Type-Moon, the Path of a Magician

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After a long lecture, Kenneth breathed a sigh of relief and sat back on the sofa, squinting his eyes. "Okay, I've basically finished telling you about the origin. Digest it well. If you have any questions, come and ask me. I'll leave first. I need to rest too."

"Okay, thank you very much for your help, Mr. Kenneth."

When leaving, Xia Yuan nodded and thanked Kenneth, then opened the door.

After all this time, he was very grateful to Kenneth. Although his attitude was fierce and his tongue was sharp, it was undeniable that he was indeed a good teacher. Both his teaching ability and sense of responsibility were admirable.

In order to ensure that he could learn it, he extended the two-hour class to nearly four hours. He started from the most basic and explained in great detail to help himself understand the knowledge of origin.

Naturally, he learned more about this aspect and had more guesses about its origin.

According to Kenneth, the so-called "origin" can be regarded as the essence of a person.

The human body and soul can be changed and replaced, but the essence will never change.

Everyone has his origin, and magicians can know a person's origin by exploring and discovering the principles of origin.

Let me give you an example based on my own understanding: Shirou's origin is [Sword] so his obsession with and benefits from the sword come from this. The Infinite Sword System is also an extension of his origin. Only Shirou Emiya who has awakened his origin can perform the Infinite Sword System to that extent. If this skill is in the hands of someone else, it would be no different from wasting magic power.

Kiritsugu's origin is [Kiri and Tsugumi], which happens to be specifically aimed at magicians, so he dismantled his ribs and ground them into powder to make origin bullets, making full use of his origin.

He has a great talent for illusion, which has been praised by both Merlin and Kenneth, so his origin is probably related to illusion.

But is it really as [illusion] as it is said?

He always felt like something was wrong.

It feels more than that.

"What did you gain? Did you get the answers you wanted?" A familiar voice called him back to his senses. He saw the count leaning against the wall, waiting for him to come out at the door.

"It's the Earl." Seeing who it was, Xia Yuan smiled slightly.

"It can be said that the benefits are quite substantial. Thanks to Teacher Kenneth, my thinking has become much clearer now."

"Really? It seems that you have fully entered the realm of magic. You are doing quite well, Master."

"Thank you for the compliment. How is your side, Count? Have you spotted any trace of Emiya Kiritsugu?"

The count shook his head and said, "No, I am monitoring every floor, and I am sure that no suspicious rats have sneaked in."

"Really? Aren't they going to blow up the building on this day? Or do they have some new plans?"

Xia Yuan pondered for a moment, and began to speculate on Emiya Kiritsugu's plan, then ordered: "From now on, I will ask you to be vigilant. If you find any trace of them, don't show mercy, just kill them directly."

Not only were he and Amakusa involved, but even old Shem and Finn showed up. This Holy Grail War was too different from the expected four wars. He did not have clairvoyance, so naturally he had no ability to control the overall situation.

No matter what Kiritsugu Emiya's plan is, if he dares to play high-rise blasting again, I can give him a surprise.

If he were attacked by the Count, even if the target was a magician killer who had mastered the inherent time system, Kiritsugu Emiya would not be able to escape the fate of being killed. After all, the Count's speed was no joke.

"...Kill directly?"

Hearing this, the Count nodded and agreed: "I understand. I will continue to be vigilant, but..."

The Earl suddenly changed the subject and his gaze returned to Xia Yuan's tired face.

"Before that, don't continue to be so stubborn, Master. You are still very tired now. Go back to your room and rest."

"Eh? Wait...I have something else to do..."

"I know, but you need rest more now."

The Earl didn't wait for Xia Yuan's consent, he just picked him up and forced him back to the room.

He whispered, "Have a good sleep, Master. Don't be too nervous. Just let nature take its course from now on."

"I will help you from now on."

……

……

The view switches to the Einzbern household.

At this moment, Emiya Kiritsugu was busy.

Looking at the uninvited young priest in front of him, Emiya Kiritsugu's face was gloomy. If he hadn't recognized him as the young man who saved his life last night, he would have pulled the trigger long ago.

However, considering that the other party had saved his life last night, and Saber beside him had already put the sword on his neck, he didn't mind giving Amakusa a chance to explain his purpose.

