Type-Moon, the Path of a Magician

Xia Yuan put on the magic costume handed to him by Merlin around his neck, and then said, "I believe you, my friend."

"Eh? Are you really not going to check it again?"

Merlin was somewhat surprised by such decisiveness.

"No, I believe you."

Seeing that Xia Yuan still insisted, Merlin sighed slowly, then smiled and said: "Thank you for your trust, my friend."

At this moment, Merlin's heart, which had not beaten for a long time, actually had a slight throbbing?

Except for Lily at the beginning, no one has ever regarded him as a friend. This feeling is really nostalgic, as if he has really returned to the past.

He set his sights on Xia Yuan——

"Yuan, can you do me a favor?" Merlin suddenly asked.

"Eh? Want help? Of course." Xia Yuan replied calmly.

"Great, I knew you wouldn't refuse."

"Well, as long as it doesn't go against my principles, I will help you. After all, we are friends, Merlin."

"Well, I'll leave it to you, my friend."

Merlin laughed happily, and then said, "Do you remember when I asked you during the Holy Grail War whether you were interested in Little Al?"

Xia Yuan recalled it carefully, then nodded: "I remember, but I refused at that time because I couldn't afford to support her."

"So, what you want me to do has something to do with Altria?"

Merlin nodded: "That's right my friend, this time I want to entrust Altria to you as a teacher."

"Entrust her to me? Hasn't she let it go? She has also returned to the Throne of Heroes, so why is she still asking for my help?"

"Ugh……"

"Although Al has let go of Britain's ending, my sins have not been washed away yet, and I still feel guilty about Lily. So I want to give Altria a brand new life, let her live again, this time well, and let her live happily."

Merlin looked into Xia Yuan's eyes and said seriously, "So, my friend, can you please help me?"

Xia Yuan was a little surprised by Merlin's words, but he did not refuse. Instead, he nodded and agreed.

He replied, "What exactly should I do? It wouldn't be considered a heavy life if I just summoned a Servant."

"Okay, of course I know this, so listen to me carefully, all we need to do is this..."

Flowers were floating in the dream world, and in the quiet world, whispers were heard from the white tower.

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Location: Glasparton.

Time: One afternoon a few weeks later.

Weather: overcast.

It was drizzling in the grey weather, and the light breeze brought a slight chill.

Ever since the discussion with Ulysses in the forbidden area of ​​the Soul Calling Department that day, Xia Yuan's whereabouts became somewhat erratic. He often stayed in the experimental site and the large library of the Soul Calling Department for a long time. Even Weber could hardly see him anymore.

There was a soul summoning master beside him to give him private instruction, and all the relevant books in the soul summoning department's collection were open to the public. As for learning the soul summoning department, Xia Yuan no longer had to go to the large classroom to study.

And he had a lot of things to do during this period. Both transplanting the magic eye and discussing the next plan with Merlin took a long time.

In fact, even Ulysses found it difficult to see Xia Yuan. He was either in seclusion in the magic workshop or on the way to seclusion, making him unpredictable.

Those tails that were always following behind him were quickly removed by Ulysses with very sharp means. Even Weber, who was also Kenneth's disciple, was thoroughly checked by people sent by Ulysses. After confirming that there was no problem, Ulysses felt relieved about this mediocre magician whom he looked down upon.

However, after investigating Weber's identity, Ulysses was not in a good mood.

It would be fine if he was just a shallow magician passed down for three generations, but the opportunity for family inheritance started because his mother was the lover of a magician. Such a lowly identity made him, an aristocrat, feel sick.

However, he did not do anything to seek his own death. Although as an aristocrat, he hated Weber, an inferior magician with a shallow heritage and low status, but when he saw that Xia Yuan treated Weber as an equal and as a friend, Ulysses did not dare to act rashly.

Although his bloodline and status are lowly, since he is a friend recognized by magicians... he is equivalent to a new mage noble.

In this case, he couldn't say anything more. The problem of bloodline would be solved in time. As for the problem of identity, it would not be a bad idea to introduce him to the Ulysses family to help him and then train him properly.

This way he could also gain more favor from the magician, so why not do it?

Kenneth: “???”

Today, Ulysses brought only two trusted magician followers and Xia Yuan and came here quietly, avoiding the eyes of other monarchs.

