Type-Moon, Does a Small Cheat Count as a Cheat?

Type-Moon, Does a Small Cheat Count as a Cheat?

Author: Shimoshiki

Synopsis:

After transmigrating into the Type-Moon world, Novia chose to travel through history once more in order to gain the power to protect himself and forge 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 had faded, he united the Church three hundred years ahead of schedule through his efforts alone.

"...suffered, rose on the third day, ascended into heaven, and shall come again to judge the living and the dead. The Great Apocalypse shall vanish through our redemption."

Later, when he learned that Behemoth had landed from Gaul, that Perching Branch flew above Athens, and that Leviathan had raised tsunamis across the Mediterranean...

"This is bad—the Great Apocalypse has really arrived!"

Was it still too late for this impostor to commit suicide and make it to heaven?

"Does a small cheat count as a cheat? Even adding up all my lives, I probably wouldn't survive a single slap from Kukulkan."

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 · Pioneer of Central and South America · Wielder of the Silver Key · Novia said calmly.

Extra: Azure Brilliance Universe

Free Extra: Mizuvia of the Azure Brilliance Universe

It was a sweltering Starfall Night.

During the cosmic hours when vacation was approaching, along the interstellar roads of the Azure Brilliance Universe that were known throughout the cosmos, even silently drifting space junk seemed to have fallen mute. The only sounds were the occasional roar of something passing by and the cries of creatures of unknown origin.

The cosmic winds had already died down. Steam-bath-like heat, mixed with the scent of stardust, descended together with the Star Mist deliberately created by the Evil Organization, clinging sticky and damp to the skin.

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

A virtual avatar suddenly appeared in front of the silver-haired young man driving an Interstellar Azure Brilliance Agency M86 Precinct vehicle down the road occupied by the Evil Organization—a golden-haired girl dressed in futuristic clothes, currently eating Cosmic Emperor Gilgamesh-brand ramen.

"XX, I've already told you: unless it's necessary, don't just appear like that. You'll affect my driving. And how many times have I said not to call me Boss? If you don't listen, I'll mark down your evaluation, and you can go back to being unemployed."

"YES, SIR!"

Hearing that, the girl on the screen immediately put down the ramen at her mouth and stiffly assumed a standard posture.

"If there's nothing else, I'm hanging up..."

"Ah, wait, wait! I wanted to ask where you went, Boss. It's the middle of the night, and there haven't been any emergency alerts. Is it the Dark Round Table or the Space Divine Yin Flow?"

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

The young man had not even finished speaking before XX, the blonde girl, interrupted him.

"This is already the third time this month, right?! It happens at least several times every month. Isn't that a little..."

"If someone called the police, then I should go take a proper look."

"No matter how you think about it, it's strange! And why didn't you bring me, Boss?! You do this every time. As the senior who pulled me out of unemployment, can't you take some responsibility?!"

"Mm. You were sleeping, and it didn't seem like a big problem, so I didn't call you... Anyway, I'll explain the situation properly to Professor Tokiomi. Hanging up."

Then, the silver-haired young man faced the interstellar residential district covered by Star Mist. Clusters of flickering light that seemed vaguely like the radiance of evil gods made it look like something from a science fiction film. Yet the interstellar residential district faintly emerging through the mist also carried a dreamlike quality, making everything seem less real.

Not long after he entered alone, a tide of sound and light came rushing toward him.

Behind the multicolored mist, a burst of clamorous horns and engines tore through the silence. Then, a wave formed by hundreds of headlights surged forth like a nightmare. That was right—this was the Dongcheng Knights, currently the largest biker gang running rampant through the southeastern M86 region of the Azure Brilliance Universe.

Relying on their superior numbers, these people treated the rules as if they were nothing, wandering through the residential district as though flaunting their power.

This was a scene that repeated itself without fail on this interstellar road whenever the cosmic hours signaling summer vacation arrived.

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

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

The sudden, stern voice had apparently not used a loudspeaker, yet it still cut through the noise of engines and horns and reached everyone's ears clearly.

