Magician in Type-Moon

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More magic circuits are not necessarily better. For example, Ayaka Sajou only has one magic circuit, but the quality of that magic circuit is unparalleled, and it has been connected to the Root since its birth.

Even the magician who created the Einzbern family didn't have the means to create something like that.

Therefore, with an emphasis on both quality and quantity, this is the choice we have.

The magical organ is complete.

Next is...

Assembly.

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Inserting the previously requested double pupils into the eye sockets where there are no eyeballs is excellent...

They were a perfect match; Matou Ike had initially thought there might be some kind of rejection problem.

The next step is simply to transplant the circuitry from the Deconstructed Eye into it.

This is an extremely difficult surgery, and it's unknown how people with double pupils in ancient times managed to implant the "demon eye."

"Is the body finished?" Angra Mainyu's figure emerged from the crack beside him and asked Matou Ike.

“Perfect timing, you’ve come at just the right time. Next, we’ll create the Spirit Origin,” Matou Ike replied without turning his head.

Angra Mainyu walked over to Matou Ike and began to comment on the newly made flesh puppet in front of him.

"This body should have enough magic power to maintain the operation of the spirit core, so let's begin... First, let's create the spirit core."

Before Angela Manuel could explain the specific method, Matou Ike began to shrink his soul body into a circle the size of a palm.

"You know about this too?" Angra Mainyu was surprised for a moment, then hurriedly began the next step of the production.

After all, even a spirit is prone to collapse after being forcibly compressed, so we have to hurry!

Chapter 182 An Encounter x2

"Ugh, I'm so hungry!"

Matou Ike felt his stomach contracting violently, as if countless tiny insects were gnawing at his internal organs.

This hunger was not only due to the newly created body. This newly created body had not taken in any energy during its months of slumber, and both the soul and body sent out strong hunger signals at the moment of awakening.

After the union of body and soul, Matou Ike fell into a deep sleep that lasted for several months.

My fingers trembled slightly, and every cell in my body was clamoring for an infusion of energy.

The spiritual hunger made him feel a sense of emptiness and weakness, as if his own existence was gradually dissipating.

It is now early spring, and Japanese students have finished their winter holidays and are gradually returning to school.

Matou Ike walked slowly down the street, one hand clutching his stomach, his eyes glazed over, his hair a mess, looking exactly like a MADAO (a homeless, hapless middle-aged man).

But people like him are not uncommon on the streets of Japan today; there are many people like him on the streets.

After all, Japan was experiencing the worst depression in its history at that time.

The dreamlike economic bubble has been burst, and rooftops, bridges, and even train stations are crowded with people queuing to be reincarnated.

"You walked all this way just to eat at one restaurant? You're starving now."

"I need some stimulating food to boost my cell activity... And why are you following me around like this?!"

The reason why Matouchi's eyes were lifeless has been found: his mind had just gotten rid of one insect and welcomed a new one—Angela Manuel.

Matou Ike is now even a little nostalgic for the bugs that Matou Zouken used to put in his head, since bugs don't chatter incessantly.

Angra Mainyu was like a吐槽 machine, constantly scattering useless junk information in his mind.

"Why? Because of the contract, of course! Didn't we agree to bring me out of the Holy Grail? We can't go back on our word now!" Angra Mainyu replied.

"You!... Never mind."

Matou Ike only now realized why, when it came to adjusting the appearance during the body-making process a few months ago, that guy suddenly became motivated.

She even wanted to pinch his cheeks herself.

Matou Ike thought Angela Mainyu was the kind of player from her past life who had unparalleled passion for character creation in games, but now that she thinks about it, he was completely...

This journey was finally completed thanks to Angra Mainyu's constant nagging.

Matou Ike also arrived at the Mapo Tofu restaurant he had been longing for.

As I walked in, I was greeted by the familiar welcoming voices.

"It's Chi-kun. It's been a long time. I thought something had happened to you. Is it the same old three things?"

The store manager's enthusiastic voice echoed from the kitchen throughout the entire shop, named 'Hongzhou Banquet Hall. Taishan'.

It was this voice that made Matou Ike feel the long-lost feeling of being alive.

"Just bring five copies, manager," Matou Ike replied listlessly, pulling a stack of newspapers from the newspaper rack.

I found the document from a few months ago and started reading it.

"Still a gas leak..." Matou Ike shook his head speechlessly as he looked at the newspaper, muttering to himself:

"Can't the Holy Church come up with something new? The entire summit of Yuanzang Mountain has been leveled; can that really be caused by a gas leak?"

"No, the rumor I heard is that the US military base discovered a terrorist group on Mount Yuanzang, and a fierce firefight ensued, which led to this incident."

