A certain crossover anime's nuclear-powered sword immortal

As if some of his memories had been erased by the world, Amakusa Shiro appeared in this world standing amidst a raging sea of ​​fire.

Even so, Amakusa Shiro still remembered some things, such as where he came from and just how chaotic the world was.

If we compare the barriers between worlds to bubbles, then the world we live in now is a giant bubble made up of countless bubbles merging together, and it is still growing.

And because of this, all sorts of chaotic events and terrible disasters can occur without warning.

The world won't collapse easily, but fragile humanity will.

Amakusa Shiro wanted to use the power of the Holy Grail to correct everything.

If doing this requires enduring immense pain that ordinary people cannot bear, Amakusa Shiro would not hesitate.

He wanted to be the savior.

……

Night fell, but the city remained brightly lit and had not yet calmed down.

On the contrary, now is the best time to start the nightlife, when people sing and dance, leaving behind all the troubles of the day.

After dinner, Shirou planned to go and see Rin. If the Queen of the Land of Shadows wanted to spar with him, Shirou would naturally be happy to offer his advice.

"Didn't the queen of the Land of Shadows want to fight me?"

This is how Shirou explained it over the phone.

"Yes, she told you not to waste time and to come over quickly." The girl's voice, though feigning calmness, carried a hint of excitement.

Without even needing to think too much, Shirou could guess that Rin was probably curious but too embarrassed to ask directly, so she pretended to be indifferent.

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"Saber, I'm going to Rin's place, so you don't need to come. Stay home and protect Illya and Sakura."

Shirou spoke to Saber, who was still eating her meal elegantly with small bites.

Although she looked very elegant while eating, she had been eating non-stop for almost half an hour.

Sometimes Shirou really wonders where all that food went.

Upon hearing that Shirou wanted to go out alone, Saber stopped eating and quickly stood up.

"No, I am your Servant. How can I let you, as your Master, go to the bases of other Masters alone? If you encounter danger, it will be my dereliction of duty!"

"Danger?"

Shirou was stunned for a moment; he had never thought of it that way at all.

Chapter Twenty-Two: The Witch in the Night

However, Saber is unaware of how much stronger he has become compared to during the Fourth Shinobi World War, so it's understandable that she would have such concerns.

"Don't worry, Saber, even if we encounter danger, I can escape."

Saber briefly recalled the events of the last Holy Grail War. Even though her perception of Shirou's strength was still based on what it had been ten years ago, she still acknowledged his abilities.

"Well... alright then. If you encounter any danger, be sure to call me with a Command Spell." Saber couldn't refuse Shirou, so she had no choice but to give him this instruction.

Sakura, who was clearing away the dishes, smiled as well.

"Safe travels."

"Well, I see."

With that, Shirou walked out of the house.

The Tohsaka residence is located in the mountains far from the city, surrounded by forests.

Under the dim night sky, Shirou walked along the road reflecting the moonlight.

In fact, he could also quickly reach the Tohsaka residence by flying or using teleportation magic.

However, Shirou still preferred the feeling of strolling under the moonlight.

The faint chirping of insects in the forest, the moonlight shining through the night, and the cool breeze all combine to create a symphony of sounds.

Suddenly, Shirou frowned, as if he had sensed something, and looked in one direction of the forest.

"A fluctuation of magic, but it doesn't seem like a magician's..."

Shirou murmured, his eyes slightly narrowed.

"Let's go and take a look."

……

In the corridor of a luxury hotel, a blond man dressed in white was roaring angrily with a ferocious expression.

"Damn it! You damn bitch! You've ruined the 'Magic Workshop' that I worked so hard to create!"

It's fallen!

The blond man named Atram Gariasta roared.

He is currently in a luxury hotel owned by the Gariasta family.

Because of Atram Gariasta's arrival, the hotel, which serves as a base for the Holy Grail War, has been closed for about two weeks.

The hotel corridor was as silent as a death row. The ceiling lights in the corridor leading to the basement flickered as if they were short-circuiting, adding to the eerie atmosphere. There were splattered black bloodstains on the walls at every corner.

Limbs and severed bodies were scattered everywhere, and the silent corridors were filled with corpses.

In the fire-lit basement, numerous incubators shattered, nutrient solutions spilling across the floor, and children lying unconscious within them.

This device, located in the basement, is Atram's magic device.

A workshop that uses human children as "fresh materials" to refine "magical" crystals.

The design incorporates the latest scientific equipment, shortening the time required for refining and chanting.

In this scene, the man, who is enraged like a baboon, is completely out of place.

