People are in Type-Moon, but they practice science

Gray was lying on the cold mud at night, but this was not the reason why she felt cold. This strong body was much more resistant to cold than ordinary people. The coldness she felt was the coldness of the human heart, which was a hundred times stronger than the real physical coldness.

"Ha...ah..." Gray uttered meaningless words. What should she do? Escape from this village? Leave here and go to the outside world that she had never seen before?

Her surroundings and her family have all become fanatical believers since six years ago, and they are keen on reviving the "king". She thought that Mr. Belsac, who chose her as the heir, would help her, but judging from the results tonight, they still support that side. Her teacher Shion... turned out to be an assistant who came here according to the contract...

Is this her destiny?

"Grey."

A familiar voice sounded in my ears.

"Shion...Sensei?"

"You are so amazingly kind. You have guessed all that, but you are still willing to call me that?"

Shion's words were clearly ringing in my ears, but there was no one around.

"Teacher Shion...where are you?"

"It's just a means of communication. Gray, now is not the time to despair. The turning point has arrived, and the door to the secret room has been opened."

"Secret room..." Is it the secret room that the teacher mentioned repeatedly before? There is a reversal there, maybe the truth is not what she saw? The teacher is a rational person, she can easily find me but is willing to give me a hint, maybe she has to obey the contract, and in fact, the teacher's own wish is not like that?

A little hope began to arise in Gray's heart.

"That's right. Give Gray a hint: Under the church, in the storage room. In addition, I will give you another blessing that [no one will notice]. Gray, use your own eyes to see the truth for yourself." Seeing that Gray did not respond immediately, Shion added, "Okay, get up, the ground is cold."

Shion's voice just disappeared.

"..."

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A large underground cavity. The Blackmoya cemetery.

The vast space was filled with a large number of skeletons, just like a sea of ​​​​mandala flowers. There was almost no place to step. The terrifying smell of death filled the entire space.

"This place is filled with a high density of 'spirits'. Is this the cause of the death?"

Belsak replied: "Yes, Brakmoya has been responsible for transporting the dead souls here since ancient times. This is the duty of the gravekeeper. The next generation is Gray, but unfortunately she is not mature enough and is afraid of the 'spirit' because she is too sensitive."

Shion seemed to be following behind with her eyes closed, "Oh? So, what are these moving skeletons?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the skeletons seemed to be controlled by something, and soldiers made of skeletons stood up one by one, wearing armor and weapons made of skeletons.

"I see. The ultimate weapon (principle reaction) that is operated by the mind automatically attacks? It is the spiritual element of the 'King'?"

Belsak used an axe to split the head of a skeleton soldier. "That's right. This is one part of the resurrection ceremony. The other part is Gray."

"That's not right," Shion used etheric fiber to directly invade the "spirit" possessed by another skeleton soldier, causing it to lose its response. "The three elements of body, soul, and spirit are missing the soul. Gray only has a body, so resurrection cannot be successful."

"No, we have the spirit particle technology of Atlas Institute—"

“Belsak, even if we can weave souls, it will take a long time to accumulate data. The existing physical achievements are an example. It is impossible to complete it in a short time. You used my technology to create false rhetoric and deceived them (the Black Madonna faction).

"This explains your motives a few days ago. You allowed the news of my contact with Gray to spread, causing the Black Madonna faction in the village,

The forces of the Holy Church reacted violently - one side was the most active in holding the ceremony, while the other side was the most eager to destroy this "heretical" ceremony.

"Finally, the Holy Church has issued an order for action, and the Black Madonna faction is getting nervous. You staged another scene and asked the leader of that faction to speed up preparations for the ceremony. That Pastor Fernando is your man. No, you at least have some leverage over him."

"Fernando? He's a fence-sitter," Belsac shook his head. "Six years ago, he was the one who reported Gray's appearance changes to the church headquarters. He has always felt guilty about it, but he doesn't dare to oppose the church too obviously."

He chopped the skeleton soldiers again, but there were endless soldiers around him.

"But he brought both sides' actions much earlier, greatly increasing the chances of a conflict. Now, you brought me here to help you complete the 'failure' of the ritual? You are also taking advantage of the loophole in the contract. Then, do you know what a failed 'holy child' means? You didn't want Gray to inherit the gravekeeper at all, did you?"

