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"One hundred...twenty articles?!"

Rin Tohsaka's mind went blank with a "buzz".

This number struck her like a hammer blow, slamming her pride as a magical genius.

A magician's circuit count is innate and almost impossible to change later in life.

A genius like her, possessing forty main circuits and thirty auxiliary circuits, is one of the very few in the entire Clock Tower.

One hundred and twenty is a number that goes beyond the realm of "genius" and enters the realm of "monster".

"Impossible... This is absolutely impossible!" she retorted instinctively, but her voice sounded somewhat weak.

“Nothing is impossible.” Archer’s expression became more serious than ever before as he looked at Gu Ye. “If that’s the case, then everything makes sense.”

"Wow! One hundred and twenty! That sounds amazing!" Kitagawa Kaimu exclaimed in admiration, even though she didn't understand anything. "Gu Ye-kun is indeed the strongest!"

"Hmph, interesting." W licked his sharp canine teeth, his red eyes flashing with a dangerous and excited light. "There are so many good things hidden inside his body. I really want to take him apart and see what's inside."

“A man of few words often possesses a wealth of wisdom. The ancients were right.” Sasaki Kojiro nodded slightly, seemingly unsurprised by the outcome. “It seems I’ve chosen a Master of a truly remarkable one. This Holy Grail War is unlikely to be boring.”

Saber remained silent, simply standing quietly behind Gu Ye, but her grip on the sword hilt tightened unconsciously.

She could feel the magical energy flowing from Gu Ye's body, steady and vast, like an inexhaustible ocean.

"What about me? What about me?" Kitagawa Kaimu's voice was clear and lively, full of girlish energy. "Miss Caster, could you check me too? Do I have the aptitude for magic? Can I become an excellent magician?"

Medea's gaze shifted from Gu Ye to the blonde bombshell.

She extended her slender finger and pointed it at Hai Meng from a distance. A wisp of almost invisible purple magic lingered around her fingertip for a moment before dissipating.

“Hmm…” Medea pondered for a moment, then shook her head mercilessly, “Your magical talent can only be described as 'mediocre'. The quantity and quality of your magic circuits are both lackluster.”

“Ha, I knew it.” Archer leaned against the wall and let out a not-too-loud chuckle. “Not everyone can be like a monster, born standing at the finish line.”

Rin Tohsaka listened from the side. Although she didn't say anything, the slight twitch of her lips and the soft "humph" in her nose revealed a subtle sense of "I knew it."

However, Kitagawa Kaimu's reaction was beyond everyone's expectations.

Far from being disappointed, she clenched her fists with even greater excitement.

"Mediocrity? That means I still have potential, right?" Her eyes shone with an astonishing light. "So, in that case, I might actually become a magician, right?"

Medea was taken aback by the pure and unadulterated joy on her face. Even as a witch from the Age of Gods, she was momentarily stunned.

She nodded, her tone softening slightly: "Yes, it's not difficult to make you a beginner magician. However, with your aptitude, it will be difficult for you to achieve outstanding success in the path of magic in the future."

"I don't care about that!" Kitagawa Kaimu waved her hand vigorously, as if trying to shake off something as heavy as "achievement." "I'm already super happy just to become a magician! Um, I have a request!"

She leaned forward, lowered her voice, and said in a tone of sharing a secret, "I want to learn costume magic! You know, the kind where you can change clothes in a flash! Is that possible? I don't think you need to have too high a aptitude to learn this, right? Please!"

"Changing clothes magic?" W, who was listening from the side, finally couldn't help but roll her eyes. "What a boring pursuit. With that time, you might as well learn how to strap bombs to someone."

“It’s not difficult.” Medea ignored W’s strange words and nodded to Haimeng. “It’s just a basic applied magic trick. If you want to learn, I can teach you tomorrow.”

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After speaking, she turned her gaze to Gu Ye, her expression becoming serious and focused again.

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“Master, although you possess a vast and boundless magical power, you are like a child holding a peerless divine weapon but not knowing how to wield it. You have the power, but lack the knowledge and skills to use it.” Her words were direct, yet without any contempt. “Therefore, starting tomorrow, you will train with me. Whether it’s the runes of the Age of Gods, the control of the elements, or spatial magic, as long as you want to learn, I will teach you everything I know.”

"Then I'll leave it to you." Gu Ye's reply was as concise as ever.

