Alchemy Principles of Type-Moon World

The game is in a state of chaos, and my QQ account has not been unblocked because of posting obscene pictures. What a joke, Kora!

I am really tired of the regular King's Banquet and so on, so I will not follow the original plot anymore.

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Volume 26: Starting from the Fourth War) Qi Er 氵⊙si@玖麒鏾肆零: Dream Alchemy Apprentice: . The Inescapable Möbius Ring (Part )

Really? The same answer as hundreds of years ago.

"A fool who walks on the wrong path and pursues an unattainable goal." This was the judgment Newton made about the Einzbern family.

It was a bit frustrating, being the Third Magician, yet unable to shake the resolve of these stubborn androids. Rather, it was rather unbelievable that they, having inherited the unwavering aspirations of their predecessors for millennia, could be refuted with just a few words.

If they hadn't been presented with irrefutable evidence, they wouldn't have wavered in the slightest. He was only willing to use himself as proof of his own absurdity in attempting to materialize his soul to save humanity, having only gotten so far with these stubborn people.

The so-called freedom without desire, which is the loss of all desires, is itself the strongest kind of bondage.

But why should I care about them? What if they were pursuing the Third Dharma, or pursuing an unattainable aspiration? They were clearly my fellow travelers in some sense, so why did I so desperately want them to stop this meaningless toil?

It was selfish after all. During the time I lived in the Einzbern family, even though my sensibilities and desires were gradually fading, I fell in love with this group of pure and stubborn people.

"Let this generation's Ahad talk to me." Newton shook his head. "Much of the content of the ensuing discussion will be beyond your reach."

After thinking about it carefully, I realized that I am really old. Isn't it just that the old man can't bear to see the younger generation follow his old path?

Ultimately, it's all selfishness at work, the desire to make even just one's own descendants happy.

Thinking of this, Newton couldn't help laughing.

"Ha ha……"

I am really old now. I actually use the secular definition of happiness to question people like us. I really make myself laugh.

We can never know whether Sisyphus was happy. We can only imagine that Sisyphus was happy.

——For us, constantly pursuing the goal of "saving all mankind" is happiness in itself.

"Squeak—" the heavy wooden door of the reception room was pushed open. "Teacher, we're here."

"Kiritsugu!" Irisviel looked at the man in black following Xing Qingyu in surprise. "I'm sorry to have worried you, but we're fine!"

“Ah, Maiya already told me.”

"Sir Isaac, let me introduce you," Irisviel said excitedly, as if introducing her new boyfriend to her elders. "This is my husband, Emiya Kiritsugu."

"Oh?" Newton looked at the android with a happy face in surprise. The radiance emitted by the woman in front of him was something he had almost never seen in the Einzbern family.

"We also have a child named Illya, Illyasviel von Einzbern," Irisviel continued. "She's already eight years old. I really want you to see how adorable she is."

Eight years old?

But according to my own calculations, the android in front of me is only nine years old, and he already has an eight-year-old daughter?

Newton couldn't help but glance at Emiya Kiritsugu, who was standing behind Irisviel. It was strange. It was just a pure, innocent look, yet it made Emiya Kiritsugu, who had long considered himself incorrigible, feel somewhat bewildered.

"Really? If I get a chance, I'll go take a look." Newton softened his stiff expression. "This should be the first offspring conceived through normal means instead of being directly manufactured."

"Yes!" Irisviel smiled happily. "Kiritsugu, let me introduce you. This is a distinguished guest of our Einzbern family. He has been staying with us for hundreds of years."

"Seeing Sir Isaac feels like seeing one of my elders."

"Isn't this just like bringing your son-in-law to meet your elders... Oh, it hurts, teacher, I was wrong." Xing Qingfeng complained.

Now I understand why I was so at a loss, Emiya Kiritsugu thought.

"My student, Xing Qingjiu." Newton put away the hand that had just hit Xing Qingjiu on the back of the head. "He has a naughty nature, don't mind him."

"It's time to get down to business," Newton said. "There should be a phone to contact the Einzbern family, right?"

"I need to talk to this generation's Ahad." Newton shook his head helplessly. This was the third time he'd made this request, but he always got sidetracked. If it were anyone else, he'd probably have lost his patience long ago. But looking at Irisviel, who was brimming with happiness, Newton chose to smile.

