Heather's face didn't show too much surprise. Rather, it would be better to say that a mere [King of One Hundred Ghosts] could behave in such a 'foul' manner. It would be impossible without additional assistance. He held a spoon and stirred the coffee. Cup, he opened his mouth and said:
"Is it CASTER?"
Daron was really shocked at this moment. He guessed it right away? Not only is the heroic spirit extremely powerful, but his brain is also so easy to use? He is indeed an existence that can sit upright on the [seat].
His attitude suddenly became much lower: "Yes, according to our judgment, CASTER should have formed an alliance with the King of Hundred Ghosts, occupied Panahax Mountain and arranged it as a super-large magic workshop. But we did not Find any clues about CASTER’s identity.”
No one doubts that Shuten Douji is of the CASTER class, because in mythology he is not the type known for his powerful spells. Generally speaking, the combat capabilities of heroic spirits who meet the CASTER class are quite low. In the sub-species Holy Grail War, it is recognized that ASSASSIN's weakest class is not a "wasted reputation".
To seal the entire Panahakos Mountain Range into a barrier and transform it into the 'Ghost Nest, the Great River Mountain', almost no living magician can do it. It must be the work of CASTER, who is best at [position construction].
Heather touched her chin: "CASTER..."
He narrowed his eyes slightly and thought of the rats that came back from the dead during the battle on Fourth Street, and the bird that couldn't be killed no matter what.
【Immortality】.
Do the Hyakki of Oeyama really possess such an extraordinary level of immortality? Even if Shuten Doji, the King of Hyakki, shares his immortality with his subordinates, this level is too exaggerated.
Thinking about it from another angle, could it be that the mysterious CASTER gave these pseudo-servants powerful immortality? Considering the weirdness and partiality of the CASTER class Noble Phantasm, it is really possible.
Thinking along this line of thinking, who are the heroic spirits that have the ability to create or impart [immortality] and are suitable for the CASTER class from ancient times to the present?
Her fingers tapped on the table, and Heather's mind was racing.
Suddenly, he thought of a person. No, it should be said that the first thing he thought of was,
It is an [item].
…………………………
Da da da……
The high heels and the stone floor kept making clear and crisp sounds.
This deep corridor with almost no end is made entirely of huge rock bricks with rough surfaces. Looking up, down, left and right, they are all the same stones, with no difference in texture.
Humidity, darkness, and the lingering strong smell of blood, all normal humans would be unhappy with it.
However, all this has nothing to do with the swaying figure in the corridor.
Not only was there no objection, that graceful figure was even humming softly.
Soon, she reached the end of the corridor, and what she saw was an unusually huge hole. It seemed that a mountain had been hollowed out from the middle of the mountain, turning it into such a huge cave.
The walls, floors and ceilings are still made of a large number of stones with exactly the same texture, but they are brightly lit.
Surrounded by various bottles and jars, unknown vertical jars similar to culture tanks, instruments and equipment of either ancient or advanced styles, and countless living creatures locked in cages.
A short figure was rushing between the instruments and equipment, and was almost tripped several times by his too-large white coat.
The short figure seemed to notice someone coming to this empty experimental hall. He turned around and shouted angrily: "Nicole! What have you done! Come and help!"
"My little Master, can't he play well without someone else? He's so cute and clumsy..."
The curvy figure spread her slender legs and walked towards the short figure.
This is a beautiful woman about 1.8 meters tall. She is wearing a fiery red dress similar to an evening dress. The surface of the dress is dotted with a large number of golden decorations. The front ends of her hands are wrapped by long and narrow sharp golden finger guards, and her back is completely exposed.
The spine is embedded in a golden centipede-shaped spine armor from top to bottom, and even the high heels are golden.
Her long golden slightly curly hair was casually styled into a bun, with some long hair hanging down around her ears and right forehead. Her emerald-like eyes looked at the short MASTER teasingly, as if to 'tease' and 'please'.
It is her hobby and the focus of this trip.
"I don't know why, but the [immortality implant] performed by me is far less effective than when you were the surgeon."
Not far from the short MASTER, a human male who had been disemboweled and bloody was twitching slightly. However, his whole body had been injected with muscle relaxants and tied tightly to the operating table.
Interfering with the work of the small figure.
The beauty with blonde hair and red dress glanced casually as she walked past the operating table, smiled and shook her head:
"If the dose of [Philosopher's Stone] is too high, ordinary life cannot bear such strong [immortality], and it will become a terrible poison. With the physical strength of this experimental subject, the dose range is between 0.3% and 0.4%. You
If we let go of a full 0.7%, we will definitely fail.”
"I see……"
The short MASTER pondered for a while, then nodded seriously:
"It seems that being temporarily recruited from Atlas Court to participate in this Holy Grail War by 'borrowing a contract' is not useless. At least, I can systematically learn the most from you, the ancestor of the [Philosopher's Stone]."
Hidden knowledge. Give me as much of your knowledge as you can, Nicole Flamel!"
The beautiful woman with blond hair and red dress in front of her is the most legendary alchemist in France and the creator of the legendary "Philosopher's Stone" - Nicolas Flamel!
Different from what was recorded in the legend, Nicolas Flamel turned out to be a woman, and she did not look old-fashioned or outdated, but was full of [fashion] and [beauty].
Nicole Flamel laughed softly:
"Haha... My dear little MASTER, don't be so impatient. Knowledge is never achieved overnight. We still have plenty of time. Let's lay the foundation for you first so that you can climb the endless ladder called 'Alchemy'.
Higher, further. What you need now is rest, dear Siphona."
The person she calls 'Sifona' is a woman who is only about 1.5 meters tall. She has long brown wavy hair reaching her waist and a flat figure. She is wearing a dark purple Atlas Academy uniform with a
A white coat that was too wide. She had freckles on her face, average appearance, no traces of makeup, and extremely dark circles under her eyes.
Sforna Albert, French, genius alchemist of the Atlas Academy.
[Clock Tower], [Wandering Sea], [Atlas Court], [Spiral Hall], this Holy Grail War can actually be said to be the epitome of the Magic Association's war.