thought, since he could see Roy, it was impossible for Roy not to notice him.

Roy ignored El-Melloi II's gaze.

Perhaps in Weber's view, half of his debt to the Church of the Holy Church has been repaid.

Just like when the funds are flowing, the speed of making money will become faster and faster. Today's El-Melloi School may be able to repay all the debts owed by the Holy Church in a few years.

After all, what El-Mello owed to the church was only about 400 million U.S. dollars, which is not a lot for the real rich in this world.

But Wei Bo himself also vaguely guessed that the church would not let him off as a 'coolie'. His working life, when he owed the church the first sum of money, he had already sold his whole life to the church.

Of course, even if Weber really wanted to never have contact with the Church of the Holy Church again, Roy still had a way to make him willingly contribute his spare heat.

For example, the destiny summoning system located in Chaldea, Antarctica, such as the distant 'dream at the end of the world' that he will never forget in his life.

For the "King" who changed his life, Weber will bravely face no matter how difficult it is.

"Actually, it's not a difficult task. It's just a lifelong laborer."

Roy whispered, with a pleasant smile.

No one can escape the fate God has given him, no one!

Several years have passed in this world since Roy left the moon world to go to the forbidden world, and then he returned to the moon world.

However, Roy had already anticipated the different time ratios, so he made preparations in advance, which was an automatic question-and-answer technique.

This spell would tell the people Roy knew well what he was doing at regular intervals, and the excuse he made was that he was performing a big ceremony that no one could disturb.

And those people who have a close relationship with Roy don't care too much about a few years.

Poppies have been looking for Roy for two thousand years, so Roy's temporary absence for a few years is actually very short in terms of the "elf" concept of time, not to mention that this time Roy's departure has long been prepared , and left her contact information.

The only one who might be more willful is Her Royal Highness Anastasia. Although her actual age is already a hundred years old, she still looks like a child.

But the child is also easier to deal with, as long as she coaxes her a little, Anna will probably forget about it, or put her on the velvet bed, let her forget those anxious waiting in joy.

Just as Roy was thinking about something, he suddenly saw a person.

As the capital of Britain, London is also very lively at night, but that's just some entertainment venues.

This is a relatively remote place in London. Since the Thames River runs through the entire London, there are many bridges across the Thames River.

And just ahead, on the stone bridge, a man in his early twenties was watching the river flowing under his feet.

It was a man with long blond hair and wearing a gorgeous white dress. He was tall and his face could be described as handsome. Even in the tranquility of the night, he was extravagant, like a prince in a fairy tale.

Kirshtalia Wodim, a disciple of Maris Billy, the former emperor of the astronomical department, is now the chief of the astronomical department, and he is more like the heir of the monarch than Olga Marie.

This is a man in the Clock Tower who is said to have extraordinary talents. If it weren't for the celestial science magic he studied, it would have been almost unusable in this era, so his talent must be "designated by seal".

In the clock tower, he has always given a noble impression to all the magicians. He is stable and polite. Whether it is etiquette or various details, he almost never makes mistakes. He is a person who can be described as 'perfect'.

It is precisely because of this perfection that people say that he is more like a monarch than Olga Marie.

But it is such a man who always keeps a distance in front of others and has a perfect aristocratic demeanor. At this time, he looks like an ordinary person. Standing on the bridge and watching the river under his feet, his expression is extremely complicated. miss something.

This is the emotion and expression that Wodaimu in the clock tower will never have. Even if a magician from the clock tower sees him here, he may feel unbelievable because of this, thinking that someone has taken his soul.

Roy walked slowly behind the man, and said, "...Kirshtalia Wodim¨`!"

The man who was watching the river flowing and mourning the spring and autumn was startled, turned around quickly, and put his fingers on several important parts of the body with imperceptible movements, where his magic dress was hidden. .

'Careless! '

That's Kirshtalia's only thought right now.

Ever since he was almost killed by his father, he has always maintained absolute vigilance and never let any killer get close to him.

Because it was the assassination that brought him to the brink of death, allowing him to meet the 'angel' who changed his life, but it was also because of that assassination that the 'angel' left this world.

Since then, he has tried to make himself more perfect, even if it is just an illusion, he must cover up his cowardice and weakness, and live in this world with confidence.

But he never expected that someone could get so close to him without noticing, and even his magic dress for alarm didn't respond at all. If the other party did something, he might be a dead person by now.

It wasn't until he saw who the person behind him was that Kirshtalia relaxed his vigilance. It wasn't that the person behind him was not in danger, but that he knew that if that person was hostile to him, he only had to raise one finger , no, even one look can destroy oneself.

The supreme bishop of the Church of the Holy Church, no one knows his origin, but in this era, he is called the "god who walks on the earth", a man named Roy Crowley.

He is truly, the 'Monster of the World'!

"¨ Your Excellency the Supreme Bishop!"

Kirshtalia looked respectful, put away all vigilance and hostility, and performed an aristocratic etiquette with a meticulous gesture.

I would rather provoke Barthumello, and would rather curse the dean of the clock tower who has never shown his face for thousands of years, and absolutely not be an enemy of this supreme bishop. This is almost all magicians in this era. things to tell.

Those ancestors of the Dead Apostles who dare not even show their faces, running around like bereaved dogs, who flatter and donate large sums of money to the church every year, and those magicians who have lived for a hundred years and kept silent because of this, are all here. Informing the supreme bishop of the danger.

Why does such an existence live in this era when the great source fades and the mystery is sluggish? It has even become a research topic for many magicians.

"Wearing a hypocritical mask for a long time will make you forget your own truth, and it will also hurt the people who really care about you and love you, Kirshtalia."

