Chapter 1

Type-Moon, does a small beginning count as a beginning?

Author: Shikimodoshi

Synopsis:

Transmigrating into the Type-Moon world, Novia chose to cross through history again to gain the power to protect himself, forging his own legend.

"We believe in one, Almighty Lord, the creator of all things visible and invisible."

In the ancient Roman Empire, where the Age of Gods was fading, he united the Church by his own power three hundred years ahead of schedule.

"...suffered, and on the third day He rose again; He ascended into heaven and is seated at the right hand of the Father, and He will come again in glory to judge the living and the dead; the final judgment will vanish because of our atonement."

Later, upon learning of Behemoth landing from Gaul, the Cherubim flying above Athens, and the Leviathan causing tsunamis in the Mediterranean...

"Oh no, the Final Judgment has truly arrived!"

Will this imposter like me still make it to heaven if I kill myself now?

"Does a small beginning count as a beginning? Even if I combine all my past lives, I still wouldn't be able to withstand a single slap from Kukulkan."

Novia, known as The Shadow of the Lord on Earth, Imperial Tutor of Rome, First Pope of the Church, The Holy One, Rider of the Dragon of Albion, Dual Kings of the Huns, and Pioneer of Central and South America, Wielder of the Silver Key, stated calmly.

Extra: Azure Brilliance Universe

Free Extra: Mizuvia of the Azure Brilliance Universe

It was a sweltering night of falling stars.

During the cosmic holiday season, on the interstellar road renowned throughout the universe in the Azure Brilliance Universe, even the drifting space debris had fallen silent. The only sounds heard were occasional roars and the calls of unknown creatures.

The cosmic winds had ceased, and a steamy heat mixed with the scent of stardust descended, along with the Star Mist deliberately created by the Evil Organization, clinging stickily to the skin.

"Hey! Boss! Why did you run off again!"

As a silver-haired youth drove a vehicle from the Interstellar Azure Brilliance Agency's M86 Precinct, a virtual avatar suddenly appeared in front of him on the road occupied by the Evil Organization – a golden-haired girl dressed in high-tech attire, eating ramen branded with Cosmic Emperor Gilgamesh.

"XX, I've told you before, don't just appear like this if it's not necessary. It affects my driving. And how many times have I told you not to call me boss? If you don't listen, I'll give you a failing grade, and you'll be back to unemployment."

"YES, SIR!"

Hearing this, the girl on the screen immediately put down the ramen and stood in a standard salute.

"I'm hanging up if there's nothing else..."

"Ah, wait, wait! I wanted to ask where you were going, Boss? It's late at night, and I haven't received any emergency notices. Is it the Dark Round Table or the Space Divine Yin Flow?"

"It's Professor Tokiomi's daughter..."

The young man's words were interrupted by the golden-haired girl, XX.

"This is the third time this month! You've had at least a few guaranteed encounters each month. Isn't that a bit..."

"Since a report was filed, we should go and take a proper look."

"Everything about this sounds strange! And why didn't you bring me along, Boss! You always do this. As a senior who pulled me out of unemployment, can't you take some responsibility!"

"Well, I saw you were sleeping, and it didn't seem like a major issue, so I didn't call you... Anyway, I'll explain the situation to Professor Tokiomi. Hanging up now."

Afterward, the silver-haired youth faced the interstellar residential area covered by the Star Mist. Clusters of light, resembling those of a divine evil, flickered, looking like a scene from a sci-fi movie. However, the interstellar residential area vaguely appearing in the mist also possessed a dreamlike quality, making everything seem less real.

Shortly after, as he walked in alone, a flood of sounds and lights surged towards him.

Behind the mist emitting colorful light, a cacophony of horns and engines tore through the silence. Then, a wave of hundreds of headlights surged forth like a nightmare. Yes, this was the Dongcheng Knights, the largest and most rampant delinquent group currently operating in the southeastern part of the Azure Brilliance Universe's M86 sector.

These people, relying on their sheer numbers, completely disregarded the rules, roaming the residential area as if to flaunt their power.

This scene was a spectacle that repeated itself every year during the cosmic holiday season, which symbolized the arrival of summer vacation.

But tonight, something different from the usual was waiting for them.

