Chapter 321

"Um."

As someone who possesses the Authority of all Rome, Novia naturally senses the same aura. Rome is Greece, and on the land of Egypt, Greece is equivalent to Egypt. Therefore, to some extent, the Authority of all Rome that Novia possesses at this moment can be regarded as the Authority of all Egypt. Thus, she can naturally sense that the central figure in the new myth prepared by Ptolemy, the being who possesses all of God Egypt (Greece), is about to appear.

"I never imagined that reclusive girl could go to such lengths..."

After saying this, Draco sighed, "Although I'm still a bit lacking compared to you, I still share the same burning love for my Teacher."

"I'm sorry, I hope those of you here can help keep this a secret."

Without replying to Draco, Novia said this, and then stood up and addressed the crowd.

"Now, this matter is very closely related to me, especially to Novia, the First Pope."

About ten minutes later, the sound of the waves echoed in their minds.

The group is now being led by Novia along the town's coastline. The coastline of Alexander is a huge arc, and the group walking along the coast is essentially circling the City's East Bay.

The reason Novia didn't heed the advice of the Lord El-Melloi II and force her way into the Alexandria Library in the City was simply because Novia understood that the location of the 'Osiris's Sand' must be the Submarine Alexandria Library —a fact she knew without even needing to experience it.

Ritsuka, who was following behind him, recalled what the Director had told her: in most places where Mage's Association exists, various measures are taken to prevent ordinary people from accidentally coming into contact with Magecraft. Presumably, similar measures have been implemented here as well.

After all, the so-called Mage's Association, which would do such a thing, is also a member of the Atlas Institute.

Clock Tower.

Atlas Institute, and then the Lostbelt Sea.

The collective name for these three organizations is the Mage's Association. They were originally supposed to be like brothers, but as history changed, they gradually lost contact with each other. Now, in the 21st century, it is said that they have almost completely severed ties with each other.

It's somewhat of a coincidence that Novia Consultant as Consultant to Chaldea within the Atlas Institute.

In this situation, how did he, who possessed the power of the First Pope and was the successor to this Pope of the same name, come to be associated with the Osiris's Sand?

"..."

No, I'm thinking about too many things; my brain can't keep up.

I'm not sure about the relationship between that seemingly very confident Rome princess (or perhaps the former Emperor Nero) and the Novia Consultant. But judging from what happened in France, I always felt that something was happening behind the scenes.

Right now, he's merely moving his feet semi-automatically to follow Novia's Consultant, even though his current understanding of the First Pope's power was acquired through the medium I used with Martha...

Suddenly, Novia stopped in her tracks.

An ancient building stood before Ritsuka and the others.

This is it.

Looking up at the architecture of Novia, he murmured, "One of the Seven Wonders of the Ancient World, the Lighthouse of Alexandria."

The Orange-Haired Girl vaguely remembered that the Egypt pyramids, the Hanging Gardens of Babylon, the Statue of Zeus at Olympus, and the Colossus of Rhodes were all examples of this. Although it was knowledge that was similar to basic questions in world history, she still remembered it vaguely.

Although the Novia Consultant didn't specifically ask me about history like he did in France, I still feel very sorry.

Ritsuka thought to herself.

"After being completely destroyed by an earthquake in the 14th century, the then Sultan rebuilt it as a fortress using the remaining foundations and named it after himself, calling it Fort Qaitbay. However, it is now the first century, so the lighthouse still exists."

The Lord El-Melloi II provided further explanation.

So that's how it is. No wonder he's the Lord of the El-Melloi.

Although it's not entirely clear whether the Lord El-Melloi II, who obtained Zhuge's power, and other Demi-Servant like Mash and Novia are similar, Ritsuka still feels a strange sense of connection.

"There used to be Rome soldiers stationed here, but after Ptolemy captured Alexandria, no one guarded this place anymore. But then again, Alexander has been gone for so long, and Ptolemy is still in the Library; he probably hasn't been replenishing his Od power anymore—"

"No, Pharaoh Ptolemy of Egypt, is just ahead."

Novia answered, and the moment the main door opened, the loud echoes of footsteps mingled with the sound of waves crashing against the lighthouse in the long, narrow stone corridor with its high Ceiling.

