I'm in Morioh, just joined a chat group for cute girls.

After all, everyone has things they enjoy.

She looked up at Gu Ye, who seemed completely indifferent, and asked curiously, "Does Gu Ye also like playing this kind of game?"

"Yeah, I'm a homebody, so is it surprising that I play this kind of game?" Gu Ye asked back, his tone as casual as if he were saying, "I ate rice today."

Rin Tohsaka rubbed her forehead and let out a helpless sigh: "Now that you mention it, I'm not surprised at all."

"But why did you two come together?" Mei asked her final question.

"Gu Yejun and I are in the same world!" Kitagawa Kaimu excitedly announced the news. "I ran into him at a restaurant yesterday! Since we're both into the same hobby, we played games together all night!"

"Let's play... 'Slippery Girl 2'?" Mei felt that it was still a bit strange for a man and a woman to be alone in a room all night playing this kind of game.

"So we're from the same world?" Rin Tohsaka muttered, then clapped her hands loudly to bring everyone's attention back. "Alright! Enough with the chit-chat! Let's hurry over to that guy's magic workshop!"

She regained her shrewd and capable demeanor as the head of the Tohsaka family, and her eyes sharpened.

"Time is of the essence. We must get there before Medea kills Atram and capture her!"

Although Gu Ye did not indicate the location of the magic workshop in the document, Rin Tohsaka still found Atram's location.

As a Middle Eastern magician, Atram was wealthy and lived a life of luxury. Given his location near the Ryudong Temple, the location of his magic workshop became clear.

"Where is your Servant?" Gu Ye looked around but didn't see Red A.

"That guy said something about going out to gather intelligence and then left. Let's ignore him. With you guys here, we're not afraid even if we encounter Servants," Rin Tohsaka replied.

……

The scorching air, mixed with the acrid smell of burning wood and a faint, almost imperceptible odor of blood, assaulted our senses.

Flames engulfed the ornate tapestries on the walls, crackling and popping, while twisted black smoke coalesced and rose from the hole in the roof, like a black dragon struggling to escape.

On the workshop floor, the magic circle drawn with blood and mercury had been scorched by the high temperature and was now blurred, leaving only mottled dark red marks.

In the center of this burning ruin, a figure stands silently.

An indigo hooded cloak completely enveloped her figure, the wide brim casting a heavy shadow that obscured most of her face, revealing only her beautifully shaped lips painted with the same shade of lipstick and her pale, pointed chin.

She stood there, completely out of place amidst the raging flames around her.

The moment Gu Ye and his group stepped into the workshop, the magical particles in the air suddenly became violent.

The remaining crimson runes on the ground seemed to come alive, and beams of deep purple magic shot out from all directions, weaving a dense web of death.

"Tsk, what a warm welcome ceremony." A bloodthirsty smile curled at the corner of W's mouth as his fingers reached for the grenade launcher at his waist.

However, those magical beams of light, powerful enough to melt steel in an instant, seemed to hit an invisible wall and abruptly dissipated into the air when they were less than half a meter away from Gu Ye.

He didn't even move, just walked forward calmly, as if he were simply taking a stroll in his own backyard.

Kitagawa Kaimu and the others behind him were also unharmed.

"No need to embarrass yourself with such petty tricks." Gu Ye's voice wasn't loud, but it clearly pierced through the crackling of the flames and reached the ears of the purple figure. "The witch of the Age of Gods shouldn't only have these tricks up her sleeve, right?"

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The figure finally moved. She slowly raised her head, and from the shadow of the hood, a pair of cold, inhuman blue vertical pupils lit up.

“Uninvited intruders, it seems that fool Atram even brought along a bunch of helpers.” Her voice was clear and ethereal, with a hint of metallic quality. “Since you’re here, let’s turn to ashes along with his workshop.”

“Unfortunately, we’re not on his side,” Gu Ye said, casually tossing a heavy object to the ground.

That was Atram's body.

His face was still frozen with the terror and disbelief of his dying moments, and his magnificent robes were covered in dust and blood.

Medea's gaze lingered on the corpse for a moment, and a faint, cold smile seemed to curve at the corner of her mouth beneath her hood.

"Oh? You killed my Master and then came to me. What do you want?" She took half a step forward, and the magic power surrounding her became more solid and oppressive. "Do you want to replace him and become my new Master? Human greed is as disgusting as ever."

