"That's right... darling, what about our little Melusine?"
Amidst their tender caresses...
When Su Shu asked about their daughter's situation...
There was no joy, no warmth.
The witch suddenly tensed up, causing the black-haired young man's waist to go weak.
Embracing Morgan's slender waist...
Su Shu gazed into her eyes.
But the witch... looked away guiltily.
...Hmm?
—Could it be she's not with her?
Well, after all, Melusine should have grown up by now...
Though she's my daughter, she's much older than me. This relationship... how should it be defined?
Su Shu didn't even know how to face his own grown-up, graceful Melusine.
The fact that Morgan didn't bring her along was indeed a relief, but he couldn't help but miss his adorable daughter.
Or perhaps...
Fifteen hundred years had passed, and his daughter's lifespan...
—No, she is the offspring of a White Dragon and a Fae.
Enough with the lifespan theories. The power of love is infinite!
Back in Londinium...
Su Shu had hidden his daughter in the large underground cavern, entrusting Morgan to take good care of their little Melusine.
With the witch's abilities, it was impossible for her to make a mistake in finding someone.
"So... what happened? You couldn't find her?"
Seeing the witch's hesitation...
A faint sense of unease rose in Su Shu's heart.
However, looking at the witch's expression, she didn't seem alarmed or sad.
Instead... she pursed her lips with a hint of guilt.
"No, it's not that I couldn't find her. The situation is much more complicated than that, darling. ...Our daughter, little Melusine...
"—Right now, she is not in this world."
Not in this world.
These words made Su Shu's expression freeze slightly.
The first thought that came to mind was—
Holy shit? Daughter, you transmigrated too?!
"Melusine Simulator", now serializing!
"...What on earth is going on?"
Morgan hugged Su Shu's neck tightly, breathing in his ear.
"...After you died, tsk, that sounds a bit strange. I went to the underground cavern in Londinium. But... all I found there was the corpse of the Spirit Dragon, Albion."
"Albion?"
Su Shu remembered a lesson from El-Melloi II.
London, the former fortress city of Londinium, had a Great Spirit Tomb beneath it named Albion.
It was said to be a massive, maze-like space formed from the remains of a Spirit Dragon. It was filled with various cursed objects, magical beast species, magical materials, and even rare presences of spirits. And the deeper one dug, the more the interior became like a different world.
Due to continuous development, a large mining city had even been built beneath London.
Besides the hole of the solar eclipse in the sky, from which True Ether continuously flowed...
The Great Spirit Tomb Albion was another important foundation and heritage of the Clock Tower's establishment in London.
"That's right... that Albion Dragon. When I found it, its heart and head were gone, leaving only a massive corpse."
Morgan recalled the difficult past.
Her husband was dead.
Her daughter was missing.
She had indeed almost become a madwoman at that time.
And so, she had madly hunted that nightmare in the Inner Sea of the Planet, nailing Merlin to the Tower at the World's End, forever burning his soul...
She had been on the verge of complete despair.
And yet... ironically—
The final words that nightmare had intended for amusement had truly given the witch one last sliver of hope.
She had waited for three hundred and seventy years and launched a summoning under the solar eclipse, finally receiving the message that her husband was not dead.
Facing that black sun...
She had smiled.
His light still shone upon her.
Seeing Morgan's slightly dazed gaze...
Su Shu squeezed the witch's palm.
Their closely pressed skin transmitted a searing heat to her.
"My daughter was missing, but I did not give up. I searched for both of you at the same time," the witch continued softly.
"I later deduced from various clues: Albion, it must have sensed the aura of our little Melusine, the aura of a Dragon Fae. This caused it, which had been in a deep slumber, to awaken from the large underground cavern.
"With the decline of the Age of Gods, Albion, as a Spirit Dragon, would also perish. Because, darling, you had pierced a hole in the sky above Londinium, a hole leading to the Inner Sea of the Planet. To Albion, this was almost a life-saving straw. It wanted to go to the Inner Sea of the Planet through that aperture...