In front of the roaring blond man stood a woman wearing an indigo-purple hooded cloak and a purple robe. Even though her face was covered by the hood and she was dressed very conservatively, it was still clear that she had an excellent figure.

"Foolish fellow, you've already used up three Command Seals. Do you really think you can stand against me?"

The woman, dressed in a purple robe that still couldn't conceal her proud figure, spoke from her face, which was mostly hidden by a hood.

"What do you mean!?"

Atram glared angrily at the utterly destroyed basement, his neck veins bulging and turning red as if they were about to burst, his eyes bloodshot like those of a mad dog.

"What did you say? You're just a Servant, yet you dare to rebel against your master?! You bitch!"

Atram Gariasta is a magician of mixed Western European and Arabic descent, the son of an oil tycoon.

Atram Gariasta holds a higher position in the Magicians' Association than ordinary magicians; his title can be described as one he bought with money.

Of course, this is lower than that of monarchs who are pure nobles (such as El-Melloi or Barthezmelloi).

The treatment they received was similar to that of the Tohsaka family, who, despite their decline, were still recognized as nobles.

Atram's upbringing instilled in him a disregard for "human beings who can be bought with money" as equals, making him, in a sense, a villain raised from childhood.

This time, he also bought his spot in the Fifth Holy Grail War from a certain magician.

Atram Gariasta originally intended to summon a different Servant, but an unexpected incident occurred that caused the original artifact to be acquired by the Izelma clan of the Clock Tower Creation Department (Baruye). As a result, Atram Gariasta had to find another Golden Fleece as the artifact and summoned Medea, a Caster-class Servant.

At first, Atram Gariasta was humble and polite to Medea, but after learning that Medea could not summon dragons in the modern world, Atram Gariasta's attitude changed drastically, and he even spoke ill of Medea.

After Atram Gariasta showed Medea his magical workshop, which cruelly abused children, Medea said that the workshop was too low-level, and then used atmospheric magic to refine crystals that far surpassed those of the workshop.

Modern magician Atram Gariasta thus deeply felt Medea's power.

Therefore, Atram Gariasta used a Command Spell to prevent Medea from using her Noble Phantasm on him, and then activated the remaining two Command Spells to control Medea, preventing her from casting any magic or attacking him.

"Even if you use all three Command Seals, your magic power has already been restricted to below human level by one of my Command Seals. With your current magic power, even a second-rate magician like me can easily defeat you."

Atram Gariasta glared angrily at Medea, who was dressed in purple robes.

"Once I render you incapacitated, I'll show you what cruelty truly means!"

"Ha! Even if your magic is restricted, do you really think you can rival me?"

As a Caster, Medea's magical power is limited to the level of a second-rate magician, but the methods she possesses are still far beyond the reach of these mortal magicians.

She is a witch living in this age of gods, therefore, the magic she wields possesses power approaching that of the realm of magic.

She can perform any kind of grand magic using "High-Speed ​​Divine Words," and her abilities even surpass those of the strongest magicians and transcendent sorcerers of the modern era.

The world was once full of magic.

The embodiment of mystery that once amazed people was Medea.

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"Of course I know that, which is why I specifically sought out help!"

Atram Gariasta saw a flicker of emotion on the half-face of the woman in the purple robe, visible beneath her veil, and burst into hearty laughter.

"Lord El-Melloi II, please deal with her for me!"

Instantly, a powerful aura of heroic spirit's magic swept over, causing Medea's body to tense up.

Chapter Twenty-Three: The Unexpected Person

"Damn it!" She could naturally sense the unusual magical aura. In her current state, weakened by the Command Seals, she had no chance against it.

Having realized this, Medea did not hesitate to take out her Noble Phantasm, "All Symbols Will Break the Rules".

"All Talismans Will Break the Rules" is a Noble Phantasm with abilities that are distinctly different from those wielded by other Servants.

It has no function as a weapon, but it can "break" all magic of the object stabbed by the blade.

The objects that can be broken are objects enhanced by magic, contracts based on magic, or life forms born using magic.

It can reset them to their state before the magic was used. In other words, contracts based on magic will become worthless, and life forms created with magic will be instantly destroyed.

Therefore, although its uses are quite limited, it is extremely effective in the Holy Grail War with the Servant system, and is the ultimate anti-magic weapon. However, it is an exception for Noble Phantasms, as it cannot be used regardless of its level.

This magical weapon is the embodiment of the goddess's nature, the goddess of betrayal.

Medea held the Noble Phantasm "All-Powerful Response Breaker" in her hand and slashed forward, thus breaking an invisible link.

That is the connection between the Servant and the Master.

Once Medea is freed from this control, she will be unable to receive any magical energy, and will disappear once the magical energy within her body is depleted.