[FZ+Special Biography]: Beast's Rational Thinking

Probably in order to complete his thesis, Weber would come to the library whenever he had spare time, which caused Shui Shi, who was always searching for information in the library, to see him for a long time every day. .

For him, Shui Shi adhered to the principle of not having much contact with him. After all, he was just a passerby who happened to meet in this mission, so there was no need for in-depth contact.The only thing that bothered her a little bit was that after helping him drive away a few magic students who were chasing him for trouble in an unexpected situation, it seemed that Weber had a considerable affection for her...

God knows, she just disliked that it was too noisy at that time to affect her search for information. After all, her English level can only reach the level of normal communication. , She was being polite for not throwing it out through the window!

So, no matter what kind of state of mind it is, Weber Velvet is very natural. Every time I see her in the library, I will stick to her consciously.

The magician lineage of the Velvet family has only been passed on for three generations.Whether in terms of the density of magic imprints accumulated by the ancestors, or in the number of magic circuits that need to be inherited from generation to generation and gradually developed, Weber is indeed a little worse than those descendants of magicians from famous families.Among the scholarship students in the clock tower, it is not uncommon for descendants of famous families with more than six generations of magician blood. (Original text)

So the topics between the two are only the dissatisfaction with those young masters who wish to engrave "noble blood" on their faces, and the flatterers who follow behind them hoping to get a relationship with a famous family, and their dissatisfaction with themselves. That paper was conceived for three years and spent a year.

In other words, classmate Webb said unilaterally that Mizushiki took a little bit of thought while recording the data at the side - perfunctory.

"Really, those guys who only know about bloodlines don't understand anything at all!"

"A familiar named Servant is summoned with a special ceremony, and a contract (Command Spell) is made with it as a condition for participation. At first, the three families of Tohsaka, Makiri (now Matou), and Einzbern participated in the Holy Grail. Craft and scramble."

"There are also those old antiques in the clock tower, the guys whose thoughts are as rotten as rotten wood."

"Among the three, the Einzbern family is in charge of making the key to the container that will become the Holy Grail, the Tohsaka family is in charge of the summoning ceremony of the Heroic Spirit for the Holy Grail, and the Matou family is in charge of making Reimo."

"This time I will definitely! I must give them a good look! Let them see my talent, Weber Velvet!"

"At that time, the Magic Association and the church were killing each other, and the three families decided to set up a Holy Grail War in an area in the Far East that they couldn't control. Because the magicians of the three families couldn't hide the deeds of the Holy Grail War in the end, there was a church as an overseer from the third time. Representatives participated, and more rules were formulated.”

While being distracted to listen to Weber's complaints about those magicians who respect bloodlines, while summarizing the information he found in the past few days in his notebook, Shui Shiki bit his pen and complained in his heart that those guys in the clock tower guarded such a perfect The database is more willing to waste time pursuing those superficial brilliance, and would rather buy one more beautiful and bright clothes to fill the wardrobe that has no more space, rather than read one more book or practice several times to save their lives combat skills.

It's completely different from the world over there.

Pompous and foolish guys.

However, the information obtained from their gossip and chatter is quite useful.

Kenneth El-Meloy Archibald, a famous magic family - the ninth generation head of the Archibald family, has both wind and water attributes, and is also proficient in spirit-spelling and summoning with alchemy.

It is rumored that he obtained the Command Seal half a year ago.

It's really lucky to be able to obtain the identity information of a contestant so quickly, it's better to go and check one by one...

"Hey! Are you listening!"

"Listening, you continue." Very, very seriously perfunctory, Shuishi raised his eyes to see the expression on the other person's face, and finally closed the notebook that he almost never left his hand.

Basically all the information that can be found in this place has been checked. It is time to leave to collect information at the next location. Her body has already begun to be unable to support the disguise and is about to reach the limit.

"I must let those guys see my abilities! Let those guys who only talk about people behind their backs regret their ignorance!"

"Since they can only talk about you from behind, it means that you are already ahead of them. Then there is no need to waste energy on those superficial people who are sure of your own achievements." Seeing that his face was still dissatisfied , Shui Shi curled up the corners of his mouth to make a shallow smile.

"It's not unreasonable for you to say that..."

He is really a kid who doesn't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth, trying to subvert the concept of the entire magic world with his own power. It should be said that a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers?