"Alright, now that the misunderstanding has been cleared up." Medea clapped her hands lightly, the crisp sound drawing everyone's attention back and breaking the somewhat awkward atmosphere.

She glanced around at everyone present, and finally, her sharp gaze fell on the mountaintop.

Although the firelight there had been extinguished, the undisguised, almost tangible aura of fury still lingered like dark clouds, making it hard to breathe.

"We should get down to business." Her voice turned cold, carrying a chilling murderous intent.

"How to hunt that—golden mad dog."

“Let’s stick to the previous plan and ambush him.” Archer spoke first, straightening up from the wall and walking to the middle of the group. “That king is extremely arrogant. Having suffered such a great loss, he will never use remote probing again. Next time, he will come in person and crush us completely.”

“We can take advantage of his arrogance and anger.” Archer’s eyes swept over everyone present, as if assessing the value of a chess piece. “But we need to divide the work. Caster will be responsible for setting up the highest level of defensive barriers and traps. Rin, your gem magic can provide explosive firepower at critical moments.”

His gaze finally settled on the silent, purple-clad swordsman.

“Hey, gatekeeper over there,” Archer asked bluntly. “Your class is Assassin, but it seems you’re not good at assassination. Tell me, what are you good at?”

Upon hearing this, Sasaki Kojiro slowly raised his head, a sharp glint flashing in his calm eyes.

He didn't get angry; he simply stated the facts calmly.

"I only know how to wield a sword."

He paused, and the twig at the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

"However, as long as it is within my sword's reach, even a swallow soaring in the sky cannot escape."

Those simple words contained an absolute confidence.

Chapter 46 Master... Shizuku... is already yours.

The morning sunlight streamed through the classical windows of the Tohsaka residence, casting dappled shadows in the living room, which was covered with a dark red carpet.

Last night's storm seemed to be nothing but a dream. Gilgamesh disappeared without a trace, without causing any ripples or even a hint of magical fluctuation.

Rin Tohsaka had already packed her things and hurriedly left for school.

Meanwhile, in the living room, a unique magic lesson was underway.

Kitagawa Kaimu was unusually excited early in the morning. She had "borrowed" a spare school uniform from Tohsaka Rin and was now standing somewhat awkwardly in the center of the living room.

The clothes were clearly a size too small for her; the white shirt was stretched taut at the chest, outlining an amazing curve, and the pleated skirt below barely covered the top of her thighs, making her feel a bit cramped after a little movement.

Medea was still wearing her mysterious indigo purple long dress, the hood partially covering her face, revealing only her elegant jawline and the corners of her mouth painted with purple lipstick.

She was patiently explaining the most basic principles of transformation magic to Kitagawa Kaimu.

"The essence of magic is the rewriting of phenomena. Transformation is the temporary replacement of the definition of 'self' with another concept."

Medea's voice was ethereal and clear: "What you need to do is not to 'imitate,' but to 'become.' In your mind, completely equate yourself with the goal."

Gu Ye stood to the side, a faint wisp of magical light swirling around his fingertips.

Under Medea's guidance, he also practiced basic magic release, trying to shape this energy into a stable form.

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Magic is the life force of magic; magicians transform this life force into magic through the magic disk system.

Gu Ye has never missed a single day of cultivating his ripples over the years, and ripples are precisely equivalent to vitality.

This is also why Medea felt that Gu Ye's magic power was inexhaustible.

However, Gu Ye is not a local. Although it has no shortage of vitality, it takes time to transform vitality into magic.

Although he has many magic circuits, his quantity is greater.

He mastered the simple magic bullet in almost an instant.

This is like another application of ripples.

Raiden Mei sat quietly on the sofa a little further away, her long purple hair flowing smoothly over her shoulders. She had been observing out of curiosity, but Medea's occasional approving glances made her realize that this witch from the Age of Gods had seen through the extraordinary talent that was also hidden within her.

However, Mei simply smiled and shook her head; her path lay in swords and thunder, not in mysterious magic.

"I get it! It's the ultimate love, right? As long as I love that character enough, I can become her!"

Kitagawa Kaimu's eyes lit up, and he clapped his hands suddenly.

"That's understandable."

Medea's lips curled into a playful smile. "Then, give it a try. Infuse the most vivid image in your mind into your magic."

Kitagawa Kaimu took a deep breath, closed his eyes, clasped his hands together in front of his chest, and muttered some incantations.

