In Type-Moon, it all starts with adopting Sakura.

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Chapter 107 The Visitor

The Crowley family's forbidden area.

Inside the magic workshop, hundreds of meters above the ground.

She ended her months-long reunion with her good partner, successfully impressing him with her talent. His initial anger and worry about her leaving without a word, accompanied by her angelic charm, transformed into surprise and delight. She even made him completely forget about seeking revenge against Luo Wei.

Rafe is now obsessed with reviving mysticism, reviving the Age of Gods, and recreating that most glorious era.

After years of research in archaeology, his final solution was to recreate the miracles possessed by the Magic King. In simpler terms, this means, in modern times, just as God bestowed wisdom and divine power upon Solomon in the Age of God, to cultivate a new Magic King worthy of being called God's Chosen King, leading the remaining magicians to reclaim mystery and past glory in this mysterious and barren era.

Therefore, he formulated the "Restoration Plan of the Age of Gods," also known as the "Summoning Plan of the Seventy-Two Demon Gods" and the "Cultivation Plan for a New Generation of Magic Kings." He planned to use his accumulated knowledge and research on Solomon's magic to try to cultivate and replicate a new Magic King in this world.

The idea of ​​recreating a magic king is not just a pipe dream, it's downright fanciful.

One can imagine how much the Lord of the archaeology department twitched when he saw the proposal and funding application that Rafe had submitted.

Magic and mystery have gradually declined from the age of gods to the golden age of the Renaissance, and now to a barren era. The power and mystery of magic have been weakened countless times. Many magical geniuses have indeed emerged during this period, but none have truly become a chosen one like the King of Magic.

So when Rafe proposed to re-select and cultivate a Magic King in this era, everyone in the know couldn't help but feel that the plan was really too abstract...

Putting aside the question of where to find the endless wisdom God bestowed upon them, the very foundation of Solomon's demon summoning magic has long been lost. With the current level of demon summoning, let alone the seventy-two demons, even ordinary demon summoning has become extremely difficult.

So how did you conjure up Solomon out of thin air? As a result, Rafe was labeled a madman and began to be despised by all magicians. Later, he lost all support from the Clock Tower and could only gradually figure things out by relying on his vague inspiration.

In fact, not only those monarchs, but even Rafe himself didn't know why he thought this outrageous plan was feasible. But his soul kept telling him, and his intuition kept reminding him that he had to do it, that he had to revive the mystical, because that was his mission.

The foundation of demon summoning is indeed a major problem.

However, Rafe himself found the whole thing somewhat surreal, but he never expected that his instinctive actions would actually come true.

It was all just fragmented information gathered from incomplete demon tomes and summoning disks around the world. Let alone replicating it, could these things even be used? Were they even authentic? These were all questions. Yet, without anyone knowing the full story, Rafe spent years in his basement and actually managed to roughly replicate most of Solomon's demon summoning disk.

The so-called madman, a whimsical man, Rafe, achieved, without anyone knowing, an astonishing feat comparable to Aozaki Touko's recreation of the Nordic runic disc and the puppet magic of the medieval Golden Age.

This miracle, which even he himself didn't know how he had accomplished, successfully gave Rafe a certain amount of confidence, making him believe that his plan might actually work.

After all, if you want to create a Magic King, these iconic elements are indispensable.

But at this very moment, his funding completely dried up, forcing Rafe to seek sponsorships and funding to support his research.

However, even when he claimed that he had indeed completed a replica of a part unique to the Magic King, and that his plan was feasible and would definitely succeed if given more time and money, the old sarcasm came back again.

All the monarchs thought he had gone completely mad upon hearing what he said, so they ignored him and chose to shut him out, telling him to go back and fend for himself.

Although Rafe wanted to prove that he wasn't crazy and wasn't lying, he simply couldn't afford such a large-scale magical experiment as summoning demons and gods without the funds and space.

Rafe was also well aware that he was not the chosen king and that it would be very difficult for him to succeed in this ritual.

Unable to prove himself and receiving no understanding, Rafe gradually succumbed to the pressure, even contemplating giving up or ending his own life. However…

The timely appearance of that young man became a ray of light in his heart.

“I believe you, Mr. Rafe. I look forward to the world you’ve described, and I’m willing to help you.”

This is what the other person said when he was on the verge of despair. And it pulled him out of the mire of despair.

Lowe's timely appearance and recognition successfully revived Rafe, who had been utterly despondent, and gave him new hope.

He scrutinized the young man before him. Although Rowe was only a teenager at the time, his talent yet to be revealed, merely a novice at the [Opening Stage] of the magical path, Rafe sensed something in him that set him apart from other magicians. From that moment on, he regarded this young man as a close friend despite their age difference, a true confidant. And he devised a bold plan.

That is, he decided on the Magic King in advance to be Luo Wei. He wanted to give Luo Wei everything he had and all his achievements. He wanted to help Luo Wei become the chosen king and save the world. This was the greatest way he could repay the world.

The contract he signed was different from the one prepared for Aozaki Touko.

He imposed many constraints on himself, one of which was that of a king who would never betray him, namely Rowe Crowley, whom he would do everything in his power to help him become the true King of Magic until the end of his life.

He could be said to have sold the rest of his life to Lo Wei, but he didn't regret it.

