All Realms: Sharing Talents Starting from Chicken Island

The thought had barely crossed his mind when he felt a dizzying sensation, as if his body was being sprayed like a fountain, and then…

No, that's an illusion. A sensation of electric current burning my brain filled my nasal cavity and the entire cranial cavity...

……

Kradir was surprisingly bloodthirsty, and Lin Yan wasn't sure if he had achieved his goal or not. He turned and glanced at Asuna, then sheathed his dragon crystal longsword and pointed to the red name above his head:

"Asuna, I'm leaving now. By the time the BOSS strategy meeting for this floor starts, my red name should be gone."

Having a red name is really a nuisance. In the original story, Kirito had interacted with Heathcliff before, but I have nothing to do with that guy.

Since he had decided to follow in the footsteps of Grandpa Tong, he was bound to show off in front of this ruthless man.

Previously, they could act openly and legitimately, such as joining the Knights of the Blood Oath.

But not anymore.

Players with red names are universally hated.

Join the Knights of the Blood Oath? Don't be ridiculous, you wouldn't even pass the interview.

"Lin Yan!"

Asuna seemed to understand Lin Yan's meaning.

To be honest, she was still a little bewildered when she saw Lin Yan so cleanly and efficiently kill the three people, but looking at Lin Yan's lonely figure...

The loneliness she imagined.

He killed someone out of desperation, and now he has to bear the consequences of that murder alone, alone and filled with lonely regret for taking another life...

“I, I… I have a small cabin in the wilderness on the 30th floor. If you don’t mind, we can rest there for a while.”

As soon as she said it, Asuna's face turned bright red.

Saying those words makes it sound like you're asking someone out.

What to do, what to do... There's no way. I was only trying to comfort Ayan. He was not only my savior, but he also brought about his own demise because of me. Although he successfully fought back and killed the enemy, it's still murder!

He became a murderer because of this!

People raised in a society governed by the rule of law must feel extremely fearful and helpless when they kill one of their own kind.

Thinking this, Asuna felt less shy and flustered, and instead became serious and earnest: "Ayan, Zheng, I still have a lot of vacation days left. I'll ask the Knights for leave. Let's go down there and rest for a while."

……

Is this considered a blessing in disguise?

Lin Yan glanced at his red name and figured that taking a break for a while wouldn't hurt.

At least wait until time washes away the bright red stain on your head.

Damn it, there are no items to remove red names in the world of Aincrad, this is so troublesome.

Because he didn't have any items to remove his red name (indicating he had a negative reputation), Lin Yan was forced to... choose to vacation with Asuna in a small villa in the countryside.

Maybe there will be some... cough cough.

Lin Yan sighed with relief that his golden finger life was finally getting on track, but on the other hand, in the Fate world, after Lin Yan decisively killed Angra Mainyu, he still felt a bit of a headache looking at the Holy Grail in his hand that had cracked and was constantly leaking magic power.

Although the Holy Grail has been obtained, due to the crack, even if one wants to make a wish, the magic power available to fulfill that wish will be reduced.

In this way, the wish is nothing more than a discounted wish.

"Master."

A cool, slightly naive voice rang in Lin Yan's ears. As the soft sofa behind him sank, another slender and beautiful figure appeared behind him.

Rider Medusa, with the same pale purple hair as Medea but a more voluptuous figure, obediently lowered her head.

"What's up?"

Lin Yan placed the Holy Grail on the table and looked at the newly appeared, complete Command Seals on his wrist, feeling somewhat troubled.

Killing Angra Mainyu, purifying and obtaining the Holy Grail was not difficult, even somewhat easy; he was killed in just a couple of sword strikes.

It was for this reason that Ilya, dressed in her celestial gown, stopped her sacrifice at the last moment. Her beautiful face was filled with a blank expression as she watched Lin Yan use magic to create the Evil Embryo, and then effortlessly conjure a sword light that seemed capable of destroying everything. (End of Chapter)

Chapter 312 The Method to Repair the Holy Grail

Medusa became Lin Yan's familiar willingly and voluntarily as the price for sparing Matou Sakura's life after killing Angra Mainyu.

Without using relics, the summoned Heroic Spirit is often the one with the best compatibility with oneself. It is precisely because of this that the Medusa summoned by Matou Sakura in her blank form and her relationship formed a life-and-death friendship in a very short time.

It has to be said that the friends chosen by the Throne of Heroes are reliable. Even when Matou Sakura fell to the end, almost completely consumed by her evil side, and went so far as to want to destroy the entire world, Medusa still wanted to save her life at the last moment.

In return, her Command Seal is now on Lin Yan's wrist.

"I think Master can seek help from the Einzbern family, the creators of the Holy Grail, regarding this matter."

Lin Yan looked at the Holy Grail beside him.

