Magician in Type-Moon

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This proposal was immediately rejected because the bravest, most valiant, and most warlike among us was not on the ship at that moment.

The regret of losing Hercules hangs over us; without him, we have no hope of defeating the invincible Colchis and the reckless Ares.

At this moment, someone asked me, "Great son of Ethan, do you have any good ideas?"

I strained my throat, but couldn't utter a single word.

Suddenly, a golden light fell from the sky, and a woman dressed in gorgeous and noble clothes slowly condensed from golden light particles.

She looked at me, and I looked at her, but I couldn't see her face clearly.

When she appeared, the people around her bowed slightly to show their respect.

"Great Goddess Hera, we have no solution to the current situation."

Hera looked around and finally fixed her gaze on me.

"You go and conquer the princess of Colchis, and I will have Aphrodite, the mother of love, help you."

After she finished speaking, she placed her hand on my forehead, and I was plunged into darkness once again.

When I opened my eyes again, I found myself in a meadow, and my companions were imitating the bleating of lambs, over and over again.

These cries seemed to be enticing something.

Before long, a beautiful girl wearing a long robe of white and blue, with unusually pointed ears, a high ponytail, and blue eyes and hair, came following the sound of the lamb.

A magical arrow, a mixture of illusion and reality, shot down from the sky, aiming straight for the girl's heart.

The girl seemed to sense something and wanted to run away, but the will of the gods could not be disobeyed. Cupid's arrow pierced the girl's heart, and she collapsed onto the haystack.

Suddenly, my body moved uncontrollably toward the girl who had fainted on the haystack.

The moment he approached the girl, she woke up, her eyes blazing with an incomprehensible love and allure.

"Hello, I am Medea, Princess of Colchis. And you are...?"

Before the words were even finished, I greedily kissed her...

It only now did I realize that I was in a dream, and at this moment I was just a 'possessed spirit,' powerless to make any changes...

I learned from the princess of Colchis that King Aeetes would test them with three trials.

"The first task was to plow four acres of land from among the fire-breathing cattle."

"Then they used the dragon's teeth to grow an army, and finally passed through them without a scratch."

"Finally, we will obtain the golden wool hanging on the oak tree through the protection of the evil dragon."

Medea prepared items for 'me' to pass each of the three trials.

"Fire-resistant potions, gems that attract armies, and potions that soothe dragons."

With Medea's help, I successfully passed the test and won the Golden Fleece.

......

“Abhiltus, I will not go back with you. I have already met my love.”

“Sister, this is Father’s order. You must return to Colchis with the Golden Fleece. Your actions are a shameless betrayal, which is abhorrent to the gods.”

I looked at Abhirtus, who was chasing after me, and quickly exchanged a glance with Medea, who was confronting him.

I drew my sword and stabbed Abhirtus from behind. Medea did not grieve for her brother; instead, she dismembered him and threw the pieces into the turbulent river mouth, where they flowed with the current to the sea.

As I looked at Medea's movements, I felt a sense of fear and disgust.

......

After a series of trials, we finally passed them, and 'I' and Medea got married and lived together.

......

Evil deeds cannot bring good results, so King Aeetes dispatched a powerful fleet: the Colchias, the Elavians, the Charandais, and the Solimies.

They are searching for us so that they may bring Medea back to her esteemed father, Aeetes, to be punished for the murder of her brother.

Medea trembled with fear, fear that eroded her noble countenance, lest King Fesia reluctantly send her back to her home.

Looking at her like that, and the fleet that was pursuing her, 'I' seemed to have a different thought.

......

Finally, we returned to Iorkos, which is 'my' country, and will also be 'my' country.

But things don't always go as planned; my uncle did not pass the throne to me as agreed.

Medea, for 'my' sake, lied to the princesses of the Kingdom of Iorchus, claiming that she could help their father regain his youth.

She killed an old sheep and threw it into a magic pot to cook, and a lively little sheep jumped out of the pot.

Seeing this, the princesses were convinced of Medea's magic and persuaded the old king Pelias to bathe in Medea's great magic cauldron so that he could regain his youth.

Thus, the princesses, unaware of the plot, cooperated with Medea to kill their father, Pelias.

As a result, Pelias was scalded to death in the magic cauldron, and then left the throne to 'me'.

All of this was with my tacit approval.

But fate had other plans. Such evil deeds seemed to have angered the Greek people, and 'I' and Medea were driven to Corinth.

......

