Magician in Type-Moon

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Matouchi pondered the current situation.

When she arrived, Aozaki Touko had already transmitted some information to Matou Ike through a spell before her death.

He now knows about the role of the Dead Apostles in Araya Sōren's plan.

Although the original Blood Ring was divided into two, each held by one party.

This seems fair.

However, one point is worth noting.

That is, the investigation into another part of Araya Sōren's plan is still in the preliminary survey stage.

He and Aozaki Touko still don't know how far Araya Sōren has come in the past two months.

How much time is left before it reaches the final stage of using Ryougi Shiki to unlock the root?

There is virtually no such intelligence.

Although the high school girl's suicide case provided them with an important clue—the orthodox Catholic aristocratic girls' school, Liyuan.

But it's ultimately just a direction.

After all, reality isn't always a straight path to Rome; following this direction might lead you into a dead end.

The current situation is extremely favorable for Araya Sōren and the others.

Most of his belongings are still hidden beneath the sea.

"Sometimes when the situation is too clear, it's not a good thing. It's just that you don't know whether it's good or bad."

Matou Ike sighed and took out a translucent white ring tinged with blood red from his pocket.

Three worm-like shadows faintly appeared on the ring, constantly changing positions around it, seemingly chasing each other endlessly.

The portion of Idea Blood belonging to Shirai Rio is sealed within it.

"Beelzebub shouldn't be in a hurry to deal with me right now, so why should I worry about it? It was a decision I made a long time ago. When did I become the kind of person who hesitates?"

Matou Ike smiled.

He suddenly exerted force with his right hand, which was gripping the blood-white ring.

In an instant, a blood-red phantom burst forth from the shattered ring.

Matouchi felt a rolling sensation in her abdomen.

A feeling of hunger arose spontaneously.

Matouike suddenly sensed something and turned her gaze back to the ruins of the place called Garan no Doraemon.

......

Araya Sōren was panting heavily at the moment, although Matou Ike's magic had been dealt with by Genki Sōgetsu beside him.

However, initiating this level of communication of authority still requires a certain process.

Therefore, before Xuanwu Gaoyue could take effect, he could only rely on his inherent barrier to withstand these starlight spots.

Just as he bent down to pick up the head that had rolled off the ground.

Sudden changes occur.

The air began to ripple and swirl, and the strands of hair on Keita's head were lifted by the gale, weaving into intricate and mysterious patterns in mid-air.

The crimson light seemed to slip through the overlapping arcs, slowly seeping into all the holes on the head like sweet rain.

Eyes, nose, ears, mouth.

The body began to swell further, as if it had been squeezed into a ball by an unseen hand and forcibly stuffed into a container, and several scarlet lines appeared on the surface of the skin.

Keita Minato's original appearance was no longer visible; in its place was an absolutely beautiful face.

The remaining body parts are reassembling in the spraying blood mist.

Sōren Araya suppressed the thrill he felt when that stunningly beautiful face appeared, grabbed Genmū Sōgetsu and forcibly extracted magic power from her body, frantically activating the inherent barrier.

Disappeared in place.

Chapter 256 Trading

Fuyuki City.

Yuanzang Mountain, Liudong Temple.

Ryudouji Temple, which was destroyed in the Holy Grail War last year, has been miraculously rebuilt this spring.

Logically speaking, it would be impossible for Japan to complete such a large-scale restoration project of ancient buildings in such a short period of time.

Given the temple’s history and its unique architectural structure, the restoration process required not only complex planning and design, but also the reconstruction of a large amount of precious materials and the exquisite craftsmanship of artisans.

According to the normal approval process, the Fuyuki City government has just begun to review the application for restoration funds, and the architects' plans should still be on paper, awaiting further adjustments and modifications.

However, the reality was quite different—the ancient building seemed to have been reawakened overnight, as if it had never experienced the ravages of war.

Inside the innermost room of Ryudong Temple, the air was so still that time seemed to stand still.

The bamboo grove outside the window swayed gently in the wind, rustling softly. Occasionally, a withered leaf or two would drift down and land on the stone steps in front of the house, breaking the tranquility of this ancient temple.

Inside the room, two figures sat cross-legged, with a Go board in front of them.

On the Go board, black and white stones are intertwined, and the game has long since devolved into a complex layout, with both sides' stones densely spread out in the four corners and center of the board.

One of them was dressed in a black robe with a leather belt around his waist, adorned with feathers, and wearing a crown.

It was the one who judged this world—Qin Shi Huang.

The man sitting opposite him, holding a white chess piece, had messy white hair combed back, a robust and powerful physique, and although his face was marked by the passage of time, his youthful spirit made him seem to be only in his fifties.

