Multiverse Adventure – My Journey Begins in Danmachi 87

Multiverse Adventure – My Journey Begins in Danmachi 87

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Edited by: Tiny Fan Fiction

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Chapter 87 A year had passed, and Matou Sakura was standing outside the gate.

Spring had gone, and autumn had arrived, with winter and summer changing in a cycle.

The sky was shrouded in dark clouds, with no sign of any light.

Although it was afternoon, the temperature was lower than in the early morning due to a large-scale cold front.

Noah stood in the open space of the Matou estate’s backyard, exhaling a breath of white mist.

Feeling the cold wind penetrate the thin, yet luxurious white kimono, covering his body with a layer of Deep Floor’s chill, Noah raised the long sword in his hand.

The sword’s blade was narrow and curved, its body shining brightly and clearly, like the reflection of a crescent moon in a clear spring.

With the sword’s body covered in a layer of white mist from the Flame Breath, Noah and his reflection on the sword gazed at each other in silence, his mind involuntarily recalling that snowy night’s encounter.

[Ryougi Shiki], you are indeed a woman with a deep sense of sin!

With a standard Japan Kendo stance, Noah grasped the sword hilt with both hands, raised the sword, and gazed intently at the void in front of him, his silver hair swaying.

Then, Noah took a step forward and swung his sword!

The already narrow sword blade transformed into a silver flash, creating 9 slashes in the void, emitting an ultimate sharpness that seemed to cut through all things!

However, such a breathtaking slash did not produce any sound, instead, it passed by like a Clear Wind, without even the sound of the Sword Qi piercing the air.

Until the 9 flashes merged into one and transformed back into the Japanese sword in Noah’s hand, a long, thick bamboo stick over ten meters away finally appeared with a long, mournful creaking sound, and eventually fell apart.

And as the bamboo pieces fell…

“Crack……”

Accompanied by the sound of thin ice being trampled, numerous cracks spread across the Japanese sword.

In the end, over a hundred pieces of the sword blade, like shattered silver, reflected the bamboo pieces over ten meters away, and fell to the ground at the same time.

Noah stood still, feeling the biting cold wind blowing from the distant sea and sky.

The deep bamboo forest rustled, and the sound of leaves and branches swaying could be heard from over a hundred meters away, mixed with the crisp sound of falling snow.

Even as footsteps approached, he didn’t turn around.

“I really don’t understand, what’s the point of you learning these Swordsmanship, human Martial Arts, and gun techniques, which are fundamentally meaningless to you?”

Seeing the fragments at Noah’s feet, Matou Kariya knew that another priceless, legendary sword had been used up, one that could have supported an ordinary family’s livelihood.

In the past year, the number of valuable weapons consumed by Noah was not small.

If all of them were to be cashed in, it would probably require selling off ten Matou families to repay the debt.

Fortunately, Noah didn’t have a particular fondness for these so-called famous swords, famous blades, and famous guns, and only occasionally purchased them out of interest, with most being custom-made at the factory.

No wonder, in Modern society, there aren’t many instances of ‘cutting iron like mud’, mainly because in large cities, any metal worthy of being called ‘iron’ would be extremely rare in Ancient times, a truly precious Material.

With Noah’s occasional assistance, the Matou Family not only avoided bankruptcy but even saw a slight increase in assets.

However, compared to these aspects, Matou Kariya was more concerned about why Noah was so interested in the things of the human world.

Because he already knew that Noah wasn’t a Magus, but a Heroic Spirit, far stronger than a Magus, a legendary hero who had created epic legends and influenced the course of the world.

Although it was an Otherworld Heroic Spirit he had never heard of, its stature was clearly not low, and even describing it as a humanoid, self-guided Nuclear Bomb wouldn’t be entirely accurate.

Such an existence, if interested in human culture and entertainment, would be one thing, but it actually enjoyed learning Swordsmanship, Martial Arts, gun techniques, and fist techniques.

Even though many times it was just a cursory glance, like a child watching an Animation, to Matou Kariya, it was still incomprehensible.

It was as if a super genius who had won the Nobel Prize in mathematics was obsessed with children’s math books in a library.

What, there’s no Nobel Prize in mathematics?

Well, never mind.

“Battle is a matter of wagering one’s will, conviction, Spirit, and life, transcending and sublimating between life and death, infinitely subtle and infinitely wonderful; if it’s only judged by its power, it would be too boring.”

In Noah’s view, if battle was only for killing the opponent, it would be as uninteresting as eating only to fill one’s stomach.

One should enjoy both grand, national banquets and street food; that’s what it means to be well-rounded.

Battle is an inevitable form of struggle that arises from the existence of life, and every kind of long-standing fighting style must condense the survival core of a group or even a civilization.

For example, Ais’s Swordsmanship posed no threat to Noah, obviously.

