True Magician

Chapter 56

Kuoh Academy.

The sounds of the battle between the demon dragon and the hero of justice echoed throughout the area, diluting its absolute silence. The black and white light of Emiya's blades clashed with the white and blue light of Vali's fists and wings. Their silhouettes darted from side to side, accompanied by flashes from the clashes of their weapons and making the battle look like a movie.

Vali was strong and knew how to fight, if I do say so. He used his advantage of flight and sharp lunges towards Archer, relying on his superior strength.

Emiya, on the other hand, realizing that it was a bit difficult for him to reach Vali in the sky, switched to his bow from time to time. The suicidal swordsmanship technique Archer was famous for, leaving open spots in his stance, worked just as well.

All because both Vali and Emiya were used to fighting a stronger opponent. Archer would deliberately lure the enemy to attack his weaknesses and then counterattack. And Vali was used to taking every opportunity to overpower his opponent.

In the end, it all boiled down to each of them trying to outplay their opponent. Of course, Archer is stronger and could have just projected Balmung or Ascalon and then solve everything quickly, but he didn't. I understand he wanted to test himself after training with Grandpa.

But it was safe to say that both Emiya and Vali were enjoying the fight, judging from their satisfied smirks. Even when they missed their opponent's punch, the fight didn't stop, but became more and more intense. And all this was being watched by me and the faction representatives in the same half-destroyed room.

- "Amazing..." Xenovia murmured, her eyes fixed on the battle.

- "Indeed," Griselda nodded, "At first, I thought this Archer was an amateur, but now I see the point. To make you let your guard down and take advantage of it. Impressive."

- "Ro-tan, who is Archer? I don't remember any heroes named 'Emiya'." Serafall asked, and the others nodded. Except, of course, Gabriel.

- "Sister?" Michael asked her.

- "His soul... It has a lot of light and... fire..." Gabriel muttered in an unsure tone, "A wasteland filled with weapons... But I can feel life there. Bright and blooming, as if he had found what he was looking for. And relatively recently..."

I grinned.

From what I understand, she possesses 'Clear Eyes', showing the true essence. Interesting that she mentioned the life and the find. The life in his Soul Mirror? Obviously it was because of his encounter with Artoria and Medusa. After-all, they were his light, as were Rin, Sakura, Luvia, and Illya. Speaking of which, maybe I should summon one of them? It would definitely be fun with Ishtar. Especially Gilgamesh.

- "The Throne of Heroes is outside of time and space. Hence, it's quite possible to summon a hero from the future," I said.

- "But where did he get the Hrunting? Didn't it belong to Beowulf?" Sirzechs asked.

- "Magic," I said, waving my hands apart in a cute rainbow, and his eyebrow twitched. "And by the way, there's something you want to ask me. I can see it on your face."

- "Ah..." he sighed tiredly, and Serafall and Greyfia glanced at him briefly, "What are your plans for the Underworld? Sona has already told me that you have no interest in ruling or anything else, but still."

- "What about him? Don't tell me they're pressuring you and want to start a war against me."

- "In general terms," he admitted tiredly, "They're scared. Scared that you will destroy the foundations of antiquity. The Council is very old, Romani-san, and they don't like change."