I Can't Be the Head of Chaldea

"It's you—!?" Hei Zhen exclaimed.

"No way, this woman is not the body of a heroic spirit. She lives in this world...?" Hei Wumao clicked his tongue.

"Wow... Is this the inner hero of the world? Mother?"

The golden particles of light and the karma of hatred emerged in front of Liangyi Weina, and the shimmering and wonderful world seemed to beckon to her again.

"Sit still, there should be other beings coming."

The thunder outside the passenger plane flickered, and the ghost of the Taurus King appeared in the dark night, and the teleportation of the Witch of the Age of Gods appeared.

"Turn around, the target is going to the South Pole..."

"Isn't this the gloomy witch? And Minamoto Raiko?"

"King Arthur and the Dragon Witch...you...are those two freaks in Shinjuku who showed their power in the ordinary people?"

"Since we know each other, there is no need to fight. Where is this plane flying?"

"London."

"Our goal is Antarctica..."

"But Godot's words are now in London, not in Antarctica."

Hearing the response from the two rituals who had been sitting quietly, they suddenly fell silent.

Occasionally, someone's eyes drifted to the outside of the passenger plane, overlooking the city below with clairvoyance.

The man in the red suit looked up at the night sky while sipping red wine, while his wife quietly packed the clothes for the field. In the garden below, two sixteen-year-old daughters happily stroked the command spells.

"Father said that as long as you have this Command Seal, you can enter at the age of 20, Sakura, you will come with me..."

"That's right...but it's already 2019, why don't we have any memories of it?"

"Maybe it's the same situation as in London. Mom is packing her bags now and heading to London tomorrow. Compared to this, Sakura, you should stay away from Shinji and Emiya's perverted sister-in-law recently."

"Huh? But Illya is cute..."

"Mr. Kiritsugu of the Emiya family is very handsome, and my mother, Mrs. Irisviel, is also very beautiful. I know that very well.

But the fact that Emiya is a pervert cannot be changed, and the transfer student with secondary illness who calls himself 'Goodhunter' must also stay away. "

……

On the other side, there is Chaldea.

From the world of imaginary numbers, after communicating with Durin, Aidela regained consciousness from the state of quasi-spirit.

Facing the hopeful eyes in the control room.

"How is it? Did you get in touch?"

"Throwing a mess here casually, and asking us to maintain a huge server with 70 billion human beings, the director is too powerful."

"That's right, even with Laplace and the great BB-chan, you can perform high-level calculations. But you must be in charge, right?"

Aidela said awkwardly: "Sorry, the director still has some things to do in London, and it may take a few days before he comes back. Munir, Sylvia, this place is temporarily handed over to you."

She ignored the resentment from the other eyes and hurried away.

The two high-level Chaldean advisors stationed at the door, Roman put his arms around his chest: "It seems that he doesn't want to come back?"

Aidela nodded helplessly: "The director still has to stay. If I knew it earlier, I shouldn't have let him go out."

"Well, the so-called post-war must make up for all the regrets. It's not a problem for the director to go to London as soon as possible, right?" Da Vinci Lily said with a snort.

"That's right, but Leonardo. You should have been able to restore the original spirit base, right? Why are you still so young."

"Hey hey, does this make you less able to concentrate on your work?" Da Vinci Lily smiled without compulsion.

"Only perverts are interested in you, right?"

At this moment, a weak voice came from the back of the corridor: "That...doctor, dear Da Vinci. Have you seen Senior?"

"Lixiang? She seems to be in the cafeteria."

Matthew nodded, and hurried to the Chaldea cafeteria as a student girl who was a girl with glasses.

Here, in front of Mata Hari's tavern, a group of drunken Trojan War heroes sit clinking glasses.

Not far away, the heroes of the Celtic mythology side and the Greek mythology side wrestled with each other in the cafeteria.

The elegant purple old woman led the Valkyrie out after eating in a hurry.

Leticia came in with her big saint and little saint, Alter, and Coles also took Frankenstein's hand to charge the battery not far away, and was occasionally rushed by the Tamamo cat, making him vomit from the electricity foam.

Matthew quickly found Gudazi who was hiding in the corner holding a juice bottle.

"Senior...please cheer up." Matthew quickly ran up, knelt down and quickly supported her.

"Mash? The juice here is delicious."

"Senior..." Matthew showed a complicated expression.

When I woke up, I suddenly found that I had an enemy of the same age as the fourth generation of Chaldea.

Not only that, Olga's second-generation orthodox position suddenly recovered, and even the first-generation Maris Billy was reincarnated from the dirt...