Magician in Type-Moon

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“Oh, can you tell me about it?” Matou Ike asked.

"This is intelligence at the ministerial level; how could I possibly tell you so easily?"

Melvin tilted his head, looking like he was asking for a beating.

"Honestly, you two aren't even guaranteed your own safety right now, and you still want to negotiate?"

Matou Ike shrugged, his eyes turning bloodshot once more.

The next moment, the ground beside Melvin was swept up as if by a hurricane, instantly kicking up a chaotic cloud of dust and debris. The air seemed to be torn apart, and gusts of wind howled shrilly and chillingly.

"Don't scare me like that. How about you listen to my conditions first?"

Melvin gazed at the ravines at his feet, twisted and torn apart by the invisible wind, and said with a smile.

"It's not impossible, but if the conditions are too harsh, don't blame me for being ruthless."

Matou Ike nodded, which meant he accepted the deal.

“How about you sell me this sacred land?” Melvin said slowly.

When Melvin said those words, Weber thought the guy next to him had gone mad.

The ruthless killer on the other side wanted information about this sacred land.

Melvin, on the other hand, went straight for the shocker by saying he wanted to buy this sacred land.

But in that case, wouldn't it completely negate the significance of Matou Ike obtaining this information?

Isn't this treating others like fools...?

The atmosphere among the three fell silent when Melvin uttered those words.

Melvin continued:

"As far as I know, you're the only magician left in the Matou family, right? So even if you take over this sacred land, you won't have time to manage it, unless you set up your workshop here."

"So what?" Matou Ike wasn't in a hurry; he didn't think the other person was really a fool.

"How about you sell this sacred land to me? We can sign a contract. You'll have the highest priority and the biggest discount when purchasing magical materials from this land. What do you say?"

Seeing that Matou Ike seemed to have this intention, Melvin followed up with his own words.

"You seem to be joking. I bet you don't plan to develop this cemetery after buying this sacred land, do you? In other words, you only paid the price for the guy next to you."

Matouchi nodded.

"Oh, I've been found out. I don't intend to continue mining this grave, but I should still be able to continue trading materials from magical beasts and mythical beasts."

Matou Ike ignored the first half of Melvin's sentence, thought for a moment, and then slowly said:

"You mean the mythical beasts appearing here have nothing to do with this tomb?"

“Of course, I’m absolutely certain of that. It’s a great deal, isn’t it? As the heir to the Weinz family, you can completely trust my financial resources; the price I can offer is certainly comparable to the value of this sacred land.”

Melvin's attention remained focused on Matou Ike.

When Matouchi asked that question, he knew that the deal should be finalized, so he pressed his advantage and continued.

Matou Ike cleared his throat, narrowed his eyes, and looked at the confident Melvin in front of him, saying:

"You've got a good plan, but I need to add some conditions. If you can meet them, it's not impossible for me to sell this sacred land to you."

Chapter 311 Seats

"You want the El-Melloi family's magic core? Why don't you just steal it!"

Before Melvin could react to Matou Ike's request, Webber Velvet spat out a mouthful of saliva.

"Can't you do it? This is a spiritual land that can produce mythical beasts. This is equivalent to a noble territory in ancient times that could produce gold mines. Although magic furnace cores are expensive, the price difference shouldn't be that much, right? In the end, you guys will still make more money."

Matou Ike smiled slightly, as if Waver's anger was nothing more than an insignificant breeze.

Judging from the man's tone, the price he set was definitely for a magic core. Melvin thought for a moment and said:

"In terms of price, they are indeed about the same. After all, magic cores are things with a fixed price, so in theory we should make a better profit... But at this stage, getting magic cores from the El-Melloi family will probably involve them charging an exorbitant price..."

Upon hearing these words, Matou Ike also became somewhat interested.

After all, if he could successfully resolve the issue of Guanbuzi City, his next move would be to target the Clock Tower. At this point, obtaining some information about the Clock Tower in advance would be quite beneficial for him.

Weber, who was already troubled by Kenneth's death, was now eager to hear more about it.

Melvin didn't mince words and spoke frankly.

"The death of Professor Kenneth means that the throne of El-Melloi is now vacant. Although 50% of the Source Magic Crests have been recovered and two of the most important Treasure Magic Cores have been recovered, the situation of the El-Melloi faction is still not very good."

He said while spitting out blood:

"Even facing the threat of losing their monarchical status and being kicked out of the Clock Tower faction, the internal factional infighting, the division of the Origin Imprint, and the distribution of wealth remain the biggest problems for the El-Melloi family."

"So, under such contradictions and disputes, the magic core, which symbolizes a magician's status and wealth, has virtually no chance of being leaked out?"

Matou Ike said thoughtfully.

“That’s right. Debts like money are a high-pressure threat to El-Melloi, but in this environment where he’s surrounded by enemies from both inside and outside.”

Melvin's fingers slid through the air, and a deconstruction of the various factions within the El-Melloi family appeared in the void.

The main branch, which is the strongest and wants to maintain its original status, the branch branches that only want to divide the assets and become independent, and the swing faction that wants both.

“If this level of conceptual Mystic Code were to circulate, their status in the Clock Tower would likely plummet, which is unacceptable to those who still want to maintain their position as monarchs of El-Melloi.”

Melvin said slowly.

"You mean the Magic Core is currently in the hands of people who are unlikely to be willing to trade?"

Matou Ike nodded and said.

This unreliable guy in front of me has already figured things out very clearly.