"But unfortunately, the hole was too small..."
At this point...
Morgan couldn't help but pause.
"—It couldn't get through."
"Cough..."
Su Shu immediately imagined a comical scene like a cat stuck in a wall.
No wonder Morgan had such a strange expression when asked about their daughter.
"So, our daughter... is stuck in the gap of the Inner Sea of the Planet?"
As he asked this...
The witch shook her head.
"...It's even more complicated than that."
"Hmm?"
"Albion knew it couldn't get through, so it abandoned its cumbersome body, taking only the most important head and heart, and attached itself to our daughter. Because she is a Fae Dragon, and a Dragon Fae is naturally compatible... Albion's skull and heart fused with little Melusine."
Hearing his daughter's convoluted experience...
Su Shu was a little stunned.
"It's my fault. I shouldn't have put her in the underground cavern..."
"No, it's not your fault, darling."
The witch kissed his lips.
"Because of the Counter Force's interference, Albion was bound to be awakened by our daughter... Our daughter was thus carried by Albion to the Inner Sea of the Planet. However, when she passed through the hole... she disappeared—she seems to have been summoned away by something."
At this point...
Morgan let out a faint sigh.
A complex expression appeared on the witch's face, as if looking at a daughter who had gone astray.
"I later went to the Spiral Manor and learned the Thought Magecraft they use for divination. Using myself as a medium... I received news of our daughter. Little Melusine... is not in this world right now."
"...Then where is she?"
Morgan was silent for a moment.
"In a different world, in a Britannia named the Fairy Kingdom."
To Su Shu's slightly bewildered gaze...
The witch gently plucked a strand of her silver hair, used it as a divination material, and gently blew on it.
A silver, rippling water mirror, like the surface of a lake, spread out in her palm.
Within the water mirror...
A scene slowly appeared—
In a fairy kingdom as beautiful as a painting, stood a flawless white chalk castle.
Before the dais of the castle's great hall stood a magnificent and狰狞 throne, adorned with dark thorns.
Hazy light crystals swirled with a soft and tranquil light, and the crystals embedded in the ceiling of the great hall were like a river of stars.
But none of it was as dazzling as her figure.
A voluptuous, silver-haired young woman with a crown rested her cheek on her pale, slender wrist, sitting on the throne with a detached expression.
Her long legs, wrapped in white garter stockings, were lazily crossed, a pair of gorgeous, translucent high heels swaying on the tips of her toes.
Fae of various forms knelt before her throne, their heads bowed deeply.
Though she was such a magnificent and noble queen...
The words that came from her crimson lips made the corners of Su Shu's mouth twitch.
"You bunch of losers...! The Calamity that erupted has broken through our northern defensive line! And I, your queen, have to personally take action!"
"The chieftain of the Earth Clan embezzled the frontline grain supplies. He must be tired of living, right?! Seize his property, and kill him on the spot! The spirits can't die? Then flay them and plant grass on them! Throw them into the Mors domain!"
"What? Cornwall didn't collect the full amount of taxes this season? Hehe... another insect has emerged. Launch a great purge for me!"
"The Fang Clan is speaking ill of me? The Inquisition! Someone! Arrest all those heretics for me! Exile them all to the front lines!"
"That Mebd, her arrogance is so blatant... War! The Winter War must be launched! They will all bow at my feet!"
"I will conquer all of Britannia within three years! Build a national-scale transmutation circle for me! I will summon my father here!"
"What about the Mors who have turned into Calamities? Do I have to teach you this? Can them into crystals! They are all excellent energy sources!"
"Loyalty that is not absolute is absolute disloyalty!"
"Do you... understand—"
The rippling water mirror before them, the scene slowly faded.
Su Shu: "..."
The black-haired young man's mouth hung open, his pupils quaking as if from an earthquake.
He finally knew.
Why Morgan had been so hesitant about their daughter's whereabouts...
"...So familiar, isn't it, darling. What do you say?"
