"That's right. Though if you wish for me to summon a dragon forth from the Golden Fleece, I'm going to need you to help me. I didn't get to bring it up to you before the attack on the temple, but I believe that if the Fleece was soaked in blood that was rich enough in magical energy, and if I were to use a few incantations upon the fleece in order to rouse the dragon's spirit within, it would awaken and use the blood it was soaked in to create a physical form!" Medea's plan is... unexpectedly brilliant, if it works. "You see, simply summoning the dragon by myself simply wouldn't work, because it would end up spiritual in nature, not unlike a Servant. Otherwise upon it being slain, it will simply disappear, along with any magic it might've held in its blood." Medea explains matter-of-factly. "That's why I need your help to summon it properly, Master." That makes a lot of sense, actually. Though you aren't the only one with blood that is rich in magical energy.

Morgan remains silent as she seems to evaluate Medea for a moment. The two women are some of the greatest spellcasters in history, and it seems like Morgan is assessing just where the skills of this rival magus lie. "Your theory is... entirely correct. Or at least, I can't find any faults with it without personally inspecting this Noble Phantasm of yours in order to ensure that it will actually work."

Part 19