True Magician

Chapter 30

Emiya residence.

- I... Thank you for saving me... I thought... that I would spend the rest of eternity in such a... state..." Azazel practically whispered in a weak voice as Gabriel spoon-fed him, her worried gaze never leaving him. Neither did Michael, who was sitting across from him.

Honestly, I'm still shaking from what happened in the house of the Governor General of the Fallen. I never thought I'd naturally find myself in a horror movie.

And Azazel? I managed to resuscitate him, although it took a lot of effort. With 3rd magic, I erased the most... unhealthy memories from his mind, scraping out every detail of what he'd been through. And now Azazel is slowly recovering with support from the archangels. Griselda stood behind Michael and watched the whole thing.

I didn't completely erase his memory because, given his temper, he would have wanted to get to the truth. He wouldn't now. Definitely not.

- Well... I didn't expect it to turn out this way. I'm sorry," I tilted my head toward Azazel, "I assure you, she won't bother you again.

At the mention of Nightingale, he began to tremble, and Gabriel hugged him gently to quiet his trembling.

- As... compensation, I'm willing to help you with one thing of yours and provide one Servant of your personal choice," I said and rubbed my temples, "Besides, I'm the reincarnation of Solomon. That's just for the record.

He froze and slowly looked up at me.

- Solomon? - He blinked with disbelieving eyes - The same Solomon I used to hang out with?

Heh. They hung out together? I guess my local counterpart's attraction to women brought him and Azazel closer together.

- I don't know about that, since I'm not him," I shrugged and turned toward Michael, "Where did our conversation break down? Ah, yes. Solomon's abilities.

I paused for a moment before continuing.

- Since the theory of parallel universes makes sense because of the Space Between Dimensions and the existence of two dragon gods... In short, I'm from another world.

- Another world? - Michaell was surprised, but not too much - Can I ask how different it is from ours?

- Not much. It's just that mankind has left the gods there," I began, to which I received a raised eyebrow from the current ruler of the Heavens and a surprised look from his sister, "In my world, time can be divided into three eras: Gods, fairies, and humans. During the first one, supernatural beings walked amongst ordinary humans and it was considered the norm.

- That is, what is happening now. - Michael commented thoughtfully.

- Right, - I nodded - In the second - something happened and dealt with almost all of them. It was then, with the support of the planet itself, that the fairies forged Excalibur, the physical embodiment of the prayer called "glory", which is conceptually indestructible as long as at least one person is alive. And now do you understand why I called your Excaliburs 'toothpicks'?

- Unfortunately," Griselda replied, "your sword is far superior to ours, though I don't want to admit that fact. After all, ours was forged by God himself. And if your words are true, this sword can defeat even someone like Shiva, the god of destruction, and is virtually indestructible.

- With enough mana? No question. And not "virtually indestructible," but "indestructible in principle." Well, at least as long as one person is alive. But that doesn't matter, because the power of the gods depends on the number of believers, does it? - I grinned, to which I got a nod - What am I talking about? Exactly. And the third one - only a few still walk among humans and are carefully hidden due to some factors I won't mention. And that's the one going on at the moment, the age of man.