“We have no interest in becoming your master.” Rin Tohsaka stepped forward, looking directly into Medea’s cold eyes, and said without fear, “We are here to make a deal with you, Caster.”

“A deal?” Medea let out a short, sarcastic laugh, as if she had heard the funniest joke in the world. “Why? Just because you killed him? Don’t get me wrong, that was just getting rid of some eyesore. I don’t recall ever having to pay you anything.”

“Just based on our understanding of your current situation,” Gu Ye continued, “without a Master, without a supply of mana, how long can you last in this brutal Holy Grail War? A day? Or two hours?”

“And,” he paused, his voice becoming softer yet more penetrating, “we know what you really want.”

"Shut up!" Medea's voice suddenly turned sharp, and a solid magic bullet shot towards Gu Ye's face like a cannonball!

This time, Gu Ye did not use a substitute to defend himself. He simply stood still and let the fatal attack come.

Just as the magic bullet was about to touch his nose, a dazzling golden light barrier appeared out of thin air, firmly blocking the attack.

It was Rin Tohsaka; she used the gems she had stored to activate a defensive magic.

“We’re not here to fight,” Rin said in a deep voice. “We’ve come with good intentions.”

"Sincerity?" Medea scoffed. "Humans don't utter such things."

"And this?" Gu Ye ignored her sarcasm and calmly said, "We will provide you with a stable base and an almost unlimited supply of magic power. In return, you will help us purify the corrupted Holy Grail."

"The Holy Grail of Purification?" Medea's blue vertical pupils narrowed slightly. "You're not interested in that omnipotent wish-granting machine either?"

“A wish-granting machine tainted by the evils of this world will only bring disaster,” Rin explained. “What we want to do is correct this mistake.”

"That's all talk and no action," Medea said, her tone still full of distrust. "Almost limitless magic? What a blatant lie. Even the Holy Grail only takes sixty years of accumulation to activate once. What makes you make such a boast?"

"That's all."

Gu Ye didn't offer any further explanation. He closed his eyes and extended his right hand.

The air in the entire workshop seemed to freeze for a second.

The flames flickered slowly, and the rising black smoke seemed to have been paused.

An invisible, immense force began to emanate from the workshop and spread in all directions.

Medea was the first to sense the change.

As a magician from the Age of Gods, her perception of magic far surpasses that of anyone in the modern world.

She could clearly "see" that, centered on this city—no, centered on the entire Japanese archipelago—the "Great Source" magic, dormant deep within the earth's veins like a trickle of water, was being forcibly awakened by an irresistible force.

They seemed to have been summoned by an emperor, converging from all directions to form an unprecedented, surging tide of magic, and the end of the tide was the land beneath her feet!

The concentration of magic in the workshop was skyrocketing at an exponential rate, and the air was even speckled with golden light due to the excessive concentration of magic, like fireflies on a summer night.

This feeling... this immense power that holds the magic of the entire world in its palm...

For the first time, Medea's face, hidden beneath her hood, revealed an undisguised and utter shock.

Her blue vertical pupils contracted sharply as she stared intently at the black-haired boy.

This is no longer the realm of magic; this is... a miracle that only a magician could accomplish!

She could do it too, but that was during her prime.

In this era, mediocre magicians could never conjure such miracles with a wave of their hand.

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"Now, do you believe in our sincerity?" Gu Ye opened his eyes and asked calmly.

Medea was silent.

She felt every cell in her body greedily absorbing this vast and pure magical power, and the weakness she felt from losing her Master was being rapidly filled.

After a long while, she slowly spoke, her voice carrying a dryness she herself was unaware of.

"...And after purifying the Holy Grail?" She raised her head, and for the first time, her cold, vertical pupils showed emotions other than hatred and wariness. "How will you grant my wish?"

Chapter 40 Medea: I choose Gu Ye as my master!

Gu Ye's voice was exceptionally clear amidst the crackling of the flames.

He made his promise, word by word.

"I promise that before the Holy Grail War ends, I will give you a safe haven to study magic, a place where no one will betray you."

His tone was calm: "As for your wish, with your inexhaustible magical power, it is not impossible for you to create a brand new Holy Grail within seven days."

Medea did not answer immediately.

She stood silently, the immense magical power emanating from her slowly receding, and the oppressive feeling in the air lessened accordingly.