He had considered finding someone to repair it. As his most trusted magician, Medea, after examining the Holy Grail, regretfully stated that to repair it, the existing Holy Grail would have to be returned to the Fuyuki City ley line node at Ryudou Temple, allowing the power of the ley lines to continue to nurture for several decades. Then, during the next Holy Grail War, the new Holy Grail would be reborn on top of the old one, not only perfect but also even more powerful.

"Einzbern?"

Medusa's reminder gave Lin Yan a sudden realization.

Although there are no longer any truly human beings in the entire Einzberngar, and even Ilya is only a half-doll, this does not prove anything.

Although the Einzbern family has faded into obscurity, the Seven Powers are still a force to be reckoned with.

"It just so happens that Ilya still owes me a life-saving favor." Lin Yan stood up, took the Holy Grail in his hand, and turned to leave the room.

It's still daytime, but so what?

Lin Yan applied a cognitive barrier to himself, lightly touched the eaves with his toes, and his body leaped up like a cannonball.

After observing the entire city of Fuyuki from the air and identifying the places where magical energy converged, they went to confirm them one by one.

It's really inconvenient that there's no WeChat here. You have to run around to find someone, which is nothing like how convenient it is in later times.

During the Holy Grail War, everyone can easily create a group chat, send a message, arrange a meal, etc., making everything convenient.

What, "Red Archer, you must be the songstress, right? I'll be waiting for you on Fuyuki Street, and I'll rake your Reality Marble all over the place..."

Or, "Give him a job, ignore that~"

……

Just imagining the possibility of a different mirror image made Lin Yan want to laugh.

However, there are also advantages.

Without WeChat Moments, people can only chat privately at most.

If they hear a sound, they'll say it's because the gas next door exploded last night; if they see something, they'll say it's because the mushrooms they ate last night weren't cooked properly, and they even saw gods flying in the sky...

If we have social media and smartphones continue to evolve so that we can take photos anytime, anywhere, who knows, someone might get photographed while flying in the sky.

As is widely known, the Holy Grail War is held in secret.

Meanwhile, in the Einzbern family, Ilya, dressed in a pristine white gown, received Lin Yan with great ceremony, following the traditional aristocratic etiquette of a magician's family.

Although there was no one else here, and Ilya was the only direct descendant left in the entire Einzbern family, she still maintained excellent manners and was not as casual as she was outside.

This respectful atmosphere made Lin Yan take things a bit more seriously.

After all, whether the Holy Grail can be repaired, and whether the Einzbern family can obtain the research results on the Holy Grail and the Black Mud, is very important to whether Lin Yan can keep Medea and Artoria.

This matter is of utmost importance; even the Holy Grail, no matter how powerful, can only grant one wish. This wish is reserved for Artoria's Britain, but for Medea, this means that Artoria and Medea can only remain in the mortal world as familiars.

Moreover, the perfect revelation achieved by the cracked Holy Grail must have been compromised...

"The Holy Grail?"

After Lin Yan explained his purpose, Ilya's eyes lit up.

As the owner of the Holy Grail, and with a powerful magician by his side, Lin Yan could clearly sense a profound connection between Ilya and the Holy Grail.

The way to make contact is through the Holy Grail fragments from the Fourth Holy Grail War that exist within Illya's body.

"Yes, I hope to repair this Holy Grail and find a way to give heroic spirits a physical body in the mortal world."

"How's the doll?"

After thinking for a moment, Ilya said in her childish voice, "If we use a doll and a powerful magic gem as its power core, we can even create immortal life forms."

"What I want are living, breathing human beings." Lin Yan shook his head.

Ilya pouted. She was small, and she swayed her body as she jumped down from the high chair, then circled around Lin Yan with her hands behind her back.

"Big brother, isn't Ilya alive enough as she is?"

"Can you tell it's a doll?"

Lin Yan had long known that a significant portion of Ilya's body was a doll, and even Ilya's mother was a masterpiece of doll magic from the Einzbern family.

"I can't tell at all." But since Ilya had taken the initiative to promote herself as a sample, Lin Yan didn't mind reaching out and pinching Ilya's cheek, and then extending a finger to lift Ilya's chin.

She was like the most delicate flower in spring, full of vitality. Although she looked a little young, the light shining in her eyes possessed a wisdom and intelligence beyond her years.

As a magician, Ilya's appearance was exquisite, like a meticulously crafted porcelain doll. Her skin was as white as snow, with a faint blush, as if it could drip water at the slightest touch. Her face was slightly moist and lovely, her nose was small and delicate with a slightly upturned tip, her eyebrows were curved like a crescent moon, and her long eyelashes fluttered gently like butterfly wings, revealing an indescribable playfulness and liveliness.

Her hair was a soft white, slightly curly, and draped over her shoulders, making her look exceptionally pretty.