After about half an hour, Marchiri, who had been sketching something, finally stopped what he was doing, and Jacksy, who had been waiting impatiently, immediately asked. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Done?"

Speaking of calculations, it's just some speculation about the current situation of the Great Holy Grail, although Atlas Academy has a lot of information about Fuyuki City, but because of the loss of Raphael, who has the ability to analyze intelligence, Atlas Academy's intelligence gathering ability has now decreased significantly.

Therefore, all Jacksey can tell Marchie is the information of several Holy Grail Wars that have taken place, and give him as reference materials, so that he can analyze the current situation of the Great Holy Grail and extract some useful information as a reference to see how to deal with this Holy Grail War.

To be honest, Jackxi is not very comfortable with these, after all, it is equivalent to starting from scratch and restoring the situation that appeared in the Great Holy Grail according to the existing information, to be honest, even if he is the designer of the Holy Grail system, Jacky does not think that Marchy can speculate on the situation of the Great Holy Grail in such a short period of time, after all, this is already a history spanning hundreds of years.

However, he did.

"The Great Holy Grail should be in a semi-dormant state now, it should have accumulated enough mana, but some of the functions used to select the Master have stopped, but if it is summoned, it should still be able to summon the Servant."

Maqiri, who had told him the final result, stepped aside and sat on the cold iron box, where there were no comfortable seats, but he didn't seem to hate them.

"Hmm.... How did you deduce that? Jacky looked at Marchie with some disbelief, after all, this level of accuracy does make people wonder, if Marchie really has such ability, then why did the previous Holy Grail War fail?

"Can you understand what I said? No kidding, hurry up and summon and don't waste time. Originally, the purpose of speculating on the function of the Great Holy Grail was to see if it was possible to summon the Heroic Spirit now, but Marchi seemed to be very unconcerned about Jacksy's skeptical attitude, as if to say, "Why do you think my speculation is wrong?" "Same.

"It's still better for you to talk if you have amnesia before." Jack West didn't like this kind of hard dialogue, but there was nothing he could do, after all, what he wanted to do was not to help Maqiri fulfill his long-cherished wish, but to achieve the purpose of the Atlas Academy.

"Tedia, you didn't lose anything, did you?" Looking at the red-haired boy who was also a little untidy on the side, Jacksie asked.

"Of course you won't lose it, how can you lose something so important." With that, the boy known as Tedia stood up, walked to the side of the warehouse, which looked like a place where garbage was piled up, rummaged through it for a long time, and finally took out a box from under the thick iron plate.

The surface of the box reflects the luminous glow, and the pure black appearance looks very smooth.

"You're just putting something so important in the garbage?" Jacksie looked confused, he couldn't have imagined that this guy would actually put such an important holy relic in it.

"Tsk, this is the safest place, and you don't want to take it with you, and I don't have any power, if someone finds out my identity, I won't let it be snatched away, right? You blame me. Handing the box to Jacksy, Tedia sat back on the iron box, completely accustomed to the life of the warehouse.

"Okay, okay, I don't blame you." Jack West can't say anything, although Tedia's alchemy level is not very good, and he doesn't know any magic, but his ability to gather intelligence is definitely second to none, if it weren't for Raphael's presence before, he would definitely be the strongest intelligence collector in Atlas Academy.

Taking the tin box, Jackcy lifted the lid and looked at the golden light inside, a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"I really didn't expect those old guys to let me use this thing, it seems that I was ruthless."

In the middle of the iron box, there was a cone with golden light, and it was covered with dirt, which didn't look very clean, but it was such a thing, but it made Jackxi laugh.

"What is this?" Looking at the golden cone in his hand, Maqiri also asked with interest.

"Good thing, very good thing, this was bought by the old men of the Atlas Academy when they passed through the Middle East, and it was just because the sellers had a gimmick: 'absolutely solid things', and the old men wanted to give the guy who sold things a disadvantage, but they couldn't parse the substance at all, and even alchemy couldn't decompose it, but they made their own appearance."

Speaking of this history, Jack West seems to be happy.

