Type-Moon, the Path of a Magician

"In other words, magic is not knowledge or technology, but a path. As long as you follow it, you will reach the root, or you have already reached the root, so you can leave this path."

"It seems that you have understood that the essence of magic is this."

Ryougi Shiki smiled slightly and confirmed Xia Yuan's statement.

Her smile is like the first snow in spring, stunning.

Seeing this, Xia Yuan couldn't help but be slightly stunned, with an expression of joy that was hard to conceal on his face. He then bowed deeply to Ryougi Shiki to express his gratitude.

"Thank you for your advice, Miss Liang Yi."

"Don't thank me. This is the reward you deserve as a savior. You have become the third carrier of magic, the magician. You are now difficult to control. Now that the Holy Grail War is over, the restraining force will no longer target you."

"Also, just call me Shiki. Addressing me as Miss Ryougi is a bit strange."

"Is it?"

Xia Yuan was a little confused when he heard this. There was a very special point in Japan. Most people were very bothered by others calling them by their names. If they were not too close, they would usually call each other by their surnames or full names. If they were unfamiliar with each other, they would even add honorifics at the end.

However, Xia Yuan did not think much about it. In his opinion, Root Style could no longer be considered an ordinary person and could not be measured by the attempts of ordinary humans. Since she did not like such a name, he would just modify it himself.

"Okay, I understand. If you don't mind, I'll just call you Shiki. Is that right?"

Ryougi Shiki nodded in satisfaction.

"Although I still have a lot to talk to you about, there are still many things in the outside world waiting for me to confirm, so I will say goodbye first." Xia Yuan said seriously.

The attraction of the Root to other magicians is undoubtedly fatal, but for him, the attraction here is not as great as the outside world. Rather than pondering and studying magic here, he would rather go out and meet those friends and help them solve those hidden dangers. Although it is also fun to chat with the Root here, the importance of friends outside is more important.

"Are you leaving now?"

Ryougi Shiki looked at Xia Yuan in surprise: "You haven't confirmed your own condition yet. Don't forget that your body has been blown to ashes. If you go out like this, you will become a ghost."

"A ghost who has reached the source?"

"Puchi, your description is really apt." Ryougi Shiki smiled.

"But it is true."

"So should I first find a suitable body to possess, or use magic power to condense one?"

Xia Yuan began to think.

"Don't bother. Don't forget where we are."

"This is the root, the place where all miracles come into being. It's easy to borrow some of the power of the root to help you condense a suitable body."

Seeing Xia Yuan's worried look, Ryougi Shiki smiled and shook her head. Her slender hand was already on his chest, and she spoke softly.

"Then relax a little. I will help you condense a suitable body."

"grateful."

Xia Yuan also smiled back, completely opening up his soul and allowing Ryougi Shiki's hand to be placed in it.

And around, the countless miracles and magic that existed in the roots also collectively lost control at this moment, entangled towards Xia Yuan's soul, and wrapped his entire soul into a body that was being formed.

The four eyes looked at each other quietly at this moment.

Chapter 59 A Brand New Tomorrow

The day after the Holy Grail War successfully ended.

The whole city woke up from this nightmare.

The dead woke up again, the broken city returned to its original state, and the light emitted by the Grail of Heaven wiped out all traces.

Including traces of heroes called Servants who had quietly returned.

Because they let go of their obsession and left Fuyuki City with their family in advance, the chain reaction caused by the Holy Grail War did not affect Tōsaka Tokiomi's family. They spent a few wonderful days of vacation in Kyoto.

Because of the appearance of Old Flash, Kotomine Kirei was not bewitched by Gilgamesh and continued to live as an agent who constantly sought the meaning of his own existence, and he was still busy at the moment.

As a magician, Kenneth witnessed the miracle of the Holy Grail with his own eyes and was shocked beyond words by the spectacular sight.

Last night he witnessed the resurrection and reconstruction of the city. The great power that reversed the state of life and death, a miracle that only existed in myths, reappeared in this era.

Afterwards, he found the newly resurrected Weber in the reborn city as quickly as possible, and then took him to the ship back to the Clock Tower and hurriedly left Fuyuki City overnight.

If you don't leave now, you're going to be in big trouble.

……

……

The Matou Mansion, this ancient mansion that was burned down by the Avenger, the Count of Monte Cristo a few days ago, has reappeared in this city because of the miracle of the Holy Grail.

