Comprehensive comics: What’s wrong with being a white-haired person and being a little carefree?

"My family is still new to the Magic Association."

"Participating in the Holy Grail War this time also puts my reputation on the line."

"It's different from El-Meloy's half-hearted mentality last time."

"I must win."

"After all, the investment amounts are different."

"Do you think money can buy a title and glory?"

The oil king was in a super luxurious hotel, holding a beautiful woman in his left and right arms respectively, and said to Medea in front of him.

Medea hid her face in her purple robe so that no one could see her facial expression clearly.

"No, as long as you can use it, it is your power, no matter how high or low it is."

"If financial resources are used as a weapon, then there will be corresponding strategies."

Medea only showed her mouth and said calmly.

Oil King Atram said indifferently with a cigarette in his mouth.

"Make no mistake."

"As a magician, I am prepared to suppress other masters."

"Here, let me show you my evidence."

After saying that, Atram put out the cigarette butt in his hand, and Medea came to a secret magic workshop.

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The Oil King, whose original name was Atram Gari Ashtar.

A new family of magicians from the Middle East made their fortune from oil and is good at using money as a weapon.

About 100 years ago, his ancestors bought a certain magic trick with money and left it to their descendants as one of the hobbies of the privileged class.

But Atram, as a modern man, recognizes the value of magic.

He is good at producing magical crystallized ore by sacrificing animals alive.

Its roots are in original Arabic magic.

Oil will eventually run out.

So the oil king Atram established a refining workshop that used humans as fresh materials to refine "magic crystals".

He spent a lot of money to buy the "Baghdad Battery" magic gift.

Through constant experimentation, the magic is finally injected into the battery.

It can control electric current into various forms such as giant hands, power grids, and electric blades.

It can even change the weather.

He spent a lot of money to purchase the qualifications for the Fifth Holy Grail War.

Oil King Atram Galli Asta participated in the Fifth Holy Grail War in order to gild his family line.

It was originally intended to summon a heroic spirit that could slay dragons.

So he planned to take a picture of the Bodhi leaf stained with dragon's blood and use it as a holy relic to summon the dragon-slaying hero Siegfried.

But the Bodhi leaf was taken away by the Izeluma clan of the Creation Department of the Clock Tower.

In the end, Atram saw that he couldn't summon a dragon slayer, so he decided to summon someone who could use dragons.

Then just one month before the Fifth Holy Grail War, Medea, a caster, was summoned using the Golden Fleece as a holy relic.

Atram was polite to Medea at first, but after learning that Medea could not summon dragons in modern society, he began to speak harshly.

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All the children in Atram's magic workshop were soaked in nutrient solution.

Medea was shocked when she saw this scene as soon as she entered the door.

"Is this...the training workshop...?"

Atram explained as he walked in front of Medea.

"This is our family's magic system that uses costs to generate magic power."

"But...it's the most primitive curse of human sacrifice."

"And this workshop uses a more advanced, modern and efficient system than that one."

"Now let me make one for you to see."

After the explanation, Oil King Atram began to operate skillfully and confidently.

With Atlam's operation, this magic workshop full of technological style lights up.

The child trapped inside the instrument let out a scream.

"Ah! It hurts!"

Then it slowly turns gray until it disappears completely.

"Sure enough, fresh ingredients are best."

Atram looked at the children being sacrificed and said with pride.

This scene made Medea behind her a little unbearable to look at it.

The light emitted by the instrument was maximized, and as a flash of light descended, a transparent crystal appeared on the operating table.

Atram picked up the magic crystal on the operating table and said to Medea with confidence and pride.

“It was supposed to take a month, but now it’s done in an instant.”

Then Atram saw Medea's gloomy and uncertain face.

Atram thought Medea was worried about the raw materials.

So he said in a relaxed tone.

"You don't have to worry about raw materials or anything like that."

"I won't find it from here in Fuyuki City."

"These are purchased from other places and are of top quality."

Medea, who couldn't stand it anymore, suddenly said loudly.

"It's useless at all. For this level of magic crystallization, risking one's life is something only a third-rate magician can do."

Then Medea walked to the operating table and lowered it a little with her hand.

There was a burst of thick smoke, and after the smoke dissipated, a larger and purer magic crystal appeared on the console.

Medea's operation shocked Atram on the side.

He didn't expect that the living sacrifice system he had worked so hard to optimize, design and invent was actually not as good as someone else's.

All I can say is that she is worthy of being a magician from the age of the gods, worthy of being a disciple of the magic goddess Hecate, worthy of being the princess of Colchis, and worthy of being a witch of betrayal.

"Nani, what did you do?"

"Why can you create Mana out of thin air from an empty furnace?"

When Medea faced Atram's rhetorical question, she just answered it as a matter of course.

"Nothing at all."

"For you magicians now, you really can't see anything."

"The technology for generating magic power is still in its primitive stage."

"The difference is probably one dimension."

Regarding Medea who was belittling himself, Atram could only pretend to be calm and continue asking.

"What about your chant?"

"In order to shorten the singing time in this workshop, I tried my best to design and practice singing. It only takes three days and three nights to complete!"

After hearing so many questions, Medea simply said one sentence.

"I don't need to chant."

Medea saw Atram who had not yet understood.

So he continued to explain.

"For me, magic just requires the next instruction."

These words hit Atlam hard, and his originally excited emotions subsided, and he lowered his head with a gloomy expression.

Medea turned her head and looked around and said.

"Although you have done something very egregious, I still ask you to stop using this magic workshop."

"Abusing one's life is the worst policy. As a user of magic, we cannot ignore the imbalance of income and expenditure in a magic workshop."

At this time, Atram, who was originally gloomy, suddenly thought of something and smiled again.

"No, I really am."

"I still don't know much about servants!"