Although he didn't know the specific reason, since it was Xia Yuan's order, he just followed it.

Walking on the path paved with ancient stones and gazing at the endless Somerset Plains in front of him, a faint light reflected in Xia Yuan's eyes.

"There are traces of spirits everywhere. This is really a good place for a necromancer." He said.

For the magic of necromancy, cemeteries and graveyards are undoubtedly the best places to perform spells, especially this cemetery which happens to be located on a spiritual vein.

The underground spiritual veins and souls are all present, and it can be called a Feng Shui treasure land for necromancers.

Under the influence of the spiritual veins under the feet, the souls of the deceased will more easily become spirits if they had obsessions during their lifetime. Ghosts, resentful spirits, and evil spirits will wander around the area where they are buried and cannot easily be reborn. Therefore, holding a spirit-descending ceremony here is an excellent Feng Shui treasure land.

Especially for beginners of necromancy, as long as the ritual is correct, it is easy to summon spirits here.

However, Xia Yuan was not concerned about these scattered spirits. His eyes could see more now, and his infinite magic power could attract more. As long as he wanted, it would be easy to revive all the spirits in the cemetery.

Ulyphis, who had witnessed Xia Yuan perform miracles, was very sure of this.

It was precisely because he witnessed the miracle that he became more determined to follow in her footsteps.

"Is that there?"

Xia Yuan's gaze passed through many stone buildings that were full of traces of the times, and finally reached the monastery in the distance.

Ulysses, who was holding a black umbrella for him, answered respectfully: "Yes...what you are looking for is there..."

"Are all the things I asked for ready?"

"Of course... the Spiritual Summoning Department has already arranged everything..."

"Thank you for what you did."

Xia Yuan nodded: "Then let's go quickly. I also want to see if she is really sleeping here. I am also curious whether my magic can really wake her up."

"Yes... I will obey your will..."

Looking at the respectful figure holding an umbrella in front of him, the two servants from the Spirit Summoning Department behind him were a little confused.

Who is this young man and why did the monarch treat him like this?

To have an elderly soul summoning monarch who even had seniority in the Clock Tower hold an umbrella and bow to him was an act that could not be explained by respect.

If they had to describe the way they get along, it would be like that of a master and his servant.

Although they were very curious, they had been in the business for many years and knew very well the gloomy and cruel nature and methods of Lord Ulysses, so they kept their mouths shut tacitly without any questions. After all, in a place like the Clock Tower, the less you know about some things, the safer you are.

The young man who could make the monarch willing to do this was definitely not someone they could fathom. They just had to follow him quietly and continue to be vigilant, although they did not think the monarch needed their protection.

After walking for a while, the few people walked along the stone road into the ancient monastery, but because it was regularly maintained, it did not look shabby.

After walking for a while, the last few people stopped.

"It's been a long time, Saber. I'm sorry that I can only meet you this way."

Standing in the middle of the courtyard surrounded by lawn, Xia Yuan stopped moving forward and stared at the stone engraved with

[——King Arthur rests here. He was once a king and he will always be a king.

Here lies Arthur, king once, and king to be] in front of the tombstone with the epitaph.

For a king, this cemetery is not just simple, it can be described as shabby.

However, Xia Yuan did not care. This was not the real burial place of King Arthur, because no one knew where King Arthur was buried in the end, and even the original text did not give an accurate answer.

There is a legend that Bedivere finally took him away, or he was taken to Avalon by Merlin, or he was sleeping in the original manor.

But those are actually not important. He only needs a concept, a concept of "the place where King Arthur rests". It does not necessarily have to be a real cemetery, as long as it is the cemetery that most people believe is King Arthur's cemetery.

He didn't say much, just glanced at the ceremony arranged around the tombstone, nodded slightly, then slowly raised his arm, ready to start the summoning ceremony.

Seeing this, Ulysses tactfully stepped back.

"Sacrifice the soul, the body the soul--

Sacrifice the soul, the body the soul. ]"

Under Ulyphis's gaze, Xia Yuan's arms suddenly burst into dazzling light, and dense magic circuits flashed on his body like blood vessels.

Thousands of magic circuits were running at the same time, and then tremendous magic power was released from his body rhythmically, spreading out in all directions like ripples on the water.