Before Angela Manuel could even complain, the shopkeeper 'Ba' brought out a steaming hot "extremely spicy" version of Mapo Tofu and walked up to Matou Ike.

He answered Matou Ike's question in a tone that said, "Only my information is true and reliable."

Matou Ike rubbed his forehead, not bothering to discuss the previous issue with the manager any further. He simply said, "I'm going to start eating," and focused all his attention on the dish in front of him—

"Bright red, like the echo of passion; spicy, like the rhythm of life."

The nasal cavity and taste buds are instantly awakened upon contact with the scalding hot red oil.

The burning pain struck Matou Ike's brain directly, and even Angela Mainyu couldn't withstand it at this moment, his consciousness directly fainting in Matou Ike's mind.

"Ha, you little punk, trying to mess with me."

A bite of Mapo Tofu, a bite of sundae.

The narrative history of A Song of Ice and Fire unfolds at the mouth of Matou Pond, and at this moment, all the insects that make up the flesh howl.

The hunger was satisfied in an instant; how could it not be satisfied, given that it was being given such a stimulating treat right from the start?

"Ah, I'm alive again!" The unparalleled satisfaction of eating five big bowls of "extremely spicy" Mapo Tofu in one go is 100 times more pleasurable than ejaculation!

It seems like he said some strange lines, but oh well, it's okay.

Because at this moment, this Chinese restaurant, which rarely gets customers, miraculously welcomed its second guest that day.

As Matou Ike turned his gaze, a familiar figure appeared before him.

"Father Kotomine...what brings you here?"

The person who arrived was none other than Kotomine Risei, the supervisor of the previous Holy Grail War. Matou Ike immediately became alert, as he did not believe that this old-fashioned priest would come to eat such 'rebellious' food.

However, the reality was different from what he expected.

After the shop owner, Ba, skillfully served the elderly priest and put the food on the table, Matouchi finally felt a little relieved of his doubts.

However, another question soon arose in his mind—because two portions had been served.

Sure enough, not long after, a little boy with red hair and golden-brown pupils walked in through the shop entrance, making him very eye-catching.

"Mr. Lizheng, have you started playing that priest and little boy game too? (Just kidding)"

Matou Ike silently complained to himself, but he was in a rather pleasant mood because something important was waiting for him after the meal.

Moreover, this kid looks somewhat familiar; it seems like I've seen him somewhere before.

When Ryou Mine saw that Matou Ike was staring at her child, she explained:

“Sashibuli,” Matou-kun said, “this is a child who survived that incident. He looked pitiful, so I adopted him and named him Shirou.”

Uh, Matou Ike's brain seemed to freeze after hearing those words...

Although I had previously speculated whether Shirou Emiya would still appear in this world of magic after Kiritsugu Emiya's death...

I never expected things to develop this way.

"Hmm, is that so... I don't have any gifts for our first meeting, so I'll use this as a substitute..." Matou Ike rummaged through his pockets again and again, finally pulling out an enchanted bullet and handing it to Kotomine Risei.

Although it is a gift for the future Shirou Kotomine, it still needs to be reviewed by his guardian.

Chapter 183 ends abruptly

After taking the bullet, Kotomine Rise glanced at it and, finding nothing unusual, handed it to the young boy Shirou, who was struggling to climb onto the stool.

Shirou accepted it with both hands and smiled happily.

Before Matou Ike could even bid farewell to Kotomine Risei, the priest, dressed in ancient ceremonial robes, asked Matou Ike:

"Matou-kun, what is that...? Is that thing still not over yet?"

Matou Ike followed Kotomine Risei's gaze downwards and saw his own hands, which were about to be put into his pockets.

The command spells above shone brightly.

"Ah, this is just a curse mark type of magic, something used to store magical energy, and has nothing to do with the Holy Grail."

Matou Ike explained, extending his hand again. After the Holy Grail War, he and the priest no longer had any hostile relationship.

"Yes, the Matou family is indeed the family that created the Command Seals system. It is only natural that they can do this."

After saying that, Kotomine Risei stopped talking to Matou Ike and silently carried Shirou to a chair. After helping him sit down, she began to enjoy the food that her child used to love.

Matou Ike didn't think much of it. After saying goodbye, he prepared to leave, as he had something else to do.

But as he stepped out of the store, a voice came from behind him, "Matou-kun, will you ever come back to Fuyuki?"

"Probably..." Matou Ike thought to himself, and left without looking back.

And the next destination, of course, was the Matou family home, which they hadn't visited in a long time.

He has something he wants to discuss with Zouken Matou.

I hailed a taxi at the intersection, and a handsome, tall, and energetic young man in a crisp uniform and white gloves got out.