Type-Moon, the Path of a Magician

Probably the same situation as Fujimaru Ritsuka.

Looking at the vengeful ghost in front of him with a mocking smile, he continued: "You don't need to tell me these things. Now you just need to tell me where the enemy is."

"what?"

The count was slightly stunned, then burst into laughter and couldn't help but applaud Xia Yuan.

"Really? You didn't panic even though you were in hell. Instead, you recognized your situation and even thought of a way to leave? I'm really impressed by you."

"As mentioned before, the Island of Despair and the Prison Tower are the other side of grudges and are also a hotbed of sin. Your enemies have already arrived with the smell of sin..."

"Sin..."

creak-

Along with the sound of the heavy iron door of the dungeon being pushed open, something was released.

At this time, the howling of evil spirits was heard not far away.

The count sat back on the chair, pointed at the evil spirits that had followed the scent and said, "Then let's start with them. There are only desperate undead wandering in the prison tower, and this living body full of vitality is naturally their first choice. Now they have found you by following the scent!"

"But don't panic. They are just the dead souls who have passed away. They don't have the ability to take over your soul. They are jealous of all living people and all fresh things, that is, you! They are all coming for you, so what is your choice?"

The Count's tone was filled with madness, like an opera, a crazy performance.

Watching countless evil ghosts rushing towards me and hearing their screams.

The Earl continued to smile. He stood up and clapped his hands, bringing the performance to an end. He then took the lead and stepped forward to protect Xia Yuan.

"You are lucky, or unlucky, to be connected with me and taken to the prison tower, but you met me, a vengeful ghost, in this hell. So do you need help? You can now call me A. Vengeful Ghost, a vengeful ghost born of despair, full of resentment and hatred, and carrying the worst flames in this world."

"Of course, Count of Monte Cristo." Xia Yuan nodded slightly and extended his hand to him.

"Ok?"

The young man's smile made the earl lose his concentration for a moment, but before he knew it, his outstretched palm had already joined Xia Yuan's, and a red glow slowly appeared on the back of his hand.

The three bright red Command Seals appeared again.

At this moment, another contract was established.

"You seem to be aware of the situation here, Master, whom I am meeting for the first time."

"That's about right. Anyway, if you want to leave, you have to get through here, right?"

Xia Yuan nodded and did not deny the earl's words.

He was a master who had experienced the Prison Tower dungeon, so he was naturally familiar with the process here. In short, under the leadership of the Earl, he had to pass through different judges and defeat the corresponding enemies. Only the final winner could escape from here.

"It's a very simple and easy understanding, but it's true. For the prisoners here, if they pass all the trials, their souls will be liberated. On the contrary, if they die, their souls will truly die."

raging--

A ball of pitch-black flame filled with poison shot out along its own trajectory. In a flash, it carried a terrifying temperature and directly pierced through the heads of several evil spirits in the front. Before they could even scream, they were turned into ashes in the cursed flames.

After a battle, countless undead souls were burned to ashes by the flames. Those fragile spirits were completely useless in front of the horrific flames.

Finally, in the dark and dilapidated cell, only the master and servant were left standing in the ashes, ignoring the front.

"They are both fragile opponents. Your sin of jealousy is much lighter than I expected. You are truly an upright person, Master."

"But if we continue to fight, can you hold on, Master?"

There were scattered ashes under his feet. The Earl looked at the disheveled Xia Yuan and felt a little worried. Although the enemy was not strong, facing such a large number of undead troops, even he would find it difficult to completely protect the Master, although there were also one or two weak undead among them whom he had deliberately let go.

However, from the beginning of the battle to now, even though he was being chased so badly by the undead and even though his own life was threatened, he was unwilling to interrupt the battle and unwilling to hold himself back. It is really rare to see a Master who is unwilling to delay the battle.

Is it any wonder that I can relate to him?

No, a guy like him should be able to get along well with any Heroic Spirit.

