Alchemy Principles of Type-Moon World

"I'm neither shocked by the cruelty of the means nor saddened by the suffering of the victims. All I see on your face is indifference."

"Judging from your reaction, this kind of incident is probably not uncommon, right?"

Kenneth was silent.

“…I don’t need to resort to such means to satisfy my needs.”

"You..." Xing Qingyu stopped the question that was about to come out of his mouth. He wanted to continue asking Kenneth whether he was accustomed to such things, but Kenneth's silence had already explained it all.

Both parties knew that they were taking their anger out on others.

The strange world that he had once imagined now revealed its bloody corner to Xing Qingjiu.

Rationally, Xing Qingfeng knew that Kenneth must be accustomed to this kind of thing. But emotionally, he hoped that Kenneth would deny it all, tell him that this was a special case, that he was just scared and his face was stiff.

The instigator was dead, and Xing Qingqiu had no place to vent his disgust, anger and fear, so he finally directed his spearhead at Kenneth, who was also a magician.

The emotional catharsis was suppressed and guided by rationality, and finally turned into a useless argument thrown at Kenneth.

Is he taking his anger out on others? No, Kenneth knew full well that Xing Qingjiu's anger wasn't directed at him, but at the group of magicians he represented.

"Yeah, it's 'don't need', not 'can't'. In your eyes, what are ordinary people?" Xing Qingfeng grinned, wanting to sneer, but ultimately couldn't. "Is it consumables? Or guinea pigs?"

"..."

"I'm so shameless. I don't know how deep the pain others are suffering, but I just stand there and poke at their wounds with frivolous words." Xing Qingqi covered his face with his hands, so his expression could not be seen. "I'm usually so cheerful, but now I think about what I said to him before."

"nausea."

After saying this, Xing Qingfu left without looking back.

Kenneth was left alone in the hive to complete his work.

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I don't know how the rhythm of these chapters is written, but in any case, the background has been expanded. I would appreciate any comments and feedback. Thank you.

I signed the contract successfully today, but I found that I was absent for two days. I checked some pit-avoidance posts and found that it would be best to send the book at the end of the month so that I can get full attendance.

Now I think I have stepped into almost every possible pitfall (laughs)

I looked at some of the books on the list again and just remembered I haven't yet designed a romance. After all, the original intention of this book was to look at some of Type-Moon's settings from another perspective, building on that experience of adventure and exploration. I ended up missing the romance while writing the outline. I'm wondering if anyone has any suggestions for a heroine. I probably can't lay the groundwork in the first volume, and the plan for the second volume is to create an original Holy Grail War. It's not too late to reconsider now.

In addition, I found that everyone likes to use beautiful girl covers, which is said to be more attractive, but I think Char is more handsome, so after thinking about it, I decided not to change it.

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Volume 20: The Alchemist's Apprentice from the Fourth World War: . Chasing the Future at the End of the th Century

“Kareya, are you telling the truth?”

The head of the Matou family had never lost his composure like this before. Even on the night when his wife was tortured to death, he did not dare to show too much emotion.

"Yes, that old bug is dead." Matou Kariya looked at his eldest brother who was sitting on the sofa with his face buried in his hands and crying, and comforted him, "It's all over."

"Is this...really..." the man cried incoherently, "I am guilty of unforgivable crimes...those children...Shinji is...so good, so good..."

The nominal head of the Matou family, Matou Tsuruno. He had virtually no magical talent, and as the nominal head of the family, he was merely responsible for handling miscellaneous tasks for Matou Zouken.

Even so, Matou Tsuruno's hands were stained with sin. Regardless of what happened to him, his unforgivable sins seemed fitting for such a family.

However, when facing his own son, he would still feel despair from the bottom of his heart. Every time he concealed the actual situation of his adopted daughter from the Tosaka family from his son, his already numb heart would always produce a sharp pain.

He had promised his deceased wife that he would protect Shinji, but despair welled up in his heart when he thought that he would not be able to escape the shadow hanging over the Matou family.

When my younger brother mustered up the courage to escape from the Matou family, I, a coward, really wished him from the bottom of my heart to escape from the Matou family, escape from the world of magicians, and gain the happiness of an ordinary person. I was so envious.

Envy gradually rotted into jealousy, and then fermented into the wine of hatred.

