Let's Go Home Together...

"Let me teach him a lesson..."

As he commanded his offspring to launch the attack, Morgan raised his black Holy Lance and began to gather a storm, preparing to deliver an even stronger blow to Rovey.

Before she could finish speaking, her voice trailed off like a phonograph that had been paused halfway through playing. Morgan's face contorted in a grotesque expression, then rapidly began to look unnatural. Her entire body started to stagnate, her magic began to drain uncontrollably, and the Holy Lance slipped limply from her grasp. The entire Reality Marble also began to show signs of abnormality due to her drastic changes.

For a moment, the Knights of the Round Table who had been attacking also stopped moving.

"Cough cough..."

The next moment, Morgan suddenly knelt down, clutching his pounding chest and gasping for breath.

"What's going on... this feeling is..."

She stared in astonishment at Rovey, demanding an explanation. "What exactly did you do?"

"It's actually quite simple. The main thing is that you've enabled Logos React again, so the statistics and calculations have started again."

Rovey's voice reached Morgan's ears, "Miss Witch, your methods are indeed impressive. You've brought out the Holy Lance and the Reality Marble. Even in the Fourth Holy Grail War, you would be one of the top contenders for the title. So I never intended to defeat you head-on. All I've ever done is stall, stall until the right moment arrives."

"The time has come... what time?"

"Oh, after all, since you are Witch from the Age of Gods, you probably don't know much about it. The so-called [Logos React] alchemical device is so outstanding in performance, and it was made by those madmen from the Atlas Institute."

"Therefore, it naturally has a major drawback. That is, it will try its best to analyze and capture all biological information within its range, especially when unique cases that do not exist in my world appear. In such cases, it will analyze without hesitation. However, normally, I will place multiple layers of protection on my soul and spirit. Even Merry cannot enter my dream when I am carrying Avalon. This time... I deliberately unsealed my... well, five layers? Actually, it should be considered six layers of protection for my soul, allowing that thing to analyze everything at will."

"And your existence this time is nothing more than an evolution born from binding the great barrier with that thing. So no matter how strong you are, you will definitely be greatly affected. It can be said that you are in a state of mutual benefit and mutual loss."

"So... how are you feeling right now? After analyzing the essence of my soul and establishing a connection with another world completely different from this one, do you feel dizzy and overwhelmed by the sheer volume of data? That's understandable, after all, I am a unique and special being in this world."

"You--!!"

Morgan glared at him fiercely, wanting to speak, but the sheer volume of data overwhelmed her brain, causing her language skills to malfunction. She could only stare intently at the culprit with her fierce eyes, while Rovey's gaze remained remarkably calm.

He walked across the meadow, past the Knights of the Round Table who were unable to move because their masters were under his control, Rovey arrived in front of Morgan was kneeling on the ground and clearly had a bug. Then, with a light press of his finger on her forehead, following the method Tzvia had taught him, he began to actively shut down the immobile body in front of him. "Alright, General—to be honest, the compatibility of abilities is a really terrifying situation, otherwise we might have been in real trouble today."

If he hadn't realized this situation, Rovey would have really been in close combat with Morgan today, exploding and then using Avalon to survive, resulting in a near one-for-one trade.

However, due to the work of the madmen at Atlas Institute, Logos React actually analyzed Rovey's mind directly, confronting the very soul that had driven Angra Mainyu insane. It immediately crashed.

This resulted in Rovey's absolute advantage.

'I won't let you get away with this...'

Morgan managed to look up at Rovey, unable to speak, but Rovey still noticed the meaning in his eyes, to which he simply smiled.

"Anyway... goodbye? No, it should be goodbye forever."

Seeing Morgan kneeling on the ground, clearly in trouble, Rovey showed her no politeness whatsoever.

Just as a bug appeared in the overall program and Morgan was still struggling to maintain his consciousness, he bent down and spoke frankly to Morgan.

--puff!!

The fingers pierced through the barrier without any difficulty, passing right through Morgan's chest and pulling out his core. In an instant, they sent his consciousness back to Avalon.

Then, the entire barrier suddenly collapsed. The doll before them, with its hollow chest but still bearing Morgan's appearance, was reduced to a broken shell.

