The world of snowflakes, the frozen mountains, the hidden facilities under the snow, the human survival guarantee organization is ushering in a new day.

Of course, it was also a day to celebrate.

Just yesterday, the head of the Chaldean medical department, Romani Achillan, who had been recorded as a "non-returnee", returned, and according to Rika, who had returned with him, they met Dr. Roman by chance while they were on their way to Kamran to deal with the crisis.

It seems that the actions of Romani as a human to save the world constitute the reason why he is enough to be summoned as a [Heroic Spirit], but the Romani Ageman summoned by the Primordial Holy Grail does not have the nature of a servant, even though he was summoned back by the Holy Grail, he is indeed a human being.

Therefore, when most of the servants have disappeared, he is the only one who has not disappeared.

Because of this, at the behest of the Patriarch of the Animsfia, Romani Achillan returned to the Chaldean facility and returned to the head of the medical department, as if everything had been back to what it used to be.

Of course, there are differences.

"Ah~ I'm so tired, why do I have so many things to deal with when I come back!"

Dr. Roman, who was lying in his room, groaned weakly, and there were piles of books and documents on the table, not only did he re-assume the position of head of the medical department, but he was the highest head of the Chaldea until the new director arrived, so these piled up books and documents that could not be processed had to be handed over to him to deal with.

In Leonardo da Vinci's words, you can't let her just be a servant to handle these matters, right? Nature still has to be left to humans.

While it was nice to be back in a familiar room, the joy was completely diluted by the piles of work.

You know, for a person who is good at being lazy, how uncomfortable it can be to force him to work.

It's just that because of the current situation, he has to insist on dealing with these things, after all, other people don't have the authority to make some decisions.

The automatic door opened softly, and Dr. Roman looked up lazily to see two lively maidens approaching.

"Doctor Roman, let's eat cake!"

With that, Fujimaru Rika and Matthew walked into Roman's bedroom with a cake box, and they looked very happy, both of them expressing this fully in terms of movement and movement.

"Hmm.... I'm still very busy and don't have time...."Before Roman could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Rika.

"Huh? Doctor, is there something wrong with you? I would like to work hard. ”

Looking at the strange gaze cast by Rika, Romani showed an embarrassed look that he couldn't speak, he didn't know how to respond to Rikka's statement, probably he did change somewhere.

"Work is important, but rest is also necessary, didn't doctors often say that?" Matthew also came over to echo Rikka's statement, but the tone was much more gentle.

"Well... That's right. But in reality, it's just an excuse to be lazy, just a line designed to make laziness more reasonable.

Matthew is a person who is too serious, and as her attending physician, the doctor naturally wants her to understand and relax, so he said that.

"And, doctor, this is the agreed thing, what about inviting me to eat cake? You're going to owe me two cakes now! Rikka unceremoniously placed the cake box on top of the pile of materials, with a serious face.

It's just that this seriousness didn't last long, and the next moment, Rika couldn't hold back a smile and burst out laughing.

"This is a cake brought back from London, and as a condolence, I'll say it again."

Rikka and Matthew looked at each other, and then, the two girls said that sentence at the same time.

"Welcome back, Dr. Roman."

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"What are you doing here? Can the big morning not destroy my stomach pouch? ”

As the curtains were opened, the dim room shone into a bright light, which shone on the face of Monarch Ermelo II, who had fallen asleep on the sofa after playing games all night, and woke him up.

However, when he woke up and saw his stepsister in the room, this was definitely not a blessing for the monarch Ermelo II.

"It's rare to have a sunny morning, brother, don't you want to give this dead room more life? And the reason I'm not here is for you, I want to know where Grey has gone. ”

Ermelo II let out a long sigh, covered his eyes with the materials on the table on one side, blocked the morning light, and said slowly.

"Who knows, maybe it will come in a while, what are you looking for Grey?"

Although he made a look of disgust, he still seriously inquired about Lyenys's intentions here, after all, when it came to him and Gray, Lyenys had never said anything good.

"It's not a big deal, it's just that considering that your affairs are almost over, brother, I want the inner disciple to come back and be a maid for me, otherwise it's okay if you can make another triummau."

Rhaenys approached silently, and even though she covered her eyes with paper, Ermelo II could still feel her approaching.

"No kidding, it's made of magic costumes left over from my ancestors, and I can't replicate that kind of highly intelligent puppet without the Moon Spirit Essence."

With that, Monarch Ermelo II sat up from the couch and indirectly distanced himself from Leenys.

"Hmph~ Is that so? Then I'm going to ask Miria for some I don't know, okay? Rhaenys sat down on the vacant couch with a malicious smile on her lips.

