I, the heroic substitute, was exposed

There was an obvious sense of incongruity in the expression mixed with a wry smile, which made Weber startled.

As if to fool him, the old man Gulan quietly shook his head and said.

"The real grandchildren have never been on the roof with me. Martha is also afraid of heights. When I look at the stars, I am always alone..."

"..."

It was the feeling of shame that hit Weber more thoroughly than the sense of crisis and embarrassment.

"I said, Weber, you're not our grandson, are you?"

The hint was lifted—and by this kind old man who had no magic skills.

"I--"

"Well, who are you? It doesn't matter who you are, although Martha and I have always believed that you are our grandson, this thing is incredible, but after living for such a long time, incredible things in the world are still incredible ...In short, your usual behavior is much gentler than our grandson."

"...Aren't you angry?"

Weber asked in a low voice.

Elder Gulan said with a complicated and calm expression on his face.

"Well, it's natural to be angry. However, Martha often laughs happily recently, which was impossible before. From this point, I want to thank you instead."

"..."

"Also, it seems that you didn't come here with any ill will towards us. No matter what Alex you know, he is a rare straightforward young man nowadays. Why did you do this? I can’t understand this kind of thing even if I want to.”

According to Weber's judgment, the old man is now defenseless and too slow.

The guinea pigs at Clocktower Academy are smarter than him.

Why not hate yourself, why not blame yourself.

For Weber, who only knew the small world of the Magic Association, the old man's tolerance was incomprehensible.

"Or maybe it's because I don't know about you that I can make this request... If possible, I hope this kind of relationship can last for a while. Leaving me alone, Martha probably didn't feel anything wrong, whether it was a dream Or what, the time spent living with our gentle grandson is a rare treasure for us.”

Webber couldn't bear to see the old man's appearance, he looked down at his hand.

These hands will one day create mysteries.

I must have such a talent—even if it is denied by others, at least I firmly believe in this possibility.

But what is the result?

Even the basics of hypnotic suggestion are not well done.

Whether it's bad luck, or accident, these interfaces are useless.

Even for this kind-hearted old man who begged himself to "fool us for a while longer", his own technique could not maintain a satisfactory effect.

If it is that man, as long as he smiles and talks happily, his goal can be achieved.

Not only did Weber's magic fail to achieve such an effect, but he himself received the other party's warmth.

In addition to regret, there is also a touch of humor-yes, I am just a clown.

Waver stared at the void, unaware of his surroundings, lost in thought.

Now, he fully understood the state of mind of those who laughed at him at the clock tower.

Webb himself joins those guys, laughing at his own stupidity.

Even so, he couldn't laugh.

Gulan Makeki and the Martha couple weren't expecting comedy.

They are making a sincere request to Weber in their own way.

Looking back, it was the first time that I was not treated as an object of ridicule.

"...Sorry, I can't make a promise to you. I can't even guarantee that I can come back here safely next time."

"So, you are doing something that is life-threatening?"

"Yes."

Arturia's Noble Phantasm flashed coldly in front of her eyes, which happened half a day ago.

Waver would not forget the abyss of death that he saw then so easily.

The old man Gulan thoughtfully silent for a while, then nodded heavily.

"Although I don't know how important that kind of thing is to you...but I hope you listen to me. Looking back on life after living most of my life, I find that there is nothing that can be compared with life."

This kind of argument runs counter to the reason why Weber bet on his youth.

The so-called magic path can only be started after one has made up his mind to die—only by burning his life can he reach the highest level. This is the direction he has worked so far.

However, if you want to find a way to live that suits you, what this peaceful old man said may be the truth.

Weber stared at the morning glow with a sense of loss that was speechless.

He still didn't know that at this time, the fourth Holy Grail War ushered in the last day.

[Singing your song on the roof ~ on the roof with the one I love ~ ~]

[Say Jin Shan is handsome, anyway, I

Embracing Silver Shining is a flash and a quick step]

【The princess is so beautiful when she looks back】

[The hint of a wave of predictions has expired]

【I suddenly miss my deceased grandpa (╥﹏╥)】

[Suddenly embarrassed!Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha】

[About magic hahahahahaha, in fact, Weber himself is not good at learning...]

[QAQ tears inexplicably]

【I didn’t cry when I went to the front, I’m crying here】

【My grandfather was as gentle as him when he was around】

[Sigh, the princess really met a good person]

【So, life-saving is the most important thing hahahahaha】

【The last day of the Holy Grail War. 】

Clock Tower.

"Teacher's strength was so weak a few years ago...it hasn't seen any growth now."

Qianying suppressed a smile and looked at Wei Bo whose face was blushing.

Applying the simplest magic to ordinary people can still be broken.

This is very doubtful. Is Weber really a magician?

Even after experiencing the cataclysm, everyone's strength has been raised, and even people without magic talent will know a little bit of magic.

