In Type-Moon, it all starts with adopting Sakura.

Chapter Six: What You Desire Is Your Law (1/2, Please Add to Favorites!)

[—Do what you desire, and that will become your law.]

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What would it be like to suddenly become a father?

are you happy?

Or is it that you dislike it?

Luo Wei wasn't sure what he should feel under normal circumstances, but at this moment he didn't have any deep feelings.

Neither joy nor annoyance was particularly evident in him; his heart remained as calm as ever.

Of course, the reason for this situation should be found within oneself.

He was well aware of this.

I don't have any particular fondness for Sakura Tohsaka; at most, I just feel sorry for her.

It's important to know that in the original timeline, Sakura Tohsaka's fate was undoubtedly very tragic.

This includes, but is not limited to, the old man who adopted her being a monster, being pushed into an insect pit by her own father, the only uncle who cared about her dying in the war, and being left without protection, enduring more than a decade of modification and torture without anyone knowing, and finally falling in love with the same person as her long-lost older sister...

If the god of fate still exists in this era, then everything He did to Sakura Tohsaka could truly be described as full of malice.

Because of some memories from his past life, Luo Wei has a certain advantage of foresight in this world. Although he cannot cover everything like he has futuristic vision, he can still provide some assistance in the cognition and decision-making of certain important events.

This includes the important event of Sakura Tohsaka being adopted by Zouken Matou.

and so……

'Would I consider myself a righteous ally who rescued a girl from a demon's lair?'

Gently flipping through the storybook in his hands, Luo Wei turned his head to look at the gloomy sky outside the window, and murmured to himself.

I guess so.

Although he did this partly to facilitate his future plans, in the end, his actions undoubtedly saved the girl from a tragic life.

A gentleman judges by actions, not intentions; that is sufficient.

Although he doesn't deny that some of his own selfish motives were involved.

"..."

As he gently closed the book in his hands, Luo Wei's lips curled into a slight smile.

He looked up at the window. Fuyuki City was unusually quiet after the heavy snow. The white snow covered the gray city, making it look even whiter. The light from the bright moon hanging in the sky shone through the glass and fell on him. The light was especially bright and flowed quietly in the night sky.

He shook his head, a self-deprecating smile mixed with a sense of magnanimity, before finally bowing his head and muttering to himself in a joking manner.

"Rather than being a champion of justice, I might actually prefer playing a girl-raising game..."

There is pity, there is favoritism, and there is a desire to do something within one's own power.

It's always better to be honest, especially since he hasn't broken any laws or committed any crimes. In fact, for everyone, what he did at that moment was the best choice.

As for whether this deal is worthwhile?

Using one's family's magical crest as a price to adopt someone else's daughter seems a bit too much, doesn't it?

This may be true for others, but it is worthwhile for Rowe.

Unlike the magicians in this world who are obsessed with pursuing the origin, his thirst for the origin is not as great as one might imagine.

Moreover, compared to ordinary magicians, his family's magic path is more unique and they are not lacking in things like inscriptions.

Alchemists value inheritance more than magicians. Magicians, as geniuses, create unique first-generation imprints at a low cost. The only concern is whether the imprint will cause rejection.

Alchemists, however, can develop their own transmutation array systems, and with enough materials, they can reconstruct a magical inscription suitable for the user. Although its value is far less than that of a long-established family lineage inscription, it is the best solution for magical families to solve the problem of inheritance. However, because the research costs are too high, ordinary families cannot afford them, so they can only be created by specialized alchemists.

The lineage of alchemists possessing this ability is mostly preserved within the Atlas Institute, and these alchemists are notoriously averse to contact with the outside world. Therefore, most of the so-called alchemists active in the world are frauds. Currently, the only remaining alchemical group with this ability is the Crowley family, whose family tradition is alchemy. The current head of the family, Rowe, is very familiar with this technique, which is why he dared to sign a magic contest agreement with Tokiomi Tohsaka.

'If Tokiomi Tohsaka knew that I, who so deeply admired him, dared to play such a trick on him today, I'd probably be furious, wouldn't I?'

However, Luo Wei didn't care too much about this.

Whether Tokiomi Tohsaka knew the truth or not was irrelevant to him.

Even if he came to him with a magic contest, it wouldn't work on Rowe, since it only mentioned the Crowley family's magic mark and didn't specify that it was a source mark. Who says that a copy made by an alchemist isn't a lineage mark?

As for whether the other party will take forceful action, there's even less to worry about.

After all, when he decided to participate in this Holy Grail War, he and Tokiomi Tohsaka were destined to be enemies. The two would definitely clash in the war, and one of them might even lose his life.

If they were to actually meet, neither of them would show any mercy out of consideration for Sakura Tohsaka.

Loewe preferred the freedom of the sky to staying in that clock tower where intrigue and deceit were constant.

However, one thing is one thing. What Luo Wei disliked was the environment full of deceit and backstabbing, and what he loathed were the old fogies in the Clock Tower who didn't focus on studying their own magical arts but were busy with political struggles all day long. This didn't mean he hated magical arts; on the contrary, Luo Wei was quite interested in the hidden secrets of this world and the interesting things that were about to happen.

For example, the Holy Grail War.

By experiencing enough interesting and unusual events and accumulating relevant experience, one can continuously forge one's own path on the road of demonic cultivation until obtaining the treasure one desires.