"In the end, because the old man couldn't stand it on his face, he bought this thing at a high price and brought it back to the Atlas Academy for research, but in the end, they didn't figure out what kind of substance it was, whether it was alchemy, magic, or modern science, they couldn't decompose this substance."

"What does that have to do with you bringing it here?" Maqiri was curious about this, could it be that Jacksey was going to take a strange thing that he didn't know where it came from, and use it as a holy relic to summon the servants?

"Of course, the matter in this world is in the hands of our alchemists, which is called science in modern times, so since this is a completely new substance, there are only two possibilities, one is that it is something from aliens, but there is no such material from space in the soil on it, which means that this thing can only be on Earth."

"What about the other possibility?" Since one is denied, there is only another left.

"The remnants of the god dynasty must be right, the biggest difference between alchemists and scientists is that we know that those so-called myths and stories have indeed existed, so special items such as gods should also exist, and those things are reasonable if they cannot be analyzed with the knowledge of alchemy."

Marcheri nodded, agreeing with Jacksy's statement.

"So, what the hell is this from that myth, you've already counted it, right?" At least in Maqiri's view, there is no clue at all, except that it is from the Middle East, as if there are no other clues.

It's just that when it comes to the myths of the Middle East, there are many, the two river basins are one of the earliest birthplaces of mankind, and the myths and legends based on the Mesopotamian plains can last for thousands of years, so which of them can be related to this golden cone?

"Of course, although the mythology of the two river basins spans a large range, the shape of this object has revealed a lot of things, and with the name of the oldest human narrative poem, it is not too difficult to guess." The answer was almost imminent, but Jacksey deliberately sold it out, as if he wanted Marchie to figure it out for himself.

After thinking for a moment, Marchie understood what Jacksey was talking about.

"How is it possible, if it is true that the gods created him, as the myth says, then in the end he also died at the hands of the gods, how can he leave the wreckage? This is clearly problematic. ”

It is true that Marchi understood what Jacksy was referring to, but it was obviously not something that could be mastered by humans, and according to the content of the narrative poem, he also died at the hands of the gods in the end, so how could he leave such a thing?

"Of course it wasn't left at that time, but didn't he fight another king before he was destroyed by the gods, although in terms of the content of the narrative poem, the two are evenly matched, but who knows if he dropped a part of his body? You should also understand that that guy is a god-made weapon, and since it is a weapon, it is not impossible to drop a part of it in a fierce battle, right? ”

As he spoke, Jacksey picked up the golden cone from the tin box and showed it to Marchi.

"That's just wishful thinking on your part, if not, maybe you'll have to summon a Servant who has something to do with the soil, and that kind of Servant can be found everywhere."

"Don't worry, how can such a magical thing summon a cheap servant, and even if it really fails, isn't there still a philosopher's stone in my hands? It's okay. "Jacksey seems to have forgotten the reason for his failure in the Aegean, and there is something to be said about it at this point.

However, Marchie looked at him with confidence, but he didn't bother to talk nonsense, sat back on the iron box, and watched Jackxi start to build a Heroic Spirit Summoning Magic Array.

Speaking of the oldest narrative poem of mankind, it is the Gilgamesh Narrative Poem.

Among them, there was once a god-made weapon, which fought with Gilgamesh, who was the protagonist of the narrative poem, and formed a deep friendship after the war, becoming the only friend of the lonely king, and under the guidance of this god-made weapon, Gilgamesh gradually embarked on the path of the virtuous king, bringing prosperity to Uruk.

And this god-made weapon is also created by the gods, the wedge of the gods connecting the heavens and the earth, and its body is a puppet made of clay by the gods, so he himself is also integrated with the earth, and has quite brutal combat power, which can be comparable to Gilgamesh at the peak of the battle at that time.

It is only at the end of the story that they mistakenly kill the god's pet, which makes the god angry and puts a curse on the god-made weapon, causing him to gradually weaken until he dies, but before he dies, he completely transforms his body into a chain, giving Gilgamesh a chance to kill the god.

This god-made weapon was originally created to deal with Gilgamesh, but in the end, it stifled the god's power, causing Gilgamesh to kill the god in the end.

This god-made weapon was also one of Gilgamesh's trump cards later, the lock of heaven - Enkidu.