Campione: Strongest Godslayer!-Chapter 248: Clock Tower Conference

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"Good morning, Lecturer Kayneth!"

"Good morning, Lord Kayneth!"

"Greetings, El-Melloi I."

Kayneth nodded to the students and noble lecturers greeting him from all sides. He then adjusted the green beanie on his head, an arrogant expression on his face, and strode forward briskly with his hands clasped behind his back.

"Say, Lecturer Kayneth's hat is quite unique, isn't it? Should we get one too?" a student chuckled softly to the classmate beside him.

"...No, I think it looks terrible," the other student replied awkwardly.

"Eh!!! Why?"

"Because... well, just look at it."

Ignoring the students' discussion, Kayneth passed through multiple [Magic Barriers] and arrived before a massive door made of imposing hardwood.

"I am the head of the Archibald house, Kayneth El-Melloi Archibald!" Kayneth announced solemnly.

Upon hearing his voice, without any guards or mechanical assistance, the great door slowly swung open, revealing the scene within.

Inside the door was a vast hall, like a national assembly chamber, arranged like a conference room.

Countless people surrounded a central podium in the hall, some standing, some seated—men and women, old and young. A faint purple light emanated from each person, the mystical glow of Mystic Codes.

If Tohsaka Tokiomi were to see this, he would likely be dumbfounded.

Every Magus present surpassed him in noble lineage and power, for gathered here were all the high-ranking leaders of the Clock Tower or the current heads of renowned magical families.

The nucleus of the Mage's Association—the [Clock Tower].

Located in a small town outside London, it gathers Magi from all over the world who study magecraft day and night. The magical families who command the Clock Tower are known as—the Aristocracy.

The three Great Noble families, their twenty affiliated relatives, and the twelve Lords who command the Clock Tower's twelve faculties—these families represent the pinnacle of the Clock Tower's hierarchy, establishing all order within the magical world.

And now, these aristocratic families were gathered together, holding an important conference.

And Kayneth, a Lord of the Clock Tower from the Archibald family, was the 'center of attention' at this meeting.

Kayneth strode expressionlessly towards the central podium; aside from the sound of his footsteps, the hall was utterly silent.

"Is that El-Melloi I?" A pleasant, melodious female voice suddenly rang out. Though pleasing to the ear, the voice carried an intense arrogance and chill.

"Yes, Lady Barthomeloi." Kayneth bowed slightly, expressing his respect through his actions.

All eyes turned to the speaker.

Her upright figure was clad in a somewhat masculine white suit. Her brown, waist-length hair was tied back in a standard ponytail. Despite her delicate and beautiful face being utterly devoid of expression, anyone looking at her could feel her pride.

She had the right to be proud, for her name was Barthomeloi Lorelei, the next head of the Barthomeloi family, one of the three Great Noble lineages.

The numerous nobles expressed no dissatisfaction that she spoke first, nor did they dare to. The reason, simply put, was her surname: Barthomeloi.

This family had commanded the Clock Tower for 2000 years, their status within it comparable to, or even exceeding, that of ancient royalty.

Hearing Kayneth's response, Lorelei nodded slightly, her tone indifferent as she spoke.

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"According to the Association's intelligence agents, you participated in the Holy Grail War held by the Three Founding Families in Fuyuki City, Japan? Yes or no."

"Yes, my lady." Kayneth nodded in affirmation.

"Then why did you not report the vital intelligence that a True Magic user emerged during this Holy Grail War?" Lorelei narrowed her eyes slightly, her tone as indifferent as ever, though now tinged with an added chill.

A stir went through the crowd.

Although they had heard rumors before the meeting, hearing Lorelei confirm the emergence of a True Magic user—didn't that mean the Holy Grail War could reach the Root!!!

For these Magi dedicated to reaching the Root, the ability to do so was more important than anything.

If killing their wives and children could allow them to reach the Root, they would do so without hesitation!!

Oppressive gazes locked onto Kayneth, many revealing killing intent. It was clear that if Kayneth didn't provide a proper explanation, there would likely be an extra body in the sewers tomorrow.

