Crossover Anime: Collecting Treasures from All Worlds Starting with Type-Moon

"Master seems to be reminiscing about the past."

Anna noticed something was wrong with the boy beside her, took a piece of candy out of her pocket and handed it to Shen Qiu. They had bought it earlier at the candy shop on the Winter 593 Wooden Bridge.

"Yes, this really is where dreams begin."

Shen Qiu tore open the candy's outer skin, put it in his mouth, and savored the sweetness. After such a long and brutal battle, returning to the peaceful world of origin felt strangely unfamiliar.

The gentle, salty breeze from the sea near Fuyuki Bridge calmed the boy down a little.

The warm sunshine of early spring shone on the two of them, making them look like a divine couple, which aroused the envy of passersby, even though the girl looked... a little too young?

"Come on, let's go see an old acquaintance."

After saying that, Shen Qiu summoned the familiar Porsche 911 from his spatial ring.

At this moment, somewhere in the world, aboard a high-speed train.

"The invitations have already been sent out, haven't they? Whether it's the twelve nobles of the Clock Tower, the three major factions, or those people from the Holy Church, all those with the Magic Eye should have received our invitations by now."

A woman with bandages covering her eyes looked at the group of servants standing around her and spoke in a completely emotionless voice.

"All of them have been sent out, including the one you specifically asked us to keep an eye on: Matou Aki, the current head of the Matou family, one of the three great noble families from the East, and the victor of the last Holy Grail War."

"We didn't find him at his residence, but we did find the Grand Doll Master Aozaki Touko who was on good terms with him. Her answer was the same: she didn't know. However, we also left an invitation for her. That level of accumulated Mystic Eyes is rare even in this world."

After hearing the servant's report, the woman lowered her head and fell into deep thought.

"In short, we still hope that you can find Matou Aki's whereabouts. According to the information we have obtained, the Mystic Eyes that appeared on him are Mystic Eyes that have never been seen in the information we have had since the Clock Tower was built in 800 BC."

"Although I don't know what level it is, it can certainly be described as extremely precious."

"understand!"

All the servants said in unison.

At this moment, on a platform somewhere in Europe.

"I'm so sorry to have gone beyond my advisor's request for you to accompany me. I really don't know how to thank you enough."

The speaker's name was Koles. His full name was Yggdrasilena Koles, one of the thousands of ordinary magic students studying at the Clock Tower.

"No need for thanks. After all, although we have different goals, we have a common destination. The thief who stole the relic might be on this train. In any case... I will get that relic back."

As he spoke, the teacher, named El-Melloi II, whose real name was Weber Velvet, looked around at all the passengers.

"Master, are you looking for someone?"

Grey noticed that El-Melloi II was acting strangely; something seemed amiss.

"Yes, that's right. We're looking for an old acquaintance. If you remember him, he's the last and final victor in the last Holy Grail War—Matou Aki."

"At the same time, he also possesses a powerful magical eye, and I suspect he will also board the train."

El-Melloi II glanced at his pocket watch; it was almost time.

"The final victor of the last Holy Grail War..."

Gray murmured the words El-Melloi II had spoken. Although she had not personally experienced the cruelty and bloodshed of the Holy Grail War, she could still imagine it from her master, who had barely survived and returned alive.

"So, what kind of person is he?"

Grey then asked another question.

"What kind of person is he/she?"

El-Melloi II searched his mind for all the information about the last Holy Grail War before finally speaking slowly.

"If we're talking about talent and aptitude in magic, I'm not even one-thousandth as good as him. If we're talking about strategy and tactics, I'm far behind him. He's practically born for the Holy Grail War."

After El-Melloi II finished speaking, both Correspondent and Grey fell into a deathly silence.

　(bbaf) As a Lord of the Modern Magic Department, El-Melloi II is extremely famous for his intelligence throughout the Clock Tower, especially after he solved several major cases. He can now be considered one of the most intelligent people in the Clock Tower.

However, there was actually such a person, whom even the master felt inferior to.

"Oh right, back then—"

"Only thirteen years old,"

The dark blue Porsche weaved through the city, passing through the new capital, the old capital, and the deep mountain town, before finally stopping in front of an old house.

Looking at the familiar magical defenses in front of the gate, Shen Qiu simply touched the gate lightly, and all the spells collapsed in an instant. Only after becoming a magician did he realize the huge gap between magic and magic.

No matter how powerful a magic spell is, it is still just magic. Even the ultimate spell of the Demon King Goetia, who possesses the third and second greatest magic in the world, cannot harm him as a magician in the slightest.

