Or, why don’t you find another savior?

Scathach, still sitting by the stone wall, picked up the training gun placed aside and smiled silently.

At first, I accepted him as my disciple just on a whim, just to kill some boring time.

I thought he wouldn't be able to hold out for a few more moments, and I could just send him out when the time comes.

"…The result was somewhat beyond our expectations."

Life in the Shadow Kingdom (2)

Scathach is not the type of person who has a sharp tongue but a soft heart.

She is genuine and will do what she says.

Shiomi was well aware of this matter, and she didn't expect Scathach to tacitly relax the severity of the training just because she wanted to study magic to make things grow on this dead land.

Perhaps because of her excellent performance a while ago, Scathach's subsequent training was more rigorous than before.

They no longer distinguish between magic training and martial arts training, making each battle more intense.

Just as Scathach expected, Shiomi still did not complain at all during training. At most, she just sighed that she was exhausted after the training.

Then, after recovering a little, I went back to my independent research on magic.

The castle where Scathach lived was very large, large enough to accommodate an army of tens of thousands of people.

——Although the only problem is that there are no supplies here.

Shiomi chose to open up a piece of land near his residence, and tried to use magic to create plants that could bear fruit every day.

From then on, Scathach had one more thing to do to pass the time when she had nothing to do, which was to watch Shiomi working hard for this almost futile task.

Knowing that even if she spoke up to stop it, Shiomi would not stop her research, Scathach just let it go.

Failures again and again did not dampen Shiomi's spirit. After each failure, he just sat down and thought about what he should do.

Then apply the experience gained to the next attempt.

——The 137th failure.

Scathach calculated silently.

When Shiomi had tried every method he could think of and failed for the one hundred and thirty-seventh time, he finally stopped, looking a little tired, and sat there in a daze.

"Are you planning to give up?"

As the only and only spectator, Scathach asked the question.

"No, I just feel like I'm limited by the common sense of magic... If I can change my mindset a little bit, maybe I can..."

Shiomi bent his body and looked at the land that was wet by water.

"Maybe that's the case." Scathach said casually, "After all, what you are going to do is also like performing a miracle."

"Miracle……"

"That's right. Magic itself is a manifestation of miracles." Scathach nodded and continued to tell Shiomi, "I don't think I have ever told you about this. Let me add a small lesson today."

Hearing her say this, Shiomi immediately turned around and faced Scathach.

He is the only student in the Shadow Kingdom, so Scathach has no specific rules for teaching. Perhaps teaching during battle or chatting during breaks may become part of the teaching.

"Listen carefully. The miracles that humans can perform can be roughly divided into four categories: magic, rituals, mysteries, and curses. In other words, basically all miracles that can be achieved by human power, no matter what form, can be classified into these four categories in the end." Scathach stood in front of the disciples with one hand on her waist, in her usual leisurely and majestic manner, and spoke concisely, "But above this, there is a higher level, which is the power held by the gods."

"Power..." Xijian repeated this word which was not unfamiliar to him but which he had never understood in depth.

Scathach smiled at this time, "But these are all topics that need to be discussed separately, so I won't go into details here."

Her reaction made Shiomi slightly stunned, and he raised his head and stared at his master seriously.

"So Master is hinting to me...that what I am doing now is actually an attempt to recreate the act of God creating life from nothing, right?" Xi Jian swallowed and asked in some surprise.

"How is it?" Scathach just smiled, "You just want to plant a fruit tree in a place without life. With just this little ability, you want to claim that you have touched the power of God. That God is too cheap."

Having said this, Scathach turned and left.

But Xi Jian called her from behind, "What about the master? He has taken away countless lives, whether they are human, undead or gods. Such a master can definitely -"

"You've really improved. You even have the courage to mock your own master." Scathach turned her head sideways, revealing a smile that was faintly murderous, as if she would pick up a gun and kill at the next second, starting the next round of training.

Xi Jian, however, sat still and just shook his head seriously, "No, I didn't mean that, Master."

"I'm just joking." Scathach nodded, "Indeed, I have taken countless lives, and I do have great power. But listen carefully, my disciple--"

She turned around and slowly walked into the castle gate, her voice coming from the shadows.

