Tsbia's Request

Nodding, Rovey then walked to the windmill, and then—

'Knock knock...'

He knocked gently on the door, but received no response, which made his expression turn somewhat strange. "Is nobody home?"

He then tried pushing the door, but found it was locked.

"So they've already left..." Gray said.

"So, it's in a deserted state?"

Having roughly understood the situation, Rovey did not leave without receiving a response, and he also refused Gray's troublesome suggestion to go back and find the windmill key.

Then...

Under Gray's questioning gaze, he placed his finger on the door. Immediately, a special magic flowed from his fingertip, quickly deciphering the door's structure and the unique mechanism of its lock.

"This is?"

Gray watched Rovey's actions with surprise, and couldn't help but feel curious. Then she saw him smile slightly and speak softly.

"—Trace on."

Based on the results he received, Rovey channeled magic into his fingertips. Then, to Gray's astonishment, a brand new key appeared between his fingers, effortlessly sliding into the keyhole before him. And then—

'Snap!'

With the sound of a key turning smoothly, the strange iron gate beneath the windmill was opened directly.

Gray was extremely surprised by what she was seeing.

"Rovey... how did you do that?" Gray asked curiously. "How did you suddenly get the key to the windmill, and it's brand new, completely different from Master's..."

To this, Rovey simply waved the copied key in his hand, then handed it to her, and replied, "—Gradation Air (Projection Magecraft)."

"It's just a rather impractical little Magecraft. Essentially, it's a magic Magecraft that uses magic to materialize the image or replica of an object that exists in reality. Because it's formed by magic, it can't be materialized for long. And it will dissipate when the illusion breaks down. It's considered an extremely inefficient method. So this thing isn't real, and it's hard to keep it for long; it should disappear after a while."

"Hmm... I don't understand at all."

Upon hearing Rovey's explanation, Gray gently shook her head. Having never received formal Magecraft training, she naturally did not understand its meaning.

To this, Rovey simply smiled and comforted him, "It's alright. If you're interested, how about I take you to learn this Magecraft after everything is over?"

"Really?"

"Of course."

As he answered, he pushed open the door, and a strong, pungent smell of ink wafted out. Inside, a dimly lit room lay scattered across the floor with parchment and books, and a half-empty bottle of ink sat on the table. Furthermore, strangely shaped instruments were carelessly placed throughout the room. From the outside, they resembled computers, but lacked keyboards and mice, existing only as monitors.

"... What are these?"

Looking at the complex instruments in front of him, Rovey immediately recognized their origin.

As Alchemy, he had a considerable understanding of the alchemical technology of the Atlas Institute. He also had copies of these things in his home Magic Workshop. However, the ones in front of him were much more advanced than those in his home, and were high-end items that the Atlas Institute would not sell.

"A top-of-the-line spirit particle calculator? That's really something. I never expected to see it here..."

He reached out and gently touched the equipment in front of him, a wave of emotion washing over him.

"Bingo".

Almost as soon as Rovey finished speaking and was about to use magic to start the computer, a steady voice suddenly rang out from inside the windmill.

Who is it?

The sudden sound, without sensing any presence, immediately put Gray on alert.

"Don't worry, King Arthur's Shrine Maiden, I haven't been hiding. On the contrary, I've been here all along."

By the dim light from the windmill, Rovey noticed a figure emerging from the depths of the room. As he walked, he said, "On the contrary, this is actually my base. It was you who trespassed and triggered this temporary Projection I left behind."

He was a young man who looked to be in his early twenties, with blond hair like Kenneth's, and wearing a monastic robe from the Atlas Institute.

The man who claimed to be the Projection covered his head and said with some distress, "It's such a pity that I left early because of some trivial matters at the Atlas Institute, causing me to miss the precious opportunity to meet the Outer Gods. This is a huge loss. You know, I also yearn for the real Outer God and really want to get to know them in person. But there's nothing I can do about it now."

"Who are you...?"

Ignoring the man's antics, Rovey shielded Gray behind him while cautiously asking questions.

"Tzvia Eltnam Atlasia, or to put it more bluntly, I am—the current dean of the Atlas Institute."