To be able to revive the mystery, to gain an understanding person, and to enable that understanding person to become the King of Magic—this in itself is the greatest happiness for him.

only……

Rafe never expected that the new generation of King Solomon he was preparing to cultivate would actually be a descendant of that mad magician from a hundred years ago, and would begin studying the terrifying tome "The Book of Law" belonging to that madman.

Upon learning of this, Rafe was initially worried and surprised, even fearing that Rowe would be harmed by the evil book. He offered to decipher it himself, arguing that Rowe, as the future King of Magic, didn't need to risk his life. He also urged Rowe to abandon Aleister's possessions and focus on the path of his research institute, Roman, to become the new King of Magic.

After all, how could Aleister compare to Solomon?

However, the impact of the Book of Law on him was no less than that of King Solomon's wisdom. Only after deciphering it could he understand why Aleister was being hunted down by the Church of Saints and the Magicians' Guild.

The other party is a madman, a madman beyond genius, who fused the religious magic foundation with the Western magic foundation, and then almost negated both, creating his own unique magic foundation. The more he studied it, the more alarmed he became, but Rafe still helped Lovi extract an almost impossible spell from it, intending to use it to make Lovi give up and continue to replicate Solomon's miracle with him.

however……

He really didn't expect that Luo Wei would actually succeed. He really evolved his own sanctuary, compared himself to God, and summoned the prototype of an angel.

This result shocked and amazed Rafe.

He couldn't fathom how this had succeeded.

How could the human soul possibly support a deity playing the role?

Belief, or rather self-suggestion, is indeed a prerequisite for magic, but before that, you also need to have enough resources to support this performance...

The fact that Loewe personally played the role of God and emerged unscathed is itself extremely illogical.

However, the facts were undeniable, and even he had to admit it.

"This, and this... they all need to be sealed up."

In the workshop, looking at the densely packed interview papers in front of him, which contained various plans he had written over the past few months about training Lovi to become the Magic King, as well as the collected materials and drawings of the Demon God summoning ritual, Rafe let out a long sigh.

"Sigh...do we really have to seal it away?"

At the last moment, he murmured a question to himself.

Although reluctant, Rafe gritted his teeth and resolutely packed them all into the safe.

The fruits of so many years were all buried at once. This blow would be enough to drive an ordinary magician crazy. However, Rafe is Rafe after all. He is not a person who conforms to common sense.

Even though he was still reluctant to give up summoning demons and training magicians, he had no reason to hesitate now that he had a better option.

Rafe had already figured it out: Lowe's ambition wasn't just to become the new Magic King; he wanted to become—God!!

Yes, Lovita wanted to recreate the miracles of the gods in this mysterious and barren era and become a new god.

This plan was even more insane than the one he had proposed. He now understood why Luo Wei and he were so compatible: they were both people who were not understood by this era.

But this suited him perfectly, because to accomplish extraordinary feats, one needs this kind of momentum.

Becoming the Magic King was to lead the revival of mystery. But if Lo Wei truly becomes a god, then there's no need for revival, because he is a god. As long as gods exist, this era will be the Age of Gods, and mystery will naturally return to its former glory in an era with gods.

For him, the outcome is the same.

Isn't it just changing the Magician's target to the Holy Son?

It's just that they turned the "Seventy-two Demon Gods" into the "Four Guardian Angels," right?

The Temple of Solomon will be transformed into a new artificial celestial realm.

It's not a big problem, not a big problem at all...

As long as I succeed, it doesn't matter what happens; it's just a different goal.

Revive the Age of Gods, and then help your friends become gods.

These two goals can be pursued simultaneously for Rafe.

"Hmph, the Seventy-Two Demon Gods?"

He muttered to himself, then gave a cold laugh. Finally, without any more hesitation, he stuffed the last document in his hand into the box and sealed it away completely.

At the same time, he completely lost faith in the original seventy-two demon gods.

"—You idiot, what are you doing?!"

'Rafe! You useless bastard, how could you abandon the plan to restore the King because of that kid?!'

'Flauros, you damned, useless traitor! How dare you betray us, the seventy-two demons!'

Just as he put down the documents in his hand and completely abandoned the project.

Suddenly, he felt a dizzying sensation before his eyes, followed by a cacophony of angry curses and wails that echoed in Rafe's ears and mind.

For a moment, Rafe seemed to see countless fleshy pillars with scarlet eyes staring intently at him, posing questions that went straight to his soul.

But the next moment.

Buzzing—!

The four angelic pillars in the workshop erupted with blinding, four-colored light, pulling Rafe's consciousness out of his hallucination and preventing the wildly twisting pillars from further distracting him.

In just a moment, Rafe's thoughts returned to reality.

"Whoosh... What is this?!"

Back in reality, Rafe looked horrified and started backing away, accidentally breaking a few cups and knocking over the bookshelf behind him.

But when he came to his senses, he realized that nothing seemed to have happened. He hadn't gone to a strange hall, and there were no messy flesh pillars around him. Everything just now seemed to be an illusion, and he was still in his laboratory.

"An illusion..."

Touching the cold sweat that had broken out on his body, Rafe let out a long breath and muttered to himself.

"But this is too realistic! What's with those pillars and the questioning?"

Suddenly, he remembered Luo Wei's advice.

If I continue this research, problems will definitely arise.