But after he came back, seeing him suffer humiliation and torture, the hatred in my heart had long since vanished, leaving only sadness.

——This is the fate of the Matou family, a tragedy that no one can escape.

"What are the plans of those benefactors?" Matou Tsuruno asked, slightly suppressing his complicated emotions.

"Mr. Kenneth is cleaning out the insect nest in the basement. That guy... should be Newton, he's treating Sakura, and Mr. Xing Qingjiu is studying nearby." Matou Kariya replied, "I think he'll stay overnight tonight."

"I'll go clean up the guest room." Matou Tsuruno jumped up from the sofa, his tears unable to hide the joy on his face.

For the first time, Matou Tsuruno felt as if he could see the future.

For the next two days, Xing Qingfu and his friends naturally settled into the Matou residence. For Xing Qingfu, having no worries about making a living, a large house to live in, and the chance to play with the Matou kids every day was a perfect life. Besides his daily magic practice and math classes, it was a perfect life.

Free mansion, click to get it, just clean out the bugs inside and you can move in with your luggage. If you move in now, you will also get two dedicated servants for free. Action is worse than thought. For details, please call Fuyuki Matou's home.

As if their lives had finally begun to change, the two Matou brothers refurbished their home. The furniture, previously designed to create numerous blind spots, was rearranged, eliminating the previous gloom. The heavy curtains that had deliberately obscured the interior were also removed, allowing the sunlight from outside to filter in.

Although the shadow of the Matou family was finally lifted, the heart of the child, once named Tousaka Sakura and later adopted as Matou Sakura, remained locked. Xing Qingfeng suggested finding a kindergarten teacher and a psychologist to help her cope with the situation, but wasn't the idea of those involved in the Holy Grail War attending school normally a bit too abstract?

Oh, it will be different in ten years, that's okay.

"The teacher really likes that child." Xing Qingyu sat in front of the French window and engaged in an intense karate match with a math problem. "He hugs her every day."

When Newton wasn't teaching, he often strolled through the gardens, holding Sakura. His golden hair shone brightly in the sunlight, his eyes hidden by sunglasses, yet his heartfelt joy was in no way concealed. Though he wore a tan suit to suit the times, he didn't mind getting his crisp clothes wrinkled or stained. He often strolled leisurely with Sakura in the muddy garden, which had just been renovated and planted with flowers.

Although this scene always gave Xing Qingqi a sense of déjà vu, Newton only showed this kind of contentment in front of the children. During the usual teaching and preparation work, Xing Qingqi could sensitively detect that Newton was a little depressed.

"What should we do next? Just wait like this?" In order to find something to do to divert Newton's attention, Xing Qingyu once asked him.

"The core casing for you is already ready," Newton replied. "The device for proving imaginary space is not difficult, but it should be made more delicately as a backup anchor in case you are unable to calculate."

"However, I discovered something interesting while researching the Einzbern Holy Grail system," Newton said, his spirits rising. "The core originally prepared for you and the inherent barrier fixed within you to be driven and operated by you have run into some bottlenecks due to your stubborn soul."

"Because it will have a repulsive effect?"

"Not entirely correct. You could understand it as incompatibility, but it's not a complete rejection," Newton said. "The original solution was to create a relay. Normally, the inherent barrier and the core are closed. When needed, the relay connects the inherent barrier and then activates the core."

"But the problem is that you need to concentrate on the relay at all times. Otherwise, even if the core runs continuously, the inherent barrier will not be activated and magic power will be wasted. In addition, your body cannot store magic power, so it will only flow out and dissipate. The end result is that you will become a source of high-concentration magic radiation 24 hours a day."

"Obviously, it's a rather complex system," Newton shook his head. "And it would incur significant delays. It can only exist as Unit-01 to prove a theory."

"Unit-01 will definitely defeat the mass-produced units!"

"After studying the Einzbern Holy Grail system, I've come up with a new approach," Newton said to himself. "Collect the Servants' souls and use the holes created when they return to the realm record tape to connect to the Root Vortex, thereby maintaining the operation of the inherent barrier."

"That sounds a bit inhumane. Is that why they're taking control of Berserker?" Xing Qingfeng speculated. "Because Berserker has no rationality, it's the least psychologically burdensome material."