"Snap—"

As the core within the Skeleton Queen's body was shattered by Rovey, the entire destroyed world crumbled, and reality returned to normal. Then, a mechanical malfunctioning sound reached their ears.

Then, under his gaze, the skeleton queen's body, which had originally resembled Morgan le Fay, suddenly began to decompose at an extremely fast speed, turning into countless crimson sand grains in an instant, and rapidly condensing into a ball.

He reached his palm into the mass of red sand, and then, accompanied by the faint shimmering light of the Magic Circuits on Rovey arm, the fine sand began to flow rapidly as if drawn by something, before collapsing quickly.

Until it was molded into a round sphere under his control and held firmly in his hand.

This compressed little thing is the real culprit behind everything; taking care of it means the end of everything.

Thus, they had accomplished all their objectives for this trip.

Logos React, one of the seven world-destroying weapons of the Atlas Institute, has been successfully shut down.

All we have to do now is wait for Tzvia to come and take care of things.

"Phew... She really is a crazy woman, she's just as bad as Merry."

Taking a deep breath, Rovey glanced at his still-present suitcase and the old Gravekeeper behind him who hadn't abandoned him and fled. He turned around with a surprised expression. "Oh, you haven't run away after all?"

"Ha, don't think of me as selfish and despicable as you Magus."

"Well, thankfully it's all over now, isn't it? I'll go find Lev, and then we can leave. How about it? After seeing the true face of your dark saints, do you feel a sense of disillusionment?"

"... No, I just feel like I'm dreaming. This whole series of events is like a joke."

"Hehe, it's normal that you're too old to handle such stimulation. How about you consider retirement? My neighborhood is short of an old man to watch the gate."

"... Not interested."

He rejected the offer without even turning his head.

"What if Gray goes too, and you can see Gray every day?"

Belsack suddenly stopped and then turned to give Rovey a meaningful look.

How are the benefits at your home?

Chapter 124 Let's go home together...

That night, the two men, who had just crawled out of the catacombs, were carrying Lev, who was still unconscious.

Although his face looked terrible, Rovey checked his breathing and confirmed that he was still breathing, albeit a few breaths, and breathed a sigh of relief after realizing he was asleep. He was also thankful that he had arrived in time; if he had come any later, Lev might have really been dismantled by the Witch to make his Mystic Code today.

Upon emerging, Belsack, having caused such a commotion, naturally couldn't remain indifferent, and the entire tomb-guarding village couldn't possibly be unaware. To avoid suspicion, he parted ways with Rovey, intending to first deal with the commotion in the village and return to find him shortly afterward. Rovey, after throwing Lev into that shabby little cabin, which was worse than a dungeon, returned to the windmill tower.

Inside the windmill tower.

"Wow, that was a brilliant solution! Just as I expected, you were indeed the key to the successful retrieval. Although the process was somewhat unexpected, the ending was still good. In short, thank you so much for this, Crowley!"

With his flamboyant attire and golden hair, resembling a humorous and witty theatrical actor, Tzvia stood in the center of the windmill tower and spoke to Rovey in an incredibly exaggerated tone.

"Well, although I had predicted it, I knew that with Avalon, the Philosopher's Stone, and the foundations of most Magecraft systems, you had nearly a 60% chance of dealing with that thing. That's a very high probability, which is why I let you give it a try. But to be completely unharmed like this is truly unheard of. I never expected things to end in such a ridiculous way! Is this some kind of absurd theatrical theme?"

"Our Atlas Institute's most powerful simulation computing device, Logos React, one of the seven great weapons we've painstakingly researched, was terminated in such a bizarre way. Its powerful performance captured your soul, and then analyzed the essence of another world. Due to the overwhelming amount of information, it was forcibly shut down! This situation is truly a disgrace to the Atlas Institute! Hahahaha... But this also proves something very important, Crowley. You, from another world, or rather, another universe, or even another dimension, are far more valuable than any UO from other planets in this universe, or any alien life form. Because your soul is an absolute unknown."

Through the video feed, Tzvia carefully examined the sophisticated device on the control panel, which had now reformed into a sphere. After confirming that the situation was akin to the human brain receiving an overwhelming influx of information, causing it to crash and become unresponsive, he nonchalantly began to mock the device.