"It is my wish that Gray should leave this mountain village and never come back. These are not what she should bear. But to be able to see this place, you are worthy of being from Atlas Court."

"——Because, everything." Facing the skeleton army that surrounded her, Shion raised her arms and opened her hands. The etheric fibers shot radially and accurately at the heads of the skeletons one by one, and then she retracted the fibers like lightning. The surrounding skeleton soldiers fell down in unison. Then, she opened her eyes:

“——It’s all being calculated!”

Chapter 43 Shining in the Final Gun!

"——Because everything is calculated!"

As the words fell, Belsak saw with his own eyes how Ziyuan easily swept away a large number of skeleton soldiers, which made him, a professional gravekeeper, doubt his own level of soul retreat.

After doing all this, Shion looked at Belsak, "As mentioned before, the three elements of body, soul, and spirit are indispensable. The 'skeleton' is the body, the reaction of principles and laws is the spirit, and the residual soul of the dead is the spirit. We only need to invade the soul element to make it unable to move or leave the body. Even if the number of dead souls is huge, the skeletons as containers are still limited.

"And what you are doing is only dismantling the bones, separating the bones from the spirit, and being unable to prevent their repair and regeneration."

"Is this the technology of the Atlas Institute? What a sophisticated calculation. A gravekeeper like me can only be an empiricist who relies on past experience."

"You just underestimated the mental function of the rational reaction. Let's get back to Gray's question, Belsac, you don't plan to tell Gray the truth, right?"

"Of course, leave here and never come back—" Belsak's intention of coming here is very obvious. He hopes that Shion, who is quickly becoming close to Gray, will take Gray away forever.

"——You are not a good gravekeeper mentor," Shion denied this. "It is sad to live a life forever away and forever blinded. If some truths are not faced, she will be shadowed for the rest of her life."

"you--"

"—Isn't that right, Gray?"

Belsak looked back and realized that Gray was holding the Scythe of Death and had stood behind them at some point.

I didn't even realize how this child Gray became so skilled.

Belsac couldn't help but think so, but he soon noticed the complicated expression on Gray's face, "Gray, did you hear all of our conversation?"

"...Hmm." Gray was a little afraid to look at Belsak and Shion. She had actually doubted her closest teacher before. It turned out that she was too immature...

Shion interrupted at this time: "Let me add one more thing, Belsak, little Gray also heard the play you performed in the cabin."

"So it was Gray at that time...Alchemist, you are doing unnecessary things."

"Since you've let me participate, you should be prepared for this. Aren't your little actions these days considered 'redundant'?"

Gray had already learned the entire plan, so it would be useless to say more. Belsac sighed and said, "Forget it... Next, you should go towards the swamp. There is a 'temple'. Your (Atlas Academy's) weapons are there."

Shion understood Belsak's intention to leave, "Are you leaving now?"

"With you here, what room do I, an old man, have to play? I have to go to the ground to clean up the mess. Let's go."

Throwing down these words, Belsak prepared to leave in a hurry.

Gray saw Belsak was about to leave, and finally couldn't help but speak: "Um, I'm sorry... It's all because of my immaturity..."

“Hmph… All right,” Belsak waved his hand, not stopping his pace. “I know your personality well. When you go out into the outside world in the future, observe more and use your brain more. Don’t expect someone to cover you every time…”

As Belsac walked further and further away, the sound gradually became blurred.

Shion shook her head and said, "This old man is really not frank at all."

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"Teacher, you just mentioned that the change in my appearance was related to a magic ritual?"

On the way to the temple, Shion and Gray talked about this a little.

"Yes, in Fuyuki City in Japan, there is a great ceremony called the Holy Grail War, during which many ancient Heroic Spirits appear... One of the Heroic Spirits of the Holy Grail War in 1994 should be the one that Gray's village wants to resurrect."

“I see… What an incredible ceremony.”

If there hadn't been this so-called "Holy Grail War", she wouldn't have become like this, Gray thought.

"Well, this was actually told to me by a friend of mine from the Far East. He was an eyewitness to the incident."

"Eh——Sensei's friend...what kind of person would he be?"

"Ah? Well, let's talk about this when we have a chance, haha..."

"......?" Gray was puzzled and felt that the teacher's behavior was a little strange.

"We're here. It's right in front."

Fortunately, the change in the surrounding environment temporarily ended the topic.

There is a huge building standing abruptly in this vast underground space - the temple.