Gently caressing Su Shu's cheek...
The curve on the witch's lips was a half-smile.
"Should I say, as expected of the daughter of the Son of the White Dragon? Our little Melusine, who did she learn all this from?"
"Guh...?!"
It was... genetics! I added the genetics!
Su Shu, feeling extremely guilty... averted his gaze—
"Melusine, she is now the... of that fairy kingdom."
"That's right..."
"Our daughter, she is now... the most ferocious and evil queen in the history of that fairy kingdom of Britannia—
"The Uncrowned Tyrant, Melusine."
"Cough... cough cough—"
This... it's been less than fifteen days!
No, Melusine... my Melusine...
My sweet and adorable little cotton jacket.
How did she become... a ferocious and violent great demon king of chaos!?
Guh—
How can I... dote on her now?
No, wait...
In this situation, she would be the one doting on me, right?!
This body of mine has no blood relation to her.
Filial piety is about to go bad...
Melusine even wanted to conquer that entire Britannia, build a teleportation array, and summon him over... though it was impossible for her to succeed.
My adorable Melusine can't be that violent.
Something must have gone wrong...
This world.
Something must be wrong with it—
"So, my wife, you want to use the Great Holy Grail of Fuyuki to summon our Melusine back..."
Walking in the specially prepared detention room of the carriage...
Su Shu pondered the information about his daughter, falling into a slight contemplation.
"...That's right. Our daughter, she seems to have been summoned to that world by someone."
Saying this...
A slightly angry expression appeared on Morgan's face.
Separated from her daughter, Melusine was also her pillar of support.
Let's hope she doesn't find out who it was.
"I don't know which parallel timeline that is. I've also tried to summon our daughter. But perhaps because Albion's skull and heart have already attached themselves to Melusine... I failed.
"This solar eclipse, I was able to find you through a reverse-summoning, darling. But the next solar eclipse won't be for another three hundred and seventy years..."
Three hundred and seventy years...
Too long.
This world had at most a dozen or so years before various disasters would strike.
Su Shu didn't dare to imagine what the scene would be like then.
Considering his own daughter's current situation...
She actually... transmigrated?
Thinking this, his mind couldn't help but become active.
If he couldn't fight against the Abyssal Space Storm, then running away with his family was also a good choice.
It sounded a bit cowardly, but wasn't that what Rick Sanchez did?
Saving the world and running away.
Su Shu had been trying his best on both fronts.
Unfortunately, he currently had no clue about the research on the Second Magic or the phenomenon of parallel world travel.
And if he met his daughter...
Perhaps he would know how little Melusine had gone to a parallel world.
"So, the Great Holy Grail is our only remaining chance," the witch said softly. "The Great Holy Grail is a downgraded Heroic Spirit summoning system. As long as we have a catalyst—you, me, plus the Spirit Tomb Albion, we should be able to stably anchor onto Melusine. So, if we move that Great Holy Grail of Fuyuki to the Dragon's Heart under the Clock Tower, we might be able to summon our daughter back."
Tsk, now I'm really tempted...
Just half a month ago, he had been trying to avoid the Fifth Holy Grail War.
Now, Su Shu was determined to get the Holy Grail.
With Morgan and the entire Modern Magecraft Department's help, no one could stop him.
It was just that...
The only stumbling block that made him a little concerned was undoubtedly...
"—The Lord of the Department of Astromancy, Marisbury?"
The witch's tone was dismissive.
"Just kill him."
In the auction hall, she had heard this name from Heartless.
Even if it was a thousand-year-old magical family, for Morgan to crush them would be as easy as crushing an ant.
At least she had some connections with the Spiral Manor and the Mountain Range Court.
She didn't care about the entire Clock Tower at all.
If her darling didn't like it, she would just tear it down.
Hearing these words...
Waver, who was following behind his disciple, had a wistful and bitter smile on his face.
Should I say, as expected of the witch of Britain...
You old geezers, you're on your own.
"Hmm..." Su Shu thought for a moment. "Let's wait and see what Heartless has to say first."
