Chapter 238 - It has started

In a clearing among a series of bushes somewhere in the small mountain town of Fuyuki, Waver Velvet began his preparations for the invocation ritual after making sure he was completely alone.

Waver's nerves were completely strained all day by the chickens' incessant squawking, so much so that a ritual for the purification of the mind was necessary before the main ritual could be performed.

The shape of the magic circle had been drawn on the floor when the blood of the chickens was still warm. He had practiced this procedure on several occasions, drawing the four patterns of the game within the circle of invocation.

There must have been no mistake.

"Closing. Closing. Closing. Closing. Closing. Five perfections for each repetition. And now, let the traced symbols be destroyed instead of me!"

Waver carefully spread the blood of the chickens on the floor while reciting the incantation.

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In the subway workshop of the Tōsaka residence in the same small mountain village, the same preparations were being made for the same ritual.

"You first, O silver, O steel. O foundation stone. O Archduke of the Contract. Hear me in the name of our great master, Archmagus Schweinorg."

"Let the descending winds be like a wall. Let the gates in all directions be closed, rising above the crown, and let the roads that divide in three directions to the Kingdom change position."

Tōsaka Tokiomi recited the spell loudly as he drew the magic circle, using not the blood of a sacrificed victim but the melted essence of the magic gems. To prepare for this day, Tōsaka had deliberately used all the prana-infused gems stored in its treasury.

Besides him was the Kotomine family, father and son - Risei and Kirei.

Kirei was intensely observing the sacred relic placed on the altar. At first glance, it looked like a broken fragment of a mummy, but in fact, it was said to be a fossil of the skin left by the first snake in the ancient world several eons ago.

Kirei could not help but feel a wave of fear at the thought of the Heroic Spirit that would be invoked.

The reason for Tokiomi's trust could finally be understood. No servant could defeat the Heroic Spirit that Tokiomi had chosen.

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Simultaneously, in the distant Einsbern Castle, Emiya Kiritsugu was examining the complete state of the invocation circle engraved on the floor of the ceremonial room.

"Will such a simple ritual be enough?"

For Irisviel, who was standing aside watching the procedure, it was quite surprising that the preparations were so simple.

"It may be disappointing, but to invoke a Servant, it was never necessary to have an extravagant evocation ceremony."

Kiritsugu began the explanation while carefully checking that there were no broken or wrong lines in the patterns drawn with the mercury.

"The reason is that, in fact, it is not the power of the magician that invokes the Servant, but the power of the Holy Grail. As a Master, I only acted as the cord that connects the Heroic Spirit to this world in which we reside, and merely provide it with the prana necessary for its materialization in this world".

As if satisfied with the state of the invocation circle, Kiritsugu nodded and stood up. The sacred relic was placed on the altar - the sheath of the legendary sword.

"According to this, victory should be within our grasp."

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"Have you properly memorized the incantations necessary for the invocation?"

Matō Zōken kept reminding Kariya over and over again for security reasons. The latter nodded in the midst of darkness.

It was filled with the horrible smell of rot and dampness, darkness as green as that of the depths of the ocean. This was the warehouse of the worms hidden deep beneath the floor of the residence of the Matō, which stood on the hill of the small mountain town.

"That's right. Just, halfway through the ceremony, add two more lines to the incantation."

"What do you want to say?"

Zōken smiled sinisterly at Kariya's confused expression.

"Kariya, you should know by now that as a mage, your abilities are not only below one or two positions of the other masters. This will affect the basic abilities of the Servant."

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"Predetermine the Servant Class by altering the summoning spell."

"Usually, the assignment of Servant Classes is inevitably decided by the attributes of the Heroic Spirit invoked. However, there are exceptions; two Classes can be designated by the invoker beforehand."

"One of them is Assassin. The Heroic Spirit belonging to this class can be assumed to be one of the groups of assassins who have inherited the name of Hassan I Sabah."

"And the other class is for all Heroic Spirits and can be manifested as long as the summoner incorporates the necessary external ingredients. Therefore -"

"On this occasion, we will give the Servant the attribute of 'Madness Enhancement'!

Zōken declared this with a face full of joy as if welcoming the disastrous implications that were contained in it.