The magic circle that had been set up in advance under his feet also materialized under Xia Yuan's guidance, then slowly rose up and emitted a dazzling white light.

"What is this?!" The two servants behind him widened their eyes.

Although Ulysses had some understanding of Xia Yuan's power in advance and had prepared himself mentally, he still couldn't help but be moved when he witnessed such an amazing scene.

"It's really amazing... Your power as a magician is so great... You can easily perform magic of this scale... I'm afraid you can even rival the legendary Magic King."

At this moment, Ulysses has already equated Xia Yuan with the Magic King in his mind.

However, Xia Yuan, who was in charge of the formation, frowned slightly and muttered softly: "Still a little short, still a little short..."

"As expected, if I want to directly open up that place, this amount of output magic power is still not enough... In that case, please lend me some of the power of the London veins."

The more magic power Xia Yuan outputted, the more he could feel the gap. No matter how much he output, there was always a gap.

Even if he removed the restrictions and allowed all the magic circuits in his body to run as hard as they could, he could only reach it. As Merlin said, if he wanted to communicate with the Throne of Heroes in this chaotic way, he would indeed need some external help.

This was the first time he felt the insufficiency of his own power since becoming a magician.

As expected, even if one becomes a magician, one is not omnipotent. There are still too many things in this world that one cannot do.

In that case... then it's okay to mess around a little.

Soon, there were slight changes in the operation of Xia Yuan's magic power.

He took back his magic power and tried to use it to connect the earth veins according to Merlin's instructions, and then controlled and pulled it, allowing more magic power to merge with the magic power he released and flow into this huge summoning ceremony.

With the continuous release of majestic magic power, the ripples are released faster and faster, and the number of them spreading is becoming more and more.

The naked eye could no longer capture the magic ripples released by Xia Yuan. Instead, a pure white magic circle like a three-dimensional projection rose up under his feet and then rotated rapidly.

"——The realm of the dead."

At least that's what Xia Yuan called it.

He had seen information about the Holy Grail War. After the Holy Grail War ended, he snatched a lot of magic information from Matou Zouken, including a lot of information about the Holy Grail War, also known as the Summoning of Heroic Spirits.

But that was not complete. Later, he obtained information about the Third Law from Einzbern, and found information about the Heroic Spirit Summoning Ritual from Ulyphis, which was left by Machiri in the Clock Tower before he fell. Ulyphis called it a fantastic information. After a period of review, he successfully mastered many of the secrets.

Coupled with his and Merlin's continuous deductions and improvements in the dream world during this period, they finally obtained a more complete summoning ritual.

Summoning Heroic Spirits is also a form of magic that summons spirits, but the conditions required for the summoning are too harsh, so only the right person at the right time and place plus enough affinity can break through the wheel of suppression and complete the summoning.

Combining the magic of summoning spirits with his own magical characteristics, Xia Yuan also has a lot of clues. If the conditions are right, he can rely on the third method he possesses to roughly match them. Now is the time to put the results of practice into practice.

The ceremony was still going on, and the dazzling white light rising from the magic circle made it impossible for the three people nearby to open their eyes.

Ulysses witnessed the miracle before his eyes.

Although he had anticipated that the magic performed by Xia Yuan would be unusual, the scene before him was beyond his imagination.

The two servants behind him were so shocked that they were speechless after witnessing this miracle.

They are the best in the spirit summoning department, and that is why they were chosen by Ulysses to be his attendants and even as magic assistants.

They had also seen Lord Euripides perform a grand séance ceremony. The scene was shocking, but compared with the séance ceremony being performed before their eyes, the magic they had been involved in and learned was as clumsy as children's graffiti.

This huge scale of magical power even pulled the earth veins, no, it even controlled the entire earth veins under the cemetery.

Is this really something a human can do?

Being able to create a magic ritual of this scale simply by using magic calculations and control is no longer within the realm of necromancy magic; it would not be an exaggeration to simply call it necromancy magic.

Ignoring the shock of the people behind him, Xia Yuan immediately began to chant the most familiar spell.

"Full, full, its name is five--"

"Your body is under my command, my destiny is on your sword.

Those who respond to the call of the Holy Grail [I] and obey the will of this Holy Grail [I], those who are of truth, respond to me!