"My family is still a novice in the Magic Association."
"Participating in this Holy Grail War is also a gamble with my reputation."
"Unlike the half-hearted attitude I had with El-Melloi last time, who was just playing around."
"I am determined to win."
"After all, the investment amounts are different."
Do you believe that money can buy titles and glory?
The oil tycoon, with a beautiful woman on each arm in a super luxurious hotel, spoke to Medea in front of him.
Medea concealed her face within her purple robes, making it impossible to discern her facial expression.
"No, anything that can be used, regardless of its value, is your power."
"If we use financial resources as a weapon, then there will be corresponding strategies."
Medea revealed only her mouth and spoke calmly.
Oil tycoon Atram, with a cigarette dangling from his lips, spoke indifferently.
"Don't get it wrong."
"As a magician, I am prepared to suppress other Mastes."
"Come, let me show you my evidence."
After saying that, Atram extinguished his cigarette, and Medea arrived at a secret magic workshop.
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The oil tycoon, whose real name was Atram Gariasta.
Magicians from an emerging Middle Eastern family, who made their fortune in oil, are skilled at using money as a weapon.
About 100 years ago, his ancestors bought a magic trick with money and passed it down to their descendants as one of the hobbies of the privileged class.
But Atram, as a modern person, acknowledges the value of magic.
They are skilled at creating magical crystals from ores by sacrificing animals.
Its foundation is primitive Arabic magic.
Oil will eventually run out.
So the oil tycoon Atram established a workshop to refine "magic crystals" using humans as fresh materials.
He spent a fortune to buy the "Baghdad Battery" magic costume.
Through continuous experimentation, the magic was finally infused into the battery.
It can manipulate electric current to transform into various forms such as a giant hand, an electric grid, and an electric blade.
It can even change the weather.
They spent a large sum of money to buy their qualification to participate in the Fifth Holy Grail War.
Oil King Atram Gariasta participated in the Fifth Holy Grail War to gild his family's reputation.
The original plan was to summon a heroic spirit capable of slaying dragons.
So he decided to photograph the Bodhi leaf stained with dragon's blood as a sacred relic to summon the dragon-slaying hero Siegfried.
However, the Bodhi Leaf was taken away by the Izeluma clan of the Creation Department of the Clock Tower.
Finally, seeing that he couldn't summon the dragon slayer, Atram decided to summon one that could wield dragons.
Then, a month before the Fifth Holy Grail War, Medea, a Caster, was summoned using the Golden Fleece as a relic.
At first, Medea was very polite to Atram, but when she learned that Medea could not summon dragons in modern society, she began to speak ill of her.
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Atram's magic workshop is full of children soaking in nutrient solution.
Medea was shocked when she entered and saw this scene.
"Is this... the Training Workshop...?"
Atram, who walked ahead of Medea as they entered, explained.
"This is our family's magic system, which uses a price to generate magic power."
"However... it's the most primitive curse, the one involving human sacrifice."
"And this workshop uses a more advanced, modern and efficient system than that one."
"Let me make one for you to see."
After explaining, oil tycoon Atram began to operate with practiced confidence.
As Atram operated the magic workshop, the technologically advanced space lit up.
The child trapped inside the machine let out a scream.
"Ouch! That hurts!"
Then it slowly turns gray until it disappears completely.
"Fresh ingredients are definitely the best."
Atram looked at the children being sacrificed alive and spoke with a proud expression.
This scene was so unbearable for Medea, who was standing behind her, to watch.
The instrument emitted its light at maximum intensity, and with a flash of light, a transparent crystal appeared on the control panel.
Atram picked up the magic crystal from the control panel and spoke to Medea with a face full of confidence and pride.
"What would have taken a month can now be done in an instant."
Then Atram saw Medea's gloomy face.
Atram thought Medea was worried about the raw materials.
So he said it in a relaxed tone.
"You don't need to worry about the raw materials."
"I won't look for it in Fuyuki City."
"These were purchased from other places and are of top quality."
Medea, unable to bear it any longer, suddenly spoke up.
"It's completely useless. Only a third-rate magician would risk his life for a magic crystal of this level."
Medea then walked to the control panel and pointed her hand down slightly.
A plume of thick smoke billowed out, and after the smoke dissipated, an even larger and purer crystal of magic appeared on the control panel.
Medea's actions stunned Atram, who was standing nearby.
He never imagined that his painstakingly optimized and invented living sacrifice system would be no match for someone else's simple touch.
All I can say is that she truly deserves to be called a magician from the Age of Gods, a disciple of the goddess of magic Hecate, a princess of Colchis, and a treacherous witch.
"Nani, what have you done?"
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