In Type-Moon, people create a magic family lineage

"Using the faith of almost all church believers in Moscow as the energy source to create a large barrier, freeze time, and seal off space, just to trap me here, what a grand scheme!" Lu Kang, who saw it clearly in that instant, couldn't help but admire it—they really think highly of themselves!

"Ah, after all, I have seen everything you have done over the years, so I cannot be careless," said Kichijoin Kihara. She had no intention of hiding her intentions. With her overwhelming size, she was confident and even pleased to see the other party resist and to see the unexpected happen.

She said, "This time, you won't have another chance."

"three days left."

"Three days later, the Tsarist Empire will completely collapse, Nicholas II will be forced to step down, and as soon as the empire collapses, everything you have gained, including yourself, will become the property of the Church."

"Lord Lukang Luvist!"

"So that's what you were planning!" Lu Kang tilted his head and squinted, suddenly realizing!

“Of course.” The 'monks and nuns' from the church’s burial department smiled. “Although you have gone astray, you are still from the church, and we will not abandon you—”

Her expression was charming yet gentle, like that of a truly compassionate saint.

"Does this 'never abandon' mean instilling the faith that formed this miraculous barrier into my brain, turning me into a puppet loyal only to the church?"

Lu Kang saw right through his intentions!

"Or perhaps, it's loyalty to me personally?" Kichijou-in Kihara's expression was charming yet seemed compassionate.

Lu Kang laughed: "So are you a nun or a bald monk? How come your methods are just like those of Eastern Buddhist monks?"

Kichijou-in Kihara still smiled. Of course, she wouldn't be so easily swayed by Lu Kang's words. She was also more certain that she was connected with the Shramanas—Buddhism, which originated in the East.

She was originally a nun from Japan in the Far East.

It was only decades ago that he converted to Christianity, joined the church, and became a member of the burial agency.

That's why her code name is 'monk and nun', and that's why her methods are so similar to those of Buddhism.

Because she was originally a nun.

She had no reason to tell Lu Kang these things; she simply admired in her heart this young man who had accomplished so much in such a short time, even forcing the church to intervene in the world war and defeat the Tsarist Empire.

But before she could speak, she suddenly stopped.

The smile on her face grew wider.

Amidst the frozen snow and wind, beneath the barrier of time and space called Miracle!

She said, "It seems it has already begun!"

here we go--

As soon as Kichijou-in Kihara finished speaking, Lu Kang seemed to sense it instantly. Although he was trapped here, he had been in the Kremlin court for so many years, and he could still sense the changes happening there.

Yes.

At this moment, a change occurred in the Kremlin!

"who?"

"How dare they trespass into the palace—damn it, are they rebels?"

"No, the enemy's firepower is too strong!"

At the Kremlin, guards at the gates were shouting.

Shouts echoed through the snowstorm, accompanied by bursts of gunfire. The roar exploded simultaneously, and the billowing smoke, like a bursting flower, instantly evaporated the snow on the ground into a cloud of water vapor. In the square in front of the palace gate, amidst the white mist and black smoke, figures rushed out and charged towards the palace complex that symbolized the highest power of the empire.

They held guns in their hands, unleashing their firepower to their heart's content. The flags fluttering in the air revealed their identity—another political party existing within the Tsarist regime, the Menshevik Party, a reformist working-class party representing the lower-middle class!

The armed uprising, originally planned for February, was suddenly brought forward.

The overwhelming firepower caught the palace guards completely off guard.

This was even more unexpected for Lu Kang!

"Is this your plan?" Lu Kang stared at the young-looking nun opposite him. "Are you changing 'history'?"

He knew that this nun also possessed clairvoyance and could vaguely foresee future developments.

Kichijou-in Kihara's expression remained unchanged: "It's just a small guidance."

“It is not excessive to make slight modifications to human principles without changing the overall situation—as long as the fact that the Tsarist Empire eventually collapsed remains unchanged, then nothing will change, and human principles will not care about such a small ‘diversion’.”

"And this action, taken three days ahead of schedule, is enough to disrupt all your preparations, Your Majesty Lukang Luvist!"

"So this is your real purpose in trapping me here? Not just to make me wait here for three days, but to make sure that when I leave here after three days, all I see is the scene after everything has settled?" Lu Kang frowned deeply; he truly hadn't anticipated this situation.

This time, Kichijou-in Kihara did not respond immediately. She seemed to habitually put her hands together, but then immediately put them down and instead drew a cross on her forehead and chest. She smiled and looked forward to the changes in the mindset of the person in front of her during these three long days.

He still looks very calm.

But that's only because it's still early.

She thought that as time went by, when the empire was truly on the verge of collapse, this young man would definitely show signs of panic—he would absolutely be flustered.

Having lost the protection of the Empire State Building, he will have to give up everything he has gained—not just wealth, but also the knowledge and mysteries acquired from the Empire!

Kichijoin Kihara held this view.

Lu Kang suddenly sighed, his expression not one of feigned composure in despair, but rather one of resignation at having to act prematurely...

But it was clearly us who acted first!

The monks and nuns were slightly taken aback.

Then the man in front of him spoke softly, saying, "Things have changed."

"Fortunately, I had made preparations in advance."

Are you... all ready and waiting?

Kichijouin Kihara was puzzled, but also slightly expectant—expecting what new things this young man could bring her. However, the next second her expression suddenly changed, from expectation to blank stare, and then to surprise and doubt.

"you..."

"Can you feel it? Those of you who broke into the palace gates, can you feel it?" Lu Kang raised the corners of his mouth again, the arc of which was extremely high and extremely arrogant!

