A dimensional journey starting from the Dragon Clan

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police station.

"Ah, there's more. According to the information you have prepared, King Arthur's Excalibur uses the slash of light to knock everything away... Well, according to the parlance of this era, it is simply a laser cannon."

"Ah, because of this, I initially thought that the heroic spirit that appeared was King Arthur, and that sword was Excalibur, but..."

Regarding Dumas' question, the director fell into deep thought again.

Legend has it that Excalibur is not a noble phantom for human use jointly created by blacksmiths and magicians from the mysterious age, but a divine weapon created by the will of the planet.

If that is true, is its power limited to that extent?

At this time, Dumas laughed on the phone as if he was very happy:

"Oh my! Brother, maybe your idea is really to the core?"

"what's going on?"

"Because Lionheart's fandom of King Arthur is so serious... It is said that whether on the battlefield or in daily life, he named the sword he held 'Excalibur'. Later, it was not just a sword, he could hold it in All the Touchi fighting in my hand are called 'Excalibur'."

"Including eating knives and forks and rolled parchment...even small sticks that fell on the ground."

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in the forest.

"——'The eternally distant...Sword of Victory (Excalibur)'!"

This was probably the third time Ayaka saw this light.

First, it caused the ceiling to collapse, and then the light slash smashed the rubble that fell in front of the police officer.

Although the light this time was smaller than that then, the heat condensed in the light evaporated many weapons approaching him in an instant.

Then he continued to run at the same speed as before, and stepped into Lancer's arms in just a split second.

He slashed at Lancer, who had a surprised look on his face, with a branch that still had light residue left on it.

However, this blow was blocked by Lancer, who should have been unable to resist it.

"Hey...this is very convenient for opening walnuts."

In front of Saber's sight, who said this in a helpless voice, was Lancer's right hand that was blocking the branch he cut. The fingers of his hand had transformed into sharp blades, and while being cut in half by the branch wrapped with strong magic power, he successfully prevented the "cutting" of the branch.

"It's amazing...I didn't expect that just a branch could have such power."

"Then what? Do you pass the exam? In my opinion, you haven't used half of your strength, right?"

Saber asked with a smile without relaxing the force of pressing the branch forward.

Saber already understood this just from these few minutes of fighting.

Although the true identity of this heroic spirit is not known, to other heroic spirits including myself, it is completely "out of the norm".

"You are really strong. Well, I don't know what my friend will say, but when push comes to shove, you can just escape while I'm blocking him, and you'll be fine."

"...Is that 'friend' you mentioned stronger than you?"

"It's hard to say. We once played for three days and three nights without a winner."

The two gradually weakened while talking to each other, and finally Saber slowly lowered the branch.

So, when the entangled magic power disappeared, the branches immediately fell apart.

"Ah, as expected, if you use wood, you can only use it once at most."

Saber sighed and walked towards Ayaka.

"Hey...are you really okay!?"

Ogai must have understood that the "test of skills" was over, and Ayaka hurried over to check if Saber's body was injured.

"Don't scare people like this! Why all of a sudden...that's not a test of skills at all, it's just a fight of life and death!"

"No...well, there are still life-threatening skill competitions in the world. A knight I knew before said, 'Go to the Kingdom of Shadows to try your skills' and ran to Scotland. As a result, he was attacked by eight thousand people on the way. Bandits surrounded and killed him."

"Don't use this made-up story to deal with me!"

"Do you still know that this is a made-up story!? That's right...the knights were not killed by bandits, nor were the people tortured by eight thousand thugs. That's great...that's great...!" "

Seeing Saber deliberately changing the topic, Lancer said to Ayaka with a hearty smile:

"Just forgive him. He actually did a lot of crazy things for you, but he just couldn't say it frankly."

"Huh?"

Hearing what Lancer said, Ayaka suddenly froze.

"You... no, are you often told that you don't know how to read the atmosphere?"

"I've often been told this by God. For example, when I was trying to kill the cows, he really said something quite outrageous."

"Niu retreat treatment? Oh my, I really want to hear this story in detail!"

Although Saber desperately tried to change the subject, Ayaka grabbed her pigtails at the back of her head.

And it still adds weight.

"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts! Wait a minute! Don't do this, please Ayaka! It hurts, it hurts! I know, it's me who can't do it!"

Saber turned around with tears in her eyes, only to see that even though Ayaka was angry, there were still tears in her eyes.