However, Weber's talent seemed to be cursed by the heavens, and he couldn't cast overly powerful magic.

But it is undeniable that Webber is a good mentor with a vicious vision and special insights into magic.

Now Weber is highly sought after by students, as long as students who are desperate come to Weber, they will definitely shine.

Therefore, although Weber's strength is weak, the number of elite talents he has cultivated over the years is endless. Most of the high-level people in the clock tower are disciples of Weber.

If someone wanted to attack Weber, these people would be the first to be unwilling.

The relationship between Weber and the students is also unique in the Clock Tower.

Have you ever seen a teacher who will play games with students, and Weber's game skills are really good.

But it is often possible to see Webb playing games with a group of students in the middle of the night, and a dozen can last all night.

According to the legend circulating in the clock tower, quite a few of Weber's disciples have become professional e-sports players.

"Is there anything I can do, let me cast hint magic on them now, it will definitely fail."

Weber put down the document in his hand, and looked helplessly at the silver-haired girl who laughed at him.

At the same time, he sighed in his heart, because this video added a lot of black material to him.

In class tomorrow, someone will definitely use this to laugh at him.

"Leave that aside, Gray, what about your application?"

"It's all done."

Gray brushed aside the golden hair that was covering her eyes.

He took out a plastic bag from the wide sleeve, and there was a twitching black finger inside.

Weber quickly caught it, watched carefully, and took a deep breath.

Chapter 227 224. Unusual Weather, Kirei's Pre-Battle Preparations

This day, as the day when an unprecedented abnormal celestial phenomenon occurred, has left a deep memory in the minds of people in Fuyuki City.

Days of north wind stopped suddenly like in a dream, and the heavy and turbid air dissipated under the hot summer sun, and the out-of-season sun was extremely hot.

The hot and humid weather, which even weather forecasters could not explain, only appeared in the area centered on Fuyuki City, and the citizens had a strange premonition and became commotion.

The successive urban guerrilla incidents, brutal bizarre murders, and child disappearances still cannot find a breakthrough, and the contact of the curfew is still in the foreseeable future.

The day before yesterday, an industrial waste water disaster occurred in Weiyuanchuan—the strange events of the past few days stirred people's fragile nerves. For the exhausted people, the abnormal weather was a harbinger of an even bigger disaster to come.

The scorching sun gradually changed the angle of the shadow. Bei Mu sat under the shade of a tree, and Yi Liya sat beside Bei Mu, leaning on Bei Mu's shoulder.

Sitting under the shade of a tree, one big and one small, they looked lazy like no one would call us.

The shade under the big tree is the last territory of their existence, and beyond the shade is a maddening demon realm.

It was clear that it was still snowing heavily a few days ago, but in the blink of an eye it turned into scorching sun, even worse than summer.

Beimu's family all changed into fresh clothes.

Especially Ilya, who was dressed up like a princess by Irisviel, wearing fancy and attractive clothes.

A white T-shirt with blue hot pants is a proper tropical little angel.

And Irisviel's dress is similar to that of Illya, and they can tell that they are a mother and daughter when they stand together.

But now Irisviel was worrying about how to dress up for Artoria.

During Alice Fear's personal fashion show, Bei Mu got two bottles of iced happy water from somewhere.

Just like a cold wind in summer, people can't help but feel refreshed.

Yi Liya couldn't put it down to the drink called Happy Water in Beimu's mouth. This was the first time she drank such refreshing water.

But under Bei Mu's advice, Ilya didn't drink that much.

After a while, Irisviel and Artoria walked over hand in hand, the two of them were arm in arm, like a pair of sisters.

And the boss of the two is even more eye-catching.

Iris Fell wore a baby blue tank dress that just reached just above the knees, covering up the mysterious

In the field, only the lovely knees and white and tender calves are exposed.Those jade feet were imprisoned by white high-heeled sandals, and the ten toes smeared with red cardamom shyly restrained.

Arturia changed into a plain white T-shirt and black shorts.Although it is simple, it highlights the perfect figure, and every step you take, you can feel the weight and shaking of the heart.

Those white thighs attracted Bei Mu's attention even more. When paired with Irisviel, every step they took was a visual sound.

Two beautiful girls came to Bei Mu's side in the hot summer, and there were two maids cleaning the room in the castle.

They didn't wear heavy maid outfits like the traditional class and wrapped themselves up tightly, but completely let go of themselves under the guidance of Irisviel, and all changed into Yingyingyanyan's clothes.

"Huh, the weather is so hot." Irisviel walked to Bei Mu's side and looked at the black bottle of drink, "What's that in your hand, my dear?"

"Coke, do you want a drink?" Bei Mu handed over the drink.

Alice Viel unscrewed the bottle cap and took a sip of Coke.

The cool feeling that touched the soul made Irisviel cry out involuntarily.