Melvin wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve, shook his head, and then said:

"It's not impossible. After all, that faction wants to stabilize its current position by using the highly mysterious concept item, Magic Core. If this prerequisite can be resolved, then this thing is not something they cannot trade."

Matou Ike chuckled and then said:

"Since you know so much about this, it means the Weinz family was also involved, right?"

"Of course, since they are allies belonging to the same aristocratic family, we should still help them out at this time. After all, the position of Minister of Mineral Science, to which the El-Melloi family belongs, is already precarious. It would be troublesome if this position fell into the hands of a family outside the aristocracy."

Melvin blinked, seemingly unconcerned about revealing information about his family.

Matou Ike understood what the guy in front of him was implying. After all, if he didn't have any other ulterior motives, he wouldn't have said so many things unrelated to the transaction.

Having understood the other party's intention, Matou Ike was too lazy to continue playing word games with this guy, so he took the initiative to ask:

"Given the support of a family with similar aristocratic leanings, the fact that they can't secure the monarch's seat and the position of Minister of Mineral Science at this stage suggests that they face an insurmountable predicament. What is it?"

"The talented."

Melvin said slowly.

"A talented person?"

“That’s right. After Professor Kenneth’s death, the monarch of Meastia, who was the most ardent opponent of the position of Minister of Mineral Science, and is now the Minister of Archaeological Science, raised a question about the El-Melloi family.”

Melvin paused, his gaze shifting back and forth between Weber and Matou Ike, finally settling on Matou Ike before he slowly spoke:

“At this stage, the El-Melloi family did not have anyone capable enough to serve as the Minister of Education and the monarch. His original words were, ‘If those fools are put in positions that do not match his abilities, it will only hasten the fading of the mystery of magic.’”

He sighed and continued:

"These remarks caused a great uproar in the Clock Tower, and many students in the Mineral Science Department even considered whether to change their research direction."

"Could it be that the El-Melloi family, with its mage lineage spanning nine generations, can't even select a single talented individual? I do recall that 'prodigy' Lord Kenneth had a remarkably gifted niece named Reines El-Melloi Archizolti, didn't he? She also..."

Matou Ike stopped abruptly halfway through his sentence, realizing he had overlooked something; fragments of his past life's memories had given him a preconceived notion.

"Mr. Matou seems to know quite a bit about the Clock Tower, haven't you realized that too?" Melvin shrugged and said slowly.

"—Age. Although there are still talented individuals in El-Melloi who are capable of inheriting the Source Imprint, she is simply too young. It will probably be more than ten years before she can stand on her own."

“Ten years is just a blink of an eye for magic research,” Melvin continued, “but for the power struggles within the Clock Tower, it’s enough for thousands of murders involving magicians to occur, so that’s where the little girl lost.”

Matou Ike frowned upon hearing this, glanced at Waver Velvet, and thought for a moment before saying:

"You wouldn't be suggesting I join the El-Melloi family to help them secure their positions as monarch and Minister of Mineral Science, would you?"

Chapter 312 Fox Tail

"Yes and no. Directly joining the El-Melloi family is definitely impossible. You probably wouldn't want to do that, Lord Matou, and the El-Melloi family wouldn't want someone like you to directly dominate everything in the family either. After all, the power of the monarch is still something that cannot be ignored in the Clock Tower."

Melvin paused for a moment and then continued:

"Cooperation, Lord Matou, it's enough for you to cooperate with the El-Melloi family as an external ally. Of course, you may also need to handle some matters concerning the El-Melloi family."

Matou Ike frowned, not because the condition was too difficult for him, but because it was too easy; it was practically a tailor-made identity for his future plans.

He said with some doubt:

"Oh, does my identity carry that much weight in the Clock Tower?"

"Don't you know? Ever since the Holy Grail War ended, after Lord Kenneth's fiancée, Lady Solau, submitted the records about that Holy Grail War, your name has spread throughout the Clock Tower. You are the magician who can drive a monarch to the brink of death."

Melvin hesitated for a moment before speaking:

"In addition to certain factors, the term 'Holy Grail War' has been appearing unusually frequently in the Clock Tower recently, and some monarchs have even proposed to begin research in this area."

Upon hearing this, Matou Ike raised an eyebrow, as if she had figured something out, and smiled, saying:

"Are you referring to the White Storm after the Holy Grail War ended? And you seem hesitant to reveal this information, which means that the mythical beasts appearing here are related to that thing."

Ignoring Melvin's slightly surprised reaction after he said that, Matou Ike continued:

"As far as I know, the white storm began to appear in places where the world's crystal walls are relatively weak after the Holy Grail War. In the eyes of the magic side, places with weak crystal walls are places with high mystery and high magical concentration."

"In that case, this site, as Iskandar's tomb, has existed since the Age of Gods, so its historical significance goes without saying. The mystery surrounding his tomb can be glimpsed just from the legends of Alexander the Great."

"Then it seems reasonable that a white storm appeared here. There are only two possibilities for the appearance of the mythical beast species here: one is that they came out of the white storm, but that is actually unlikely, since it is almost impossible for any life to survive in that snowfield without any preparation."

He walked across Matou Pond, lost in thought.

"The second possibility is that these mythical beasts fell from the Inner Sea of ​​the Star. After all, the crystal wall system here is relatively weak, and it's not entirely impossible for them to cross from the inside to the outside, especially since the crystal wall system here is being eroded by the white storm..."