Time: 2011-9-211:01:47 Words: 2925
He suddenly remembered that it was ten years ago, and that person he missed.
He wasn't close. Although he was called a father, he was more like a strict teacher. He didn't even feel any kinship. He was a magician in name and his heart was only filled with the Devil Dao.
However, it was only once that he touched his young head. Although it was more like a ravaging, it was the first and last time he used his hands to make an intimate gesture between father and daughter. He still remembered it deeply, including what he said at that time.
"I'm leaving. You know what to do after that, right?”
He nodded and answered his father's question,
If she knew that this was the last time she would see him, she would have used her treasured jokes to make him laugh.
In order to let this person put down his serious expression one day, I practiced telling jokes again and again by myself.
In the end, she didn't show it even once. If she was sad, she was very sad.
"Before you become an adult, let the association take care of you. After that, I'll leave the judgment to you. You can live alone, right?”
He said that because he was worried.
The gems passed down from the family, the gems passed down from the master, the method of managing the basement
Looking at him talking about things that he had never taught before, the child also noticed it in his heart.
Then, his father left. That afternoon ten years ago, he never came back.
His father had participated in the war, but it was not a war between countries. It was a war between seven magicians for the All-purpose Cauldron called the Holy Grail.
Magicians were not actors who relied on their visual and perceptual blind spots to make people laugh on stage. They were truly " mysterious ", including manipulating elements, curses, and so on. Perhaps they were like the " magicians " mentioned in many novels nowadays?
However, the term " mage " was wrong. What they used was only magic, not magic. The so-called magic was to use mystery to achieve things that science could also do, such as igniting flames and making ice. These could also be done by science.
Magic, on the other hand, was an even deeper mystery. It was a realm that touched upon the fundamental laws. It was a realm that science could not reach no matter how developed it was, even after a hundred or a thousand years. There were only five types of magic in the world, and only five people could use magic. They were the Magicians, above all magicians, a realm that they could never reach in their entire lives. At the same time, it was the ultimate realm that all magicians would risk their lives to reach.
In fact, the girl didn't know much about the Battle of the Holy Grail. What she knew was only a pitifully small amount of information recorded in the documents left behind by her father. All he knew was that his father had failed in that war, defeated by an unknown enemy, and then he inherited the family with a long history in the magic world, the Tosaka family.
She loved her father very much, even though he was not very kind, even though he had never given her any fatherly love that she could feel warm. She had long known that he was a qualified magician, so he had lost the qualification to be a qualified father.
However, he loved her. Even if such love only brought her heavy responsibilities, this was her father.
" Ling, the Holy Grail will appear one day. This is the responsibility of the Tozaka family. More importantly, if you want to become a magician, this is a responsibility that you can't escape!”
These were the last words his father said to him, not as a father, but as a magician to his heir.
Therefore, at that moment, he decided on his future path.
Ten years had passed since that day. Even though he hadn't shocked the world of magic, he had inherited the Tozaka family's legacy and continued to manage the mystery of Fuyagi.
But…
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Ling carefully drew the magic array on the floor. He did not even dare to wipe the sweat off his forehead. He had already reached this stage and could not afford to make any mistakes. His breathing was a little messy, not because he was tired, but because he was excited.
What he was doing now was not as a manager, but as a magician, because of his father's last wish-the Holy Grail had descended again ten years later!
The bright red mark that appeared on his hand a few days ago indicated the beginning of everything.
This bright red coat of arms was not a girl's fashionable tattoo, but a sign that the Holy Grail War was about to start again-a token!
With the token, he also had the qualifications to participate in the Holy Grail War. However, the token was only the first step. To participate in this war, what he had to do now was the most important thing--summoning the heroic spirit.
Those who had once created glorious feats would form a contract with Gaia after they died and transform into heroic spirits. This was a realm that humans could never reach. It was already infinitely close to the third spell of the five great spells. Of course, heroic spirits were not necessarily heroes that had existed in reality. At the same time, there were also products of human fantasy--
Summoning Heroic Spirits as their Servants. Otherwise, they would not be able to participate in the Holy Grail War.