"...Sir, the call is connected," Kiritsugu called out from the old-fashioned telephone, "Do you want to put it on speakerphone?"

"I thought you were going to pull out those smartphones you've been hiding," Newton muttered quietly. "Turn on the hands-free mode. This isn't something we need to avoid."

"Teacher, this year is 1997, there is no such thing." Xing Qingwu reminded, but he soon had a doubt -

——It seems that your mobile phone didn’t come with it?

Oh no, my browsing history hasn’t been cleared yet, I’m doomed.

"Can you hear me?" Newton called directly into the phone on the coffee table. "This is Isaac Newton. Do I need to prove it's me?"

"Anyway, the next question will immediately prove this."

"Is that you?!" The old voice on the other end of the line was a little excited. Although the implanted humanity only satisfied his needs, it was still difficult to conceal his emotional fluctuations. "I am the eighth generation Ahad. You should remember."

In Eubusta Kuhaid's memories, the Newton he knew was completely different from the man in the records. He was a man with almost no emotional fluctuations, even more emotionally apathetic than they were. His body, almost completely consumed by his materialized soul, he had no desire to communicate with the Einzberns, and only quietly speculated on the possibilities of "Garden of Eden."

Upon learning that Newton was summoned in his younger form, in addition to respecting the third magician, he was also somewhat curious about him. After all, he was an acquaintance he used to see every day.

"I do have some impression. You inherited the position of clan leader because of the Holy Grail War, right?" Newton thought for a moment. "Let's talk about reminiscing later."

"I only have one question here, one query."

"Are you still convinced that the Third Law can fulfill your compassionate wishes and save all of humanity?"

"..." There was a moment of silence on the other end of the line. "Is this considered a tradition between you and our Einzbern family patriarch?"

"There's no such thing as a routine. I just happened to ask twice." Newton smiled. "Don't be nervous. Just answer directly."

"This is the shortest path for us to reach salvation for all humanity." The person on the other end of the line seemed to deliberate for a long time before finally offering their answer. "Yes, you've already told us that 'soul materialization' isn't the full picture of the Third Law. We can achieve this without even reaching the Third Law."

"You also told us that the price of 'materializing the soul' is becoming a being devoid of all desires."

"But," Ahad emphasized each word, "you haven't given any accurate proof."

"According to what you said, the proof you gave is a 'weak proposition'."

"What if the Holy Grail Ritual cannot reach 'Soul Materialization', cannot reach the Third Law?"

"Then I will resign as clan leader and shut down my phone," the voice on the other end of the line said without hesitation. "But the Einzbern family will not stop. Even if we lose Justissa, who is closest to the Third Law, and the Holy Grail ritual that holds the greatest potential for reaching the Third Law, we will still elect a new clan leader and continue our pursuit of the Third Law."

"What if the Third Law cannot save all of humanity?"

"You cannot prove a 'strong proposition,'" Ahad said without hesitation. "If you obtain the Third Law but find it is incapable of saving all of humanity, then pursue the First Law and the Fourth Law."

“We pursue the Third Law because it is the fastest path for us.”

"Your answers remain stubbornly inflexible. My questioning always backfires, only to solidify your reckless resolve." Newton offered a helpless smile. "It's just that my efficiency is a bit too slow. Before I leave, I'll give you a small gift as a token of my gratitude for your hospitality over a hundred years ago."

"Have you finally recognized us?"

“No, I do not modify my assertion: The fool who pursues a false path, in pursuit of an unattainable goal,” Newton said, “is merely to make you discover the more quickly that you are wrong.”

"Is that so... You've questioned us Einzbern twice before, and this is the third time."

"Your questions, those from the Third Magician, always benefit us Einzbern greatly. Thank you."

He sighed and hung up the phone helplessly. This was clearly the third time that someone had disobeyed his own judgment, but Newton felt no anger in his heart. All he could do was sigh.

"...Sir, isn't the Holy Grail an almighty wish-granting machine that can fulfill all wishes?" Emiya Kiritsugu, who had listened to the entire conversation, said with a trembling voice, "Can't it also grant wishes for the salvation of all mankind?"

