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[The cycle repeats itself, and then five times.]
However, the moment of abundance is also the moment of decay.
[Based on the elements of silver and iron, and on the foundation of stone and the Grand Duke of Contracts]
[Use an iron wall to block the descending winds and seal the four gates.]
[From the crown, the three-way path to the kingdom continues endlessly.]
While chanting loudly, Matouchi summoned the magical worms into the ritual. The worms burst open, and their magical fluids flowed along the array diagram in the ritual, outlining the shape of a magic circle, and finally flowing towards the golden wool in the center of the magic circle.
As a familiar nurtured by Matouike using her blood, she now serves as a living sacrifice to strengthen the bond between the summoner and the summoned.
[Announcement—]
You have given yourself to me, and I have entrusted my destiny to your scepter.
[Those who wish to follow the reliance of the Holy Grail and abide by this will and reason, respond to me.]
Matou Ike felt magic coursing through his body, and his magic circuits writhing within him, unleashing a chilling cold and pain.
He gritted his teeth and continued chanting the incantation.
[I hereby swear an oath]
I am the one who has achieved perfect goodness throughout the ages!
【I am the person who spreads all the evil in the world! 】
Matouike's vision grew increasingly dim.
The demonic worms residing within Matou Ike's body are each chanting independently to support his magic.
Matou Ike's heart had broken free from his own will and was now being driven by other forces, causing it to beat violently.
The magical energy absorbed from the atmosphere is ravaging Matou Ike's body, and his body has now forgotten the functions of a human.
It was transformed into a component used to achieve this miracle, becoming a circuit connecting the heroic spirit and matter.
Her body groaned in agony as the magic overwhelmed her, but Matou Ike ignored the pain and continued to concentrate on chanting the incantation.
—But your eyes will surely be blinded by betrayal—
You are now trapped in the red lotus of revenge!
However, I will become the chains that bind you!
[Anger will imprison the depths of your heart!]
But I will become a mask to fool you!
Matou Ike mixed forbidden elements into the summoning incantation. These four incantations will give the summoned Servant the aptitude of the [Avenger] class, but will not summon directly as an [Avenger]. Under certain circumstances, it can achieve the effect of class conversion.
Generally speaking, a Servant's basic abilities are closely related to the mage's qualities. Therefore, it is necessary to utilize the Servant's class to enhance their overall stats.
The Matou family's method is to change the summoning incantation to determine the Servant's class beforehand.
Normally, when a Heroic Spirit becomes a Servant, its class is determined by its attributes and cannot be changed arbitrarily.
However, there are two exceptions, which can be decided by the summoner before summoning.
One type is [Assassin]. This is because the Heroic Spirits who qualify as [Assassin] are specifically members of an assassin group known as Hassan-Sabbah.
Another type of class requires all Servants to undergo certain special conditions to qualify as Berserkers.
Matouike learned from the previous spirit séance that there was another class called [Avenger].
Both the Berserker and Avenger classes can be achieved through special means.
After studying the Matou family's incantations, this new four-line incantation was finally derived.
In terms of choosing people, he also had special considerations. As a 'witch' associated with the Golden Fleece, betrayal and revenge permeated her life.
Finally, by using a magic circle composed of his own flesh and blood magic power, he could integrate Matou Pond as part of his spirit origin during the construction of his spirit origin, thus becoming the "lock" for class transformation.
[—Revolving around your three great spiritual pronouncements—]
【——The Wheel of Self-Restraint Descends——】
【——The Guardian of Libra——】
As he finished reciting the prayer, the magical energy flowing into Matou Ike's body accelerated to its limit.
A fierce wind and lightning raged, and chaotic magic flowed throughout the workshop. Even Zouken Matou, who was watching from the sidelines, was unable to open his eyes due to the strong wind pressure.
Amidst the wind pressure, the summoned patterns shone brilliantly.
The passage in the magic circle finally connected to the outside of the world, which is Valhalla.
Instead of stopping the supply of magic circuits, Matou Ike turned the power up to the maximum, supplying all the magic power into the Mystic Eyes.
Standing to the side, Zouken Matou saw that Ike Matou had activated his Mystic Eyes and couldn't help but ask:
"What exactly are you doing?"
