Shirou, who was concentrating on chanting the incantation and initiating the summoning ceremony, did not know that at that very moment, summoning rituals were being conducted in several other places simultaneously.
In a corner of Miyama Town in Fuyuki City, in a clearing deep within the mixed forest.
After confirming that no one was around, Waver Velvet began to prepare for the summoning ceremony.
The chickens had been crowing all day, which made Waver's nerves highly tense.
Now he had to purify his mind and begin the guidance.
While the dripping chicken blood was still hot, the pattern of the magic circle had to be drawn on the ground.
He had practiced the process many times.
In the clearing, he drew the four formations of silver and iron to form a summoning array.
There was no room for error.
"Fill. Fill. Fill. Fill. Fill. Repeat five times. But when each is filled, destroy it."
While chanting the spell, Waver carefully sprinkled the blood on the ground.
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In the underground workshop of the Tohsaka Mansion in the same Miyama Town, the same ritual preparations were being carried out at the same time.
"Silver and iron to the origin. Gem and the archduke of contracts to the cornerstone. The ancestor is my great master Schweinorg.
The alighted wind becomes a wall. The gates in the four directions close, coming from the crown, the three-forked road that leads to the kingdom circulating."
Tohsaka Tokiomi recited the spell and drew a magic circle, using a melted gem solution instead of the blood of a sacrifice.
For the arrival of this day, Tokiomi did not hesitate to use up the gems that had been filled with magic power in his savings.
Guarding next to him were the Kotomine father and son, Kotomine Risei and Kotomine Kirei.
Kirei stared intently at the holy relic placed on the altar.
At first glance, it looked like a fragment of a mummy, but in fact, it was said to be the fossil of the first snake to shed its skin in the world in ancient times.
The thought of the Heroic Spirit that might be summoned through this made Kirei feel a pang of fear.
Now he finally understood the reason for Tokiomi's self-confidence. As long as it was this Servant, there was no one who could defeat the Heroic Spirit chosen by Tokiomi.
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Meanwhile, in the distant Einzbern Castle, Emiya Kiritsugu was checking the completion of the magic circle depicted on the floor of the chapel.
"Does it matter if it's such a simple ceremony?"
In the eyes of Irisviel, who had been guarding by his side, the preparation seemed a little too simple and a little unexpected.
"You may be disappointed, but the Servant summoning doesn't require such a fanfare séance."
Kiritsugu explained as he carefully examined the patterns depicted with mercury for any crooked or mottled spots.
"Because it's not the power of the magus that summons the Servant, it's the power of the Holy Grail. As a Master, I only serve as a link between the Heroic Spirit and this world, providing him with the prana to materialize."
As if satisfied with the completion of the magic array, Kiritsugu nodded and stood up. On the altar was a holy relic—the scabbard of the legendary holy sword.
"In that case, the preparation is complete."
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"You've memorized the spell of the summoning with absolute precision."
For the sake of safety, Matou Zouken reminded him again and again, and Kariya nodded in the darkness.
The stench of rot and water vapor pervaded the air, which was green and dark like the deep sea.
This was the worm pit hidden deep underground in the Matou mansion that towered over the hills of Miyama Town.
"That's good. Only, in the middle of this spell, add two more lines."
"What do you mean?"
Looking at Kariya's puzzled expression, Zouken smiled sinisterly.
"Isn't it very simple? Kariya, your ability as a magus is far worse than that of the other Masters; you know this. This affects the Servant's base capabilities. In this case, the only way to make up for it is through the Class of the Servant, and the parameters must be fundamentally improved."
Adjusting the summoning spell to determine the Class of the Servant in advance.
Normally, the Class a summoned Heroic Spirit obtains is inevitably determined by the attributes of that Heroic Spirit.
However, there are exceptions, and there are two Classes that can be determined in advance by the summoner.
One is the Assassin; a Heroic Spirit of this Class can be pre-set as a group of assassins who inherit the name of Hassan-i-Sabbah.
Then there is another Class for all Heroic Spirits, as long as you attach other elements to make it happen.
Hence————
"This time, let's add the Mad Enhancement attribute to the summoned Servant."
As if welcoming the devastating implications of this, Zouken proclaimed with joy on his face.
"Kariya, as the Master of Berserker, give me a good fight."12
On that day, in different lands, the chanting of mantras for different objects was carried out almost simultaneously. It was so synchronized that it could no longer be called a fortuitous coincidence.34
No 5matter which magu6s they were, their long-cherished expectations were the same.
Around a miracle, people would bloodily kill each other in order to obtain it.
Their summons to the heroes on the other side of the plane were now ringing across the earth at the same time.
"I hereby declare—"
...
"I hereby declare————"
Shirou raised his right arm and recited the incantation without hesitation.
"Your body is under my command, my fate is in your sword————"
The feeling of magic surrounded his whole body.
As long as one is a magus, one cannot escape the chills and pain caused by the cyclic peristalsis of the Magic Circuits in the body.
"Submit to the call of the Holy Grail. If you will submit to this will and this reason, then answer!"
Fortunately, while obtaining Unlimited Blade Works, Shirou's body had also been strengthened to a certain extent. Although he was not as strong as a Heroic Spirit, he was naturally several times stronger than ordinary people.
Therefore, the pain caused by the cycle of the magic power loop in the summoning was not painful for Shirou at all.
"————I am he who creates all the good of the underworld. I am he who bears all the evils of the underworld!"
Shirou's vision darkened, and within the dimension of his personal will, it began to beat rapidly, like a clock.
His body, tormented by the magical power of the atmosphere, had now forgotten his skills as a human being and had become a part of a mystical ritual, a circuit between spirit and matter.
"From the Seventh Heaven, attended to by the three great words of power."
Shirou ignored the discomfort he felt as a result of this pouring and concentrated all his energy on chanting the incantation.
"Come forth from the ring of restraint, Protector of the Holy Balance!!"
At first, Shirou only thought about escaping the war, but after experiencing the incident with Uryuu Ryunosuke, Shirou understood that there are some things you can't escape even if you want to.
The more you fear, the more you fall into the abyss!
Since there is no turning back, then pour everything into yourself, remove all obstacles, and change everything that has happened!
Just as Shirou's faith was becoming stronger, the summoning ceremony came to an end.
A gust of wind swept through the center of the magic circle!
Boom————!