"The Undead are undead, so there's no psychological burden." Newton smiled, "And we don't need one, we need five servants' souls."

"I will improve the process of this ritual and refine the souls of the five servants into pure crystals of matter, soul, spirit, magic, and ether, thus forming a cycle and continuing the so-called 'return' process, thereby stabilizing this hole."

"Then, you'll use this hole to establish a one-way connection with the Origin Vortex, thereby maintaining the stability of the mindscape world and the inherent barrier. And since the cycle has already been established, the magic power is inexhaustible, so there's no need to worry about the fuel in the core."

"Just make sure it's producing enough power," Newton said. "The Origin's hole stabilizes the inherent barrier and supplies magic to the core. And through the one-way connection with the Origin's Vortex, you manipulate the inherent barrier to construct magic. It's quite simple."

"Sinking the entire system into imaginary space ensures its unobservability, allowing its mysteriousness to be maximized, thus ensuring its 'omnipotence'. Use the proof device, your own calculations, and the one-way link to the vortex of origin as insurance to prevent it from getting lost."

"Well, a pretty perfect design, right?" Newton patted Xing Qingqi on the shoulder and said complacently, "I named this system the 'Origin Egg.' From it, all things under the law can be hatched."

"It should be called 'Cat Box,'" Xing Qingfeng countered, "or 'Witch's Golden Country' or something like that. It feels like a mass-produced machine."

"What a meaningless name. How tasteless."

"But... it does seem like it can be mass-produced," Xing Qingfeng pondered. "There doesn't seem to be a single irreplaceable component in the entire system."

"According to the principle you describe, by stabilizing the inherent barrier through the hole at the root, there's no need for the so-called 'outside soul' to conceal itself from the world's correction mechanism."

"It's a great step forward, evolving from an unreplicable defective product to a mass-produced machine that can be standardized." Xing Qingqiu crossed his arms and nodded. "Teacher, I want to learn how to make this thing."

"Do you think anyone is qualified to connect to the source?" Newton denied. "The entire system is still unreplicable because it is based on your unique soul."

"With the exception of extremely rare beings, most sentient beings that come into contact with the Origin Vortex will 'revert to their original form' the moment they do so. This is their original form—the Origin."

"If we want to mass-produce it, it's as difficult as creating planets to mass-produce gods," Newton explained. "The reason why magic from the Age of Gods can rival magic is because it's modeled after fragments of divine power. And the gods, as the 'touch of the stars,' connect to the source through the planets."

"In other words, if ordinary people want to safely connect to the root, they need to pass the triple filtration of planets, gods, and power fragments."

"But you are different, don't forget—"

"—Your destiny does not belong to this world, and your origins are not within this world. More importantly, I have previously tried to use fragments of your soul for experiments, and found that the root seems to be impossible to identify normally."

"You're like a virus that has tricked the immune system, roaming the world with impunity." Newton used his previous metaphor again, "But I'm still hesitant to build a two-way link, because the root is ultimate knowledge, recording the beginning, process, and end of everything."

"I can't guarantee what will happen if the knowledge within the Root is poured into your head, so I only established a one-way link."

"I always feel like a thief, living secretly in the owner's house." Xing Qingyu scratched his head. "What is this, a transparent life?"

"So this is still a unique miracle," Newton said. "It is connected to the root and has omnipotence. I am tempted to call it the sixth man-made law."

"Although mass production sounds difficult, it seems theoretically possible," Xing Qingfeng agreed, "but that's probably a very distant possibility."

"The most important thing now is to complete the task at hand. When are we going to collect the remaining two souls? We have three riders here..." asked Xing Qingfeng, who wanted to rob Lao Deng of his gold coins.

"Hmm?" Newton raised his eyebrows and glared at Xing Qingwu.

"I mean when are we going to collect the remaining three souls? We have two servants here." He immediately changed his words, but unfortunately his wolfish ambition to make a fortune from gold coins was already obvious.

"A device for collecting souls, or rather a little Holy Grail." Newton didn't care much about Xing Qingfeng's ambition to rob him of his gold coins. "It's King Arthur's 'Master', the Einzbern android."

"When the time is right, go get it directly from their door. They won't dare refuse." Newton said it calmly, like a robber. "Of course I will pay you. It won't be for free."

