Type-Moon, Path of the Magus

In Fuyuki City, as an ordinary transmigrator, Xia Yuan lives a peaceful and stable life here that even Yoshikage Kira would envy.

Maintaining the principle of staying one step ahead of disaster, as long as he runs fast enough, trouble can’t catch up to him, living safely in this dangerous world.

However, his life trajectory begins to deviate extremely after being drawn into the “Holy Grail War,” a massive magical ritual held in the hidden world.

The Avenger named Count of Monte Cristo extends his hand to him, the great British magician Merlin applauds his story, and the excitement of the story is just beginning to unfold.

“Those Years I Spent in the Type-Moon World”

Volume One: The Fourth Holy Grail War [Beginning]

Prologue: The Outsider in Fuyuki City

[It is because we met that everything can begin–]

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Long, long ago, magic and science were both fields of study.

But as time passed, the mysteries existing on this planet began to disappear, and the existence of magic was gradually forgotten by people.

Until today, magic has become a concept that only exists in fantasy. Those families who still possess complete magical traditions are, without exception, ancient families with long histories. Clearly, the way of magic has completely faded from human society.

In the unseen side of the world, they call themselves magi.

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Time: Winter, 1990.

Location: Fuyuki City, Hyogo Prefecture, Japan.

On this day, an unfortunate soul from another world, like many of his predecessors, was sent here on a fine weather day by some otherworldly human trafficking organization using a truck as their tool of crime.

As a 21st-century youth who had been trafficked, he was very speechless.

He was walking on the pedestrian crossing, strictly following traffic rules. Although he heard a violent roaring sound in his ears, before he could react, he was directly sent to another world by the front of a truck.

When Xia Yuan opened his eyes, the originally fine summer day had suddenly turned into a bitterly cold winter.

He was truly dumbfounded.

The crowds passed by around him, and he felt lost and confused among them.

Along with the unfamiliar city, there was also the language spoken by the passing crowds that he couldn’t understand. When he truly figured out the situation, he found it even harder to accept such an absurd event.

But after being thrown onto the streets of another world to wander for a few weeks, no matter how much you don’t want to accept it, you have to obediently face reality.

At the beginning of his transmigration, he had also wondered if he would, like those predecessors, possess some cheating ability, or carry some system-like cheat, ready to start a new life in this world.

But he found out he was thinking too much. Those few weeks of hardship made him completely bow his head to this cruel reality.

Sleeping on the streets, picking up garbage, and even fighting with homeless people for a clean bench in the park.

He lived such a vagrant life for a long time, but fortunately, he didn’t give up. No matter how many hardships there were, he would always look for a way to break through.

Even if down and out, he couldn’t kneel down. This was the principle he had to follow through.

…

Knock knock knock…

In a small courtyard with a nameplate reading “Fujimura Family” near the suburbs of Fuyuki City, someone gently knocked on the wooden gate of the courtyard.

“Miss Taiga, are you home?”

“Coming, coming.”

Accompanied by the voice of an energetic girl, the wooden door was pushed open from the inside.

At the doorway, two people met.

Inside was a yakuza young lady with a tea-colored ponytail, wearing sportswear and full of energy.

Outside was a yakuza youth with black messy hair, wearing a long black robe, smiling and greeting her.

“Long time no see, Miss Taiga.”

“Oh, it’s Xia-kun? Why are you visiting me so late? Did those guys from the Yamaguchi group cause trouble again? Do you need me to go and beat them up for you?” Seeing who it was, Taiga smiled happily, waving her small fists excitedly while speaking.

It was clear that she was in a good mood.

The new year should start with such full energy.

“Please spare me. If I bring you to a gang fight, the old man will surely get angry,” Xia Yuan just smiled, rubbed her head, and joked.

“Also, girls shouldn’t always be fighting and killing. If the boss finds out, he’ll put you under house arrest again.”

“Geez, don’t always use my grandfather to pressure me.”

“But it’s okay, he wouldn’t bear to punish me anyway.” Taiga patted her chest confidently and said.

“Besides, my skills are very good. Those idiots from the Yamaguchi group are no match for me at all. When the time comes, I’ll lead you to defeat them all.”

Seeing the confident look of the girl, Xia Yuan smiled and didn’t say much, just handed over the prepared gift.

“What’s this?”

“It’s a New Year’s gift for you, and I’m also helping the boss pass on a message.”

“Passing on a message from Grandfather?”

“That’s right. He asked me to tell you that the Fujimura group will be very busy for a while, so you should behave yourself at home and not wander around. Also, school will start after the New Year, so don’t forget about your winter vacation homework.”

Taking the package and feeling the familiar weight and shape in her hands, Taiga’s face suddenly froze. Like a deflated balloon, she lost all her previous vitality.

“Ugh…”

So the so-called New Year’s gift was actually winter vacation homework…

This New Year’s gift was really too heavy.

“The New Year needs to be celebrated, but winter vacation homework also needs to be completed. Anyway, do your best, young lady. A bright future is waiting for you.”

(QAQ)

Seeing the girl’s interesting sour face, Xia Yuan’s mood also improved. He rubbed her head, not intending to tease her anymore, then took out a fairly thick red envelope from his pocket and handed the prepared red packet to her.

“Happy New Year, here’s your New Year money.”

Since he was picked up by the Fujimura group a few years ago, he had saved up some money over this long time. Although still not wealthy, giving some New Year money to a child was not a problem.

Although the young lady of the Fujimura group wouldn’t lack money, as a relatively older senior, this bit of goodwill still needed to be expressed.

“Thank you very much, brother Xia Yuan.”