That's enough.

As for scheming against other demonic families, or trying to emulate some of the transmigrators who have grown their power, dreaming of seizing the Clock Tower, looting the Demon Eye Train, and beating up the Twenty-Seven Ancestors, let's set aside whether we can actually do it. Instead, we should ask ourselves why we want to do it, what our reasons are, and what the significance would be if we succeeded.

Is it just for the sake of being strong, to become stronger without eating beef?

Just to instill fear in others, and to single-handedly suppress the entire mystical world?

This isn't a world of lunatics; everyone is in a state of intense competition, cultivating magnetic field power, just so they can rape this world at will.

Similarly, this is not a world of cultivation, where people compete for the Great Dao and constantly advance their realms in pursuit of immortality.

On the contrary, there are many ways to live, and many choices to make.

Doing these things without any goal or meaning would be far too boring...

Lovik did not have any grand ambitions of becoming a king or leading all of humanity to ascend to the stars.

He only needs to do what he wants to do and what he can do.

That is to say—

[Do what you desire, and that will become your law.]

This is Loewy's principle, as well as his philosophy of magic and even his life.

"Do what you want to do, pursue what you want to pursue—that should be your motto."

Thinking this, Luo Wei closed the storybook in his hand, turned off the bedside lamp, gently pinched her soft cheek, covered her with the quilt, and then got up and left.

"Goodnight, Sakura."

I should get some rest. After all, there won't be many more peaceful times like this. Now I should go out a bit to prepare for the upcoming war.

"Then, I'll leave Sakura in your care for the time being. That shouldn't be a problem, right, Mr. Matou Kariya?"

Luo Wei slowly turned his head to look at a secluded spot not far from the door.

At this very moment, in the corner by the door, a handsome and gentle-looking man, carrying a backpack and dressed in a black tracksuit, had his black bangs partially obscuring the deep worry in his eyes.

"...Thank you."

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There will be another update this afternoon.

P.S.: Readers who have read this far, please be a little patient with the author. This prelude is a bit long, but it is all necessary groundwork for the main text.

Regarding the Fourth Holy Grail War, I don't want to follow the old formulaic approach. I've come up with some really interesting ideas that will definitely give you a fresh perspective, so please wait a little longer to see where it is.

This book is a slow burn for me because I wanted to write something I really wanted to write, something different, so it was much more difficult than before. I hope you can support this struggling author. I'll try my best to update more frequently in a couple of days, so please keep reading.

Every reader during the initial period of a new book is truly important to the author, thank you.

Chapter Seven: Crimson Wounds (2/2)

Visit Buzi City.

In a well-known fast food chain store.

"Over the years, I've seen all sorts of customers, some of them quite bizarre, but I've never seen anyone like you who bosses people around as soon as they come out, and even chooses to meet them in a fast food restaurant."

"No matter what, I am your senior. Since you need my help, you should at least show me some respect, junior Crowley."

Aozaki Touko silently stubbed out her cigarette and looked at the black-haired youth sitting opposite her, eating fries and nodding in response.

"Compared to eating pastries in those high-end coffee shops that look good but don't taste good and aren't very filling, fast food is more convenient and faster."

Luo Wei glanced at her indifferently, then answered without looking up.

"Besides, I don't think some unfortunate guy with a huge debt can have any credibility with me."

After dealing with matters in Fuyuki City, he traveled through the night, taking the Shinkansen train in the early hours of the morning, and arrived here at dawn.

If you analyze his itinerary carefully, you can see that from yesterday to now, he first flew from London to the Far East, then took a taxi, and finally took the Shinkansen subway without stopping. It can be described as traveling day and night.

So, as soon as he got off the train, Luo Wei, adhering to the principle of proximity, ordered some fast food at a fast food restaurant near the subway station and made a phone call to invite the acquaintance he was looking for, who was none other than the red-haired woman sitting in front of him.

Don't let her young appearance fool you; she looks to be only in her early twenties. She has quite a background. She was originally a renowned magical genius in the Clock Tower, and her talents and achievements far exceeded ordinary people's imagination, reaching a level that can only be described as miraculous.

Among her achievements, two stand out most notably—

She reconstructed two declining magic systems in the modern era.

In this mysteriously decadent era, it single-handedly recreated the most outstanding puppetry techniques of the Middle Ages, even surpassing and improving upon them on certain levels, to the point that it achieved a unique kind of immortality while maintaining its self-awareness.

Not only that, she also revived the lost foundation of Norse runes, magically regenerating the common 24 runes that form the basis of magic, and even deciphering several primordial runes that had disappeared in the Age of Gods. This talent is truly genius among geniuses and a miracle among modern magicians.

It was precisely because of the puppet magic and the revival of the Rune Plate that the other party naturally and without objection obtained the highest rank that a magician could obtain in the Mage's Association to date—the [Grand] rank.

That's right, her true identity is Aozaki Touko, a wanted fugitive from the Clock Tower with the title of "Red of Pain," a miracle born from a modern magician.

However, even such a genius, such a miracle of magic, is not in a good situation at this moment; in fact, it can be said to be extremely bad.

The reason things have turned out this way is all thanks to the idiotic system that the Clock Tower has—the Sealing Designation.