Chapter IV

Elizabeth National Park, London, United Kingdom.

Aina? Besarus sat on the wood-lacquered bench with his eyes blank, and the faint breeze made Aina's golden hair flutter quietly, so charming, as soft as a veil.

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Today, is it a Jean Aina? Bessarius was both happy and sad because of Aina's enlightenment magician mentor Beyva? It had been five years since Kannachifi finally remembered to send him a postcard. The maids of the Besarios family, who had been serving by Aina's side, had no idea why Aina was so happy because of a postcard, she was like a little girl.

Aina, who has already entered the age of 16? Bessalus had all the qualities and virtues that a noble girl should have, and she could make Aina happy to walk around the room in spite of etiquette, and this postcard must have been sent by someone who was very cherished.

Sentences in German, slightly scribbled. Aina? Happy, Bessalus went to the Royal Library to borrow a German dictionary, and went to the Elizabeth National Park with excitement to enjoy the magic from the nearby Elizabeth School of Magic.

Remember, five years ago, Beyva? Kannachifi once pointed to the building next to the park in Hyde Park and said to the young Aina, "That's the Elizabeth School of Magic, and when you're 18 years old and have some magical talent, you can go there and apply to audit." ”

(Note: The education system at Elizabeth School of Magic is similar to that of the Clock Tower, except that the Clock Tower is where elites from all over the world gather, while Elizabeth is oriented towards the United Kingdom, somewhat similar to the difference between Oxford and Tokyo.) ）

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The memories end, Aina? Excitedly, Bessalus opened the dictionary, took out his quill, and translated the postcard, written in German, word for word.

What would Ms. Beywa tell herself? Is it an invitation to travel to Germany? Or maybe it's the location of some magic books? It could also be the time of his next visit......

With these good expectations, the content of the postcard was gradually translated:

"Dear Aina? Miss Bethareus:

Are you okay? It's been a long time since I've seen you!

However, the moment you receive this postcard, the moment you see the contents of the letter, it proves that I have died on the battlefield! My dear young lady, don't cry, or I'll be sad in hell! Although your benevolent heart and pure eyes are always full of tears for small things, as a gentleman who has been with you and loves you, I hope that you will always keep your beautiful smile.

As an imperial soldier, I was ready to go to the battlefield at any time, and I was mentally prepared before joining the army! Although it is a very regrettable thing to die on the battlefield, it is the honor of my life to be able to sacrifice my life for my country.

I'm sorry I can't study magic with you anymore, but I think you're already very good at magic! The time with you has passed so fast, even after five years, it is still very clear in retrospect! I didn't know if you received this postcard in spring, summer, autumn, winter...... Yes! Forgive me for my verbosity, I really wrote so much before I knew it! Finally, I wish you the best of luck in magic!

January 23, 1930

Beyva? Cannachifi"

The dense content made Aina a a little out of breath after reading the letter, hesitated for a moment, and looked at the sender with the last bit of luck, a strange and ordinary name - "Emma", instantly took time out of Aina? All the strength of Bessarius.

Tears poured out of her wide-open eyes and poured down, leaving two glossy pathways on Aina's sweet face, converging at her delicate chin and falling on the placket with a "click". Her long silky blonde hair was blown away by all her luster in the bleak breeze.

It took a long time for Aina to come back to her senses, and her eyes slowly changed from distraction to fortitude after having a goal. Suddenly stood up and ran in the direction of his house.

In a huge, windowless storeroom at the westernmost corner of the Besarlius Mansion, Aina covered her mouth and nose with her sleeve with one hand, and with the other she kept looking through the neatly stacked but dusty debris.

Eventually, Aina stopped and picked up an old parchment scroll with the faint words "San-greal" written on it.

"Beywa-sensei, though you can't see it anymore! However, I decided that I wanted the whole magic world to see my overflowing magic talent! ”

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A sunny morning.

Aina? Besarus was flipping through a book in the sunlight, his delicate face very focused.

Knock, knock, knock! Three soft knocks sounded on the door.

"The door is not locked, please come in!"

Squeak——!

A maid in a black and white uniform pushed the door open and walked up to Aina with a respectful look on her face. Bessalus stopped when he was three steps away.

"What's the matter?" Aina closed the book and didn't get up.

"Miss, the goods you want have been delivered!" The maid said very respectfully, not displeased with Aina's attitude, and handed over a mahogany box that looked a little old.

"yes, I see." When Aina heard this, her face moved slightly, she stood up and took the peach box, "You go down to the housekeeper to settle the account!" ”

"Yes, Miss!" The maid withdrew, as she had come, very respectfully.

Squeak-squeak!

Waiting until the maid went out, Aina carefully opened the wooden box, in the wooden box, a feather fan of unknown material, lying quietly in the wooden box, wrapped in several unknown rune belts, exuding a bright white glow, very beautiful, simple and elegant surface to Aina? Bessarius had a murderous feeling.

"Japan, the magic festival of Fuyuki City, I will definitely make you more active because of me!"

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Hokkaido, Japan.

Because of the war, Long Jianxi, who immigrated to Japan from Guangdong, China with her adopted daughter Alice, looked at this girl who was in a hurry and was covered by this big bag with some amusement. The malnutrition caused by wandering in his childhood has already recovered in the past few years of living with Long Jianwei.

The slender body, brown healthy hair color, and bright light brown pupils are very beautiful.

"Alice, why do you suddenly want to travel to Fuyuki City?" Long Jianwei's handsome face has never changed with time, and now standing with Alice is less like father and daughter, more like a brother and sister.

"After careful consideration, I have decided that this is the best opportunity to travel to Fuyuki City!" Alice said firmly. Perhaps because of her half-breed, Alice has the hair and eye colors of other races, but has an oriental face.

PS: Because the setting of the fate chapter is a little early, the friends who have been chasing my book should know the overall outline of this story, and I have finished it before I wrote the daily Honkai chapter! So, I needed a while to get a feel for what I felt when I set up the character. The order of some content may be rearranged.

I think there are some bugs in the previous Heroic Spirit setting, and it may be possible to temporarily replace the Heroic Soul that I think has a fuller image later! (To be continued.) )