The blond Magus then introduced himself to Rovey and Gray in this way.

"It's truly an honor to meet you here, the legendary Outsider, the final victor of the Fourth Holy Grail War, and the current wielder of the Law Book. Hmm, in fact, I've wanted to meet you for a long time, since it's because of your arrival that the fate of this world has become even more unpredictable..."

"Although it was just Projection, it was still a wonderful coincidence to meet him."

As he spoke, Tzvia looked at Rovey and then asked with a smile, "Would you mind sitting down and having a good chat with me now? If you're looking for the Witch Morgan or the past personality of that Demon God Pillars, perhaps I can help you."

Chapter 118 Tzvia's Commission

— Tzvia Eltnam Atlasia.

It's a name that's rather low-key, but not exactly low-key either.

The reason he is described as low-key is due to the behavior of the group of madmen in the Atlas Institute. The Alchemy there are all complete recluses. They have been sealing themselves in the giant cellars in Egypt for many years, constantly breaking through the existing alchemical technology of the era, and almost never come out of the cellars.

However, the entire Clock Tower, and indeed the entire magical realm of the world, breathed a sigh of relief at their actions. Even though those guys were somewhat reclusive, rarely venturing out from underground, the alchemical technology they occasionally leaked out due to special circumstances was enough to keep the Clock Tower's recycling department extremely busy. Therefore, it was entirely conceivable how much chaos these madmen would cause if they were to return to the normal, real human world. Their seclusion was a blessing for all humanity.

The leader of this group of madmen, and the dean of the deans of their Atlas Institute, was the blond, middle-aged man before him named Tzvia Eltnam Atlasia. Although Rovey wasn't Lord and had little connection with the Atlas Institute, he couldn't even remember when Tzvia had become its dean—it must have been a long time ago. What surprised him even more was that the man had a base here. However, he did remember another of the man's names in the Magecraft World quite well. After all, the man was the thirteenth of the Twenty-Seven Dead Apostle Ancestors —the Demon.

Indeed, Rovey was also surprised when he first heard the rumor.

Therefore, he had specifically sent people out to collect intelligence about the various forces in this world.

Aside from the Spiral Manor and the Mountain Court, two organizations that almost never appear in East Asia, he could find some information about the other magic departments. Then he discovered that the world he was in was significantly different from the normal Fate or Tsukihime World Line. This was a world where the Twenty-Seven Dead Apostle Ancestors and the Holy Grail War coexisted.

In this world, not only is there information about the Holy Grail War held in Fuyuki City, but some of the Twenty-Seven Dead Apostle Ancestors have also been investigated.

Although the whereabouts and identities of some of the Twenty-Seven Dead Apostle Ancestors remain shrouded in mystery, some of the more well-known ones have been exposed. For example, Merlin Solomon, White Wing Lord, and the man before him are all easily traceable figures. However, their screen time is limited, and Rovey isn't very familiar with the Second Generation's storyline. He only knows that Weber took in Gray during an outing from the Gravekeeper village, and that the village contains members of the Atlas Institute, the Church, and even members of the Dead Apostle. But Rovey truly didn't expect that the person standing before him would be the one present.

After all, it's quite interesting and unbelievable that the Dean of the Atlas Institute would voluntarily choose to live in seclusion here.

However, even without much thought, Rovey could roughly guess that the other party was staying because of Morgan —was it for King Arthur's resurrection? Or was there some other important factor? Moreover, directly revealing his identity proved that the other party truly lived up to his reputation as the mad headmaster of Atlas Institute, possessing unimaginable intelligence-gathering and data-integrating abilities. Therefore, even though the other party knew his secret, Rovey wasn't particularly surprised. After all, Holmes had used Trismegistus Hermes of Atlas Institute in the Giant's Crypt in Chapter Six to uncover a great deal of astonishing information. If an outsider like Holmes could do it, then it would naturally be even easier for the current headmaster, Tzvia.

"Oh dear, it seems my appearance surprised you a bit? I'm so sorry... I didn't expect to meet you here, and I certainly didn't expect that an accident would cause us to miss our formal meeting."

