As Edward stood in the Void, he felt relieved that things went smoothly this time. He looked at the world before him, deep in thought. The Akashic Record warned him about directly entering this world, telling him to be careful and possibly expect rejection.
Edward was about to anchor his city before sending a projection when Morgana suddenly appeared, “Emergency—”
“What happened? Are we under attack?” swiftly asked Edward; he knew how dangerous the void was.
“You didn’t let me finish my words,” Morgana replied. “I was going to say an emergency message.”
“Oh, is it from home?”
“No, it’s from the spies in the Samsara Hall.”
Edward’s eyes immediately lit up. During his trip to the Naruto Universe, he trained a few spies to infiltrate a God Space, hoping to steal that person’s weapon.
“What did they say?”
“The first step of infiltration was a success.” Edward smiled after hearing this. He needed an identity in whatever version of Earth these people originated for and lured the Purple Robe Daoist into choosing him into his space.
He theorized that the bastard should be monitoring the entire planet, but his focus should be on his home —China— and the so-called main enemy of his country — the US. So, he made his clone with this idea in mind.
He was born in South Africa and displayed an extremely high IQ at a very young age, which allowed him to attend Oxford University and graduate with many degrees. However, he soon became a laughing stock of the world of Academia because of his unprovable claim that supernatural powers were possible in the universe.
After years of rejection, sneering, bullying, and ridicule, he became a drunk and disappeared from the world’s view, becoming a paid hacker for the underground. Such an obsession should get into the Purple-Robe Daoist’s radar and receive an invitation.Updated from novelbIn.(c)om
“I hope things proceed smoothly from now on,” muttered Edward. He provided the team with all the ways to create an identity for him, including written records, people’s memories, personal relationships, published papers, and even countless videos taken from public cameras. He even gave these spies a few Luck Potion vials to ensure nothing goes wrong.
“Alright, let’s get back to business.” Edward sent his projection to the world.
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“The Akasha was both reasonable and unreasonable,” complained Edward as he appeared in the middle of a magical circle. He looked at the young girl with twin tails before him:
“You must be my master.”
“Yes, that’s me,” replied Tohsaka, “Are you a Caster?”
Ancient mages were much more powerful because they did not have to use a Magic Circuit to interact with the world. Magical energy was abundant and easier to wield back then.
“Work? What work?” asked Tohsaka.
“We don’t have much time for me to train you in the old ways of magic, so I will need to modify your Magic Circuit: improve it, if you will.”
“What? Are you crazy?” If something happens to her circuit, she will never be able to use magic ever again; she would rather die than accept such a fact.
“Little girl, despite my high mana capacity, I’m still limited by your mana reserve. You must improve if you want me to use all my abilities.”
“But, I’ve never heard of increasing Mana Circuit besides marrying the right person and hoping the descendants inherit higher circuit numbers.”
“Of course, you haven’t heard of it since it involves Soul Manipulation?”
“Manipulating the soul? This kind of magic should be very close to True Magic and may even be one.”
“You’re correct?”
“And you can use this kind of magic?” asked Tohsaka.
“It will take some effort in my current form, but there should be no problem.”
“Why are you willing to go to such extreme lengths to help me?” Tohsaka asked, not hiding her skepticism. “Do you have a wish to ask for the Grail?”
“I’m not interested in this thing since it’s a fraud. But if used correctly, I can have a real body and return to the world.”
“What do you mean by fraud?”
“Don’t worry about that for now.”
“No, tell me now, or I will use one of my commands,” replied Tohsaka, showing the stigmata on top of her right hand. Edward’s lips twitched. All Masters have three absolute commands to use against their Servant, and his heroic spirit avatar is not immune to this rule.
“Calm down, girl.” He did not want to experience what it’s like to be controlled.
“Then, tell me the truth?”
“Alright. Since the Fourth Grail War, the Holy Grail has been tainted by negative emotions. Anyone who uses it will have their wish twisted into a malevolent one.”