Speaking with an Angel

Promote the True Magic of the Golden Dawn school, let True Magic gradually replace Magecraft, let the world have more and more orthodox True Magic, and let the world have a better future.

If you want to do this, then passing on your knowledge is a very important step.

Just as he had done in another world, passing on his knowledge to Shirou Emiya and others, this world also needed him to change it.

If I could also bring Romani, King Solomon, into the learning process, the development of True Magic in this world might enter a period of extremely rapid progress.

Thinking about this, Mephistopheles became somewhat excited and filled with anticipation for the future.

"Oh, right, Dr. Roman, I need your blood!"

Seeing Mephistopheles smiling at him, Romani sighed helplessly, took out a disposable syringe from the side, inserted it into his wrist, drew out some blood, and handed it to Mephistopheles.

"Thank you, I'll go back and continue preparing now. You guys can continue your conversation!"

After saying that, Mephistopheles dashed out.

Romani and Leonardo da Vinci Ritsuka Fujimaru for a while, giving her and Mash Kyrielight some instructions for the future before letting them leave.

After that, there was no one else around them for a while.

Leonardo da Vinci asked Romani, "What do you think?"

"What do you mean, how do you see it?"

"Do you want to learn the True Magic Mephistopheles talked about?"

Romani hesitated for a moment, then nodded slightly. "Let's go take a look. Maybe it's really as he said, the more people who know, the stronger they become?"

Leonardo da Vinci said, "Moreover, according to him, this is a true True Magic to God, and I wonder just how powerful the God he speaks of is."

Romani paused for a moment, then slowly said, "Perhaps it's at the level of the gods, or maybe even a higher level... the level of a chief god, or a god-king of a mythological realm." Romani sighed, "Even a higher level is hard for me to imagine."

"Do you think it's possible to reach the strength of the one you believe in?"

Romani was stunned, then shook his head. "I don't think so, that's a completely different level of existence!"

"Maybe? And don't forget, there were four angels standing behind him back then. Do you remember that saying?"

"Angels were always with him..." Romani murmured. "I saw it clearly. Those four angels were the four archangels from the scriptures: Michael, Uriel, Gabriel, and Raphael ... He could actually summon the four archangels to help him with a spell, and look at their power..."

"I looked at the data. The power of the four archangels—each one possesses the power to shatter an entire planet—and he summoned all four at once." Leonardo da Vinci shook his head as he said this, "However, his method of using this power is truly unique; he actually had the angels help him manipulate magic and then launch the attack."

"Are you saying that he didn't truly unleash the power of the angels?"

"That's right, but undeniably, even so, his strength in the subsequent Singularity means he probably won't encounter any opponents who can pose a challenge to him."

"Alright, now we can focus on our research and see what's going on with that aperture!"

"Don't tell me you haven't figured it out yet!"

Romani shook his head. "I see it, but I don't fully understand it yet. It seems to be an extension of the Fifth Magic, and more verification is needed."

Chapter 148 Communicating with Angels

Unlike in anime or games, repairing summoning True Magic facilities here is not so quick. However, Mephistopheles is not in a hurry. Now that he can rest for a few days, he chooses to make the ring first.

The True Magic Spirit Dress called the Ring of Solomon has its own specific material requirements.

Mephistopheles believed that if Aleister Crowley, now the Hanged Man in Academy City, were to do this, he could probably just grab some everyday items from a convenience store and create it. Unfortunately, Mephistopheles couldn't reach Aleister's level of True Magic.

He carefully took out what he had prepared beforehand: gold, materials he had collected while traveling through different worlds.

Gold is a rare material, not only because it retains its value, but also because it is a very important True Magic material.

In the past, Mephistopheles would have needed a hammer and other tools to work, but in a high-tech place like Chaldea, all the tools needed for blacksmithing are readily available.

With the help of a furnace and other tools, Mephistopheles quickly liquefied the gold and began shaping it.

It is not simply about using gold to shape a ring, but about inscribing sacred words upon it.

That was an item recorded in the Enochian Magic, said to be a treasure passed down from Michael.

At the very top of the ring, a square platform appears, which is the front of the ring.

Subsequently, special symbols and special characters appeared on it. The design was very simple, and one might even wonder if it was a fake. However, according to records, this was the ring design passed down by Michael.

At this moment, this ancient design took shape in Mephistopheles's hands and quickly transformed into an ordinary ring.

However, it wasn't over yet, because the ring hadn't cooled down and was still very hot.

Mephistopheles extracted Romani's blood. He didn't need that much blood; he only needed a portion, or even just a drop.

