The Noble Phantasm that Emiya usually projects is only the sword, but that's because of his origin.
He can actually project other Noble Phantasms as well.
However, that would consume several times the magic power, and after gaining the power of the Vulcan, his projection ability has been further strengthened.
In this case, projecting this book will be much easier.
But others don't see it that way.
"It's projection magic" Fiore looked at Emiya's operation with a confused expression.
"How is this possible?
A useless magic like projection magic can actually project a Noble Phantasm, which is still A-level."
It is simply beyond the common sense of all normal magicians.
Not only will the things projected by projection magic disappear after a period of time, but the magic power spent is completely out of proportion to the results obtained.
However, now such a scene appeared in their eyes, but it completely broke their common sense.
The Noble Phantasm serves as the ultimate weapon for the Servant.
The hero's certificate he holds.
The crystallization of human longing for a miracle.
But the servant in front of him projected this miracle using a useless magic like projection magic.
Completely unthinkable.
"If I have to say it, it's just that my projection magic is a bit special."
"Yeah" Chiron seemed to understand something and nodded.
"Speaking of which, I feel like you are a caster now."
Luo Xie, the master of Wei Palace, glanced at Wei Palace in surprise.
This is true.
To be honest, what Emiya, the Master, is most interested in is the magic doll manufacturing technology.
However, after Emiya was summoned, he did not show any magic talent at all.
The only time he showed it was directly There is an inherent boundary.
However, Luo Xie was really not interested in this kind of thing, which resulted in him not having much communication with Emiya.
It can be said that it was only now that Luo Xie noticed that his servant was a caster "Okay, now that I know my real name, Rider, it's okay to leave the defensive technique to you."
"Leave it to me, I will show you the power of Charlemagne's twelve warriors" Astolfo's confident look also infected many people.
In this way, the meeting ended in a short time.
Thousand World Tree Castle, in Emiya's room.
Arturia was watching TV programs boredly.
She may be the most boring existence in this castle.
Unlike the previous Holy Grail Wars, where she was worried about the Holy Grail, she only came here because of that naughty child who caused trouble.
However, no matter how many times I faced her, I still felt a little unable to start.
Watching a program about parent-child relationships on TV, Artoria sighed helplessly, cleared away the last cookie in front of her, and turned off the TV at the same time.
Totally no useful information.
The situation between myself and Mordred is so special that even the most bloody soap opera in the world would not be able to create such a plot.
Sighing secretly.
Arturia turned around and thought about another thing.
He turned aside the clock and looked at the hour hand that was already pointing to seven o'clock, and subconsciously touched his stomach.
It seems it's time for dinner Dai Mao shrugged involuntarily.
Although there is no need to worry about the consumption of magic power this time, and as a servant, there is no need to eat at all, but since eating from the Emiya family during the Fifth War, eating on time has become very important to her.
At this point, let’s stop thinking about Mordred.
But what are we going to eat today?
The veal steak I saw Mordred eat that time seemed good.
Do you want to try that?
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Just when I was thinking about what I wanted in the end, there was a knock on the door. dong dong dong Um, is it Shirou?
After passing this thought, he went to open the door, but what appeared in front of him was not the heroic spirit Emiya in red, but Mordred, who was still thinking about how to deal with it before.
"Mordred, you actually came here on your own initiative."
"Why, is it weird that I come here?"
Facing Artoria's question, Mordred said this, looked around, glanced at the dining table in the living room, and continued.
"Can you come in?"
"Come in."
Although I don’t know why I came here this time, I don’t have any other questions.
Turning around, he opened the door and let Mordred in.
"Isn't that bastard back yet?"
"You should show respect to Shirou, Mordred."
Already knowing what Mordred called Emiya, although he was a little unhappy, he just scolded him.
"What do you have to do with Shirou?
I don't believe you would come to him for no reason."
"No, no traffic jam, I just asked if he was there by the way."
As if being told something that was on his mind, Mordred blushed and retorted somewhat coyly.
"By the way, he should be here at this time."
"this time" The gap was such that there was something wrong in Mordred's words, and Artoria began to think subconsciously.
Suddenly, her eyes noticed Mordred who had been peeking at her, and she remembered her previous behavior.
"You're not here to eat, are you?"
Her face suddenly became serious, Arturia looked at Mordred and said these words.
Sky courtyard.
Atalanta sat in her room, silent for a long time.
Servants on the red side are all assigned their own private rooms in the "Sky Courtyard of the Vanities". certainly.
Originally, just turning into a spiritual body would solve the problem, but most servants still prefer to stay in a physical state.
And this is especially true when there is no uneasiness factor in the supply of magic power.
However, for the servants who do not need to eat or sleep, the purpose of the room is only to protect privacy.
However, the privacy of the servants is almost pitiful.
From this point, the room seems to have lost its original purpose.
Atalanta looked at her right hand and said nothing.
She had been like this since she solved Jack the Ripper, locking herself in a room.
During this period, although Achilles came several times out of worry, he still did not enter the house.
The right hand that has taken off the protective gear is the part where the evil spirit is possessed.
Staring at the discolored right hand.
I saw that it was covered with more than ten or twenty layers of black snake-like markings.
She knew that she had been possessed by a vengeful spirit, but Jack the Ripper had disappeared from this world, and the remaining vengeful spirits could only affect ordinary magicians.
Under normal circumstances, it was impossible to affect herself at all.
The same is true now.
Although Atalanta does not have the means to break the curse, there are still assassins with caster abilities, and there is Amakusa Shiro who is both an aster and a servant.
As long as the strength of the two of them is used, this right hand will definitely be easily restored to its original state.
But Atalanta didn't do that.
Perhaps it was just to warn myself, to remind myself that I must accept such a curse.
Because this curse is the complaint of her beloved children.
She is accumulating strength, preparing to kill the hypocritical saint and the infinite sword system of the murderer who is ravaging the dimension
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