Inside the forcibly opened 100-square-ter miniature world, Matou Yuu stood before the floor-to-ceiling windows, gazing at the endless fluorescent green lawn before him. For a mont he didn't know where to begin complaining.
A heavy, suffocating atmosphere hung in the air, making breathing difficult. He felt an indescribable discomfort.
Logically, in such a high-concentration magic environnt, his depleted magic circuits should recover instantly.
Strangely, his body acted like an insulator—he couldn't absorb even a trace of that substance.
Why…?
Just as he was completely baffled—
"Ahhh…"
Suddenly, a lodious, cheerful, soft singing voice ca from behind.
Matou Yuu unconsciously turned his head.
Tiamat had returned to her previous mature form and was sitting sideways on the edge of the large white bed.
Her long, slightly wavy dark-blue hair cascaded like a waterfall. A powerful, almost liquid magic aura enveloped her like swimming fish.
"The air here… is so rich and comfortable." Tiamat's voice was exceptionally clear and pleasant. Her star-like crimson eyes shone with unprecedented brilliance. "It's as if… I've returned to the era I once lived in."
"The era you once lived in?"
Matou Yuu's heart skipped a beat. He couldn't help but ponder the question again.
Since entering this Reality Marble, not only had he been unable to draw even a speck of magic power from this, but his own magic power was gradually being consud to maintain the barrier.
Why…?
His gaze involuntarily returned to Tiamat.
Completely unlike her previous loli form, Tiamat had regained her mature, voluptuous figure.
The long, twisted horns on her head—divine yet ominous—perfectly complented her mature, delicate body, accentuating her breathtaking curves. The originally oversized kimono now fit her body snugly.
The deep white skin peeking between the gaps in her clothing was like a staircase to heaven—dazzlingly radiant and captivating.
She could freely switch between cuteness and maturity. Tiamat was truly invincible… Matou Yuu sighed inwardly.
"Ah?"
Noticing the young man's unwavering direct gaze, Tiamat tilted her head slightly. Her crimson eyes held pure confusion.
Matou Yuu casually shifted his gaze and tactically cleared his throat. "It's nothing. I was just wondering… The magic power here is so abundant and automatically replenishes your energy, so why can't I absorb even a single drop?"
Tiamat tilted her head back and thought for a mont, then suddenly clapped her hands as if understanding sothing.
"You are… human." She spoke in a quiet voice. "Human circuits cannot draw magic power directly from the air here."
Because—
Before Matou Yuu could finish speaking, he suddenly realized. "Is the magic power residing in this Reality Marble the true ether from the Age of Gods?"
In the Type-Moon world, modern magecraft and Age-of-Gods magecraft were products of completely different dinsions in terms of quality.
To put it simply, it was like distinguishing between "92," "95," and "98" octane gasoline for cars.
Modern magus' fragile magic circuits were like car engines that could only run on "92-octane gasoline" at best. However, the divine magic piercing the barrier was like extrely high-purity "98-octane special fuel."
Forcing this substance into the circuits wouldn't just fail to supply power—it could cause severe knock-off phenona, incomplete combustion, circuit damage, and even total failure.
If Matou Yuu truly wanted to utilize the vast magic power here, the only way was to find a "transfer station."
For example, if the highest-ranking Mother Goddess acted as a "filter"—first absorbing the true ether of the Age of Gods, then suppressing and softening it, and finally feeding it back to him through so "connection."
But if this logic was correct, didn't that an he was essentially carrying a perpetual-motion machine with infinite capacity?
However, what kind of "connection thod" could achieve lossless feedback transmission?
While Matou Yuu pondered the problem in a daze, he quietly dispelled the Reality Marble.
Buzz—!
Space shifted. The dreamlike world reminiscent of mini-Avalon instantly vanished. The world returned once more to the dilapidated, dimly lit hotel room.
Without the support of the powerful environntal magic, Tiamat suddenly transford from a sexy mature woman back into a small, adorable blue-haired loli.
Before Matou Yuu could even stand straight, she leaped into the young man's arms.
Just as he felt her soft, light touch, a sweet, slightly sleepy voice whispered by his ear.
Hold while I sleep.
Like an extrely insecure kitten, she gently nuzzled her head against the young man's chest, found a comfortable spot, and closed her eyes.
Matou Yuu unconsciously reached out and wrapped his arm around her slender waist. The fragrance of orchids lingered around his nose.
Gazing at the peaceful, cute little face sleeping in his arms, then looking out the window at the endless sandstorm of the desert, Matou Yuu couldn't help but fall into deep thought.
Was this really a cruel Holy Grail War…? Why did it feel like he was playing a Sea Spirit Larva raising ga?
Just as Matou Yuu was inwardly complaining, the smartphone in his pocket suddenly vibrated violently.
He held the Tiamat Lily with one arm and struggled to pull out his phone with the other. The screen displayed an ergency alert from Snowfield City's local news site.
[Breaking News! Unidentified explosion at the Grand Theater! Internal structural collapse—police have completely sealed off the scene!]
[Exclusive Report: Suspect arrested at the scene! According to witnesses, a blond man in dieval knight armor, when surrounded by police, not only did not resist arrest but voluntarily identified himself as "Richard the Lionheart" and expressed regret for destroying the theater. The man has been taken to the psychiatric ward of the police station…]
Seeing the ridiculous headline, Matou Yuu's lips twitched violently.
Wonderful. It seed the other Masters and Servants in this land had indeed begun causing trouble.
However… a Servant who used the police station as a base and voluntarily had the police handcuff and arrest him… This was probably a first in the history of the Holy Grail War.
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