To say it was a 'simulation' was an understatement. That long stretch of years he had personally experienced was something that could never be described as a simple game. So, although he had expected it, when he heard that he had truly changed the history of the real world, he still felt a genuine happiness.
Waver Velvet saw his smile and expressed his understanding. But obviously, his understanding was wrong.
"Although Luvest was a genuine, impressive figure, you shouldn't get too happy too soon," Waver said, shaking his head. "By this calculation, you are still at most a second or third-generation magus, not much different from before." Still a commoner magus, just like me, Waver thought silently.
"Does that matter?" Lu Kang blinked. "Isn't being strong enough all that matters? The stronger becomes the older!"
Seeing his expression, Waver finally nodded as if relieved. He calmed the excitement from hearing about his 'idol' and said, "In any case, since you have awakened this bloodline and crest, it represents infinite future possibilities. I'll congratulate you here first, Lu Kang!"
"What?" Faced with Waver's seemingly sincere congratulations, Lu Kang spread his hands. "Are you putting on this act to try and get back the money for the meal from before? I have no money, don't even think about it!"
Waver was at a loss for words, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. "Alright," he said, slowly standing up and looking at the surrounding mess. The shattered walls were covered in spiderweb-like cracks, filled with the residue of mystic energy. This was Lu Kang's residence, and also the magic workshop he had poured all his living expenses into. Normal Clock Tower students, of course, wouldn't build their workshops in the student dorms, but would choose a more suitable location, preferably a place where leyline energy converged.
Unfortunately, Lu Kang had no money and couldn't afford those expensive residences in London. This was the only place he had. But now, this workshop was also in ruins.
"Looks like you probably can't go to class today. I'll ask for leave from the lecturer for you." Waver had come over this morning precisely to wake him up and go to class together.
"Ah? Oh, class... yeah, go ahead!" Lu Kang nodded as if just remembering. He had almost forgotten he had classes. But...
"I'd just be sleeping if I went anyway. It makes no difference whether I go or not," the youth with the deep brown eyes said with a yawn, a look of weariness in his eyes.
"Hmph... I really don't know how you can have a second awakening of your circuits and crest like this..." Waver couldn't help but mutter.
Lu Kang, still sitting amidst the wreckage, glanced at him. In the sunlight, his pupils seemed to contain a field of stars. He said, "That's because you don't know how to dream!"
"Is being able to sleep in something to be proud of?" Waver was a little exasperated. He stopped arguing and carefully stepped over the scattered glass shards and furniture debris, heading for the door. But just as he was about to reach it, he suddenly stopped.
Waver turned back to look at the languid Lu Kang. "Oh, right. I should remind you. For the time being, don't tell anyone else about your awakened Magic Crest. Although the Mage's Association and the Church have both rescinded their arrest warrants for Luvest since his death, you have to know, that man, as the most ferocious and evil of his time, made enemies all over the mystic world of Europe. Once the fact that you are his descendant is exposed, you might face a Sealing Designation!"
Waver said these words with extreme seriousness. After he finished, he didn't care if Lu Kang had heard him and hurried out, closing the door behind him. The auto-lock clicked shut.
Lu Kang, now alone in the room, tilted his head with a squint. He thought to himself that this Waver really was like a girl—not just his appearance, but his personality too, so motherly... He leaned back in his chair, propping his feet up on the chair Waver had just been sitting on with a thud. He looked up at the window behind him. The sunlight outside was bright and flowing, the sky a clear blue.
Even without Waver's warning, as 'Luvest' himself, he certainly knew how many people he had offended. Even though time had passed, and decades had now gone by since the first half of the 20th century when 'Luvest' was active. Those who were his enemies were either old or dead. With the fading of the name Luvest, those not-so-intense hatreds had also dissipated. But this world was never short of people who held grudges. Or those who were fanatical about the 'orthodoxy' of mystery, obsessed with purging the Magecraft of the Mind. Lu Kang was well aware of this. After all, in his simulated life, during the last period of his seventy-six years, there were still some magi and Church members searching the world for him. Among them were Lords of the Clock Tower and members of the Church's Burial Agency.
With their methods, if he still wanted to be active in the world of mystery, exposure was inevitable. And regarding this point, he had long since prepared countermeasures. As a magus, he never did things unprepared if he could help it.
So he took out a piece of paper imbued with mystery from his pocket. He wrote a sentence on it. Then, with a communication spell... he sent it out.
To the El-Melloi family manor!
If I can't hide it... then I won't hide it at all!
...
"'He is the incarnation of the devil, the rebel of all things. His walking among men is a blasphemy to the Way. How can my Lord tolerate the existence of such a heretic? All things in the world should punish him, just as they are pious to the Father—'" A deep, magnetic voice sounded in a room decorated in an elegant, ancient noble style. The four windows were closed, and heavy crimson gauze curtains blocked out the bright daylight. The interior of the room had no electronic lighting, only a single candle placed on a round table in the center.
The candle flame flickered with a serene blue light, enveloping the reading figure in a cold tranquility. A man with brilliant blond hair slicked back, wearing a deep-colored long robe, his figure tall and straight, his features sharp and slightly arrogant, sat on the sofa, holding a book in one hand. He recited the contents of the book with a measured cadence, but his expression, which had seemed extremely solemn a moment ago, suddenly broke into a sneer.
"—From the 'Book of Revelation' penned by the Cardinal of the Church in 1969... nothing but a load of nonsense!"
"If all things were created by the Lord, then why would we be needed to preserve the mysteries of the past?" Kayneth El-Melloi Archibald threw the book in his hand to the ground. He then moved his legs... and stepped on it a couple of times!
As the Lord of the Clock Tower's Department of Mineralogy, Kayneth had always been dismissive of the Church. Even though the Church and the Mage's Association had briefly ceased their attacks on each other after World War II, their ideological confrontation destined them to be incompatible. But on this day, he was not showing this dismissive attitude just because of the ideological enmity between the Church and magi. It was also because of the content recorded in this book...
Lu Kang Luvest. That was a prodigy from the common folk that even his deceased grandfather, the previous Lord El-Melloi, had to acknowledge! It was said that his grandfather had even had dealings with him in his youth, and even made an agreement.
Of course, the reason he was reading this Church's revelation here was not entirely because of his grandfather. It was because of a dream he had. As both the head of the Department of Mineralogy and a first-class lecturer in the Department of Spiritual Evocation, his attainments in the field of spiritual evocation were also superb. Kayneth firmly believed that dreams were prophecies from one's own soul... He had dreamed of a scene from his youth, reading The Book of the Law with his grandfather. And that Book of the Law was precisely the version written by Luvest.
So he had intended to read The Book of the Law again after waking up. But he had not expected to see a record about Luvest in another Church revelation. In the process of casually reading and casually throwing it away, Kayneth leisurely stood up. But in the next second, he suddenly stopped. His gaze fell upon the round table before him. Under the serene blue candlelight, a piece of paper that had not been there before was spread out, with a few lines of words clearly written on it.
The El-Melloi Contract
For the eyes of Lu Kang Luvest
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