"Why...do such a thing?"

"You still ask why-"

"I know. Although I don't know the specific content, I understand that you really want to do something for me... But, I didn't ask you to do this!"

"Didn't I say that? Even if you refuse, I will mind my own business."

Facing Saber who shrugged her shoulders and said this, Ayaka shouted even harder:

"If you need magic power, just use magic or other methods to silence me and turn me into a puppet that supplies magic power! Even though this is the case, you are always taking care of me... helping me... and still trusting me. I said my real name...ah, that's not right. I actually thank you and appreciate you."

Saber was about to reply, "That's not something to be thankful for," but decided to shut up and let Ayaka say what she wanted to say.

"But... I don't have that kind of value at all! I really don't have the qualifications to be protected or trusted by others!"

Ayaka, who was shouting like this, thought of a girl wearing a red hood.

Whenever he recalled the figure of the bleeding girl, a voice would echo in his heart.

A voice that kept blaming himself for what a lowly and despicable person he was.

"Even though you are treated so kindly, I will definitely betray you! In order to save my own life, I might leave you alone and escape alone, or I might even betray you to the enemy!"

Ah, yes, I betrayed you.

I don't want to save you.

In that Chancai apartment... to that child...

Recalling the past, Ayaka felt her heartbeat speed up while having a headache——

Saber let out a breath and said in a casual tone:

"Maybe you'll betray me or something... Ayaka, you really like to care about those little things."

"You still talk about small things..."

"Little things, small things, that's what happens all the time. And my younger brother, who is related to me by blood, once betrayed me to the enemy country. Not only did he refuse to save me, he even didn't hesitate to give money to the enemy country. Ask them not to let me go?"

It wasn't out of comfort or sympathy, Saber really told her family affairs in a nonchalant manner.

"By my brother...?"

Although Ayaka was shocked to hear such heavy content——

"Oh~ It's really bad, but after I returned to the country, my brother thought that I was dead and tried to usurp the throne. In the end, he was abandoned by the nobles and the people and ended up in failure. On the contrary, I feel very pitiful for him. , after all, he suffered a lot because of my excessive use of money..."

"But, but, that has nothing to do with me..."

Ayaka said this as if to show that she would not be fooled by you. But this sentence was also easily dismissed.

"Of course it does matter! It's not just you, I have always lived a life where it would be no surprise no matter who I am betrayed, betrayed or run away from. Although I think it shouldn't be the case, you won't misunderstand that I am a kind person, right?"

"I don't know about that kind of thing. What have you done before..."

"...It's war."

Saber said in a voice that sounded a little proud but also contained a hint of sadness.

"Because this is the only thing I can do."

Seeing Saber's rare hesitation in speaking, Ayaka didn't know what to say to him, and almost fell into deeper self-loathing——

"Goooo."

At this time, the silver beast walked to Ayaka's feet and rubbed his cheek against her calf.

It was as if he was comforting Ayaka, who was filled with anxiety.

"…………"

So, Lancer, who had remained silent so far, put his hand on the back of the silver beast and said:

"Okay, okay, it's not okay for the people who formed an alliance with me to show such depressed expressions. If it's berries and fruits, I can prepare them for you. Do you want something to eat?"

"Ah, I'll eat it then, thank you."

After placing wild fruits on the palm he extended to Saber, Lancer shouted towards the forest a little further away:

"If you don't mind, would you like to have something to eat too? You've been looking at us since just now. Are you hungry?"

"……Huh?"

"What?"

Ayaka and Saber both looked over with wide eyes, and in an instant - a figure emerged from the forest.

That was the heroic spirit wrapped in black that appeared at the place where Ayaka and Saber met.

"ah!?"

"It scared me, even I didn't notice it."

Saber—as she spoke, all her nerves were on alert in order to be able to enter combat mode at any time.

The heroic spirit in black showed a complicated expression from the gap in the cloth covering his face, and stared here for a long time - one by one

"Is it the Lionheart King...Richard?"

"You're right."

"Hey hey"

Ayaka hurriedly tried to stop her, but Saber shook her head and said:

"Since so many conversations have been heard, it would be more troublesome to hide them."

Facing Saber who looked disapproving, Ayaka sighed deeply.

At this time, Assassin faced those two people and said:

"I heard everything you said..."

