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Grey knew what her master was asking, and she also knew that Yue Zhengling's figure had not been recorded this time. So she pointed to the place in front of Orange and explained to everyone, "That person is right in front of Miss Orange, but for some reason, it cannot be imaged. Moreover, his voice is also simulated by Yad, which I had him simulate."

Upon hearing Grey's explanation, everyone's eyes immediately focused on the screen. Although they knew they couldn't see it, their anger conveyed what they had seen.

Fortunately, Waver, who knew the nature of the other magicians in the Clock Tower, immediately spoke up, "This unknown being, could you please show yourself?"

“I refuse!” Yue Zhengling replied decisively, then looked at the screen on Basemelo’s side. “I’m playing hide-and-seek with a busybody. Although he’s fighting right now, I’m afraid of revealing my whereabouts.”

"Uh..." Weber was stunned by his reason and was speechless for a moment.

Upon hearing his words, Arthur, who was in the middle of the battle, gave a wry smile, knowing that he had been discovered. So he stopped holding back, raised his holy sword, and shouted.

"Let's begin, Meryl! Seal Thirteen – Decision Start!"

Upon hearing this preposition, Grey was startled, and Barthez immediately turned the camera to Arthur.

Moreover, Webber also saw that familiar golden light in Grey's image.

"Is it really that person?! No, wait, the height of that person from behind seems a bit off!"

Then, a beautiful female voice suddenly resounded throughout the sky. Strangely, when this voice appeared, Yue Zhengling also revealed his body, but he himself seemed unaware of it.

—Agreement

—Kay (Fighting for Life);

—Gares (War without inhumanity);

—Agraven (Fighting for Truth);

—Lancelot (not in the war against the elves)

Mordred (can only fight evil people)

— Galahad (not used for personal gain)

Actually, when she called out the first name, the scythe in Gray's hand had already turned back into a box, and she said, "Agreed."

Upon hearing this voice, Arthur even turned around to look.

Arthur crouched down, preparing to swing his weapon, and said, "This is the battle to save the world!"

—Arthur (This is the battle to save the world)

Watching the holy sword unleash its power layer by layer as names were called, and hearing the names being called one by one, everyone was filled with excitement.

Only Yue Zhengling calmly looked at the person holding the holy sword, pursed his lips, and said, "Pah, the sword of the Round Table Dictatorship!"

The crowd, whose faces had been flushed at the sight of the Holy Sword being unleashed, had a strange change in expression after hearing Yue Zhengling's words. Arthur, on the other hand, gave a wry smile, his expression becoming unusually serious and solemn. He then forcefully swung the Golden Blade towards the horde of monsters in front of him.

"Excalibur)——!!"

The holy sword, having released the seven seals, unleashed a torrent of light that evaporated everything in its path.

The dazzling light finally pierced the sky, and a huge gale instantly dispersed the sandstorm. Everyone's vision was blinded by the blinding light.

Chapter 123 The Clock Tower is Not Useless

When the torrent of light disappeared, what appeared before Arthur was a scorched earth. All the enemies had been wiped out, and even more terrifyingly, the sandstorm that had been raging over the land had completely stopped.

Le Zhengling looked thoughtfully at the scene that became unusually calm after the Holy Sword, and then looked at Ad in Gray's hand. It was also a Noble Phantasm sealed by thirteen restraints, but it seemed that the Holy Lance and the Holy Sword had different effects after being activated.

The scabbard was reattached to the holy sword, and the thirteen restraints were locked once more. Arthur approached Barthezmello, looked at Yue Zhengling appearing on the screen, and said with a smile, "Found you."

At first, Yue Zhengling didn't understand what he was talking about, but when he saw everyone's eyes suddenly focused on him, he realized that his magic trick seemed to have stopped.

However, he showed no panic, either inwardly or outwardly. He looked at Arthur with disdain and said, "Are you mistaken? We're playing hide-and-seek. You're just 'seeing' me, not catching me."

Arthur nodded, his expression one of agreement. "You're right, but it's alright, I'll just come and catch you right now."