This is because it is a power that transcends the planet itself, a power bestowed by the restraining force of the universe, a power of rules that can control a portion of the rules of this world.

Upon opening the gate, the first thing that catches the eye is Illya and Shirou Emiya playing checkers in the courtyard, with Maiya Hisau standing beside them.

"Who are you....."

When Hisayu Maiya saw the "stranger" who had barged into the Emiya family, she almost immediately wanted to pull out the Scorpion submachine gun that was always tucked into her waistband. However, the boy in front of her looked so familiar that she stopped herself.

"What's wrong, Maimi?"

Upon hearing the commotion, the magician assassin named Kiritsugu Emiya also came out of the house. He was slightly surprised when he saw Shen Qiu, but quickly realized who it was.

"It's been a long time, Matou Aki. If we hadn't spent so much time together before and I hadn't come to know your intelligence, I really wouldn't have been able to tell it was you."

Kiritsugu Emiya was right. Shen Qiu now looks like a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy, and his appearance has changed beyond recognition.

Not only has her appearance become increasingly androgynous and quite beautiful, but her hair is no longer jet black, but mostly white.

This was influenced by the Holy Grail and the Third Law.

"Huh? Is that Matou Aki-nii?"

Upon hearing Kiritsugu's reply, Ilya immediately rushed over and ran into Shen Qiu's arms. Shen Qiu looked at the girl, who was almost ten years old, and gently stroked her hair.

"Cough, cough..."

Before he could even exchange two words, Kiritsugu Emiya began coughing violently again; the black mud was eroding his health day by day.

"Let's go inside and talk."

After putting Illya down, Shen Qiu looked at the once spirited magician assassin and sighed. Emiya Kiritsugu's personality... was just too complicated.

Fortunately, the Fourth Holy Grail War finally smoothed out his rough edges, making him lose all his delusions about becoming an ally of justice.

"Is that so? You went to the Root and became a magician."

After briefly recounting his previous experiences, Shen Qiu took control of the magic within his body, completely healing Kiritsugu Emiya's body. Although he had suffered from the corruption of the black mud, none of this mattered in the face of true magic.

"You should stay a few more years. Illya and Shirou are waiting for you to take care of them."

Before parting, Shen Qiu said this half-jokingly.

The last stop on the road was the Matou family's European-style villa.

Shen Qiu pushed open the door. There was no sign of human life inside the house, but in the center of the living room, two letters were placed conspicuously.

One of the letters was a plain white sheet of paper, from Shinji Matou.

"Brother, I have studied most of the books you gave me, so I plan to go to the Clock Tower for further study. Don't worry about me."

The other envelope was entirely gold-plated, with these words printed on the front.

"Invitation to the Magic Eye Collection Train"

P.S.: The final chapter of FGO, Grand Temple of Time, has been animated. If you haven't seen it, go watch it on Bilibili! The next volume will depict this world.

Chapter 429: The Nobles of the Clock Tower - Goodbye Weber (Please Subscribe)

"The Magic Eye Collection Train? Interesting..."

Shen Qiu looked at the invitation on the envelope with amusement. After tearing open the gold-embossed round seal, there was only a short line of text on the white paper inside.

"March 21, evening, Shinjuku Station."

"March 21st...that's today, though with my current skill level, I doubt I'll be able to get my hands on any of the Mystic Eyes on the Mystic Eye Collection Train—"

Shen Qiu tucked the envelope into his pocket and then looked at Anna.

"Anna, you haven't ridden a train before, have you?"

"Train means...?" Anna looked puzzled as she heard a word she had never heard before.

On the Magic Eye Collection Train, which is traveling at a constant speed.

"As expected, there are still no clues. I asked the train conductor, and he said that in order to ensure that there are enough interested guests to attend the auction every year, a dozen or so anonymous invitations are distributed."

"The one we have here is one of them."

El-Melloi II returned to his seat and, with a noticeable headache, downed his coffee in one gulp.

"But as long as that guy is still on the train, he'll eventually slip up. Professor El-Melloi, maybe we should wait and see?"

Corresponded thus.

Just as El-Melloi II was still fretting over the loss of the relic, the train suddenly began to slow down and eventually stopped at a station.

"The train has stopped, driver."

After seeing this, Grey said in a low voice.

"It's probably just some high-ranking official or nobleman trying to board the Magic Eye Collection Train for the auction; nothing surprising..."

However, upon seeing who had boarded the train, the words that Lord El-Melloi II—no, Weber Velvet—suddenly caught in his throat.