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Od is its own life force, which is also transformed into magic power through magic circuits.
Modern magicians are finding it increasingly difficult to utilize the Great Source as it gradually dwindles.
Therefore, they gradually tended to transform their life force into magic.
In this respect, even though the rules of the world are different, the natural power of the Great Source and the Naruto are similar, which is also the basic principle that Yalin tried to replicate Sage Mode.
For ordinary magicians, the external forces are becoming increasingly difficult to utilize. But for him, who possesses countless talents, exceptional abilities, and astonishing perception, this is not the case.
Moreover, Yalin can also convert negative emotions into energy. Even after constructing the Enhanced Magic: Sage Mode, it's not necessary to absorb the Great Source.
When he comes into contact with the true ether of the divine era, he might be able to transform it.
Of course, this is unlikely.
In this modern environment, unless he can enter the Inner Sea of Stars, or travel to the Age of Gods via Chaldea's spiritual transfer, it's impossible.
But when he thought about the FGO world line, Yalin decided to forget about it.
It's just too much trouble.
Human reason is burned away, human reason is frozen... If you really get involved, you'll probably never have a moment's peace.
As a former novice Master in Chaldea, he found the story absurd even after just skimming through it, let alone actually participating in it now.
I hope this world can remain safe and sound.
Yalin plans to retire after the Holy Grail War and continue to enjoy his later years.
With that thought in mind, he closed his eyes.
......
Central Park, Shinjuku Ward, Tokyo.
A fairy-like girl appeared here, gazing at the empty park, lost in thought.
It was unusual for her to go out in the early hours of the morning, but she did not get the result she expected.
"Huh? It should be here, shouldn't it?"
"It was a girl named Aika Sajou who murmured."
According to her predicted future, Quiet Hassan would be foraging in this location right now.
After all, the Master of Serenity Hassan, Seiji Niga, is dead and can no longer provide magic power to this Servant.
If they do not wish to perish, this is the only thing they can do.
Aige even envisioned a future where she would meet Silent Hassan and become his most loyal lackey.
But now, that future has been completely changed, and the fate of Assassin has become unclear.
Aika seemed to ponder this, then gave a helpless smile.
Only my dearest Mr. Yalin could so easily intervene in the future she was guiding, rewriting her destiny without her even realizing it.
So, is the tranquil Hassan already dead? (six) Is the Insan Er Er dead?
The girl thought about it casually, not caring about it.
It was just a tool I used casually; it's gone now and that's that. It's not important to the big picture.
If it weren't for not wanting to go against Yalin's wishes and cause normal people to suffer unnecessary harm.
Aika even planned to meet the serene Hassan again in a few days, and the Assassin, who kept committing sins in his desire to fulfill his wish, had a more interesting expression.
She didn't dislike that fervor, dedication, and the desire for redemption.
I can ask about it casually when I go to the bookstore tomorrow.
Ai-ka has already prepared a suitable holy relic for Ya-lin, and is just waiting to hand it over to him tomorrow.
Thinking of this, the girl smiled.
What kind of expression will Yalin have when he sees her gift?
It’s really exciting.
......
Early in the morning, Yalin woke up, poured himself a glass of water, and drank it all in one gulp.
Last night's sleep quality was the worst he'd had in years. Even while resting, he felt a chill in his body, as if he were on guard against unknown risks.
But where does the risk come from?
Yalin did not understand this.
Could it be that a particularly dangerous Heroic Spirit has appeared in this Holy Grail War, causing the body to issue a warning?
That shouldn't be the case; I don't have that kind of precognitive ability.
"Never mind, he probably hasn't gotten used to the presence of Silent Hassan yet."
Yalin comforted himself with a casual remark, then changed his clothes and left the bedroom.
Silent Hassan's expression was full of surprise, and then he instantly materialized, respectfully following closely behind Yalin.
With a new follower suddenly appearing, Yalin's steps faltered for a moment, but he didn't say much. He wouldn't mind granting the other's request.
He began his daily training only after arriving at the physical training room.
Yalin knew he hadn't reached his limit yet and could continue to grow stronger. Even with the Holy Grail War about to begin, he wouldn't let that stop him from continuing.
