I want to just drift through life in Type-Moon.

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"Damn it, after all that talk! You bosses are still the same old stubborn muses who won't learn until they hit a brick wall!"

Overcome with irrationality, Yue Zhengling finally swore.

"I'll say it again: I refuse!"

“That’s a real shame.” Araya Sōren raised his hand expressionlessly, his palm open in front of Yue Zhengling’s eyes. “Then I’ll just have to awaken your Origin directly, solve my problem, and then make further plans.”

"The awakening of the Origin requires the consent of both parties. If I do not agree, you cannot let my Origin awaken, even if it means death!"

Yue Zhengling put his hands in his pockets, making his final preparations.

"Naive! I've already said that what you know is flawed! Did you think that after I finished learning puppet magic, experienced the self-generated Origin Awakening, and deduced that I stopped researching after the Origin Awakening Technique?"

"Even if I'm expelled from my sect and sealed away for my designated mission, I made a deal with the heretics of the Wandering Sea, pushing the Origin Awakening Technique to its ultimate limit—"

"So give up, Yue Zhengling, stop struggling in vain and obediently serve me!"

The Buddha relic embedded in his left hand began to emit light.

Le Zhengling ducked down, avoiding the palm that Huangye Zonglian pressed down on.

"Ignorant!" Araya Sōren shouted, stretching one hand into the air. "I am not afraid!"

Yue Zhengling deftly avoided the lines that appeared on the floor and fled towards the backyard, but before she had taken two steps, another incantation came from Huangye Zonglian's mouth.

"King Kong!" Instantly, Yue Zhengling felt an immense heaviness throughout his body.

"So, you can't escape it." The magician stood still, coldly looking at Yue Zhengling, who couldn't move an inch.

"I won't kill you, even if..." Before Araya Sōren could finish speaking, he saw that Yue Zhengling, who should have been unable to move, revealed a painful smile and slowly took out an envelope and a lighter.

"Don't come any closer, you haven't finished reading it yet, have you?" He lit the lighter and brought it closer to the envelope.

"So what?" Araya Sōren didn't move.

"Ah, I'm not bragging, but I actually think what I've written is pretty amazing."

“Indeed,” he affirmed.

"I originally planned to give this to Aozaki after I died, so that I could at least leave some trace in this world, even if it meant causing some chaos." He used all his strength to resist the heavy pressure placed on him.

“…How pathetic, you viper.” The magician, not wanting to waste any more time, ignored his threat and continued his attack.

Although he didn't know why Yue Zhengling suddenly had the ability to counter his barrier technique, he didn't care at all; the opponent was too weak.

“Yes… I think so too… that’s why I… am trying to change things now…” Knowing that his threat had failed, Yue Zhengling actually lit the envelope, and the flames began to spread from the bottom center of the envelope.

“No, I’m not saying your desire to leave a mark on this world is pathetic.” Araya Souren finally walked towards him. “I was never afraid of not being able to see all those things from the very beginning. I’m just pathetic that you would try to use that to blackmail me.”

After hearing what he said, Yue Zhengling suddenly looked at the envelope in his hand.

The flames had burned through the envelope, but the contents inside remained completely undamaged, protected by a faint golden glow.

A scene flashed through Yue Zhengling's mind: Araya Sōren pressed his hand on the manuscripts, closed his eyes, and said as if giving up, "So... it was blessed... with a barrier."

“That’s right, so you lost.” Araya Sōren took two more steps closer.

"Heh..." Suddenly, Yue Zhengling let out a soft laugh.

"Why are you laughing?" Araya Sōren stood in front of his face again, and this time, he smelled a strange odor.

“Because… my goal… has been achieved…” A resolute glint flashed in Yue Zhengling’s eyes, but no one could see that he used all his strength to throw the envelope into the kitchen.

Araya Sōren ignored the envelope and instead ruthlessly reached out his hand towards Yue Zhengling's face.

"Although I'm afraid of death, pain, being burned, being spicy, and all sorts of things..." Le Zhengling closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and his puffed-out chest seemed to be filled with courage.

“But!” He stood up, meeting Araya Sōren's gaze directly and without flinching, and said in a clear, unwavering voice—

"Even if it means death! I want to decide how I exist! It has always been this way! And it will always be this way!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a violent explosion rang out, so loud that even the sound of rain outside could not drown it out.

Chapter Thirty-Two: Origin Awakening Technique

Thick smoke and flames were obscured by the rainy night, but the loud bang drew the attention of many.

Some residents living nearby peeked over to see what was happening, and after getting a clear picture, some immediately made phone calls, while others rushed over to the Chinese restaurant.

However, after running within 100 meters of the restaurant, those who rushed over became dazed and confused, and eventually forgot what they had come for. They just stood there and got soaked in the rain.

Fortunately, the heavy rain prevented the fire from spreading. Otherwise, it might have caught fire in this semi-old urban area filled with wooden houses, thus affecting them. After all, Japan is prone to earthquakes, and most houses use wood to some extent for earthquake resistance. These places are very easy to catch fire.