Still lacking training.

Although he is the same age as Weber, but his mentality has already faded before his age, he still looks swollen. Coupled with his face with baby fat and younger sister's hair, he looks even more ecstatic.Finally, he couldn't help stretching out his hand to purr his hair like teasing a cat, and then, unsurprisingly, student Webb exploded, "Formula, you idiot! Idiot!"

With raised eyebrows, he grinned viciously at the flushed Weber, showing sharp canine teeth with a cold light, "Aren't you going to class, if you're late, respected Kenneth El-Meloy Archibald Sir Rudd's probably made enough, ah, doubts about your manners and intelligence."

"...Of course I'm going, you bastard!"

Except for the nagging complaints, basically Weber would be led by the nose, so the two understated words made him forget the indignation just now, and he rushed out of the library immediately.

... I owe rashly.

But then things really had nothing to do with her.

It is said that Sir Kenneth El-Meloy Archibald was the examiner of Mr. Weber's thesis, and it should be considered as a test of the abilities of the participants in the Holy Grail War.

I'm really a little curious about the so-called senior magician's opinion on that paper, which in her opinion is a bit too theoretical but still considered excellent. The judgment of water style is just a class and won't have too much impact on her scheduled itinerary.So, after tidying up his things and carefully erasing the traces left in the library, he almost stepped on the bell and stepped into the classroom where Weber was.

"Huh? Formula!" He was so used to being rejected that no one at the next table would be willing to sit with him, but this time someone came over suddenly. Wei Bo was stunned for a while before realizing that it was him who had just met him and had been with him almost every day. New friends who are stuck in the library and can't come out.

"Shut up, do you think I'll be kicked out?" Sit down, and let the guys who looked at her questioningly look back at her fiercely, and put the notebook and pen on the table in a water style. Like an ordinary student, "Come and hear the results of your paper."

"Needless to say, it's the fruit of my three years of conception and one year's dedication!" As long as the topic of his thesis is mentioned, Weber will immediately feel confident and elated.

But he soon realized what it means to go from heaven to hell.

This name is Canis El-Melloi Archibald (Canis·El-Melloi·Archibald), the eldest son of the famous Archibald family with nine generations of magic lineage, he was recognized by the people around him early on. Called "Sir El-Melloi", the elite of the elite who has already engaged the daughter of the head of the department and sat on the lecturer's chair at a young age, a person who has always despised Weber from the bottom of his heart and wished to give him A man who dismounts and takes a look. "Your delusional disorder is not helpful for exploring magic, Mr. Weber." - With a high-ranking look and a pity voice, Lecturer Kenneth looked down at his eyes coldly. can't forget.In his 19 years of life, there was no humiliation more excessive. (Original text)

Conceited, arrogant, domineering, contemptuous of all those who are less capable than him, and with a strong desire to control, Mizushiki made a basic definition of this Holy Grail War participant almost instantly.

The protagonist is gone, so there is no need for her to stay here.

Putting away his own things and putting together the dissertations that had been thrown into a mess, Shui Shi held the belongings of the two of them, ignoring the differences in the eyes of the people around him and the contemptuous and ashamed gaze of the lecturer Kenneth standing on the podium. He left the classroom bluntly and quickly caught up with Weber who couldn't bear the humiliation and rushed out.

"Webber."

"You actually look down on me, you actually look down on me..."

"Webber."

"Should I do this as a lecturer!? That old guy is jealous after reading my thesis!"

"Weber!"

"He was afraid of my talent, that's why he embarrassed me in front of everyone!"

Bang!

"Wow! It hurts!"

Gee.

Seeing Weber who bumped into the cargo cart and fell to the ground whining in pain because of blindly rushing forward, Mizushiki began to think about whether he still needs to develop "classmate love".

It's just that the result of the matter was somewhat unexpected. I got a copy from Weber, and the courier brother asked him to hand it over to Kenneth El-Meloy Achipolu, who should have been strictly required. The special mail opened by Tokuro himself will start.

Squinting his eyes to look at the way he was looking at the package in his hand and feeling the breath leaking from the tightly bound package, Mizushiki silently postponed his original plan to leave England tomorrow.

The author has something to say: I am a sinner for keeping the article in the manuscript box instead of publishing it directly QAQ