Walking in the Question and Answer System of Heroic Spirits

Weber: "Phew, that was close."

Lion Tribulation Realm: "I never expected that this Eastern Taoist would be such a great help."

Weber: "Mr. Graf also had a hand in it, that elf root arm."

Weber: "The next step is to hope that this path will not have any more problems."

Meanwhile, in the ancient heartland, Hatres has already begun its operation.

He was currently in a large hall, putting the finishing touches on some work.

"Alright, that concludes my setup."

Hartles' tone revealed an unprecedented exhaustion, for he had never performed such a strenuous magic trick before, and he was truly struggling to keep up.

He then opened the silver briefcase he had been carrying, took out a large jar containing a damaged brain and nerves, with an eyeball attached.

Even among magicians, only a few are aware that the magicians designated for sealing are preserved in this way.

[The brain, nerves, and magic circuits are extracted and immersed in a preservation solution. Other accessories will depend on the circumstances; the jar itself will function as either the former physical body or the current exoskeleton.]

Chapter 357 The Cruel Sealing Designation, the Ancient Heart

The women: "Ah!!!"

Koles: "This, this, this..."

Lion's Robbery: "This is the true designation of the seal."

Koles: "But the Miss Orange who appeared before wasn't—"

Lion Jie Li: "This is the difference between having strength and not having strength."

Rin Tohsaka: "Could it be that Sakura...?"

Tokiomi Tohsaka: "Yes, Rin, now you know why I insisted on giving her away for adoption."

Sakura Tohsaka: "..."

Ishtar: "Hmph, humans are truly disgusting."

King of Heroes: "Ha, this is the gathering place of modern magicians."

Zhang Jiao: "It's basically an evil organization."

The First Emperor: "Hmph, such a place should not exist."

Kenneth: "..."

"this is--"

Emiya Kiritsugu clenched his fists; he had already guessed whose brain was in the bottle in the video.

"The Emiya family's original inherited magic is a technique that accelerates time to its limit within the body or a Reality Marble—places unaffected by the world's interference. Although Reality Marbles are something no one else can imitate, fortunately, the world's interference with the Albion, the Spirit Tomb isolated from the outside world, is inherently very low. I believe we can make full use of your technique."

This bottle, retrieved at the highest cost Hartless had in ten years, was originally intended to be sealed within the designated execution bureau as the "Magician."

He placed the still pocket watch nearby. It was a pocket watch linked to the ritual, containing a precise perpetual calendar clock that could measure time in units of hundreds of years; it was an indispensable prop for this ritual.

"You told me before, 'You're going to kill me, aren't you?'"

Hartles looked at Hephaestion and said, "However, I don't know if it can be achieved. At this point, I'm completely unprepared, and so are you. In the end, will you consider it a huge gamble?"

"That's exactly what I meant."

[The response wasn't a sound; Hephaestion's voice was no longer audible, but Hartres could still read her meaning from Faker's moving lips.]

"Next, we'll see if we can make it in time."

Hartres touched his chest and said, "Will your wish come true? Will my wish come true?"

[Whispers echoed in the room; as far as the eye could see, Faker was being engulfed by a pillar of light.]

[In the light that connected to the magical circuits of the fallen dragon, the Macedonian female warrior, who had endured many harsh battlefields, appeared to be gently dozing.]

"Goodnight, Faker."

"Goodnight, Hartrace."

[Then, the timer will continue until she becomes a god, and the clock will begin to tick.]

"Gu..."

Emiya Kiritsugu clenched his fists so tightly that his fingernails pierced his palms, drawing out drops of blood.

Irisviel embraced Kiritsugu Emiya with heartache, unsure how to comfort him.

Weber: "Hartles has already started, I'm afraid it's too late for me."

The Conqueror King: "The deified version of myself? I'd really like to see what that looks like."

[Let's turn our attention back to the Second Prince and his group.]

They've been in the Void Cave for quite some time now. Even if Albion doesn't have real-world coordinates, and the Grand Magic Circuit is located tens of kilometers underground, could the descent have lasted this long?

From a physical perspective, the feeling has been declining for several hours.

Moreover, this void cave had many sudden bends, and sometimes became very narrow, hindering their progress.

In this situation, is it still appropriate to call it a fall?

[Every time this happens, Gray has to use her gliding suit for precise control, which eventually becomes somewhat nerve-wracking.]

"Don't waste your energy."

[The Second Prince, having offered advice for what seemed like the umpteenth time, spoke up: "Don't use your brain to think; let the situation and your nerves automate almost automatically. Letting the magic circuits handle this part of the calculation is the fastest way, but you're not that familiar with magic, are you? Don't be nervous; let Ad and your intuition handle it faster."]

[Grey: "Should we give it to Ad?"]

[Yad: "Hehehe! Because I don't have the function of feeling tired!"]

However, this time, she will honestly accept that statement.

The exhaustion accumulated from the journey deep into Albion was truly taking its toll on Gray's body. Though unspoken, Luvia, Kiyoaki, and Furuka were probably experiencing the same.

Even with automatic gliding control via magical circuits, the chill relentlessly drains our strength. The situation worsens with continued exposure to Albion's strange magic.

Of course, magic can be used to protect body temperature, but everyone chooses to keep their magic consumption to a minimum.

Weber: "I thought it would just be a matter of falling, but I didn't expect there would be so much trouble."

Lion Jie Li: "Just like that old man said, this road is fraught with peril."

[Second Generation: "Speaking of which, it's questionable whether time even flows normally here."]

[Grey: "What do you mean, Master?"]

The Second Prince shook his head and said, "It's nothing... I always felt that there was a puzzle piece that we couldn't put together until now, but it's now in place."

After declining for a while, [the price dropped again].

"The air has changed!"

Luvia tossed out several gems, saying, "These gems tell me that from here onwards, it's considered new territory in Albion. In other words, we're almost at the ancient heart!"

The Second Prince suddenly spoke up: "Damn it, we still didn't make it?"

[Fruika: "What's wrong?"]

"I've just connected with Reines via a portal."

The Second Prince, his face grim, said, "The Clock Tower has breached the ancient heart's defenses; the worst is yet to come."

[Luvia: "What! There are still several hours until the scheduled time!"]

[Second Grand Master: "That's right, the Grand Master decision has begun ahead of schedule."]

Weber: "They started early?!"

Lion Jie Li: "This really caught everyone off guard."

Koles: "Could it be that Hartres's accomplice has struck again?"

Lion's Robbery: "Who knows—"

[Let's rewind to a few minutes earlier, to Reines's side.]

She has once again traversed the rift from the mining city and arrived at the venue for the Grand Order Decision.

As soon as she landed, she felt her heart pounding.

It wasn't that I was worried about how the meeting would go, but rather that there was a strange "pressure" in the air.

She felt a tingling sensation on her skin, and even her bones were creaking. She felt that if she relaxed even slightly, she would collapse under the pressure.

No matter what scientific detectors are used, it's impossible to analyze the true nature of that "pressure."

For modern people, the magic of the mythical era—"true ether"—is a poison, and the magic here is similar.

This is the heart of Albion—its ancient soul.

Fiore: "Wow! This is practically the only remaining land from the Age of Gods in modern times."

Gold: "It's a pity that modern magicians can't adapt to this place. Otherwise, if they could train here..."

Feng Xi: "What are you thinking? Even if you could cultivate here, it wouldn't be your turn."

Gold: "Heh, yeah."