Then, as if she had overcome all kinds of inner struggles, the Assassin girl clenched her fists tightly and said:

"Are you... going to defeat the monster?"

So, Saber answered seriously:

"If he intends to harm others. Because before I was alive... I was once hindered by their vampire counterparts from fighting with my beloved opponent, and many of my subordinates were killed..."

Saber closed her mouth as if she was nostalgic for the distant past and felt deep regret at the same time, and then said these words as if she had made up her mind.

"At that time, I, the opponent we had agreed to meet on the battlefield...and your leader...the 'Old Man of the Mountain' worked together to barely eliminate him."

"I...have heard about this before. At the same time...I also know what a terrible man you are."

The girl from Assassin looked like she would pounce at any moment.

Saber did not let down her guard, it felt like the atmosphere was about to explode - but Lancer ignored the atmosphere and said:

"Then, the next thing is 'another question' about forming an alliance."

"……I've forgotten it all."

"Actually, I have several 'monsters' that I want to eliminate from this city, just to fulfill the promise I made with my friends."

"...The 'monsters' you call seem to be more troublesome than vampires?"

"There's no such thing. For now...it's just a dark 'curse'...and a red-black 'mud' ball..."

Lancer rarely wiped away his smile and talked about the "aura" he felt on this day with a slightly melancholy expression.

"If these two 'fuse' together and penetrate into the Holy Grail..."

"Not only the Holy Grail, but the planet itself may also be in a slightly dangerous situation."

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There are almost hundreds of thousands of disappearances in the United States every year.

However, if you ask whether so many people disappear every year, you should probably say that half is true and half is false.

Although the number of hundreds of thousands will be reported in Japan as news that attracts public attention, in fact, most of them will be found on the same day or within a few days, and continue to be missing for more than a year - that is, the real number of missing people , which is actually less than 10% of that number. It is said that there are probably tens of thousands of people every year.

Although the number of tens of thousands alone is already unignorable, even if you ignore this, there has been an abnormality in this number since the Holy Grail War occurred several years ago.

It was a slow change in a sense - no one noticed the essence of it.

Except for the culprit responsible for this anomaly.

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There is a condensation of magic called "mud".

That was what Francesca extracted from the Great Holy Grail when she stole "part of the substance that makes up the Great Holy Grail" from Fuyuki.

For Faldius, who had inherited the memory of the Third War, it was "mud" with a familiar nature.

Faldius followed the distant memory and immediately understood the true face of the mud ball.

At the same time, he immediately proposed to isolate the piece of "mud".

However, no order for isolation, treatment or decontamination was ever issued.

Because both the upper management and the facilitators became interested in the "mud".

The Holy Grail and its power were tainted, and even now, more than 70 years later, the "human malignancy" that contaminates the power of the new Holy Grail continues. In other words, it was the extremely pure yet extremely muddy desire itself that constituted a certain "Avenger" in the Third Holy Grail War.

The one who is most interested in the "mud" that Francesca said has always been preserved in the crevices of the adaptable human organs is the leader of the Scladio family - Garbaroso Scladio. .

He once said:

"If it's Bastyrod, he will definitely be able to make full use of that poisonous swamp."

Faldius was of course opposed to it, but just because Francesca, as the owner, agreed to the proposal, things developed in a complicated direction.

All those who reside in the body are dominated by madness, and even their bodies are swallowed up by the mud and completely destroyed.

However, even if Bastyrod allowed mud to stay on his body, he would still be the same as before. Not only that, I heard that he also used his own magic power as bait to continuously increase the weight of the mud ball.

Although the Scladio family praised Bastilod by saying, "Exerting domination magic on one's own mind, and controlling the mud ball while maintaining normal consciousness, these are Bastyrod's abilities as a magician," but the French Erdius knew.

Bastyrode is indeed using his own magic to control and cultivate the mud ball.

In order not to let Mu control his heart, he must have continued to make extraordinary efforts.

Then he understood.

There is a mistake in the praise of the Scladio family.

He was not controlling the mud ball while maintaining normal consciousness.

The man named Bastyrod was already in a state of madness as a person before he allowed the mud ball to reside in his body, or from the very beginning.

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"……are you back."

A corner of the vast magic workshop with the entrance underneath the meat-eating factory.

Bastirod, who felt the aura, looked back and saw his Servant Alcides standing there.

