In Type-Moon, people create a magic family lineage

"Oh?"

Kenneth raised an eyebrow as he slowly licked his coffee. The man, sitting upright under the lamplight, had a confident and serious look in his eyes—yet an unavoidable hint of curiosity.

“As you can see,” Lu Kang said without hesitation, “just a day ago, I wasn’t even the heir to ‘Luvist’.”

"I suddenly had a 'second awakening' overnight."

"Second awakening?"

Kenneth's eyes flashed with surprise. As a lecturer, he couldn't possibly be unaware of something that Webber could explain in such detail. But after the surprise, he instantly understood. No wonder. He also remembered that Lu Kang was just a second or third-generation magician with some talent, without a trace of Luvist. If he had, he, as a lecturer, would have been able to recognize him.

So he gently put down the porcelain cup in his hand and said, "Should I say you are lucky or unlucky, Mr. Lu Kang?"

"A second awakening is a once-in-a-million event, but for you, it is more of a curse than a blessing—the name Luvist is not something that can be easily taken on."

"He has made too many enemies and has many adversaries!"

"I know," Lu Kang said honestly. "That's why I came to find you."

Upon hearing this, Kenneth's confident and arrogant lips twitched; his words were, in a sense, an overstatement.

Kenneth harbored no ill will toward the boy before him, and even thought highly of him, but he also possessed the typical magician's personality—he wouldn't do anything without a reason.

Unfortunately, the boy didn't seem to understand.

He doesn't understand that a contract is a contract.

To receive genuine help, you still need to offer something in return...

“With my abilities, I am certainly capable of protecting you—do you really think that the El-Melloi family will unconditionally protect you?” Kenneth said.

Lu Kang blinked: "Don't you think so?"

"According to the information imprinted on my inherited bloodline, El-Melloi must grant me a certain degree of protection!" the boy said, spreading his hands.

Kenneth finally couldn't hold back any longer.

He was about to speak frankly...

“Of course.” Lu Kang interrupted Kenneth, who was about to speak. “If Instructor Kenneth is looking for something in return, I’m sorry, there isn’t.”

"My magical crest has just awakened, and my only asset was blown up this morning. I'm penniless now—I didn't even have lunch before I came here!"

Kenneth choked up instantly. He finally realized that this boy was here to freeload... but he couldn't refuse him because of the contract, and his aristocratic demeanor, which he had maintained since childhood, prevented him from behaving rudely.

Especially Lu Kang's next words...

"Is Instructor Kenneth trying to reject me? Reject the ancestral contract? Or is it—" Lu Kang narrowed his eyes slightly, a smile playing on his lips, "You're worried that you won't be able to protect my existence from outsiders?"

Kenneth then laughed.

He grinned, his smile quite sarcastic.

"A provocation tactic? What a childish approach!"

That's what they said, but Kenneth still fell for the trap—

"Fine, considering you have some talent and are barely worthy of my protection, I'll give you a little help!"

This can be considered an investment.

It was partly because his pride wouldn't allow him to refuse again, and partly because Kenneth thought this way, as recorded in his grandfather's diary.

He thought of his grandfather's praise for mind magic in that diary.

Therefore, investing a small amount in a successor to mental magic might not be a bad choice...

Everything is proceeding as planned.

Very smooth.

Lu Kang smiled when he saw Kenneth finally nod.

He was full of confidence throughout.

They have everything under control.

Kenneth hummed, about to say something, perhaps about the arrangements for Lu Kang's protection, or perhaps some other instruction.

Having agreed, the proud Kenneth naturally wouldn't slack off in the slightest.

If you want to do something, do it to the best of your ability.

But the next second, his words were interrupted again.

Because of the sound coming from Lu Kang.

That's the sound coming from an electronic communication device—

Lu Kang pulled out his 1990s-style square phone and glanced at it.

It was Weber calling... He pressed the answer button.

A panicked voice followed: "Lu Kang, where are you?! I'm downstairs in your dorm! Don't come back! Those guys... those monsters from the Law and Politics Department, they've discovered your second awakened bloodline imprint!!!"

"Don't stay still, run—run!"

Lu Kang was stunned.

He subconsciously pictured an Akita dog barking with its mouth open... but Kenneth's expression changed.

Law and Politics Department...The Barthez family?

That magician monarch family with a 'deep-seated hatred' for Luvist?!

At the same time.

With a loud thud, the foundation of the mansion collapsed, and the once quiet courtyard suddenly became restless.

The Magic Workshop's defenses have been activated—an enemy has invaded!

Kenneth suddenly stood up.

They came so fast...

Lu Kang, having come to his senses, was thinking the same thing.

Suddenly, I felt a strong urge to try it out, like a long-awaited reunion!

Chapter Forty: The Palace Magic Manifested in Reality, This Low-End Game

Judging from Lu Kang's life of seventy-six years, he should have reached a state of mind where he is indifferent to honor and disgrace, takes life and death lightly, and fights against those who disagree.

But in reality, after leaving the simulation, Lu Kang, in a state of having collected all the memories of that period, is still, in terms of mentality, the seventeen-year-old boy who laughed and joked with Weber in the clock tower.

He would only recall those seventy-six years of memories when needed—constantly associating and reminiscing.

So, faced with this situation, he would naturally be eager to try and demonstrate the power he had gained in this 'modern' 1993.

