Rebirth in the Soul Street: Becoming a Demon King in Another World

Sixty years ago.

Tell a story about war.

A war over the Holy Grail, the grail that can grant wishes.

But this is a war without winners.

In this war, the Yingdao Army and the Nazis also joined in over the Holy Grail, and the battle unfolded in the Imperial Capital, but it ended because the Holy Grail was destroyed.

Then in Fuyuki City, the Greater Holy Grail absorbed the destroyed Lesser Holy Grail, but in the end there was no real winner. Like the previous two Holy Grail Wars, this was a failed Holy Grail War.

In the last Holy Grail War, the intervention of the forces of the human world led to failure. This time, the forces of the underworld must not be allowed to intervene.

In the human world, at the junction of Fuyuki City and the underworld, five figures stood there. They took their hands off the magic circle engraved on the ground and looked at the magic circle that had already taken shape, with a myriad of thoughts in their minds.

"Sir Bacchus, can this magic circle really seal the entrance?"

The one who spoke was an ugly old man with a hunched body. He was Zouken Matou from the Makiri family, one of the three great families.

"Of course, this is an ancient magic circle from the Lord of the Holy See."

The middle-aged man in the robe looked at Zang Yan with some disgust and replied.

Zang Yan ignored the middle-aged man's gaze. When he heard that the magic circle came from the Lord of the Holy See, he turned into a bug and left.

"Mr. Bacchus, does your action this time mean that the Magic Association will fully intervene in the Holy Grail War?"

Ahad of the Einzbern family, an old man who inherited the eighth generation of the clan leader, stroked his white beard with his hand and spoke to the middle-aged man.

"Of course not. The Magic Association is the Magic Association, and the Clock Tower is the Clock Tower."

The middle-aged man looked at the old man, his tone revealing that he could not afford to argue.

During the time when the Magic Palace was covered in dust, many people had long stopped worshipping the Holy See, except that they possessed some ancient magic arrays, which were decadent and should have been eliminated long ago.

People now have a new understanding of magic, as can be seen from the fact that they changed the Magic Association to the Magic Association.

Moreover, the Clock Tower had undergone a reform decades ago. It was no longer the era of the Twelve Monarchs, but an era of magic researchers and combat users after the merger of Atlas Academy and the Wandering Sea.

And he, Bacchus Loria, is a glorious magic combatant of the Clock Tower.

He had no respect for the Holy Seer who had recently come out of the dust, and the Clock Tower had a similar attitude towards this, only providing some services to the Holy Seer of the Magic Association in the underworld battlefield.

When the time is ripe, powerful magic warriors will push the Holy See off the altar.

"Oh!"

The old man seemed to understand something amid his doubts, but he did not ask any more questions and left.

Then Bacchus also left, leaving only two people there.

The old priest from the Cathedral Church, and Tousaka Tokiomi from the Tousaka family.

Toosaka Tokiomi is a young man from Yingdao with a calm temperament and dignified appearance. However, this young man is already the head of a famous family with a long history in Yingdao.

However, he asked with a look of fatigue on his face.

"Father, no news about Sakura yet?"

Risei shook his head, and the seeds of regret grew in Tōsaka Tokiomi's heart.

Maybe it was a mistake to send Sakura to the Matou family, otherwise she wouldn't have been kidnapped on the way there.

Finally, after the two left, the magic circle sealing the entrance cracked a little, and then quickly healed.

At that moment, a ball of gray gas squeezed out, fell to the ground and gradually formed a human shape.

He looked to be about twenty years old, with a slender figure and a black robe with complex grey patterns on it.

He raised his head and pulled up the hood of his robe.

The moonlight caressed his face, and he closed his eyes, feeling the coolness of the night, and he couldn't help but open his hands.

“This is the soul…”

……

No one had ever understood the talent of Webber Velvet.

Like a poor scholar from the East, almost half of whom was self-taught, he entered the highest hall of magicians, the Clock Tower.

But, this place is different from what he imagined...

He stole the relic that belonged to the lecturer, and based on the information he learned about the Holy Grail War, he traveled across the mountains and seas to Fuyuki.

This is a genius who is not appreciated for his talent, who rebels against reality and pursues his ideals...

In order to have a better life in this isolated island nation during this period, he performed magic on an elderly couple living alone, suggesting that they mistakenly believe that he was their grandson who had returned from studying abroad.

The magic was performed smoothly and the old couple took me home, but!!!

Their grandson is home!!

Looking at the young man in the house, Weber's brain was a little confused.

Weber almost fainted from fright.

No, no!

He opened his eyes and looked again. The man was wearing a strange robe!

Could it be the pursuers from the Clock Tower?

Weber turned and tried to flee.

However, the body floated up uncontrollably, and the old couple left the room as if they did not see them.

The doors and windows closed automatically. Weber struggled to resist, but found himself powerless and floated towards the robed man like a chicken.

"What good luck! I met someone who uses magic right after I settled down on Ying Island.

Wild research material!"

Hearing the words of the person in front of him, Weber's heart almost stopped.

Research...study?

He had heard that there were some perverted magic researchers in the Clock Tower who liked to dissect human bodies and conduct experiments on living people. He hoped that he would not run into any of them!

Thinking about his chest being cut open, his heart still beating, and the weirdo still cutting his scalp with a knife, Weber suddenly lost his breath and passed out.

Cao Yanling: !!?

The magic in his hand stagnated, and he stopped to think carefully. Indeed, he had not yet started to cast the sleeping magic.

I haven't used magic for a long time. Did I use the wrong magic?

Forget it, I have to use sleeping magic anyway, so it’s fine this way. Without thinking about whether I used the wrong magic, Cao Yanling began to research.

A gray magic circle appeared in his hand, and countless gray magic circles surrounded Weber's body, enveloping him.

——Source Magic·Spiritual Carving·Interpretation of Living Beings

As the magic was released, countless pieces of information were received by Cao Yanling.

The body structure is similar to that of a spirit host, but it has an additional pseudo-neural magic circuit in the body as a source of magic power.

Magic circuits, the magic world also exists.

In the magical world, not everyone can use magic, and there are also ordinary people who have no magic source in their bodies.

However, ordinary people also have the possibility to use magic!

In the magic world, there are two types of people who use magic: magicians who are born with a source of magic power, and magicians who use magic circuits in their bodies as a source of magic power.

A magician is an ordinary person who relies on his faith in a powerful magician or source of magic. The will of the object of their faith will, under certain conditions, leave a magic circuit in the believer's body, thus becoming the believer's source of magic. The magician will become a vassal of the believer, and the only magic they can use is the magic imprinted in the magic circuit.

The magic circuit in the magic world is equivalent to the power supply and a machine program for the magician.

In this world, the magic circuit is just a power source.

Cao Yanling marveled at the methods used by the spellcaster who created this race.

He created a new race of magic!

The magic users in this world have their magic circuits integrated into their blood. They no longer need to believe in others. The magic circuits are transmitted through their blood. As long as their learning ability is strong enough, they can learn any magic.