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

“Leondra, open the All-Purpose Magic Eye Library and let’s go up to the roof. This is where I need to settle the score with him.”

With a roar, the Omnipotent Magic Eye Library appeared, rotating and opening.

Roof.

“Matou Aki, I don’t understand, I really don’t understand how you did it, how you could humanize real-life Heroic Spirits and have them follow you around without needing magical energy or Command Seals.”

"This has reached perfection, it's truly...enviable."

Hartres looked at the stunningly beautiful young man opposite him and said through gritted teeth, "Compared to the subspecies Holy Grail that I painstakingly created, the Heroic Spirit with the true name Medusa who accompanies Matou Akina can be said to be the true pinnacle."

Seven years of hard work on his research was no match for that of an ordinary young follower.

"But it doesn't matter, kill him, Hephaestion!"

However, the moment his command was given, the Faker Servant stood motionless, a bitter expression on his lips.

"Master, that human is far too strong, excessively strong. I might... be no match for him."

As Iskandar's shadow and stand-in, she naturally possessed her own pride. However, her several encounters with the boy were all marked by instant defeats, leaving no room for doubt.

This was even when the opponent hadn't gone all out.

"In that case, let's go."

After hearing Hephaestion's answer, Hartres no longer hesitated and turned to leave.

“Dr. Hartracey, since you’ve involved me, it’s not as simple as just coming and going as you please.”

"Furthermore, I want you to see the real thing with your own eyes, so you can know how big the gap is between us."

Unbeknownst to them, the Sands of Time of the Eternal Kaleidoscope had been activated, freezing time and space, leaving Hatreese and Hephaestion rooted to the spot, unable to move.

"The real thing..."

"Could it be that!"

"In the name of the Third Magician, I am the one who went to the Root, the one who was personally bestowed the Third Magic by the Counter Force."

"I beseech you to descend to earth and come to my side, Heroic Spirit from the distant Throne of Heroes!"

With Shen Qiu's call, without any relics, mercury or blood, magic circle, or any preparation, a six-pointed star magic circle appeared out of thin air on the roof of the Demon Eye Collection Train.

"How can this be!"

Hartres and El-Melloi II exclaimed in unison that no 600 rituals were needed, no Holy Grail was needed, and not even relics were needed.

So, you can summon the legendary heroic spirits just like that?

A vast radiance emerged from the six-pointed star magic circle, and standing within that circle was a blonde girl clad in silver and blue armor.

“Saber, King of Knights, Artoria Pendragon obeys your summons, Mage.”

"Tell me, what is it that you need my help with?"

P.S.: Today is Lunar New Year's Eve! Happy Lunar New Year's Eve everyone! I've managed to keep up with my promise to update regularly for now, and I'll try my best to continue updating after school starts.

I started writing this book in May 2020, and now at the beginning of 2022, I've only written less than a million words in over a year. To be honest, I'm a really unqualified author (bitter smile) because so many things have happened in between, which have been a huge blow to me.

Then, the next volume is Final Singularity, Grand Temple of Time: Solomon. I urge everyone to check it out again!

I haven't decided on the next volume yet, but I've seen a lot of comments in the comments section suggesting that I write High School DxD, so I guess I'll probably write High School DxD?

However, in any case, I hope everyone can have a peaceful and happy New Year, that young people can receive lots of lucky money, and that adults can have a smooth and fulfilling year.

I've rambled on a bit, but anyway, I wish everyone a happy new year!

Chapter 440: Answer Me! Hartles!

"It's you, it's you, it's you!!!"

Upon seeing the heroic spirits emerge from the white, desolate magic circle, El-Melloi II unconsciously began to take a step back. The events of seven years ago, all the past events, surfaced in his mind like a nightmare.

The alliance between Matou Aki and Emiya Kiritsugu, the moment when the brilliance of the Sword of Oath and Victory utterly crushed him, his dreams, and the army of the king, was a permanent pain in El-Melloi II's life.

"Hey kid, what's up?"

Just then, he saw that Hephaestion's figure seemed to overlap with the figure of a giant man who was over two meters tall.

"Is that all? No, that won't do. You are my subject. It's absolutely unacceptable for you to become so deeply mired in failure just because of one setback."

"What a troublesome guy."

Between reality and illusion, he seemed to hear that bold yet somewhat hoarse voice again.

