Or, why don’t you find another savior?

It seems that Izeluma has provoked an opponent that he should not have provoked.

"You're not a magician hired by Izeluma, are you?" Atram deduced Shiomi's position from the brief words, "Why don't you help me? Gary Asta is willing to pay more to the noble killer of the Clock Tower."

Atram had quickly determined Shiomi's identity from the intelligence he had.

Therefore, he made no secret of his intention to win over others.

"You brought so many people here to seize the cursed body in order to participate in the Fifth Holy Grail War in the near future, right?" Xi Jian asked.

"Of course. So I would like to invite Mr. Shiomi, a senior in the Holy Grail War, to assist me." Atram's tone began to be filled with superficial politeness.

Shiomi was indifferent, "That means you will become Sakura's rival. That won't do..."

Although Sakura can handle this situation, the enemy is outnumbered after all. If Sakura underestimates the enemy or responds inappropriately due to lack of battlefield experience, she may encounter unexpected events in the Holy Grail War because of such an opponent.

Now is the perfect time—

"What?" Atram smelled the spreading murderous aura.

He noticed a change in Shiomi's attitude.

"I'm very sorry, but since the time, place and people are all right, please die here, Mr. Gariansta." Xijian raised his hand, and the sky, which had just been cleared of dark clouds, was covered by dark clouds again.

Atram's face changed.

It was not the magicians he arranged in the back who restored the ritual, but someone else who changed the weather.

Could it be the magicians who just cracked the weather spell?

This gradually made Atram excited, and the magicians behind him also began to make a commotion, waiting for the master's order.

"Good! Really good! Death, death, death! You are indeed a famous noble killer. Anyone who is a noble will be killed by you, right?"

Atram sighed in a pretentious manner, but an obscene smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He didn't take Shiomi's death announcement as a threat at all.

Atram was confident that even the monarch of the Clock Tower would not be able to stop his well-prepared army of magicians.

Unlike the magician who is prepared to gamble his life, Atram prefers a clean, overwhelming victory.

So, there is no need to hold back.

He had informed the monarch here, Baliuereta, in advance, and the other party said, "Do as you wish." That's why Atram dared to attack Baliuereta so unscrupulously.

He took out an object that looked like a small pot from the pocket of his exquisite suit.

"Do you know what this is? This is the 'original battery'. A magus with no origin or background would certainly not know the history and value of this thing, right?"

Chapter 42: Thunder of Truth

Original battery.

The oldest battery in the world was discovered in the ruins of Geja Tarabua in the suburbs of the Middle East.

It is generally believed that the maker of that thing did not know the specific principle, and just made a tool for gold plating by chance. However, the same structure has also been passed down from generation to generation by magicians, and has developed along a path completely different from science.

When one of the magic families that studied the original battery fell into decline, Gary Astra used money to buy the original battery and this history.

Gariasta originally studied mineral magic and price magic, and the original battery was indeed convenient for them. Through this item, they mastered the natural phenomena that were regarded as divine power all over the world, bringing prosperity to the family.

The techniques used to influence the weather are also applied to this technology.

“Gush Out.”

As Atram said this, the electric shock turned into a giant hand and pounced on Shiomi's body faster than the blink of an eye.

Defeat Raiden with lightning, but Shiomi simply responds with magic of the same nature.

Blue lightning suddenly appeared in the rain and blocked the giant golden hand.

When powerful spells that also contain magical power clash, the mystery will only be overwhelmed by the stronger mystery.

The two colliding lightning bolts collided with each other, sending out a powerful magical shock wave that turned into a vortex of bouncing raindrops, mixed together, and finally dissipated together.

"That's amazing." Atram said through his teeth.

Shiomi pinched the raindrops hanging on her hair and said, "This is my line."

The magic performed with the original battery was unexpectedly powerful and could even offset magic of normal power.

"If the original battery that you are so proud of is only this good, you will die." Shiomi put down his hand and looked at Atram indifferently.

These calm words turned into an extremely sharp provocation, hurting Atram's dignity.

No one had ever dared to speak to him like this. He was born with a silver spoon in his mouth, and no one, whether his parents, brothers, or clansmen, dared to offend such a member of the family.

His eyes widened, burning with rage, and in his rage, he refined several times more magic power than before, activated the magic seal, and at the same time infused it into the original battery's ritual.

The technique purchased by the Galiasta family converts that magic power into dragon-like lightning in the most efficient way.

Everyone present saw it as if a giant dragon opened its bloody mouth, leaving no way for Xijian to retreat, and was about to tear him to pieces here.

Shiomi could see that Atram's mouth curled up in pride as he performed this magic.

It's hard to say how capable Atram is as an individual magician, but his skillful use of magic and techniques to launch ruthless attacks proves that he has rich combat experience.

Then, let's be a little more serious, Shiomi thought.

Originally, he would only use Great Magecraft in battles against Servants.

“ThunderReign.”

Along with these brief words, a flash of lightning streaked across the sky, illuminating the cloud-shrouded lake area as bright as day.

In an instant, Atram realized that the enemy was beyond his expectations and that he had missed many things.

Xi Jian Tianxi might have come to fight alone from beginning to end, whether it was destroying the coordinated magic of multiple magicians, launching weather spells, or changing the weather again in the blink of an eye, he was no longer controlled by his army of magicians.

This magician was responsible for all this.

Most importantly... there isn't even a single bar of chanting.

That was something that could only be achieved before the Common Era, when the Age of Gods was still far from fading away and when humans and magic were in close proximity.

In other words, from the very beginning, Shiomi Tenkei was using the magic of the Age of Gods.

It doesn't make sense and doesn't make sense.

