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Chapter 321 Prologue: Aleister

World War III, a war that involved almost every country in the world, directly arising from a conflict between transcendent beings.

Countless people died in that war, countless nations teetered on the brink of collapse, and the earth itself was transformed. It wasn't until a leader recognized the consequences of continuing the war and worked to achieve a ceasefire, that we finally enjoy the peaceful world we know today.

Undoubtedly, this was a meaningless war, plunging the world into this state solely due to the personal desires of the transcendent rulers. Fortunately, most of the transcendents who instigated the war perished in that massive conflict, and the remaining shadowy figures were unable to continue causing trouble now that everyone was on guard.

However, although the war has finally ended, the wounds it caused still haven't healed decades later. Too many ruins stand outside the cities, and the restoration of order remains extremely difficult. And those who did not achieve satisfactory results in the war are unwilling to accept the status quo and continue to stir with restless ambitions.

Of course, it wasn't just bad things that happened. With the end of that unprecedentedly brutal war, magic, which had been secretly passed down and had never entered the public eye, became a product that could be widely disseminated. Correspondingly, a powerful transcendent successfully developed "superpowers," a system of extraordinary power that was more adaptable to modern technology and corresponded to magic.

He was a legendary transcendent being. In fact, he was the one who brought magic into the public eye, and he also played a role in simplifying and popularizing martial arts training methods.

Passing on the power of the extraordinary to more ordinary people is the result of that transcendent being's constant practice. However, for some reason, that transcendent being's name has never been known; all that is known is that he once had a pseudonym called "Ares."

However, it is precisely because of that person's efforts that more people are able to learn the power of the superhuman. Although it's hard to describe whether this is good or bad, the majority of people are undoubtedly willing to sincerely thank him. In particular, the successful development of "superpowers" has allowed countless ordinary people who yearn for superhuman power but lack the innate conditions to even begin magic to realize their dreams and escape the ranks of powerless mortals.

Although these actions harmed the interests of many ancient clans and broke the absolute monopoly of power held by powerful clans in the past, thus incurring the resentment of countless people, the fact that the transcendents, who were at the pinnacle of this monopoly, remained unshaken, and the current common law prohibiting the birth of new transcendents further consolidated the power of the existing transcendents, meant that, despite their resentment, those in power could only accept the current outcome.

So, having accomplished so much and reached such a level, are we finally satisfied?

how can that be possible.

We have not yet defeated the supreme deity, nor destroyed this decaying world. This alone is far from enough to satisfy us.

We must do more.

Aleister opened his eyes, his androgynous face, devoid of any discernible expression, facing the man before him, whose tone was as flat as ever:

"That's it, Prime Minister. I want to use the ruins of that city near Saitama Prefecture to build a brand new city, a city entirely focused on superpowers, a magic headquarters that can rival the Clock Tower, the world's largest academy for superpowered individuals."

The prime minister was a middle-aged man who didn't look particularly special. He stood by the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the ruins of the old city that could be seen in the distance beyond the Tokyo Special District, and his brows furrowed slightly.

"Undeniably, this proposal is very tempting, giving Japan a research organization and academy comparable to an institution like the Clock Tower. However, Mr. Aleister, you are well aware of just how dangerous this matter is, aren't you?"

How could one not know such a thing?

In the past, the mysterious world, completely monopolized by magic, is being gradually eroded by supernatural abilities. Although the widespread dissemination of magic has alarmed the great clans, it ultimately cannot fundamentally harm them, because the innate conditions for learning magic mean that even if learning is open, ordinary people will still be unable to compete with them.

Through the efforts of generations of powerful clans, the training of magic has become a system that relies heavily on bloodlines and inheritance. New generations of magicians, those who start from scratch, often require the efforts of several or even dozens of generations to enable their descendants to have the potential to learn advanced magic.

Therefore, although I am moved and angry that magic is being learned by lowly people who have no bloodline honor, it is simply impossible to shake the foundation of those people.

However, superpowers are a completely different story.

The technological algorithms and research that are completely incomprehensible to the great clans inspire a mysterious power that is in no way inferior to magic, far exceeding the training speed required for magicians to improve. In fact, as long as there is a reasonable scientific system to refer to, even ordinary people can improve their strength rapidly.