Matou Ike's brain was working at lightning speed, deconstructing the operation of the Mystic Eyes at full power, and blood was even seeping from the corner of her eyes.
The spirit foundation was finally completed, and a figure enveloped in dense magic power emerged from the depths of the blinding, surging sea of light.
The magician's pleading reached their ears.
A legendary phantom that came from the other side to this place, appearing with fierce winds and lightning.
Although they are human, they have reached a transcendent state, possessing superhuman strength and rising to the level of elves.
They come from the Throne of Restraint, a place that gathers all those whose figures have been etched in history.
finally--
In the dimly lit insect nest, a question uttered in a contradictory voice, both clear and alluring, echoed through the Matou family's workshop.
"Answer me, are you my Master?"
......
"You seem to have made quite a few changes to the summoning prayers and ritual procedures?" Zouken Matou, sitting on a leather sofa with his cane, asked Ike Matou, who was gazing out the window.
"Ten years of studying magic has finally paid off," Matou Ike replied idly, his eyes fixed on the woman outside.
Zouken Matou smiled upon hearing this, seemingly already used to Matou Ike's rude behavior.
"So what exactly were you looking at with those demonic eyes at the end?" This was a question that Zouken Matou couldn't shake off. He was now extremely sensitive to anything related to the inside or outside of the world.
When summoning Servants at Matou Pond, he clearly understood the purpose of both the prayers and the rituals.
Only in the final step, what was Matou Ike looking at with his deconstruction-enhancing magic eyes, remained unclear to him.
"They're just looking at the composition of the spirit origin, what did you think?"
Chapter 12 "The Scarlet Dream"
Wine and meat adorned the table, and rows of candlesticks shone brightly.
"Where am I..." Matou Ike looked towards the high platform where the main seat was located.
Seated there was a figure dressed as a king, clad in a long, gleaming golden robe. A crown, studded with dazzling jewels, adorned his head. He brandished a scepter with lightning speed. Perhaps that was a king.
Two young girls, presumably his daughters, stood beside him, and he seemed proud and victorious about it.
He stared at me and my companion with terrifying eyes.
"Companion?" I subconsciously turned my head to look at my side.
They were a group of heroes. Heroes? I seemed to instinctively realize it.
My companions, clad in gleaming armor like immortals, stood tall, as if proclaiming their own nobility.
Suddenly, the king on the high platform shouted at us, issuing a terrible threat and saying loudly:
"Tell me who you are, what brought you here, and where you came from?"
What makes you want to cross the land of Colkis?
"Aren't you afraid of my power, or of the people of Colchis?"
"They submit to my scepter, master the art of combat, and are even unaffected by the spear of Ares!"
A barrage of questions left my companions and me speechless with astonishment.
But suddenly someone roared back at the king on the high platform:
"We did not come as bandits, nor did we wander from a foreign land for the benefits of life."
“In fact, my uncle Pelías, son of Poseidon, imposed his own task on me.”
"So we can't go back to Iocus unless we take the Golden Fleece."
“My beloved companions are not despicable either. Some are children of God, some are children of heroes, neither good at fighting nor wanting to fight.”
"But we hope to be your guest, because that would be better."
I was somewhat surprised, wondering who could say something so cowardly yet ruthless.
I turned my head, only to see silence; it seemed as if the words had not come from our side.
Meanwhile, the king on the high platform was plotting with his ministers. They seemed excited and had come up with a terrible scheme to deal with us heroes.
“If you are truly determined to fight the belligerent Colchis and destroy his army, then the prize will undoubtedly be yours.”
"You can take the wool back to your homeland."
"But if your formation is defeated in this battle."
"Then your prize will be—your death and the destruction of your ship."
"However, if you are willing to submit to me."
“Then choose the best among you and the one most deserving of the throne, and I will test him with my trials.”
"If he completes these tasks, he will take the Golden Fleece."
As soon as I finished speaking, my vision began to darken, and when I opened my eyes again, I found myself on a ship with my companions.
They were having a heated discussion about how to get the golden wool from Colkith.
Someone suggested, “We should kill that arrogant king, abduct his daughter, and plunder his treasury.”