"Kariya, like the Berserker Master, fight for me with everything you have."

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On that day, incantations from different lands and addressed to different beings were recited almost at the same time, a harmony so coincidental that it could hardly be described as an accident of chance.

Because all the magicians had the same hope.

Hope about a miracle. The call of these humans to the Heroes on the other side of the universe, who would brutally murder each other to achieve this miracle, began to resound on the earth at the same time.

"Ready -"

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This was the moment that would present itself as his greatest test as a magician. If he lost, he would even lose his life. Waver knew this, but he was not the least bit afraid. A passion that desired strength. A determination that pursued its goal relentlessly. Based on these qualities, Waver Velvet was definitely an amazing magician.

"- Ready"

"Let your body rest under my rule; let my destiny rest on your sword."

"If you submit to the call of the Holy Grail, and if you obey this mind, this reason, then you must respond."

The sensation of prana surrounded his body. This malevolent cold and the agony caused by the whistling and circulation of the Magical Circuits within one's body was something that no magician could escape.

Waver clenched his teeth as he continued to recite the incantation.

"- I take my oath here. I am the person who will become the virtue of all the Heavens. I am the person who is covered with all the vileness of the kingdom of Hades."

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The view of Kiritsugu was darkened.

The family crest of the Emiya, which had been passed down through the generations and had been engraved on their back, began to recite the incantations as if it were an individual entity as an aid to the thaumaturgical method of Kiritsugu. Kiritsugu's heart, in a dimension that was beyond the control of his mind, began to beat rapidly as if it were the hasty hand of a clock.

His flesh, which was tormented by the prana that gathered in the air, had already forgotten its functions as a human being; instead, it had become a component of the mysterious ceremony, a circuit that simply connected the ethereal with the material.

Kiritsugu paid no attention to the severe pain created by this, which was enough to make one scream at full power, and concentrated on pronouncing the incantation. Even the presence of Irisviel, who stood beside him holding her breath, was no longer present in his consciousness.

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Adding the forbidden alien ingredient to the summoning spells, Kariya included the two lines of spells that would rob the summoned Heroic Spirit of his sanity and degrade the hero to the level of a Berserker.

"- But, you will serve with your eyes covered by chaos. You, bound within a prison of madness. I am he who commands those chains -"

The difference between Kariya and the other magicians was that his magical circuits were made of organisms that lived inside him as parasites. The anguish necessary to incite them and activate their circuits was incomparable to that suffered by other magicians. As he recited the incantation, his limbs moved in spasms, and blood gushed from his shattered capillaries.

Tears of blood flowed from his right eye, down his cheek.

Still, Kariya did not lose his concentration.

Thinking about the task he was carrying on his back - then he would be unable to turn back at this moment.

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"You seven heavens, wrapped in a Trinity of words, come beyond the rings that hold you back and be the hands that protect the balance -"

With this concluding his prayers, Tokiomi felt that the acceleration of the prana that ran through his body had reached its greatest limit.

Thunder and lightning resounded, accompanied by clouds carried by a powerful wind. In the pressure of a blizzard that even prevented people who watched, like Kirei, from opening their eyes, the patterns of the circle of invocation shone with a bright light.

Finally, the Magical Circuits had connected with the plane to which man does not belong... from the dazzling light that shone endlessly, the golden silhouette of a standing man emerged. Marveling at the great solemnity, Father Risei murmured in his sleep without realizing it.

"...We have won, Kirei. Our battle has been won..."

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That desire was transferred to them in this way.

Arriving from the other side and arriving here, a legendary illusion wrapped between the tornado and the lightning.

Originally of human origin, but separated from the mortal plane. Raised to the level of elementals through powers beyond man. The place where early supernatural beings were gathered... from the Throne of Heroes that possessed the suppressed power of the Gods, Heroic Spirits woven from dreams of countless ordinary men had descended to earth all at the same time.

Then -

In a forest in the middle of the night, in a stone warehouse surrounded by darkness, at each of those locations someone now asked a question in a majestic voice:

"I ask you, are you the Master who has called me?

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Drako smiled.

"So it has started, huh."