But that didn’t mean it was something a -year-old girl should master.

In that Swordsmanship, Noah glimpsed a sharpness as swift and light as the wind.

So, when he first saw Ais charging into the Dungeon, he was surprised by that Swordsmanship.

To him, it was like a person accustomed to chunks of beef suddenly tasting matcha-flavored pudding, a subtly surprising sensation.

…Perhaps this Berserker was only seemingly sane, and in reality, his entire Spirit was Distorted.

Matou Kariya felt like a mere mortal, unable to comprehend, nor wanting to understand that realm.

So he chose to change the subject, his expression turning serious.

“In a few days, the Holy Grail War will begin; should we make any preparations?”

Noah returned to the engawa and sat down, picking up a bowl of pudding dessert, savoring it slowly.

“What else can we prepare? Isn’t everything that needed to be done, done? Did you not secure that Holy Relic during your trip to Europe?”

Matou Kariya lifted his suitcase, his gaze piercing through to the contents within.

It was a document, existing in a small region on the east coast of the Black Sea.

Even so, Matou Kariya had to exert a great deal of effort to obtain it.

“Is this really alright? Isn’t Caster the weakest Servant?”

Among the 7 standard classes, it is generally acknowledged that Saber has the highest Attributes excluding Mana, Lancer the highest Agility, and Archer the strongest Skills or Noble Phantasms, making them the strongest Heroic Spirits.

Whereas Caster, who requires the highest Mana, is considered the weakest Servant.

There are many reasons for this.

For instance, most Heroic Spirits have a certain resistance to Mana to weaken the effects of Magecraft; a Caster caught in close combat might even be instantly killed by a Modern Magus with some Martial Arts training.

But Matou Kariya believed that the fundamental reason Caster was unpopular was that this was a Heroic Spirit unable to initiate an attack.

Although Caster could create a formidable defensive fortress with the boost of Territory Creation, the problem was, what if no one came to attack you?

Not to mention that in the Holy Grail War, remaining hidden is the best defense.

Once a Heroic Spirit and their Master are discovered, if they cannot eliminate the enemy, they must immediately retreat; otherwise, they will eventually face successive attacks from other Masters and Heroic Spirits.

Can Caster’s Magecraft stronghold withstand the combined assault of all the Heroic Spirits?

Once Caster leaves the stronghold, he might not even be able to retreat.

For Matou Kariya, who has made defeating Tohsaka Tokiomi his top priority, this is an unacceptable weakness.

Although he knows that with his nearly nonexistent Mana, even summoning the strongest Servant, Saber, would be pointless, as using a few Noble Phantasm would likely drain him completely.

But still, choosing Assassin would be better than nothing!

After finishing his pudding, Noah gazed at Matou Kariya with a bland expression.

“I think you still haven’t grasped the true nature of the Holy Grail War,”

“Huh?”

“Do you think this is a one-on-one duel between you and Tohsaka Tokiomi, like a Knight’s duel?”

With just one sentence, Matou Kariya was snapped out of his obsession with defeating Tohsaka Tokiomi.

That’s right, the Holy Grail War is a free-for-all, not a one-on-one duel.

Before taking down the other contenders, he wouldn’t even have a chance to face Tohsaka Tokiomi.

What’s even the point of talking about defeating him?

“Sorry.”

Though Noah wasn’t looking at him, Matou Kariya still hung his head in shame.

“Whether it’s you or me, our biggest problem right now is Mana deficiency, that’s our Achilles’ heel. Obtaining enough Mana is more important than summoning any powerful Servant.”

Looking up at the sky, Noah reached out his hand, staring at his palm, a spark of excitement flashed in his sapphire eyes.

The past year could be said to be the most carefree time in his life, spending each day eating, sleeping, and entertaining himself without a worry in the world, feeling like his bones were rusting.

Because of this, Noah was even more eager to quickly solve the problem of Mana deficiency so he could fully enjoy the upcoming battles.

However, even though Noah had spent a lot of time researching ways to obtain Mana from the Great Source.

He wasn’t sure if it was due to his Class, but his progress was excruciatingly slow.

So, he chose a shortcut……eating soft rice.

In the Age of Gods, the Great Source was omnipresent, and almost every divine generation Magus could obtain Mana from it.

If he summoned a divine generation Magus as a Caster, he should be able to supply himself with enough Mana quickly.

Eh, maybe he could even complete his mission of Magecraft enlightenment for Matou Sakura and Asagami Fujino!

After all, the Magecraft knowledge Noah learned from the notes was quite specialized and incomplete, not suitable for children.

Killing 2 birds with one stone!

I’m such a genius!

“By the way, when I was in Europe, I heard some news, the Einzbern Family invited the Mage’s Association wanted Magus Assassin, Emiya Kiritsugu to help them in the Holy Grail War.”

Noah had heard of this name before.

