There are no clouds in the clear night sky, and you can even see the long-lost starry sky in the city. The moon has climbed to the top of the night sky. This is the time of day when magic is most active.
After placing a Philosopher's Stone in the drawn Heroic Spirit Summoning Spell, Mikael stared at the magic circle in front of him. There was no need to chant lengthy spells. With just a snap of his fingers, the Heroic Spirit Summoning Spell was activated.
The whirlwind of gathered magic power spread around, with faint thunder and lightning entwining around it. The summoned pattern shone brightly, and the magic array formed a connection with the Heroic Spirit Seat. From the dazzling light that continuously overflowed, a slender figure appeared.
’s tall figure.
"You have come upon the summons, please be sure to become friends with me, Paracelsus——"
A slightly deep voice sounded, and Mikael stared at the familiar figure in front of him. The following was the moment to witness his suspicion.
"Mikael-sama——?!"
Seeing a familiar person, von Hohenheim Paracelsus was pleasantly surprised, but it was not clear whether it was more surprise or joy.
"As expected, Caster, do you retain the memory of the Tokyo Holy Grail War?"
Mikael nodded, he was very satisfied with this result, which meant that the Heroic Seat was not invulnerable, and he could also wrest control of it from Alaya.
"Yes, Sir Mikael, theoretically, all followers will lose the memory of being summoned to the present world after returning to the Throne of Heroes, but I still retain the memory of the Tokyo Holy Grail War. If there is any reason, it should be Mikael.
Your Excellency."
Paracelsus glanced around, and he was once again instilled with knowledge about the present world. At the same time, he also noticed that this world was not the same world as the one where the Tokyo Holy Grail War was held.
"Since I have retained my memory, there is no need to explain too much. I think Ai Ge will be very happy to see you. After all, we are all old friends."
"Lord Aige, is she also in this world?"
Paracelsus raised his head, with a touch of undisguised joy in his eyes. It was precisely after seeing a being like the Root Princess that he chose to betray his Master. After all, the pursuit of the Root is a major challenge for magicians.
Hopefully, even he is no exception.
"Of course, but she is not in this city, but Caster, it seems that you forgot to report one thing at that time, about the Linglong Pavilion."
Michael narrowed his eyes slightly, and his gaze fell on Paracelsus. It was obviously just an invisible thing, but it had substantial pressure. Paracelsus only felt that there was a continuous mountain on his body.
The endless mountains and the false body made of ether are already showing signs of collapse.
[Mikael-sama, you have become so much stronger again——]
He sighed in his heart, although Mikael in Tokyo was also strong, he gave people more of a youthful feeling, but now Mikael has completely undergone all-round transformation, even the invincible
I'm afraid the God King is no match for him anymore.
"It won't happen again, caster. Since I have given you the right to deal with it, you can keep Linglong Pavilion Misaya in an open and honest manner, rather than resorting to deception."
At the moment when Paracelsus' spiritual base was about to collapse, Mikael lifted the pressure.
"Follow your orders, Lord Mikael."
Paracelsus bowed slightly and said respectfully. When he found out that he could retain the memory of this life, the joy in his heart was self-evident. The self on the Heroic Soul Seat was already in a fixed state, and the self in life had not arrived yet.
The origin, but I can’t retain the memory of this world.
"So Mikael-sama, what should I do now is to win this Holy Grail War?"
"No, the Holy Grail is within my reach. I enjoy the process more than the destined result."
Mikael took out a broken crimson bow from his virtual magic pocket, then handed it to Kirshtalia and said solemnly.
"My disciple, this is a holy relic used to summon Archer class servants, and the one summoned will definitely be the strongest Archer. With this servant, no matter what happens in this exam, you will be able to
Achieve a passing grade.”
Kirshtalia took over Scarlet's broken bow with hesitation. You must know that heroic spirits include not only heroes in history, but also existences at the level of gods. Although he has never expected to summon gods at the level.
Servants, but the strongest archer class servants and so on...
There were a lot of bow-wielding heroes in his mind. There were dozens if not hundreds from the East and the West. It was really difficult to judge the strongest archer.
………
"Declare,
Your body is entrusted to my command; my destiny is attached to your sword.
Those who respond to the call of the Holy Grail and obey this will and truth, answer me!
I am the one who accomplishes all the good deeds in the world, and I am the one who brings together all the evil in the world.
Seven days entwined with the three great speaking spirits.
Cross the Wheel of Inhibition and appear, Guardian of the Scales!"
After softly chanting the spell to summon the heroic spirit, Kirshtalia stared closely at the body that was about to take shape in the magic circle. He was curious about which heroic spirit was actually called the strongest archer by his teacher.
Followers.
"I am Ashra, who is known as the great hero of the East. Please take good care of me!"
Hearty laughter rang out, and what came into view was a black-haired young man wearing green light armor and holding a large crimson bow. He looked like Sunshine's big brother, but his hardened muscle lines showed that he
The identity of a warrior.
"Hey - Saber and Caster, are you here too?"
"It seems that Archer, you have also retained the memory of the Tokyo Holy Grail War. Let me introduce you again, my name is Mikael Stefan Animsfia. I am not a Heroic Spirit, and Saber is just a fake job.
It’s just a step.”
"Hahaha, I'm still wondering why the sword heroes don't use swords. If that's the case, it makes sense."
Ashra smiled. When he saw "Saber" and Caster standing together, looking familiar, he had a vague suspicion in his heart as to why he, Elsa and Berserker were exploring the Linglong Pavilion.
When you enter the mansion, you will suddenly be transported to the great temple of the foreign emperor.
"Elsa, is she okay?"
"Although your exit made her sad for a while, she has started a new life now."
"That's good. She is a good woman and shouldn't be immersed in the sorrow of the past."
Hearing Mikael's answer, Arash breathed a sigh of relief. His clairvoyance can see existences such as minds and even memories, so he knew that Mikael was not lying.
"Then you are my master?"
He looked in the direction of Kirshtalia and laughed heartily again.
"Arash Kamango, the great hero from Persia, I will protect you. Leave it to me at the critical moment. My Noble Phantasm is a veritable trump card, but please be careful when releasing your true name.
The trump card is called the trump card because it can only be used once."