Type-Moon, the Path of a Magician

Paji——

"oops!"

"Humph, I am the king. My tyranny is naturally different from Lancer's. Besides, this is my training for you."

"Experience?" Weber was a little confused.

"You are such a coward, lacking in ambition. Did you join the Holy Grail War just to help that Lemonhead? Don't you have any ambitions of your own? You have been nagging non-stop since just now, and I can't stand it any more."

"Since you were chosen by the Holy Grail, it means that you have a wish that you want to realize. If that's the case, then you should fight for it. Why are you being so timid?!"

"Ambition... Of course I have that kind of thing! But..."

"Nothing good!"

Iskandar suddenly interrupted, "Aren't you participating in the Holy Grail War just to realize your own value and gain the recognition of that lemon head?"

"But if this is all you have to aspire to, it's too pathetic. You're just a useless person who has no desire to conquer and is willing to be a tool for others!"

“… Useless?!”

This word suddenly reminded him of what happened to him in the Clock Tower.

Whether it was his classmates who came from great magic families or his high-ranking lecturers, they all said to him this word that hurt his heart.

"No matter how hard you try, you're just a useless piece of shit with no bloodline."

Useless?! That kind of thing... I am not! !

Waver stood up in anger, looked at the serious Iskandar, and shouted, "Yes! I am just as pathetic as you said! So narrow-minded! I didn't expect that even you would want to lecture me. What's wrong with me just wanting to prove myself?"

"After all, you are just a familiar. What can you understand? Can you understand the feeling of being discriminated and laughed at by teachers, classmates, and even the whole world? Do you know how much effort I have silently put in to prove myself?"

"You're right. I just want to prove myself! I also want to overthrow that bullshit theory of aristocratic bloodline with my own hands, become the famous magician Weber, and then prove my talent to Teacher Kenneth and the magic world! What's wrong with that?!"

"..."

Listening to Weber's angry roar, Iskandar, as a bystander, did not respond, but just silently looked at the poor boy in front of him who was a combination of awkwardness, arrogance, and inferiority. He was not a bad person by nature, but was trapped in a cage.

How sad is this?

While moving forward, walking on that rugged road that you think is right, you have already fallen into the cage of your own world, trapped in your own obsession, unable to see the truth, nor the excitement of the broad future, and even less able to see the reality you are in, and can only continue to sink.

“Why are you silent, Rider? Are you scared? Yes, it’s right to be scared. If you don’t want to leave at the very beginning, then just cooperate. Remember, I am the Master!”

"Ha ha ha ha--"

Iskandar did not refute Waver's funny expression, but just laughed unmoved and said, "Are you scared? From the beginning to the end, the only thing I was afraid of was that my legs would fall down before reaching the end of the sea, and I would not be able to complete the journey of conquest to my satisfaction!"

"Since you insist on doing so, then do as you please. Stay by my side and feel the dominance of conquest. One day, you will be able to walk out of that narrow cage."

As he spoke, Iskandar lifted Weber up again as if he were a little wild cat, and summoned the [Godly Wheel] again to control the thunder and streak across the sky.

“Ahhh! How many times have I told you, stupid Rider, don’t lift me like this, and don’t drive so fast, I can’t take it!”

"Hahahaha-"

Hearty laughter and Weber's wailing rang out from the sky, accompanied by the roar of thunder.

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Damn it!

Toosaka Tokiomi cursed.

He didn't expect that Xia Yuan, a Muggle, could be so cruel. Not only did Assassin's assassination fail, but his entire army was wiped out, leaving behind a huge mess.

Looking at the raging flames in the distance, veins on Toosaka Tokichi's hands bulged.

You have to know that he is the manager of the underground veins of Fuyuki City, and he is also the secret assistant of the Holy Church this time. He also has to pay part of the compensation for the unrest and losses caused during the Holy Grail War.

Xia Yuan's move of secretly abandoning his own base and arranging a chain of gas explosions caught him off guard.

"Kirei, have you found any trace of that boy?"

"No, Master. The fire over there was too big and the residents were in a state of turmoil. We couldn't find any trace of him in such a dense crowd."

"That's it..."

Tōsaka Tokiomi sighed and said helplessly, "I'll leave the aftermath to you, Kirei."

"As you command, my master." Kotomine Kirei nodded and reported everything in detail: "That place is in the suburbs, so the explosion did not cause any casualties, but it was just a sea of ​​fire that set a lot of shops nearby on fire. The fire has been brought under control now, but the financial losses are also a considerable expense."

"I understand. You can leave first. Don't forget to shut up the media and never let the secret be exposed. If you want to know the reason... just say it was a natural gas leak."

"Is there a natural gas leak?"

Kotomine Kirei nodded, and then replied: "I understand, teacher."

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What does it feel like to burn down your own house?

He didn't know whether there was such a pleasure as explosion in art, but he couldn't calm down when he saw with his own eyes that the fruits of his hard work for so many years were reduced to ashes in an instant.

But these were no longer important to him. He had only used a house to exchange for a Servant's clone, so it was a huge win for him no matter how you looked at it. Moreover, the subsequent cleanup was enough to distract Tōsaka Tokiomi and Kotomine Kirei slightly, giving him more breathing time.

Xia Yuan shook his head, replayed these thoughts in his mind, and jogged against the crowd, finally running to an abandoned stronghold of the Fujimura Group in the suburbs, temporarily using it as a resting place.

After being busy for such a long time, Xia Yuan glanced at the fiery clouds in the distant sky and forced a tired smile.

The fatigue in the eyes and the smile and bitterness at the corners of the mouth are hard to fake.

Having witnessed the powerful strength of those Servants with his own eyes, and the lower limits that were constantly being refreshed by these Masters, he was also mentally exhausted.

