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After a night of rest, it was the next day.
In the morning, after the two of them had a nutritious breakfast made by Sei Itō, the two of them came to an empty room and stood facing each other.
"Sakura, from today onwards, we're officially learning magic," Sei Itō said to Sakura with a serious expression.
"Yes," Sakura said seriously.
"First, let's continue from yesterday and learn what magic is," Sei Itō nodded and began to teach Sakura about magic.
Magic was a phenomenon that went beyond common sense. It was something that could be done with common sense, but it was done in a very different way. It was a general term for man-made miracles and the act of recreating miracles.
The mystery here referred to a phenomenon that went against common sense. If there was no time or money limit, then it could be recreated with modern technology. The roots of magic were [Distortion] and [Retrograde].
It was originally magic, and it used a power that had already been determined in the root, so the more people knew about it, the weaker its power would be.
Therefore, there was a rule among magicians that they couldn't show magic to anyone other than magicians and expose their mystery.
"What if a normal person finds out?" Sakura asked in confusion.
"Then erase that person's memory of magic, or kill them," Sei Itō said calmly.
"Oh," Sakura, who was still young and didn't understand the importance of life, answered softly.
Then Sei Itō continued to explain magic.
Although magic was magical, it wasn't omnipotent, and required an equivalent exchange as its foundation. It could only be something that could be done, such as making wood burn, or turning water into ice. It couldn't be done if it couldn't be done, such as stopping time. Therefore, challenging [Nothing] and the impossible was the essence of magic.
"What's [Nothing]?" Sakura asked with a confused mind.
"Root. It's also called the Root Vortex or the Blue Hole, it's the [Cause] of everything in this world, where all kinds of phenomena begin. " Sei Itō explained, "It can be said that the various magic systems circulating in the world can be seen as small streams flowing out of this vortex."
"As long as I reach that [−], I can do the impossible?" Sakura asked curiously.
"In theory, yes. In fact, there was indeed a guy who achieved a miracle that modern technology could never achieve. "Sei Itō laughed.
Sakura looked even more curious.
"Speaking of which, that person is related to your family." Sei Itō chuckled. "His name is Kishuya Zelrich Sebein Ohgu. He is the master of your family's ancestor, Nagato Far Asaka. He was the first person to confer the Gem Magic of the Far Asaka Family and the second user of the magic. The 'miracle' he can perform is that he can freely travel between parallel worlds and witness a world that has developed differently from the world we live in. "
"Wow." Sakura Toosaka exclaimed in surprise, as if she didn't understand.
"Okay, let's get back to the topic." Sei Itō chuckled and said softly. Then he continued to talk about magic so that Sakura Toosaka could fully understand the existence of magic.
Just like that, under Sei Itō's guidance. A few days passed in the blink of an eye.
On this day, a black car stopped outside the mansion of the Far Asaka Family. A bald old man wearing a kimono with a short wooden stick in his hand walked out of the car.
If Sei Itō was here at this time, he would immediately recognize the old man's identity — — Nakanishi Nakanishi. The current, or rather, the head of the Nakanishi Family, the old man who gave Sakura Toosaka despair in the original work.
Nakanishi Nakanishi stepped forward and pressed the doorbell with the stick in his hand.
Almost as soon as he pressed the doorbell, a maid came out of the mansion and quickly walked to the gate. She opened the gate without asking anything.
Nakanishi Nakanishi chuckled when he saw this and slowly walked forward. The stick made a "dong, dong" sound as he walked step by step toward the mansion of the Far Asaka Family.
A few minutes later, Nakanishi Nakanishi entered the mansion.
"Welcome, Nakanishi Nakanishi. Long time no see, how are you doing? " Still dressed in a red suit, as if the suit had become his formal attire, Toshiomi Toosaka appeared in front of Nakanishi Nakanishi.
"Oh, I'm fine. I won't die for now. "Nakanishi Nakanishi Nakanishi said in a strange voice as he walked up the stairs.
"Nakanishi Nakanishi, you must be joking." Toshiomi Toshiomi said.
Then the two went up to the second floor and entered the reception room that Sei Itō went to last time. They sat facing each other inside.
"Nakanishi Nakanishi is here. I don't think he's here to reminisce about the past, "Toshiomi Enaka said calmly.
It was now the year 89. There was less than a year before the Fourth Holy Grail War was about to begin. It wasn't a particularly sensitive time, but it wasn't a good time either. As one of the Three Oi Families, the head of the Mitomo Family came to pay a visit, which made Toshiomi Enaka's heart full of vigilance. He knew very well how difficult and insidious that old man who looked like he had one foot in the grave but still wouldn't die was.
