I don't like the gods, I want to be a hero

"Besides, this trip can be regarded as very fruitful."

Black Shadow and Black Saber, together with himself and Demon God Baal, have already tested part of Seleus' cards in the two successive bombardments.

"However, considering the existence behind Serius, maybe the little girl's magic limit is the most valuable information..."

Solomon's expression didn't change, but there was a trace of solemnity in the depths of his eyes.

"Step-step-"

The sound of hurried footsteps suddenly reached Solomon's ears.

Withdrawing all his thoughts, the Magic King tidied up his somewhat messy clothes, then turned around and waited quietly for his master, that is, Marisbilly Animsphia, who claimed to be a servant of the Magic King. arrival.

After a while, a handsome gentleman in a white dress came to this area with elegant steps.

The gentleman held a cane in his left hand, and the braids of silver hair hung softly in front of his body, and swayed back and forth like wind chimes as his body swayed as he walked.

As soon as the gentleman came over, his worried eyes fell straight on Solomon.

"Welcome to your return, my lord." After confirming that there were no obvious wounds on the Magic King, Maris Billy breathed a sigh of relief, and then walked quickly to Solomon, and respectfully greeted a courtier. gift.

"I made you worry, Sir Animsfia."

"This is the duty of a subject, king." Maris Billy, who stood upright, responded with a little humility.

Unlike Tohsaka Rin, who literally understands servants as servants, and Emiya Shirou, who treats all lives except himself equally, Maris Billy, as a nobleman, always feels the nobility of his own blood and the mission passed down. Pride and pride.

Therefore, when faced with the King of Magic whose bloodline and mission firmly crushed him, this magician who was proud of his noble origin naturally placed Solomon in a nobler position than himself.

"By the way, Sir Animusfia." Solomon suddenly called out the Master's name as if he remembered something.

"king."

"Don't you want to ask me what happened to me just now?"

"If the king wants to say something, I am happy to listen here."

Maris Billy's idea was very simple.

Facing the wall repeatedly when raising funds has made him deeply aware of his limits as a human magician.

And getting along these days made him very clear that the incomparably noble magic king in front of him has wisdom and magic that he can't match anyway, as if things like "limits" that restrict human beings never appear in the world. Same on him.

After understanding this, Maris Billy silently made a decision in his heart—in this Holy Grail War, all actions and orders were formulated or issued by Solomon.

I will also unconditionally obey the order of the magic king.

After all, it's better to command the magic king who has no limit by himself who has the limit, and then try his best to exert one-third...even less than one-third of his strength.

Sure enough, it is most effective to let the Magic King freely formulate plans and actions, and let him show his unlimited power to the fullest.

And I just stayed in the stronghold that was heavily protected by King Solomon, and I was at ease as a magic provider... no!The magic king who dominates everything can solve the problem of magic power supply by himself.

'It turns out that I am a completely useless burden to the Magic King. Maris Billy sighed silently in his heart, and then waited more respectfully for the king's response.

"Sir Animusfia seems to have no objection to all my actions..." Solomon looked at the Master in front of him, with an inexplicable complex look in his eyes.

"The opportunity to make a wish to the Holy Grail should be very important to you, but is it really good to participate in the Holy Grail War with this attitude of going with the flow?"

"Perhaps it is precisely because the Holy Grail is so important to the subject that the subject chooses to let the omnipotent king show his own wisdom." Maris Billy bowed humbly.

"If even the king who is going all out can't get the Holy Grail, then what's the use of my humble opinion?"

"Such a reason is reasonable. It's just..." Solomon stared at the Master in front of him, but his voice gradually dropped.

"Did the king say anything?" Maris Billy raised his head in doubt.

"It's just trivial things that don't need to be taken care of."

Solomon shook his head lightly, and his calm attitude also dispelled all doubts in Maris Billy's heart.

"The shadow under my control has completely devoured Saber, Lancer, and Assassin."

"It's just a pity that, except for Saber, who was rescued by me in time, the other two riders only have the souls I collected."

Solomon spread his left hand forward, and two pieces of extremely pure magic power slowly emerged from the golden ring on his middle finger.

"Is this... the souls of the heroic spirits?" Maris Billy had an incredible expression on his face, feeling the extremely pure root aura emanating from the magic block in Solomon's hand.

"How do you feel? Sir Animusfia."

"How should I say it?" As a magician, even though Maris Billy's goal was not to reach the root, the aura from the root made him involuntarily excited.

"It's as if as long as you have these magical powers, you have omnipotent power."

"In fact, the effects of these heroic spirits are similar to what you feel." Solomon had a chuckle on his face.

"You know, the Holy Grail's ability to fulfill all wishes comes from the souls of these heroic spirits that represent 'miracles'."

The excitement suddenly stopped, and Maris Billy looked at the soul of Heroic Spirit in Solomon's hand in disbelief. "is it possible?"