The delinquents immediately spotted the figure.

On the other side of them, directly in the path they were about to take, stood someone.

Then, before the biker gang could speak, a clear, childish girl's voice, still somewhat indistinct in pronunciation, rang out loudly from behind them—

"Thank you for coming to save me, Chief Mizuvia!"

In barely two or three minutes, the delinquents had all been knocked to the ground.

"Are you all right?"

Stepping over the fallen delinquents, Mizuvia walked straight toward the black-haired girl with red highlights who had called out.

"Thank you. I want to become a hero like you someday too!"

The petite girl, dressed in colors matching the night, spoke while clenching both hands into fists.

"Well, before becoming a hero, you should first become a good child, okay?"

"Mm! I'll work hard!"

A week later, in territory controlled by the Hengjiang Flow, the largest biker gang in northeastern M86.

"Chief Mizuvia! I knew you'd definitely come save me!"

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

"Again? Didn't I tell the professor last time... Have you been listening to the professor?"

"Of course!"

Five days later.

"Chief Mizuvia!"

Three days later.

"Chief Mizuvia!"

The one speaking excitedly was a girl with porcelain-white skin, dressed in a black gown that suited her temperament, her delighted expression making it impossible to tell what she was thinking.

One day later.

"Chief Mizuvia!"

After a brief silence, the silver-haired young man reluctantly squeezed out a voice and spoke slowly.

"Were you... deliberately getting yourself captured?"

"No! I listened to you and became an obedient good girl!"

Even so, the smile on the face of this doll-like adorable girl made her look like a little demon who wanted nothing more than to plunge the world into chaos.

"All right. I believe you."

"Hehe, I'm really obedient."

"But starting today, XX and I will be transferred to Special Investigation Unit 0, which handles Foreigner invaders from outside the universe. If fate allows, we'll meet again, little Miss Ishtar."

"...Waaahhh! I don't want that! If you're going to abandon me, at least wait until I grow up first!"

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

"So boring..."

Inside the only interstellar police station of the Interstellar Azure Brilliance Agency M86 Precinct stood a claw machine with quite a sense of age to it.

With nothing to do and taking the opportunity to slack off, Mysterious Heroine XX suddenly noticed it.

These days, thanks to her and Boss working together, lawless organizations had not appeared for quite some time. Everyone in this sector had been living peaceful lives, and perhaps because of that, Boss had been leaving her behind more and more often to go off alone on long trips.

Mysterious Heroine XX inserted two Cosmic Coins into the rusty slot, then concentrated hard, intending to snag those old-fashioned, strange plushies in one go. However—

"Huh?"

Perhaps because it was her first time seeing such an ancient claw machine, Mysterious Heroine XX failed again and again. Each time, the plushie merely brushed against the claw and slipped away.

XX pouted slightly and lowered her head to stare at the opening where the plushie should have fallen out.

Before long, growing angrier the more she thought about it, she directly pulled out her communicator and scrolled all the way down. Various messages popped up along the way—

"Da Vinci's Little Chaldea Higher Academy Class is now in session. What exactly is an ancient Dinosaur Princess?"

"Recently, Rational Gil, a tok influencer, said, 'Then let me ask you this,' sparking a wave of sharp-pointed trends."

"Terrible news has come from the five-star SSR Servant circle..."

"Much anticipated! Cosmic superstar the Twin-Star Fairy is rumored to have a younger sister? Is it family discord, or is there another hidden truth? Find out today on Meli's Appointment."

"Follow Ilya Meow, follow Ilya Meow, thank you, meow."

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

These were all messages from Little Black Book, tok, or Tieba. XX did not actually want to read them, but her communicator was lagging somewhat, so clearing them was no longer smooth. In any case, she had not looked at them in a long time.

After spending dozens of seconds just opening Weixin, XX furiously typed into the message box labeled "Labor Boss":

"Boss, I've been working for so long, yet every time I want to buy something I have to apply to you before you'll give me money. You said both our salaries were used to cover facility costs? But you secretly bought a claw machine to play with yourself. Tell me, did you embezzle my salary? I knew it—even if M87 is poor, and even if we're the first class, the Cosmic Police Headquarters wouldn't be so stingy with money for this long!"