Although he really didn't like Marisbury...
Su Shu was very interested in his Chaldea project.
...If Chaldea wasn't established...
He might not meet that red-haired young girl, Fujimaru Ritsuka, in Londinium.
Wouldn't the history of the Son of the White Dragon be tampered with again?
He had to admit...
What an interesting causality.
"As you wish, darling."
The one who wears the pants in the house makes the decisions.
The witch had no objections.
"So... regarding Marisbury, I hope you can bring me some surprises, Dr. Heartless."
Muttering this softly...
Su Shu pushed open the door of the prison cell.
In the dim, narrow space...
The witch's chains bound the two people in the cell.
The pale-faced red-haired man was bound and sitting on the simple bed.
Beside him, due to insufficient magical energy, the black-haired woman's figure was slightly illusory, as if she would dissipate. At this moment, she was being maintained by the last remaining Command Spell.
Although they hadn't eaten for three days...
For a magus, this was far from enough.
"Hehe, you're here..."
The pale-faced red-haired man slightly lifted his gaze.
A flower-like smile, as warm as a spring breeze, appeared on his face.
Though he was a prisoner...
Heartless did not seem to feel any fear at all.
His weak voice was calm.
"Shu-kun, I thought you would wait until you got back to the Clock Tower to interrogate me."
"Say what you have to say. Depending on how useful you are, I might spare your life, Dr. Heartless."
Su Shu knew the principle of not speaking too much.
Even if he wanted to kill him, he wouldn't say it.
This way, the other party would throw out as much information as possible.
"You don't like to waste words either, so let's get straight to the point..."
The red-haired man said with a smile.
"—Seven years ago, I was commissioned by Marisbury to investigate that Great Holy Grail in Fuyuki City."
"Seven years ago?"
Su Shu pondered slightly.
"That is, three years after the Fourth Holy Grail War?"
"That's right."
"...And then?"
"The result of the investigation was—that Great Holy Grail of Fuyuki has been completely corrupted. In the Third Holy Grail War, it was infused with All the World's Evils by the Einzbern family," Heartless said with a slow smile. "So, it can indeed grant the winner's wish, but only in a very twisted way...
"—For example, if you wish for great wealth, the Holy Grail might trigger a life insurance policy through the accidental death of your family.
"And it is precisely because he discovered that the Holy Grail was corrupted...
"That the final winner, Kiritsugu Emiya, used a Command Spell to order that dark knight king to split open the Holy Grail.
"But that knight king seemed very reluctant to use her holy sword...
"And so, in the end, it only caused the black mud inside to spread out, setting Fuyuki ablaze."
Listening to this secret information...
Su Shu's expression was neutral.
Because he already knew everything Heartless was saying.
Except for Lily being summoned in an Alter form, which was a bit surprising...
This was more or less the same as the plot of the anime he was familiar with.
"Seven years ago..."
Hearing this time point...
Waver Velvet thought for a moment.
"Shu, seven years ago, seems to be the time when the news that the Holy Grail of the Far East has been corrupted began to spread."
"It wasn't me who spread it," Heartless shook his head with a smile. "I was just commissioned to investigate."
"So," Su Shu frowned. "Marisbury himself deliberately spread this news?"
"That's right," El-Melloi II nodded. "It couldn't have been anyone else."
The Clock Tower in London had originally not cared about the magical ritual in the rural Far East, in Japan.
However, three years after Kayneth's death...
Various details about the Holy Grail War began to spread mysteriously.
And so...
The magi gradually came to understand the Holy Grail War.
The Clock Tower now had a very clear understanding of the Holy Grail War ritual.
They understood that it was indeed a ritual that could lead to the Root.
However...
Because the Great Holy Grail of Fuyuki had been completely corrupted, this hope was effectively sealed off, which also caused the magi to avoid it.
This even inspired some magi at the Clock Tower, and some began to plan to establish a sub-species of the Holy Grail War.