"Aha, putting aside the fact that I can run away, you spent five days trying to find me before, and now there are only two days left until the end. I don't think you can find me again."

As he spoke, Yue Zhengling took out the stone pillar, intending to activate the magic again. However, just as he was about to do so, he stopped and looked thoughtfully at the robe he was wearing.

The robe he wore, though simple, was woven from the finest fibers and exuded a mysterious aura.

"So that's how it is. The reason my magic was broken was because of the influence of Merry's will sealed on the Holy Sword when you initiated the Round Table Conference?"

He took off his robe, handed it to Orange, and then looked at Arthur, saying, "If I'm not mistaken, even with this robe on, you'll still find me eventually, won't you?"

Arthur smiled without saying a word, clearly acquiescing.

“As expected, everyone has their own tricks.” Le Zhengling glanced at Grey. “Now, could you please turn off your communicator and leave? King Arthur’s gravedigger.”

Le Zhengling's cold gaze put Grey on guard, but she, being dutiful, would not back down so easily.

Although she didn't know this person's background or what he and that male King Arthur were up to, she had finally found a target, and her master was watching her, so she had no chance of backing down.

"Sorry, my duty is to take you back to the Clock Tower." Grey was about to make a move when Orange stepped in front of her.

"What do you mean by this, Miss Orange?" Gray looked at Orange warily, filled with apprehension towards this former enemy, the Grand Doll Master.

"Aozaki Touko, what do you want to do?" Basemelo Loreleia asked coldly as she watched the two people on the other side of the screen seem about to fight.

Orange didn't answer, but looked at Weber and chuckled, "Is this really a good idea?"

As the only calm person who kept thinking, Weber did not rush to express his opinion from the beginning. Instead, he extracted information from Yue Zhengling's previous words. When the other party revealed his true colors, his eyes never left Yue Zhengling.

From what others were saying, Weber knew that things were now a bit complicated.

Aozaki Touko clearly knows Yue Zhengling, and seems to be very protective of him.

There is a bet between Yue Zhengling and the male King Arthur. Although the details are unknown, both of them seem to care about it very much.

The male King Arthur seemed easy to talk to, and he didn't need to worry about that side because he knew Bartholomew would handle it.

Grey, on the other hand, seemed a bit too fixated on the mission, and Yad also appeared to have some issues.

Finally, regarding his own side, he needed to plan which one to help: King Arthur, who displayed great martial prowess, or Yue Zhengling, who seemed to know something.

But that's precisely why he found it tricky. He could sense that Yue Zhengling was just as weak as he was. Don't ask him how he figured it out; he genuinely just noticed it in a normal way! (Forensic Eye activated!)

If Aozaki Touko weren't there, he would have already ordered Gray to take action, but it was Aozaki Touko who interfered, making the situation somewhat unbalanced.

"Grey, stop for a moment." After Orange asked the question, he knew he couldn't stay out of it anymore, so he rubbed the bridge of his nose and looked at Arthur over Barthemello.

"King Arthur, could you give us a moment? Please refrain from any action until we have finished speaking with your companions."

Although Arthur had just said he was going to find Yue Zhengling, he didn't make any further moves after the other party took off his outer robe, and instead stood calmly in place.

“Okay,” Arthur nodded, “but in exchange, I hope that after you finish talking, you can help me keep my companions for a while.”

Weber certainly knew why he said that, but is it really okay for you to say it so openly?

Couldn't you have just quietly discussed these behind-the-scenes deals later? Is King Arthur really that virtuous and righteous?!

Webber's eyes twitched a few times; he simply couldn't understand what this king was trying to do.

Arthur said this to put Yue Zhengling on his guard. He had noticed Yue Zhengling's close relationship with the female magician earlier, and Yue Zhengling had mentioned that he had no friends. So, what had happened while he was away?

Arthur, concerned about Yue Zhengling, subtly glanced at Aozaki Touko and began to plot in his mind.

The best course of action would be for him to rush back immediately, but since the communication device was in use, he believed that if there was any disturbance, even if the communication here was shut down, Yue Zhengling would disappear again immediately.