"That's true. This old man has a favor to ask of you. " Tomotsugi Nakashiki first bluntly admitted that he wasn't here to reminisce about the past, and then explained his intentions under Toshimi Nagasaka's' please speak 'expression.
"Can you let one of your daughters be adopted by the Tong family?"
Toshimi Enosaka's pupils shrank slightly, and he looked at the inkstone opposite him with some astonishment. But soon, Toshiomi Enaka put away the shock in his heart and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, Mr. Dirty Inkstone. I can't agree to your request."
"Why?" Tomotsugi Nakashiki frowned slightly and asked in a deep voice.
"Because just a few days ago, one of my daughters has officially become Sei Itō -san's disciple. She is currently following him to practice magic, so she can't be adopted by your family and inherit the magic inheritance of the Tong family." Toshiomi Enaka said in a regretful tone.
"Sei Itō?" Tomotsugi Nakashiki narrowed his eyes and whispered Sei Itō's name again.
"Is it the young magician who recently rose in the Chronometer Tower and was awarded the three primary colors' yellow '?" Tomotsugi Nakashiki seemed to have thought of something and asked.
"Yes, it's him." Toshiomi Enaka confirmed.
"… Can't you cancel this decision?" After a short silence, Tomotsugi Nakashiki said again, "Could it be that a newly risen magician is more important than the magic seal of the Tong family?"
In order to add weight, Tomotsugi Nakashiki deliberately talked about the magic seal of his family.
The magic seal was a mysterious magic seal made by a magician who used a lifetime of practice to fix or stabilize his magic knowledge and magic research results. It could be passed on to descendants with the same bloodline through transplantation.
It could be roughly understood that magicians used the form of engraving to pass on their research results to their descendants. On the one hand, this descendant could directly achieve a certain magic effect recorded in the seal by activating the seal. On the other hand, he could also expand this magic seal with his own research results.
It was similar to the accumulation of research results or the assembly line programming of modern society.
And because the magic seal needed to be accumulated from generation to generation and could only be passed on to one person, it could be said that the history of that bloodline was completely engraved in this family's magic seal. The magician who inherited the magic seal must bear the last wish of the family and give the seal to his descendants. In a sense, it could also be said to be a curse that repeatedly increased weight.
Of course, this kind of thing was not absolute. If the magician was not afraid of the pain brought by the magic seal, an outsider could also inherit the magic seal.
It's just that the magic seal was just a magic seal. Toshimi Nakashiki would not break the agreement for a magic seal and stain the name of Toshimi Nakashiki. But the key was that the magic seal of the Tong family was special! As one of the Three Oi Families that participated in the creation of the Holy Grail, the Mesotome Family's magic seal would definitely contain the core technology related to the Holy Grail. If they could obtain it, it would be a very meaningful thing for the Enaka Family.
"Sorry, I can't do this kind of thing." After a moment of hesitation, Toshimi Nakashiki said firmly. Then he continued, "But if Nakashiki can make Ito-san agree, I won't object."
"Hehehehe …" Hearing this, Nakashiki Nakashiki laughed happily.
"Where is the magician of 'Yellow' now?" Nakashiki Nakashiki asked.
"In Fuyuki City … this is his address." Toshimi Nakashiki told him Sei Itō's address.
"In that case, I won't bother you anymore. Goodbye." Nakashiki Nakashiki, who got the address, stood up from the sofa decisively and said goodbye.
"I'll see you off." Toshimi Nakashiki got up and said.
Then the two left the room together, went out of the villa, crossed the courtyard, and came to the door of the house, watching Nakashiki Nakashiki get in the car and quickly drive out of his sight.
On the other side, after ten minutes of driving, the black car that Nakashiki Nakashiki was in stopped outside Sei Itō's apartment.
"Cluck"
Nakashiki Nakashiki got out of the car and looked up at the apartment in front of him, especially the bird that stayed on the roof of the apartment, and looked at the bird's eyes.
Then the next moment, with a soft "cluck" sound, the door of the apartment suddenly opened, and Sei Itō, dressed casually, immediately walked out of the room and looked at Nakashiki Nakashiki in front of him with a blank expression.
"I'm Nakashiki Nakashiki Nakashiki. You are the Sei Itō who got 'Yellow' right? "Nakashiki Nakashiki looked up at Sei Itō and said in an old voice.
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