This news had already set the internet ablaze.
Because King Arthur was arguably the most "shut-in" among all Heroic Spirits.
Since descending into the modern world, she had barely ever left Britain!
Many suspected that Britain might be restricting her, making it impossible for her to travel far.
Heroic Spirits originated from local myths and historical legends, and indeed, they received regional buffs.
In the lands where their heroic deeds took place, their overall power would multiply several times over.
Thus, every Heroic Spirit was a genuine guardian deity of their nation.
Previously, the Pantheon Council of the United States fought for over a decade but failed to conquer the Xiongnu, only to provoke the descent of a terrifying Heroic Spirit.
Faced with this so-called "Scourge of God" Heroic Spirit, even the Pantheon Council—inheritors of the Olympian gods—could only retreat in disarray.
Of course, rumors circulated that the U.S. was on the verge of creating true mechanical god-bodies and might make a comeback!
After decades of being a shut-in, King Arthur’s sudden decision to travel inevitably sparked wild speculation—
-[The light dancing upon my King’s sword is the undying faith of our lives!]
-[After decades of staying indoors, King Arthur suddenly decides to travel after watching a video—makes you wonder, doesn’t it?]
-[Why bring the walking lightbulb Mordred along?]
-[I’m coming clean—I’m Nameless, just got exposed by Alaya, and now my wife and kid are coming for me!]
-[I’ve got diabetes, let me piss on the guy above... Damn, he bit me!]
The discussions were heated.
And then there was the horde of delusional folks all claiming to be [Nameless].
Roya giggled and said, "I’m coming clean too—me, Nameless, send money!"
Souma patted her little head, making her instantly tear up as she glared at him angrily.
"You’ve already spent all your allowance for this month, and now you’re asking me for more? If you dare to spend another dime on gacha, I’ll break your legs!"
Souma smiled warmly, but his words were anything but gentle.
"Hmph, you stingy jerk!"
Roya pouted and glanced at the news. "King Arthur and Mordred are probably here to find Nameless. I wonder if I’ll get a chance to latch onto them."
"And if the King of Heroes shows up too, then I’ll definitely have to rush over and cling to him!"
These were her favorite heroic spirits, after all.
Especially the King of Heroes—she dreamed of meeting him.
Every time, she’d dream of a mountain of glittering gold coins, sleeping soundly on top of them!
"Don’t even think about it. You’re just an ordinary person. If they really need a student representative, they’d pick a magical prodigy."
Souma mercilessly crushed her hopes.
Deep down, though, he had his own concerns.
The dean of Fuyuki Magecraft Academy was that troublemaking fox. He wasn’t sure if she’d meddle in this affair.
What if she pulled a Merlin and decided to stir up some "heartwarming father-daughter bonding" between King Arthur and Mordred? That could spiral out of control!
Not that it had anything to do with him.
If the sky fell, the tall ones would hold it up. Right now, he was just an ordinary high school student.
His only job was to sit back and enjoy the show.
At the moment, Souma was more worried about what the King of Heroes might do.
That guy had Clairvoyance—would he be able to see through him...?
Fuyuki Magecraft Academy.
In the First Administrative District, all the higher-ups had gathered in one place.
Standing before them was Abe-no-Seimei, dressed in a classical white onmyouji robe and a tall black hat.
Pointing at the news, he declared, "Orders have come down from above. Fuyuki Academy will be responsible for hosting them."
Fuyuki Magecraft Academy was the largest magecraft academy zone in Japan, dedicated to researching the popularization of magical education.
Once the experiments were complete, it would be rolled out nationwide as part of the standard twelve-year curriculum.
A magical guinea pig testing ground.
But while many called it that, most were just sour grapes.
Given the chance, they’d claw their way in without hesitation!
The academy gathered the most talented magi from across Japan.
It was jointly managed by the genius onmyouji Abe-no-Seimei and the nine-tailed fox Tamamo-no-Mae—a being so powerful that even the First Emperor had to personally suppress her.
Before them stood a woman in a blue-and-gold kimono, gazing out the floor-to-ceiling window.
Three golden, fluffy fox tails swayed gently behind her, enough to instantly captivate any fur enthusiast.
Her breathtaking figure was nothing short of mesmerizing.
Her face, as if blessed by the world itself with irresistible charm, wore a faint smile. "How rare. That king actually left her castle?"
None of the others, not even Abe-no-Seimei, dared to meet her golden eyes.
It couldn’t be helped.
This nine-tailed fox possessed a terrifying allure, capable of enchanting all living beings.
Even heroic spirits struggled to resist!
And this was just her three-tailed form—an incomplete state.
If all nine tails were gathered—
The mere thought was enough to suffocate anyone with dread!
Abe-no-Seimei reiterated, "The Prime Minister has instructed us. That king is here to find Nameless. We must handle this carefully and avoid causing any disturbances—or His Majesty’s wrath will fall upon us!"
This nine-tailed fox loved stirring up trouble.
To keep her in line, he had no choice but to invoke the First Emperor’s authority.
Tamamo-no-Mae chuckled softly.
The voice that bewitched souls left every female executive blushing crimson.
To minimize the effects of such charm, the academy’s leadership consisted entirely of women except for Abe-no-Seimei.
This fox’s allure knew no gender boundaries—even women couldn’t resist!
All the women had turned into aging spinsters, vowing to marry none but her!
Abe-no-Seimei hastily stepped forward to shield the others: "Regarding the student representative for hosting King Arthur’s delegation, what does the Dean think?"
"Oh? Who are the candidates?"
Tamamo-no-Mae glanced at a list showcasing outstanding students.
Genius magus Rin Tohsaka, and the even more prodigious Illya, among others.
Each candidate possessed monstrous talent, qualifying them to host heroic spirits.
Tamamo-no-Mae said offhandedly, "All genius magus? Pick an ordinary one."
To her, unless commanded by the First Emperor, she couldn’t be bothered with mundane affairs.
She’d rather seek out that [Nameless] and see whose charm was stronger!
A mere man who could make female heroic spirits, male heroic spirits, and even genderless beings fall for him.
Could he truly possess EX-rank [Charisma]?
"An ordinary student? Sure, no problem."
Abe-no-Seimei paused briefly but didn’t refuse.
Though dubbed the City of Magecraft Academies, ninety-nine percent of its hundreds of thousands of students were ordinary.
Abe-no-Seimei decided, "Then let these geniuses recommend someone."
After the video ended.
Everyone fell into silence, cautiously eyeing their silent king.
The finance minister wiped his sweaty brow and asked, "Your Majesty, was the video real?"
"Every word was true."
Gilgamesh gazed at them with a faint smile.
Instantly, cold sweat drenched them all.
Earlier, they had vehemently denounced Nameless, calling the video fake—a smear campaign against the king.
Yet it turned out to be true!
Meaning, the king and Nameless were genuinely friends!
Would the king settle scores later?
But Gilgamesh couldn’t care less about their reactions.
Noticing news of King Arthur’s visit to Japan, he grinned delightedly: "Nameless, it seems you bastard finally need this king’s help!"
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