In terms of its architectural style, it is more like a tomb than a temple. The main door of the building is open, leading directly into the interior, where you can see a statue that is too familiar to Gray - the Black Madonna.

【Leave here.】

A voice said, so close to my ear that it seemed to come directly from my mind.

"Who is it?" Gray raised her sickle and protected Shion.

"It's obvious, right? Who else could it be but her? The 'spiritual' part of King Arthur."

"..." At this time, Gray finally saw the existence of this person whose fate was somewhat similar to hers.

It was a girl, the queen who led a group of skeleton spirits. She wore a metal mask and her appearance was blurry, but Gray could feel that the girl would turn into what Gray had seen countless times in the mirror - the end of a mountain village girl who hoped to be shattered like a mirror.

[Outsider, you shouldn't be here. Everything here has nothing to do with you. ]

Foreign...what...? Gray thought that the girl would at least communicate something with her, but the girl was obviously talking to Shion.

Why is Shion a foreigner? Isn't King Arthur's spiritual body a weapon of the organization where the teacher works? Or has this weapon completely become King Arthur and has nothing to do with the original body?

"I see. I really can't rely on luck," Shion asked Gray to step away. "Murakami's illusion is not effective against non-living things."

Under Gray's shocked gaze, the figure of "Shion" twisted and vanished, leaving behind only a boy of the same age whom Gray did not recognize.

“…Teacher… No, who are you…!?”

Gray's mind was confused for a moment. The teacher Shion she knew was replaced... or was it from the beginning...

"Let me introduce myself again," Qin Xuan spoke in the rational tone that Gray was most familiar with. Of course, this was the tone he preferred. "I am Qin Xuan, a friend of Atlas Academy alchemist Shion, who was also a witness of the Holy Grail War in Fuyuki City. I was entrusted by the previous dean to come here to recover the final weapon, the Principle Reaction."

"Teacher...she..." Gray still wanted to confirm.

"It's right in front of us," Qin Xuan pulled out the etheric fiber and swung it around. "In order to enter the village properly without arousing suspicion, I borrowed the identity of a friend. Ziyuan herself is still in the courtyard."

"..."

Qin Xuan noticed that the girl leading the skeletons was always targeting him. "Okay, let's stop talking nonsense. The person in front of us is King Arthur's pseudo-spiritual body after all. Give him some face."

At this moment, the black spear in the hand of the Skeleton King condensed with light, and the high-pressure magic power formed a vortex, which seemed to vibrate the atmosphere of the large void.

Describing the projection of the Tower at the End, praising the name of the Eternal King——

[Holy Lance, weigh anchor! ]

Chapter 44: Zibia! You plotted against me!

“Get out of the way…!”

The Skeleton King's holy spear was always pointed at Qin Xuan, so he asked Grey to stay away from him.

A violent storm blew, revealing a glimpse of the might of the Age of Gods; boiling light and heat filled the entire field of vision.

That is the legendary King Arthur's spear of death, that is the true projection of the tower at the end of the world, that is the scorching sun that is about to gallop towards us.

To be honest, this was Qin Xuan's first time facing a treasure, and he really had no experience in direct confrontation...

"-No!" Gray hesitated for just a moment and decided to protect Qin Xuan. Although the teacher had concealed his identity before, he did help her!

"Yade, lift the second stage restrictions!"

Huh? I obviously lied to her, why is this kid working so hard, what kind of country angel is this?

The Grim Reaper's Scythe unfolded and changed. Under the illumination of the light and in the three-dimensional field of vision, its size and shape underwent incredible changes. The dazzlingly shining gun body and the state filled with magical power were exactly the same as the black holy spear in the hands of the Skeleton King.

Super, both are genuine? Could this Holy Lance be wholesaled? Then can I also go to Merlin to ask for a wholesale Holy Lance?

The breath of the Godly Era True Ether was right before his eyes, which made Qin Xuan couldn't help but have such thoughts.

However, the two holy spears cannot be allowed to collide. Qin Xuan looked at the rock wall above his head. If they hit it, the cave will definitely collapse.

"Trust me, Gray, don't release the Holy Lance just yet. Listen to my signal."

Suddenly, Qin Xuan's words came to Gray's ears.

"Ah?" She tilted her head and seemed to hear a gust of wind passing by, but she found that Qin Xuan had disappeared without a trace.