Magician in Type-Moon

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"Fine, I'll just ask directly then."

Seeing that Iskandar had not changed, Matou Ike sighed.

"What exactly was the situation with the great god Zeus that you possessed back then?"

silence......

Until the crystal pillars linking the entire army were completely destroyed, only the crystal forest that held Iskandar together remained.

The others also walked behind Matou Ike.

They assumed the two sides were still in a standoff.

Matou Ike glanced at Medea, who was walking slowly towards him, shook his head, and said to her:

“His condition is a bit strange; we can’t get anything out of him, so we can destroy it.”

Medea nodded upon hearing this, and then clenched her fist.

The last remaining cluster of crystal trees made a slight sound, and the crystal flower scattered all over the ground.

— right at that moment.

The world suddenly transformed back into the forbidden library of the Great Library.

Nothing has changed.

The control itself, corroded by crystal, seems to be in the midst of a daydream.

wrong--

Matouike's Mystic Eyes have detected it...

That was a voice I had heard before.

"Beware of Greece..."

"...They are outsiders!"

"Apologize on my behalf and that brat Webber's behalf..."

This guy......

That's really not like him.

It took me this long to finally...

Matou Ike kept the last words of the Conqueror King Iskandar in her heart.

He then set off again with the rest of the team.

............

The enormous setting sun is about to disappear below the horizon.

This is a desert.

That's right, the name reflects the character.

As far as the eye can see, there is only red gravel desert with coarse sand and rough stones.

Ziyuan was driving her car on this desert.

To avoid getting stuck in the sand, it's a four-wheel drive off-road vehicle.

For this girl who looked to be only ten years old, this was a rather serious car, but the people around her didn't seem to care.

Leaving aside cities, once they reach the desert, it seems they lose track of the rules of human society.

A few dozen kilometers west of Alexandria, off-road vehicles were traveling.

Kiz, in the passenger seat, leisurely gazed at the scenery.

We passed by several ruins.

The landscape is composed only of coarse sand, thorny plants, and rocks. Occasionally, one can spot people who appear to be tourists in the ruins, but their numbers soon diminish.

It took about an hour to run.

Ziyuan got out of the car and pointed at Kiz with her finger.

"It's a walking tour from here, please follow me."

Kiz obediently followed her.

Ziyuan didn't turn her head, she just kept walking forward.

Tiny footprints were left on the red sand of the gravelly desert.

We had walked for less than ten minutes when the wind picked up.

It became incredibly strong, and the billowing sand obscured the view.

The sandstorm was huge.

Visibility was less than a few meters.

The footprints will disappear within seconds, and you will never be able to find the way you came.

This is not an ordinary sandstorm.

It's obvious that it was manipulated in some way.

A mysterious storm that cleverly deceives humanity.

It has a fairly large scale.

“Is this really the right path?” Kiz grumbled.

"Although this body is not mature enough, she is still me, so there will be no problem with the intelligence."

Ziyuan confirmed it with absolute certainty.

Not long after, the girl stopped.

"This is it, the back entrance of the Alexandria Grand Library."

Before us was a steep cliff with a dark, gaping cave.

"Huh? There really is one? The ruins were all submerged at the bottom of the sea, but there's still a gate on land, and this place is dozens of kilometers away from Alexandria."

Kiz made an exaggerated expression, but Shion ignored it.

She replied in a very formal and methodical manner:

"This is a passage left over from the construction period. If the same mechanism is used as the Atlas Institute, it should distort space. Although personal spatial jumps are only a step away from magic, it is not that difficult to deceive distance on a spiritual vein that is already strongly connected."

Kiz nodded, becoming slightly more serious.

"It looks like a structure from the Age of Gods. With the assistance of the Pharaoh's priesthood and the Atlas Academy, it is indeed possible to realize it."

The two walked inside while talking.

The inside of the cave was completely different from the outside; it was cool and refreshing.

The wall was slightly damp.

It seems completely different from the windswept desert.

Sion moved his fingers, and the bracelet lit up.

"It starts downhill from here, watch your step."

"I know, you're kind of like a mother hen. I'm a magician from the Age of Gods, do you think I'd trip over the terrain?"

Kiz scratched his head helplessly; it was the first time he had ever been lectured like this.

It can only be said that everyone has things they are not good at dealing with.

Soon, they arrived at a spacious area.

This is an elliptical space with a diameter of approximately several tens of meters.

But that was the end of it.

That's a dead end.

The girl raised her hand.

The silk threads on the bracelet reflected a dazzling light.

As a result, the rock-like wall surface peeled away, revealing a huge door.

The door was made of a material that was neither wood nor metal.

"Please stay where you are and don't move."

"Received, received...tsk..."

Shion glanced at Kiz and reached her hand toward the door.

There seemed to be something glittering between the bracelet and the door.

The connection is made via an Ethernet cable.

This linked the security of the ruins with the girl, resulting in some data exchange.

The door slowly opened to the left and right.

............

The guards' postures also appeared to follow a certain order.

The first thing they encountered were guards who looked like scorpion-bodied men.

Next came the guardian, with the body of a leopard and the head of a snake.

Then there was a guardian with the body of a crocodile and the head of a dog.

Then there are the guardians with the bodies of eagles and the heads of lions.

The entire team fought their way in.

The efficiency was several times faster than previous joint expeditions. Although this was due to the absence of puzzle-type levels, it was still incredibly smooth.

After a period of working together, the way everyone except Medea looked at Matou Ike became increasingly strange.

"It seems like he has an inexhaustible supply of magic," Giuseppe, an alchemist from the Atlas Institute, muttered under his breath.