What the girl was doing now was preparing to summon the heroic spirits. In fact, summoning the heroic spirits did not require such a large-scale magic circle. The heroic spirits were summoned by the Holy Grail. As a Magician, he was only a medium to connect and capture them, providing them with physical magic power. The Holy Grail would complete the rest. However, the girl still insisted on making such 'wasteful' preparations, spending half of her savings. The fact that the originally stingy girl would do such a thing was enough to show how much importance she placed on this Holy Grail War.
The Holy Grail could grant all wishes, but in fact, the girl did not have a clear wish. This was a contradiction! The girl, who had bet everything, did not know what she was pursuing. However, the girl herself did not think so. What she was pursuing might only be the back view of her father leaving…
" Servants will be attracted by symbols. If you want to summon a powerful Servant, a symbol related to the Servant is essential.”
Symbols, or holy relics, were recorded in her father's notebook, but the girl did not find any suitable items.
"But it doesn't matter. Even if there isn't, no one can control Saber except me ~"
the girl said confidently.
There were seven Magicians participating in the battle, so there were naturally seven heroic spirits. They were of different levels: Saber, Archer, Lancer, Berserker, Caster, Rider, Assassin. Although each type of Heroic Spirit had their own strengths, including the final sure-kill skill, True Name Liberation, Saber was undoubtedly the one with the most advantage in terms of overall strength. Therefore, the target that the girl wanted to summon was decided from the beginning.
"Pure silver and iron. The Archduke who signed a contract with the Cornerstone. Our ancestors are our masters. Use the walls to block the flowing wind, close the doors of the four sides, and cycle on the three-pronged road from the crown to the kingdom."
He silently chanted the incantation that hinted at himself to focus. The preparation of the magic array had reached the final stage.
"Close it. Close it. Close it. Close it. Close it. Repeat five times. However, it breaks the overflowing carvings."
After drawing the last stroke of the magic array, the girl stood up.
Looking at the clock on the wall, there were still a few minutes left. It was almost two o'clock in the morning. That was the moment when his magic power was at its strongest.
Just in time--
"----Anfang(Setting)"
Closing his eyes, Ling chanted the words formed by Mystery. Actually, it was meaningless no matter what he chanted. It was just a hint to himself to open up the circuits in his body.
He could feel that the switch in his body had been turned on, and all the nerves in his body had been replaced by magic circuits. The invasion of foreign objects brought indescribable discomfort to his body, but Ling was already used to it.
She was no longer a human, but a part of a magic trick.
... melting from the tip of his finger
No, it's filled from the tip of my finger
Because the magic power absorbed was too dense, the original feeling of the body was covered.
Therefore, being filled meant that it was broken.
“────────────”
The power flowing through his body was the pure magic power contained in the atmosphere.
Absorb this power into the self that has turned into a circuit and convert it into a different kind of magic power.
The magician's body is just a circuit
In order to connect the circuits of the phantom and matter
The result of all the mysteries, called magic
…My body is so hot
... Sweat seeped out
There was a sword piercing through his body
It was the Stigmata of a human body that hated the body that had turned into a magic circuit.
Even a good magician is still human
This pain, as long as you use magic in human form, it will always be with you.
Still, we can't let the cycle slow down.
This painful result had a realm that could be linked to the abyss of selflessness.
「────────────」
... On his left arm, the white pain was moving.
The magic imprint that had been passed down from generation to generation in the Tosaka family began to chant by itself in order to assist, and even invaded the nerves.
But it brings deeper pain, but don't mind
Now that he was no longer human, pain had become unnecessary.
Inhaling the magic of the atmosphere into the blood
If it was hot lead, the moving magic mark was like a thorny nerve.
The magic power was like a centipede with venomous fangs, crawling back and forth in his body.
「────────────」
This pain made Ling forget himself
At the same time, it was also effective.
His hearing became sharper and he heard the sound of the living room clock.
Ten seconds until 2:00 a. m.
Full of strength, there was no gap at all
Then, let's begin!
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