A drop of blood fell, sprinkling into the scorching ring, quickly melting into it, as if the ring itself were absorbing blood.

Then, the ring began to cool down on its own, quickly taking shape, and finally, emitting a faint magical fluctuation, it fell into Mephistopheles's hand.

At that moment, the magical fluctuations disappeared, and it became just like an ordinary, unremarkable ring.

"As expected, it's done..." Mephistopheles smiled slightly, feeling the power of the ring.

Using this ring as a medium, one can easily cast Enoch True Magic. Moreover, the ring itself can, to some extent, replace the circle of True Magic circle and the divine, thus providing protection for the True Magic.

Mephistopheles wasn't truly proficient in Enochian Magic, but he did know some of it, since it was something the Golden Dawn lineage was required to study.

Even if it wasn't much, it was enough for him to use.

At that moment, Mephistopheles, wearing the ring, gently waved his right hand, writing a word in mid-air.

That is the Latin word for sun.

As this word appeared, Michael's power emerged from the void. Although not much, it quickly gathered around Mephistopheles, without even needing to chant a spell.

In fact, the words Mephistopheles wrote were spells.

"As expected, it can replace my elemental symbol weapon to some extent, and even make up for the fact that I don't have Ether symbol weapon. Otherwise, using Ether symbol weapon normally would require a lot of trouble to construct a phantom..."

Mephistopheles muttered to himself, stroking his chin, and then dissipated Michael's power. Although it couldn't fully compare to the symbolic weapons of the four elements that he was already used to, it was more convenient.

After all, once you put on this ring, you can even activate True Magic with a snap of your fingers.

Not to mention that with this ring, more angels could be exchanged for, including Sariel, whose power Mephistopheles has already used several times.

However, even with a lot of Spirit Dress, it would be difficult to break through levels and reach a higher level with the help of such things.

However, indirect help is still possible.

"Phew, maybe I should try psychic abilities..."

Mephistopheles muttered something to himself, then left and headed to his bedroom.

Now that we possess the Ring of Solomon, we can attempt a special summoning.

Mephistopheles approached the table, bit his finger until it bled, and used the blood to draw a True Magic circle on it. Then, relying on the environmental features he created on the True Magic circle that resembled the structure of a room, he began to chant.

Solomon's Ring also began to cause magical fluctuations, and with chanting, light appeared in the room.

It is a dazzling light, a light called beauty. It is one of the tools used in the creation of the world, a power located in the sixth Prima Materia, a power belonging to the sun, and also a power belonging to Michael!

Or rather, Michael's spirit descended at this moment and gazed at Mephistopheles in silence.

This was a special summons, unlike before. Michael did not display his terrifying power. He slowly floated forward, his body making contact with Mephistopheles. At that moment, their bodies seemed to merge, creating a bizarre union.

In a sense, it was a fusion of spirit and flesh, but it didn't give Mephistopheles angelic qualities. What Michael brought at this moment was knowledge derived from the Prima Materia, and this knowledge, or rather, these insights, represented the power that a person in this position could obtain, and the power that allowed him to continue moving forward.

Knowledge can change a person's cognition, and True Magic knowledge can even change the structure of a person's brain. Fortunately, this change will not begin until one enters the realm of non-humans. For Mephistopheles, this knowledge is more about changing some of his preconceived notions.

This change in perception wasn't anything special; he was already used to occasional shifts in his understanding.

Michael's power gradually dissipated, and Mephistopheles slowly opened his eyes. The communication with the spirit ended at this moment. He knew that it was time for him to take that step and head to his next destination.

It's time to step into the realm of 6=5 and become Great Adept!

"Did you watch all of that just now?" Leonardo da Vinci asked Romani, watching almost the entire process on the monitor.

"I've already seen it, and you even dragged me here to see it. That's so disrespectful of other people's privacy."

Leonardo da Vinci said nonchalantly, "He must have discovered it a long time ago. He didn't hide so we could see. So, what did you figure out?"

Romani was silent for a moment, then shook his head. "I am known as the King of Magecraft, and I have indeed used True Magic, but to be honest, I don't understand what he uses, and the rings he makes are not the same type as mine..."

"He said he made Ring of King Solomon," Leonardo da Vinci said, smiling at Romani. "And you're telling me it's not?"

"I can feel the special power of that ring. In fact, the moment I saw it, I had a strange feeling inside me, as if I had seen something that originally belonged to me. But the problem is that my memory is fine, and my ring doesn't look like that!"

"Never mind, I'll just ask him later..." Leonardo da Vinci said somewhat discontentedly, then asked, "So what do you think he was doing after summoning that angel? It was like he was trying to merge the angel into his own body, but then he let the angel leave in the end."

