Magician in Type-Moon

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"Is that so?" Alexandre Dumas's lips curled up slightly.

"The reason you're sitting here so confidently is because of your status as Master, isn't it? You know that Yggdrasilia can't directly target you after this failure, since the losses have already occurred. Dealing with you now would indeed not be a wise choice."

Alexandre Dumas said with a smile:

"You're really full of bad ideas, no wonder you're the Master who can summon me."

The man shrugged and responded casually:

"As a writer, you can't spread rumors like this. After all, I had no choice but to do this for the sake of the development of the Thousand World Tree. The patriarch has been bewitched by the evil god and actually wants to move the Greater Grail. This foolish act is simply outrageous. As you know, that person can only show his true brilliance in Europe. As his subordinate, I naturally cannot sit idly by and watch my superior make such an unwise move."

"Is that so? Didn't you conspire with that fallen angel because of your own ulterior motives? How can you utter such a lie without batting an eye? Or do you actually believe these lies, my Master?"

Alexandre Dumas's smile remained unchanged as he openly provoked the man.

The man's lips curled slightly upward, but he didn't seem to intend to respond to those words. Instead, he asked:

"I remember you were planning to use this time to rewrite a novel. Could you tell me who the main character is?"

"Guess! Hahahaha..."

Chapter 398 Egypt 4K

There was complete silence in front of the main hall of Liudong Temple.

Matouchi's footsteps fell softly on the stone path of Ryudou-ji Temple, the whisper of the wind rustling through the pine forest filling her ears, and the occasional birdsong among the branches adding a touch of life to the surroundings. The temple wasn't as solemn as she had imagined; instead, it possessed a timeless tranquility.

The atmosphere has changed since I last came here, but I can't quite put my finger on what has changed.

"The boss is waiting for you downstairs." Angra Mainyu put his hands in his pockets, pointed into the hall, and leaned lazily against a pillar.

Meanwhile, the ethereal sound of bells emanated from the temple, carrying a gentle rhythm that complemented the sound of flowing water in the courtyard.

Matouchi nodded, stepped into the main hall, and walked up the stairs into the depths of the temple.

The passage leading underground was darker than before, but the runes embedded in the bluestone walls glowed faintly, illuminating his path.

This wasn't originally there; it must have been installed recently by that emperor.

Matouchi stepped onto the black, bare rock, passed several stalactite columns formed by dissolved calcium carbonate deposits, and arrived at the magma cave where the Greater Grail was buried.

Before the lava pool, where the rising steam distorted the view, a tall, ethereal figure stood silently, exuding the unique majesty of a domineering ruler.

The semi-physical existence is both vague and clear, as if it could dissolve into the void at any moment, yet it is enough to intimidate every living being that gets close to it.

He was clearly the "emperor" who propelled the world to this point.

"You've arrived?" The emperor turned to the side, looked at Matouchi, and nodded.

"You don't seem to be in very good shape." Matou Ike stopped, bowed slightly to show respect, and although his tone was calm, his words were chilling.

Although the emperor before him was currently displaying his magical power, judging from the outside, he possessed an intensity far exceeding that of ordinary people.

But in the previous meeting, he did not need to use magic to maintain his physical form.

"Heh." The emperor snorted softly, seemingly unconcerned about Matouchi's bluntness.

He turned around and ran his hand across the stone wall beside him. The runes embedded in it lit up like a tide, accompanied by a slight tremor in the underground air.

"I remember you should have a Blood Ring of Principle right now, right?"

Matou Ike nodded, raising an eyebrow slightly: "Yes, it's the seventh-ranked 'Fruit' principle. Is there a problem?"

The emperor chuckled softly and shook his head: "That's not a problem. However..."

He changed the subject, "The Dead Apostles have been making quite a stir lately, and it seems you're involved in it."

Matou Ike frowned slightly, then calmly replied after a moment: "What does it have to do with me? Is it because of that Blood Ring of Principle?"

"You could say that, but not because of it, but because you have it."

The emperor's words seemed cryptic, but Matouchi understood his meaning.

Symbol

Matou Ike possessed the Blood Ring of the Principle, which meant that the side of her as a Dead Apostle was imprinted on the Imaginary Tree.

The relationship between the Imaginary Tree and this world has become so close that it means the Dead Apostles of this world will become more active.

"So you want me to go hunt Dead Apostles?"

Matou Ike asked this question, but in his heart he was unwilling to waste time doing such a thing.

The emperor did not answer directly, but tapped the stone wall beside him with his finger, as if pondering something, before finally saying:

"Do you still remember the information you gave to the Holy Church back then?"

"Intelligence? You mean Roya's reincarnation? Has something gone wrong with that matter?"

After thinking for a while, Matou Ike finally remembered what information he had given to the Holy Church, but he was still a little confused.