Seeing Rovey's slight surprise, Tzvia smiled and then casually said, "However, there's nothing I can do about it. After all, it's too boring here, and I don't want to force myself to live like a mole here, so I left first. After all, no matter where we are on Earth, as the current dean of the Atlas Institute, I can share information with them freely at any time, just like now..."

As he spoke, Tzvia pointed to his somewhat ethereal body, then reached out and passed through it, demonstrating it briefly to Rovey and Gray.

"How about it? Isn't the spirit communication from the Atlas Institute amazing?"

'No, actually I've already sampled enough in FGO.'

"So... you really are the one from the Atlas Institute?"

Ignoring the guy's rather dramatic antics, Rovey went straight to the point and asked.

"That's right. It seems you recognize me. The Outsider, the victor of the Holy Grail War, the wielder of the Law Book, the one who may change the world and reverse it in the future? Or... a god? My name is Tzvia Eltnam Atlasia. I am a Dead Apostle who broke through the limits of human lifespan to continue my research in Alchemy, and I currently serve as the Dean of the Atlas Institute."

Tzvia nodded slightly, bowed to Rovey, and then began his self-introduction.

Is it a human or a god?

This suggestive question surprised Rovey somewhat.

After all, the fact that they could ask that question means they actually know what they're planning to do? And that's no small matter...

He must be wary of this.

"I'm sorry, perhaps I was too blunt."

"Now you must be wondering how I know this kind of thing, right?"

As the atmosphere grew increasingly tense, before Rovey could ask a question, Tzvia preemptively answered, "That's because of its specificity."

"Specificity?"

"That's right. Actually, the information I currently know isn't much of a secret to Trismegistus Hermes. After all, that thing is like a library that records everything on Earth. Anything that exists on a planet, whatever happens, or whatever is happening can be easily discovered."

"Furthermore, the changes you caused during the Fourth Holy Grail War were too great. Because you created a possibility that would never have happened in this World Line, you created a new ending for the Holy Grail War, causing such a huge change in the original World Line. Our Atlas Institute certainly had to monitor and record it. So it's not surprising that we discovered your existence and continued to observe you. To be honest, this is the first time we've encountered an existence whose future we can't predict at all. At the time, many of my colleagues at the Atlas Institute wanted to go out and meet you, but I suppressed it, and Trismegistus Hermes one who issued the warning, which buried the matter."

"As for your secrets, they were all unintentional. We cannot foresee your future, but we are quite clear about the detection of Leyline and alchemy. Combined with the records of this Holy Grail War, it is not difficult to deduce what you are preparing in secret."

Sensing Rovey's doubts, Tzvia didn't hide anything. Instead, he stroked his chin and thoughtfully answered, revealing all the secrets without any reservation.

"Oh, you can rest assured. I modified this windmill, so the Witch can't see it. There are only the three of us as life forms here, um... perhaps there's also a Holy Lance Mystic Code created by the Witch?"

As if suddenly remembering something, he turned his head and glanced at Kay, which Gray was carrying.

"... It seems you know a lot."

After hearing his answer, Rovey nodded and then said, "So you also know about what I'm going to do?"

"..."

The question hits the nail on the head.

However, Tzvia's expression didn't change much when asked this question. He simply nodded slightly and continued, "I know. Because I cared, I specifically investigated it, and as a result, I learned a lot. I also estimated the uncertainties and feasibility involved, and it is indeed a way out for the future. So I understand that what you are doing is actually a path to save the world."

"Because I sensed your presence and was curious about the changes in this world, I used the Trismegistus Hermes to conduct a comprehensive investigation and search of you. The information I obtained truly surprised me, and it also made me even more interested in you. However..."

He looked at Gray and Kay, who were completely oblivious to what he was saying, and continued slowly, "But please rest assured, I have used the Dean's highest authority to seal all information and intelligence about you in the top-secret database of the Trismegistus Hermes and Atlas Institute. There has been absolutely no leakage, and therefore it will not cause any problems for your next actions."

"... Is that so? Since only you know, then forget it."

"Thank you for your trust."

He nodded slightly.

Rovey glanced at the Blond Man in front of him who was still talking non-stop, lost interest in continuing to ask questions, and decided to put the topic aside for now.