"Which one are you asking about? What wishing machine? This Holy Grail?" Newton scratched his head. "The so-called wishing machine only works because it has a large amount of magic power stored, just like if you have money, you can do whatever you want."

"If this thing could really grant all wishes, the Holy Church would have gone crazy long ago."

"Then, if we grant him the wish to redeem the world..."

"Do you have a plan?" Newton asked. "Or rather, how do you realize your wish?"

The teacher looked so happy, but what was this? A father-in-law scolding his son-in-law? Xing Qingfeng wanted to complain, but he felt that this was not the time for him to speak.

"..."

"I... in order to save more people, I keep putting everyone on the scale, and then sacrificing the side with fewer..." Emiya Kiritsugu slumped on the sofa, head hung low, and said, "Can't Fuyuki's sacrifice be the final bloodshed of humanity..."

"Huh?" Xing Qingfeng couldn't help but question, "What do you mean? You mean you keep solving the trolley problem?"

"If you want to save the majority, you must sacrifice the minority. There's nothing you can do about it."

"But what's the use of this?" Xing Qingfeng pointed at the missing part precisely. "You're like a paperhanger, constantly cutting off the pus that's overflowing from the skin and discarding it along with the healthy flesh and blood—"

"—But, if you don't eliminate the root cause, you can't end the suffering." Xing Qingfeng said, "You keep repeating the sins you've committed, and keep trying to eliminate the pain that's overflowing on the surface. It seems like you're constantly moving forward, but in reality—"

"—This is simply an inescapable Möbius strip."

"Qingjiu, do you remember what I said?" Newton sighed and looked at Emiya Kiritsugu with pity. "Mortals live a mediocre life, wanting to move forward but limited by their knowledge."

"It's not your fault, because you are just a mortal with powerless intentions." Newton said, "I don't know what your life has been like, I only know a little bit."

"Your perception is too shallow and short-sighted. You can only look down and see the future, and therefore you can only spin in circles. A soul bound by gravity—"

"—I understand you, because your ideals are formed by your experiences."

"Only when the soul breaks free from the constraints of gravity can it see the path to the future," Newton said slowly. "Since you can't become a genius and achieve the happiness of a genius, why not just be content with being a mere mortal? The responsibility of pioneering the future doesn't lie with you; let the geniuses shoulder that responsibility."

"Teacher, wait, you're being too arbitrary," Xing Qingfeng retorted. "This isn't the age where heroes can single-handedly take on the entire world. The Age of Gods won't be returning. Ultimately, just like the development of your scientific foundation, it's the geniuses of history who have truly made an indelible contribution to its ability to overthrow the status of magic—"

“——But none of the three industrial revolutions were led by genius.”

"Haha ...... You're right, you're right. I'm old after all." Newton wanted to fight back, but when he heard his student using the development of science to refute him, the refutation that was about to rise in his throat turned into a hearty laugh.

“Genius can point the way, but ultimately, it is the so-called mortals who will reach a better future.”

"My child, is this the resolve of the young people of your time? Remarkable..." Newton exclaimed, "It must have been a wonderful era to produce such determined young people."

"Sir Isaac, how can I realize my ideal..." Emiya Kiritsugu suppressed his inner grief and asked Newton, "The Holy Grail cannot realize my ideal, and I cannot see the path to my ideal..."

"I don't know." Newton interrupted Kiritsugu's question. "Ah, to be more precise, there are probably too many methods."

"But that will only be possible in the very distant future. You who live in the past, refusing to look to the future, content with the so-called redemption brought by each choice, will you accept this?"

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Let's see if I can finish writing this paragraph in one go today. If it goes well, I can write another one later.

Regarding the question of whether modern weapons can harm spirits mentioned in the book review, I remember that this was first mentioned by fsn. The author's account level is not high enough to post a book review (even for my own book, etc.). Let me talk about the conception here: this setting was first used by a certain fungus to simply and quickly divide the world of magic and technology. It is a typical fungus setting: everything is for the plot. This guy often eats books for this reason

So when I think about this, I interpret it as a problem of Shirou and Rin's vision. After all, a magic newcomer and an electrical idiot may not have enough experience, so they arbitrarily think that technology cannot hurt spirits. After all, from their statements, if you think about it carefully, it seems that Servants are immune to physical damage. It is said that only Servants can hurt Servants with physical damage.

