All Realms: Sharing Talents Starting from Chicken Island

However, Lin Yan's villainous mentality was nothing unusual; he was brimming with confidence. All that was missing was a background music track: how lonely it is to be invincible…

Stopping his random thoughts for the moment, Lin Yan opened his right hand, and in an instant, a magic circle appeared out of thin air.

This advanced application of magic was not originally so simple, but he discovered that as long as the total amount of magic was large enough, when the magic circuits were built and connected with his own consciousness, the magic he wanted and was familiar with would definitely be generated through countless collisions of magic.

This method is similar to the Soviet Union's development of the MiG-25. As long as the engine's propulsion is powerful enough, even a lump of stainless steel can be accelerated to Mach 3.

Commonly known as: "Strong enough to make bricks fly."

"What...is this? You want to kill someone in the street? Don't dream! This is an era of the rule of law..."

Shinji Matou noticed that magic circles were slowly rotating above his head and below his feet, and he finally began to panic. He brandished his Command Seals, but his anxious attempts to summon the Servant by consuming the Command Seals twice were futile, as the barrier isolated everything.

Even the Command Seals weren't consumed.

"stop!"

No matter what, Shinji Matou is Shirou Emiya's friend.

He picked up the stick again, enhanced his magic by constructing and unfolding a magic circuit, and the stick in his hand suddenly became harder than steel.

Lin Yan didn't bother with any more words. The silhouette of the black sword in his hand flashed by, and the aura of destruction and annihilation within it sent chills down the spines of everyone present.

Even the numb Matou Sakura had a moment of clarity.

As the sword energy descended, two magic circles, one above and one below, emitted a rich life force, warmly enveloping Matou Shinji.

One sword, cut in half at the waist!

Strangely, not a single drop of blood flowed from the spot where the person was cut in half.

Shinji Matou cried out in anguish for help.

Following the tearing sensation of sharp sword energy cutting through flesh came unbearable, intense pain.

It felt as if the blood was burning inside, every muscle in the body was spasming uncontrollably, the nerve endings were sending out signals of despair, the brain was overwhelmed by pain, and all the senses were focused on this inescapable agony.

He was about to die... but then, magic began to emanate from his feet and above his head, fixing Shinji Matou's upper and lower body in mid-air respectively, with a continuous stream of magic power doing its best to maintain his vital signs.

The annihilating sword energy relentlessly devoured his body, bringing him excruciating pain as if being gnawed by thousands of ants. Yet, even as he wailed and screamed, tears streaming down his face, he could not change the situation in the slightest.

"Wail, suffer, groan!"

Lin Yan chuckled twice, then realized that his laughter was too ugly, so he stopped.

"Ahem, Shirou Emiya, you can't possibly save Shinji Matou. Before this performance ends, you might as well ask Sakura Matou what that beast Shinji Matou did to her."

With a flick of his finger, Lin Yan snapped the wooden stick that Shirou Emiya had reinforced. Shirou Emiya, still essentially a high school student, was bewildered by this sudden turn of events. He looked around in confusion, his gaze finally settling on Sakura Matou's excited, pleased, and even vengeful expression.

This is……

Are you happy?

Are you happy that Shinji Matou is being tortured?

"What exactly has Shinji done?"

……

Lin Yan didn't need to worry about how the story would unfold next. In any case, the barrier wouldn't disappear until Matou Shinji was reduced to dust.

After confirming that all the Matou family members were dead, Lin Yan then instructed his temporary familiar—a crow he had just captured—to infiltrate the Matou residence.

Instead of touching the cash, they stole all the gold that was intended for reserves and as raw materials for gold refining.

To be precise, it shouldn't be considered theft; it should be considered spoils of war.

In this way, you won't even need to buy lottery tickets.

If you do the math, the current gold price in Japan is almost at a historical low, but even so, with such a large quantity, it's enough to sell for a high price of 15 million yen.

The money problem was solved immediately.

"The Command Seals on Matou Shinji's hands originate from Matou Sakura. Although it is Matou Shinji who controls Rin, Rin's magic power is indeed provided by Matou Sakura."

Returning from the bank, Lin Yan looked at the balance on his bank card and felt very happy...

Money!

The world of Fate is wonderful, but it's not as dangerous as other worlds. The power ceiling isn't very high either. More importantly, we already have game consoles now. If we develop for a few more years, we might be able to live the blissful life of a happy couch potato with girls by our side again!

Honestly, if I were to transmigrate to another world and live a life of starting from zero, facing several supermodel witches and a protagonist who is the author's favorite, it would be impossible to do whatever I wanted.

That thing was heavily protected and could never die. Even Lin Yan, who had a system, wanted to report it for cheating.

Or perhaps we're talking about the world of One-Punch Man...

As the officially designated ceiling of combat power, an existence that cannot be surpassed, even Lin Yan in his current state cannot withstand more than a few rounds of a serious punch.