The King of Corinth wanted to marry his daughter to 'me,' and I had to choose between Medea and the Princess of Corinth.

Reflecting on the past few hundred years of exile, I grew tired of that life and told Medea about my decision.

Out of consideration for our past relationship, I agreed to give her a sum of gold coins so that she could have a place to settle down in another country.

But that wicked woman soaked her robes in poison, killed the King and Princess of Corinth, and in revenge against me, killed my two children, leaving me childless, and finally rode away on a dragon.

......

Is this the life of the 'witch' named Medea? It's filled with betrayal and revenge. But what I'm about to do is no different from betrayal.

Chapter 13 "Teachings from a Magician of the Age of Gods"

In the dark and damp insect house, the dim light barely illuminated everything, casting deep shadows.

The insect chamber was filled with a damp atmosphere, and the walls were covered with thick vines that seemed to be swallowing the entire space.

Several insects crawled in the shadows, making soft sounds, like a breeze rustling through the leaves in the forest.

Matou Ike stood at the edge of the insect nest, holding a water spider familiar in her hand.

This familiar was obtained from Zouken Matou; Matou Ike had developed a strong interest in such trinkets long ago.

Just as he was pondering how to make good use of this water spider familiar.

Da Da Da~

The sound of high heels hitting the ground came from behind Matou Ike.

Matou Ike knew who it was just by hearing the footsteps, and turned around with slight surprise, saying:

"Why did you agree to come here? You almost tore this place down yesterday, Caster."

"How was I supposed to know this was your magic workshop? What magician would leave their workshop in such a mess?"

Dirty, smelly, and noisy—these are the main selling points of the Matou family's insect house.

Those who enter this area for the first time may even mistakenly believe that they have entered some kind of worm hell.

Caster, who was new to the area, also experienced all of this.

When she was summoned to the mortal world last night, she stood in the ritual, her feet surrounded by exploding, dead demonic worms.

I almost mistook it for Beelzebub's domain and almost used [High-Speed ​​Divine Word] to chant two high-level spells, blowing the inside of the insect chamber upside down.

Fortunately, Matou Ike reacted quickly and immediately used a Command Spell to stop Caster's attack, successfully stabilizing his emotions.

"Who would have thought that the infamous, ruthless witch princess from the epic would be afraid of insects?"

Matou Ike made a helpless expression and threw the water spider he was playing with into the large insect nest below.

But then he used the silk spun by the water spider to pull it back, as if demonstrating his control over the little gadget.

Looking at the Master's affected expression, the way he deliberately teased the insects, and the provocative words, I realized that...

Caster just wanted to shove two Blazing Bursts into his Master's mouth to shut him up and get him to talk properly.

But those who have done wrong must ultimately bear all this 'suffering'. Who told her to cause her Master to lose a Command Seal that could decide the key battle situation so soon after she arrived in the mortal world?

Seeing the somewhat 'silent' Servant before him, Matou Ike had no choice but to straighten his attitude, put away the 'little toy' in his hand, and face Caster with an attitude of preparing to listen to his teachings.

"Master, during the summoning process yesterday, you seemed to have tampered with the summoning ritual, didn't you?"

Caster ripped off the black hood of his onesie, revealing long, glazed blue hair.

Her lake-blue eyes narrowed slightly, and she stared intently at Matou Ike with a serious expression.

When Caster was first summoned yesterday, she immediately sensed something was wrong with her body.

This feeling surged into her heart the moment she appeared in the world, almost making her want to take action.

Matou Ike moved his body slightly. Although Caster in front of him did not seem to show any malice, and even though he still held two Command Seals in his hand, he still felt a little guilty.

After all, it's quite rare for a Master to be confronted by a Servant the day after summoning them.

"As expected of a magician renowned even in the Age of Gods, how could he detect his own abnormality after the ritual was already completed?"

Caster wasn't going to be easily fooled by Matou Ike's praise, so she continued to press for answers.

"So what exactly did Master do? His dishonesty in the Holy Grail War may be the root cause of his defeat."

"Nothing was done, just your job class was adjusted, giving you the possibility of changing job classes."

Matou Ike's answer was somewhat nonchalant, as if he didn't think the adjustment was a big deal.

"Is there anything else, Caster?"

"Then why bother?"

Caster was determined to get to the bottom of this today. She had a vague feeling that if things weren't clear up today, the consequences might not be good.

Faced with Caster's relentless questioning, Matou Ike silently considered the situation before him.