Danmachi: Voyager of Worlds Ability

[61] : Magic, Mystery, and the Pursuit of Power

"The Holy Grail War!"

"A battle royale between seven mages, each summoning a legendary hero from history using a relic and the power of the Greater Grail. The victor obtains the Holy Grail, a wish-granting device capable of fulfilling any desire."

"Commanding these legendary Heroic Spirits in a deadly struggle, without regard for titles or authority, relying solely on strength and skill. A brutal and violent, yet ultimately fair, magical ritual."

Gazing at the knowledge contained within the book before him, Wever clutched the case in his arms, his heart ablaze with fervent ambition.

Just yesterday, in the midst of a lecture hall, his teacher, Lord El-Melloi II, had contemptuously dismissed his thesis, casting it aside with a flick of his wrist.

Humiliated before his peers, subjected to their mocking laughter, Wever had felt a burning shame unlike anything he'd experienced before.

He convinced himself that his teacher, Kenneth, was merely jealous of his talent, resorting to such harsh treatment to suppress his brilliance.

He refused to accept defeat.

Fueled by this conviction, upon learning of Kenneth's impending departure for a magical competition in a remote island nation in the Far East, Wever began diligently researching the event.

Ultimately, he managed to intercept the relic Kenneth had prepared, intending to participate in this Holy Grail War himself and prove his worth to the world.

However, as he finalized his preparations for his journey to Fuyuki City, a scene from the past flashed vividly in his mind.

"So you're saying I'm about to reach the peak of my life?"

"No, you're about to plummet into the depths of despair, embarking on a long and arduous journey."

The words of the enigmatic young man echoed in his ears, prompting Wever, luggage in hand, to find himself drawn to the very spot where he had first encountered the pair.

Gazing at the familiar surroundings, he shook his head in disbelief.

"What am I even thinking? There's no way I'll run into them here again!"

"And even if I did, what then? It was all just a scam."

"No, it wasn't a scam!"

A clear, ringing voice suddenly pierced the air behind him.

Startled, Wever nearly leaped out of his skin.

Turning around, he found himself face-to-face with a beautiful girl with silver hair and violet eyes.

"Are you a companion of those two from before?"

"Indeed. Gabriel and Mika are in a nearby apartment. Please, follow me."

"Wait, I..."

As Airmid gestured for him to follow, a flustered Wever instinctively tried to refuse.

However, Airmid's words cut him short.

"If you've come this far, you must have lingering doubts you wish to have Mika resolve. Are you truly content to remain here, unresolved?"

"..."

"I understand! I'll go with you."

Driven by the questions that plagued his mind, Wever finally relented, following Airmid towards their apartment.

As Airmid pushed open the door, Wever's eyes were drawn to a complex diagram floating in mid-air.

"This is... a Magic Circuit Diagram!"