Soon, the count recovered from his distraction and a smile appeared on his face.

"I didn't expect that my Master would be unexpectedly outstanding."

Chapter 4: Prison Tower Re-enactment

"Well done, Master. Your performance somewhat surprised me. An ordinary person could actually hold on to this extent."

After quickly dealing with the large enemy force, the Earl turned around and saw the two skeleton soldiers lying beside Xia Yuan, and couldn't help but praise them.

"I was a little worried when I saw that you were just an ordinary person without magic circuits, but it seems that I was worrying too much."

"Haha, I'm just an ordinary person... I'm really sorry to disappoint you."

After resting for a while against the wall, the energy I had just consumed was slightly restored. At least I could rest for a while and catch my breath.

At the same time, his fear of the other world became even deeper. Just a few skeleton soldiers could make him so embarrassed. What could those more advanced fantasy species or magicians do?

His knowledge of the abilities of those magicians only remained in his partial memory, and he was only afraid of the Servants. Now he found that he was so wrong. To him, those powerful magicians were no less threatening than the Servants.

"Ugh……"

Looking at the pistol in his hand that was out of bullets, he couldn't help but sigh.

Are the things in the surface world so powerless against the evil ways of the inner world?

In my confused state, I will probably die in the prison tower or in the fourth war if I don't die.

"..."

After calming down, Xia Yuan simply moved his joints a few times, then turned his head to look at the Earl: "The end of the first floor should be what you call the Judgment Room, right?"

"Yes, at the end of this corridor is the Judgment Room where the sin of jealousy is stored."

"Then there should be some kind of gatekeeper at the first level. What is it? A heroic spirit, or some kind of fantasy enemy?"

"this one……"

The Cave King shook his head and said, "I don't know either. You can only know if you go inside. You need to see it for yourself."

"Go and see for yourself? In other words, the gatekeeper is not fixed, but changes according to my memory and mental state?"

"Hahaha, you are really sharp. That's right, I don't know the identity of the gatekeeper. His identity depends on you, the challenger. And now you are the challenger who challenges this Hell Tower!"

"It's so noisy. Count, when will you change your habit of being startled? Be quiet, why are you yelling so loudly?"

Xia Yuan was still a little uncomfortable hearing the Earl's sudden loud laughter. He didn't have such a strong heart to make himself laugh in this situation. In this predicament, he was trying very hard not to cry.

Traveler?

But they are also ordinary people.

"Master, this is really boring." The Earl quickly calmed down and looked at Xia Yuan who was still calm, and asked.

“Isn’t it exciting at all? Revealing the hidden truth, defeating the enemies guarding the gate, and doing everything you can to survive, this is a heroic story written by sin and redemption!”

"..."

When he was outside, the Count could at least suppress his nature when he was with me, but in the prison tower, did he completely let himself go? Why is there so much inner drama?

In this situation, I am not him, so any normal person would not be able to laugh.

His expression twitched a little, but he still answered reluctantly: "Excited? Fighting with the Earl with all my strength for survival, of course I am full of energy, but I am not good at expressing it."

"Really? I'll trust you for now, but if you're as withdrawn as you are, you won't be able to make friends outside, Master."

"..."

I don't want anyone to tell me that I can't make friends, except you.

The count just smiled, and then began to tease him again, "Everyone commits the seven deadly sins, but I really can't imagine what jealousy looks like in the minds of people like you. With your calm appearance and lukewarm attitude, I guess it must be very boring for me to get along with you outside."

"Not boring, but you did look aloof at first, Count."

"Indifferent? It's human nature to be indifferent to unfamiliar or unacceptable food. If you can't do it to the level that I approve of, then you are naturally not qualified to accompany me and become my accomplice."

"I feel the same way about this no matter who it is. However, judging from what you said, you seem to get along well with me?"

The Count raised an eyebrow and explained.

"We have only established a connection. I am still a long way from becoming an accomplice. After all, I am not a qualified Master yet."