In the dark basement, there were wriggling insect holes, and a faintly beating pulse. In the darkness, densely packed insects formed a withered figure and appeared in the lobby of the mansion.

Jiejie——

"I am still alive... Is it the power of the Holy Grail? Did the Holy Grail bring me back to life..."

In the empty mansion, Matou Zouken, who looked like a mummy, crushed the cane in his hand and whispered gloomily.

The memory was still clear. He remembered that he was completely killed by a green vengeful ghost, and even his life worm was burned to ashes.

Although he didn't know whose Servant that was, his existence was his nemesis.

The black flames of hell that could ignite even the soul easily ignited his entire body and soul. He simply could not endure the scorching heat, and when he tried to control the life worm to escape first, he was directly crushed to death by that guy.

How could he know my most secret means of survival? What was going on? Even those two useless offspring had no idea of ​​my life worm, but that vengeful ghost not only easily called out the name that I had long forgotten, but also knew everything about my life worm. Was that guy an acquaintance that I had forgotten, or did he have some kind of treasure similar to clairvoyance?

"You damned vengeful ghost, you actually killed me! You made me suffer such pain, it's simply unforgivable!"

“And that loser Matou Kariya… How dare he betray me!!”

Thinking about the night when he was attacked by the revenge demon, Matou Kariya's inaction allowed the Black Knight to watch him being killed, the veins on Matou Zouken's forehead bulged again.

The Holy Grail has disappeared... The Fifth Holy Grail War will never happen again, and the vengeful ghost must have returned to the Throne of Heroes. Perhaps a victor made a foolish wish to revive everyone...

Along with her resurrection from the dead, even the magic seal that was stolen by the vengeful ghost returned to her body again. However, compared to this seal that is now useless, Toosaka Sakura's body is the most important thing.

"As long as I can get that young and energetic body, there is still hope. The Holy Grail War must not end like this. One day, I will definitely get the Holy Grail, I will definitely..."

Matou Zouken murmured in a low voice, and countless insect familiars hidden in the mansion began to wriggle together, surrounding him and waiting for his orders: "Go, find that loser Matou Kariya immediately, he must know where Sakura is!!"

buzzing-

As Matou Zouken roared, countless insect familiars gathered in front of him and rushed out of the door together, but at this moment -

"who?!"

Sensing a sudden huge magical reaction approaching, Matou Zouken widened his eyes and shouted towards the door.

call out--

At this moment, the swarm of insects that had gathered at the door, along with Zouken Matou's vision, were instantly engulfed by the sudden light and heat.

With a loud bang, flames shot up into the sky along with black smoke produced by the explosion, and a big hole was blown once again in the gate of the Matou residence which had just been restored.

"Open the door! The community sends warmth!"

Amidst the billowing black smoke, a slender figure walked in unabashedly from the blown-away main entrance. Looking at the mansion that had been bombed to pieces, he still had a smile on his face.

"who are you?!"

The old bug whose half body was blown to pieces by the magic cannon did not die. Many densely packed bugs emerged from the wall again, quickly drilled into his body and filled the remaining space.

Seeing so many strange insects suddenly appearing and wriggling under his eyelids, and then crawling into the body of a mummy together, Xia Yuan's eyelids couldn't help twitching.

I couldn't help but complain in my heart.

How disgusting... How did this guy fall from water magic to this state?

“Answer me! Who are you? Are you the helper that Matou Kariya hired to kill me?!”

"..."

Seeing Xia Yuan's silence, Matou Zōken's face was full of anger.

Breaking into his magic workshop and killing so many of his precious familiars had completely infuriated him.

The Holy Grail War is over, and those damned Heroic Spirits have returned to the Throne of Heroes. How dare these little devils come to him? It's simply too much. He is a master of magic after all, and not everyone can step on him!

"Asshole, no matter who you are, since you have done such a thing, just die here!"

Seeing Xia Yuan remained silent, Matou Zōken's eyes turned red and he roared angrily and cruelly: "Winged Blade Bug, cut off his limbs for me!"

Under the command of Matou Zouken, thousands of green mantis-like strange insects flew out of the insect holes, their wings constantly vibrating, making a "buzzing" sound in the air. Wherever the swarm of insects passed, they were cut into pieces without any hindrance.