Could the church possibly come up with any other tricks to this?

The emperor slowly nodded and continued:

"Yes, because of your information, the Holy Church found Roya's seventeenth reincarnation earlier than expected. This unexpectedly excluded Tono Shiki, who was supposed to be the next reincarnation."

"Is that so?" Matou Ike frowned slightly, his tone hesitant. "But what does that have to do with me? Things have changed, so what? Just let the church people continue to look for him."

The emperor calmly shook his head, his tone carrying a hint of warning:

"Because of this incident, there's a high probability that the guy on the moon will come back to life. And you, possessing a Blood Ring of Principle, are unwittingly amplifying this possibility. At this juncture, allowing that guy to revive is definitely not a good thing. You should understand that."

Matou Ike was stunned for a moment, then his heart sank.

A name flashed through his mind—the Moon King, Zhu Yue.

He almost forgot that Zhu Yue's existence could not be measured by ordinary enemies and threats.

This guy is the origin of the Twenty-Seven Ancestors and the Dead Disciples.

The original and strongest of the ultimate twenty-seven ancestors.

Originally, it appeared on Earth in response to Gaia's signal requesting assistance in transforming the world into a more perfect true world; its true purpose is to control the Earth.

Wow, this is completely on the opposite side of him.

Matou Ike suddenly stopped thinking, her tone tinged with doubt:

"Wait a minute, something seems off. Where's the Jewel Elder? Isn't he the Moon King's old adversary? Isn't preventing the Moon King's resurrection his job? You should know his whereabouts, right?"

"...Who knows? He might have something else to do," the emperor replied, turning away. "But this matter should also be beneficial to you, and it might be related to what you just experienced, perhaps even providing you with some clues."

Having said all that, Matou Ike had no reason to refuse, and then asked:

"Do you have any relevant information? You can't expect me to just wander around the world like a headless fly, can you?"

"Of course there is, otherwise I wouldn't have called you here." The emperor nodded in satisfaction. "Egypt, based on my perception of this world, seems to be brewing a considerable disaster."

"So that's where it is? I see..."

............

Only one day had passed.

Matouchi and Medea boarded a train in Cairo, the capital of Egypt, and after about thirty minutes...

Perhaps due to the recent situation in Egypt, railway police were seen patrolling around with rifles in hand and looking tense.

However, the carriage was noisy, with cheerful local songs playing even in the carriage where the two were.

The surrounding passengers appeared to be fans of a football club, listening to the live broadcast of the match, and were in high spirits.

Although they bought first-class tickets, there was absolutely no luxurious atmosphere to match.

That being said, the most remarkable thing about this carriage is that it is equipped with air conditioning.

"Pharaohs kill people? That's really outrageous. Do you think someone summoned a similar heroic spirit, or that a pharaoh has actually turned into a vampire? Or has a 'zombie' come back to life?"

Matou Ike looked at Medea, who was sitting to the side watching the scenery outside the car window, and asked in a low voice.

"Both are possible, but I'm more inclined to believe that the 'zongzi' will come back to life. Given the current pace of this world's mysterious revitalization, turning oneself into a mummy is a ritual that fits the mystery, so natural revival is not impossible."

Medea replied in this way.

Matou Ike could also understand why Medea would prefer this possibility.

Because whether it's as a Heroic Spirit or a Dead Apostle.

Before these two, there was the identity of "Pharaoh".

This identity dictates that, if the chosen criminal is of a clear mind.

It is impossible for a "Pharaoh" to do such a thing openly and brazenly. This is not to say that a "Pharaoh" could not kill people.

Even if someone commits murder, the "Pharaoh" would not allow such a trivial matter to affect the lives of ordinary people.

When Matouchi and Medea arrived in Cairo, they found that the atmosphere of the city was exactly the same as that of Guanbuzi City.

The atmosphere was heavy and oppressive, but the citizens were unaware of what had happened.

They were simply repeating the same bizarre rumor through hearsay.

............

After exiting the Masr railway station in Egypt, a short walk reveals a stunningly blue sea stretching out before you.

The sun was shining brightly and the sky was clear.

The azure of the sea must originate from the reflection of such a bright sky.

The reason why Matouchi rushed here without stopping was not only because of the emperor's words, but also because of a more direct reason—

The location he had sensed earlier using the half of power he had torn from Elgo's body was Egypt.

This also aligns with the information given by the emperor.

Therefore, Matouchi doesn't mind coming to wade through the muddy waters once.

However, arriving in this foreign city for the first time, I was still a bit clueless.

I don't know where to start.

Just as Matouchi was about to use his future vision to find some clues, Medea stopped him.

"Can't you just calm down for a bit? We finally have a trip for two, and you're already rushing into trouble?"