Lord El-Melloi II Sei no Jikenbo: Rail Zeppelin Grace Note - Hakamori to Neko to Majutsushi

There is correspondence within all matter.

Our physical bodies are small universes,

and they correspond to the greater universe.

A mirror is the first tool obtained by humanity to peer into alternate universes.

The image shown within the mirror is not genuine,

but one can think that they correspond to all of your true selves.

This is the reason why in ancient times, various ethnic groups have used mirrors

to symbolize deities.

Just what I'd expect from Sir Great Big Ben London Star!

You mean "Lord El-Melloi II." Not one word of that is correct.

It's fine as long as the name corresponds to his true nature.

Flat Escardos.

Yes, sir!

What does society call the act of attempting to rewrite someone's true nature

by altering someone's name without permission?

A curse, sir!

Calling the deity of an enemy nation a demon or making fun of a politician you abhor

by giving him a silly nickname are considered the most primitive forms of curses!

Now, Svin Glascheit...

Explain the hogwash spoken just now in light of the concept of correlation.

Yes, sir.

Flat takes every opportunity to give you weird nicknames, sir.

By doing so, he's attempting to make you,

the existence in correlation with that name, a greater existence.

Yep, yep.

However, this greatness is in correlation with the size of his brain.

What?

Correct. My true nature has not changed at all.

The shadows projected from me may correlate with my true nature,

but it is not that nature itself.

In other words,

by intervention of the shadows,

one can rewrite the true nature itself.

Indeed, that's the true nature of curses.

One could say that Magecraft is...

technology to alter this world that is nothing more than a shadow of the Root.

Lord El-Melloi II's Case Files ｛Rail Zeppelin｝ Grace note

My, my.

That was a lecture that was tremendously easy to comprehend, Lord El-Melloi II.

Thank you.

INORAI VALUELETA ATROHOLM HEAD OF THE DEPARTMENT OF CREATION

It was truly elementary.

To think we must call those...

who don't even have that level of fundamentals down as "Mages"...

It just means that's how Nowich,

the Modern Magecraft Theories department, does their thing.

ROCCO BELFEBAN HEAD OF THE DEPARTMENT OF SUMMONING

Though, I can hardly fathom its necessity myself.

Oh no, I was deeply touched by that...

REINES EL-MELLOI ARCHISORTE MAGE

Sir Great Big Ben London Star...

was it?

LORD EL-MELLOI II HEAD OF THE DEPARTMENT OF MODERN MAGECRAFT THEORIES

My dignitaries...

As you may know, I'm a very busy man.

I'd like to ask that we have small talk on another occasion.

BRAM NUADA-RE SOPHIA-RI TOP-TIER INSTRUCTOR OF SPIRITUAL EVOCATION

How many years has it been since Lord El-Melloi's death

when you took over the El-Melloi Class,

Waver Velvet?

It has been almost ten years.

Right. Ten years.

Since my younger sister Sola-Ui,

along with her fiancé and your mentor Kayneth, passed away in the Fourth Holy Grail War.

It has been ten years.

Scraping up the young ones and the problematic students...

I'm amazed how you rebuilt the Modern Magecraft Theories department

that existed just in name.

Thank you so much.

I'm simply ecstatic to receive such compliments.

However, among us, there are voices that show concern towards your future course.

You are the Lord only until Lady Reines comes of age.

You are simply a substitute, nothing more than a fake.

I'm fully aware of that.

Of course you are.

You are a prudent man.

Well, see you later, Elder Brother.

Please send my regards to the cute apprentice of yours.

Welcome home, sir.

That stray cat came over here again?

I'm sorry. It's because I gave it some food.

It's not your responsibility, Gray.

Hey, you.

Don't get on the sofa with those filthy paws!

Out of the way, stupid cat!

Damn you—

S-Sir?

Um, anyway...

If you have something to say, wait until after my smoke.

All right.

They really are a worthless bunch.

Damn old men... They told me to declare whose side I'm on!

Whose side you are on?

The Mages of the Clock Tower are always fighting in a power struggle.

Who are the allies and foes of the Modern Magecraft Theories department?

They said they wanted me to decide soon.

But sir,

are you going to fight someone?

Shit!

Oh, pardon me.

I am only a substitute Lord.

I don't have the skills to match the rank.

If I had the time to get some conspiracies moving around,

I'd rather use that time to polish up my own skills.

Sir...

But damn all them evil spirits!

Mages who've forgotten the righteous path of pursuit can all be cursed and rot in Hell!

Sir, by the way,

Mr. Willes from the Spiritual Evocation department wanted you to submit those reports.

Why didn't you mention that to me sooner?

I'm terribly sorry.

You did mention to wait until after your smoke.

That was my mistake.

Let's go, lady.

Once again, Gray-tan's scent today is beautiful, soft, yet cold...

What do you think, Flat?

Le Chien, your personality changes when it concerns Gray.

I personally think our instructor is cuter.

That's like comparing the scents of perfume and steak.

Completely meaningless.

Which one's the steak?

Wait, Flat!

It's our instructor's scent.

A-Are you all right, sir?

Please get a hold of yourself! The wound is shallow!

They got me. A counter-curse.

Remember how I cursed them earlier?

Mages who've forgotten the righteous path of pursuit can all be cursed and rot in Hell!

Of course, that was meaningless mudslinging,

but those monsters at the Clock Tower won't miss a chance like that,

and promptly return a counter-curse.

Dammit! I was just breaking into that jacket, too.

Now it's a terrible mess.

I'll brush it up later.

Please do.

Sorry, but I have to hurry on ahead. If you could clean up—

Sir!

Are you all right, Professor Absolute Territory Magician?

I'm fine!

And don't call people by completely useless nicknames!

It's an honorific.

That's even worse!

Would he have been happier

with "#4 on the Clock Tower Female Students' Most Sought-After Men list"?

In your case, you're not doing this intentionally which makes it all the more worse.

Dammit!

It's swollen.

Don't touch it, stupid cat!

There was a pain-killing herb on that shelf, wasn't there?

Yes.

Many a Lord in the Clock Tower!

But this is the only one who'd have his banter counter-cursed

and roll around in agony!

Add!

Stop that.

Oh, brother.

At least it's a good thing I only grazed against some automatic defenses.

Is that how things work?

It's like tripping an alarm system.

They probably don't even realize that they had been cursed. Hey, wait!

Damn you—

Sir!

A trade show of stupidity!

Are you all right?

Yeah.

Was it something important?

Yeah. I bought these shoes using all of my first paycheck from the Clock Tower.

I will polish them for you.

Though, there may be a few scratches left behind.