Magician in Type-Moon

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But Guan Buzi's mother kept her eyes fixed on the crystal ball on the table and slowly said:

"No problem, but you need to deal with the immediate problem first."

"Troublesome? As expected, I knew nothing good would happen today." Matou Ike turned his head and waved his hand, looking towards the entrance of the alley.

"I've been following you for so long, why don't you come out?"

The voice just fell.

There, several figures surrounded the alley entrance.

They blocked every exit, and there was not a trace of rationality in their eyes.

Saliva was even dripping from the corners of its mouth, giving it a frenzied, predatory feel.

It felt as if it might pounce on the target and tear it apart at any moment.

These things can no longer be called human; they can only be called beasts.

Matou Ike frowned slightly, a familiar feeling washing over him, making him feel somewhat nauseous.

Where does this feeling originate?

Before I could even think, that thing pounced on me.

Shady spots under the scorching sun are the favorite places for snakes, rats, insects, and ants.

Spring cicadas are the noisiest insects of this season.

The next instant, the cicada chirping that filled the entire alley was replaced by an even more turbulent hissing sound.

Swarms of worms emerged from some unknown corner or crevice.

Straight cracks appeared on their backs, and the winged beetles struggled to squeeze out of the cracks, convulsing in agony.

One after another, shelled monsters emerged from disgusting worms, spreading their wings, which were still covered with an unknown slime.

The insect's wings vibrated rapidly, emitting a noisy hissing sound, and its huge, sharp mandibles also emitted a high-pitched chirping sound.

They don't need Matouchi to give verbal commands; they can already communicate with their master's thoughts.

The swarm of insects rushed toward the frenzied figure.

Tragic; only the word "tragic" can describe it.

This was Matouchi's first thought.

Of course, this doesn't refer to the swarm of insects, but rather to those humanoid monsters that resemble wild beasts.

They are like beings who know no pain, who have completely forgotten even the ultimate fear of being human.

Matou Ike even saw one of them, whose legs had been eaten away by the swarm of insects, still use his remaining hands to grab a lone insect in the swarm and give it an intimate "kiss".

The yellowish teeth bit into the winged beetle's hard mouthparts.

With a snap, it was unclear whether it was a tooth falling out or an insect's mouthparts breaking.

The man's Adam's apple bobbed as if he were swallowing.

Not to be outdone, the insect used its remaining mouthparts to bite the man's lips.

The two are actually eating each other!

Chapter 189 Chain Reaction

Matou Ike recalled the sense of disharmony from that moment and realized where that sudden feeling of familiarity came from.

They're on their way here.

In the question-and-answer session with Angra Mainyu, just as he had inexplicably chosen to buy a cold drink while standing in front of the vending machine,

However, instead of focusing on seeing the mother of the child, he disrupted the order of his actions because of this trivial desire.

It was such a subtle difference...it seemed insignificant at the time, but looking back now, it has an inexplicable eeriness.

It was as if instinct suddenly took over from reason.

"Instinct?" Matou Ike murmured to himself, his brows furrowing slightly as these details churned in his mind.

As he moved forward, he gradually approached the scattered fragments of the corpse.

The efficiency of the swarm is astonishing; although these people have been mutated into monsters, they are still within the realm of mortals.

"There's no trouble yet... Never mind..." Guan Buzi's mother's voice suddenly came from behind, but then stopped abruptly.

"Are you saying the trouble isn't completely over yet?"

Matou Ike certainly knew about this.

He noticed something amiss the moment he got close to the remains.

This is an anomaly originating from his familiar.

His insects seemed completely absorbed in their feast, their sharp mouthparts relentlessly gnawing at the lifeless flesh.

Their heads sway gently, tearing through muscle fibers, ripping off pieces of meat, which they then quickly chew and devour.

The mutilated limbs were gradually decomposed by the swarm of insects, revealing pale bones and deep red fascia.

The insects are feeding voraciously.

As the swarm of insects devoured the body, the already twisted corpse was gradually gnawed to pieces, and the limb remains gradually decreased, turning into a pile of scattered bones and blood-soaked bits of flesh.

That feeling of hunger was constantly being transmitted from the insects into Matouchi's body.

Not enough! Not enough! Still not enough!

The bloodthirsty instincts of the remaining insect swarm have been fully unleashed.

Even after the earth's remains had been completely devoured, the hunger did not lessen; instead, it intensified, transmitting from the insects' bodies into Matouchi's central nervous system.

It was an abyss of desire, as if no matter how much was consumed, it could not fill that emptiness.

The swarm of insects roamed the ground, searching for any remaining flesh and blood.

They are faster, move more frantically, and even bite each other in an attempt to obtain more nutrients from their own kind.

Matou Ike stood quietly to the side, watching everything with indifferent eyes.

Under his command, the insects' activities were always confined to this area.

Matou Ike was testing whether his insects, driven by this strange instinct, would still obey his commands if they were completely without food.

Time is slowly passing by.

The insect population is rapidly decreasing.

But the remaining insects were significantly stronger.

It even reached the strength of a mutant.

It wasn't over yet; the winged beetles were still killing each other and gnawing on each other's bodies.

Until the last half of the incomplete insect.

But it still didn't stop its actions; it was devouring itself!

The good news is that the familiars still obey their master's commands.

The bad news is that even the laws cannot stop the familiar's desire to feed.

After witnessing all of this, Matou Ike used magic to summon flames, burning away the remaining liquid on the ground before turning around and returning to the presence of Kanbuko's mother.

"How is this going?"

"A magician, who has only liberated the origin of a poor man," said the mother of Kanbuko, looking directly at Matou Ike who was facing her.

"Magician? Does that refer to Araya Souren?" Matou Ike pondered for a moment before arriving at this answer.

"It seems you already have a plan in mind, don't you?" Guan Buzi's mother smiled slightly.

After hearing the answer from Kanbuko's mother, Matouchi felt a sense of unease.

“Araya Sōren… If it really is him, things are going to get complicated.” Matou Ike muttered to himself, pondering the possibility.

But his doubts did not dissipate; instead, they became more complicated.

The horrific scene before him reminded him of another name—Shiro Junri.

How could Shirai Rio possibly have such an ability?

Besides, the murder case has only been going on for half a month, hasn't it?

At the current pace, Shiro Jun Rio is just a deranged killer trying to get Ryougi Shiki's attention.

It is even more distant for him to develop things like "medicine" and "blood crystals".

However, the insects' hunger, and the people transformed into monsters—this was clearly something Shirai Rio had never been able to achieve.

They spread the origin of 'eating' to others and transformed them into their own kind.

Matouike looked at Kanbuko's mother again and asked:

"Shirai Junri only started killing people recently, so how did things get to this point?"

Matou Ike was too lazy to think any further, since there was a fortune teller in front of him who knew a thing or two about everything.

"You should know this better than I do. I only saw that the world underwent a change six months ago, but what that change was, only someone like you who experienced it firsthand would understand better, right?"

Kanbuko's mother rested her chin on her hands and quietly looked towards Matou Pond.

On the contrary, Matou Ike felt inexplicably irritable.

Six months ago, during the Holy Grail War, that incident ended inexplicably.

The story concludes with Chaldea successfully taking the "true" Holy Grail.

Matouchi knew nothing about anything else.

"You just said that the origin of Shiroi Riyo is eating, right?" Angela Manu finally spoke up.

"What do you know?" Matou Ike asked himself inwardly.

"Do you remember that dream you had? The guy who confronted my boss in the dream, do you remember him?"

Angra Mainyu’s voice was strange, as if this shouldn’t be happening at this time.