Kenneth could guess with one guess that this matter was related to the Holy Grail War again. After all, at this juncture, the only thing that so urgently required this corner of the cloak was the upcoming Holy Grail War.
The Holy Grail War... At the thought of it, Kenneth pursed his lips. In any case, the events of that year could not be said to have been so pleasant. But the matter of the King of Conquerors' cloak corner being stolen could not be left alone. After all, if a Heroic Spirit like the King of Conquerors were to appear again in the Holy Grail War, he would definitely be a great enemy.
The most important thing was that it was his own thing. How could he let someone just steal it away? Wouldn't he lose a lot of face?
It was just that Kenneth really didn't want to go back to the Clock Tower right now. He really wanted to scold his cheap student, Waver, over the phone. After all, that corner of the King of Conquerors' cloak was something this cheap student had actively requested to look after. This was the so-called "looking after"? Looking after it to the point of it being directly stolen.
Although, the person who could steal this corner of the cloak from the Clock Tower was definitely no ordinary person or even a team. After all, with the development of the times, teams like this were really becoming more and more common.
Just as Kenneth was hesitating whether to return to the Clock Tower, he happened to look up and see Aslan. Doesn't Aslan like to run around outside? It was a perfect time to entrust this mission to him.
"Yo, it's been a long time, Aslan. I have a mission I'd like to entrust to you. Money is not a problem. What's more, you're probably still going to participate in and intervene in the Holy Grail War, right? It just so happens that to prevent the enemy from summoning a powerful Heroic Spirit, I think you also need to make a trip. You should have heard, right? That cheap student of mine actually lost the catalyst of the King of Conquerors..."
Kenneth adjusted the glasses he wore to be more fashionable. At the same time, he straightened his own increasingly fashionable clothes. He still had that same pitiful expression on his face. But even with a pitiful expression, he had learned from models to look both melancholic and elegant.
"Although I know you probably don't care much about the King of Conquerors, it's much better for him to not be summoned than to be summoned, right?"
Kenneth winked at Aslan. As a Lord of the Clock Tower, he could, of course, also see that this hero from the distant past before him seemed to be worrying about something recently. No matter what, the reason for his worry was because of the Holy Grail War. As long as the enemies in the Holy Grail War weren't too strong, this hero wouldn't be so worried.
Indeed, faced with what Kenneth said, Aslan was somewhat interested. The most important thing was that if the King of Conquerors was not summoned, it was indeed much better than him being summoned. The King of Conquerors' Ionioi Hetairoi was truly a troublesome thing.
Speaking of which, Sakura and Shinji should be in Great Britain during this time, purchasing some rare metals. He could have the two of them investigate first, and he would rush over as fast as he could.
"I'll take your commission. Also, Kenneth, I'd like to ask you for a favor. During this time, please help me pay attention to any special circumstances, whether it's special events or special people. I always have a feeling that a storm is coming..."
Although Kenneth felt that he might be making a fuss over nothing, or overthinking it, he suddenly remembered that the one before him was no ordinary person. It was precisely because of this that this person would not so easily feel panic in his heart. If this person really felt it, then perhaps something really would happen in the future. After all, he, Kenneth, was just a human, not some diviner, not some astrologer. It was precisely because of this that he had no way of predicting what would happen in the future. And if something major really happened, even an astrologer might not be able to see it through.
"I understand. Since that's the case, I will help you investigate thoroughly. However, I cannot guarantee that I can definitely find it. After all, I haven't been active in the world of magi for a long time. My connections may not be able to investigate that deeply."
Aslan nodded. As long as this person helped investigate and he could get one more source of information, that was enough. If the upcoming major event could really destroy this world, then the mastermind must be hidden very deep. It was definitely not someone whose tail could be so easily caught. But, if the enemy was preparing for the "exam," in the end, they would surely also jump out during the Holy Grail War.
Temporarily putting this matter aside, Aslan, with his backhand, began to call Sakura. Sakura, who had received the message, handed the information she had received to her nominal brother, Shinji, who was beside her.
Perhaps because of her exposure to scientific research, Sakura seemed to have become more introverted. Not the gentle kind of introversion, but a calm introversion. She even showed a bit of a "three-no" (no-emotion, no-expression, no-words) personality. But perhaps it was because it was a rare occasion to see his own sister—a nominal sister, with no blood relation—that Shinji was unexpectedly tolerant of Sakura.
What does it look like to dote on someone? You can see it all in this brother and sister.
So after seeing the information Sakura handed him, Shinji, without a second word, got into the car, put on his special glasses, opened the computer he carried with him, and then began to invade the surrounding information network, filtering all the information in the network until he found the useful part.
Of course, most of it was investigating in the dark web known to magi. With the development of modern technology, the dark web known to magi had naturally also come into being. Most of it was for selling information. Of course, the main users of this network were still some young magi and a large number of magus mercenaries. But it was also precisely this kind of people from whom it was easier to get information. The former, because they were young, would always have the possibility of letting something slip. As for the latter, as long as you paid, you could get information.
Very quickly, someone gave a piece of information. It seemed that a magus from a certain fallen family had bought a collection of information on the location of a powerful catalyst. As for who that fallen magus was, as a former client of the information broker, that still needed to be kept secret.
However, since he knew it was a magus from a fallen family, the scope of the screening would become much smaller. As long as he investigated which of those fallen families' magi had spent a large sum of money to transfer to an unknown account, he could lock onto a few targets.
In the end, only two magi appeared on the computer screen. Next, as long as he tracked down who this strange account belonged to, he could find the mercenary group. Then, by invading the surveillance network and locking onto their facial features, the enemy's location would come into view.