Magician in Type-Moon

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They were willing to break the precepts in order to obtain what was possibly only one thing—

That is to complete that task that seemed absolutely impossible for them...

A magician is an absolute being.

The line between the talented and the incompetent is so clear.

This is something that can never be accomplished no matter how hard you try.

How sad!

The alchemists, who had broken the precepts, could only work together to complete the project while carefully hiding from the headquarters' investigation.

But the final result—

They simply left behind this large library that records the knowledge they possessed.

The project was not completed as hoped.

so......

If I hear the Way in the morning, I can die content in the evening...

The way to gain their trust is...

Matouchi sighed softly; he had come to understand the meaning of the only thing Tsbia had said during this process.

This is not the original meaning of the Dark Six Kingdoms.

But...

......

Finally, Matou Ike turned to Pharaoh Ptolemy and asked seriously:

"Ptolemy, was your initial motivation for building the Library of Alexandria simply to resurrect Alexander IV (Elgo), or was there something else?"

Chapter 428 The Reconstruction of Myth

"motivation..."

The words conveyed by Matouchi were like a conceptual hammer that nearly pierced Ptolemy's core.

The logical loop error caused by "Tatalli" is embodied in the cognitive trap of "inner anxiety - infinitely magnified".

It was smashed to pieces in an instant.

In the ethereal blue light refracted by the crystal dome, Pharaoh Ptolemy saw blood seeping from the Eye of Horus embedded in his scepter.

"Is that so...? So that's how I was motivated..."

After being "awakened" by Matou Ike, he stared at the ceiling and muttered to himself.

His moment of reflection lasted only a moment; he quickly recovered from it, for now was not the time for sentimentality.

"But what's the use of that?"

Ptolemy suspended the deconstruction of the knowledge left by the Atlas school.

The current situation has unfolded outside the rules.

Following a set routine will not lead to continued success.

"Of course it's useful, but what's useful isn't your motivation, but the plan that's generated because of your purpose."

Matou Ike said firmly.

"To win this duel, all you need to do is see who can gain the 'trust' of the Great Library of Alexandria. That's the point of deciphering the knowledge left behind by those alchemists, but simply doing so is far too slow."

"Too slow?" Ptolemy asked, somewhat puzzled.

“That’s right, it’s too slow,” Matou Ike said. “Do you remember the wishes of those who helped you build the Great Library of Alexandria? The wishes of those alchemists.”

“They…” Ptolemy fell into deep thought.

He initially only wanted to use them to accomplish his real plan, but how exactly did he use them?

The memory isn't long; I should be able to recall it quickly.

“They…they were trying to avoid the destruction of this world, and I…that’s what I used to deceive them…” Ptolemy groaned.

"It's good that you remember. So tell them about it, tell them your plan, and use the same 'deception' you used to give them to regain their trust!"

Matou Ike shouted it out.

Indeed, the "Dark Six" that Tsbia pronounced did not simply refer to the first of the Twenty-Seven Dead Apostles.

Rather, it is the method he reasoned, calculated, and pursued to "avoid the destruction of the world."

This was the twenty-seventh Dead Apostle, who had fallen from his position as the head of the Atlas Academy to a position despised by all.

With such an experience, he is probably more able to empathize with the incompetent members of the Atlas Academy at the end of the Age of Gods.

Individual strength is difficult to calculate and pursue, and due to the rules of the Atlas Institute, one cannot share one's research with others.

He was so clearly aware of the alchemists' tragic wishes.

And find the winning strategy the moment the curtain rises—

That is to use the answers they discover on their own to solve the problems that plagued this group of people before they even reached a solution before their self-destruction.

Matou Ike's gaze fell on Tsbia.

"Is the answer you found the Dark Six Kingdoms?"

Matou Ike murmured.

Let this grand library be the judge...

.........

"The reconstruction of mythology".

Ptolemy understood Matouchi's meaning and explained his plan word by word.

“I originally wanted to reconstruct the myth around that boy Iskandar, who was considered the son of Zeus, the son of Amun-Ra, and so on.”

"And I want to use this as a basis to create a brand new myth."

After Ptolemy opened his mouth.

Matouchi also began to assess whether his method would work and whether it could gain the trust of the last remaining wisdom of the alchemists inside the Great Library of Alexandria.

Transforming the reconstruction of mythology into a spell—that is, the construction of the magic foundation as the Clock Tower calls it—is equivalent to creating a complete magic system such as Kabbalah and Rune magic.

Matou Ike thought of Aozaki Touko, who was working hard for him.

She was recognized as a Grand Master for reviving the once-extinct foundation of magic, Rune Magic, and developing the Impossible Doll.

Ptolemy's situation cannot even be called a revival.

Although there are Greek and Egyptian mythologies as prototypes, this is a monumental undertaking to create the foundation of magic almost from scratch.

Ptolemy then continued his narration:

"Based on several myths, we created a super-large myth, and then used this myth as a one-time ritual. This was the original plan of me and the two magicians over there."

His tone of voice had a peculiar rhythm.

Matou Ike narrowed his eyes slightly, and in the vision of the Deconstruction Demon Eye, this rhythm and cadence were being transmitted in the form of special symbols into the crystal books surrounding Ptolemy.

It should be the calculation process in the plan described by Ptolemy.

Is there a confidentiality agreement?

Matou Ike's gaze involuntarily shifted to Kiz and Muzhiqi, who were standing not far away, but the two seemed completely unmoved.

Their expressions remained unchanged.

However, this method is indeed feasible.

The creation of the Composite Mythology is comparable to that of Lostbelts; it's entirely a product of imagination.

If it actually succeeds, it will likely create a new Lostbelt.

Even most of the Lostbelt levels that Pan-Human History is currently facing are merely the upper limit of a mythology.

If such a Lostbelt were to be used as a spell, it would be unimaginable what that spell could achieve.

To turn such a lie into reality can be said to be the mysterious original intention.

At this moment, Meastia, the Clock Tower monarch who had been injured in his rash fight with Tsbia, suddenly shouted out for some unknown reason:

"I have a question: why didn't you just use Alexander the Great as a model to make it directly, instead of using his son Alexander IV as an experiment?"

"Because Iskandar the Conqueror has become a god. His qualities are etched on this planet. And Iskandar's powerful successors have become another story that also begins with Iskandar. Although the focus of the myth is reconstructed on the basis of Iskandar, the absence of prominent individual characteristics is what is important."

This time, it wasn't Ptolemy who answered his question, but Matouchi.

"Those who can devour gods are either chaotic monsters or pure and immaculate holders."

This is a necessary condition for becoming a Ghoul God, and Matou Ike knows it all too well.

And just as he finished speaking...

The crystal books surrounding Ptolemy also began to gleam, a blue unlike the red of Tsbia, which belonged to Pharaoh Ptolemy.

Matouchi felt the pressure of invading the Crimson Moon suddenly decrease.

It seems to have been successful.

but......

The next moment, one after another, phantom images suddenly floated out from the crystal walls of the Alexandria Library.

They surrounded Pharaoh Ptolemy.

In a voice similar to the previous broadcast from the Library of Alexandria, the speaker asked Pharaoh Ptolemy:

"So what is your real purpose?"

Chapter 429 Judgment

This scene surprised Matou Ike.