Although the guys at Atlas Institute will have to work overtime, at least for over a decade without sleep, to fix Logos React, in Tzvia's opinion, the gains are truly substantial.

After all, for Alchemy, the unknown mystery and new knowledge are what truly interest them.

Although not fully deciphered, the essence and characteristics of some other worlds are still extremely important and valuable information. It will take several hundred years to process and thoroughly analyze the essence of another world, which will be an extremely important research topic. Perhaps we can even find a new way out for this world through this information, so today has already been very fruitful.

However, that day still belongs to the distant future, and it's far too unrealistic for this world to analyze other worlds with its current level of technology. Therefore, their most urgent task is still to work overtime to fix this thing.

"So, it's all over? There's nothing wrong with it, right?" Rovey asked him again to confirm.

"Don't worry, it's all taken care of. We can just throw this broken thing back to the Atlas Institute and let those guys deal with it. Hmm... given the current state of damage, I can at least be sure that it won't be restarted for the next ten years or so."

"Now that this thing is useless, the resurrection of King Arthur has become a false proposition, so that unfortunate contract in this village can also come to an end. I don't need to pay attention to this place anymore, Tzvia I don't need to be on edge all the time."

"That's what you say, but I don't see any sign of you being worried."

Rovey took a sip of the drink handed to him, then sat down in the chair and said calmly.

"Because even if I hadn't come, your Atlas Institute would definitely have had a backup plan and implemented an emergency stop procedure. After all, every Alchemy would leave a contingency plan for the Mystic Codes they research; that's only natural. Since you were already aware of the dangers of [Logos React], it would be strange if you hadn't made preparations. The guys at the Atlas Institute are madmen, not idiots, aren't they?"

"You really can see through nothing. This must be the understanding that Alchemy have of each other."

Tzvia nodded, acknowledging Rovey's statement.

"I'm going back this time to find some useful items to forcibly shut down or destroy this thing. I only plan to use it if it completely spirals out of control and poses an unimaginable threat to this world, allowing otherworldly forces to invade it. However, that would come at a great cost, so I really don't want to use the other seven weapons unless absolutely necessary, as the consequences would certainly be extremely dire. Therefore, we'll only use our trump cards to blast [Logos React] to smithereens and forcibly reclaim it when we're certain we can't handle it. More importantly, if we do that beforehand, the contract still won't be completed, and I'll have to continue being stuck here. I've had enough of this kind of life."

"..."

Rovey: "So, contracts take precedence over human life and social stability? The guys from the Atlas Institute are just as cold-blooded as ever..."

"Yes, although you sound very sad, I can't deny that. We Alchemy have always been more rational than emotional, so we will only make the judgment that is most reasonable based on our own circumstances."

"Fortunately, things didn't turn out that way this time. You successfully preserved one of the seven weapons, the Logos React, and left humanity with a very powerful trump card for the future. Even if the apocalypse really comes, I believe it will still play a huge role. For this, I would like to express my deepest gratitude to you on behalf of Nikola Tesla, Crowley."

At this point, Tzvia expressed his gratitude to Rovey, then suddenly changed the subject. "For now, this thing can just be left here. Magus will retrieve it tomorrow. Now that this matter is settled, let's talk about other things."

"First of all, you've already rescued that strange human named Lev. As agreed before, I have information about spirit devices in my drawer. You can give this to him for me as compensation for his actions."

"Spiritual devices... including your spiritual communication device?"

Rovey stroked his chin, pondered for a moment, and asked.

"Of course, the information here is the most comprehensive—it covers everything from spirit particle calculations and spirit particle frames to spirit particle communication. However, the technology involved is extremely complex, and I cannot guarantee whether you can replicate it."

"Don't worry about that..."

Upon hearing Tzvia's answer, Rovey nodded.

He wasn't worried at all about whether the item could be replicated.

After all, Lev's talent is undeniable, and in the original Chaldea, Lev was also a researcher of Sheba and many other sophisticated devices, which is why the Chaldea employees called him Professor Lev. Giving him these things would only be a matter of time before he could complete the research; it would simply require Lev to go back and work overtime.

Although I really wanted to give him a break, I hesitated because of his reckless behavior.

If one vacation leads directly to the foot of Morgan, wouldn't another one lead to the Millennium Castle?