Faced with the heroic spirit that had transformed into the dual existence of Archer and Avenger in the future, Bastirod spoke:

"How do you feel, the legendary King of Heroes?"

"...Very strong. He showed no signs of being disturbed by my provocation. Although he does appear to be in high spirits from time to time, that is probably just on the surface."

"According to what Francesca said, he should be an arrogant and passionate king... Is it really dangerous to take all that guy's information seriously?"

They don't know.

Due to the existence of Enkidu, the heroic spirit, the King of Heroes is in an unprecedented joyous mood, so he must be more tolerant than when he is usually summoned.

Of course, no matter what the hero king's character is, it doesn't seem to be too important to them.

After a moment of silence, it was Alcides' turn to ask the Master a question.

"Master, what is the source of your magic power? Just to maintain the 'mud of sacrifice', it would be difficult for an ordinary magician to support the pillar."

"Are you worried that my magic power will dry up?"

"I think you should know the number and nature of my Noble Phantasms."

"…………"

To what extent you can use your Noble Phantasm as you wish, that is often the most important difference between victory and defeat in a battle between Servants.

However, even now that the magic channel is connected, Alcides cannot feel where the "bottom" of the Master is.

To be precise, although I can roughly feel the holding capacity of the entire magic circuit, it is obvious that magic power far exceeding that amount is flowing in continuously from the channel.

"It's very simple, it's just using a 'battery'."

Bastirod said as he put his hands into his arms.

Then, something approximately the size of a baseball appeared from his arms.

Although he didn't know what it was at first glance, Alcides realized the true identity of the thing and couldn't help but let out a low groan.

The thing held in Bastirod's right hand was a crystal that was crystal clear but reflected complex light, and had a certain mysterious atmosphere. Although it is very similar to the magic ore used by gem magicians, it can be felt that its purity is several dimensions higher than those ores.

Alcides had a familiar feeling about this characteristic crystal.

That's the same thing as the "magic crystal" that was the result of the Greek witches refining the magic that filled the atmosphere into matter.

If this is the case, then a large amount of Basidirod's magic power is extracted from that magic crystal.

Although this crystal is equivalent to a battery that stores magic power, it is not something that can increase the magic power in the body of a magician or Servant or quickly recover it. It is basically used to add the magic power from the outside when performing magic.

However, Bastirod used a special method of first contaminating the magic through "mud", then incorporating it into his body, and then directly instilling it into the Servant that connected the channel.

Normally, using this method would cause even the brain to be contaminated by the twisted magic and fall into a state of madness, but Bastilod maintained his normal consciousness by exerting multiple "control" magic on himself. The persistent manipulator can be said to be the black magic equivalent of pain.

Although he has no talent as a magician, Alcides gained a considerable level of knowledge through his trip on the Argonaut.

For him, he immediately understood the steps Bastirod took, but there were two unexplainable problems.

Generating magic crystals should be impossible with the skills of current magicians.

Moreover, based on the size of the magic crystal he is holding in his hand, the magic power should be exhausted quickly.

As if answering the Servant's questions, Bastilod stood up expressionlessly.

"...There is no need to worry about magic power."

Just walk along the passage of the underground workshop, and soon you will come to a more open space.

It was far wider than the place where Alcides was summoned, as if the factory on the ground had been transferred directly to the underground space.

Then Alcides saw it.

There are countless wonderful machines and cylindrical water tanks connected to them arranged inside. In the center of that area, there is a device that looks like the summoning circle is built directly with modern mechanical technology.

And in the corner of the room, there was a large pile of shiny hill-like things that could be mistaken for the treasure house in the castle.

Transparent crystal blocks were piled high in the room like a mountain of gems.

"That's just a small part."

At this time, Bastirod's men began to do something - the humanoid object floating in the tank turned into foam and disappeared, and instead, a baseball-sized magic crystal appeared on the central device.

"...Is it a sacrifice?"

After hearing what Alcides said, who understood everything, Bastirod said calmly:

"This was originally a system developed by a man named Atram Griasta. It was later captured by the Scladio family and transformed into what it is today. Because although Atram was developing this system He was a genius in terms of magic, but his ability as a magician was quite low. Before the efficiency of the machine could be improved, he seemed to have died during Fuyuki's struggle."

"I see, what you instilled in me was the magic power of using human life as a sacrifice."

"Because there are countless people who are hostile to the Scladio family. If you feel that you cannot tolerate the use of sacrifices, do you want to kill me here on the spot?"