If anyone from the Mage's Association were here, they would recognize him as the former Grand Marshal of the Magic Path, "Jewel King" Kyshua Zelrich Schbein'ogu, whom they had been unable to contact since before the Holy Grail War began last year.

"I'm not playing anymore, I'm not playing anymore. This is something from your place. If it were chess, you definitely wouldn't be a match for me!"

The gray-haired old man suddenly became like a child, throwing a tantrum as he faced defeat on the chessboard, immediately trying to find reasons to justify his loss.

"Chess? I know a little about that too," the referee said with a smile.

"...Never mind, business comes first." The Gemstone Elder gave an awkward smile. "The first god has landed, and the others will probably be itching to get going once they see this."

Gemstone Elder looked out into the distance, which was in the direction of Guanbuzi City.

The adjudicator smiled calmly at the jeweler:

"Of course, those guys won't just sit idly by and watch the one who wields Gluttony fall before them, after all, Gluttony is the most likely authority to devour the whole cake."

“That’s why you made a deal with Him, right? After all, His purpose is relatively simple, and it can also make the other guys anxious to get involved,” Kishua Zelrich nodded in reply.

"Yes, only by posing a real threat to them can we make them panic and allow us to remain more composed," Qin Shi Huang nodded in response.

"I just didn't expect Him to choose to land as a True Ancestor, which has caused me quite a bit of trouble." Gemstone Elder blinked, looking like he had a headache.

"Zhu Yue? That is indeed a problem, but isn't this your fault?"

"...How can this be just my problem? That guy wants to dominate the whole world. As things stand, you are his biggest competitor," the Gem Elder snorted.

Zhu Yue is a mess, and both of them want to pass the buck to the other.

"I have no desire to rule the world, so the contradiction you mentioned never existed in the first place."

Upon hearing this, Zelrich retorted irritably:

"You bastard, it was clearly your plan that led to this situation, and now you want to wash your hands of it? No way!"

"I will provide you with some assistance in this matter, that's naturally no problem." Faced with the old man's petulant dissatisfaction, the First Emperor simply replied, "But you also need to make a statement regarding my matter."

Before the old man could answer, the First Emperor continued:

"I have already made a huge concession by letting you in. This world has now become a Lostbelt, and the possibility of being threatened by the Crimson Moon is now extremely small."

"This is a world that has been abandoned. The Counter Force has chosen Chaldea, and you have also chosen Chaldea. We should have kept to ourselves."

"Although my plan has led to the possibility of the Moon King's revival, it is ultimately unrelated to this Lostbelt that is about to be separated from the history of humankind."

"Stop, stop, stop, I understand." Gemstone Sculptor scratched his head and said with a wry smile, "I can't guarantee that the restraint force won't interfere with that matter, but I can lend you a hand when the time comes."

At this point, the First Emperor finally smiled and said, "Wouldn't it have been better if we had done this sooner? But I really didn't expect that you would be the one to act as the persuader."

Upon hearing this, the old man with the gemstone had no words to express his bitterness.

Because of Zhu Yue's involvement, the suppressor blocked him at his doorstep, forcing him to come and negotiate this issue.

But there's nothing we can do about it. He is the holder of the Second Law, and only he can easily cross the barriers of the world to reach this world.

But what was unexpected was that this world had already been forcibly decided by this figure who should have existed in history.

As a result, he was pushed out as soon as he stepped his left foot through the door.

After finally getting in, I intended to explain the situation and then slip away.

In the end, I never expected that I would be dragged into this mess myself.

When has the Second Magician, the Jewel Elder, and the former Marshal of the Magic Path ever suffered such injustice?

But there was nothing he could do; he was indeed in the wrong, and the person in front of him had made it very clear.

He chose Chaldea, thus abandoning this world line that should have naturally dissipated.

Now that the world has been saved, he has no reason to blame the savior.

Now everything is fine, and all is well.

Zhu Yue received a reply from the person in front of her regarding her matter, as for being dragged into this troublesome vortex herself.

Consider it compensation to the world.

I just hope that the chosen young man will take pity on this 2000-year-old man who has to work so hard at his age.

Let's hope it doesn't cause any major trouble.

"Now that things have been settled, I'll be leaving. After all, if I stay here any longer, some guys might notice something."

Gemstone stood up, preparing to use the second magic to break through the world barrier and return to his own alternate dimension.

The door to the space had just been slid open, and just as the Gem Elder was about to step inside, he suddenly froze.

Seeing this, the First Emperor, as the arbiter of this world, had no choice but to extend his hand and loosen his closure to the world.