So why not let him see me openly now, and take this opportunity to have a good talk?

After all, his purpose in agreeing to this game of hide-and-seek was simply to get Yue Zhengling to listen to him properly. The appearance of the group from the Clock Tower had assisted him in some ways, and it seemed that he had already achieved his goal.

Distance makes people feel safe, and through these communication devices, Lok Ching Ling's wariness of him should decrease a lot.

For this reason, he didn't want anything to happen to Yue Zhengling. That woman named Aozaki Touko had become a very unstable factor, and he hoped that she wouldn't become an unnecessary obstacle in the future.

Arthur, filled with anticipation, then entered the building with Barthezmello and overheard their conversation.

"Can you leave the negotiations to me, Lord Barthezmero?" Webber, whose stomach was already aching slightly from Arthur's actions, moved on to the next problem.

He knew that Barthemello had her own pride, and that she had previously said that the Clock Tower was a bunch of useless people. He was worried that if she were to negotiate, the two sides would explode after only a few words.

And just now, he also discovered that Yue Zhengling seemed to have a good impression of him, so he was somewhat confident about this negotiation. It was for this reason that he took on this troublesome matter.

Barthezmello was also a shrewd person who knew how to assess situations. In this chaotic situation, she understood that her personality was not suited for conversation, so she nodded and said, "Then it's up to you, Lord El-Melloi."

“It’s the Second!” Weber corrected, pressing his hand tightly to his stomach.

Meanwhile, at the Clock Tower communications room, a large number of magicians had gathered. After learning that the search team had successfully located two targets, many rushed over to try and obtain firsthand information.

Weber was certainly aware of this, but he was happy with the current situation. The Clock Tower had been oppressive for too long, and everyone, both mentally and physically, had reached an extremely dangerous threshold. They desperately needed something uplifting to give them hope.

"Miss Aozaki, could you introduce the person behind you?" Weber asked, his voice heavy with concern.

Orange gave her a half-smile, then turned around, bent down and said to Le Zhengling, "Lingjun, if you don't want to talk, you don't have to pay attention to it. And if you want to leave, no one here can stop you."

Looking at Chengzi's mature and beautiful face, Le Zhengling felt a sense of loss and change. The world had come to an end, but a familiar person appeared in front of him. He couldn't help but sigh at the cruel twist of fate.

“Sister Orange, let me talk to Weber. I think he knows more than you do. Well, I don’t mean to look down on you, it’s just…” Yue Zhengling felt that her words were a bit inappropriate, so she added an explanation.

"It's okay, I know what you mean." After patting his head, Chengzi took a few steps away and stood beside him, giving the projection a wise smile. "Let me make this clear first, I'm on Lingjun's side. If you want him to suffer, I won't allow it."

Webber's face darkened slightly because of Orange's words, and the other magicians were also in an uproar, except for Barthellello, whose expression remained unreadable.

"Well then, let's start with a brief self-introduction. My name is Waver Velvet, the monarch of the Modern Magic Department of the Clock Tower, also known as Monarch El-Melloi II."

Webber nodded to Yue Zhengling on the other side of the screen, and then introduced himself.

“…Ling is an ordinary traveler.” Yue Zhengling paused for a few seconds before speaking.

Upon hearing his words, Chengzi immediately frowned. Being so close, she could sense the despondency emanating from Yue Zhengling, which was not a good sign.

Although Weber felt something was amiss, he didn't press the matter. Now was not the time to dwell on the other person's identity. Based on the information the other person had mentioned about the Clock Tower's astronomical science, he was certain that the other person knew exactly what had happened in this world.

"Could you please tell me why the world has become like this?" Weber asked in a deep voice.

Upon hearing this question, everyone held their breath and stared at Yue Zhengling.

Le Zhengling looked at Wei Bo with a "Are you kidding me?" expression. "I thought before that you were the Princess... I'm sorry, I thought you were one of the few sensible people left in the Clock Tower, but you're still a waste? Do you live up to the Emperor's expectations of you? Did all your intelligence over the years turn into height?"

Le Zhengling's words made Weber's expression contort as if he were constipated, and he thought to himself: Damn it! This conversation can't continue.