Atram boasted to his maids and subordinates that the magic he used when attacking the Izeluma Forest was comparable to that of the witch Medea of ​​Colchis.

But he knew very well that something of this level was far inferior to the kind of magic that could surpass the power of a fighter jet bombing with just a short chant.

It is precisely because he is an excellent magus that he can judge the crisis in front of him in an instant.

However... it was too late.

The blue lightning easily devoured Atram's spell, fused it into one, and then spread into the forest. The screams that came one after another were drowned out by the movement of the great magecraft.

Then suddenly it exploded.

The heavy rain was cut off by the strong wind in an instant, and fell to the ground a few seconds later.

"Ah...I think I've overdone it a bit."

Shiomi looked at Atram, whose body was torn and black, with most of it turned to charcoal, leaning against a broken tree, struggling to catch his breath.

With every breath Atram took, he could clearly feel that he was approaching death.

The sound of his slow footsteps on the muddy grass sounded to Atram like the approaching footsteps of death.

He looked at Shiomi in horror and confusion, wondering how such a monster could exist in the world.

Atram originally thought that the previous monarch, El-Melloi, died in Fuyuki because he was just having fun, but now he knows that he was wrong about the cause and effect.

"I know about the original battery. It is indeed something with a long history." Shiomi squatted in front of Atram, "But the rune magic I used is even older than what you know. In terms of mystery, you have already lost."

"Even so, it's a bit too much to achieve this effect with just one rune."

At this moment, Aozaki Touko's voice sounded behind him.

"The original rune is such a miracle, you know it better than anyone." Shiomi stood up, no longer paying attention to Atram who looked like a dead body, and looked at Orange who appeared here, "Are you here to run errands for Lady Inole and tell me not to kill this man? That's a bit too late. At this moment, even the best magician in the Clock Tower can't save him."

Even if he was saved, the almost complete destruction of his magic circuits and magic seals would spell the end of Atram's career as a magus.

Orange slowly took off his glasses and looked at Shiomi with a very cheerful expression.

"It's not enough to fight a magician like this, right?"

"Then there's no need to fight you." Xi Jian frowned. He had never been hostile to Orange, and Orange was the same.

"I don't want to fight, but I have to," Orange said, "for the same reason as you."

That nameless girl...

Shiomi couldn't help but be secretly shocked. He had no idea what kind of "deal" Orange had reached with the other party.

"As both of us are rune magicians, let's just treat it as a competition." Orange looked unusually belligerent.

"Really... This world is always so bloody. Even you have to be hostile to me."

As soon as the words fell, runes lit up in the air around the two of them.

Chapter 43: Foundation

"In the end, I still lost."

Orange, who was carried on Shiomi's back, lazily sighed.

She was also dirty now, but definitely better than Atram who was waiting to die. She looked more like someone who had rolled in the mud on a rainy day.

"If I let you win, I might as well just go back to my master's sect right now." Xi Jian said with a groan, "Besides, your nude outfit is a bit too naked. You don't bring anything."

Unsurprisingly, the fight between the two ended with Orange's defeat.

Because the original purpose was to fight with rune magic, Orange didn't even bring a familiar or a ceremonial outfit. The only familiar that could be used would only appear when Orange "died".

Of course, Orange also knew very well that the monster in the sealed box could not do anything to Shiomi.

"It's meaningless if I bring it." Orange pushed his glasses up, "But it turns out that I still can't get a glimpse of the essence of the original rune just by experiencing it myself."

Shiomi pursed her lips and told the truth: "We both share Rune's magic base, but you and I don't use the same one."

The so-called magic is the various supernatural phenomena caused by magic power through the magic base.

Theoretically, magic bases can even be created on the spot. However, in such cases, the improvised magic bases will be affected by various parameters.

Orange used his genius to rebuild the already declining Runeterra and sold it to the Clock Tower.

Now Rune magic is in the Clock Tower, and every magician knows some basic spells.

But Shiomi is different. The foundation he uses to perform rune magic is an even more ancient mystery.

"If I'm not mistaken, it should be the base that the great god Odin first discovered." Orange used his innate talent and keenness to clearly grasp the true face of the base. "It's amazing that you can get this kind of thing."

"You can't say that." Xi Jian did not comment.

He walked in the forest, one step deep and one step shallow. He couldn't see the Shuangmao Tower from this location, so he needed to walk a little further.

"If I had known, I should have called you with me when I went back to Misaki." Orange leaned on Shiomi's shoulder and chatted in his ear.

She used all her strength, and Shiomi also used all her strength, but the difference in their foundations made Orange lose as expected.

If Shiomi hadn't shown mercy, her body would have ended up like Atram's.

"We didn't know each other at that time." Shiomi was speechless. "Besides, fighting with a magician who inherited the fifth law would be disadvantageous to me no matter if I win or lose."

Needless to say, he lost. Who knows what kind of curse Aozaki Aoko will put on him. After all, Orange was cursed not to return to Misaki City, and would turn into a frog if he went back.

If we win... then there will be bigger problems.

If a magician wins over a sorcerer, it will definitely cause a sensation in the entire magic world and may even attract attention from other magicians who are still alive.

That would definitely be a development that would not be worth the effort.

He also wanted to quietly continue to study in depth what his master had taught him.

Xi Jian still had no idea of ​​the unfathomable power of the eighteen primordial runes discovered by the great god Odin. Whenever he came up with some new ideas, they would naturally extend from the existing ones, as if there would never be an end.

What the true power of the last original rune is, Shiomi still doesn't know.

"I actually think I can win." Orange laughed, but she was not making fun of Shiomi's reaction.

"So, what kind of reward did that unknown girl of unknown origin promise you? Why did you have to come and get involved at this time?" Xi Jian asked.