Type-Moon, the Path of a Magician

Type-Moon, the Path of a Magician

Author: Drunk Real Person

Summary:

(Note: No simulator, no system, Type-Moon fanfiction, the first 30 words are free, if you are interested, you can click in and take a look)

In Fuyuki City, as an ordinary time traveler, Xia Yuan lives a peaceful and stable life every day that even Kira Yoshikage envies.

Keep disasters one step slower than me. As long as I run fast enough, troubles cannot catch up with me. My principle is to live safely in this dangerous world.

However, his life trajectory began to deviate extremely after he was involved in the huge magic ritual of the "Holy Grail War" held in the other world.

The avenger named the Cave King reached out to him, and the great magician Merlin of Britain applauded his story. The exciting story is about to begin.

King Arthur, the King of Heroes, the King of Conquerors, the story continues to unfold, and he encounters countless heroes to write new chapters.

Since being ordinary is no longer guaranteed, start writing your own story from now on.

——The ending of the story is decided by me.

My Years in the Type-Moon World

Volume 1: The Fourth Holy Grail War [Beginning]

Prologue: A Foreigner in Fuyuki City

[Because we met, everything can begin——]

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A long, long time ago, magic and science were both subjects.

But as time went by, the mystery of this planet began to fade, and the existence of magic was gradually forgotten by people.

To this day, magic has become a word that only exists in fantasy. Those families that still possess a complete heritage of magic are all ancient families with a long history. It is obvious that magic has completely faded out of human society.

In the hidden side of the world, they call themselves magicians.

.........

Time: Winter 1990.

Location: Fuyuki City, Hyōgo Prefecture, Japan.

On this day, an unlucky soul from another world, like many of his predecessors, was sent here on a sunny day by a human trafficking organization from another world that used trucks as their tools of crime.

As a trafficked young person in the 21st century, I am speechless.

He was walking on the crosswalk and strictly obeyed traffic rules. Although he heard a loud roar in his ears, before he could react, he was directly sent to another world by the front of the truck.

When Xia Yuan opened his eyes, the sunny summer had suddenly turned into a cold winter.

He really looked confused.

The crowd around him was bustling past him, and he felt a little dazed and helpless in the crowd.

Accompanied by the unfamiliar city and people speaking a language he couldn't understand, by the time he really figured out the situation, he couldn't accept this absurdity anymore.

But after being thrown into the streets of another world and wandering for a few weeks, no matter how much you don't want to accept it, you have to accept the reality.

At the beginning of his time travel, he had wondered whether he would have the same cheating abilities as his predecessors, or carry some kind of system plug-in, ready to start a new life in this world.

In the end, he realized that he was overthinking it. The suffering of those weeks made him completely succumb to this cruel reality.

They slept on the streets, picked up trash, and even fought with homeless people over a clean bench in the park.

He lived in this kind of wandering life for a long time, but fortunately he did not degenerate. No matter how many hardships he encountered, he would always find a way out.

Even if you are in a desperate situation, you must not kneel down. This is the concept that he always adheres to.

…………

dong dong dong...

Near the outskirts of Fuyuki City, in a small courtyard with a plaque that read "Fujimura Family", someone knocked gently on the wooden door of the courtyard.

"Ms. Ohkawa, are you home—?"

"I'm coming."

Along with the energetic girl's voice, the wooden door was pushed open from the inside.

The two met each other through a door.

Inside is a gangster lady with a brown ponytail, wearing sportswear and full of energy.

Outside was a gangster youth with black hair and a black gown, smiling and greeting her.

"Long time no see, Miss Taikawa."

"What? It's Xia Jun? What's the matter that brings you to see me so late? Are those Yamaguchi-gumi guys getting restless? Do you need me to help you beat them down?" After seeing the person coming, Dahe smiled happily, waving his little fists and said excitedly.

You can see that she is in a good mood.

This is how the new year should be full of energy.

"Please forgive me. If I take you to a fight, the old man will get mad."

In response, Xia Yuan just smiled, rubbed her head and joked.

"Also, girls shouldn't always fight and kill. If the team leader finds out, he'll put you in solitary confinement again."

"Really? Stop using my grandfather to pressure me all the time."

"But it doesn't matter, he won't be willing to punish me." Dahe patted his chest and said confidently.

"Besides, I'm very skilled. Those Yamaguchi-gumi idiots are no match for me. I'll lead you to defeat them all."

Seeing the girl's confident look, Xia Yuan smiled and didn't say much. He just handed over the gift he had prepared.

"This is?"

"It's a New Year's gift for you. I'm here to pass on a message to the team leader."

"Send a message for your grandfather?"

"Yes, he asked me to tell him that the Fujimura Group will be very busy recently. You should be more obedient at home and don't run around. Also, school will start after the New Year, so don't forget your winter vacation homework."

After taking the package and feeling the familiar mass and shape in his hands, Dahao's face suddenly froze, like a deflated ball, no longer having the energy he had just now.

"Gu..."

The so-called New Year's gift turned out to be winter vacation homework...

This New Year's gift is really too heavy.

"New Year is coming, but winter vacation homework also needs to be completed. Anyway, come on girl, a bright future is waiting for you."

(QAQ)

Seeing the girl's funny bitter face, Xia Yuan's mood couldn't help but improve. He rubbed her head and didn't plan to tease her anymore. Then he took out a fairly thick red envelope from his pocket and handed it to her.

"Happy New Year, lucky money."

Ever since I was picked up by the Fujimura Group a few years ago, I have accumulated some savings over such a long period of time. Although I am still not rich, it is not a problem to give a child New Year's money.

