Act Seven: The Hypocritical Battle That Dances (Part I)

Saber, who was suddenly grabbed by Natsume's left hand, wanted to break free, but because there were too many people around her, and most of her eyes fell on her, she only had to choose to obey temporarily.

In fact, as soon as she entered the hall, Saber noticed that many men had been staring at her.

This is a keen perception of the gaze of others that comes out of the war scene.

It's unpleasant.

He tugged at the collar on his chest with his hand, perhaps his master really listened to his opinion and raised the collar a lot, which made Saber feel a little happy.

It's just that this kind of long skirt dress really doesn't suit me, and it's a little difficult to even walk.

The huge lamp hanging overhead casts a warm light into the space below, and the cacophony of sounds fills every corner of the hall where the magicians gather.

The profession of magician actually takes a certain amount of time to accumulate.

A large magic family needs more than five or six generations to reproduce and inherit.

The previous generation developed magic tricks, clarified some complex and ununderstood magic tricks, recorded them in notes, or conveyed them orally to future generations, and let future generations understand and analyze this magic more thoroughly, and pass on the knowledge obtained to the next generation.

The accumulation of generations will become a fundamental part of the prosperity of the magic family, and if you use magic that others do not have, and that you understand the knowledge that others do not have, then it means that you have become a truly excellent magician.

Most of these people are people from some famous magic families, and they have at least seven or eight generations of inheritance. Have the capital to compete with others.

And this party. It was due to an exchange meeting held by the Magical Society. Let the magicians who come from all over the world communicate and mingle.

But to put it bluntly, it's just that the Magic Association wants to get the information that magicians from all over the world have investigated and analyzed.

But apart from them, the magicians who came here probably all had the same idea.

Therefore, most people who don't want to leave behind their knowledge of magic will choose to participate, and there seems to be a participant in this Holy Grail War.

Move your gaze to the front, there. In the corner near the corner, there was a teenager talking to the wall.

Natsume knew him.

Judging from the knowledge in the head, it is called Weber. Teenagers in Velvet.

He is the Master of Rider and one of the students of the Clock Tower.

As the third-generation magician of the Wilwitt family, although he has no qualifications to practice magic, he has extraordinary talents in observation and insight as a magic researcher, so it is a wrong choice to underestimate anyone.

In the field of vision, Webber was talking to the wall, judging from the situation, he must have used magic to make himself invisible.

But even if you can't see it, you don't have any interference with your Jihua.

Walk through the crowd. Natsume walked straight towards Webb.

However, on the way, he was stopped by Saber.

"Wait a minute."

"What's wrong?"

"You don't think so. Too many people's eyes are on me, and it's an unpleasant feeling. ”

That's right.

Natsume looked around and found that it was indeed as Saber said, but it was not something that Natsume could solve.

So, Natsume pulled Saber to him and said helplessly

"Then bear with me, the party has just begun, and then there will be the magician's speech and the magic show plus the speech."

"Do you want me to keep this posture until the party is over?"

"It's so much better than fighting in a bunny girl outfit."

Saber had a somewhat happy and childish expression on her face.

"I've thrown that too revealing and dirty costume into the trash, hum."

"It looks like I don't have to wear it."

What did you say?!

Saber, who was a little flustered and questioned, interrupted the conversation because Natsume suddenly moved forward again, and followed Natsume's footsteps with some unease.

The target is Webber in front of him, and Natsume plans to make a small contact with the other party.

After directly bypassing the main table in front of him, he narrowed the distance between himself and the other party.

Saber gently shook Natsume's hand away from behind.

"There, what's that pure white plus red thing?"

"Cherry cream cake, as a royal family, haven't you eaten it?"

"I can't affirm or deny that in the past, on the battlefield, I ate grass roots and rain."

"Really."

Natsume held out three fingers and gestured for three minutes, only three minutes to let her move at will, Saber's goofy hair nodded in her place, and then walked to the table.

Tonight's dinner is a standing meal, so if you want to eat, you will have to do it yourself.

Saber picked up the plate and picked up the cutlery that was more delicate than the cutlery he had used in the past.

A group of men approached this direction, and Saber frowned and quickly shuttled around, some of them were not easy to walk, but it was more than enough to avoid these people.

Natsume looked at Saber, who was constantly moving around the hall as if he were dealing with an enemy, and then retracted his gaze.

His eyes fell on the boy in front of him.

He was holding a plate of roast meat, and seemed to hate eating chili peppers, which didn't have any spicy flavor on them.

Sensing that someone was coming to him, Webb stopped and looked up as he cut the roast meat.

"Hello."

First of all, Natsume smiled kindly, which was somewhat difficult.

"You, how are you?"

You are?

Webb looked at himself with this look, expressing his bewilderment at the sudden arrival of the person to talk.

Natsume thought about it and casually made up a name.

"Don't be so restrained, just call me Anton, just be casual."

"I'm Webb. Wellwitt, Mr. Anton, is there something wrong with me? ”

"Nothing, just a little bit of interest in seeing the young magician."

"Why, Mr. Anton is."

Natsume, who narrowed his eyes slightly, smiled and continued

"Webb, are you alone? Coming to this party alone? ”

Webb's gaze wandered slightly, and the direction was over his right, was Rider there?

Scratching his head a little embarrassedly, Webb opened his mouth in response

"Yes, it's a person, and I was lucky enough to be selected by the school because of my luck, ahh."

"I see, what are you here for?"

"For what?"

"Are you looking for someone?"

Natsume patted Webb on the shoulder

"Whether it's or not, I hope you have a good evening and come back next time."

"Okay, Haode."

Saying goodbye to Weber, the conversation and action just now have solved the first stage. (To be continued......)