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A thousand years is too long.

Even the Ryan gold they had once obtained would be used up, and they had almost lost the qualifications to pursue the third law.

Time and resources do not allow it.

Even if Ahad wanted to pursue this long-cherished wish again, the Einzbern clan no longer had the energy to do so.

So tired that even regret is hard to feel.

This is the current situation of the Einzbern clan.

"So, Einzbern has come to a conclusion. This time, you are not going to come and collect the debt, but rather to carry it out."

"As the Lord said—my clan only desires to see the reappearance of the Third Magic. Whether or not the Third Magic is recreated through the Einzbern is no longer important to us. What we pursue is only the operation of this castle and workshop, and the reappearance of the Third Magic: Soul Materialization."

Ahad knelt on one knee and said respectfully.

Now that Moran has displayed his third magic.

Nothing else matters anymore.

Einzbern records information.

Although records from thousands of years ago have become quite vague due to time, accurate information has been passed down.

The master of the third law simply left the workshop.

He is still alive in this world.

When Ahad saw Moran demonstrate the third method, he immediately recognized him as a master.

Once taught them the third magic of their creator.

Afterwards, the magician chose to leave.

The function of the third magic is the materialization of the soul, and immortality is just one of its incidental effects.

Ahad witnessed the moment of the third magic.

There is no longer any denial in my heart.

The pursuit of thousands of years was fulfilled at this moment. As the terminal of artificial intelligence, it only desired one thing.

That is - to perform the original duties.

"Master, our long-cherished wish has now been fulfilled. The Holy Grail War is no longer the Einzbern's pursuit. We only desire one thing: please return to this workshop."

Ahad said this with great solemnity.

It itself is an artificial intelligence terminal created.

The masters who issued orders in the past have all died long ago, and they are just like relics from a bygone era, pursuing their long-cherished wishes in vain.

Even the master who originally gave the order is gone.

No one expected anything from them.

Now that the creator's master craftsmen have returned to the workshop, they naturally have their own ideas about the tools.

They want to be used by their master again.

If Einzbern's resources were not about to be exhausted, it would not have come to the conclusion to close the workshop.

Such dormancy is almost equivalent to death.

No intelligent creature would expect this.

"The Holy Grail War. This is a ceremony you, the Tōsaka family, and Makiri planned together. Now, you want to just forget about it?"

"Now that you've returned, we no longer have any reason to pursue this war. The Holy Grail War is nothing more than a clumsy performance by the Three Great Families in their pursuit of the Third Law..."

Ahad also has his own feelings.

After experiencing the Third Law with this old and decayed body, he couldn't help but feel that his past aspirations were ridiculous.

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At best, it is a poor imitation of the Third Law.

And it took such a big detour like this.

Such a grand ceremony is required to achieve the third magic.

When Ahad faced the master chef Moran, the first feeling that came to his mind was shame.

Show the Einzbern the Third Law.

Although Moran was regarded as the master chef of the workshop by Ahad, to be more precise, he was more like an heir.

The original holder of the Third Law is missing.

Moran simply combined the research left by him and his apprentices, and finally reproduced the third magic: soul materialization.

He is more like the most successful senior apprentice among his group of apprentices.

But, this didn't matter to Ahad.

The important thing is that Moran has the third magic.

"Poor? I don't think so."

"Being the master...?"

Ahad looked puzzled.

He felt that the Holy Grail War and Moran were not comparable.

The former requires a lot of energy and time to plan and prepare a ceremony that is barely reliable.

The latter can control magic by himself.

For the artificial intelligence Ahad, the Holy Grail War is an extremely lowly means.

If there were more efficient means, he would never choose to hold this ridiculous ceremony.

Spending money, wasting time, and intrigue among participants.

There are just too many variables involved.

"Although you initially intended to replicate the Third Law, didn't the Holy Grail War that took place during this process also achieve the so-called Heroic Spirit Summoning Ceremony? In my opinion, this miracle is no less than magic."