In fact, as the Moon World unfolds, this setting has almost been completely eliminated. For example, Chaldea has already developed an electricity-magic conversion system, so this setting will not be adopted in this book. After all, I can't continue writing if I do so (laughs). As for the further setting of spirits, I will unfold part of it in the next volume. The current plan is to involve information theory and regard it as a kind of "field".

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Volume 27: The Alchemist's Apprentice from the Fourth War: . The Impossible Mobius Ring (Part )

Drawing open the curtains, sunlight streamed through the windows into every corner, adding a touch of warmth to this heavy conversation.

Emiya Kiritsugu's eyes became firm again, and his voice revealed an indescribable heaviness: "Is that so..." He slowly raised his head and looked directly at Newton.

"If I give up the present for the future, what difference does it make from what I do?" He questioned, even if the person in front of him was a great man from the past, even if the two sides were absolutely unequal in power.

Emiya Kirei still chose to directly confront Newton's ideas.

"Put the present and the future on opposite ends of the scale, and then choose the so-called 'correct answer.'" Emiya Kiritsugu's voice was low, and each word hit the table like lead. "I have no way of knowing what is right. Between the present and the future, I can only see the present."

"I can't see any future redemption, so I can only be content with the present." His words revealed a kind of helplessness, a feeling of powerlessness towards reality.

Newton's gaze shifted from the tea in his cup to Emiya Kiritsugu. His voice was calm and deep, "It's not that you can't see the future, it's that you simply don't want to look forward." His words carried a profound insight, "Always bound by the past, you keep your head down, pacing along, self-satisfied with your so-called salvation—"

"--You are afraid. Afraid that looking up and forward will make you lose the will to act. You are afraid of making mistakes, so you are afraid of exploring. Therefore, you will never escape the shadow of the past." Newton's words were like a sharp knife, cutting straight into Emiya Kiritsugu's heart.

"That's why you're trying to pin your problem on a vague, so-called 'universal wishing machine,' hoping to get the 'correct answer' that way." Newton's voice was filled with unquestionable authority. "My judgment is correct. A soul that cannot break free from the constraints of gravity cannot see the future."

"Yes, all I see are those tragedies." Emiya Kiritsugu's voice became low, and his gently clenched hands revealed his uncontrollable emotions. "I know, I know that simply saving the people in front of me can't change these things."

"Simply removing those superficial pains is only beautifying the appearance of the world in front of me. I can't reach the internal lesions at all, I can't reach the roots of the disease that have long been rotten, so..." There was a deep sense of powerlessness and struggle in his voice.

"It doesn't matter what, no matter who it is..." Emiya Kiritsugu was a little agitated. He turned his gaze to Xing Qingjiu, his eyes filled with a desire for an answer. "Tell me, how do we put an end to this rotten..."

Newton stretched out his hands to protect Xing Qingqi, blocking Kiritsugu's sight and gracefully interrupting his questioning.

"Emiya Kiritsugu, is this how you pronounce Reimu? Sorry, I'm not good at pronouncing Japanese names." Newton's voice was free of any apology. "This kind of question shouldn't be answered by children. This is something we should be thinking about. Young people only need to inherit a better world and then think about the future."

"You are so arrogant." Emiya Kiritsugu sighed helplessly.

"Just throw the problem to the young people. Even incompetence has its limits," Newton retorted bluntly. "The gravity of reality is enough to constrain us. Young people deserve a freer future."

Sunlight filtered through the gaps in the curtains, casting a shadow on Emiya Kiritsugu's face. A complex emotion flashed across his eyes. He gently put down the cigarette case in his hand, as if letting go of a heavy past.

"It seems that neither of us can convince the other." Emiya Kiritsugu's voice was a little weak, but his eyes became firm again, "Since the Holy Grail cannot fulfill my wish..."

"I advise you to honestly choose the happiness of an ordinary person." Newton picked up the tea that Irisviel had just refilled. "Although I don't know your experience, one thing is certain - you don't have the courage."

"Plus, you have a wife and children now," Newton said, his gaze turning to Irisviel beside him. Although it was winter, her smile was as warm and bright as a spring flower. "Perhaps you can still harden your heart and talk about sacrifice, but this determination will not last long."