However, this was a laborious and thankless task.
"Why would Marisbury do this?" Su Shu asked with a frown. "It shouldn't be of any benefit to him, right?"
The red-haired man shrugged.
"That's not something I would know."
"Whydunit... huh?"
Waver pondered for a moment.
"It's simple, Shu. He probably wanted to eliminate the competition. If everyone avoided the corrupted Great Holy Grail, his chances of winning the Holy Grail War would naturally be much higher. A corrupted Great Holy Grail is a completely twisted and grotesque thing. A single mistake could even destroy Japan. I think Marisbury's purpose in fighting for the Holy Grail is..."
The master and disciple looked at each other and said in unison.
"He has a way to purify the Great Holy Grail?!"
"As expected of... you two."
Heartless exclaimed.
"That's right... as far as I know, Marisbury seems to have obtained a very terrifying catalyst, but unfortunately, no one knows what it is. However... even if he summons some Servant, it wouldn't matter to you at all, right, Shu-kun."
Saying this with a smile...
Heartless's gaze couldn't help but turn to the witch beside Su Shu.
Eliminating the various options in his mind...
He had more or less guessed this witch's true identity.
What a... sensational answer.
"Servants are a great power from the Throne of Heroes, that's right. And yet, this one beside you... tsk, I just don't see how you can lose."
Hearing the red-haired man's words...
El-Melloi II narrowed his eyes.
"An unknown catalyst...? —Speaking of catalysts, Heartless, why did you steal my catalyst? You're not going to participate in the Holy Grail War, are you?"
Glancing at the silent Faker beside him...
Waver was puzzled by Heartless's motive.
"Whydunit? What is your motive? I don't know you at all, and we have no grudges. You clearly know Marisbury will be participating in the Holy Grail War, so you couldn't possibly compete with him, right? And what have you been doing for the past ten years?"
Faced with El-Melloi II's string of questions...
Heartless, the red-haired man, just smiled and gave an answer that was unexpected yet reasonable.
"Of course, it's to... pursue the Root."
"Heh..."
El-Melloi II sneered.
"If you wanted to pursue the Root, you wouldn't have been the head of the Modern Magecraft Department."
The Modern Magecraft Department...
Had always been ridiculed as the trash department furthest from the Root.
"That was just to repay Norwich's kindness in raising me. As you said, I left, didn't I?"
Heartless shook his head gently, his gaze fixed on the witch.
"As for the reason I came back... it was for the revival of Age of Gods magecraft."
"Age of Gods magecraft..."
Muttering this word...
Waver's gaze couldn't help but turn to the fae queen fiancée of his top disciple beside him.
In the modern era, it was almost impossible to see Age of Gods magecraft.
In the current barren environment of True Ether, how difficult would it be to revive the glory of Age of Gods magecraft...
And yet... Morgan le Fay.
Having fused with Vivian, she directly communicated with the Inner Sea of the Planet with the authority of the Great Mother, thus casting magic with the power of the Age of Gods even in the modern era.
Her very existence...
Was a miracle.
Faced with El-Melloi II's question...
The red-haired man smiled and slowly explained his motive.
The terrifying matter of returning the Age of Gods was not something Heartless could consider—he just wanted to obtain a casting environment similar to that of an Age of Gods magus.
The magic of the Age of Gods was all connected to the Root.
Therefore, what Heartless wanted to do was—
At the Dragon's Heart of the underground Great Spirit Tomb Albion, where the ether was most abundant...
While opening the magic weir, activate the Lesser Grail, and through Faker as a medium, summon the Heroic Spirit Iskandar.
At that time...
The Inner Sea of the Planet would briefly overlap with reality.
The lost True Ether would be briefly replenished.
Causing the Heroic Spirit... to sublimate into a Divine Spirit.
He wanted that King of Conquerors, Iskandar, to be stationed at the Dragon's Heart of Albion and sublimate into a god of the Clock Tower.
The magi of London would then cast spells with the help of this god.
This way...