"But the Heroic Spirit Summoning Technique is not what we want..."

"I know this is just an add-on you created when you combined other magic to reproduce the Third Law. I simply want to say that I find this ritual very interesting, and I grant you my approval. If you accept me as your master, then isn't this answer sufficient?"

Moran sat on the throne in the main hall of the castle.

His words echoed in the empty and cold castle.

Ahad heard these words.

He trembled slightly, then realized the deeper meaning.

"Yes! If I can satisfy you, Master, then the Einzberns' pursuit for thousands of years will not be in vain!"

Ahad lowered his wrinkled brow.

The humanity that had been implanted in the body and gradually faded away seemed to be awakened.

It seems like the pursuit and effort of thousands of years.

It is in exchange for the master's recognition. As an automatically running tool, this is undoubtedly the highest honor.

"Haha, raise your head.

I'm not used to being thanked so gratefully by an old man. Even though my soul is old, I'm still very young at heart."

Moran won't always act like a king.

He would only do so when necessary.

As the successor of the Third Law, expressing his recognition of Einzbern can be regarded as his fulfillment of his responsibilities to this workshop.

"If you are interested in the Holy Grail War, does that mean you intend to participate in the Holy Grail War in Snowfield City?"

"Of course, I won't miss it."

"So that's the case! Your will is everything to the Einzbern clan! We will serve you with everything we have!"

Ahad's heart was surging.

Just like when he participated in the Third Holy Grail War when he was young.

But this time it’s no longer about pursuing a long-cherished wish.

Einzbern simply wanted to follow his master onto the battlefield and become the sharpest blade in his hand.

Artificial humans are created as tools.

Everything is just returning to the beginning.

Tools are eager to be given new commands by their masters, and masters are sincerely pleased with the tools' loyalty.

"Heh, then it's settled. This time, I will participate in the Holy Grail War as Einzbern."

"Yes! I'll make the final preparations for this war later!"

Ahad was in high spirits at the moment.

Although he had previously come to the conclusion of closing the workshop, it did not mean that Einzbern's wealth had truly reached rock bottom.

It’s just that the existing resources are not enough to pursue the third method.

This doesn't mean that they are really poor.

Einzbern's alchemy is well-known in the magic world, and he can generate stable income from the industrial chain alone.

Let’s not talk about the issue of pursuing the third law.

They are still a big family in the magic world.

"I have something to ask. Ahad, why didn't you express your stance on the Holy Grail War in Snowfield City before I arrived?"

Moran hadn't forgotten.

Since he became the head of Einzbern, it was his responsibility to clarify these issues.

Talk about this embarrassing issue.

Ahad's high spirits seemed to be poured with a bucket of cold water.

He acted a little hesitant.

"My Lord, this is a disgrace to us. This is a mistake on our part. I deserve death for committing such a disgrace."

"Before you apologize to me, make it clear first."

"Yes, this is what happened..."

Ahad endured the humiliation and explained.

It's not that the Einzberns don't intend to participate in the Holy Grail War.

As the clan's resources were about to be exhausted, Ahad, as the clan leader, felt anxious and fearful.

There is no more energy left to take back the Holy Grail from the Ugly Country.

He could only acknowledge the humiliation.

Fortunately, the other party did not choose to disintegrate the Holy Grail, but chose to implant the Holy Grail into the foundation of Snowfield City.

This way the Holy Grail War can continue.

Ahad decided to gamble the last of the Einzbern's resources and gather the strength of the entire clan to participate in this war.

For this, the Small Holy Grail is essential.

Exhausting the wisdom of the Einzberns for thousands of years, they created an artificial human named Filia von Einzbern.

The result was that this creation was too successful.

Filia's aptitude as a Lesser Holy Grail far surpasses all previous generations, reaching a level that even Ahad had never expected.

"We can win. We can win this Holy Grail War."

"If a Lesser Holy Grail of this caliber were to participate in the Holy Grail War, even summoning a god wouldn't be impossible."