Silent Hassan stood guard to the side, staring at Yalin's body without blinking, before a blush appeared on his face.
Lord Yalin's figure is perfect in every way, without the slightest flaw. Just looking at him is enough to draw you in.
"Miss Jingmi, please go to the kitchen now and have some tea and snacks."
Fifteen minutes later, Yalin gave the order to leave.
If we let her keep watching, she'll probably start to look like a lovesick woman.
It can only be said that in FGO, Ms. Tranquility's performance was still too conservative.
“Okay.” Quiet Hassan subconsciously wiped the corner of his mouth, then his face turned red, feeling ashamed of his performance.
But she simply couldn't suppress it; to her, every move of Lord Yalin was incredibly attractive. Even her body was burning with desire, becoming unbearably hot.
Suppressing the excitement in his heart, Hassan quietly went to the kitchen.
Yalin then focused his mind and continued his interrupted practice.
He began to doubt whether his decision last night had been appropriate.
If he had known that Quiet Hassan looked like this last night, he would have thought things through more carefully and not acted so hastily.
Tsk, wouldn't you say this is like digging your own grave?
......
On the other side, the main building of the Linglong Pavilion.
Even in a wealthy area like Suginami, the main building of Reikokan is truly unique.
The luxurious, classic mansion appeared exceptionally tranquil as dawn approached.
People around instinctively avoided this place, especially those who knew the inside story.
This palatial residence housed the city's rulers.
In the far east, a region considered the border of the magic world, the Linglongguan family, possessing mastery of several types of magic and a long-standing tradition, openly reigns supreme, dominating and leading all living beings as the absolute strongest.
Even the Sajō family, which is also a family of magicians, cannot compare to them.
Now, the head of the Linglong Pavilion has set up a magic circle in the central magic workshop, preparing to summon the heroic spirits of the Holy Grail War.
The corresponding relics were ready, and the various rituals could not possibly go wrong. He thought to himself, chanting the incantation, and patiently waiting for the Servant to appear.
Unlike those third-rate magicians, the head of the Linglong Pavilion was not worried about failing.
If even he is not qualified to participate in the Holy Grail War, then the entire Jishan District will probably have difficulty finding enough participants.
As expected, as the gale and light on the summoning circle weakened, a handsome man with orange eyes appeared on the circle.
When the head of the Linglong Pavilion saw the man, he breathed a sigh of relief, and a smile appeared on his serious face.
He summoned the most suitable Servant for himself: Caster, whose real name is Paracelsus von Hohenheim.
A doctor, an alchemist, and a magician who manipulates the five elements—these were all identities he once held. He is a legendary figure whose fame is extremely prominent in both human and magical history.
"Summoned by destiny, are you my Master?"
Paracelsus asked this question with a gentle smile on his face.
"I......"
The head of the Linglong Pavilion wanted to welcome his servant, but as he spoke, he felt dizzy and began to lose control of his body.
As a magician with exceptional skills, this kind of thing shouldn't have happened to him.
"Master?" Paracelsus's smile vanished. He immediately stepped forward to catch the head of the Linglongguan family who was about to collapse, and then an incredulous look appeared on his face.
This Master is under a curse, an extremely ancient and secretive curse from the Age of Gods that should never have appeared in the world.
Even he didn't have a good way to deal with it. He could only watch helplessly as his Master's mind sank.
Wait, Paracelsus seemed to realize something and placed a stone on his Master's chest.
This is the Philosopher's Stone, a legendary omnipotent entity that can even grant a degree of immortality.
As expected, the curse was temporarily relieved, preventing the head of the Linglong Pavilion from dying.
"Protect...please protect it well..."
Influenced by the Philosopher's Stone, the head of the Linglong Pavilion seemed to remember something before losing consciousness, and spoke urgently.
The Holy Grail War had begun, and the rest of the Reikoku House, including his wife, had left Tokyo to avoid being caught in the crossfire. Only Misaya remained by his side.
He was originally confident of winning, so he left his daughter behind to observe and learn.
But now...
He admitted that he had been far too careless and had been ambushed by the enemy without warning.
No, no, Misaya absolutely cannot be harmed!