"The Einzbern family voluntarily sold the Servant's soul at a low price... ah, it hurts."

"So we just need to wait patiently." Newton retracted the hand he had just patted on the back of Xing Qingqi's head. "There's no rush. This is a good opportunity for you to learn more about math."

math?!

For his own happiness in the next few days... no, to make his teacher happy, Xing Qingyu thought that he had to organize some kind of event to fill the gap in these few days.

Move quickly, my brain. Brain, you don’t want to see yourself struggling with math problems every day in the future, do you?

"Ah, teacher, I have a wish." Xing Qingqiu suddenly had an idea and ran to pick up a magazine and said, "Look at this."

"Voyager 1 and Voyager 2 were probes developed and built by humans twenty years ago to explore the outer planets of the solar system."

"Although you keep talking about breaking free from the constraints of gravity, have you ever truly left the earth beneath your feet and gazed into the vast interstellar space?"

"It will sail through the vast sea of stars, continuously transmitting information about the strange outer space beyond human vision, a place never before explored, until it completely exhausts its last bit of energy and reaches the end of its lifespan."

"After that, it will bid farewell to humanity, drifting silently in the silent space until the end of the universe."

"I think we can replicate this," Xing Qingfu said excitedly. "Perhaps a probe built with magic can survive and reach even more distant stars."

"You're overthinking it. Those magicians will never be able to create something like this." Newton was clearly moved. "They still think that the difference between Earth's environment and other planets is simply a difference in the level of laws."

"Yes, yes, so I'm afraid you're the only one who can do this kind of thing." Xing Qingfeng didn't hesitate to praise him. "And this isn't the whole picture of my wish—"

"I want to see with my own eyes what the sea of stars looks like, I want to experience what outer space is like, I want to witness mankind's exploration of the unknown world, and I want to touch and pursue the future of mankind.

"——Teacher, I want to be an astronaut!"

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Volume 21: Refining from the Fourth World War ②Leek】⊙Wu-鏾吓淇疑彡金學士: . A Glimpse Back at the Beginning of the st Century

"I was born in a country that's passionate about space exploration." The eagerness in Xing Qingqiu's eyes didn't seem fake. "I grew up listening to news about various space breakthroughs."

"I remember that my country's first manned spacecraft successfully took off after 2003. That's six years since 1997, and nearly years since humanity's first manned flight."

"It sounds like you're very passionate about the realms beyond the horizon, and you know everything about them like the back of your hand." Newton smiled gently. "As expected of someone from the future of 2024, your upbringing and broadened horizons are truly remarkable."

"Rather, everyone who sees this will be filled with longing! That's a sea of stars!"

"Manned space flight... Are you saying that by the middle of the 20th century, humanity's tentacles will be able to reach the stars without any mysterious means?"

"If I remember correctly, it was 1961... or 1960? Anyway, it was around this time that Gagarin, the first astronaut, successfully orbited the Earth."

"Almost a hundred years... It's gone so fast. It's wonderful," Newton said with emotion. "It feels like a child who has just learned to walk and has become a young man in the blink of an eye."

"The 'science' of my time, no, we called it 'natural philosophy' back then. Compared to the system of magic that had developed over thousands of years, it was like a young baby in its cradle."

"All I did was to lift it from its cradle and teach it to walk," Newton shook his head. "In fact, I didn't have much hope back then. I thought that the system I had just standardized, science, would be able to compete with mystery."

"In fact, when it was just emerging from its cradle, I once thought that I would have to stay with it and protect this system for a long, long time before it could blossom and bear fruit."

"As a result, within just a few decades, it slapped the mysterious in the face."

"The last territory of the Age of Gods, the place where modern mystical power is most concentrated—the island of Great Britain—also became the bridgehead for the rise of science."

"It's like jumping up and slapping the other person across the street." Newton laughed heartily. "When I heard the news at the Einzbern household, my withered desire seemed to sprout new buds."

"Teacher, when did you die..." Xing Qingyu couldn't help but complain.

"Even so, I never expected science to advance so rapidly as to transcend the mysteries," Newton said. "In my opinion, transcending the mysteries is something that will happen in the very, very distant future. By that time, the flourishing of science will rival the heyday of the Age of Gods, or even surpass it by a long way."