"There's no need to be so hostile, sir. I'm not your enemy. We can sit down and have a good talk."

Amakusa Shiro smiled helplessly, looking at the Saber master and servant in front of him who were ready to kill him at any time.

"State your purpose, intruder."

Saber obviously didn't believe his words. She frowned slightly and stared at the handsome boy.

For some reason, she felt a very bad aura from Amakusa Shiro, but she couldn't detect it, which made her dare not neglect it.

The magic power in her body was circulating, and the strong wind wrapped around the Star Sword was getting stronger and stronger. If the young man in front of her dared to do anything strange, she would chop off his head with this sword without mercy.

"Don't be so defensive, King Arthur. I am not your enemy. On the contrary, I am a friend who is here to help you realize your wish."

Hearing her real name being recited again, Artoria calmed down. Her real name had been revealed by that Lancer last night, and almost everyone present knew her real name. Naturally, there was no need to keep it secret now.

"My wish? Ridiculous! Do you know what you are talking about?"

"Of course I know, because I am serious."

Amakusa Shiro nodded, then ignored Saber's blade, turned his head and said to Emiya Kiritsugu who was on guard in the distance, "Mr. Emiya Kiritsugu, before you take action, are you interested in listening to my wish first?"

"A great wish to save all mankind..."

Relief for all mankind!

"..."

Upon hearing this, Emiya Kiritsugu was stunned for a moment, still keeping silent, but his heart couldn't help but shake.

The originally tense atmosphere became silent because of this word.

"We will not..."

Saber wanted to say something else, but Emiya Kiritsugu raised his hand to stop her.

"Wait, Saber, let him continue."

"Kiritsugu, you?"

"Very good, as expected, Mr. Emiya Kiritsugu also has the lofty ideal of saving the world? In that case, let me tell you a story."

Amakusa Shiro's gentle face smiled again, and he slowly opened his arms and told his story to the man who also longed to save the world.

It is a story full of sadness and longing.

It’s also a story of hope.

Chapter 29: Invitation from the Church

Towards evening, Weber Wilster woke up in his room in a daze.

The afterglow of the setting sun fell on his face through the windowsill. Last night, he was dragged by Teacher Kenneth to listen to the magic costume teaching class all night.

First, he followed Rider through half a night of running around, and then Kenneth dragged him to tutor him all night. With Waver's miserable physical condition, he would naturally feel weak and exhausted after going through this ordeal. He now wanted to lie on the soft goose down bed and sleep lazily until tomorrow.

Sleeping in such a comfortable bed and living in a luxurious room was a very luxurious experience for a student from a common family like him.

Because Waver was participating in the Holy Grail War as Kenneth's assistant, he no longer had to worry about accommodation and living expenses. As for the issue of magic supply, Kenneth had specially rented three high-level magic furnaces from the Clock Tower to ensure that Rider and Lancer could exert their full combat capabilities and there would definitely not be a problem of insufficient magic supply during the battle.

There were also all kinds of magic costumes, and Weber said that he had never fought such a rich battle in his life.

Although he was still a little tired, he could no longer sleep because the noise from the two guys quarreling loudly completely penetrated the soundproof walls of the hotel.

"Noisy!"

"Krypton, hahahahaha, confidence and pride are advantages, but excessive confidence is a kind of arrogance. Which one are you?"

"Hahahaha, what I pursue is only to resume my journey of conquering the world. Conquering the things that I cannot conquer is my ambition. I do not think this is arrogant."

"Are you confident that you can recreate this ridiculous wish?"

"Of course, everything I do will be successful! What do you think, Caster? Are you interested in joining my army and sharing the joy of conquering the world with me?"

Iskandar said confidently, and then extended his hand to invite the earl.

"Are you serious about inviting me, King of Conquerors? I am not some hero."

"Hahaha, of course. Even though I don't know your real name, I can sense your excellence. For a hero like you, I will naturally recruit you."

"Krypton, hahahaha, you are really funny, King of Conquerors, do you know? There are actually two kinds of arrogance. One is too low in ability, and the other is too ambitious. The former is very stupid, and the latter is a rare and precious kind."

"And which one? King of Conquerors, Iskandar."

Looking into Iskandar's eyes, the Count smiled slightly. The answer to this question was obvious.