The next second, a soft pink light enveloped her.

As the light faded, her clothes remained unchanged.

"Huh? It failed?"

She opened her eyes, somewhat dejected.

"No, you've succeeded in the first step."

Medea extended her finger, and a strand of magic thread wrapped around Kitagawa Kaimu. "You have constructed the channel of transformation, but the output is not stable enough. Try again, imagine the light penetrating your body and re-'dyeing' you from the inside out."

"it is good!"

Kaimu Kitagawa regained his confidence and focused his mind once again.

This time, the pink light became incredibly dazzling.

When the light faded, her school uniform disappeared, replaced by her own everyday sexy outfit.

"I did it! I did it! That's amazing!"

Kitagawa Kaimu jumped up excitedly.

Because of the large movements, the already small shirt seemed to be making a sound of being unable to bear the weight, and the hem of the skirt drew a dangerous arc in the air, with the edge of the safety shorts vaguely visible, causing Mei to subconsciously look away.

"This is amazing! It feels like my soul has been dressed in new clothes!"

Kitagawa Kaimu was still thrilled by her initial success. She looked at Gu Ye with a bright, expectant smile, seeking his praise.

"Hehe, it seems you're quite adaptable to this kind of magic trick."

Medea chuckled and commented, "However, simply changing into your own clothes doesn't constitute a true 'transformation.' You should try something more complex, a 'concept' that is completely different from yourself."

"A concept different from mine?"

Kitagawa Kaimu tilted her head, then her eyes lit up as if she had come up with a brilliant idea. "I get it! If we're talking about ultimate love, it has to be that child!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the light around her shone again, but this time it was no longer a soft pink, but a deep purple with a hint of bewitching allure.

A sweet yet dangerous aura seemed to permeate the air. The light condensed and dissipated in just two or three seconds, and the person standing in the same spot was no longer the blonde bombshell.

Her long, deep violet hair cascaded down like a waterfall, with a few strands clinging messily to her pale cheeks.

Her eyes were covered with heavy, sickly makeup that made them look like she was crying, making them appear both empty and alluring.

She wore an elaborate Gothic Lolita dress, with layers of black lace and purple ribbons, and a daringly open design at the chest, revealing her fair skin and deep cleavage.

The high-waisted skirt was surprisingly short, only slightly longer than the school uniform skirt from before. Beneath the hem were long, slender legs encased in black silk stockings, the semi-transparent material revealing glimpses of the skin and creating a forbidden beauty.

She is no longer Kitagawa Kaimu, but a perfect recreation of the popular character Shizuku Kuroe from the Galgame "Saint Slippery Girls' School: The Shameless Miracle Life of a High School Girl in a Shameful Club 2".

"Ah...my body...feels so strange..."

Kitagawa Kaimu spoke in a completely different, languid, and sticky voice. She looked down at her outfit, a mixture of shame and excitement on her face. "Is this... Shizuku's feeling?"

She raised her head, her gaze fixed on Gu Ye, and walked towards him step by step.

Her steps were somewhat unsteady, as if she was not yet used to this "new body," or rather, she was deliberately imitating the frail and boneless posture in the game's CG.

She stopped in front of Gu Ye, slowly and solemnly lifted the hem of her skirt, and performed an impeccable ladylike bow.

Then, she raised her face, which was covered in elaborate sick makeup, and in a dreamlike, tearful voice, uttered lines that were enough to freeze the air.

“Master… Shizuku… is already yours.”

Her voice trembled, and her eyes welled up with tears. "Please...do as you please...humiliate me."

"ah!"

Raiden Mei could no longer remain calm. She let out a short gasp, her cheeks instantly turning bright red as if they had been burned.

Her gaze darted frantically between "Kuroe Shizuku" and Gu Ye, before she suddenly lowered her head, clutching her skirt tightly with both hands, muttering under her breath, "This, this... this is so shameless! What is Hai Meng thinking?!"

Despite saying that, her ears were so red they were almost bleeding, and she couldn't help but steal glances in that direction out of the corner of her eye, filled with girlish curiosity and panic.

In stark contrast to Mei's reaction, Medea simply crossed her arms and leaned leisurely against the wall, her vertical pupils gleaming with intense interest beneath her indigo hood.

Instead of stopping her, she seemed to be enjoying a wonderful drama.