Facing Bastirod's question with eyes that reminded him not so much of the God of Death but of death itself, Alcides shook his head nonchalantly.

"Before taking revenge on the tyrants of Olympus, these are just trivial matters. It doesn't matter even if the sacrifice is my life."

Then, while red and black magic energy seeped out of his body, he uttered words of complaint against the gods:

"Because they didn't even use their souls as sacrifices... just out of jealousy, they put the lives of my children into the furnace and burned them to ashes."

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police station.

"Let me tell you, brother. Compared to Saber, I care more about Archer who attacked that hotel."

"...You are really well informed."

"Is that called Avenger? It really brings something quite difficult, little girl Francesca."

"Having said that, I heard that the Servant was defeated early in Fuyuki's third war. Is it true that no matter how much hatred and anger humans accumulate, they will still be unable to defeat the high-ranking heroic spirits in the end?"

I am not fighting purely out of obsession and hatred.

However, the powerful power of negative emotions such as anger and resentment cannot be denied.

If that is not the case at all, it will be necessary to reconsider the future activity policy.

Just as the director was thinking this, Dumas smiled and replied:

"Ha! Then you really underestimate revenge, Director. Hatred that reaches the extreme is already a curse. It can even be said to be one of the mysteries that remain in modern times without the use of magic. .Although in fact it’s not a mystery at all, it’s just an ordinary human emotion.”

"Is it a curse?"

"Ah, the most difficult thing about this curse is that the more legitimate the reason for revenge, the more enjoyable it will be to execute it. If hatred is a curse, then the so-called purification (Catharsis) is an anesthetic? Once you try it Once you get past that taste, it's hard to get rid of that thrill. Whether it's the Avengers themselves, or people watching from a distance through books and plays, etc., and of course, including making a fortune by writing other people's revenge into books. A writer! Haha!”

After hearing what Dumas said, the director thought for a while, frowned and said:

"...Although I don't think so, does it really exist? Is there still a prototype of the Cave King?"

"Well, although one of the prototypes may be my father, does Edmond Dantès actually exist? Did he really complete the revenge that makes everyone watching feel excited, or did he completely cut off the revenge in the end? Heart, after all, does that treasure really exist? Only God knows all this. It is also the so-called 'truth found in the haystack'. However, at least it is true that I made a lot of money from that novel! Hahahahahaha!”

"...Suppose there is a man who serves as the prototype. If he sees you now, I think you have no right to complain even if he is shot dead, right?"

In response to the Director's sarcasm, Dumas replied "Maybe", but still smiled and said:

"If you continue to be a Servant like this, maybe one day you will meet someone. But that will be discussed at that time. Thanks to you, I now earn more than the villains who framed you - then I will just follow Let him say it! Haha!”

"If I were in his shoes, I would be waiting for the opportunity to give you a good beating. How do I put it, that line... I remember it seems to be..."

As soon as the director began to think, Dumas hurriedly shouted:

"Hey, don't be like this!? You must never read out the lines you wrote in front of the writer! Otherwise, I will think of better lines and have the desire to revise the draft! I obviously can't do it anymore!"

Then, after the mood had calmed down, Dumas said again about the curse of revenge:

"Anyway, you have to be careful, brother. It's not hatred but legitimate revenge, which is also very pleasant from the perspective of others. Is that curse contagious? The more difficult the revenge, the more powerful it will be. "

"Maybe the shining golden king you are targeting will be swallowed up by the revenge of the common people who suddenly appeared."

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The top floor of the hotel's Crystal Hill.

"Well, it seems that you are really working hard. The shape of the forest is completely different from that during the day."

The Royal Suite with broken glass everywhere.

The strong wind from high altitude has been blocked by Tini with magic, and multiple barriers have been applied to adjust it so that only a false landscape can be seen from the outside.

Although he had just been attacked, Gilgamesh said, "There is no king in the world who can walk off a high platform just after being shot with one or two arrows." So Tini's subordinates gave hints to the construction workers. I tried my best to get back to this place.

However, he didn't care about the hard work of the people around him. The hero became happy when he saw the big forest on the side of the city.

"It seems that my friend has also found a good training partner! This is really exciting!"

The King of Heroes crossed his arms and looked down at the street as if he was happy. Probably because he was excited about the upcoming struggle, he rarely said this to Tini:

"Tini, you have to save up your magic power. Although I won't use EA when facing those soldiers and generals, I can't even imagine how much magic power I will need to do next."