"You there, you caught Ista, didn't you?"

A stern tone suddenly emerged. Although apparently without a loudspeaker, his voice still cut through the noise of engines and horns, reaching the ears of the group clearly.

The delinquents immediately spotted the figure.

On their other side, standing in their path, was a person.

Then, before the delinquent group could even speak, a clear, childish girl's voice, with slightly slurred pronunciation, called out loudly from behind them—

"Thank you for coming to save me! Sheriff Mizuvia!"

About two to three minutes later, the delinquents were all lying on the ground, defeated.

"Are you alright?"

Stepping over the fallen delinquents, Mizuvia walked straight towards the black-haired girl with red streaks, who had made the sound.

"Thank you! I want to become a hero like you when I grow up!"

The petite girl, dressed in colors matching the night, said with her fists clenched.

"Well, before becoming a hero, you should become a good child, shouldn't you?"

"Mhm! I'll work hard!"

A week later, in the territory controlled by Hengjiang Flow, the largest rampaging group in northeastern M86.

"Sergeant Mizuvia! I knew you'd come to save me!"

The black-haired girl, tied to a pole, said excitedly.

"Here we go again. Didn't I tell the professor last time... Did you listen to the professor?"

"Of course!"

Five days later.

"Sergeant Mizuvia!"

Three days later.

"Sergeant Mizuvia!"

Speaking in an excited tone was a girl with porcelain-white skin, dressed in a black dress that suited her demeanor, her expression so pleasant it was impossible to discern her true thoughts.

One day later.

"Sergeant Mizuvia!"

After a brief silence, the silver-haired youth forced out a voice and spoke slowly.

"Did... did you get yourself captured on purpose?"

"No! I listened to you and was a good, obedient child!"

Even so, the smile on the girl's face, as cute as a doll, looked like that of a little devil who wouldn't mind seeing the world burn.

"Okay, I believe you."

"Heh, I really am obedient."

"But starting today, I'm being transferred with XX to Special Investigation Unit 0 to crack down on invaders from outer space, the Foreigner. It's been a good run, Miss Ishtar."

"...Waaahhhhhh! I don't want this! Abandoning me, you should at least wait until I grow up to do this!"

Extra Chapter 2: Boss, You Scumbag! (8k)

"How boring..."

Inside the only intergalactic police station in the Interstellar Azure Brilliance Agency's M86 Precinct, there was a rather old-fashioned claw machine.

XX, the mysterious protagonist, who was goofing off due to idleness, suddenly noticed this place.

Now, thanks to the collaboration between herself and her boss, lawless organizations hadn't appeared for quite some time. Therefore, everyone in this domain had been living peaceful lives. Perhaps because of this, the boss was increasingly leaving her behind and venturing out alone.

XX, the mysterious protagonist, inserted two cosmic coins into the rusty coin slot and focused intently, hoping to snag those somewhat dated, peculiar plush toys on her first try. However—

"Huh?"

Perhaps it was because she had never seen such an old claw machine before, but XX failed with every attempt. Each time, the plush toy would slip from the claw.

XX pouted slightly and looked down at the opening where the plush toy should have fallen.

Before long, growing increasingly annoyed, she directly pulled out her communication device and scrolled down, messages appearing along the way—

"Chaldea Higher Academy's Da Vinci Classroom is now open! What exactly is the ancient Dinosaur Princess?"

"Recently, tok influencer Rational Gil's 'Then let me ask you' has sparked a hot trend!"

"Bad news from the five-star SSR Servant circle..."

"Attention all! Cosmic level pop star Twin Star Fairy reportedly has a younger sister? Is it family discord or is there another hidden reason? Find out all about it on today's Meli's Appointment."

"Follow Ilya-nya, follow Ilya-nya, thank you-nya."

"Regarding the ancestor of the Venus Beast Elizqin—it's not X Dragon!"

These were actually messages from the Black Book, tok, or forum posts. XX wasn't really interested in them, but her communication device was a bit laggy, so clearing them wasn't smooth. She hadn't looked at them in a long time.