"...I was defeated on the second night of the Holy Grail War. I was unaware of this matter." Kayneth hesitated for a moment. After a while, as if unable to bear the nobles' gazes, an expression of 'humiliation' appeared on his face, and he spoke after another moment's hesitation.

Seeing Kayneth's demeanor, the nobles present showed expressions of understanding. For a noble like Kayneth, being defeated in just two days in a war held in a magical backwater like Japan was indeed a deep humiliation.

Thus, they collectively believed his words.

"Oh? Then why have you recently used your noble privileges to continuously loan out magical materials to the Einzbern family? Lord Kayneth, it seems you were defeated by them, correct? Why would you make such a gesture of goodwill?" Lorelei sneered.

"...That was ransom! Lady Barthomeloi, the Archibalds are a Lord family, at the very least!!!" Kayneth glared furiously at Lorelei, speaking through gritted teeth.

Kayneth's masterful performance instantly aroused the indignation and shared resentment of the nobles present.

Gazes filled with dissatisfaction and reproach turned towards Lorelei. Even if she was from a Great Noble family, constantly pressuring the head of a Lord family, forcing him to reveal his scars, was going too far.

These nobles were only bullying Lorelei because she was young. If the previous generation's Barthomeloi had been presiding here, these nobles wouldn't dare let out a squeak. But now, the thought that 'a young master can be bullied' held sway!

Feeling those gazes, Lorelei's face turned livid, her fierce gaze landing on Kayneth, who stood before her looking proudly defiant. She spoke hatefully.

"Stop pretending. Through the interrogation of Tohsaka Tokiomi, head of the Tohsaka family, one of the Three Founding Families, he spilled everything."

A screen instantly appeared before the nobles' eyes—a virtual screen created by magical means. It displayed the scene of Tohsaka Tokiomi, subjected to unconventional interrogation methods, breaking down completely and spilling all the information.

Watching the unbearable scene, strange gazes focused on Lorelei.

"Damn interrogators! Chad!! How the hell did your subordinates conduct the interrogation!!!" Lorelei exploded, and a howling gale struck her adjutant, Chad, standing beside her.

Chad was instantly sent flying several meters, crashing to the ground and spitting out a large mouthful of blood. But he didn't dare complain in the slightest, struggling back to his feet to report. "Reporting! This was determined through magical means to be the scene Tohsaka Tokiomi feared most, so..."

"...Is that so? Then forget it." Lorelei covered her face, disgusted.

"Regarding the suspected True Magic user who participated in the Holy Grail War and obtained the Third Magic—do you have anything to say?" Lorelei looked indifferently at Kayneth.

"...I have nothing to say." Watching the unbearable scene before him, Kayneth's mouth twitched slightly, and he lowered his head.

The gazes of the numerous nobles instantly became feverish. Thoughts of seizing Holy Grail data from the Three Founding Families and initiating their own Holy Grail War flashed through their minds.

"Let me clarify beforehand, the most crucial Lesser Grail technology for the Holy Grail War resides with the Einzbern family," Kayneth stated expressionlessly. "And the Einzbern family is under the command of the True Magic user."

The nobles' gazes cooled. After all, seizing data from the hands of a True Magic user was excessively difficult.

Many nobles exchanged glances, their eyes glinting with calculation.

"The Holy Grail War happens once every 60 years, with seven slots... Well, my lords, it seems you are quite fond of magical materials," Kayneth mumbled softly, looking at the assembled nobles.

Hearing this, the faces of the numerous nobles changed slightly, thoughtful expressions appearing. They understood Kayneth's meaning—this was a blatant demand for 'tribute'.

Many nobles from less affluent families, knowing they couldn't afford the price, immediately showed malicious glints in their eyes. In this magical world, there was no shortage of people madly pursuing the Root.

"Oh, allow me to correct something, by the way. That esteemed individual commands the Second, Third, and Fourth Magics!" Kayneth swept his gaze over the nobles, their faces grim and fierce, a mocking expression on his own face.

Hiss—!

"What? All three True Magics embodied in one person!!!!" Deafening cries of astonishment echoed.

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