Faced with the King of Heroes who said this with youthful and heroic eyes, Tini couldn't help being surprised, but she immediately understood and nodded forcefully.

"Please use your power to the fullest, even if it takes away my body and soul——"

Before she could finish speaking, Gilgamesh interrupted Tini's slippery words with a slightly sharp voice.

"Don't say stupid things here. Although it is your freedom to dedicate your life to me as the king, even if an immature soul like yours is sacrificed, it will not be of any use."

"…………"

"Besides, if your life is exhausted early, won't I be able to compete with my friends to the fullest? Or are you going to force me to find a retainer with magic power that rivals yours?"

"No, that's not the case...!"

Facing Tini who hurriedly denied it, the King of Heroes smiled bitterly and said:

"If you want to dedicate your body and life to me, then grow a matching soul before the end of this war...that is, the time when my friend and I fulfill our promise. In that case, I will keep this as a memory. Take it back to your seat. In this battle, there is a memory of a person worthy of being named a loyal minister. Just think of this as a compliment that is synonymous with becoming a citizen of Uruk."

"I-I will work hard! Ah..."

Because she shouted out unconsciously, Tini hurriedly said as if to cover up:

"I'm really sorry. I've obviously not been recognized by that female cavalry as an enemy yet..."

Seeing Tini becoming a little bit masochistic, Gilgamesh tilted his head.

"If you are still concerned about being despised by that female cavalry, it is a kind of arrogance."

Perhaps sensing the inner thoughts of the confused Tini, King Yingwei showed a fearless smile and said;

"No matter how enlightened you are, a child is still a child in the face of a strong person. Of course, even in my opinion, regardless of whether you are enlightened or not, you are just a child."

"but I……"

"If the other party is a warrior with strong self-esteem, then they should treat each other with courtesy no matter what age or dress they are. But Tini, although you may be aware of it, you are not yet considered to have strong self-esteem. Human beings. When faced with a clear death, anyone can achieve enlightenment. However, if self-esteem is low, even if you are an old person, people who don’t have it still don’t have it.”

"…………"

Tini, who was worried about whether she could have that kind of self-esteem, ignored her. The King of Heroes took a bottle of high-end wine from the wine cabinet in the royal suite, happily uncorked the bottle, and continued calmly:

"In this sense, you are very lucky. Although it is only temporary, you are still my subject after all. In just a few days, you should be able to serve the highest and only king and give me my honor." Feel proud that it will be deeply imprinted in your memory. Of course, since I am the king, I don’t understand how it feels to use a ‘warrior’ with strong self-esteem.”

Facing the king who kept making self-centered remarks, Tini had gone beyond the limit of helplessness. Instead, she was moved by saying, "Although I don't quite understand it, he really regards the world as his own."

Not realizing that her feelings were gradually numbing, she suddenly remembered something that she had cared about before, and asked the King of Heroes:

"Please forgive my rudeness. King, as part of your glory, can you tell me how you won the Fourth Holy Grail War?"

So, the King of Heroes smiled and shook the wine glass.

"Hey, Tini. Is that a question that cannot be established if the other party is not me? Because according to the so-called Fuyuki system, the memory of being summoned in other places in the past will not be retained."

"Even if it's something from the past...is this the case?"

Virgo has no concept of past and future.

If all the memories are brought back, there will be contradictions such as "I know the outcome of the Holy Grail War I am currently participating in." Therefore, the memory is usually adjusted according to the place and time when the "seat" is summoned.

"Although this is probably a painful strategy of Zuo trying to suppress the contradictions in the world as much as possible, but in front of me, who has the vision to see through the future, it is simply superfluous and useless. It is easy to make analogies from different phases of the future. .”

After saying that, the King of Heroes stared into the void with confidence, trying to spy on his other self who had shifted his phase——

"Huh?...ZABOON...that's not it...fishing...that's not right..."

After worrying for a while, he tilted his head as if feeling incredible.

"It's strange. The moment I turned my eyes to the phase when Fuyuki summoned me, the 'mud' I saw during the day passed across my field of vision."

However, maybe he felt that this was not something worth paying attention to, so he drank a glass of wine, shrugged his shoulders and said:

"But forget it, if the so-called Holy Grail is real, I will use the magic power in it to completely wash away the 'mud'. Then, how about I tell you the story of how I built the wall of Uruk in detail? Just say it once!"