Unlike myself now, I not only have heroic spirit girls on both sides, but also a promising future in a few years, and all kinds of games to play.

Ah, this must be the most wonderful world!

……

Achoo!

Having transmigrated into a hentai world, Lin Yan, who was applying sunscreen to a naked girl on the beach, sneezed and awkwardly touched his nose.

"What's wrong, Ayan?"

The girl with a good figure and wheat-colored skin turned around with a smile and gave her a charmingly disdainful look.

"It's nothing, maybe someone is missing me."

He smiled and said, "Now that we've finished applying sunscreen to the back, let's apply it to the other areas..."

"Ugh, you jerk Yan, someone might come here later..."

Amidst the laughter, a warm breeze swept across the azure waves, the golden sand, and the shadowy coconut trees.

"Oh my, this big brother's magic is really powerful."

Lin Yan felt the Command Seal burning slightly and stopped walking with great interest, turning his head to look in the direction where someone was speaking.

The voice was light and airy, and judging from the tone, it should belong to a little girl. Although it had a slightly provocative tone, it didn't sound annoying at all.

Upon seeing the speaker and the huge, blurry figure of light beside him, Lin Yan smiled slightly.

She really is a little girl.

Illya, daughter of Kiritsugu Emiya and the Einzbern family.

"Is she Illya of the Einzbern family, the Master of the Berserker?" Lin Yan smiled as he revealed the identity of the person in front of him, who could barely be described as a young girl.

"Big brother, you are truly learned and talented. It seems that the destruction of the Matou family because of you is not unjust at all."

Ilya smiled, seemingly without a trace of hostility, for she herself was a product of half-human, half-alchemy.

The Lesser Grail.

After the Third Holy Grail War, the Einzbern family learned from the repeated destruction of the Holy Grail in previous wars and transformed the Lesser Grail into a "homunculus" capable of free movement.

In other words, Illya is a projection of the Holy Grail itself, the vessel of the Holy Grail, and also its guardian.

After the Fourth Holy Grail War, a fragment of the Lesser Grail was also implanted into Sakura Matou's body by Zouken Matou. In essence, Sakura Matou and Illya are similar.

Zouken Matou implanted the Crest Worms, which were created by using a fragment of the Holy Grail as a catalyst, into Sakura's body, transforming her into an incomplete Lesser Holy Grail.

Because it was Zouken Matou's failed attempt at the Lesser Grail War, although it also had the ability to absorb the souls of defeated Servants, it was not as good as Illya.

The former is merely a poor imitation of the latter.

Lin Yan looked at the girl who would never grow up with some pity. Although there was no hostility between them, it did not stop Ilya from being on high alert.

Behind her, Berserker, derived from Hercules, the greatest hero in the hearts of the Greeks in Greek mythology, is also ready to strike at any moment.

The Berserker class, at the cost of losing a portion of their sanity, possesses the most powerful strength among the seven Servants. Fighting now would end badly for neither side; the best outcome would be to greet each other and then pretend not to see one another.

"The Holy Grail War is not as simple as you think. You'd better be wary of any forces other than the remaining six Servants."

Before leaving, Lin Yan kindly gave a reminder.

Back home, Artoria and Medea were sitting at the dining table, each with a cake in front of them.

When Lin Yan returned, Medea greeted him with a smile, while Artoria felt a little guilty and simply stood up to say hello to him.

This morning, the first thing she noticed when she woke up was that someone had covered her with a blanket. Otherwise, the bed would have been a complete mess; she would have been lucky if she hadn't turned the Medea next to her into a pillow.

And his embarrassing state seemed to have been seen... no, it was completely seen, which was quite awkward.

"I met the Masters of Berserker and Rider today," Lin Yan shared with a smile.

"This Holy Grail War is going to be very exciting."

When it came to serious matters, Medea and Artoria sat on either side of the dining table. Lin Yan, who was in the main seat, was clearly smiling, but their gazes seemed to be directed at a dignified lord.

His strength had completely earned the recognition and trust of the two men. Under their command, he only needed to obey orders. Even if he encountered a situation as dire as the sky falling, he should believe that Lin Yan would definitely be able to get him out of the mess unscathed.

"There are only four left in the Holy Grail War: Master Kirei Kotomine's blue lancer Cú Chulainn, Master Rin Tohsaka's red Servant Emiya, and Matou Sakura and Medusa, and Illya and Hercules."

Lin Yan shared the information he knew with the two of them, emphasizing the Inspector in the Holy Grail War, who was also the referee who blew the whistle and acted as the player's referee, the Godfather.

This person should not be underestimated; he possesses the trump card, Gilgamesh, and even Lin Yan is somewhat envious of Gate of Babylon. That enormous lump contains an endless supply of magical artifacts!

We don't even know how much gold there is.

Ahem, I digress. For a magician of noble character, money is just an external thing.