After all, excluding the influence of moral feelings, he quite appreciates the spirit that does not abide by martial ethics.

What shit Magus system and Spirit?

Just a group of new era residues struggle!

​​This is an era where firearms, or material weapons dominate, and embracing the new era is what we should do.

Of course, this does not prevent Noah from being alert after hearing his name.

After all, this is someone who would undoubtedly attack the Matou Family with explosives and rocket launchers, even going so far as to kidnap Matou Sakura and Asagami Fujino.

“Tohsaka Tokiomi recently arranged for Tohsaka Aoi and his daughter to move to a neighboring city. Should we do something about it?”

Noah understood Matou Kariya’s meaning, but after thinking it over, he shook his head.

“It’s pointless. Not to mention that we have no one to look after them elsewhere, we’d need to send them abroad to be truly safe. Besides, if we could summon a powerful enough Magus, the Matou Family would become the most solid fortress.”

Considering their current situation, Matou Kariya had to nod in acknowledgment, feeling somewhat frustrated by his own helplessness.

Right now, the only one who could support the battle situation was Noah.

And as for himself, or rather, the others, it wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say they were a burden.

Realizing this, Matou Kariya also understood the urgent need for a Caster.

Not only did Noah urgently need to acquire Mana, but they also needed protection.

Hopefully, they could summon successfully.

With that thought flashing through his mind, Matou Kariya quickly shifted his mood, a hint of a smile crossing his eyes.

“Speaking of which, Emiya Kiritsugu did something in Europe that had a significant impact on us. Did you know?”

“Oh? Did he steal the Holy Relic that Tohsaka Tokiomi prepared?”

The smile hadn’t even fully formed before it completely froze, making Matou Kariya’s expression quite comical.

“How do you know?”

“Is there anything besides making Tohsaka Tokiomi unlucky that could make you smile so obviously?”

After a moment of silence, Matou Kariya finally sat down helplessly on the corridor.

“…That’s right, he did steal Tohsaka Tokiomi’s Holy Relic. However, I found out about this news because of another individual… the Mage’s Association’s Clock Tower’s Lord El-Melloi, Kenneth El-Melloi Archibald. He’s a figure from the Clock Tower’s Feng Yun (Storm Riders), and he recently intercepted the Einzbern Family’s Holy Relic, which has sparked quite a discussion among the European Magus community.”

Noah quickly found the key point in this and couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow.

“This Archibald, is he also going to participate in the Holy Grail War?”

The center of the Magecraft world, without a doubt, is in Europe, and the Clock Tower is one of Europe’s cores.

Compared to the Magus who can be in the High Floors of the Clock Tower, Tohsaka Tokiomi can only be considered a third-rate Magus from the countryside.

The Holy Relic that such a person can prepare must be extraordinary, right?

“Haha, I heard that Tohsaka Tokiomi has now sold all of his Magecraft patents in the Clock Tower, and it’s estimated that he’s fretting over finding a new Holy Relic!”

In Matou Kariya’s almost breathless laughter, Noah leisurely returned to the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, and brought out several plates of desserts to slowly savor.

But without any restraint, Noah subconsciously looked towards the front hall.

Oh, home from school?

Noah, who had been eager for battle just now, listened carefully and couldn’t help but twitch his eyebrows.

This is bad.

Although the footsteps and Breathing Technique sounds seem very steady, they are actually filled with excitement and urgency.

Could it be that she really got a perfect score on all subjects?

Thinking of this, Noah suddenly became a little restless.

Run?

Why run?

Is it really necessary to be so frightened by a little girl?

But feeling the footsteps getting closer, he couldn’t help but feel a little anxious.

By the time Noah subconsciously stood up and wanted to leave the kitchen, it was already too late.

A petite figure had already blocked his path…

“Noah! I got a perfect score! All subjects!!”

Looking at Asagami Fujino’s eyes, which were faintly sparkling behind her glasses, her small face flushed, Noah forced himself to remain calm.

“Um, con, congratulations, Fujino, that’s amazing! Have a piece of cake…”

Although Noah wanted to change the subject, Asagami Fujino kept a sweet yet somewhat passionate smile, came up and directly hugged his arm, locking him tightly in her embrace.

Girls develop early and quickly, especially for a girl like Asagami Fujino.

A year had passed, and she had not only grown nearly a head taller than before, but her legs were also more slender, and her chest was also fuller and softer, already considered voluptuous.

“Noah, you promised me before!”

Just one sentence, and all the words Noah wanted to say were blocked in his throat, and then he was forcibly dragged back to the bedroom by Asagami Fujino.

Before closing the door, Asagami Fujino cast a subtle glance towards the hallway outside the door.

The moment the door closed, Matou Sakura, her face cold and silent, emerged with her backpack, her eyes fixed on the door as if glaring at a cat that had stolen some cream.

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