"Fill it up, fill it up, fill it up, fill it up, fill it up..."
"Revolving endlessly, next is five..."
"However, the moment of fullness is the moment of abandonment..."
In the dimly lit basement, a magic circle outlined in an unknown blood, and a purple-haired girl whispering in front of the circle, this scene unfolded before my eyes.
I had been awakened from my sleep by the old man and brought here, and it was now already one in the morning.
After getting injured today, I hadn't seen Matou Sakura again, and now our reunion was in this disgusting worm cellar. At this moment, I didn't know what expression to wear; if it hadn't been for Sakura's appearance today, I might have already become a lost soul beneath Tohsaka Rin's feet.
But this was clearly not the occasion for thanks. The old man's solemn expression and Matou Sakura, who had her back to me, both conveyed a serious and dignified atmosphere.
The summoning ritual.
Thanks to the old man's detailed explanation, I already had some understanding of this ritual, but I didn't know what it truly represented.
Could it really summon the heroic spirits of ancient times? My palms were sweating; if the magic circuits are the bridge connecting this world, then this was the real moment of transcending reality's understanding.
The answer was already before me. The girl's chanting had come to an end, the magic circle flickered with an eerie light, and a breath from ancient times began to surge forth.
Contrary to my expectations of seeing some eerie undead creature, what appeared instead was a stunning figure.
With deep purple hair flowing past her knees, tightly closed eyes, attire based on black, and a tall, voluptuous mature woman, she came into this world in an unbelievable posture.
I gasped in shock; this was not a magic trick but a true summoning technique, with heroic spirits from different eras vividly appearing before me, and I was so frightened that I collapsed to the ground.
However...
This female heroic spirit...
Her chest is really large...