After gritting his teeth and taking a long drag on his cigar, he finally saw what kind of scene was before him.

A female knight in blue and white armor knelt before Matou Aki.

"From this moment forward, my sword is your sword."

"Your life is my life."

"Saber, the King of Knights, Artoria Pendragon, has descended upon this place by the command of the Mage!"

Having said that, the familiar female knight pointed the invisible sword in her hand directly at Hearts and the servant named Faker (the imposter).

"This is impossible, this is impossible!"

Hartres was driven mad by what he saw. If Anna's existence was a huge blow to him, then Artoria's birth was undoubtedly the last straw that broke the camel's back.

"Why, why, Aki Matou, tell me!"

"Why can you summon heroic spirits without complicated rituals, without mercury or blood, and without even a summoning circle?"

“I understand, I understand, the Fourth Holy Grail War, it must be the Fourth Holy Grail War, and all of this you obtained from the Fourth Holy Grail War.”

"Damn it, if only I had been the one to join the war..."

"Why, why! Why is it that a brat like you has such good luck? Why is it that a greenhorn like you has obtained this power!"

Artoria's appearance completely shattered the last psychological defense of Hearts. Seven years of arduous pursuit, countless intelligence gatherings and travels, and the ritual that had exhausted all his efforts.

How could he be no match for a single sentence from this seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy in front of him?

How utterly absurd this is!

"How boring, Dr. Hartress. Do you still think I got anything from the Fourth Holy Grail War?"

Shen Qiu sighed softly, looking speechlessly at the former Lord of the Modern Magic Department, who was completely bewitched.

The Fourth Holy Grail War, and even the Fifth Holy Grail War, have proven that the Great Grail currently in Fuyuki is truly a useless piece of junk, except for its ability to summon Heroic Spirits based on Justeza's Third Magic.

And he truly didn't gain any benefit from that Holy Grail.

If I had to say something, I would say I was incredibly fortunate to have met a teacher like Master, who patiently guided me when I was still young and immature.

And step by step, he led what could be considered a burden to victory in the Fourth Holy Grail War.

"Dr. Hartrace—"

Shen Qiu suddenly changed the subject.

"Have you ever experienced the Holy Grail War involving nearly twenty Heroic Spirits?"

Have you ever outwitted one of the most brilliant minds in human history?

Have you ever had a one-on-one close-quarters fight with Sevent, Romania's strongest fighter?

"Have you ever fought against that vain hanging garden that only exists in myths and legends?"

"Have you ever had a moment when you were exhausted, your body was pushed to its limit, and you couldn't even stand up, yet you still had to pick up a sword and fight against that powerful heroic spirit?"

"Do you have the power to confront the creator goddess of Mesopotamian mythology, the Bsaat of human evil who can drag the whole world into hell and despair?!"

Have you ever faced a true god and fought against them, only to be utterly defeated at the first touch?

Have you ever had a moment when you worked together with everyone, shared the same dedication, struggled together, and united together, all for that final glimmer of victory?

Answer me, Kuro Adashino!

The boy, his eyes blazing with fury, roared at the red-haired man opposite him, and this time, he didn't hold back at all, even pronouncing the man's real name.

It wasn't Hartres, but Kuro Adashino.

All the power he has gained now comes from the clash of swords and blood, from every moment of life and death, from the instant he would fall into hell.

Therefore, he can face it squarely, and he feels no shame whatsoever, because he deserves it all.

Therefore, he gained the recognition of the inhibitory force, thus enabling him to travel to the place that countless magicians longed to go to but could not obtain—the Root.

Therefore, he was personally granted that power that belonged only to her by the Alaya consciousness.

He loathed Hartres utterly.

Self-righteous cleverness, self-righteous genius, believing that one has analyzed and understood all the great principles of this world, and self-righteously wanting to overthrow it.

After hearing Shen Qiu's words, El-Melloi II, along with Grey, seemed somewhat infatuated.

"...That guy, that boy who's only a year or two younger than me, has actually survived so many hellish situations?"

Although he only understood a little, this exceptionally intelligent Lord was able to piece together in his mind what the boy had gone through from his angry roar.

It's something I can never achieve in my lifetime.

"I understand, Grey."

After exhaling a long smoke ring, El-Melloi II smiled and looked at the girl beside him who was wrapped tightly in a gray robe.