At the scene of the incident, the violent explosion left the store in a mess, with a large hole blown into the kitchen wall, from which thick smoke billowed out.

The mess of tables and chairs, shards of glass, collapsed walls, and burning wood debris—the massive blast wave instantly created this horrific scene.

The two people inside the shop, Araya Sōren, were still standing. Although he was covered in dust, wood chips, and even had glass shards stuck in his clothes, he was not injured except for being a bit disheveled, thanks to the barrier he had activated earlier.

As for the perpetrator of the explosion, Lok Ching Ling suffered a much worse fate. Although he fell to the ground the moment the explosion occurred, as an ordinary person, he was unable to protect himself.

Now his back is covered with burn marks, his left hand is twisted unnaturally, and he lies motionless on the ground, seemingly dead.

Araya Souren walked over through the shards of metal, grabbed his right hand, and lifted him up. Seeing that his chest was still rising and falling, she didn't care whether he could hear her or not and asked, "What's the point of doing this?"

The man who had lifted Yue Zhengling did not lose consciousness. He coughed up blood. The shockwave had injured his internal organs, but coughing up blood made him feel much better.

"Didn't I say before... that this was my... choice?"

“But it seems… this choice… didn’t have much of an impact on you…” He gave a wry smile, his eyes half-open. “You… magicians… are really… annoying…”

"This was already...the most...destruction...that I, as an ordinary...person...could...cause...the greatest...destruction...and yet...you're still completely unharmed...it's truly unacceptable..."

“It’s just that you’re too weak. If the power of this explosion were increased twentyfold, I would also be seriously injured. If it were thirtyfold, this body would surely die.” Araya Sōren answered very seriously.

Le Zhengling didn't want to say anything anymore; he could only manage a weak, bitter smile.

“Now that you’ve run out of tricks, it’s my turn.” Araya Sōren raised his left hand and pressed it against Yue Zhengling’s face.

"Such a huge... explosion...aren't you afraid someone...will come? You magicians...are supposed to live in seclusion." Making a last-ditch effort, Yue Zhengling said, unwilling to give up.

"I had already set up a barrier around here before I came here. I just activated the barrier, so no one will bother us for the time being."

The relic hidden in his left hand emitted a warm golden light, preserving Le Zhengling's life while simultaneously awakening his origin.

Golden light spread from Huangye Zonglian's left hand to Yue Zhengling's head, and then spread to his entire body.

"Ah, I thought... Origin... Awakening was... very painful, but I didn't expect... it's actually quite comfortable."

A wave of pleasure washed over Yue Zhengling. This warm and comfortable feeling was completely different from what he had imagined. He thought to himself: "As expected, those who haven't tried it have no right to speak."

This spirit of finding joy in hardship made him feel a little better, and his minor injuries were slowly healing. However, before this thought could even fade from his mind, a piercing pain in his wrist bone instantly made him realize what hell was like.

"Aaaaaah!" Yue Zhengling let out a miserable scream and began to struggle violently.

He kicked Araya Sōren in the chest and scratched his arm, but the other man did not stop and continued to press his head down tightly with a blank expression.

Soon, the light surrounding Yue Zhengling grew brighter, and the screams grew louder. Araya Sōren knew the Origin Awakening Technique was about to be completed, and a satisfied smile crept onto his lips. However, at the very moment of completion—

The golden light of the relic disappeared.

He looked at his hand in confusion; the power of the three relics had completely vanished.

"How is this possible?" His first reaction upon discovering that the power of the relics had disappeared was disbelief, because the Origin Awakening Technique could not possibly use up all of their stored power.

Thinking of this, he turned his gaze back to Yue Zhengling. Sure enough, the Chinese knot hanging at Yue Zhengling's waist was emitting a faint red light. At first, it was not noticed because it was covered by the golden light of the relic, but now this light was showing its presence without any concealment.

"What is this?" he asked Yue Zhengling.

But Yue Zhengling, exhausted from the pain, had no energy to answer him. Even if he wanted to, he wouldn't know how to explain it, since even he didn't know what this Chinese knot was.

Just as Araya Sōren was about to tear off the Chinese knot to get a better look, a second explosion occurred in the kitchen. Seeing the fire that had spread to the store, he decided to put the matter aside and leave.

Judging by the time, the country's administrative organs should be arriving soon.

Moreover, the Origin Awakening Technique was already complete; the final step was merely to accelerate the awakening. Once it began, there was no turning back. He was also worried that Yue Zhengling might not be able to withstand it. In addition, the matter had escalated to a certain point, and since he was the designated target for the seal, his whereabouts would be greatly affected if exposed.

With that thought in mind, Araya Sōren led Yue Zhengling away from the Chinese restaurant.

Shortly after they left, fire trucks, ambulances, and police cars arrived one after another and carried out their respective duties.

People were also watching from outside the cordon, hoping to get firsthand information, but they didn't know that the two people who started the riot had disappeared without a trace under the cover of night and the heavy rain.