The buzzing sound reverberated more and more within the El-Melloi mansion, as the activated magic workshop continuously surged with the magical power of the natural ley lines that converged from the ground.

Looking out from this hall, it's clear that the once perfectly normal corridor has been completely transformed.

Disordered light, a bewildering vision, wind and fire converged in a narrow space, forming a realm like a flowing lava hell, where roaring hellhounds moved wildly, emitting bursts of fury!

Kenneth, who suddenly stood up opposite Lu Kang, frowned deeply—as the owner of the magic workshop, he could clearly sense the threat emanating from outside the workshop.

However...

They did not directly enter his territory.

It's merely a matter of mobilizing secrets from the outside.

Provocations are taking place—

In this London, within the boundaries of the Clock Tower, a challenge to a magician king!

"Those bastards from the Legal Affairs Department, how arrogant they are!" The arrogant Kenneth laughed in fury, the veins on his forehead throbbing slightly on his handsome face, and the man made no attempt to hide the fire in his heart under the lamplight.

Meeting his furious gaze, Lu Kang sneered: "I've long heard that the 'enforcers' of the Clock Tower in the Department of Law and Politics are acting recklessly because they rely on the oldest Barthelo family in the Clock Tower. They claim to be one of the twelve subjects, but in fact, they don't take any of the other subjects seriously at all."

"Now it seems—I underestimated them a bit."

“They dare to provoke even a monarch of the sex class; calling them wild dogs is too much of an understatement—I would call them ‘wolves’!”

Kenneth glanced at Lu Kang, his eyes dark: "Too simplistic a provocation."

"but--"

"I will fulfill my promise. Within the boundaries of this Clock Tower, no one can harm you..."

“No.” Lu Kang interrupted Kenneth, slowly standing up. “Lecturer Kenneth has misunderstood.”

"This time, I don't intend to provoke you."

Kenneth paused for a moment, then saw Lu Kang wave his hand and say, "I just want to say that when faced with the provocation of wolves, we should beat them down with sticks."

"Beat them until they're scared—that's the only way to prevent them from provoking us again."

The words fell.

All that remains are the fallen words.

The boy's voice still lingered in the living room, but the figure in front of Kenneth had vanished without a trace.

Vanished—?

wrong.

"Is it an illusion?"

Taking advantage of his anger, he used illusion magic to leave behind a phantom image, but his real body had already left the place.

This is a characteristic of the instantaneous basic magic of 'mental magic'. Kenneth's eyes flickered as he quickly made a judgment.

In the time it took him to make that judgment, he also caught a glimpse of Lu Kang leaving—

He appeared outside the door!

Outside the courtyard.

Outside the courtyard!

He traversed the winding and complex domain and space of the activated magic workshop in an instant, bypassing the awakened and vigilant spirit hellhounds.

So Kenneth's attempt to discipline the stray dog ​​came to an abrupt halt.

He observed the outside scene through magic tricks inside the magic workshop.

He also wanted to see what this successor to the mental magic who had just undergone a 'second awakening' could achieve.

this moment.

Under a clear blue sky, wild grass swayed in the breeze, and the afternoon sun poured down, painting the leaves with a vibrant golden hue.

The tall and elegant Lu Kang, his robes fluttering in the wind, slowly walked out of the El-Melloi mansion, a place of chaotic light and shadow, as if he had been placed in another space, and faced the path he had come from.

The trees on both sides of the road swayed in the shadows, and the figures in the shadows stood solemnly.

—An executor from the Department of Law and Politics.

They seemed to have guessed that someone would come out.

They also seemed to have been preparing for this for a long time.

Lu Kang tilted his head and smiled. He thought to himself that this was indeed a good opportunity, a good time to revive mind magic in reality under the name of 'Lu Kang'. And as he strolled along the tree-lined path, some figures emerged from the group of executors who were on high alert.

The man dressed in all black, clearly the leader, spoke in a deep voice: "Lu Kang, a student of the Spellcasting Science—the Department of Law and Politics is conducting an internal investigation on you in accordance with the law."

"Please cooperate with our work and come with us to the headquarters of the Legal and Political Affairs Department!"

As its name suggests, the Department of Law and Politics is unlike any other subject. It does not teach students; rather, it is more like the 'student council' that exists in every school—an organization with enormous power that oversees all students and even lecturers in the clock tower.

Such a reason would be difficult for even a normal student to refuse.

But Lu Kang shook his head: "Laws and regulations? Internal affairs investigation? Who doesn't know that the Barthellello family, which the Legal Affairs Department is backed by, has always disregarded laws and regulations?"

“I know what you want to do.” He lowered his hands, his gaze deep: “You want me to go to the Department of Law and Politics? It’s actually very simple.”

"Just defeat me here!"

As the boy's voice faded, a sudden gust of wind swept through. The law enforcement officers lurking in the shadows exchanged glances. They did not show any disdain or mockery, even though they might have had such thoughts in their hearts—everyone who joined the law enforcement department was an elite of the Clock Tower, a magician who was extremely skilled in using magic to fight. After graduation, they would all join the Sealing Designation Execution Bureau and become an indispensable member of the Mage Association.

They also did not believe that a Clock Tower student who had acted quite ordinary the day before could pose any threat to them.

Even if the other party possesses the mental magic recorded in the legendary "Book of Law".