How could such a conqueror lack wisdom and fighting spirit? From the beginning to the end, there was a fire burning in his eyes, a blazing fire of struggle and conquest.

However, his image is obviously different from the awe-inspiring and admired image of the king described in history books.

Weber Wilster, his master, has a deep understanding of this. After spending a few days with Iskandar, Weber has deeply realized the unreliability of history books.

No one could have imagined that this unkempt, otaku-like red-haired man who liked to stay in his room all day and often talked about military affairs was actually the conqueror king Iskandar, who established the vast Alexander Empire and was ranked first among the four famous generals in Europe.

Isn't this too different from the King of Conquerors that he admires?

Is this the King of Conquerors?

Or is there anything like the King of Conquerors?

After this failed encounter with his idol, Waver could no longer look directly at documents about the King of Conquerors.

Kenneth was also very glad that he had thrown the fragment of the Conqueror King's cloak that he had prepared first to Waver.

Although Iskandar is undoubtedly a top Servant, the compatibility between them cannot be said to be very low, it should be said that it is non-existent.

If he were to fight together with Iskandar, the rude orangutan, not only would they not be able to fight together against the enemy, they would also have a falling out first.

However, after pushing open the door, Waver no longer cared about these things. He was still wondering who Iskandar was talking to. After all, with Lancer and the teacher's personalities, they would not pay any attention to this red-haired gorilla.

Are you talking to yourself?

Puzzled, Waver pushed the door open. When he saw a strange Servant in the workshop, he was so frightened that he screamed. He quickly dodged behind Iskandar, holding his red cloak tightly with both hands, and shouted.

"What on earth is going on, Rider? Why are there other servants in the teacher's workshop? And you two seem to know each other very well and are chatting happily. What on earth happened?"

Iskandar frowned when he saw Waver, who was hiding behind him like a frightened chicken and started shouting.

Then Weber felt his collar tighten, and suddenly a hand appeared and grabbed the back of his collar, then lifted him up easily as if he was a little wild cat. A pair of huge tiger eyes stared at Weber for a long time, and then showed a mouthful of white teeth.

"Don't be so nervous, kid. Let me introduce you. This is Caster. He didn't tell me his real name."

"However, he is now our companion. While you were sleeping, Caster's Master had formed an alliance with your teacher."

"Alliance? Are you saying that while I was sleeping, the teacher successfully won over Caster's Master?"

Weber, who was lifted in the air, was stunned for a moment, and looked at the Cave King with a little confusion.

Seeing Weber's gaze, the Earl nodded, "Yes, we can indeed be considered allies now."

“That’s not right…”

After thinking for a while, Waver suddenly realized that he was in a strange perspective and started shouting again: "Stupid Rider, put me down! Is this how you treat your Master?"

"Hahaha, what does it matter? Caster is not an outsider now."

"That's not what I'm talking about! You idiot, listen to me a little. It's too embarrassing to carry me like this. Put me down now! I'll take you down!"

Looking at Iskandar's still heartless appearance, and then at the Cave King's half-smile, Waver's face turned red with embarrassment. Just as he was about to explode, he heard a familiar voice coming from behind him.

"That's enough! Weber Verster, you just woke up and you're making a scene again. How can you be so disrespectful? Don't you have any awareness as a student of El-Melloi? Or do you want to write a few more apologies when you return?"

"I'm sorry, Mr. Kenneth!"

Hearing this sarcastic voice, Weber's DNA moved, and he once again remembered the fear of being dominated by Kenneth. His body shuddered subconsciously and he quickly responded.

After this period of training, he now respects and fears Kenneth.

He respected him because Kenneth was his teacher, who was extremely outstanding in both education and talent. His progress under his training was visible to the naked eye. He also cared about his safety and distributed many very high-end magic costumes to him for self-defense.

He was afraid of him because Kenneth was also very strict as a teacher. He was so busy with all kinds of magic lessons that he was dizzy. He was also very strict and would not allow him to make any mistakes. During this period, he received a lot of attention from Kenneth. Just thinking about the homework day and night and Kenneth's ruthless criticism, he suddenly felt a stomachache.

"Look, boy, that's our new ally, Caster's Master."

Seeing them appear, Iskandar also let Weber down from mid-air and pointed at Xia Yuan next to Kenneth.