Although Maris Billy believed that the majestic King of Magic would not deceive him about this kind of thing, this news really made him unable to understand.

Because according to his information, the Holy Grail War was jointly formed by the Yusanjia to compete for the ceremony of the 'Great Holy Grail', the universal wish machine.

Through seven groups of servants and masters fighting each other, the souls of at least five heroic spirits will be gathered in the 'Little Holy Grail', so as to summon the 'Great Holy Grail' hidden deep in Fuyuki's spiritual veins, and use the power of the Great Holy Grail to come Fulfill a winner's wish.

But if the Holy Grail's ability to fulfill wishes really comes from the souls of these heroic spirits who represent 'miracles', why did the Yusanjia perform such a semi-public ceremony?

"This involves other reasons." Solomon chuckled and began to explain the essence of the 'Holy Grail War' to the magician beside him...

Just like Maris Billy's self-awareness, as a human magician, he has limits, which made him unable to perceive the truth that was buried heavily in the Holy Grail War.

But Solomon does not have the limit of a human magician. Therefore, the magic king who dominates Vientiane can easily analyze all the information in the 'Holy Grail War'.

The so-called "Great Holy Grail" is nothing but a large magic circle hidden in the center of Enzang Mountain, which was replaced by breaking down Justesa's magic circuit.

Its function is only to fix the hole connected to the vortex of the root when the "Little Holy Grail" uses the power of the followers to return to the Hero Seat to open the hole connected to the vortex of the root, so that the Yusanjia can reach the "root" located outside the world.

And what can really fulfill the wishes of the contestants is the 'Little Holy Grail' that collects the souls of all the heroic spirits as fillings.

"That is to say..." Maris Billy's face was a little dignified. "The real purpose of Yusanjia's establishment of the 'Holy Grail War' is to reach the root cause?"

"If the information I parsed from the Holy Grail ceremony is correct..." Solomon's voice remained flat. "Indeed it is."

"Then in the King's opinion..." Maris Billy stared closely at the soul of the hero in the hands of the Magic King, and a trembling voice came out of his mouth. "How high is the success rate of the Great Holy Grail reaching the root."

"The idea and conclusion are very consistent, but there are some problems in the process." Solomon looked into the eyes of the magician, not knowing what he was thinking. "Those little problems are easy to fix though..."

"In other words, there is a high chance of success in getting to the 'root'." The magician clenched his fists tightly, his nails digging deep into his palm.

"Ugh--"

Maris Billy suddenly let out a long sigh, and slowly let go of his clenched fists, which hung down on his sides as if he had lost all strength.

"What? Have you made a decision?"

"Yes, Wang." Maris Billy took out the handkerchief in his pocket and gently wiped the sweat from his forehead. "I still want to realize my wish."

"That's it." The ring on his left hand flickered slightly, and Solomon put away the two souls of heroic spirits that were constantly exuding the aura of root. "Can you tell me why?"

"Compared to reaching the root alone, it is more in line with my ideal to establish the 'Humanity Survival Guarantee Organization Phoenix Chaldea'."

Maris Billy, who had made a decision, looked relaxed, and was even in the mood to play a little joke with Solomon in front of him. "Also, I don't think the command spell system created by human magicians will have any effect on you who have the Ten Commandments."

"Although the command spell does not have any effect on me, as long as you are willing, I have no intention of stopping your pursuit of the root cause."

"Let's forget it." Maris Billy waved his hand in distress at Solomon's teasing. "Even if you get to the root by luck, a magician with my strength will never be able to return from the root."

"Really?" Solomon's eyes laughed.

"Don't make fun of me, Wang." Maris Billy quickly changed the subject. "The king showed me the souls of the heroic spirits, not just to explain to me the essence of the 'Holy Grail War'."

"Indeed." Solomon nodded. "These souls of heroes are related to whether your wishes can be realized..."

.........

In the living room of Emiya House, several masters who simply tidied up the Japanese-style villa sat facing each other.

Illya and Matou Zouken got together to discuss the current situation, and what was surprising was that the girl who had always been somewhat childish suddenly seemed to be a different person at this moment. Miss Tohsaka, who was on the side, was stunned for a while.

When Archer approached Emiya, he disappeared on the grounds of being on guard. This special servant was very resistant to staying with Emiya Shirou, especially when he was in Emiya.

Emiya Shirou sat silently at the side, his dim pupils kept staring at the unmarked right hand, and anyone could easily see the disappointment on his face.

As for Matou Sakura, who had been in a deep sleep before, she woke up when she arrived at Emiya's mansion, and after comforting her senior to no avail, she went to prepare tea and snacks for everyone with some worries.

Rider accompanied his Master, and beat him up from time to time.

"Are you sure the souls of the three servants who left the stage were not absorbed by the 'Little Holy Grail'?" Zouken Matou confirmed this crucial information to the girl beside him with a solemn expression.

Illya nodded silently, and her affirmation made Matou Zouken frown tightly.