After being busy for so long, it's time to take a break...

Looking at the simple little bed made of waste cardboard boxes beside him, he smiled tiredly, then fell asleep.

Take a good rest first, the days ahead will be more difficult.

[I'm already here, where are you? ]

The shadows of the night quietly lengthen——

The agile black figure nimbly dodged several blue butterflies hovering at the entrance and sneaked in quietly.

He survived, he was the only one who survived the gas chain explosion.

At that time, his task was to keep watch and conduct reconnaissance in the periphery. As a result, a sudden explosion next to him blew him away directly. However, due to the long distance, he was only seriously injured and not killed.

He then began to search the surrounding area for Master Caster who had not yet appeared. Although it was difficult to find a person in a crowd, it was not impossible.

Different people's expressions, states, and body languages ​​will convey information. As Hassan, they are very skilled in grasping this information, and they have seen Xia Yuan's face when he was in the Cathedral Church, so as long as they can find him, they will be able to recognize him.

So during the rapid search, he soon noticed the figure who was quietly leaving against the crowd, so he hid his body and followed quietly. With his A-level breath concealment, he could of course complete the tracking easily.

But what puzzled him was that the Master clearly said that he was just an ordinary person, so why did he now have the aura of a magician?

So he didn't rush to act, fearing that it was a trap.

When I saw several light blue butterfly familiars being released by him.

Assassin understood.

I understand why Xia Yuan has magical powers. It turns out that he has become a magician and is no longer an ordinary person. Considering the time period, it means that he has become a magician from an ordinary person in such a short period of time.

Although it was a bit outrageous, it was not something incomprehensible. After all, the Servant he summoned was of the most mysterious Caster class, and it was not impossible that it could help him become a Master in such a short time.

This is a simple magic workshop that has not yet been completed, and it is Xia Yuan’s temporary base.

So he planned to take advantage of the good opportunity when the boy had let down his guard and Caster was not there.

However, just as he swiftly passed through layers of obstacles and arrived in front of Xia Yuan, preparing to complete the assassination -

"Um!!"

The sudden attack made it difficult for him to resist. By the time he reacted, his body had been knocked back several meters.

"You are?!"

Turning his head, he saw those golden eyes staring at him fiercely.

Then, a hand carrying dark flames pierced his chest easily.

There is no way to avoid this speed.

Looking in astonishment, he saw that smiling face, as if mocking his arrogance.

"Humph."

Bear!

The dark flames boiled again, and Assassin's soul core shattered, and his body was completely burned in front of him.

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Chapter 22: Tea Party in a Dream

[I would rather be lost in dreams forever. To me, dreams... are reality—]

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In the dream world, when illusion and reality continue to overlap, the sea of ​​flowers in the paradise reaches the sky, and the rainbow light disappears between heaven and earth.

The magician with naturally curly hair close to white and rainbow color arranged this dream tea party in the sea of ​​flowers in the dream, and he said so to the sleeper.

"...Sea of ​​flowers?"

The originally broken dreams and memories were gradually restored with the dancing of the sea of ​​flowers. Xia Yuan looked at this ominous intruder with some surprise.

Merlin = Mei Liangxin, he knew it.

The worst of scum, the greatest scum, and one of the main culprits in the death of King Arthur.

It can be said that anything related to Merlin is almost never a good thing. Now that this guy has appeared in his dreams, he suddenly feels something is wrong and feels that things are not simple.

"Then, may I ask what the great British swordsman is doing by deliberately breaking into my dream?"

"Ah, ah, big brother is just an ordinary court magician, how come he suddenly became the British Sword Saint?"

“Although sometimes I feel that it is more convenient to just chop with a sword instead of chanting a complicated spell that will make you bite your tongue.”

Is this the reason why you swing your sword and chop people regardless of whether you have a blue card or a red card?

Looking at the smiling Merlin, Xia Yuan began to think: Although Merlin's intentions seemed kind and warm on the outside, he was actually a despicable monster to the extreme.

Not even human.

He looked down at the three-stroke scarlet Command Spell still on the back of his hand, and felt that his connection with the Earl was still there, and he felt relieved.

The Earl has the ability to travel through dreams. With him around, Merlin shouldn't be able to do anything strange to him, so the safety factor instantly increases a lot.

"Don't worry, even though Big Brother's reputation may not be very good, he won't do anything to you, so please don't call that fierce guy in, please!"

"Ok?"

Xia Yuan was puzzled. You clearly knew the Earl's abilities, yet you still dared to enter my dream?

"Well, you should have noticed that this is not the first time I have tried to contact you. It's just that the previous times, I was driven out by the Avenger next to you. I really didn't expect that I would be expelled in a dream, but..."

Merlin scratched his head and looked at the changing scenery of the sea of ​​flowers around him with some distress, with a thoughtful expression, but he seemed to like to speak only half of what he said.

"You really surprised me. The scenery in your dream is so beautiful, and surprisingly suitable for me."

"My dream is suitable for you. What you mean is..." Xia Yuan frowned: "Isn't this the scenery you created?"

"That's right. The scenes here were not created by me. Instead, they were all imagined by you in your dream. You are the master of the dream and naturally the dream builder."

"Although there are some differences from the real Avalon, this tower at the end and the sea of ​​flowers in the sky are extremely similar, both in color and style. So, Mr. Xia Yuan, how does a young man who has never been to Avalon know the full picture of Avalon?" Merlin asked with a smile.

"Brother, I'm very curious."

"Avalon?"

Xia Yuan was stunned for a moment, turned his head and began to look at the surrounding scenery, with a look of surprise on his face.

This is where I built it myself!

Merlin asked himself how he knew what Avalon looked like?