It might take over twenty years of study for a B-level magician to achieve this, and that requires the accumulation of knowledge from at least two generations. In contrast, a B-level superhuman might achieve it the day after their ability is activated, and even if not, with sufficient funding, it wouldn't take more than ten years. Based on the technological data on superhuman abilities, researchers can always create powerful superhumans, far more efficiently than training magicians.

The current research on superpowered individuals is still in its infancy, yet it has already been met with intense resentment from the major magic clans. If, however, a place truly emerges that can rival the most prestigious magic academies—

What awaited them was not resentment, but genuine killing intent.

But so what? Progress will eventually eliminate outdated things.

“I am well aware, Mr. Prime Minister, and I believe you are equally aware of the dangers we will face by doing this; it is a future that cannot be described as catastrophic.”

Aleister chuckled softly, taking a step forward as he spoke.

"But that's precisely why we have to do this, isn't it? For the sake of a better world, for a better future, you can see all of this clearly, can't you?"

“...Every time I look at the ruins outside the city, it fills me with anger and pain.”

After a long silence, the Prime Minister suddenly left the window, walked to his desk, and picked up a bottle of red wine. He took out two glasses, poured the wine, and spoke slowly.

"Now, caught between these great powers, we have no way to restore our past glory, but your plan may be able to truly change the current state of decline of this country."

As he spoke, he pushed a glass of wine toward Aleister, then picked up another glass for himself.

“I cannot refuse your offer, Mr. Aleister, even if it might bring terrible repercussions, I cannot refuse such an honor. So, let’s toast to our future cooperation.”

It's impossible to refuse, it's unthinkable to refuse the possibility of Japan shaking off its current decline and becoming strong again. How could it possibly refuse? Not to mention, if the plan really succeeds, it's entirely possible that Japan could become a world power competing with other major nations, just like it did in a certain era.

Even if he only accomplished a small part, as one of the direct founders of this project, he could gain endless honors and even be remembered in history. This is why the Prime Minister couldn't refuse the proposal from the man before him—a man ostensibly a globally renowned top billionaire, but in reality, intricately connected to the birth and development of superhumans. This greed and gambler's mentality were precisely the man's characteristics; he was self-aware and knew the other party understood his personality. But precisely because of this, he still decided to gamble.

"Your answer touched me, Mr. Prime Minister."

Aleister smiled as well, smoothing his long silver hair that was slightly falling in front of his eyes, and picked up the glass of wine that the Prime Minister had offered him.

"Let's work together to change the world."

As Aleister spoke, his eyes couldn't help but drift to the portrait in the Prime Minister's office. It was a portrait depicting humanity's victory over the gods, a story from the past mythological era where humans, having successfully ascended to the level of transcendent beings, rebelled against the gods who had enslaved them, casting them into eternal damnation, and thus ushering in the future era of humanity.

However, those "dragon slayers" of the past have become the "dragons" of this new era.

One day, for a better future, these "gods" will also be overthrown.

And now, the time has finally come to take the second step.

"cheers!"

With different thoughts in mind, the two men's wine glasses clinked together.

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Section 322, Chapter 1: Morning Time

I'm feeling a little annoyed...

Leaning against the edge of the bathtub, Li Cheng reached out and wiped the water droplets from his face, letting out a soft sigh involuntarily.

Recently, a series of interconnected events have occurred, giving him the feeling that he has been drawn into an extremely dark conspiracy. Yet, he is unable to quickly eliminate the enemy, or even locate their organization.

This feeling of helplessness made Li Cheng extremely uncomfortable.

However, Li Cheng is not the kind of person who would keep things that might bring danger to himself. He has already organized the information he knows and handed it over to Emiya Kiritsugu and Kokutou Mikiya. Now he can only hope that the two of them can find out something useful.

However, the enemy is, after all, an organization with transcendent beings. Considering the immense power of these transcendent beings, even if they do discover something, there probably isn't a very good way to fight against them.

At the very end of that gray, misty space, the almost sky-covering black and red light still haunts Li Cheng to this day.

Forget it, I won't think about these things anymore. In this situation, overthinking will only make me feel worse and won't do any good.

Moreover... this isn't the only troublesome thing now.

The sound of rushing water came from beside Li Cheng, followed by a warm, soft body gently resting against his arm.

He naturally knew who was leaning on his arm, so his expression immediately became subtle.