Although the eldest daughter of the Fujimura Group is unlikely to be short of money, as a relatively older senior, this little token of appreciation still needs to be given.

"Thank you very much, Brother Xia Yuan."

After receiving the red envelope, Dahe smiled and put the money into his pocket.

No matter which child it is, they will be very happy to receive New Year’s money.

She doesn't want money, she just likes "lucky money"

After a burst of laughter and joy, this New Year's visit came to an end. Xia Yuan did not stay any longer. He refused Yamato's invitation to come into the house and turned around and left.

Walking on the empty road and looking at the falling snowflakes, Xia Yuan couldn't help but recall every detail of his life over the years.

It has been almost three years since I came to this world. My experience in these three years can be described as rich and colorful. First, I learned Japanese completely through my wandering life based on my original foundation.

Afterwards, he started a small hawker business with the little money he earned from picking up waste. Although he was often chased by urban management and gangsters because he operated without a license and could not pay protection fees, he had also thought about becoming a plagiarist.

But in 1994, not to mention whether the things from the future would be popular here, he only knew fragments of the contents of the book, and the knowledge in his brain was far from enough to be a plagiarist, so this path was certainly not feasible.

However, relying on his honest sales and his own law-abidingness, he managed to gain a foothold in the small street in more than half a year. Later, when the Fujimura Group was recruiting, he finally had a normal job.

Although being a gangster is not a normal profession, after all, with my blacklisted household registration, I'm afraid no regular job would dare to hire me.

After that, his daily life gradually changed from setting up stalls and picking up scraps to collecting protection fees on the streets every day. Sometimes he had to fight with members of the Yamaguchi-gumi, and of course he had to hide from the police.

Life is plain but fulfilling. At least I don’t have to wander around like a stray dog, snatching food. I have a place to stay and rely on in this world.

With his advanced ideas and an attitude of cherishing this difficult job, he always stays motivated. Even if the task is very difficult, he can complete it very beautifully, which makes him very valued in the Fujimura group.

Recently, because of his previous proposal, the team leader also felt that their Fujimura team should indeed adapt to the changes of the times and then begin to move closer to the white path. As a result, they began to invest in many electronic industries, and even the style of their members has become much more restrained.

Things gradually turned from black to white, and everything was proceeding in an orderly manner. He originally thought that days like this would last for a long time.

But unfortunately, such a peaceful life was broken a few days ago.

.........

Carrying the dinner he bought at the discount supermarket, Xia Yuan rode his bike back to his house.

This house of considerable size was given to him by the old man as a reward because he had made many contributions to the Fujimura Group and became a core member.

One day, Team Leader Fujimura heard that Xia Yuan was still living in a cramped bachelor apartment, so he said: A man should always have a home. Even though you are young now, you will need a place to stay whether you start a family or retire. It just so happened that he had an old house near the Dongmu Outer Ring Road, which was used as a rest stop when the organization was first started. Now it is no longer used, so he generously rewarded this junior to him.

He sighed deeply, and when he took out the key as usual to open the door, the door of the house opened automatically, and a magnetic male voice came from inside.

"Are you back, Master?"

Well, "I'm back, Count."

After responding faintly, Xia Yuan took off his shoes and walked in from the entrance.

The mysterious figure sitting in the room is a cool, handsome and elegant guy. His cold temperament alone can save a lot of air-conditioning costs for the entire room. It feels cold even when staying in front of him.

In response to the man's greeting, Xia Yuan responded slowly.

"Good evening, Count. Have you finished reading those books I bought for you?"

Xia Yuan didn't dare to offend the ancestor who had appeared before him in the slightest.

Although he was not as difficult to get along with as imagined, he was always wary of Servants.

Although he was his Master now, he knew very well what he was like. He was not Ritsuka Fujimaru, and he did not have her kind of almost heaven-defying personality charm. He was just a third-rate Master who had not even activated his magic circuits. How could he command these heroes? So he always kept a low profile.

And the person he summoned was also a bit unexpected.

It's okay to say that he has a temper, but he is a true anti-hero, his alignment is Chaotic Evil, and he can definitely be described as moody.

But in a sense, he was surprisingly easy to get along with. At least he never caused any trouble for me during this period. He just liked to go out alone and stay at home reading.

"It's no longer necessary. I've already read most of the books that interest me..."

The count shook his head, glanced at Xia Yuan who had just returned home, and deliberately pushed a cup of pre-brewed coffee over to him, his every move still revealing his elegance.

"Drink it, master. It's easy to get sick after being blown by the cold wind for so long."

"Coffee again..."

Seeing the steaming black coffee, Xia Yuan couldn't help but swallow.

"What's wrong? It's not some expensive coffee, but it tastes okay."

"Count, the coffee you make is delicious, but I am still not very good at tasting this bitter taste."

Xia Yuan smiled bitterly, but did not intend to refuse the Earl's kindness. He picked up the coffee handed to him by the Earl and prepared to drink it.

"Is it……"

The count who was sitting opposite him came to his side at some point, covered the cup with his hand, took out a sugar cube from his pocket and handed it to him, saying, "Pure coffee is indeed very bitter. If you are not good at it, add some sugar cubes before drinking it."

Looking at the candy handed to him, Xia Yuan felt a little surprised. If they had not been together for a long time, it would be hard to imagine that this cold Cave King could have such a gentle side. So he quietly raised his head and stared at the Earl in front of him.

I thought to myself: Isn’t this very gentle…

"Huh? What's wrong? Is there something on my face?" Noticing Xia Yuan staring at him, the Earl frowned slightly.

"No, there isn't."

Xia Yuan shook his head and lowered his head to continue tasting his coffee.