Type-Moon Simulation: Starting with Conquering a Greek Goddess!

[Host: Moran]

[Magic Circuits: E-Rank]

[Magical Power Quality: A-Rank]

[Fixed Skills: Goddess's Favor (B-), The Heroic Tale of a Distant Expedition (A+), Blood of the Demon (A)]

Moran looked at the panel in the simulator.

Looking at the most glaring Magic Circuits on the panel, he understood that his current body was the biggest hindrance.

He only had five Magic Circuits.

According to the standards of normal magi in the Clock Tower,

At least ten or more were needed to be considered normal, and anything below ten was considered to have little hope for a future in magic.

But, this wasn't a hard and fast rule.

There were also magi with an average number of Magic Circuits who were still named Grand-rank Magi by the Magic Association.

Aozaki Touko was this type.

She only had twenty Magic Circuits.

However, the quality reached an astonishing EX-rank.

Not to mention, according to Moran's understanding of the Moon World, he also knew about the example of Ayaka Sajyou, the Root Princess.

With only one Magic Circuit, she was connected to the Root.

Quality completely overwhelmed quantity.

"The demonic blood flowing in my body originates from Medusa, and in a way, I am the progenitor of many magical beasts, so the quality can also make up for the difference in quantity."

Moran felt the powerful power contained in the blood within his body.

He could summon a Divine Era magical beast with just his blood.

This kind of magical power quality was, in the eyes of modern magi, a monster level that defied common sense.

It was something they wouldn't even dare to imagine.

"Tch… the simulation won't refresh until tomorrow night…"

Moran was still thinking about the simulation.

Not only did he want to draw and replace stronger skills, but he also wanted to achieve a better ending than the first simulation.

Several beautiful figures flashed through his mind.

The complex emotions surging in his chest stirred up a wave once again.

If the simulator didn't have a cooldown time, he probably wouldn't be able to resist entering the simulator and starting a second playthrough.

In his opinion, this ending had many regrets.

The simulator gave Moran countless opportunities to try again.

He could always come back stronger.

In fact, Moran was already prepared to simulate more than once, he never thought this process would be easy.

Happiness wasn't some cheap cabbage.

This applied to everyone.

…

The next day, Clock Tower.

The classroom was almost full.

The magi who came here were staring intently at the podium, as if they would suffer a great loss if they didn't.

This was only natural.

After all, the person on the podium was revered as a genius of the Clock Tower.

And even held the respected and noble position of Lord.

"The so-called Projection Magic is a technique that projects the substance you have in mind into reality in a pseudo-appearance…"

Kayneth El-Melloi Archibald held a piece of chalk and wrote formulas on the blackboard.

He was teaching his students as usual.

The students in the El-Melloi classroom had all come out of admiration, wanting to learn a little something from this genius professor.

Moran was also one of the students.

He was quite familiar with this Kayneth-sensei.

Full of confidence, he participated in the Fourth Holy Grail War in Fuyuki City, only to end up in an extremely miserable state.

Also, in other worldlines,

Kayneth-sensei's endings were generally not very good.

The Kayneth in his worldline hadn't participated in the Holy Grail War yet, but he seemed to be starting to have that intention.

The False Holy Grail War in Snowfield City.

The timeline of the world Moran was in was very delicate.

The Fuyuki Greater Grail had been taken away by the Nazis and the Yggdmillennia family as early as World War II. After the Nazis were defeated, it was snatched away by the United States.

The Greater Grail had been transferred twice.

This was still the written record that could be found in the Magic Association.

He didn't know what was going on with this timeline.

Moran didn't remember there being such an outrageous worldline.

It was simply a fusion of various worldlines.

"…Also, in order to project the internal world into the external world, it is necessary to correctly understand the difference between oneself and others."

Kayneth put down the chalk in his hand.

The students all praised his vast knowledge.

But, there would always be an exception.

"Kayneth-sensei! I have a question!"

"What question? Waver Velvet."

Waver raised his hand and stood up.

Moran glanced at Waver, who had suddenly stood up next to him.

He and Waver were dormitory neighbors.

They also helped each other as friends in private.

"If you have a correct understanding, can you perform any projection?"

"…Hmm, that's a good point."

"Eh?"

Waver wore a slightly surprised expression.

He didn't expect Kayneth to agree with his idea so readily.

Moran understood why Waver felt that way.

Both of them had weak bloodline talents.

So much so that most people in the Clock Tower labeled them as having no future. Everyone looked at them with tinted glasses.

It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that Moran and Waver were kindred spirits.

There were very few professors like Kayneth in the entire Clock Tower who didn't wear tinted glasses.

"However, you only have a good point of view. Even if it's theoretically correct, someone with your bloodline can't put it into practice."

Kayneth's words hit the nail on the head.

"Hahahaha! To ask such a question!"

"As expected of a 'newbie' magus! Even the questions they ask are so 'new'!"

"Is this the unrealistic Waver? Hahahaha—!"

As a result, all the students in the audience burst into laughter.

They mocked Waver for asking such a common-sense question for magi, as the theory of bloodlines was unshakeable in the magus world.

In fact, Kayneth wasn't wrong.

Take the example Moran knew.

Shirou Emiya could use Projection like he had a cheat.

In the final analysis, it was because he was born with twenty-seven magic circuits as the first-generation magus.

Saying it out loud would shock almost everyone.

Other magus families had to accumulate for at least two to three generations, with human intervention, to give birth to such offspring.

"I don't think magi should only be judged by their bloodline!"

"Oh? I told you to have a correct understanding, right? Bloodline, talent—these are all unchangeable realities. To try to subvert reality with just recognition is simply wishful thinking!"

"In that case, I will prove to you that bloodline doesn't represent everything!"

Waver and Kayneth stared at each other for several seconds.

The former was a reformer unwilling to comply with the theory of bloodlines, and the latter was a noble realist who valued results.

Neither side was right or wrong.

"Then, wait until you have results before you spout nonsense to me. Having ideas without being able to prove them is worthless!"

Kayneth's expression was harsh and stern.

What he said was indeed common sense applicable to magi.

But that didn't mean it was necessarily correct.

Just as Waver lowered his head, too ashamed to retort, another voice rang out from beside him.

"Professor Kayneth, I have an objection."

Moran suddenly stood up from his seat.

The action attracted the attention of everyone in the classroom.

They thought there was only one fool being reprimanded by Kayneth, but who would have thought there would be a second idiot.

Everyone had this thought in their minds.