Roy looked at the man in front of him with a smile, and walked slowly to his side under the tension of his spirit (Wang Dezhao), folded his hands in front of him to support the fence of the stone bridge, and looked into the distance.

At that moment, whether it was an illusion or not, Kirshtalia always felt that the brilliance of the moon became brighter, as if the goddess of the moon was trying to show her beauty in front of the supreme bishop.

Kirshtalia's face changed continuously, just like the face changing in a Sichuan opera. After a long time, he turned around and stood beside Roy, and said with a wry smile: "...I really can't hide anything from you, His Excellency the Supreme Bishop. I was terrified."

This man who gave people the impression of confidence and perfection seemed to come alive suddenly at this moment.

If the former Kirshtalia was like a sculpture, perfect but false, then the current Kirshtalia is his real character, very ordinary and approachable.

"Fear is a noble thing given to human beings by the Lord. It is precisely because human beings are afraid that they can seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, and survive the hardships."

"...you don't need to be distressed, but you should be happy!"

Roy's tone was soft, but sacred and ethereal. .

Chapter Forty-Nine The Angel Longs for God

"I used to think that I was really as good as the magicians in the Clock Tower said. I used to think that if it was me, I would be able to open up a new subject in the Clock Tower and bring about a new era."

After removing the mask and camouflage that had been worn on his face, Kirshtalia was just like an ordinary man, babbling and whispering there.

He has a rather hearty smile on his face, he looks very sunny, but it also makes people feel a little silly, and even wants to make some lame jokes, although the jokes are not funny at all, but like cold jokes .

"However, in the Clock Tower, excessive talent is not something to be proud of. On the contrary, it is a symbol of danger. Although I don't think I have any talent now."

"...That year, near here, I was assassinated by my father, because the people who assassinated me were the magicians in the family. They knew me very well and made my magic dress unresponsive."

Speaking of this, Kirshtalia's face flashed a fright, not because he remembered what had happened, but when Roy came behind him not long ago, his magic dress did not respond at all.

Once bitten by a snake and afraid of well ropes for ten years, the head of the astronomy department is still a human being even if he is a magician, so he will naturally have psychological problems unique to humans.

"The weapon used by the opponent is a 'very poison' obtained from a magician named Emiya Kiritsugu. It can destroy the magician's magic circuit and make the magician completely useless."

"...280 I investigated later, and it can be said that the previous monarch of El-Melloi died under this kind of 'poison'."

"After that, I thought I was dead, but when I woke up, I was rescued by a waif, ah, poor beggar kid everywhere."

Kirshtalia didn't make any self-mockery about being a noble magician, an excellent magician who was praised by the clock tower, was saved by a beggar, but showed a sincere smile.

"He has a magic dress in his hand. I don't know where he picked it up, or maybe a magician was born in his family. It is a pretty good magic dress, which can eliminate the existence and breath of people."

"...Because of that dress, I escaped the search and pursuit of my 'corpse' by the follow-up people. Although that child is a beggar and a vagrant, relying on that dress can make me feel relaxed live."

"I was seriously injured at the time, and the magic circuit was in a mess, but my survival instinct kept me alive. I knew that as long as I could see my grandfather or my teacher, I would have a chance to continue living."

"...But the magic circuit was injured, and I couldn't get out of bed for more than ten days. It was that child who helped me and rescued me."

Kirshtalia's voice became deeper and deeper, and the smile on his face was bright but lonely, "...in the first few days, I still ate soft bread, but in the next few days, I ate more and more food. It's getting worse."

"I know that those soft breads are stored by that child, but the two of them quickly ate them up. If there is no food, we need to find it."

"...He has the magic dress himself, and he can easily get food, but in order to protect me, he left the magic dress by my side, but went outside to find food by himself."

"He had nothing, and I had no money at that time, so he could only steal. But he was too thin and had no experience in stealing. He was always found and kicked."

Kirshtalia's voice was getting weaker and weaker, her expression was pained, and there was nostalgia for those days.

"In the end, I survived, but the child died of starvation and serious injuries. He was always smiling until he left. He was a stutterer, unable to speak complete sentences. Stupid kid."

"...Ah, it's a matter of course, he is just a beggar, a useless waste, and I am the next Patriarch of Wadham, a genius praised by the clock tower, as long as I grow up, I can lead a Great magician of the age."

"He exchanged his own life for my survival. This is a matter of course. If life is placed at both ends of the scale, my life should be countless times more important than his!"

Although he spoke extremely cruel words, the expression on Kirshtalia's face was all soft.

"It was only then that I realized that I am not the genius that people say, and I am not a magician who can lead a new era. See, if it weren't for a beggar who gave his life to save me, I would have died."

"...I'm just an ordinary person. Those prides, those arrogances, and those so-called honors are all fake things. From then on, I knew that my past life was wrong, and I should walk on a new path !"

Kirshtalia's voice gradually became stronger, he clenched his fists, and his whole body became extremely firm.

"I don't believe in God, I'm sorry, my lord, to say such impolite words in front of you... But if possible, I hope that child, the angel who changed my life, can ascend to heaven and have no more pain !"

Kirshtalia sincerely hoped and looked forward to it. Although he said he didn't believe in God, Roy saw that the man named Kirshtalia had a desire for God.

In other words, he hopes that there are gods in this world, so that those injustices can be healed and the gods can take away the pain.

There are magicians who hope that this world will return to the Age of Gods, but what those magicians desire is that after returning to the Age of Gods, the magic will be blessed by the great source, and with the support of the gods, it will become the magic of the Age of Gods.

This man, he also longed for God, but not for magic, but for the whole human race.