Romani had some thoughts on this. "This is just a guess. Do you know how True Magic, or rather, Magecraft, of the Age of Gods True Magic?"

"You mean casting True Magic, not Magecraft?"

"Right."

"To make a pact with God and rely on God's power to cast True Magic."

"That's right." Romani nodded slightly. "To conclude a contract."

"You mean he's making a pact with angels to gain the power to cast True Magic?"

"That's my guess. We don't know anything about Mephistopheles's True Magic right now, but considering he can summon the four archangels to help him, does he still need to make a contract? I think the phantom of that angel is Michael, whom he summoned in the past, right?"

Leonardo da Vinci shrugged. "Perhaps his True Magic requires the contract to be renewed frequently? For example, the contract might have a short validity period."

Romani couldn't refute it, and even felt that what the other person said made a lot of sense.

God made a pact with humans and granted them the ability to use True Magic. As for how long this pact would last, that was entirely up to God.

After Mephistopheles resolved Solomon's Ring and slightly improved his own rank, he went back to slacking off.

However, this kind of slacking off isn't absolute, because someone might come knocking on your door.

For example, Ritsuka Fujimaru.

"So the special thing about this kind of True Magic is that the magic power flows within the body and doesn't flow out?"

"Right."

"After magic reacts within the body, it returns to itself. The way it casts True Magic is essentially a reflection; the changes inside and outside are the same changes..." Ritsuka Fujimaru muttered to herself, lost in thought.

Then she was startled and quickly asked, "Then can't changes in the external environment also affect one's own body?!"

"There is indeed such a theory, but in terms of effectiveness... it's very difficult, extremely difficult, and to achieve this level of change to influence a person requires a force no less than that of an entire planet."

"If this being is powerful enough, you might even need the power to shake the entire universe in order to influence it."

Ritsuka Fujimaru nodded.

"I understand, I was overthinking it!"

"Theory is not wrong; you can certainly think that way."

As Mephistopheles spoke, he carefully corrected Ritsuka Fujimaru's movements to make her meditation go more smoothly.

If Ritsuka Fujimaru's magic power is sufficient, then she can deal with subsequent crises more easily, at least she won't have to rely entirely on Mephistopheles, and she can deal with crises even if Mephistopheles disappears or something similar happens.

"Once you've learned enough, I'll teach you some simpler True Magic. That way, even without Mash Kyrielight, you'll be able to deal with some Servants on your own."

Ritsuka Fujimaru looked surprised. "I'm dealing with a Servant?!"

"As True Magic, strengthening your own body to surpass the strength of ordinary fighters is a basic skill. Then, relying on the speed and power brought by your powerful body, you can easily fight some weaker Servants in close combat."

"If you combine this with your other True Magic, you can pose a threat to some weaker, but not too weak, Servants, which is perfectly fine."

"Furthermore, while this True Magic system is quite difficult to improve later on, it's not too hard in the beginning. It's easy to get started. Once your strength has improved enough, you'll be able to fight against most Servants. With some carefully prepared Spirit Dress, you should even be able to put up a fight against top-tier Servants."

"Just like Jeanne d'Arc of Arc last time?"

"Jeanne d'Arc? Forget about it." Mephistopheles immediately shook his head. "If it's the ordinary Jeanne d'Arc, no problem, but if you're referring to the Jeanne d'Arc who had Durandal last time, don't be reckless. In some aspects, with Durandal's enhancement, her strength has already surpassed that of a top-tier Servant."

Even though Jeanne d'Arc's own enhancements at that time reached the level of a top-tier Heroic Spirit's direct descent of their true form, she wasn't particularly powerful. Her greatest strength lay in Durandal's special ability, which allowed her to directly sever even weaker Noble Phantasm, making them impossible to defeat!

After carefully recalling the Servants he knew, he realized that only someone like Artoria could fight him, and even then, she couldn't last long. Her being a living being, combined with Durandal's own power, made her an almost overpowered existence for the enemy.

Even though Durandal didn't unleash his full power, it was still a terrifying advantage for other Servants.

Even Gilgamesh's Gate of Babylon couldn't compare to this kind of cheat code.

"Alright, you continue studying. I'll see what kind of Spirit Dress I can get you later." Mephistopheles patted Ritsuka Fujimaru on the shoulder and picked up a book on ancient Japan mythology to read.

Considering the mythological origins, the bloodline of Ritsuka Fujimaru, and the place where she lived, if we really want to create a powerful Spirit Dress, then basing it on Japan mythology would be a good idea.

For example, the Ame no Murakumo no Tsurugi would be very suitable.