“No matter how powerful one is, one cannot necessarily make a flower continue to grow in an impossible place.”

Shiomi couldn't help but touch the hair on his head.

He then realized that his hair had never grown long and had always maintained its original length.

Thinking of this, Xijian Tianxi stood up from the ground, looked at the land behind him, and fell into a long silence.

Then, after the next training session, Shiomi continued this miraculous research which could be considered a "taboo" to some extent.

And Scathach seemed to never get tired of watching this almost futile and stupid behavior, sometimes from the window of the room, sometimes from the city wall, and sometimes nearby.

Finally, during a nap, Scathach suddenly felt a huge vitality sprouting from a corner of the castle.

After waking up, she immediately rushed to the inevitable place.

A sapling was slowly breaking through the soil and growing at a steady pace. At this rate, Scathach would probably grow taller than Shiomi who was standing there controlling her magic power in no time.

While being surprised that her disciple had finally accomplished this, Scathach also noticed the hidden danger. She was almost knocked unconscious from behind by her master when Shiomi turned around to report the good news to her master who had come over to check the situation.

The growth rate of the sapling gradually slowed down, and finally stopped at a height of nearly two people.

Scathach ran her palm over the tree trunk as she lifted Shiomi from the ground.

"I didn't expect you to think of using yourself as nutrients to cultivate life." Scathach was both helpless and appreciative of the disciple's behavior, "I'm just sorry, I can't let you continue. Power is still too huge for a human body."

Having said this, Scathach looked at the flowers blooming on the branches again.

It's apple blossom.

"If you touch even a tiny bit of this power, it will be more difficult to kill you than to kill me."

She smiled and shook her head, then turned and left with Xiomi in her arms.

She didn't tell him about this until Shiomi left the Kingdom of Shadows.

Prologue: Lyness El-Melloi Archizolti (1)

1999 years.

Five years after the Fourth Holy Grail War.

London, Clock Tower.

"I heard that you saw Orange?"

In the reception room of the Department of Creative Science, an old lady in her seventies, holding a teacup in her wrinkled hands, asked Shiomi Tianxi, who was sitting on the sofa opposite.

"I can't say I saw it." Xijian answered perfunctorily.

Last year, he went to Tokyo to meet Aozaki Touko for some reasons. But is the current Aozaki Touko the real person or just a substitute puppet?

Even Xijian is unknown.

In fact, as early as the late 1980s, Shiomi was approached by Aozaki Touko. After all, if you pretend to be Touko's disciple, you will inevitably offend the person involved if you hang around for a long time.

So after some minor frictions, the two became acquainted.

Not only will Shiomi not participate in the mission to seal Orange, he will also use his position to pass information to Orange. Of course, Orange, who is not easy to be caught, often borrows money from Shiomi.

"What? Did you get stood up?" asked the old woman.

"No, it was just that they simply didn't get the money they asked for, and after a little argument, they dispersed." Xi Jian supported his chin with one hand, "Don't tell me I neglected my duty. I have long since retired from the personnel designated to seal the executor, Lord Baluereta."

The person who was talking to Shiomi was none other than Inole Barueretta Atlochem, the monarch of the Clock Tower's Creation Department, who could also be called the dean of the school, and also the teacher of Aozaki Touko mentioned above.

Although he is called a teacher, Inole is actually a typical magician. Although he is Orange's mentor, he is also the one who strongly recommends the implementation of the seal designation on his disciples.

There is absolutely no personal emotion involved, and political actions are carried out as if they were breathing.

Therefore, the old woman will try her best to win over Shiomi to the extent necessary and promote him as one of the top magician representatives of the Democratic Party.

"Hehehe..." Inole laughed happily.

Xijian didn't care whether the monarch believed it or not. Anyway, the facts were there. He did go to ask for money, and he did not get it. Instead, he got into trouble.

Besides, Aozaki Touko has left Tokyo and her whereabouts are unknown. Even Shiomi can't tell.

