In the Clock Tower's office, Bartholoi was buried in reviewing intelligence sent by her subordinates.
The Bartholoi family had long been dedicated to dealing with Dead Apostles. As current family head, Bartholoi Lorelei naturally inherited this mission.
As the pinnacle mage of the Clock Tower, Bartholoi had even successfully eliminated two Dead Apostle Ancestors, with illustrious battle achievents. In terms of strength alone, she indeed had capital to make people fear.
Just as she reviewed intelligence about Dead Apostles, the room's door was opened from outside—this made Bartholoi frown.
She was a very conservative person who valued rules highly, so she never allowed anyone to push open her door without permission.
She raised her head to look at the figure entering through the door, then froze.
Standing at the doorway was Zuke—however, Bartholoi didn't recognize him, instead recognizing Waver standing behind Zuke.
Although Bartholoi looked down on Waver's inferior bloodline, Waver currently acted as El-lloi's Lord position and represented a force not to be underestimated in the Mage's Association.
Yet now Waver stood like a servant behind Zuke, clearly viewing Zuke as the central figure for speaking, imdiately angering Bartholoi.
In Bartholoi's creed, bloodline and status were unshakeable. How could Lord El-lloi be so respectful to soone of unknown origin, even to the point of groveling?
Just as she opened her mouth to rebuke, an ominous feeling ca from ahead.
Due to long-term combat with Dead Apostles, Bartholoi wasn't just a scholar conducting closed-door research at the Clock Tower—her combat experience was very rich.
Even in the Mage's Association headquarters, Bartholoi always maintained vigilance. Her body had quite a few warning and defensive techniques.
In that instant just now, she felt sothing invisible rush into her warning range. Her entire body issued warnings, telling her to quickly evade.
Without ti to think, Bartholoi flashed from her original position, jumping away. Her speed was so fast one couldn't tell she was still a young woman.
Whoosh—!
And the instant she dodged, a faint wind sound ca from before her—of course Bartholoi couldn't see that it was actually "Blackbird Lovers" thrown by Zuke flying past her.
"Oh?"
Zuke raised an eyebrow, watching Bartholoi dodge "Blackbird Lovers" with interest.
Although "Blackbird Lovers'" speed wasn't fast, as a Stand it couldn't be seen by most people in this world, even if Bartholoi's strength was strong.
Just now when Zuke, led by Waver, found other Lords, without exception he'd released "Blackbird Lovers" at them, and they'd all failed to dodge or even notice.
That Bartholoi could sense abnormality from "Blackbird Lovers'" faint, nearly imperceptible wind sound and decisively dodge showed quite rich combat experience.
However, she could only barely dodge "Blackbird Lovers'" speed. In Zuke's view, this still didn't constitute a threat.
"...It's an enemy!"
After dodging "Blackbird Lovers," Bartholoi imdiately made a judgnt and, gritting her teeth, drew a whip-like weapon from her waist.
Zuke sensed that whip gathered large amounts of magical energy and should also be so magical artifact—moreover, that magical energy's nature clearly resembled "cutting."
"Is Bartholoi's attribute wind?"
Because Bartholoi had few scenes in "Tsukihi," although Zuke rembered such a person existed, he couldn't recall her specific settings clearly.
However, judging from the magical energy gathered in Bartholoi's whip, if she could release this move, she should be able to instantly cut through the entire room, enough to turn this enclosed room into an open-air balcony.
"The Mage's Association will be mine afterward. Better not cause too much damage here."
Although even if Bartholoi released her technique and cut this place to pieces, it wouldn't threaten Zuke at all.
But after all, as long as he controlled Bartholoi, Zuke would be equivalent to controlling all the Mage's Association's Lords, substantially controlling the Mage's Association and making this his territory.
Since that was the case, Zuke didn't want the Clock Tower to have a chunk cut off by this person.
"Blackbird: The World!"
Zuke activated "The World's" ability, stopping ti the mont before Bartholoi released her magical power.
Instantly, Bartholoi, still angrily swinging her whip, froze in place. The air stopped flowing. The raging "wind" also stilled like a sleeping child.
Walking before Bartholoi, Zuke grabbed her, then jumped out of the room, instantly teleporting to a nearby forest.
Because the Clock Tower was originally in London's outskirts, Zuke was too lazy to run far and just randomly found a nearby forest, placing Bartholoi on the ground. The entire process took only one second.
"Then ti begins to flow."
The next mont, the surrounding air beca turbulent. Under Bartholoi's control, the violent "wind" swept like a tornado, cutting all surrounding trees at the waist.
Wind blades also continuously struck Zuke's body like sharp weapons.
Of course, forget breaking Zuke's skin—with Zuke deliberately protecting himself with "ki," they couldn't even tear his clothes.
"...You, what kind of monster are you!?"
Seeing Zuke completely unhard under her attack, Bartholoi was shocked and instinctively asked.
However, soon she noticed another more important matter—that was, the environnt around her seed to have suddenly changed.
She quickly raised her head to look around, only now discovering that the instant before she launched her attack, she'd still been in her office, but after launching her attack, she and Zuke had appeared outside.
"As you can see, your attacks have no effect on . However, I have no intention of destroying the Clock Tower, so I could only move you out first."
Zuke looked at the pale-faced Bartholoi and smiled as he explained.
"The other Lords have all surrendered... Bartholoi, I suggest you obediently listen. That way you can continue being your Lord. Except for having to obey my orders from now on, there'll be no changes."
"Don't joke around!"
Of course Bartholoi couldn't accept such a thing. She raised her whip and swung it at Zuke, her face showing anger.
However, her whip had just swung out when Zuke grabbed it—not knowing what thod Zuke used, Bartholoi imdiately felt the magical power in her whip disappear.
In an instant, Bartholoi felt the power in her body gradually disappearing... sothing was devouring her power.
"You seem to have misunderstood sothing. Just now giving you a choice was rely providing a thod to gracefully accept reality."
Zuke gripped Bartholoi's whip, looking at Bartholoi gradually losing power as he extracted her "life energy," and sneered.
"If you won't accept gracefully... then you'll have to suffer so pain."
Although Bartholoi's personality was overly arrogant, her appearance was still quite good.
Since Bartholoi wasn't willing to obediently submit, she could only be made to accept reality using special thods like Psykos from the Monster Association.
To be continued…
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