Magician in Type-Moon

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Medea grabbed his arm.

Will we ever meet again in the future?

"Yes, we will stay together forever."

......

Matou Ike reappeared on a bustling street, his expression somewhat strange.

Just as they were about to share a farewell kiss, Medea stopped them.

She also said, "The future you belongs only to the future me."

Somewhat confused about the difference, Matou Ike shook his head and turned into a small alley.

He came to meet the Mother of Guanbuzi, the owner of absolute future vision.

"Can you win?"

"The future, which is related to the gods, is unclear."

"So what suggestions do you have?"

"For humans, the only way to overcome hunger is to eat."

Exactly the same advice as before...

Matou Ike asked again:

“But I don’t feel hungry right now.”

"Then you have to make yourself feel hungry again."

After a brief chat, Matou Ike stood there pondering for a few seconds before replying:

"I understand."

He then committed suicide again.

The revitalized Mother of Guanbuzi watched this scene and simply shook her head.

"Did it come true? This kind of future really did exist, but I never expected it to be in this way..."

......

Matouchi sensed the fluctuations between the spaces recorded by his consciousness.

Having obtained Beelzebub's information, they have broken through the defenses set up by Ryudouji Temple and are now hunting him down.

They also learned how Beelzebub dealt with the Mother of Dragons created by Medea.

It was pretty much what he expected.

It was just too fast...

It happened so fast that he didn't even have time to finish preparing.

Then we'll just have to keep dragging it out, since there are still plenty of records available.

Chapter 361 The Garden of Sinners (Forty-Two)

"Synchronize!"

Frances, unlike his usual manic self, now lowered his head and murmured softly.

"Illusion Reload!"

“My ancestor and teacher Merlin Ambrose.”

"Personality simulation begins!"

The original consciousness began to die off completely.

Perhaps they were wiped out long ago.

"Ancient mystery, revive!"

"Pseudo-personality has ceased. Divinity collection rate has exceeded the prescribed value, and the second stage restrictions are beginning to be lifted."

As if receiving the key to unlock the spell, the mystery was unsealed in the girl's hands.

However, my hands were throbbing with pain—

Only this feeling could make Francesca realize reality.

"Seriously, they actually want a young girl like me to be inserted into such filthy stuff. I'll definitely make the masters bleed a lot after this!"

Francesca let out a nonchalant sigh and stretched her arms into the vortex that formed the divine descent.

......

“Matou family magician, this is not a place for you right now.”

Kirei Kotomine looked at the figure that Matou Ike had suddenly appeared and said without any politeness.

"Okay, okay, I didn't come here to see you. Where's Archer?"

Matou Ike waved his hand at Kotomine Kirei, who looked wary, walked straight to his side, picked up the bottle of sake on the table, and took a few big gulps.

"Ah, come to life!"

As he drank the strong liquor, Matou Ike stretched his back like a cat.

This behavior completely baffled Kirei Kotomine, who was sitting to the side.

What's wrong with this guy...?

However, Kirei Kotomine didn't bother with too much; he just happened to have something he wanted to ask Matou Ike.

"Your desire to pursue the Holy Grail..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Matou Ike.

"Alright, alright, although you'll understand your own thoughts soon enough, it's okay to tell you in advance. You're after pleasure, so can you answer me now, Father Kirei Kotomine?"

"How can this be done!"

Kirei's tone unconsciously became impatient.

"Do you mean that I, who serve God, should pursue pleasure—and succumb to that sinful and depraved behavior?"

Matou Ike simply rolled his eyes at him and prepared to leave the underground wine cellar, because he discovered that Gilgamesh had finally returned home.

However, before leaving, he left behind a message.

"That's really outrageous, Father. Why would you equate pleasure with sin? Think about it carefully..."

Matou Ike finally got to meet the important figure he had recorded in this record—

Gilgamesh, the King of Heroes.

When Gilgamesh saw Matou Ike, he was only slightly stunned before a smile appeared on his lips.

"What, you've finally changed your mind and are ready to pledge allegiance to me?"

"Uh..." Matou Ike didn't expect things to turn out this way.

However, dealing with this all-knowing king doesn't require explaining so much.

After a moment of silence, Matou Ike, following the King of Heroes' usual pattern, began to speak:

“Great, all-knowing, hero-king, I am certainly willing to submit to your command and become an honorable citizen of Uruk, but I do not know if I will receive the protection I deserve.”

Gilgamesh simply waved his hand, and the golden gauntlets clinked together with a crisp sound.

"You scoundrel, you dare to come to pay your respects to me with such thoughts? You've got some nerve."

"Am I still a citizen of Uruk?"

Matou Ike asked again.

"Hmph, a guy like you would only be fit to be a porter in Uruk."

"Understood. Then please, Your Majesty, help me hold that fellow off. With your imposing stature, you should be able to buy him quite some time, right?"

No sooner had he uttered those words than Matou Ike committed suicide, for such words might be considered a capital offense of disrespect in the eyes of this mad king.

Since it's a capital offense, then atone with your death.

However, Matou Ike hadn't expected that this King of Heroes would actually be willing to lend a hand.

Unexpectedly, this king, who swears constantly, is also a proud and arrogant person.

At this moment, Gilgamesh looked at the suddenly deceased Matou Ike and put away his frivolous expression.

He turned his gaze seriously to the crack that was gradually appearing on the horizon.

......

"I am a hardworking little bee, buzzing and searching for different flowers, buzzing and buzzing..."

Matouchi hummed a song as she moved back and forth between different fragments of memory.

"Let me think, what other useful memories do I have...?"

Matou Ike has died over a hundred times by now; death has become a habit for him.

Several of those memory fragments nearly caused him serious injury.

These are all memories of the Berserker—Gil Deres.

Who would have thought that a Heroic Spirit bound by their Command Seals would suddenly turn against them?

Matouchi couldn't have imagined it either.

But it doesn't matter.

The main problem is that the Holy Grail War only lasts for seven days.

Jill was alive for most of the time.

After all, he spent most of the war working alongside Berserker.

This gave Matou Ike a bit of a headache.

However, some good memory fragments did have some effect, enough to slow down Beelzebub's pace.