You have to know that you don't always have the chance to save him. If you keep courting death like this, you really can't protect his personality.

So Rovey decided that research was more suitable for Lev than his hobby of archaeology. He would go back and commission the Department of Botany to develop the best energy and mental recovery potion. After that, he would work at full intensity. As long as he had enough work, he wouldn't have time to overthink things.

"Hmm... By the way, Crowley, now that things have been resolved satisfactorily, what do you think the future of this village will be like?"

At the very end, Tzvia made a point of asking a question.

"How about it..."

Rovey rested his chin on his hand and replied, "Nothing will happen at all, because they will have a new life. Although stopping [Logos React] will undoubtedly cause them great panic. This sudden news will certainly surprise the villagers, and then they will fall into confusion and panic, that's for sure."

"Then... you'll appear with the Holy Grail when they're in a panic, grant them freedom, and then subdue them? Hmm, that's certainly a good plan. After all, humans live for peace of mind, and suddenly losing the support of their inner faith will make them feel very insecure, and their hearts and minds will be extremely fragile."

"Throughout history, countless saviors have appeared in times of crisis. And at that time, to them, you, possessing the Holy Grail, capable of guiding them in a new direction and lifting their curse, would surely be the new savior. You only need to contribute the magic of the Holy Grail to easily gain the faith of the entire village's Gravekeeper and replace King Arthur in their hearts. What a brilliant and profitable idea..."

Tzvia had naturally seen through Rovey's thoughts long ago and expressed his own opinion.

Rovey did not deny this, but readily admitted it. "After all, this is a good deal for both sides, isn't it? Since they lack freedom and are in a state of panic, I will give them peace of mind and freedom."

"Since they have no goal, I will give them one. Since they don't know how to move forward, I will guide them. After all, people always need something to look forward to in life, and what they pursue is always peace of mind. They don't care whether this feeling is given or not; they just need to make sure they can truly feel at peace."

"So it's true that humans are incredibly complex creatures."

Tzvia nodded. "Although there are countless outstanding individuals among them, sadly, there are ultimately very few strong individuals who can truly implement this concept. All living beings will believe in some being that is superior to themselves."

"Yes, that's why people who are entrusted with trust will seek higher beings in order to escape this heavy pressure, and those higher beings will yearn for even stronger and more trustworthy individuals."

At this point, Rovey smiled slightly and then stood up.

"In this way, a king for all people can be born, and in this way, all gods can be born."

"... Still aiming to become a new god, huh? You really are a person with lofty goals. But I do admire your pursuit. After all, the god you envision is not just a strange creature with divinity, but a being that can truly be defined and named as a god."

Hearing this, Tzvia felt a pang of emotion. He looked at Rovey and asked, "Are you leaving?"

"Ah, that's about enough. The goals have been achieved, so there's no need for me to stay here any longer."

"Indeed, after this is over, the whole village will be of no value."

"However, Mr. Tzvia, please don't forget that all miracles in this world and help are not free. As your payment for this commission, I hope you can come and report for duty as soon as possible. My team is in dire need of a capable Alchemy like you to join us."

Before leaving, Rovey specifically reminded Tzvia of this matter.

Compensation?

"Although I feel like this is another trap, since I've already agreed, there's no other way. Don't worry, although I have a lot of things to do here and can't get away for the time being, I'll send my most capable assistant to your place first. Don't be surprised by her, although she's still very young, her talent is in no way inferior to mine."

Upon hearing this, Tzvia chuckled and replied, "Moreover, rather than spending day and night at the Atlas Institute repairing this damaged thing, I would much rather witness, or even participate in, the birth of a god. After all, this is also a way to solve the research project of our Atlas Institute."

You won't be disappointed.

Rovey nodded in response, then opened the door and left. "See you soon, Dean of the Atlas Institute. Remember to keep a low profile when you come; I don't want anyone else to know about this."

"Yes, I know. Well then, it'll be time to meet again, magical Magus."

Tzvia still had a smile on his face as he watched Rovey leave.

Despite saying he was leaving the village, Rovey lingered there for quite some time. During this time, after reviving Lev, that sleeping Arhat, with a basin of water, he kept him in the empty church. He, on the other hand, slept at Gray's house.