The sacred right side of a certain comic

Roy raised his hand and killed a heroic spirit instantly. Although this Hephaestion was not the close friend of Alexander the Great in real history, he was just a person who was not recorded in history and was the shadow of Alexander the Great. A fake that exists, but precisely because she has the two names of 'Alexander' and 'Hephaestion', she can actually get some of the legendary bonuses of these two heroes.

But such a powerful heroic spirit that does not exist in history has completely returned to the 'Realm Record Tape' without even catching a single move. Hatteras seems to have already understood this result. , his expression never changed from beginning to end

"It's a pity that I actually get along quite well with this fake heroic spirit without a name, otherwise she wouldn't be the one I summoned with Iscandar's holy relic."

Hatteres saw his servant die like this. He exhaled slightly, with a slight sigh in his tone.

"But if you are the one who takes action, then this result is inevitable. You must know that you are the 'Supreme Bishop' who can reverse time and send me back to twenty years ago, and who holds the true miracle."

Hatteres laughed at himself. Even when facing someone like Roy who could easily take his life, he didn't have any panic. Apart from the fear that comes from human instinct, it can be seen that Hartres has indeed become obsessed with himself. He doesn’t care about life and is willing to meet the end of death at any time.

Under the clock tower, there is a mysterious space that is said to be the corpse of an ancient dragon. It is called the spiritual tomb Albion. In the long ago, it mysteriously disappeared from the earth. At that time, the fantasy creatures of the Age of Gods could no longer survive on the ground.

In order to survive, this terrifying dragon, which had no name left in the Age of Gods, dug underground in what is now London, hoping to dig into the Inner Sea of ​​Stars. So that he, a relic of the age of gods, could survive.

But it failed in the end, and its life came to an end when it was dug halfway, so its corpse was left in the ground. Due to various environmental reasons, its corpse did not disappear, and It was divided into countless pieces to form an existence form like a different space, and it stayed permanently between the inner sea of ​​stars and the surface of the earth.

And the space formed by its corpse still preserved the atmosphere of the Age of Gods, many ancient fantasy species and the Age of Gods. Other materials can be found in his corpse. This is the origin of the spiritual tomb Albion.

It is not the spiritual tomb Albion that came after the clock tower was built, but the clock tower was built on the spiritual tomb Albion. Above, the body of the clock tower is the spiritual tomb.

The reason why the clock tower has become the representative of the three major departments of the Magic Association, in addition to its excessive activity, is because of the existence of the spiritual tomb Albion. Magic is a technology. If you want to practiceTo perform magic, you need physical bodies, that is, raw materials and energy, and Albion, the spiritual tomb, can continuously produce new physical bodies, and its importance to the clock tower can still be seen.

In fact, most of the magicians in the Clock Tower live in spiritual tombs, and there are only a small number of magicians on the surface. The development of the spiritual tombs is also the most important issue of the Clock Tower, and stealing the body from the spiritual tombs has also become a One of the biggest crimes recognized by the Clock Tower is that it is equivalent to digging up the roots of the Clock Tower..

Hartreth's original name was Kuro Kano. His parents were magicians who explored spiritual tombs. He was abandoned by his parents shortly after he was born. With a certain amount of luck, he escaped from the spiritual tomb Albion and came to the surface, becoming the magician at that time. Disciple of 'Hatteres', Minister of Modern Magic Science

‘Hatteres' discovered the secret entrance to a spiritual tomb, and used it to steal the body in the spiritual tomb. Kanojiro naturally became an accomplice, and in the end, Kanojiro was betrayed by other disciples of 'Hatres' Killing, he met Roy before he died. Roy had just completed the incomplete version of 'Return to Eternal Calamity' at that time, so he used him as the first test subject.

Just like a rebirth novel, Hanano Kuro was reborn. He was reborn twenty years ago and became his teacher Hatreth without memory!

Because he has no memory, there is no change in the world line after rebirth. He is still living according to the trajectory of Hatteres, until Hatteres meets his past self, Kuro Kano, until Kuro Kano becomes what is inevitable in fate. After being killed, his memory escaped the time paradox and was completely restored.

It was only at this time that he realized that whether it was Hartreth or Kano Kuro, it was actually him.

After recovering his memory, he left the Clock Tower and began to carry out his own plan.

However, this plan had just begun to take shape when it was destroyed by Roy.

"My life changed because of you. Until I finally got out of my confusion and finally had new ideas, I didn't expect that my new life would be destroyed by you before it even started. Thinking about it carefully, my life has really been played by you. In the applause, I am just an unqualified test product for you."