"Please wait a moment..."

"Is there anything else?"

"Yes, there is one more extremely important thing."

Tzvia adjusted his collar and continued, "I already know a lot about you, so I find your attempt to save the world quite interesting and applaud it. I do see a certain possibility in it, which is much better than Atlas Institute's approach of preparing for war and trying to solve problems after they happen. So I am willing to offer you some small assistance."

"Please speak."

"First of all, you may be disappointed this time regarding the Anchor of the Planet. Although the ceremonial item in that child's hand is indeed the Anchor of the Planet, it is merely a counterfeit. It was forged by Morgan using Age of Gods craftsmanship collected during the Age of Gods, and was intended to replace some of the Anchor of the Planet's functions in preparation for King Arthur's resurrection. Because the craftsmanship is exceptional and it is genuine divine creation technology of the Lady of the Lake, it is quite normal that you haven't noticed it yet."

Tzvia pointed to the Kay in Gray's hand and continued, "As for... the real Anchor of the Planet, there's one in the eastern region, but it's unattainable under the current circumstances, so we won't consider it. The one in the west, because of your change, is currently still in the hands of the king who has transformed into the Storm Goddess. At this moment, she is not in this timeline for many reasons, so if you want to find her, you'll need to use other methods. I can point you in the right direction: use our still-imperfect Rayshift System, or the Jewel Magician's Second Magic. Just explain it to the Jewel Magician, and he will definitely understand."

As he spoke, Tzvia then put on a thoughtful expression. "However, the goddess's recent changes seem to be somewhat unexpected, so I hope you can make some preparations before you set off to search for her. Similarly, if possible, I will also provide you with some assistance over there, which is the greatest help I can offer. In short, whether or not it succeeds, I wish you good luck in advance."

"The rest of time and space transformed into the Storm Goddess and the Anchor of the Planet... I think I know what you're talking about now..."

Listening to Tzvia's description, Rovey's eyelids twitched involuntarily. He suddenly understood why Kay had given him such a weak and even strange feeling before.

It turns out that the Kay in this timeline was just a fake created by Morgan in order to revive Artoria, so he replicated some of the abilities of the Anchor of the Planet Rhongomyniad.

As for where the genuine article went...

Upon Tzvia's reminder, Rovey immediately understood. He had originally thought that Artoria had survived thanks to the Holy Sword, beginning her journey and heading towards a new future.

In the end, she still returned the Holy Sword, but chose the Holy Lance instead? And she even became a goddess, which means the Lion King has been born? It seems that Rovey knows some of the reasons why Merry can't find Artoria now.

She wasn't sleeping in some secret realm, nor was she traveling through the world, not in Avalon or any other place in the Starry Sky, but in some other world...

In an independent world, what are possibilities and Singularity?

Has this already entered the FGO storyline?

If that's the case, then things are really getting complicated.

"Thank you for letting me know, this is very important to me."

Having considered this possibility, Rovey looked somewhat troubled, but he still nodded and expressed his gratitude to the Dean of the Atlas Institute, whom he was meeting for the first time, for providing such important information.

"Haha, not at all. After all, you are now one of the possibilities, and what you are doing is to save the world. Although I am no longer human, I am still a life form living on this planet. Naturally, I am unwilling to accept the so-called Steel Earth and Moon Coral, those two hateful and terrible futures. Otherwise, I would not be actively preparing for the future."

Upon seeing that Rovey had learned the general situation, Tzvia smiled happily, "Although I have also made active preparations, such actions are tantamount to being a bit too late. Now that I see a completely different possibility like yours, I will naturally not hesitate to help. Because in a sense, your position and goals are the same as mine."

"I see... It seems there are still smart people in this world. Thank you so much."

"Yes, and I wish you all the best as well. Whatever the outcome, there is no doubt that everything you are doing now is worthy of the name of savior, even if not many people know it."

This time, Tzvia put away his flippant expression and spoke with utmost seriousness.

"Savior... that title is too lofty, I can hardly bear it. All I have done is to give those kind people and those I love a good ending."

Rovey shook his head slightly, and Tzvia did not answer but simply nodded.