He would have achieved the revival of Age of Gods magecraft.
And yet...
The miracle witch was right before his eyes. Heartless no longer needed to chase after a god.
Because her existence was equivalent to the Age of Gods itself.
"...Boring."
Regarding Heartless's concept...
The witch just gave an expressionless evaluation.
"The magi of the modern era are left with only this laughable pursuit? Just hearing about it makes me feel utterly bored."
"Hehe... to be evaluated like this by you," the red-haired man was not angry at all, "is my honor."
"Enough with the flattering nonsense."
Su Shu pointed to the key point in the other's words.
"It sounds like you're very familiar with the terrain of the Dragon's Heart, right, Dr. Heartless?"
The Spirit Tomb Albion was 400km deep.
Below 80km was still a mysterious area that humans had not yet set foot in.
The cavity where Albion's chest heart used to be had become the Dragon's Heart of the present-day Great Spirit Tomb. That was also the area with the densest ether in the entire Spirit Tomb.
Su Shu had not yet been that deep.
Since Morgan had divined her daughter's situation, she had never been to the underground of London again.
They now planned to move the Great Holy Grail from Fuyuki and summon their daughter Melusine in the Dragon's Heart.
So, having a guide would save a lot of trouble.
"You say that, Shu-kun..."
Heartless said with a smile.
"I was abandoned by my father in the Spirit Tomb at birth and grew up with my mother. That place is as familiar to me as my own living room."
"Very good. This is the only value you have left to live for."
Ten years of planning...
Just for the revival of Age of Gods magecraft.
Should I say, as expected of magi being madmen?
To pursue the slightest possibility of reaching the Root...
They would all sell their souls.
"Your perseverance and patience are undoubtedly admirable, Dr. Heartless," Su Shu said softly. "But your pursuit, as my wife said... is very boring."
"Heh..."
The red-haired man laughed.
As a magus, he also had his own pride.
"I can accept that witch saying that about me. But Shu-kun, although I am your prisoner, and I admit the excellence of your concepts, you are not even the head of the Modern Magecraft Department yet... In terms of magical skill alone, you have no right to evaluate me."
"No, I am undoubtedly evaluating your magic. I just think that the horizons of you people are too narrow."
Su Shu gently shook his head.
"You all like to hide things, and for that little bit of mystery, you think it's some kind of treasure."
"And yet, the essence of mystery is that it must be hidden."
Heartless said with a smile.
"The principle of hiding mystery is a useful excuse, everyone knows that, but to some extent, it is also the truth."
That's right.
Because the capacity of the foundation is limited.
If the mystery of a magic is spread, its power will be reduced.
This is the unshakable law of this world.
So, this destined the situation where all magi treasured their own secrets. Research could only be a private matter.
"Shu-kun, your concept is indeed beautiful, but to make all magi share their research, it would be impossible even in another thousand years."
Heartless laughed at the naivety of Su Shu's ideals. He had listened to Su Shu's lecture. It was indeed exciting, but it was even more unrealistic than his own concept.
"You're wrong, Dr. Heartless. What I look forward to is not the magi at all... but humanity itself."
The words the black-haired young man spoke...
Made Heartless slightly stunned.
"As the head of the Modern Magecraft Department, you should be able to understand my words—
"If we regard the foundation as the graphics card...
"Then the Magic Crest is the program.
"The result of the program's execution is the effect of the magic.
"Indeed...
"To circulate the program on a large scale is to divide the graphics card's computing power.
"But this view is actually extremely narrow.
"You, who treasure your own secrets, have all overlooked that the so-called mystery is only weakened when it is completely understood.
"At the same time...
"Mystery is also boosted and corrected by people's consensus.
"To save the decadent world of magecraft, the method is simple. That is—to make as many people as possible realize that the mystery of magic is real.
"Just as profound knowledge is always studied by a few people. But the popularization of technology will benefit everyone.
"People don't need to understand. They just need to believe in the mystery of magic.
"The foundation of magic will then become strong enough to allow everyone to enjoy its convenience.