"Hehe, what's wrong? Cheng has already seen everything about us, hasn't he?"

Zi's ​​voice, tinged with a hint of laughter, rang in his ear. As she spoke, Li Cheng could even feel her breath touching his skin.

"I have seen it, but firstly, the circumstances were different back then, and secondly..."

Li Cheng's gaze swept over the fair body of the woman in purple who was holding his arm, and his expression became even more subtle.

"Secondly what?"

Zi asked with a grin, reaching out her small hand and sliding it across Li Cheng's half-wet chest.

Secondly, you wouldn't have acted like a child and made such provocative gestures back then! You're putting me under a lot of pressure!

At this moment, it is the fifth day since the end of the Gensokyo Great Barrier incident.

Using the excuse that "she has consumed too much demonic energy and needs to maintain her child form to reduce consumption and speed up recovery," Zi has maintained her childlike appearance ever since she returned home. However, unlike the harmless little girl she was during her amnesiac period, Zi's personality remains unchanged despite her petite size.

As a result, while Li Cheng was still struggling to adapt to Zi's changes, Zi continued to maintain her old lifestyle and harassed him from time to time.

However, if it were the Zi who was a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl, Li Cheng could accept that kind of intimate contact between lovers. But now that the Zi has become a loli and is doing the same provocative things as the young girl Zi, Li Cheng feels like he is committing a crime.

Zi, who was beside him, didn't care about Li Cheng's complicated expression. She just rubbed against his shoulder and then got up from the bathtub with a light laugh, walked to the bathroom to dry off and get dressed.

Thank goodness, at least she didn't intend to do that kind of thing today.

After taking a bath, drying himself off, and changing into his pajamas, Li Cheng entered the living room and found Zi Zheng lying on the sofa watching TV. He glanced at the content on the TV and saw that it was showing a blessing from a person in charge of the Clock Tower for the construction plan of Academy City.

"How interesting. Even though he's practically losing control of his killing intent, he can still say such words of blessing with a straight face. Hmph—"

Zi chuckled and looked at the spokesperson on TV with disdain.

"Can't control your killing intent? Why?"

Li Cheng was somewhat puzzled by Zi's reaction.

"The China Alliance has the world's top martial arts academy, and the Free Alliance has the Clock Tower, the top academy in the magic world. Now, finally, a top academy for superpowers may appear. Isn't this something to celebrate?"

"...Only someone like you would think such a stupid thing."

Whether it was a misperception or not, Li Cheng felt that after he spoke, Zi's expression towards him became somewhat pitying.

"Magic and martial arts are both products with a long history, but superpowers are a completely different thing. What's more, superpowers themselves erode and negate the field of magic. For magicians, there are probably many who want to destroy all the superpowered people in the world."

Does the magician want to destroy the superhumans?

Zi's ​​astonishing statement shocked Li Cheng even more.

When did magicians start wanting to destroy ability users? I've never seen Rin Tohsaka try to kill Touma Kamijou during combat training.

"We're referring to the group of magicians, not any specific individual, Cheng."

As if she could see right through Li Cheng's doubts, Zi calmly gave him an explanation and slowly sat up from the sofa.

"Magic and martial arts are two very different things. The former requires extremely high talent, while the latter requires extremely strong willpower and the assistance of corresponding techniques and potions. Therefore, both are very difficult to master, and even if they become widespread, there will not be a situation where everyone is a magician or a martial artist. However, superpowers have a very low entry threshold. Although reaching a high level also requires considerable effort, in the initial stage, it is indeed simpler and safer than the other two ways to obtain extraordinary power."

"Martial artists, because they cultivate their physical bodies, are not greatly affected, but magic and supernatural abilities are real mystical powers. Their similarities and certain degrees of common origin, coupled with the stubborn beliefs of those great magic clans, make it seem like they are just reciting a blessing right now, but the assassination squad might have already landed."

Zi uttered a series of words, leaving Li Cheng, who was standing to the side, stunned. He could roughly understand the differences between the three extraordinary powers that Zi mentioned at the beginning, but the increasingly strange words that followed, and the shocking statement at the end that the Clock Tower's assassination squad wanted to destroy the planned Academy City, had left Li Cheng somewhat confused.

"We've already made it so clear, you're such an idiot..."