"The judge of whether you are qualified is not you, but me. Whether you are qualified to be an accomplice or not still depends on the judgment of the guy outside."

"Now, what I am more curious about is what exactly the sin of jealousy that you committed looks like?"

"Is it the sin of jealousy that I think of? If I have to say, then the guy who fits the sin of jealousy the most should be him..."

Recall what Ritsuka Fujimaru saw in the prison tower.

After pondering for a moment, Xia Yuan thought of a certain figure at the earl's suggestion, and his expression began to change slightly.

"Oh? Judging from your expression, you must have thought of something. That enemy should be difficult to deal with, right? Hahahaha, I'm actually starting to look forward to it."

The Earl, who occasionally spoke loudly, looked at Xia Yuan with interest with an arrogant smile.

"Okay, if you're happy, then so be it. But that enemy is very difficult to deal with, Count. Please don't be careless later, or you'll suffer."

Suffer?

"Hahaha, is that so? You have already seen my strength, but you still make such a conclusion? This is really interesting. I am really looking forward to the sin of jealousy in your mind."

"But before that, we still have to pack up these spoils."

"Trophy?"

Looking at the dust on the ground, apart from the ashes that were burned to ashes by the Earl, he really didn't see any so-called trophies in this dark corridor.

But he didn't explain it to him. After he finished speaking, the earl rolled up his cloak, and the speed of an agile servant suddenly exploded, instantly sweeping through the corridor, stirring up clouds of dust.

After a while of flying, the figure returned to Xia Yuan and slowly stretched out his palm, which was a handful of dark purple dust.

"This is?"

"Demon dust."

Xia Yuan looked at the Earl in confusion. Just as he was about to ask, his mouth suddenly became dry the next second. He saw that the Earl had poured the dark purple dust into his mouth.

"Um..."

Xia Yuan was so shocked that he was speechless.

…………

"Cough cough cough..."

He retched heavily, which stimulated the tear glands in his eyes and made him cry uncontrollably. The churning in his mouth and stomach made him feel repulsive.

He could not forget the momentary dryness, and the physical discomfort made it difficult for him to move.

"Do you feel it?"

The count stared at Xia Yuan in surprise.

He hadn't known when he was holding a lit cigarette that he had taken from Xia Yuan's pocket.

"Feeling? What feeling?! You fed me a handful of ash, what else can I feel now besides physical discomfort?!"

"……That's not it."

The Earl shook his head slightly and pointed at Xia Yuan's chest. It was a physical feeling, not a physiological one.

"I want to vomit, does that count?"

"..."

"Master, I asked you to feel the magic power in your body. How is it? Do you feel the magic power flowing through your body?"

Magic power flowing in the body?

"But I don't have any magic circuits..."

The Count was silent for a moment after hearing this, then he took a deep breath and said, "The fact that you were able to summon me and come to the Prison Tower proves that you are qualified to be a magician. Taking a step back, the Command Spell is the crystallization of magic power that only magicians are given, and I am going to use the magic materials here to help you stimulate your magic circuits."

"But you really don't have any common sense as a magician, Master. Although I am not proficient in magic, I have learned some basics from Heroic Spirits who have come into contact with this field. Now I will help you activate your magic circuits. Otherwise, with your current half-baked level, whether you want to participate in the Holy Grail War or pass the subsequent Judgment, there is no hope."

The Earl held his forehead and felt a little speechless, but he still patiently explained to Xia Yuan the relationship between the summoning of heroic spirits and the magic circuits in the body.

After listening to his explanation, Xia Yuan's eyes suddenly lit up and he became excited.

"You mean I can be a magician too?!"

"Theoretically, yes, but you have to prepare for the worst. After all, I'm just a vengeful ghost, not a famous magician, so I can't guarantee that there won't be any accidents during the excitement later."

"of course."

After saying that, the Earl smiled evilly: "If you are afraid, you can choose to refuse now. After all, you are the Master, and I..."