The two members of the Yusan family knew very well that if the "Holy Grail War" is to go on smoothly, the most important thing is the souls of heroes that contain the purest magic power.

The second is Illya who is the carrier of the 'Little Holy Grail'.

Because, whether you want to use the 'Little Holy Grail' to realize your wish, or use the 'Great Holy Grail' to reach the root, you need the soul of the heroic spirit as the 'fuel' to activate it.

And if there is not enough 'fuel', all the ceremonies will become a joke, after all, you can't expect a plane without fuel to fly to the sky like a bird waving its wings.

Moreover, the most important thing is not that the 'Holy Grail War' cannot go on smoothly.

You know, the reason why Matou Zouken and Illya are so aware of the importance of the Soul of Heroes is because they are members of the "Holy Grail War".

But as a member of the non-Yu Sanjia, the man behind the scenes actually consciously took away the soul of the heroic spirit from the 'Little Holy Grail', which means that that guy has and has completely analyzed all the information of the 'Great Holy Grail' system.

And having the ability to completely analyze the 'Great Holy Grail' in just a few days after the Holy Grail War started means that it is not difficult for that guy to create something similar to the 'Little Holy Grail'.

"My sin!" After thinking through everything, Matou Zouken scratched his hair in pain. They lost all their opportunities after losing the soul of the heroic spirit, and the black shadow he created was another Ready-made 'Little Holy Grail' material.

It can be said that he is responsible for a large part of what happened to them tonight.

"Don't blame yourself, ma... Matou Zouken." Illya comforted the family's 'old friend'. "After all, the matter has come to this, the first thing we need to determine is - who is the guy who manipulated the shadow to attack us."

"Do you still need to be sure?" Sitting next to her, Miss Tohsaka crossed her arms impatiently while listening to the two of them playing charades for a long time.

"I don't believe that there is a magician in this world who can completely analyze all the principles of the 'Holy Grail War' in such a short period of time..."

"That is to say, the bastard who manipulated the shadows to attack us can only be the Caster who never showed up."

"But none of the past Casters has the ability to see through the 'Holy Grail War'. Is it a bit too arbitrary to draw a conclusion now." Hearing Miss Tohsaka's conclusion, Illya retorted subconsciously.

"Except for Caster..."

"If it's an ordinary Caster, even if it has the ability to analyze the 'Great Holy Grail', it won't be able to complete it in such a short time." A voice that didn't belong to everyone present suddenly sounded.

"But this year's Caster is the magic king Solomon who came to the world inexplicably..."

Chapter 66 Preparations

Facing the sudden extra voices in the room, Ilya, who had always had a serious expression on her face, lost her mind for a moment, and then quickly showed a surprised smile on her face.

"Berserker!"

A clear and weak voice came from the girl's mouth, Illya stood up unsteadily, and was about to rush towards the direction where Sirius' voice came out.

But before the girl could take two more steps, a sense of dizziness caused by weakness hit Ilya's brain in an instant, and she saw her feet slipping and immediately lost all balance.

"Be careful, Illya." The crimson light spot quickly gathered around the girl, and the red-haired giant who stepped out of the light spot hurriedly supported Illya's body with his big hands, and carefully held her in the palm of his hand.

"I'm sorry, Illya." Feeling the girl's hot body temperature, Seleus's face was full of guilt.

In terms of universal rationality, there are generally only two sources of magic power for magicians: 'big source' and 'small source'.

'Great source' is the power that is full of the outside world, simply put, it is the vitality of the planet under people's feet.Correspondingly, "Xiaoyuan" is the inner power of the human body, that is, the vitality possessed by a human magician himself.

Compared with the large-source magic power that needs a series of complicated procedures to be used by people, the small-source magic power that has always existed in the human body is easier to be manipulated by people.

But correspondingly, using the magic power of "Xiaoyuan" is equivalent to directly extracting one's own vitality, and a large amount of vitality consumption will naturally have a very serious impact on the magician himself.

The reason why Illya's body became so weak that she couldn't even walk steadily was because a lot of magic power in her body was taken away by Serius.

After all, although Illya's mana reserves are extremely rich, Seleus's own skills can also reduce the girl's mana consumption to a certain extent.

However, the burden of the high-power Noble Phantasm released continuously in a short period of time is still too great for the girl.

Coupled with the fact that Ilya has been forcibly keeping her body functioning because she is worried about Serius, it can be said that it is a miracle that she has not fainted yet.

"If I can detect Caster's plan in advance..."

"It's not Berserker's fault. After all, in the Holy Grail War, no one can accurately predict what will happen next." Illya hugged the giant's neck tightly, and her small face with a reassuring smile was on Serius' face. I rubbed lightly on it.

"And Berserker has done a good job, Shirou and the others were rescued by you safely."

"Really?" Seleus, who was comforted by gently stroking the girl's cute little head, looked at Illya in his arms very gently. "Thank you for your comfort, Illya."