Magician in Type-Moon

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This is a split consciousness.

In order to prevent Beelzebub from probing, Matou Ike had completely severed ties with these split consciousnesses from the very beginning.

While this is safe enough, the downside is that only Matouchi's consciousness has enough activity to drive the plan to completion.

Other consciousness entities are like puppets manipulated by memories, acting methodically in various consciousness recording spaces.

But now, because of the existence of that "cross", there is no longer any need to stick to the original plan.

The next second, Matou Ike stuffed what he had obtained from El-Melloi II into this split consciousness.

Then he pushed it back to the memory that belonged to "him".

After doing all this, Matou Ike anchored himself in a place that, in his memory, could be described as "special".

......

"You talk too much... Your eyes should have seen clearly how many times I've killed you, why do you still do this?"

Beelzebub said in a low voice, his tone tinged with annoyance, but his gaze remained coldly fixed on the other person.

His gaze passed over the flying ship forged of gold and emeralds, surveying the sky woven with chains.

In the sky, those chains, like a giant woven net, firmly sealed off the entire sky.

The heroic spirits stood atop it, the brilliance of their treasures dazzling, like shooting stars about to streak across the void.

Gilgamesh stood at the front of the flying boat, his arms crossed.

“How arrogant,” he said in a cold tone. “What I fought before was merely my lowest level of activation. To put it bluntly, it was just a memory of that guy.”

Gilgamesh responded to Beelzebub with a faint smile, "But things are different now. The existence here is approaching reality, equivalent to a miniature Lostbelt. In that case, I can now act freely and make my move."

Beelzebub simply shook his head. He had already noticed Matouchi's excessive consumption of the "Imagination" source when he arrived here.

This behavior already shows signs of self-abandonment.

Because compared to Matouchi continuing to search for a way to deal with Him, He was even less willing to see Matouchi explode with Him here.

When Matou Ike once again chose to commit suicide and leave this space, Beelzebub did not take any action to stop him.

Instead, I felt relieved.

Those little tricks, of course, did not escape His eyes.

Of course, it could also be just fraud, but fraud is a good thing for Him.

Fraud implies that the other party still has a desire to survive, and this desire is the root of all flaws.

However, the mosquitoes in front of Him—Gilgamesh—truly annoyed Him.

"In that case, you should be even more aware of the gap between you and me."

In the next instant, the dark magic reflected a seven-colored halo, which twisted into a shape resembling the tip of a rock drill.

Then, several tens of seconds later.

An overwhelming group of "black" appeared, unlike the mud of Angra Mainyu.

Gilgamesh merely chuckled and raised his "sword," which was constantly tearing through the air currents.

Then he turned to look at the others who had been silent from the beginning.

"I never imagined I'd have to fight alongside a bunch of unromantic fools. Let me ask you this: are you all ready? Ready to rebel against the gods? Fools!"

The words of judgment had barely fallen when Mash raised her shield to meet the black light, her actions already revealing her intentions.

Behind him, Lancer, who had already transformed into a dragon, curled his lip and followed closely behind.

At the same time, it left angry words in the air.

"If you're going to fight, then fight. I really don't know why you've been dawdling here since the beginning. Would it kill you to stop bragging?"

Artoria remained where she was, and could only be heard muttering some incantations.

Then, the space on either side of the Hero King distorted dramatically—

"Let me test it."

From the space on the left, a bright white flame appeared.

What emerged from the space on the right was a shimmering silver liquid.

To describe it correctly, the liquid itself is actually colorless, but the moisture in the surrounding air freezes and adheres to it in an instant, making it appear to others as if the liquid is shining.

Since these items belong to the King of Heroes' warehouse, presumably the fire and liquid were also created by humankind.

In addition to those, artificial lightning strikes were added, and tornadoes formed by fire, ice, and lightning struck that dark, lightless place.

"Look at you guys, just how far you can sing the praises of heroes!! — Sing your hearts out, EA!"

......

"...Enuma – the Star of Creation (Elish)"

"Ex—Calibur!!"