Taiga, who received the red envelope, grinned and put the New Year money into her pocket.

No matter which child it is, they would be very happy about “receiving New Year money”.

What she wanted wasn’t the money, she just simply liked the “New Year money”.

After a round of laughter and chatter, this New Year’s visit also came to an end. Xia Yuan didn’t stay any longer, refusing Taiga’s invitation to come in and visit, he turned and left.

Walking on the empty road, watching the snowflakes falling, Xia Yuan couldn’t help but start recalling his experiences over these years.

He had been in this world for almost three years, and his experiences during these three years could be described as rich and colorful. First, he used his original foundation to completely learn Japanese during his vagrant life.

After that, he used the little money he earned from picking up scraps to start a small vendor business, although he was often chased by city management and gangsters for unlicensed business and inability to pay protection fees. He had also thought about taking the path of plagiarism.

But in 1994, whether future things would work here was uncertain, let alone that he only knew fragments of the content in books. The stock in his brain was far from enough to be a plagiarist, so this path was certainly not feasible.

However, through more honest sales and his own law-abiding behavior, he managed to barely establish a foothold in the small streets after more than half a year. Later, when the Fujimura group was recruiting, he finally had a normal occupation.

Although being a yakuza couldn’t be considered a normal occupation, with his completely unregistered status, probably no regular job would dare to employ him.

After that, his daily routine gradually changed from setting up stalls and picking up scraps to collecting some protection fees on the streets every day, and sometimes having to fight with people from the Yamaguchi group, of course, while also avoiding the police.

Life was plain but fulfilling, at least he didn’t have to continue wandering and fighting for food like a stray dog, and he had a foothold and support in this world.

With his relatively advanced ideas and an attitude of cherishing this hard-earned job, he always maintained full enthusiasm. Even for very tricky things, he could complete them very beautifully, which made him highly valued in the Fujimura group.

Recently, because of his previous suggestions, the boss also felt that their Fujimura group should indeed adapt to the changes of the times, so they began to lean towards the legal side, and started investing in many electronic industries. Even the style of their subordinates became more restrained.

The gradual transformation from black to white was proceeding in an orderly manner. Originally, he thought these plain days would continue for a long time.

But unfortunately, these plain days were broken a few days ago.

…

Carrying the dinner he bought at the discount supermarket, Xia Yuan rode his bike back to his house.

This house with a not small area was still a residence awarded to him by the old man when he made many contributions to the Fujimura group and became a core member.

One day, the Fujimura group leader heard that Xia Yuan was still living in a cramped single apartment, so he said: A man should have a home. Don’t look at your youth now, but whether you start a family or retire in the future, you need a place to settle down. Just right, he had an old house near the East Wood outer ring that was used as a rest stop when the organization was just starting, but it’s not needed now, so he very generously rewarded it to this junior.

Sighing deeply, when he habitually took out his key to open the door, the door of the house opened automatically, and a magnetic male voice came from inside.

“Welcome back, Master.”

“I’m back, Count.”

Responding faintly, Xia Yuan took off his shoes and walked in from the entrance.

The figure sitting in the room was a cool and handsome man with a cold temperament, just his cold aura could save a large sum of air conditioning costs for the entire room, it felt cold just being in front of him.

Facing this man’s greeting, Xia Yuan replied unhurriedly.

“Good evening, Count. Have you finished reading those books I bought for you again?”

Xia Yuan didn’t dare to have any offense towards this ancestor who appeared to him.

Although he wasn’t as difficult to get along with as imagined, Xia Yuan always maintained caution towards Servants.

Although he was now his Master, he knew very well what kind of person he was. He wasn’t Fujimaru Ritsuka, didn’t have her almost divine personal charm, was just a third-rate Master who hadn’t even activated his magic circuits, so how could he command these heroes? Therefore, he always kept his attitude very low.

Moreover, the one he summoned was also a bit unexpected.

To say he had a good temper, but he was a real anti-hero, with Chaotic Evil alignment, completely describable as capricious.

But in a sense, he was unexpectedly easy to get along with. At least during this time, he had never caused any trouble for him, just liked to go out alone and stay at home reading books.

“It’s no longer necessary, I’ve read most of the books I’m interested in…”

The Count shook his head, looked at Xia Yuan who had just returned home, and specially pushed over a cup of coffee that he had prepared in advance, still revealing that elegance in his every move.

“Drink it, Master. It’s very easy to get sick after being blown by the cold wind for so long.”

“Coffee again…”

Seeing the steaming black coffee, Xia Yuan couldn’t help but swallow.

“What’s wrong? Although it’s not some expensive coffee, the taste is passable.”

“Count, the coffee you make tastes very good, but I’m really not good at tasting this bitter flavor.”

Xia Yuan smiled bitterly, but didn’t intend to refuse the Count’s kindness. He picked up the coffee the Count handed over, prepared to drink.

“Is that so…”

The Count sitting opposite somehow came to his side, used his hand to block the cup, then took out sugar cubes from his pocket and handed them over, saying: “Pure coffee is indeed very bitter. If you’re not good at it, add some sugar cubes before drinking.”

Looking at the sugar cubes handed over, Xia Yuan felt a bit surprised. If they hadn’t been living together for a long time, it would be really hard to imagine that this cold Count of Monte Cristo would actually have such a gentle side. He quietly looked up and stared at the Count in front of him for a moment.

Thinking in his heart: Isn’t this very gentle…

“Hmm? What’s wrong? Is there something on my face?” Noticing Xia Yuan staring at him, the Count frowned slightly.

“No, nothing.”

Xia Yuan shook his head and lowered his head to continue tasting the coffee.