FATE: Target of Grand Master

The next day, Xia Yan, Morgan, along with the BB doll and bento box in their hands, traveled into the training micro-singularity.

As Morgan requested, as relayed by Xia Yan, the Minor Singularity was left unset; the entire world was like a blank iron box.

Morgan, who can now use magic, has regained the aloofness he displayed on the battlefield, and even his address to Xia Yan has reverted to Master.

"Master, today's training consists of only one thing: escape. I will attack you from where I am. Your only task is to dodge my attacks. Do you understand?"

Xia Yan nodded to indicate that he understood.

But soon, Xia Yan said he didn't understand.

At this point, only two hours had passed since the special training began, and Xia Yan had already "died" nearly 200 times.

Of course, the death here is not a real death, but rather a special feature of the training micro-singularities.

It digitizes the bodies of Masters and Servants who enter it, so even if they suffer fatal wounds, they will not actually die. However, the pain of injury and death will still be reflected in the body very realistically.

In this hellish journey where he experienced death every 36 seconds on average, Xia Yan once again personally experienced Morgan's power.

This was even after Morgan deliberately slowed down his attack.

If it were Morgan's normal attack intensity, Xia Yan probably wouldn't even be able to dodge.

Seemingly sensing that Xia Yan had reached his limit, Morgan said, "Master, take a rest."

"I can do it again, let's try again!"

Friends who frequently get beaten up should know that at first, you will express anger towards the person who beats you up. After being beaten up a lot, you will start to feel fear and give up. And after being beaten up to a certain extent, you will experience a state of excitement, like "If you're so capable, then beat me to death."

In short, he's completely out of control; that's the state Xia Yan is in right now.

Morgan didn't try to persuade him any further. He waved his wand and smashed Xia Yan to the ground.

"Morgan, what are you doing?"

"It's nothing, just letting Master feel how tired your body is right now. The power I used in that attack was even less than when I usually swatt insects."

Xia Yan realized he was being a bit too hasty, so he simply rolled over and lay flat on the ground.

"Morgan, why do you think I can be one of the seven who survive to the end? I'm just an ordinary person with a bit of athletic talent. As for magic, I'm not even good enough to carry a magician's shoes. As for athletic ability, it's not worth mentioning in the eyes of Servants or even monsters. As for magical knowledge, I know absolutely nothing about it."

Morgan took a bottle of water, bent down, and placed it on Xia Yan's stomach.

Her azure eyes gazed tenderly at Xia Yan.

"Master, as I said yesterday, you are indeed just an ordinary person, but don't forget that your competitors are also ordinary people who are not much different from you. You are basically on the same starting line. But you have a unique quality, which is your passion for being a Master. I can see that although you feel it is very hard, you still enjoy every minute and second of being a Master."

Xia Yan never expected that Morgan would see through his deepest thoughts at a glance.

Indeed, compared to the fear of being inexplicably dragged into the Master selection, Xia Yan felt more excitement and joy deep down.

This might seem abnormal to many people, but as a FATE fan, I really want to one day summon my own Servant and fight alongside him as a Master.

This place has fulfilled Xia Yan's greatest wish.

Seeing that Xia Yan had regained his confidence, Morgan also reverted to his aloof demeanor.

"Alright, break time is over. Let's continue."

"Wait a minute, Morgan."

Feeling like he'd only rested for a minute, Xia Yan immediately said, "My fatigue hasn't subsided yet."

"Master, didn't you just say you were still capable?"

"I was just a little too excited just now, but I really can't move my body at all right now."

"I have a way to help you recover quickly."

"What method?"

Xia Yan regretted it as soon as he said it, because he had already guessed Morgan's method.

Morgan's lips curled slightly.

"Master, you just need to leave the minor singularity, return to the safe house, and then come back in once more. The safe house will restore your condition, and when you come back in, your physical stats will also be back to their peak."

That's true, but the mental stimulation that had accumulated in Xia Yan before wouldn't disappear because of it.

"Then let me rest for another five minutes."

"No. There might be many other Masters using this method for special training right now, and we can't fall behind."

"Demon, devil!"

Morgan smiled slightly.

"In the fairy kingdom of Britain, many fairies secretly call me a tyrant."

Thus, Xia Yan ended his first day in a hellish training program that even Leonidas would praise as "more Spartan than me."

The following day, Morgan taught Xia Yan the basics of magic.

Morgan hadn't expected that Xia Yan, an ordinary person with virtually no talent for magic, would be so familiar with the concepts related to magic.

Morgan, who originally intended to let Xia Yan rest during the time spent teaching theory, directly started practical magic training. The high-intensity training left Xia Yan at a loss for words to describe Morgan.

And so, after five consecutive days of grueling training, Xia Yan made some progress.

First, Xia Yan's average "death" time has been extended to nearly 2 minutes. Although this is still under the condition that Morgan is holding back, Xia Yan's escape ability has indeed been greatly improved. In some environments with obstacles, Xia Yan's longest survival time has reached 4 minutes.

Secondly, although Xia Yan's magic loops were mediocre, under the tutelage of the genius magician Morgan, Xia Yan still learned his first magic trick—the illumination magic trick.

Looking at the glowing orb floating in his palm, Xia Yan comforted himself, "At least I won't have to carry a flashlight with me anymore."

With only one day left before the first official trial, Morgan mercifully gave Xia Yan a day off, which almost made Xia Yan kneel down and kowtow to Morgan.

After cooking two extra dishes, Xia Yan, having eaten and drunk his fill, began to think about what props he needed to prepare for tomorrow's trial.

Incidentally, BB ultimately adopted Xia Yan's suggestion, but added a restriction that the previous food would disappear after 7 days, and broadcast this update to all Masters, receiving five-star reviews from some Masters.

After much deliberation, Xia Yan decided to spend 1 Master Point to exchange for a Recovery Magic Spray that could be used three times. This magic spray could heal all external injuries except for fatal ones, which could be considered to make up for Morgan's weakness of not being good at recovery magic.

With everything prepared, Xia Yan finally faced his first official trial.

After a dazzling light, similar to a spiritual transfer, Xia Yan slowly opened his eyes and found himself in a very old brick and tile building.

Morgan, are you there?

Xia Yan asked Morgan through the telepathic connection between Master and Servant.

"Master, I am here."

After confirming that Morgan had also been transferred to the spirit realm and was currently in a spirit form, Xia Yan felt more confident.

"Oh, is it starting already?"

A somewhat hoarse male voice came through.

Xia Yan looked over and found that it was the middle-aged man who had been floating not far from him earlier.