Reincarnation Paradise: Giant Treasure Chest

"What did he mean by his last words?"

Bazette looked at Ivia with a puzzled look, not knowing how to answer.

Avia realized that she had made a mistake and continued to explain:

"When he said I could reach this level, he was referring to my puppetry skills. What you see now is actually a puppet. Even if I die here, I can be resurrected on another puppet."

"Soul transfer technology? It's indeed a remarkable technology, but this technology has endless consequences and can easily lead to the corruption of the soul."

Bazette nodded, resting one elbow on his hand and the other on his chin as he thought.

Ivia waved her hands quickly. The original owner's technology was not a cheap soul transfer.

"If I die here, I will be resurrected in the body I prepared in advance. There will be no conflict between my soul and the new body. I made a puppet that is exactly the same as me. The puppet will also grow old, get sick and die. It is not a transfer of souls. Do you understand?"

Ivia spread her hands.

Bazett's eyes widened after listening to Ivia's explanation.

"If you can make it this far, why don't you keep going?"

Bazette uttered the same riddle as Araya Soren.

Ivia was speechless. She grabbed Bazett's ear and yelled:

"speak English!!"

It turns out that in this world, all magicians, including those in the ongoing Holy Grail War, have only one ultimate goal, which is to reach the root.

It is said that if you go to the root, you can understand everything in this world and know all the truths, whether it is the past or the future, everything is in the root.

This news spread among magicians, making reaching the source the long-cherished wish of all magicians.

"Then what does this have to do with me?" Ivia asked in confusion.

"The root is not exclusive to magicians. Everything in the world is connected to the root. The root is the cause of all results."

Bazette had a complicated expression. What she had been pursuing all her life seemed to be easily achieved by the magician in front of her who had memory problems.

"So, by creating the prototype of a perfect human, perhaps you can also open it, or connect it to the root. You are now at the door of the root, but you are not moving forward."

Chapter 325: A Heroic Spirit with Excellent Compatibility

After this explanation, Ivia immediately understood what the so-called root was. When Ivia first came to this world, she had a deep perception of this world.

The so-called root should be somewhere deep within this strange phenomenon of the world connecting everyone together.

Avia felt that she could go directly there without doing any of the Holy Grail War side quests.

Ivia closed her eyes and let the power of her soul explore the depths of the world.

[Warning! Workers please do not destroy the stability of this derivative world!]

The notification from Samsara Paradise came, accompanied by what seemed to be Ryougi Shiki's voice, but this voice was calmer and less animated:

"This is not the path you should take. Another grand door has been opened for you."

This…

Ivia opened her eyes, and this time she really went around outside the source and came back.

Another grand door probably refers to the event of the Holy Grail War.

Ivia roughly sensed that the young couple upstairs had finished talking to each other. No, it was the mother-like Kuroto Kirei who had unilaterally explained his care for Ryougi Shiki.

When Ivia brought Bazette upstairs, Ryougi Shiki was already wearing an eye patch and was sitting quietly on the raised hospital bed.

"Who are you?" Even with her eyes closed, Ryougi Shiki sensed Ivia's arrival.

Ivia turned her head to look at Bazett and asked softly:

"What do we usually call ourselves?"

"Magician." Bazette took a deep breath and felt more and more that it was a mistake to come out on this mission.

"I'm a magician." Ivia answered immediately.

"You are different from her. You don't have those lines on your body, and you even have a faint glow."

Ryougi Shiki immediately retorted.

"What kind of lines represent the lines of death?"

Ivy asked with interest.

"Probably!" Ryougi Shiki's voice, having calmed down, revealed a deep sense of laziness and insignificance.

Aivia sat down beside Ryougi Shiki's bed and spoke with doubt:

"What's going on with your soul? Why is there so much space?"

"A magician can't see this level!" Ryougi Shiki didn't answer directly, but responded with a sarcastic tone.

Aiweiya grinned:

"I'm just asking casually, but you better be nice. I'm your boyfriend's boss now. If you offend me, I'll make him do hard labor every day!"

"It doesn't matter, he's not my boyfriend!"

Ryougi Shiki retorted in a flat tone, and even Bazett twisted his lips, hearing the hesitation in Ryougi Shiki's tone.

They love each other!

It seems that there is no need to force matchmaking.

Ivia's story character role-playing task is half completed, and the remaining half will just take its course.

