Chapter Seventy-Five: The Lost Relic
Webb felt a little embarrassed.
Not long ago, I just questioned Shen Eryi because of Mai Ao's matter, which caused the relationship between the two housemates to drop to the freezing point, and even played their own games, and now they asked him for help, which would be embarrassing for everyone.
But after all, he has reached the end of his youth, not the youthful and vigorous self he was ten years ago. Time has smoothed his edges and corners, society has faded his youthfulness, and he knows what is light and what is heavy.
After adjusting his mood a little, Webber knocked on Shinji's door and said to the boy who lived next door:
"I need your help. ”
Seeing Weber's expression, Shinji knew that it wasn't time for an emotion, so he immediately pulled people to close the door and ask Sanlian: "What's wrong?"
"'His' relics are lost. ”
"What's going on? Didn't you put that thing under the nose of the Justice-Political Division, and someone else could steal something there?"
Shinji's pupils suddenly shrank.
He, the man who has irreplaceable significance for Weber's life, conquers Iskandar.
The relic, a fragment of the cloak used by Iskandar, is Weber's most important treasure and has been kept in the office of the clock tower's headquarters in the heart of the clock tower.
"It's okay to store it there normally, but ......" Webber lowered his head, not daring to look directly at Shinji's gaze, "but recently I moved to the hidden safe of the Modern Magic Department, and because the Holy Grail War is about to start, I want to keep it with me as much as possible." ”
"You said you're usually so shrewd, why are you confused now? No matter how high the security of the modern magic department is, it can't be higher than the headquarters. If I had known this, I would have tied you up and thrown you to the winter wood......
Shen Er was speechless for a while, and wanted to scold a few words, but seeing his annoyed look, he turned into a sigh again.
"Forget it, let's not talk about this, let's talk about how I lost it. ”
"Here's the thing—"
The Fifth Holy Grail War was about to take place, and Webb's heart was stirring.
Emotionally, he wanted to participate. It doesn't matter if he wins or loses, he doesn't care about the outcome, he wants to see the king he is loyal to again. Tell him about his own growth, tell him about his efforts, and then fight side by side again, standing together on that hot sandy land.
But intellectually, he knew he shouldn't go. On the one hand, the modern magic department is in a golden period of development, and leaving at this time, even if it is only ten days and half a month, is a big loss. On the other hand, he had studied the mechanics of Immortal summoning and knew that the re-summoned Servants would not have the memories of the last Holy Grail War. His king would not remember him anymore, and everything would have to start all over again, which made him feel a lot of panic.
Webb had dreamed more than once of a reunion with him -
With a whirlwind and flashes of light, the huge figure came here from the other side, turned into reality, and said in a voice as rough as ever:
"Oh, I'm glad to be able to attract this king. The conqueror of Iskandar will open the way for you, and the king asks you, is it true that you are the master of this king?"
"No, you are my king. ”
The man who had grown from a teenager to a young man endured the excitement, raised his head and chest, and said in a trembling but firm tone.
"Please guide me again and let me see the same dream. ”
The overlord, who was the same as ten years ago, was slightly stunned, and soon showed a hearty smile again.
"Ah, this isn't Weber, it's changed so much that I didn't recognize it all of a sudden, it's really—I've grown into a brilliant man, hahahahahaha, this king is so happy, so happy that he wants to drink it. ”
"Now? But it's two o'clock in the night, no—"
Weber subconsciously admonished, but before he could finish speaking, he was slapped by the king of conquest.
"Fool, this king has already told you that the king wants to live more vividly than anyone else, so why care about time?"
"You- you're just making excuses, you're actually trying to drink. Webb complained.
"Yes, this king just wants to drink, if you are the king's courtier, you don't want a mother-in-law, go find a wine ...... for this king."
"What a messy king. Webb shook his head and sighed, but the corners of his mouth turned up unconsciously.
"This king has always been like this, just drink it until dawn - it's time for a banquet!!"
……
However, this only exists in dreams, and the reality should be-
"This king asks you, are you the master of this king?"
"No, you are my king. Please guide me again and let me see the same dream. ”
"Hmm...... Who are you, and does this king know you?"
Although with the atmosphere and heroism of the king of conquest, it is estimated that it will not take a few minutes to accept the reality and re-accept Weber's allegiance, but that is not what Webb wants. He didn't want the bond between the two to be worn out, even if he scolded him, it was better than forgetting him, and he couldn't help but feel fear when he thought of such a picture.
He was so entangled, from receiving Shinji's notice in the summer to late autumn, and then from late autumn to early winter, until the recent Izeluma incident, and was taunted by Atrum to his face.
"For Lord El Meloi, the Holy Grail War may just be a game. For you, it's probably pie in the sky, but for me, it's a real war. Take a good look. I'll let you and the other magicians know that the outcome of the battle is decided long before it starts. ”
The look in the brown-robed young man's eyes angered Webber, and he glared at the other party and said briefly and stiffly.
"I hope you'll remember one thing, Mister - don't underestimate the Holy Grail War. ”
The moment he said this, Webb's heart surged with a strong unwillingness and the thought that he was suppressed by reason.
I'm going to take part in the Holy Grail War to teach this idiot a lesson that doesn't know the height of the sky—if it's you, you can do it, because you're the king of conquest, and you've been conquering all your life.
Once a thought arises, it can no longer be suppressed. So he took the treasure from his headquarters and placed it in the nearest place, as if trying to urge himself to make up his mind in this way.
Of course, he also knew that his strength was low, and it was too risky to carry it with him, so he put the holy relic in the safe of the modern magic department.
The vault itself is the same type as the main one, and requires both magic and physical authentication. Because of the presence of Flat, the master of invasion, the security system is also quite complete, and it is not easy for even a "crown" lord like Kenneth to break through the protection and take the treasure.
Webb thought there could be no problem, but he didn't expect that less than a week had passed, and the thing was lost.
It was the day after Sphine Shergulat was promoted to Pride.