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

Looking at the Command Spell that resembled a magic wand on his left hand, Shen Qiu silently walked out of the sewer. Not long after he left, an explosive bug exploded in the sewer, burying all the evil in the place.

"Then, there's only one last thing left: to summon my own Sevent. The Fourth Holy Grail War, here I come." Shen Qiu gripped the relic he had painstakingly obtained and walked toward the magical ritual that had been prepared in advance.

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Chapter 8: The Queen of the Land of Shadows

What Shen Qiu was holding tightly in his hand was a fragment of a broken rune, which He had bought from Northern Europe at a high price. It was rumored to have been used by Cú Chulainn—or his master Scáthach.

Although the true history is unknown, those who could use runes were all powerful figures in history.

"Your body is under my command; my destiny is tied to your sword."

"Those who respond to the call of the Holy Grail and follow its will and truth, respond to me!"

I am the one who accomplishes all good deeds in the world, and I am the one who gathers all evils in the world.

"Seven days of being entangled in the three great spiritual words."

"Appear beyond the wheel of suppression, guardian of the scales!"

At this moment, Shen Qiu could finally understand Yan Ye's pain. Every magic circuit in his body seemed to be groaning. In the center of the magic ritual, accompanied by a sudden hurricane and a soaring white light, Shen Qiu's Sevent descended!

Looking at the woman dressed in a purple and white robe, Shen Qiu couldn't help but hold his breath.

"You, you are."

"Oh dear, I thought I would be summoned as a Lancer, but Caster seems pretty good too. Hey little guy over there, are you my Master?" The beautiful woman in front of Shen Qiu smiled.

She has a queen-like aura, but at the same time, she has the approachability of a friendly older sister.

"As expected, it's Scáthach, the Queen of the Land of Shadows!"

“Caster, I’m happy to have summoned the famous you, but I have a question: why did you respond to the Holy Grail’s call?”

"Or... are you already dead?" Shen Qiu was puzzled. In his memory, Scáthach was supposed to be an immortal being.

"Hmm? Well, I was getting a bit tired of staying there all the time, so it wouldn't hurt to come out for some fresh air. That's why I responded to the cup's call. But it seems my real body didn't come. This body was created by the Holy Grail using magic."

"Only my consciousness came over, and some of my abilities—such as strength and agility—were severely suppressed, and some of my Noble Phantasms were also unusable."

After listening to Scáthach's explanation, Shen Qiu silently checked her data. However, after seeing Scáthach's data, Shen Qiu couldn't help but feel shocked!

"Strength B, Endurance B-, Agility B, Magic EX, Luck C, Noble Phantasm A+, wait a minute, these are outrageous stats, are you really Caster?"

Shen Qiu was deeply moved after seeing Scáthach's stats. It's worth noting that Diarmuid, another of the top three riders, only had a Strength rating of B!

Although Scáthach is slightly inferior to him in agility, she is not as good as him in endurance, and she completely surpasses him in the remaining magical luck and treasures!

"Who knows? Maybe I just prefer close combat?"

Scáthach chuckled when she saw Shen Qiu's incredulous look, and two dark red spears formed from magic instantly appeared in her hands—though they looked so out of place with her mage robes.

"Alright, my little Master, do you have any plans to make this Holy Grail War more enjoyable for me?"

The Matou family mansion.

Sakura and Shinji had already been moved by Berserker to the villa he had prepared in advance, while Shen Qiu and Caster stood in front of the door.

"So, little Master, the first task you gave me was to destroy this house... and kill the people inside, right?" Scáthach looked at Shen Qiu with some confusion, seemingly not understanding why he would give such an order.

"Although it's somewhat shameful to admit, there is indeed something holding me back here. If I don't kill him beforehand, the consequences will be dire, and my participation in this Holy Grail War will be very difficult."

Shen Qiu smiled somewhat embarrassedly. For some reason, he always felt very at ease when facing Scáthach.

"Um, Caster, if it's okay, you can stop calling me Master from now on. Just call me Aki, or Matou Aki. In contrast, can I call you Master?"

"Of course, Qiu."

Scáthach responded to Shen Qiu while swiftly drawing a [ ] symbol in the air. No incantation or Mystic Code was needed; only a simple manipulation of magical energy was required—half a second later…

A burst of flame erupted from the golden characters in the air!

The flames imbued with the power of runes instantly turned the Matou family mansion into a towering sea of ​​fire. Looking at the Matou family mansion, now reduced to ruins and burning fiercely, Shen Qiu could only feel a sense of suffocation.

The great magician who had lived for five hundred years did not even have a chance to fight back under this attack!

"The person you wanted to kill, Qiu, doesn't seem to be here." Scáthach looked at the Matou family mansion, now engulfed in flames, with a grave expression. She hadn't expected to fail even in the first battle.

“Master, don’t worry. That guy always has a lot of ways to save his life. After all, there are so many insects in Fuyuki City. Who knows which body he’s put his soul in? However, it must be hard for him to bear the destruction of this body. At least he won’t be a threat to us for the next ten days or so.”

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Chapter Nine: On the Eve of the Great Battle

Back in the villa she had arranged in advance, Shen Qiu breathed a sigh of relief after seeing Sakura and Shinji watching TV together.

Yan Ye was sitting in the living room drinking coffee, but the hand holding the coffee had started to shake incessantly.

Forcibly controlling Berserker had already consumed a large amount of his magic power, and for someone whose magic circuits were even constructed by Crest Worms, this process was undoubtedly like torture.

“You look terrible, Kariya.”