Araya Zonglian, who had captured Yue Zhengling, walked quickly along the path and arrived at a deserted park, where the rain gradually stopped.

Seeing that Yue Zhengling had been silent the whole way, Huangye Zonglian put him on a park bench.

"I'll ask you one more time, will you come with me to save the world?" he said in a heavy voice that made those who heard him submit from the bottom of their hearts.

Le Zhengling didn't answer, but just stared at him intently.

“What a disappointment.” Araya Sōren said in a tone that showed no disappointment at all, but soon his face was filled with confusion, then bewilderment, and finally anger.

He reached out and grabbed Yue Zhengling by the neck, "Why did your origin become..."

However, before Araya Sōren could finish speaking, he heard his own voice coming from behind him.

What do you want to do to him?

Chapter Thirty-Three: The Troublemaker

Araya Sōren suddenly turned around, raised a hand from under his black coat, and held his left hand up to shoulder height, his palm limply open, as if he were summoning someone from afar.

This was his fighting stance as a magician, with one hand raised in confrontation with his opponent, but he was surprised again upon seeing the "opponent".

There was only one thin stray dog ​​there, and it looked like it was about to die.

The wind died down, and a cold atmosphere filled the air.

The coldness of the night air is absolutely unusual for summer.

A needle-like chill pierced his neck bone, and Araya Sōren felt as if he were facing a formidable enemy. "Who are you?"

"That's what I should be asking you, magician. Who are you? What are you going to do to that child?" The stray dog, its eyes glowing with an eerie green light, looked at Araya Sōren standing in front of Yue Zhengling and asked again in a voice remarkably similar to Araya Sōren's.

"This is none of your business." Araya Sōren heard it clearly this time. Although the voice sounded exactly like his own, there were still some differences in the tone.

If one's own voice is heavy, then this voice is more of an indifference.

To outsiders, it appears as if two identical voices are coming from the mouths of a person and a dog, creating a scene that is both bizarre and somewhat comical.

When Yue Zhengling saw the dog that could speak, he knew who it was. When he heard the voice, he realized that the person looked exactly like Araya Sōren. Then he remembered that the two people had the same voice actor. Oh, and so did Father Mapo.

While inwardly marveling at how amazing this world was, he didn't make a sound. Instead, he touched the still intact bottle in his shirt pocket and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Although he didn't know whether the person was friend or foe, he had at least restrained Araya Sōren. The unfinished words Araya Sōren had spoken earlier gave him an ominous feeling.

His origin doesn't seem to be "relative" as Araya Sōren previously mentioned. If it isn't, he might be in big trouble.

Only when the originator is aware of their own origin can they awaken. Origin Awakening is a secret technique that cannot be used if the caster and the recipient disagree, but Araya Souren of this world has broken this rule…

Those who awaken to the origin will be bound to the origin. They lose their own personality. He thought about it carefully and realized that the origin should only change when he faces certain people. Moreover, the origin is too conceptual, and the proportion of personality remnants should be very large.

As long as one doesn't delve too deeply into their origins, they should still have a chance to be themselves. After all, origins are, to put it vaguely, instincts, and some instincts are completely harmless, just like their "relative" nature.

Unless it originates from something like vampire, murder, destruction, or self-destruction, he might still be saved.

At this moment, Yue Zhengling thought of Aozaki Touko again, feeling very conflicted. Why didn't he come to this world when Touko had mastered her divine skills? If it had been then, he could have asked her for help.

Just as his thoughts were drifting off again, the night wind picked up once more, and when it blew against his back, he felt a tingling sensation.

He knew his back was burned, so he dared not touch it with his hands. Moreover, judging from the area of ​​numbness and itching, the burns on his back were definitely not minor.

This pain made Yue Zhengling regain his composure and look at the two opposing sides again.

After Araya Sōren told the other party, "This has nothing to do with you," the stray dog ​​did not make any move but waited there.

Araya Sōren knew something was coming. A series of chaotic footsteps surrounded the park, and at the same time, an ominous smell emanated from somewhere, and a strong aura of death began to permeate the air.

"Cough cough..." Affected by this aura, Yue Zhengling coughed and spat out another mouthful of blood.

A faint smell of blood filled the air, causing the surrounding crowd to stir.

Seeing this, Araya Sōren raised his alert level to the highest, because he knew an attack was coming.

Sure enough, after the first dark figure lunged out, the trigger for battle was pulled, and the park descended into a battle between humans and beasts.

Wild dogs, cheetahs, and North African bison.

Bang, bang, bang! The three wild beasts rushed toward Araya Zonglian like bullets.

"Fearless, Vajra, Serpent!" Araya Sōren, now in battle mode, uttered a short incantation. Around the magician, all flow gradually ceased, and the various phenomena of atmospheric movement were sealed off.

The three-headed beast was frozen in place. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Araya Sōren slashed at the neck of the closest dog head with his right hand in a chop-like motion.