Chapter 634 Adela’s complicated breakfast in Peeling City
Early the next morning, Gray woke up from her sleep. It was now about six o'clock in the morning, and the sun was already hanging in the sky, emitting a blazing light.
Mikael was sitting on the sofa, reading something, with a cup of steaming black tea in front of him.
"Good morning, Master..."
Seeing that she had gotten up even later than her master, Gray lowered her head subconsciously, feeling a trace of remorse in her heart.
"Morning, Gray."
Mikael put down the magic journal in his hand, then nodded,
Although it is a very strange thing to have journals in the magic world. After all, mystery needs to be hidden to exert its greatest power, but these things do not come from the clock tower, but from the other side of the Pacific.
As a rising star and the luckiest person in the world, the current magic system in the United States is more of a patchwork and does not have as long a history as Europe.
But when it comes to the development of new magic, that country is really talking about it, and many new results are shown every day.
However, in the eyes of the traditional magicians of the Clock Tower, these new research results are just things that cannot be put on the table, but Mikael does not think so.
These new research results are often so imaginative, perhaps it is a tradition there.
He picked up the black tea and took a sip gently, as if he had read through Gray's mind.
"If you're sorry because you got up late, I don't think it's necessary. Maybe you don't know that I don't need sleep."
"Eh - Master doesn't need to sleep..."
Gray heard what Mikael said and subconsciously let out a sigh.
But thinking back on it, I had no idea when I fell asleep last night, but the only thing that was certain was that the master had absolutely no rest before I fell asleep.
[Should I say that I am worthy of being a master...]
She thought to herself, then walked to the dressing table, picked up the Yad, turned it gently, and retracted it into the sleeve of her right hand, filling it until it was roughly on the inside of the cloak - from the shoulder to the elbow of her right hand.
It's in the retainer, but you can't tell from the outside.
This is using something called a sudden ionosphere to hide Yard's existence, and Mikael made a few modifications.
Although Yard is a very strange magic ritual that can even seal the power of the Shadow of the Holy Spear, it has its limits after all, and excessive magic will cause it to collapse.
After adding the repair spell, as long as it is not completely destroyed instantly, Yade can absorb the magic power in the atmosphere and heal himself, but the time required is different.
After a simple wash, they opened the door, and a scent filled the air, lingering on the tip of their noses, making Gray's stomach growl.
"Hehehe~~ It smells delicious just from the smell. It should be a hearty meal."
Yade said with a smile and shook his body.
Gray's face was slightly red, and she secretly glanced at Mikael. When she found that there was nothing strange about him, she felt a little relieved.
Following the aroma in the air, they arrived at the hall. It was a huge space with equally luxurious decorations. Angel decorations were everywhere. The most eye-catching thing was the huge granite seat in the center of the hall, which could seat twenty people.
dining table.
There were already some people sitting at the dining table, and when they saw Mikael arriving, they all stood up and saluted in unison, even the most senior magician Orlok Sissamund was no exception.
Just because of his health, he did not stand up, but the etiquette was still very respectful.
Sifen, who was beside El-Melloi II, saw Orlok's respectful salute, and a flash of dissatisfaction flashed in his eyes, but it disappeared in a flash, and no one noticed it.
In fact, the reason is very simple. When Orlok talked to his teacher yesterday, he was not polite at all and did not take his teacher's status as a monarch seriously.
But today, we were also facing another monarch, but his behavior was so completely different.
This made him curious about the famous monarch, Animusfia, but before he could do anything, his nose smelled something strange.
That's right, it's strange, different from the world, just like myself.
He subconsciously looked at the source of the smell, and then saw the timid gray-haired girl standing next to Mikael. The smell came from her body.
In an instant, Sfen's heart began to beat violently, her pupils suddenly shrank, her nose twitched violently unconsciously, and a huge feeling of joy suddenly filled her heart.
That girl is one of my own kind, and they are all different from the rest of the world.
"Sfen——"
Suddenly, El-Melloi II's low shout interrupted Sven's active thoughts. Only then did he realize his gaffe, and quickly lowered his head and apologized sincerely.
Just now, he unconsciously showed his beast form and almost pounced towards Gray.
If El-Melloi II hadn't called back his reason in time, the consequences would have been disastrous.
"I'm sorry everyone-"
El-Melloi II felt his stomach hurt again. He thought that Sven was very stable, so he took him with him this time, but he didn't expect that such a thing would happen.
However, according to his understanding of Sfen, he has mastered animalistic magic perfectly, so there should not be such mistakes. So why is this happening?
He thought to himself, and then glanced at Mikael and the girl behind him. It was only with the appearance of these two people that Sfen was in such a situation.
【Wait a minute, that's...】
El-Melloi II's eyes suddenly stopped on Gray's face. This face was so familiar to him. In the Holy Grail War he participated in just ten years ago, if he remembered correctly, one of the faces was
The Saber class servant has the same face as this one.
No, it shouldn't be that Saber and this girl have the same appearance, but it should be the other way around, this girl's face is more like that of King Arthur.
He didn't think that the occurrence of this kind of thing had nothing to do with the Holy Grail War, so what exactly did the monarch in front of him, Animusfia, want to do?
Thinking of the Holy Grail War that would be held again soon, a layer of gloom appeared in El-Melloi II's heart.
To be honest, he still wanted to participate in the Holy Grail War just to meet his friends, but he also didn't want to participate in the Holy Grail War because he felt that he was not worthy of being a friend of Alexander the Great.
In the final analysis, I am just an extremely mediocre magician, far from that brilliant person.