Seeing countless winged insects swarming towards him, he no longer had the mood to even talk nonsense with this old insect.

This scene was too bizarre for him, who suffers from trypophobia.

So from the beginning, he didn't want to say anything more to this disgusting thing.

He and Matou Zouken had no language to communicate, and there was no need to communicate.

Because this old bug will definitely die here today, and it will be a death that cannot possibly die anymore.

Since you were burned to death by the Count's flames, this is the most appropriate word to use.

"Old bug, let me help you savor this again."

Xia Yuan spread out his hands and used the almost endless magic power in his body to ignite the fire that existed deep in his soul.

Close, open, rotate, pull.

As the last gesture was completed, the left hand was spread out, and two fingers of the right hand were stretched into a flaming longbow, and then the bow was pulled to full length, ready to shoot! !

raging--

Along with the sound of burning air, a pitch-black flame arrow quickly condensed between his left and right hands, and the black flames illuminated Xia Yuan's face and reflected in his eyes. This ball of pitch-black flame was definitely familiar to this old bug.

The fire of hatred inherited from the Earl can not only burn the body, but also ignite the soul. Even Roja, the True Ancestor, has died in this flame. This dark flame can be called the natural enemy of monsters like Matou Zouken.

Even though the body is fake, the soul is real. If hit by this ball of fire, his soul, which has long been rotten, will instantly become fuel for the fire, and he will suffer the double pain of body and soul.

"You... who the hell are you?!"

Seeing this flame that seemed to come from hell again instantly stimulated Matou Zouken's memories before his death. He would never forget the pain of being tortured to death by the black flames.

Matou Zouken's eyes widened, his heart filled with despair, and he no longer had the courage to fight. His rotten body quickly turned into a flying insect and fled hurriedly in all directions, but it was too late.

"Open." Xia Yuan whispered.

The overwhelming magic power completely ignited the dark flame, and everything it passed by, whether it was a building or a creature, was completely devoured by the flame. In just a moment, thousands of winged blade insects were completely destroyed by the flame. Matou Zouken's full-strength attack was so ridiculous in front of this flame. But the flames had not ended yet, and there was no sign of stopping.

The swarm of insects was instantly ignited, and the horrifying flames directly scorched Matou Zouken's body. At this moment, Matou Zouken once again experienced the heart-wrenching pain of having his soul ignited.

"Ah ah ah ah ah--!!!"

The screams of Matou Zouken echoed throughout the mansion. The burning pain of his lost and regained soul made him feel like dying.

Physical pain can be gradually accustomed to or numb through transformation and replacement, but the pain of the soul cannot be avoided and can only be endured. Matou Zouken's soul has long been rotten with the constant replacement of his body, so the ignited flame has become more vigorous, and the restraining effect on him is even more powerful.

Once hit by the flames, the battle will end instantly, with no possibility of reversal.

Looking at Zouken Matou who had been set on fire and was struggling and wailing on the ground, Xia Yuan's eyes showed a bit of regret.

However, what he regretted was not the old bug Matou Zouken, but a genius who had passed away long ago.

The once genius magician has degenerated into an old bug, and the righteous partner has become a lingering monster.

Time and obsession can really change a person's soul and distort a person's will.

"Matou Zouken, no, it should be Machiri Zorgen. As the magician who inherited your magic, let me ignite your corrupt soul now."

"Asshole!! Who the hell are you?!"

Matou Zouken roared, stared at Xia Yuan with his scarlet eyes, and asked the final question with clenched teeth.

“Why? Why? You all want to hinder me?! You destroy my dream and trample on my efforts… What’s the difference between you guys who claim to be righteous and me?! Now let me curse you with my blood, curse you… Ah! Ahhhhh!!!”

raging--

The flame was lit, and Xia Yuan didn't want to listen to Zouken Matou's nonsense anymore. He raised his right hand and waved it, and like the count, he tore off Zouken Matou's magic mark along with the piece of skin that was not ignited by the black flame.

Then——

"Burn."

As the words fell, the black flames attached to Matou Zouken's body were completely ignited, and his corrupt soul instantly turned into fuel, and Matou Zouken's existence disappeared into the air.

He looked back at the huge mansion of the Matou family, then raised his hand, and the flames broke out completely in an instant.