"Hollow Heart Albion!! — The Immaculate Beating No One Knows!!"

......

Matou Pond is currently submerged in a sea of ​​darkness.

A few soft announcements of the release of the Noble Phantasm reached my ears.

"Is it the release of Noble Phantasm? I really want to see it with my own eyes."

"You should have plenty of opportunities to look forward to in the future."

Matou Ike looked at the girl who was sighing softly in front of her and responded in this way.

"That's true. After all, the appearance of heroic spirits in the world might become a common occurrence in the future."

The girl smiled brightly, as if she could already see what the future would look like.

Matou Ike simply watched her quietly, lost in thought.

Are you still hesitating?

Seeing that Matou Ike was somewhat lost in thought, the girl suddenly asked.

"I...I just feel a little..."

"It's too much of a coincidence, isn't it? It's like there's an invisible hand planning how to turn things around for you."

Yes, Matou Ike thought she was absolutely right.

But he prefers things that are earned step by step, through hard work, to coincidences.

But here, it's just him...

Matouchi recalled that afternoon.

That happened suddenly after he and Ryougi Shiki had finished their live-fire exercise.

It was also the first time he used the Deconstruction Mystic Eye to observe the timing of Ryougi Shiki.

He arrived at the place the magician had always dreamed of.

Although it didn't incorporate any magical elements, but...

It also allowed him to record the path to the root.

It was clearly just a coincidence, a mere accident.

But now it has become his lifeline.

"If you can't figure it out, think about it later. Isn't that your own life motto?"

The girl, whose face was identical to Ryougi Shiki's, said this and took Matou Ike's hand.

They slowly slid down with him.

......

"The efficiency of extracting divinity has slowed down; the next step is to stabilize this state."

Aozaki Touko spoke to Ryougi Shiki, who was falling from the sky.

"You mean to protect that twisted guy from harm, right?"

Ryougi Shiki spat out a mouthful of blood and looked at Touko beside her to confirm her mission.

"It's pretty much the same, but I'm a bit worried right now..."

"Are you worried that thing might suddenly become conscious and start moving?" Ryougi Shiki voiced Touko's concerns in advance. "It's really not right. It just lets us do whatever we want with it. Even its defense is just an automatic mechanism, like a puppet."

“No, what I’m more worried about right now is Matou Ike.” Orange shook her head. “According to what you said, he should have wrapped his soul around his consciousness and actively placed it into the awakening ritual of ‘Origin’.”

"This means that he voluntarily gave up his connection with his physical body. I have observed Matou Ike's physical body before. The physical body that the Heroic Spirit is using now, although it is perfectly compatible with his soul, should not be Matou Ike's original physical body."

Aozaki Touko continued:

"In this way, the body's ability to absorb its soul is essentially reduced to zero, and now that the body has left the area encompassed by the 'Origin' ritual, without the guidance of a ritual... in that case..."

"You mean that even if Matou Ike has awakened the 'Origin' and successfully retained his own consciousness, he still can't return to his body? Wouldn't that make him a wandering ghost?"

Ryougi Shiki suddenly felt a headache coming on, and she didn't know how to continue speaking.

"It's more serious than the situation of wandering ghosts. I should have told you how the undead are created, right? Do you think he could meet the conditions for becoming an undead, given his condition?"

Orange sighed as she maintained the magic crest array behind her.

"It shouldn't be that serious yet, since Matou did it voluntarily, so he must have a way to come back..."

Ryougi Shiki's words became less and less confident as the facts were laid bare before her.

She shook her head, glanced at Medea who was controlling Matou Ike's physical body in the sky, and found that this Heroic Spirit was much more composed than she was.

They continued to perform the magic tricks slowly and methodically, following the original plan.

He doesn't seem flustered at all.

Medea, sensing Ryougi Shiki's gaze, nodded at her and then said seriously:

"Hurry up, if He continues in this state, we still have a good chance of success."

Ryougi Shiki nodded as well, and leaped forward again.