After that, Tini will learn a lot of "the truth that is better not to know" about the city of Uruk - but that is another story.

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Snowfield Central Hospital in the evening

A large white building located in the central area of ​​Snowfield.

Although it looks like an art gallery at first glance, it is actually a large hospital with the most high-end equipment in the city. A city of hope where many patients from the surgery department to the internal medicine department come for treatment every day... This is how it should be. , but now the front desk is in a state of mild chaos due to the continuous flow of patients with their families.

"I mean, something is very wrong with my husband! He obviously went to Las Vegas for business, but he suddenly came back and said inexplicable words like 'I will never leave this city again!'"

"Yeah, it's really abnormal! The colleague who was responsible for delivering goods to Indian Springs ran back without doing anything, so I sent someone else there, but that person also ran back right away!"

All the cases have one thing in common: "People who leave the city return immediately." The family brought the person to the hospital because they thought it was a mental illness. However, because a large number of similar patients came in, the hospital also It is suspected that some special incident has occurred, and an emergency countermeasures meeting is currently being held to discuss countermeasures.

"Ah, doctor, what's wrong?"

In a certain area deep in the hospital, slightly away from this chaotic scene.

Seeing the elderly doctor walking past working hours, a young nurse spoke to her:

"No, because the patient forgot to take something away in the ward."

"Is that so? I heard that the front exit seems to be quite chaotic, so you should be careful."

"Ah, thank you."

Then, after confirming that the nurse had left - the next moment, the old doctor's figure completely changed into that of the nurse he had just met.

"How about it? Mr. Bennett."

In the mind of Berserker, who turned into a female nurse, came the conversation of Frater as the Master: "Well, no problem. I have got the pass to enter here, don't worry. .”

Berserker, who even transformed the barcode-type pass hanging around the nurse's neck, continued to transform into people who passed by him after that, and walked inside while acquiring various information.

Then, after returning to the original state of the old doctor, Berserker continued to talk to the Master through magical communication.

Berserker: This is the right direction. Can you really see my vision through sensory sharing?

Flatt: Yeah, barely. ...Hmm, starting from the top of the stairs, the "fog" becomes thicker.

Berserker: Understood, I will proceed with caution.

To Bennett, who was nodding vigorously while transmitting words, Flatt seemed to suddenly remember something and reminded him: Please be careful when transforming? I think it would be very eye-catching if I changed into clothes that looked like I might catch a cold at any time like before.

"Ah, um... I obviously just wanted to transform into an ordinary girl, so why on earth did I change into a costume that exposed my navel and thighs? I really don't understand..." Bennett himself was also confused about this.

In order to sneak into the hospital, because he felt that he should try his best to walk in without being suspected, Jack began to try to transform into various postures in the motel, but when he transformed into a girl around 10 years old, , for some reason it turned into a very revealing black swimsuit-like outfit.

As a result, Flatt hurriedly shouted, "Wow~! Wow~! If someone sees this scene, I will be called to the police and arrested immediately. Is this the end of my life!?" while wrapping Benny with a blanket. The scene was wrapped up in a special package, but in the end it was treated as an accident of unknown cause.

"However, after all, it's rare to see your anxious look, so it's worth it."

"I beg you to spare me, really..." Flat said speechlessly.

After the conversation ended, Berserker Bennett cheered up and looked up the stairs.

"As expected, I still can't see anything. But since my Master said so, it must be right."

The reason why Berserker now sneaks into the hospital is to explore the source of the "fog" covering the entire city.

Although Flatt suddenly said in the motel that "there is something like a magical fog covering the city," Berserker did not feel anything unusual even after transforming into a magician.

But even Mr. Xuanhao said that, two of the three people could see it, and if he couldn't see it, it could only be his own problem.

According to Flatt's description, this seems to be a 'heterogeneous flow of magic power'.

"This is not an ordinary magic power. How can I put it... It's like every particle of smoke is an independent creature... It's equivalent to a swarm of very small locusts covering the entire city..."

"Right now, there is no reaction at all without the tools to measure magic power, but if the concentration of this 'fog' increases by another two levels, some magicians with keen senses should be able to detect it."

"Even now, heroic spirits with very keen senses, or those with different sensory methods from humans...for example, vampires should be able to notice it."