"If... pursuing the Root is an infinite process...
"Then the efforts of a single magus, no matter what, have their limits.
"The idea of clinging to old ways is just too stupid."
The black-haired young man lowered his eyes.
His detached words...
Were like a heavy hammer, striking Heartless's heart.
"I want all of humanity to benefit from the pursuit of the Root, to make their own contribution to the pursuit of the Root."
"This... is impossible."
The smile on Heartless's face disappeared.
Those who want to specialize will go and study magic.
Ordinary people don't need to understand the principles. And if they use magic, they can correct the mystery.
The mystery correction brought by all of humanity...
Will in turn bring benefits to all of humanity.
Realizing just how sensational Su Shu's pursuit was...
Hēphaestion stared blankly at the man before her.
The red-haired man's voice even had a tremor in it.
"You can't do it... to achieve such a level of publicity, you have to build a consensus among all of humanity. This process, even if it takes a hundred years..."
"You underestimate the development of the internet and the speed of information circulation. Within five years, I will completely push the existence of magic to every family on this planet.
"Though you are the head of the Modern Magecraft Department...
"You want to achieve the... revival of Age of Gods magecraft?
"How... ironic. You have no confidence in the knowledge you teach at all."
That's right.
This was the determination of the Black Magus to completely subvert the world.
To El-Melloi II's emotional gaze...
To Heartless's ashen face...
To the witch's charming smile and admiring gaze for her husband...
The sleeping Black Magus left his final words.
"If you want to see that day, then come and join me.
"This is the meaning of Modern Magecraft."
"To achieve such a generous concept, Shu, the current system of the Clock Tower will only shackle you..."
The train was about to arrive back at London station.
Looking at the flowing scenery outside the window...
Sitting in the luxuriously decorated lounge, the most trusted master and disciple in the entire Clock Tower were having a heart-to-heart conversation as always.
The witch stood behind the black-haired young man, gently massaging his shoulders for her darling.
Su Shu had no topics that Morgan could not listen to.
The witch now already knew about her husband's transmigrator identity. Su Shu had already told her.
The same went for Alwin's "dream."
The deepest secret, about the calamity...
Su Shu would wait until the time was right to announce it. Talking about it now would only cause panic.
Because...
The Bloodline Plague, the Purge Protocol, the Lost Empire, the Abyssal Space Storm...
That was a terror that even the witch of Britain, the Great Mother of the Inner Sea of the Planet, and even the planet itself, would find hard to bear.
El-Melloi II was right.
The current magical system of the Clock Tower had nothing more for Su Shu to study.
It was his existence that had consolidated the position of the Modern Magecraft Department.
Not the Modern Magecraft Department that had nurtured him.
What's more, if he had any magical questions, he could directly ask his witch.
"So, Teacher..."
Su Shu gently pressed the witch's palm.
"There are more than two months before the Holy Grail War—I plan to take a trip to the Spiral Manor and the Mountain Range Court with Morgan."
"The Spiral Manor of China..."
Faced with this renowned magical institution, which was on the same level as the Clock Tower and was the largest magical organization in the world by population...
El-Melloi II's gaze was a little dazed.
He had never glimpsed its mystery either, only heard a word or two.
"That's right, this is a good direction—you want to learn Thought Magecraft?"
So-called Thought Magecraft.
That is, the magical system founded by the immortals of China, which follows the principle that thoughts have power.
The common approach of Western magic is to develop new Magic Crests and pass them down from generation to generation—to adapt to the rules by changing oneself.
The Eastern practitioners believe that since the rules are constantly changing due to human will, the path of exploring new rules will also be endless—rather than passively changing oneself, it is better to actively change the rules.
To actively change the rules with human thoughts, to make the rules cater to oneself.
To put it simply...
Man can conquer heaven.
That is also the heart that believes is your magic.
"That's right."
Su Shu nodded.
Author's Final Note:
"Choose your hero—"
"Listen to the silence of extinction..."
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