Since the Fifth Holy Grail War, a bit of chaos had stirred in the magus world. After all, Marisbury's academy (Chaldea/Animusphere) had explained that the Holy Grail in the Holy Grail War could indeed grant everyone's wishes. It was just that to obtain the Third Magic or reach the Root, one would probably need to sacrifice the magical energy of all Heroic Spirits as rumored for a chance of success.
Regardless, this indeed gave hope to many young magi and offered a possibility for many family magi to revitalize their families. Even if they couldn't participate in the Holy Grail War themselves, they could find an opportunity for their descendants to participate. So now, there was only one thing they needed to do before the Holy Grail War began.
That was to find excellent catalysts for their descendants. Although catalysts of many famous figures were easy to obtain, there was still a small problem: obtaining these catalysts made the source too easy to trace. If they wanted to find other catalysts that few people had discovered, they would need to spend a large amount of time and money, or even come into conflict with others.
Some magi who decided to rely on their own abilities to research magecraft and maintained an attitude of watching the fun regarding the Holy Grail War silently sighed with emotion. The magus world would probably be in turmoil for a while. And the next time the turmoil arose should be the period before the next Holy Grail War began.
Of course, some people in the Church were also quite happy. Although some small problems occurred during this Holy Grail War, the result was still pretty good. It wasn't to the point where the project of commercializing the Holy Grail War would be scrapped directly. And the income from the live broadcast of this Holy Grail War, after deducting the cost of venue maintenance, still had a large surplus.
Perhaps it couldn't compare to the money earned by secular churches, but for members of the Holy Church like them who considered themselves to be fighting and working silently behind the scenes, it was already very good.
The other happiest person was naturally Marisbury. Since having a large amount of money, he had finally gotten rid of the so-called "fiscal deficit phobia." At the same time, a large amount of research content that had originally stopped could finally continue to develop. Moreover, the remaining money could allow their Antarctica (Chaldea) to develop for another few hundred years. With their abilities, if they lacked money later, they should be able to continue participating in the Holy Grail War.
In short, they had finally gotten on the right track. places that were perhaps a bit hollow before were completely filled. Just give them another year or two to develop, and they would become one of the indispensable magus organizations in this world.
Another relatively happy person was Aslan. After all, in these long years, he finally had a descendant. Unfortunately, to conceive this child, Melusine had suffered quite a bit. Right now, she still couldn't display her human form again, and even her dragon magical energy hadn't recovered much.
During this time, Aslan had been constantly inputting magical energy into this dragon egg to ensure the juvenile dragon nurtured inside could grow healthier. As a dragon species born from the Dragon of the Horizon and the Son of the White Dragon, this child possessed powerful magical energy even before breaking the shell. At the same time, faintly, it seemed to possess powerful talent as well.
Perhaps before breaking the shell, this child could already use its talent. Who knows.
After returning to Antarctica, Melusine was also given a thorough check-up by Da Vinci. Apart from her magical energy being almost drained dry, causing unprecedented weakness, there were no major problems. Occasionally looking at the aurora in the sky, she was basically in a sleeping state most of the time to recover the magical energy in her body.
This was the first time in such a long time that the magical energy in Melusine's body was nearly empty. The impact of this first depletion and weakness on her was huge.
When alone with this dragon egg, Aslan rarely showed a bit of an "old father" posture. He poked the egg gently, then sighed. "You little guy, really. Your father, I, haven't even made your mother so weak before. You little guy achieved this step before even breaking the shell. Will you be able to find a matching female dragon in the future?"
Seeming to hear his old father's words, the egg jumped twice slightly indignantly. Subsequently, magical energy began to circulate constantly. Then, one small ring of light after another appeared around the entire egg. Aslan sensed a bit of an other-worldly aura from these rings of light—accurately speaking, the aura of parallel worlds.
No matter what, Aslan was someone who had traveled through parallel worlds. He was more or less familiar with this aura.
While his mind was filled with surprise, Aslan couldn't help but be delighted. His cheap child's ability might be related to space. This was not an ability just anyone could master. Perhaps it would also have a certain relationship with the Second Magic.
Anyway, no matter what, his child was a genius, no doubt about it.
Seeming to sense his father's happy mood, the egg also began to jump constantly. However, the happy dragon and egg seemed to ignore that the inter-dimensional gate opened beside them hadn't closed yet.
"Aslan, I'm planning to return to Britain for a trip!"
The door to the room was suddenly opened, and Morgan's cool voice came through. At the same time, this voice startled both the person and the egg. After all, who would have thought someone would interrupt this warm moment? Moreover, in the entire family, only the one before them could bring a sense of oppression to every member of the family. Perhaps it was because of that cool temperament.
When Aslan stood up, he accidentally bumped the table. The dragon egg, while jumping, also came into contact with the shaking table. Subsequently, the entire egg slid to the side and fell directly into the door of a parallel world.
"Ah..."
"Hmm?"
For a moment, the atmosphere in the room was strangely quiet.
Morgan rubbed her temples, then tapped the ground quickly with the staff in her hand, controlling the spatial gate to enlarge rapidly. To be honest, this was somewhat strenuous. After all, this spatial gate had already shown signs of closing. Now it was equivalent to using brute force to tear open the closing door again.
At the same time, a somewhat bizarre aura permeated from the other side of the gate. Morgan, who was extremely sensitive to Britain, sensed the aura of Britain from the other side of the gate. But it was somewhat strange; this aura of Britain seemed overly pure. Pure enough to make her feel a subtle aversion.
Originally intending to kick Aslan directly into the other world after opening the door and then leave, she now had some thoughts of going to the parallel world together.