After spending tens of seconds opening Weixin, XX furiously typed into the chat window addressed to "Boss":

"Boss, I've been working for so long, and every time I need to buy something, I have to apply to you before you issue it. You say that all of your and my salary is used to cover facility expenses? And yet you secretly bought a claw machine to play with. Tell me, have you been embezzling my salary? I just don't get it; even if M87 is that poor and this is the first of its kind, the Cosmic Police Headquarters wouldn't be this stingy for so long!"

After waiting for a few minutes, XX finally received a reply from Mizuvia.

"No, I made that myself by hand. It was even before I started looking for you."

"But the style is so old! Boss, you didn't get it to play with some girl, did you?"

"Don't bother me if you have nothing else. I'm leaving."

Looking at the reply, XX gritted her teeth. Thinking of her own 'suffering,' she felt like grabbing the plush toy that resembled her boss and squeezing it with all her might, letting him understand her anger.

Many years ago, when XX had just enrolled in Chaldea Cosmic Higher Academy, she never expected to join an established organization like the Interstellar Azure Brilliance Agency—

An organization whose duty was to protect the justice and righteousness of all heavens and universes, as stipulated by the Lord of Cosmic Order.

From handling vampire species at the planetary level and above, to acting as agents and executioners who managed unjust acts by various factions within a domain, down to the Galactic Police, who could only be joined by passing the Interstellar Exam, held once every seven hundred years, with an acceptance rate of only 0.0001%.

To put it mildly, since Chaldea Cosmic Higher Academy was not a branch of the Galactic Police University in various domain police academies, graduates could only enter by passing the Interstellar Exam. As for the police academies, they had internal joint examinations.

However, the goal of students from Chaldea Cosmic Higher Academy was to become SSR Servants, so this exam was of no consequence to them.

The Mysterious Heroine X, who had been enrolled from the start, thought the same. The reason she left her homeland and came to study at the Cosmic Chaldea Academy was to graduate smoothly and become the strongest SSR Servant, killing all of the Artoria Race.

To X, the Artoria Race was like cancer to the universe, and someone had to cut it out. Someone had to do it.

Although Principal Heavenly Blessing Edison didn't understand why this girl wore such a bitter expression.

"I've heard of the fame of Chaldea Cosmic Higher Academy since I was little. I believe your academy has the ability to mold me into the strongest SSR Servant. I want to thank not only my parents, my principal, and my teachers, but also these hundreds of years of academy life..."

However, Heavenly Blessing Edison reluctantly accepted Mysterious Heroine X on behalf of his faculty, who were eagerly awaiting new students. After all, his academy had just been built, and every student counted. If there were no students at all, his qualification would be revoked by the Cosmic Education Department, turning tens of thousands of years of his hard work into wasted effort.

After that, X began her studies under Babbage, an unnamed Red P Teacher, and others. Thanks to the large number of Servants who wanted to study, the student body of Chaldea Cosmic Higher Academy gradually grew to the scale of a normal academy with hundreds of thousands of students before X graduated.

This youthful period left a deep impression on X. She was very grateful to the Red P Teacher who was both a shooting instructor and a cafeteria worker selling cheap and affordable dishes, grateful that his cooking was both delicious and inexpensive, allowing her to get through this century of academy life. She was also grateful to Helena, the dorm supervisor, who was responsible for waking her up on time every day.

This green youth was unforgettable for X—

"It's been thirty years since graduation! X, why haven't you left the dorm yet! Go find a job! If you can't find anything else, go work on the assembly line at the cosmic factory!"

This day marked a year when Chaldea began to be infused with the heat of summer, a graduation season in a certain cosmic year, which was another graduation season for the entire universe.

Students from various universes gathered from all corners of the universe, intending to find good jobs in the star systems near the cosmic center to make a living.

It was no exaggeration to say that these students could fill a star system. Many students had a youth devoid of prosperity, and most of their time was spent browsing local interesting events within the academy.

In fact, after learning that they were about to graduate, most students thought:

We are finally free from the gloomy exams, and a shining future awaits us! So we must take this opportunity to have a blast!

The dazzling cosmic light, the clear and transparent sky of the star system, and the wind blowing on their bodies carrying rich moisture made the graduation time feel refreshing. If they wanted to go to the shopping center in Nova Rome or the beach on the Holy Planet, they could just take a few stops on an interstellar flight.