"Forget it, Miria's Moon Spirit Essence is not mature enough, maybe she will discuss it with Luo Wei for a while, and maybe she can improve it even more, in terms of magic attainments alone, there is still a big gap between the two of them and their ancestors."

Ermelo II stood up, walked over to the side of the desk, and sat down.

"Ah, speaking of Rowe, what happened to that kid? Didn't you say that there was only one magic circuit left for him? For a genius, it should be very sad, right? That being said, Lyenys' face was not the same hobby-satisfied smile she once had, but rather a little gloomy.

"He's ....."

Ermelo II lit a cigar and looked out the window.

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[It's been a few days since the battle in Kamran. 】

In the old room, Luo Wei gently swung the tip of his pen and wrote paragraph by paragraph on the letterhead.

[I should say that he is a very lucky person, although it seems that in terms of the result, the loss of the magic circuit seems to be a situation that cannot be suffered by a magician, but there is nothing bad about it, at least this is how I feel now.] 】

[In fact, in the final analysis, I just returned to my daily life, after all, this kind of life is already used to me, after meeting with the servant, I spent a very fulfilling two and a half years, although I was a little tired later, but it is undeniable that it is also a wonderful life. 】

[Now that I'm back in this state, I don't think there's anything bad about it, although magic circuits are scarce, but I can still perform magic, but my body hasn't gotten used to it yet, and I need some time to adjust.] 】

[X and Alter stayed with me, saying that this is not over yet, and I can feel this way, after all, inhibition is not something that can be eliminated by mere humans. 】

[But I believe that as long as human beings have not given up, they will not succumb to any disaster, after all, it is the power of human beings themselves, no matter who can take it away, I am the same, even if the magic talent returns to its original state, it will not affect my desire to learn about magic. 】

[And in this regard, the lecturer is my best role model, of course, there is no irony in this, just to say that if you are not talented, it does not mean that you cannot be a good magician, I used to have superhuman talent, so I may know this better.] 】

[Even if I don't have the talent to use magic, it doesn't affect me to study magic, which should be something I have known for a long time. 】

[So I'm going to go on a trip, but if I huddle in the clock tower, I can't see the outside world, and the lecturer hasn't also experienced the Fourth Holy Grail War in the Far East, so he has grown greatly? 】

[However, the thing I need to worry about is probably whether I will be eaten to death by my own servants, after all, .....]

A hand reached over, pointed to what Luo Wei had just written, and asked, "Lord San!" What does it mean to be afraid of being eaten to death by your own servants! Isn't that what we agreed to do? ”

Alter protested by pointing to the contents of the envelope with an indignant expression, as if she were just a gluttonous person.

"Am I wrong?" Rowe shook his head helplessly, after the battle of Kamran, Rowe was taken back to London, and the first thing he did when he woke up was to take Alter to eat desserts all over the streets.

This time, he directly emptied all of Rowe's savings, and he really underestimated Alter's stomach.

Not to mention that at that time, Luo Wei also called X to go with Miria by the way, and this act of death directly led to the final result.

Sometimes Luo Wei wonders if women were born to destroy desserts.

"Ai-chan, grab the master's arm, I'll write the rest!" With that, X reaches out and snatches the pen from Rowe's hand, and Alter immediately grabs Rowe's arm, making him unable to move.

"Live.... Stop it! That's how you bully one-armed people! However, it is useless to resist, and now Luo Wei has no ability to break free from the servants.

"What is good to write.... What do you think, Miria? After removing the previous sentence about the Servant's gluttony, X asked Miria behind Rowe.

The small room was crowded with four people, but they were all thinking about the content of the letter, so they didn't care too much about the crowded space.

"Hmm.... That's right, it's just written! ”

Taking the pen in X's hand, Miria directly added the last sentence in place of Rowe.

[Anyway, Miria I'll take it away, I'm a little relieved to let her go, please ask the lecturer to inform the head of the Rhaenys family on my behalf]

"Hey! Miria, no kidding, if Leenys knew about it......"

"Hey~"

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"What is this?" Lyenys clutched the letter tightly in her hand, and when she saw the last sentence, her face was already full of anger.

"As you can see, it's a letter from Lowe to me, so I won't tell you for him, you've seen it." Ermelo II pretended to be his business, smoking his cigar quietly.

"I said where Miria went, and did they want to take all the descendants of Ermeiro away!" Rhaenys tore up the letter and walked out of the room, shouting as she went, "I've got to make that ghost boy look good!" ”

It was rare that a smile appeared on Ermelo II's face, he was clear, Rowe would never write such a thing, as for the reason, it was clear to think about it, it must have been written by Milia ghost.

"There's still a long way to go, Rovi, enjoy the pain and suffering of life and find something pleasant in it."