But Kichijouin Kihara did indeed sense it. Although she wasn't inside the palace gates, her gaze was always focused on the insurgents who were storming the gates, so she naturally saw it too—everything the insurgents saw when they broke through the defenses in front of the gates and rushed into the Kremlin.

That was the snowstorm covering the land.

It is also a flowing mystery.

The palaces and buildings there exude a 'mystery' that ordinary people cannot perceive!

At this moment, the entire Kremlin is covered with mysterious inscriptions, forming a giant magic circle.

And this is exactly the preparation that Lu Kang was talking about!

At the same time the insurgents broke in.

The giant magic circle slowly began to operate.

In their view, the world suddenly spun around.

In Kichijouin Kihara's eyes, everything within the palace became a chaotic mix of colors!

"This is neither the mystery of magic nor the mystery of miracles!" On the snow-covered street, the 'monk and nun' suddenly looked at the man opposite them: "You have combined the two—you have committed the greatest taboo that neither magicians nor the Church can tolerate!"

"So what?" Lu Kang said indifferently, "I am not accepted by this world anyway, so what difference does it make if there is one more or one less?"

"And aren't you curious about what this magic circle is for?" Lu Kang looked up and gazed into the distance. All he could see was a white curtain of snow and ice. He couldn't see anything, but he seemed to see in an instant the giant magic circle that was slowly activating inside the Kremlin. He also saw the man sitting silently on the throne in the very center of the giant magic circle—Nicholas II.

He said, "This magic array is neither used for offense nor for defense."

It is used to...

"Summoned!"

Kichijouin Kihara heard it; she felt the tremor from underground the moment the magic circle was activated.

From underground within this street.

From underground in Moscow!

The natural magic that exists beneath Moscow is converging towards the Kremlin, serving as the energy to activate that giant magic circle.

"Summoning Heroic Spirits—? You're summoning Heroic Spirits?" Such a massive flow of magical energy, such a vast and mysterious magic circle—Kichijoin Kihara immediately considered a possibility. She was somewhat incredulous: "How could you possibly do this…?"

“Of course not. Summoning Heroic Spirits is a feat that requires at least ‘magic’ or world-class authority to accomplish!” Lu Kang did not deny it. His gaze was calm as he stared at the woman in front of him. His words were like knives, dissecting the defenses that Kichijoin Kihara had built up. He said, “What I did was not simply to summon Heroic Spirits.”

"I am using the power of 'miracle' to create a phantom spirit, and then using the power of magic... to summon it!"

At this moment, Kichijouin Kihara finally understood what Lu Kang meant. The power of miracles created through faith is the power of cognition. The so-called phantom spirits, unlike heroic spirits, are not things that actually exist in history. They are merely things that exist in the cognition of most people, either with prototypes or purely fictional. Such fictional existences can naturally be shaped by miracles—just like the invisible 'God' formed by the church through faith.

Of course, Lu Kang could not have conceived of the idea that the church had created 'God' over two thousand years.

But he controlled the power of a nation.

Creating powerful phantoms is not impossible!

Then summon it using magic.

It's even more feasible!

Phantoms are not heroic spirits, and summoning them does not require high-level mysticism; only a specific ritual is needed.

No wonder Lu Kang said this was a preparation made in advance.

Such a large-scale project definitely needs to be prepared in advance!

Although the phantoms created in this way don't last long... under normal circumstances, they can withstand most crises!

Kichijou-in Kihara's thoughts settled down.

The sharp sound of something cutting through the air rang out almost simultaneously!

She took action.

No matter what, she was a member of the burial agency, and no matter how much she enjoyed having fun, she always kept her choices in mind.

"As a reward for letting me see such an interesting thing, I'll... give you a quick death and let you sleep for three days and three nights!"

A voice drifted through the air, and the black and white nun's habit billowed wildly in the frozen snow. A jet-black dagger, gleaming with a miraculous light, appeared in her hand and pierced sharply toward the man opposite her!

She appeared before Lu Kang.

With a flick of its blade, it thrust forward! The miraculous radiance enveloping the dagger burned intensely, seemingly capable of melting away all impurity!

She demonstrated a power far beyond that of an ordinary agent as a member of the burial agency.

Lu Kang didn't react in time.

But he didn't need to react.

because...

"Don't you want to know who the phantom I created and summoned is?" he uttered a name.

Then, after a slight pause, Kichijouin Kihara thrust out again—although only for a moment, she did indeed pause!

So the next second.

With a loud bang.

Amidst the trembling and billowing dust of the imperial palace, it was as if a colossal beast had burst forth from its shell, its massive form appearing in the sight of all the rebels who had ventured in.

It appeared above the enormous palace, like a phantom, yet undeniably real!

At the same time, a snowflake fell on the blocked street.

Yes.

Here, where time and space should have been sealed off, a pale sliver of light fell, landing on the black dagger thrust out by Jixiangyuan Qihuang, and also on the bright outer robe pierced by the dagger's sharp edge.

The frozen space began to flow again.

A small crack appeared.

Through that gap, Lu Kang's outer robe glowed, blocking the incoming attack.

Kichijouin Kihara slightly opened her dark eyes, and a mysterious, feather-like light pierced deep into her eyelids!

The temple of techniques was activated in that instant.

Just like five years ago...

He once again shook the miracle-maker's resolve, causing them to be astonished, successfully breaking the seal on the miracle and successfully activating the magic—

And all of this was because of just one sentence.

One sentence...