However, before he could say anything, Yue Zhengling continued, "I learned roughly what happened in this world before from Sister Chengzi. I wanted to ask you, why did this world become like this? But you, who have survived in this world all this time, are asking me, someone who died long ago, what are you if not trash?"

Upon hearing Yue Zhengling's words, the monitoring room erupted in chaos, with many people shouting things like, "What do you know!" "We're not useless!" "What do you know?"

Le Zhengling stared coldly at the screen. "Stop arguing. Trash is trash!"

"Three years have passed since the apocalypse, and you still haven't figured out what caused it. What are you if not utterly useless?"

"You who call yourselves the rulers of the world, can do nothing but eke out a living. Aren't you just useless?"

"Now you want to entrust the answers to this problem to someone who has only been here for less than a week? You think this irresponsible behavior is justified? What are you if not useless people?"

Le Zhengling rebuked him in a cold tone, leaving everyone speechless. Even Weber felt a little guilty after being questioned by Le Zhengling.

On the contrary, Arthur looked at Yue Zhengling with a gratified expression, feeling that he had not misjudged the person and that this child was worth teaching.

"In the end, have you ever really cared about this world?" After a long while, Yue Zhengling asked softly. Beneath this question lay indescribable emotions, and a strange feeling began to spread in the room.

Orange smiled wryly and took out a cigarette, while Gray looked at Le Zhengling as if facing a formidable enemy. Her body was now on guard, and her intuition told her that this unknown person in front of her had become extremely dangerous.

“I admit our incompetence, but there’s a reason for it,” Weber tried to explain after taking two stomach pills. “In the blink of an eye, we lost most of our monarchs. As you know, the Clock Tower is actually a loosely structured organization. After the chaos broke out, we couldn’t get information immediately, which led to even greater chaos…”

“Yes, they’re busy fighting for power and profit.” Yue Zhengling interrupted Weber with a sarcastic tone.

Weber fell silent. Indeed, as Yue Zhengling had said, after the anomaly occurred and the deaths of the monarchs were confirmed, the remaining high-ranking members of the Clock Tower were not busy investigating the cause of the incident, but rather busy vying for the vacant positions of immense power.

At first, no one thought this anomaly was anything special. For magicians at that time, the most important thing was how to deal with the power vacuum.

The only ones who remained clear-headed were him and a few disciples, who began to investigate the events themselves. However, when Barthezmello spontaneously led the chorus to investigate, the Age of Gods descended, a global sandstorm swept across the globe, humans mysteriously disappeared, and communication with the outside world began to be cut off. Only then did the magicians awaken from their various conspiracies and deals, but by then it was too late.

It was as if only the people in the clock tower remained in the world. New changes and massacres would occur three days after the world underwent a major upheaval.

Fearing that those who insisted on leaving their families would never return, those who had a way to find out if their families were alive or dead lost hope the moment they did, and those who were driven mad by their inability to accept their desperate situation went insane. Even some of Waver's close disciples died, leaving only Grey in the end.

Finally, when everything calmed down, fewer than three thousand people remained in the entire clock tower, and more were still dying.

Webber recalled those dark days and suddenly felt a little disheartened. In fact, deep down he also somewhat agreed with what Yue Zhengling said: these were a bunch of useless teammates!

Webber, now sunk, remained silent, reaching out to turn off his communicator, but a sharp shout from Gray on the other end stopped him.

"What did you do to Master!"

Grey re-conjured the Grim Reaper's scythe and pointed it at Yue Zhengling, saying, "Master is not a piece of trash! Although his combat power is really weak, Master is a wise man with great courage. I will not allow you to slander Master!"

Seeing Grey's actions, Webber felt a warmth in his heart and his mind cleared up. He then realized that he seemed to have been under a spell.

He immediately guessed what was going on, then his expression turned cold as he asked Yue Zhengling, "What do you mean by using the power of words?"

It was obvious that he had been affected by this person's words of power. Weber began to feel wary of Yue Zhengling. This effect was present even through the screen. So what would happen if he were to face him directly?