"So you called me here just to ask about Orange. This is all I can say." Xi Jian shrugged, but did not leave immediately.

The old lady would definitely not speak without a purpose. Since she asked Xi to come, she must have more than one thing to find out.

"I heard that your two daughters are almost old enough to go to middle school?" Inole asked.

"The older one will go to middle school next year, and the younger one will have to wait another year." Xi Jian had no need to hide the fact.

Especially in the past few years, Sakura has grown rapidly in all aspects as a magician, so Shiomi has been confirming the future direction with her.

Should I come to the Clock Tower next year to start taking magic courses, or should I continue my studies at a regular school and then decide whether to become a magician.

With Sakura's current level, even if she doesn't join the Magic Association, she won't be passively involved in various magic-related matters because of her own qualifications.

As expected, Sakura expressed her desire to further explore the world of magicians, and Shiomi would not stop her.

"No wonder I recently saw the information of a girl with the same last name as you and sent it to the Clock Tower." Inolai chuckled, and his old face became more wrinkled and wrinkled.

"Yes, I sent it here." said Shiomi.

There were many students in the Clock Tower who came to study magic courses at a young age, so Sakura was not conspicuous among them. At most, only some curious students would find out about her adopted identity.

"Well, that's just right." Inola suddenly said something incomprehensible.

Shiomi didn't ask any further questions.

Then, as if it had been rehearsed in advance, just as Inole and Shiomi were about to finish their greetings, someone knocked on the door of the monarch's reception room.

The person who walked in was a blonde girl who looked about the same age as Kallen, with skin as delicate as porcelain. The girl adjusted her skirt gracefully. But what impressed people most was the determination revealed in her fiery red eyes.

She is only in her early teens, but she can show such an expression. It is hard to imagine what she has experienced in her short life before this.

The flame-colored eyes gradually turned into azure blue after glancing at Xi Jian.

Magic Eye.

Shiomi immediately understood that this girl was the owner of the magic eye and was looking at him with it.

Following the girl in was an adult man with long hair who was half a body taller than her.

"Weber Velvet..." Shiomi called out the other person's name, "No, I should call you Lord El-Melloi II now. I haven't seen you for a few years. You have really changed a lot."

"On the contrary, you haven't changed at all." The Second Emperor greeted Xi Jian, and a slight smile appeared on his serious face.

The man who looked only a few years older than Waver five years ago, looked younger than he did when he became El-Melloi II five years later.

Of course, it may also be that El-Melloi II worked too hard and showed signs of age too early.

"Of course a magician must know how to maintain himself." Xi Jian said jokingly, his eyes fell on the little girl in front of the second generation, "Then this person must be——"

"My name is Lanis El-Melloi Archizorti." Lanis gave a malicious smile and introduced herself. "I am a participant in the Fourth Holy Grail War and the adopted sister of Kenneth El-Melloi Archibald, who was killed by you. Would it be easier to understand if I put it this way, Mr. Shiomi? Although in actual blood relationship, I am his niece."

"I see." Shiomi smiled and glanced at Inole. "So Lord Barruereta betrayed me to the El-Melloi faction so that they could come and seek revenge? Wouldn't it be inappropriate to fight here?"

However, Lanis ran over gracefully and sat next to Xijian, like a little girl acting coquettishly in front of an adult, but the aura on her body should not be underestimated.

"How could that be? If a fight really breaks out now, I'm afraid the Creative and Modern Magic Departments will change hands tomorrow." Lanis stared at Xijian. "Besides, before my brother participated in the Holy Grail War, people in El-Melloi kept reminding him that he would die, but he went anyway. And then, as expected, he was killed by you. Even if El-Melloi wants to seek revenge, it won't be that easy."

"Really? Then why did you come to see me?" Shiomi used the same method to deal with a child to deal with Lanis, "The lady of the head of the El-Melloi family?"

He reached out to rub Lanise's head, and Lanise did not dodge, acting like an innocent child.

Prologue: Lyness El-Melloi Archizolti (2)

"Let me explain this point." The Second came over and sat on the single sofa at one side. "From the purpose, I want to invite you to become Lannis's tutor."

"what?"