Her eyes swept over Gu Ye, Rin Tohsaka, and the others, as if she were evaluating merchandise on a shelf.

Finally, her gaze returned to Gu Ye.

“Empty promises are as cheap as a man’s vows.” Her voice was still cold, but the hostility in it had dissipated considerably. “However, your power is indeed interesting. I may trust you this once.”

“Very well.” Rin Tohsaka stepped forward, a confident smile on her face. “Then, I’ll do it…”

"I choose him."

Medea raised her hand, her pale, slender fingers pointing directly at Gu Ye, interrupting Rin's words.

This choice stunned everyone.

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"You chose him?" Rin Tohsaka frowned deeply, her blue eyes filled with incomprehension. "Caster, are you sure you're not mistaken? He's not a magician at all, he doesn't even have the most basic magic circuits! If you make him your Master, you won't even be able to guarantee the most basic supply of magic power!"

“I’m not a magician, I don’t know any magic at all,” Gu Ye said, shrugging. “Have her be your Master, that’s the most reasonable choice. It’s a perfect match.”

"Professionalism?" Medea chuckled, a sarcastic smile curving her lips beneath her hood. "Isn't a magician's 'professionalism' just betrayal and scheming? I've had enough."

She took two steps forward, closing in on Gu Ye, raised her head, and scrutinized him with her captivating blue vertical pupils.

“As for magic power, the power you just demonstrated is already greater than that of a hundred third-rate magicians combined.” Her voice was very low, only Gu Ye could hear it. “Besides, are you really an ‘amateur’?”

“Your body is like a raw, uncut gem of magic. You just need a guide.” Medea’s gaze hardened. “I am willing to be your guide and teach you the magic of the Age of Gods. In exchange, I also want to see how many secrets you, this interesting man, still hold within you.”

These words were less of a suggestion and more of an undeniable declaration.

"Tsk, that's disgusting." W was idly trimming his nails with a knife, clicking his tongue in disdain. "It's like some kind of dating game. Just decide already, okay? I have no interest in watching you guys act out an eight o'clock soap opera."

Kitagawa Kaimu, on the other hand, was filled with excitement. She looked at Gu Ye, then at the mysterious purple-clad witch, feeling as if she had stumbled into the set of some fantasy movie, her eyes sparkling with gossip.

Gu Ye and Medea looked at each other for a few seconds before finally nodding.

"can."

Having received an affirmative answer, Medea stepped back and extended her right hand.

With her palms facing upwards, she began to chant in an ancient and obscure language.

It was not any spell system used by modern magicians; each syllable seemed to carry the primordial power of the beginning of time.

As she chanted, dense magic in the air began to gather, forming a constantly rotating purple magic circle made of pure energy in her palm.

At the center of the magic circle, an intricate and ornate symbol slowly emerged.

"In the name of Princess Colchis, disciple of Hecate, a new covenant is hereby forged." Her voice became solemn and sacred, "You will be my support, and I will be your blade."

She looked up at Gu Ye and said, "Extend your hand."

Gu Ye did as instructed and extended his right hand.

Medea covered it with her gloved hand.

The purple magic circle was instantly imprinted on the back of Gu Ye's hand. It did not form a bright red pattern like traditional command seals, but rather a complex mark that was faintly visible and emitted a light purple glow. Then it disappeared under the skin.

A wonderful sense of connection was established between the two.

"Alright, the contract is established." Medea withdrew her hand, glanced around at the still-burning workshop, and a hint of disgust flashed in her eyes. "This filthy place should be completely wiped out of the world."

“This is my specialty.” W immediately perked up, took an intricately designed bomb from her tactical vest, tossed it in her hand, and grinned merrily. “I guarantee it’ll blow up so badly that not even a brick will be left!”

"Wait!" Rin Tohsaka immediately stopped her. "This is a residential area. Do you want to attract the police?"

"Don't worry." Gu Ye's voice sounded exceptionally calm in the burning workshop.

He glanced at Rin Tohsaka, who looked distressed, and casually remarked, "In Fuyuki City, there are several gas explosions almost every day. Even if this place explodes, no one will find it strange."

His words were like a key, instantly unlocking a switch in W that was called "madness".

"Ha! I'm relieved to hear that!" W let out a morbidly gleeful laugh as she reached behind her tactical vest and pulled out a bomb the size of a cantaloupe.