After that, Flatt observed through means such as releasing familiars and visual sharing, and found that the fog near Snowfield Central Hospital seemed to be thicker.

Although Bennett has also considered the plan of sneaking inside by turning into a spirit body, because during the spirit form, he will be defenseless against the enemy's magic attacks. If he falls into the enemy's trap, he is likely to be attacked. Fatally wounded.

So Bennett decided to take advantage of his own characteristics and adopted a combat plan of transforming into a hospital staff and sneaking into the hospital in a physical state.

"When a critical moment comes, please run away immediately... When the critical moment comes... When the real critical moment comes, I will use the command spell to forcefully call you back!"

Hearing these words from Flatt with a strong sense of nervousness, Berserker asked: "It's really unlike you to be so nervous... Master, it seems that the matter is really serious? But in fact What you really think in your heart should be 'I don't want such a handsome Command Seal to disappear, you'd better escape with your own strength as much as possible'."

"Yes, I do think so, I'm sorry!" Flatt admitted without hesitation.

"Although it's good that you have a frank personality, it's better to cover up what you just said. Really..."

In front of Bennett, who was walking forward helplessly, the words "Special Isolation Ward" appeared.

It seems that it is a facility used to isolate patients with special infectious diseases. To enter this place, you must first pass through the sterilization room.

So...what's going on?

Sure enough, there is a certain doctor who is the Master, and then isolates the Servants in this place?

Just as he was thinking this, he felt someone coming out of the sterilization room, and Jack immediately transformed into the form of the female nurse who had just entered and exited the ward.

"Oh, aren't you already off work?"

"Sorry, I forgot something..."

"Really...are there a lot of people at the Department of Psychotherapy and Internal Medicine? There was a pipeline explosion in the desert, a terrorist attack at the police station, and a tornado during the day...after all, these many things happened in succession, and there may be quite a few. Everyone must have been greatly stimulated..."

The female doctor, who seemed to be trying to explain things in a reasonable direction, shook her head in a semi-self-deprecating tone and said:

"Because my sister also works in that police station, I was worried and restless before I received the call this morning... However, it is not all bad. Xiaochun's physical condition is very stable today. If it continues to remain stable If so, maybe it won’t take long for him to regain consciousness.”

"Xiao Chun... is it true? That's great!" Because he couldn't even copy the memory in an instant, Bennett could only cater to the other party's topic casually.

"Well, at first when they saw the strange tattoos on her hands, everyone thought it was some bad joke... maybe it was actually a spell prayed for her by the legendary Tsuchimori clan."

"is that so……"

"Ah, I'm sorry. I'm really, obviously a doctor, but I said such strange things..." The female doctor smiled covertly and turned around to leave.

After watching her go down the stairs, Bennett walked into the sterilization room.

Then--

"...Did you hear everything just now? Master."

"Yes...and I can see it now too."

"It's confirmed...I think the Master and Servant named "Tsubaki" are here."

"Well, but...I think it's better for you to come back for now? If this is playing a game, you will definitely be asked "Do you want to save?" "The key position."

"...I feel the same way. Although I'm sorry, I still don't want to go in there unprepared." Not only Flat, but also Ban, who transformed into an ordinary person and his basic abilities as a heroic spirit were greatly reduced. Nite also clearly felt this.

A very dense "aura" was swirling from the sterilization room to the entrance of the ward.

"If what extends through the sterilization room and into the corridor is just pure black magical 'fog'... the entrance to the room that I see now is equivalent to a part of a huge waterfall." Flatt described it this way.

Bennett also nodded slightly. Although he couldn't see so clearly, his instinct was warning him.

In the ward, what existed in front of him was an unparalleled density of "death".

"Although I might be able to cope with it if I use the Noble Phantasm... But I'm not completely sure. Or just use a bomb to destroy the entire hospital..."

"No, it can't be done! You can't do that kind of thing! And we don't know whether the Master is an enemy or one of our own!" Flatt stopped him.

Bennett felt extremely helpless about this.

During the Holy Grail War, he even said the words "I don't know if it's the enemy or one of our own". This kid may really lack something important as a magician.

No, or it would be more accurate to say "he lacks the necessary flaws as a magician".

Of course, maybe it was because of his temperament that he met that talented "teacher".

Thinking of this, Bennett could only sigh and turn around and walk back.

"If it doesn't work, forget it."