Now there was only the other side left. Ivia quietly gave each of them a triggered sunlight healing, and then took Bazette back to the empty exhibition hall, which was just right as a place to summon heroic spirits.

On the clean marble floor, several puppet exhibits have been removed, and the magic circle drawn with graphite powder as the base is extremely neat.

"Next, I'll read a sentence, and you repeat it after me."

When setting up the magic circle, Bazette had a selfish motive and placed the carrier of the Sword of Backlight as a holy relic in the middle of the magic circle, hoping to use this opportunity to meet his ancestor, the great hero Cu Chulainn from ancient Ireland.

"No need to be so troublesome." When Ivia had drawn half of the magic circle, she roughly understood the principle of the entire summoning circle.

"If there are any heroic spirits willing to come to the modern world to play, please come out!"

Ivia spoke to the glowing teleportation array as if inviting a guest.

As Bazett looked on in disbelief, the sounds of fierce fighting and swearing were heard from the magic circle. Finally, a man in red clothes appeared from the magic circle, lying on his stomach, as if he had been kicked.

The summoner touched his head, climbed up and said:

"Sword-class Servant Emiya Shirou has answered the call. I am good at cooking and housekeeping, so please give me your guidance."

Cooking and housekeeping?

Ivia couldn't help laughing. Is there such a thing among the heroic spirits?

For Ivia, this can be said to be the most compatible type of Heroic Spirit.

"Then can you take care of the children?" Ivia asked.

The man with short silver hair smiled bitterly:

"Although I don't like children, taking care of them shouldn't be a problem."

"That's perfect. Come with me. You won't have to fight in the Holy Grail War. You can take care of my pets and clean and manage this place. How about that?"

Ivia discussed it. After all, some people are born to be war-crazy. Not letting them fight is tantamount to torture. Although this heroic spirit does not look like that type, Ivia thinks it would be better to ask.

"Of course, as a servant, I will obey your orders."

Emiya Shirou replied in a friendly manner.

"Then come with me!" Ivia led the heroic spirit to the depths of the exhibition hall. Clara had been kept in a box by Ivia and it was great to have someone taking care of her now.

The specially made suitcase of Samsara Paradise was opened, and the huge Clara jumped out of it. Bazette nervously made a boxing gesture, and Shirou Emiya showed a smile that was uglier than crying.

"This is Clara, my pet."

"This is Emiya Shirou, the butler. Just listen to him."

Ivia introduced the two of them, and then reminded Shirou Emiya about some of Clara's habits, such as being a vegetarian and not being able to eat chili peppers.

"What the hell is this!" Bazett, who has always regarded himself as the designated executor of the Ace Seal, was hit repeatedly.

It would be fine if she couldn't fight against Aivia, who had already reached the door of the source and was comparable to a magician, but any wild magician that appeared was a monk who had lived for two hundred years.

Another heroic spirit whose spiritual power was too powerful to exist appeared before her.

At this point, this pet of Aozaki Touko made her feel invincible.

"It's a pet and a pillow. Clara is very comfortable to hold." Ivia praised.

When Clara heard this, she proudly moved her spider legs to show off.

Bazette became even more withdrawn.

Now that the Heroic Servant had been summoned, Ivia had no intention of delaying any further. She closed her eyes and sensed the situation, which spread rapidly outward like mercury pouring outward, penetrating every pore. Soon, one Heroic Servant after another was found.

A man in golden armor, a cold man, a skull, and Kenpachi Zaraki.

?

Ivia's perception swept back and confirmed that the man in modern clothes was undoubtedly Kenpachi Zaraki.

Ivia then remembered that she still owed him a battle, so she whispered in his ear:

"Come to Aozaki Orange's art exhibition. I'll be waiting for you here."

Chapter 326 United Front

Because she didn't find anything unusual when she sensed it for the first time, she didn't hide when she sensed the tide this time. After all, ordinary people would only feel a breeze passing by.

But in the eyes of magicians and heroic spirits, Ivia's perception was like a blazing sun rising, illuminating everywhere.

Rin Toosaka, who was taking Kenpachi Zaraki to familiarize herself with the modern world, was so frightened by this perception that she fell to the ground, shouting that this was impossible.

Bazette, who was beside Ivia, subconsciously crossed her hands above her head to block, and tried hard to spread her legs to stand firm, even though Ivia had no intention of targeting her.

This is absolutely not a realization that humans can achieve. No, not even the gods of the Age of Gods have reached this level.