Only after waiting several minutes did XX receive Mizuvia's reply.

"No. I made that myself by hand. It existed before I even found you."

"But the design is way too old, isn't it? Boss, you weren't using it to play with some girl, were you?"

"Don't contact me unless it's important. I'm leaving."

Seeing that reply, XX could not help gritting her teeth. Thinking of her own "suffering," she wanted nothing more than to grab the plushie in the claw machine that resembled her boss and squeeze it hard, making him understand her anger.

Years ago, when XX had first enrolled in Chaldea Cosmic Higher Academy, she had never expected to enter an official organization—the Interstellar Azure Brilliance Agency—

An organization responsible for upholding fairness and justice across the heavens and universes according to the laws written by the Lord of Cosmic Order.

At the top end, there were agents and executioners who dealt with Vampire Species at planetary level and above, or controlled the injustices committed by various powers within a sector. At the bottom end were Galactic Police officers, who only needed to pass the once-every-seven-hundred-years Cosmic Interstellar Exam, which had an acceptance rate of 0.0001%.

How should one put it? Since Chaldea Cosmic Higher Academy was not one of the police academies in each sector under the Galactic Police University, its graduates could only enter through the Interstellar Exam. Police academies, meanwhile, held internal joint examinations.

But the students of Chaldea Cosmic Higher Academy aimed to become SSR Servants, so they did not care much about that exam.

Mysterious Heroine X, who had enrolled there from the beginning, had thought the same way. The reason she had left home and come to study at Chaldea Cosmic Higher Academy was to graduate successfully, then become the strongest SSR Servant and kill every member of the Artoria Race.

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

Although Principal Heavenly Blessing Edison completely failed to understand why this girl wore such a bitter expression as she said:

"I've heard of Chaldea Cosmic Higher Academy's reputation since childhood. I believe that with your school's strength, you can shape me into the strongest SSR Servant. Here, I must thank not only my parents, but also my principal, my teachers, and these centuries of academy life..."

Still, considering the group of teachers at his academy who were desperately waiting for new students, Heavenly Blessing Edison reluctantly accepted Mysterious Heroine X. After all, his academy had only just been built. One student was better than none. If it had no students at all and the Cosmic Education Department revoked its accreditation someday, his tens of thousands of years of work would all go down the drain.

After that, X lived a life of studying under Babbage, the unknown Red P Teacher, and others. Thanks to the many Servants who wanted to attend school, the student body of Chaldea Cosmic Higher Academy gradually grew to the hundreds of thousands a proper academy should have before X graduated.

Those youthful years left a deep impression on X. She was deeply grateful to Red P Teacher, who taught shooting while also working as the cafeteria uncle selling cheap, filling meals. His food was both delicious and inexpensive, allowing her to get through those centuries of academy life. There was also Helena, the dorm supervisor who woke her on time every day...

Those green, youthful years were unforgettable to X—

"You graduated thirty years ago! Why the hell are you still living in the dorms, X?! Go get a job! If nothing else, go work an assembly line at a cosmic factory!"

That year, Chaldea had begun to be mixed with the scorching heat of summer. It was graduation season in a certain cosmic year—another graduation season for the entire universe.

Students from every universe gathered from all corners of the cosmos, planning to find good jobs in sectors near the center of the universe and make a living there.

It was no exaggeration to say that these students could fill an entire sector. Many of them had spent their youth far removed from prosperity, with their greatest pastime being browsing interesting stories from various places within the academy.

In fact, once they learned they were graduating, most students thought:

We've finally escaped those dreary exams. A shining future is waiting for us! So we have to make the most of this chance and have some fun now!

The dazzling cosmic light, the clear and transparent skies of the sector, and the wind rich with moisture blowing against their bodies all made graduation season feel refreshing. If they wanted to go to the shopping center in Nova Rome or the beach resort on Holy Planet, they only needed to take an interstellar flight for a few stops.