Shen Qiu sat on the table and poured himself a cup of coffee. Berserker had already become a spirit to reduce the consumption of magic power, while his master began to create his own magic workshop.

With her EX-level array of equipment, she could create a magic workshop in a very short time that an ordinary great magician could not build in his entire life.

The difference between humans and Heroic Spirits is truly enormous, even to the naked eye.

"It's nothing. Did you deal with that guy?" Yan Ye gave a wry smile, then asked impatiently. He could say he hated the culprit who had caused his current situation to the core.

"I'm sorry, but you probably know his survival skills better than I do. How could someone who cherishes his life so much not have some survival skills that are not for human sacrifices? But I assure you, he won't survive this Holy Grail War."

Shen Qiu was confident. He knew that this old bug would not give up the Holy Grail fragments on the last night of the Holy Grail War, and that the old fox would definitely slip up then.

Where is the thing I asked you to bring for me?

Shen Qiu knew that the Matou family had many valuable items, so before destroying the Matou family mansion, he specifically instructed Kariya to retrieve the item he coveted most from the magic workshop located underground in the Matou family mansion.

Yan Ye took out a transparent cubic crystal from his black satchel, and within the crystal, flowing magic circuits emitted a blue glow.

This is the Matou family's Magic Crest, or rather, the Machiri family's Magic Crest. This magical family has been passed down for seven hundred years. Although it was almost extinct in the last few generations, it still possesses a legacy that ordinary magical families can hardly match.

This was something Shen Qiu had always coveted. After transforming his body into an insect, Zang Yan naturally could no longer use magic seals.

As the most precious heritage of a magician's family, magic crests can be said to symbolize the family's lineage and identity. The longer the lineage and the more outstanding the magicians in a family, the more complex and numerous the magic crests they possess.

For example, the Matou family magic crest in front of Shen Qiu, if counted from his wrist, could even spread to his shoulder blade after he transplanted the magic crest. In contrast, Rin, who inherited the Tohsaka family magic crest in the original work, only had a magic crest on half an arm.

"Then, let's get started."

Shen Qiu took a deep breath. His mastery of water magic was an excellent way to transplant magical crests, and the Matou family's library even possessed methods for storing magical crests. Furthermore—

A blue "L" symbol appeared on Shen Qiu's forehead.

These are runes that he asked his master to enchant for him. They have the meaning of wisdom and clarity. Although the transplantation process was extremely painful, he still managed to complete the transplantation of the magic mark under the blessing of the runes.

Feeling the abundant magic flowing through his body, Shen Qiu couldn't help but groan comfortably; the feeling was simply too wonderful.

He could sense that even if he used a powerful magic spell like [Reverse Stream Wave], he could still unleash it quickly within two short incantations.

The consumption was only one-tenth of his own magic power, and the improvement brought to him by the magic mark can be described as a qualitative leap!

"Yan Ye, you can feel it, right? Your body is rotting and collapsing every moment. You won't live for more than half a month." After completing the magic mark transplant, Shen Qiu looked at Yan Ye sitting in the chair and said with some pity.

“I know,” Yan Ye replied indifferently.

"How about transferring the Command Seals to me? I'll control Berserker. You should understand that Berserker can't unleash its full potential in your hands. Right now, you probably have a hard time even controlling Berserker's actions, right?"

"I will control Berserker to complete this Holy Grail War. At the same time, I will help you clean the Crest Worms from your body and then heal you with water magic. This way, you can live for at least another six months. What do you say, Kariya?"

Shen Qiu stood up. He was about to do something that no one in the history of the Holy Grail War had ever dared to do before—to command two Sevents as a Master.

It may sound unbelievable, but it is entirely feasible. An ordinary magician might not be able to withstand the enormous energy required for magic and his body would collapse instantly.

But if it were Shen Qiu, he would have already had Caster build a magic workshop in advance, so Caster could be completely self-sufficient in most of the magic.

Unless he uses a Noble Phantasm, he is fully confident that he can withstand the drain of two Sevents at the same time, having transplanted the Matou family's magical crest.

"Do I even have a choice?" Yan Ye said with a wry smile, looking at the twelve-year-old boy in front of her.

"However, I still need you to play the role of Berserker's Master. It's not convenient for me to show myself right now. If these people find out that I have two Sevents, they might turn around and gang up on me."

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Chapter Ten: The Night of the Heroic Spirit Battle

Miwakawa is the name of a coastal port in Fuyuki City. There is a 650-meter-long arched bridge here, and below the Miwakawa Bridge is a newly developed area filled with containers and warehouses.

This is the outskirts of Fuyuki City, far from the city center, making it an excellent battleground for the Holy Grail War.

"Oh, finally someone has arrived. Although I've sensed quite a few fellow Heroic Spirits since arriving here, they've all been as timid as mice, avoiding me like the plague. You're the first person to respond to me today."

On a side path, Lancer looked at the blonde girl in front of him with some excitement. He had been waiting from dusk until evening, and finally someone had responded to his fighting spirit.

"Even though you're a woman, I won't hold back. Let me guess, to dare appear before me, one of the top three riders, you can't be a Caster or an Assassin, right? Judging from your appearance, you don't seem to be going berserk, so you probably aren't a Berserker either. In that case—"

Lancer looked at the girl in front of her, lightly touched the hair on her forehead, and said confidently.

"If you are a Rider, then I'll allow you to summon your horse first; if you are an Archer, then I'll allow you to take out your bow first, how about it?"

"Don't get too cocky!" How could Artoria, a queen, tolerate Lancer's humiliation of her like this?