The man with a gloomy face showed a self-deprecating smile. He didn't have any hatred for Roy, because without Roy, he would have died thirty years ago in his life, and would not have survived the paradox of time. Until now, all he has mocked is the drama of fate. No matter how hard he tries, he cannot escape the punishment of fate.

"I also know your purpose. Modern magic is in decline. If you just ignore it, magic will completely disappear in the foreseeable future. So you want to return magic to the age of the gods. The magicians of the age of gods are because of their faith. Gods can perform the magic of the Age of Gods, so you want to directly create a god that can be believed by magicians, so as to bring magic back to the ancient past."

Roy saw Hartreth's plan at a glance, and directly told the prototype of the other party's plan that took ten years to complete.

"As expected, I couldn’t hide it from you. In fact, at first I thought you were the best person to become the object of belief among magicians. For this reason, my initial plan was to convert all magicians to the church and treat you as a living god. Give magicians magic, but I gave up this plan at the beginning. It's not that it's difficult to convert magicians to the church, but I can't know what you think."

"……If you don't want to, no one can force you."

Hatteres shrugged his shoulders and said with regret.

"After that, I thought of Iskandar. Alexander the Great lived in the Age of Gods BC. He was even said to be the son of Zeus, but in fact Alexander was a pure human being, so he was also a candidate to become a god."

"……For this reason, I concealed my name and secretly sneaked into the Observatory Caerleon, stole the inheritance left by a sealed magician named Noriken Emiya, and used the fragments of the Holy Grail and Weber's holy relics to summon Iskandar's substitute. , using the mystery of the age of gods left in Albion, the spiritual tomb, to summon 'God Iskandar' and make him the god of magic."

In the end, as long as the magicians believe in the god Iskandar, then the magic of the Gods will return.

Hartreth did not say this sentence, but Roy already knew what he wanted to say.

"It's a pity that you will never succeed, because the most important thing in the Age of Gods has never been the existence of a certain god, but the true ether contained in the atmosphere. Even if you really create an artificial god of magic, modern magicians will Unable to perform the magic of the Age of Gods, they must go to the spiritual tomb that still retains the Age of Gods environment in order to become Age of Gods magicians."

"……So this makes no sense. The final result of the magic is still to disappear from the earth."

As if he was looking at an animal that had been successfully tested, Roy looked at the former head of the Modern Magic Department with interest.

"It’s impossible that you don’t know this common sense, so is your goal really to bring back the magic of the Age of Gods and save modern magic?"

Roy's words went straight to the core of this problem.

Hartreth was stunned for a moment, he smiled helplessly, shook his head and said:"……Your wise eyes are really scary. Yes, in fact, I knew from the beginning that this plan would not be successful. There is no true ether in modern society. This was not my purpose from the beginning."

"……Did you know that the most beautiful thing in human beings is the glorious thing that can be dedicated to oneself, and it ends when one's life is the most glorious? That is the meaning of life that a person has. What I long for is actually that simple. In my life When life is the most glorious, I dedicate myself to make my life of being played with meaning."

Hatteres sighed, he slowly opened his arms and said to Roy:"……Being able to die in your hands is also glorious and glorious for me, so please do it quickly! Experimental products always need to be destroyed after research. Now is the time for you to destroy my experimental product."

"kill you? That's not a difficult task, but I don't have much interest. I actually gave up on you as a test subject from the beginning, because I have already completed the experiment on another person."

Roy finally measured Hartreth's body. After getting the data he needed, he turned around and left. Before he knew it, the forest of the seventh ancestor of the Dead Apostles had long since disappeared, and the cold weather And turned into warm softness

"Won't you kill me? I thought you were here just for Weber."

Hatteres lowered his arms and looked at Roy's back strangely.

"I'm not Weber's parent, why should I care about his life or death? I came here to observe your experimental data. Now that the matter is completed, I naturally have to leave."

"……Don't you like the glorious things that human beings devote themselves to? Then go and contribute your brilliance with Weber, and see whose brilliance is more dazzling, and see whose brilliance can be retained until the end."

Roy stopped and said with a smile to Hartreth, and then left completely without looking back.

Silently watching Roy's back disappear, Hartreth sighed,"……What a model of mysticism, Roy Crowley, supreme bishop of the Holy Church. In fact, you are the brilliance of the entire world, like the sun, shining on the entire human race!"

"……The most glorious moment of my life is actually becoming a test subject for a great person like you!"