He was a robust old man with White-Haired Goddess hair and a neat white beard. He did not appear weak due to his age; on the contrary, it seemed as if his daily experience was engraved on his Flesh.

His eyelids were closed, and he was wearing a black coat. The trench coat was designed with a starry pattern, and the way he wore it made it seem as if he could reflect the night sky into his clothes.

On his shoulder, there appeared to be the armor of the Atlas Institute.

Then, Ptolemy, who was facing the crowd, muttered to himself and slowly opened his amber eyes.

"I never imagined you knew about the Submarine Alexandria Library. A thousand years later, the Atlas Institute has made it public...?"

Sometime later, Ptolemy found himself holding a book.

The text on the page you turn to is not fixed.

It changes at a speed completely beyond the comprehension of human dynamic vision; it's almost like a computer screen.

"But it's all over now. You... you probably don't know why I built this Alexandria Library, do you?"

"Are you perhaps planning to prepare a library for Alexander IV, the King of Conquerors, Library that he could never finish reading? Isn't that exactly what you're aiming for?"

The Lord El-Melloi II Prince succinctly revealed the truth.

"That was in the past; at least I don't have that wish now."

Ptolemy remained unmoved, only shaking his head slightly.

"Among you are people from this era and people from the Future, right? The times, whether now, in the Future, or in the past, are all incredibly cruel. Cruelty doesn't discriminate in terms of class, but the Future era is even more so, otherwise it wouldn't be like this."

That is why the failure to showcase talent that should have shone in the daylight evokes such profound sorrow... just as many poets and writers have imagined the fate that fool Iskandar should have reached, and recounted the Alexander Romance.

Ptolemy continued.

"I lament Alexander IV's talent. Because I have gathered the world's most unparalleled authors and records, yet I have never found that reader. However, when I was called upon as Servant, I saw the existence of the reader and wanted my Master to become the 'reader'."

I never imagined that my Master would become the Creator. I was moved by my Master's talent, so I abandoned the plan to revive Alexander IV and instead summoned the young king through a medium. Fortunately, it wasn't that grown-up fool.

"So, is the Osiris's Sand the King of Stories?"

"No, the Master devoured a god. Even if her memories become saturated, her self-awareness remains incredibly strong, and she retains her individuality. This is certain. The Master is still the Master, not a blank 'King of Stories'."

Then.

Pharaoh Ptolemy.

Upon hearing this, Ptolemy narrowed his eyes and stared at Novia.

Looking at the robust old man, the silver-haired youth revealed a smile.

"I have been to the Submarine Alexandria Library, and I even killed the Divine Body Osiris within it."

"Oh? But neither Set's nor Osiris's Divine Body, nor even their very concept of existence, has been devoured by the Master."

"Back then, there was Apple I left in this lighthouse while searching for the Library."

Novia squinted, as if recalling the past.

"I see. So the Pope and my Master have a hidden past."

Ptolemy laughed happily, and then continued, as if sighing.

"But as Servant, I must naturally fulfill Servant duties. So, let's end this pointless lingering."

Pharaoh Ptolemy opened the book again, and at the same time, his arm, starting from near the elbow, transformed into a mirror, reflecting the polished surface of the surrounding crystals, from which radiated heat rays surpassing that of magma.

"As my Master wishes, from this moment forward, the Alexandria Library is officially closed and vanishes from the world!"

Ptolemy, as Servant, was one with the Alexandria Library. These heat rays, surpassing even magma, were supported by the Library, which could ignite underwater volcanoes. The information light accumulated in the crystals that constituted this great Library, when absorbed by its creator, became a devastating means of attack.

At the same time, as he said, this Library, which should have been controlled by the Atlas Institute for the next thousand years, will disappear and not be revealed to people. Perhaps, as Ptolemy said, the desire of the 'Osiris's Sand' is for his Issei of devouring the Egypt gods to disappear along with the Alexandria Library.

The Pharaoh, captivated by his talent, was merely assisting his Master.

"O ancient kin who inherited and Inheritance its glory, may the noble and the Holy One know that my Noble Phantasm has vanished in a corner."

Thus the aged Pharaoh spoke.

"The Gate of Wisdom is open."

It was difficult to look the old king in the eye any longer; it was as if he were proclaiming the Judgment of an ancient Deity, and only his voice echoed.

"The King's Library"

The thunder roared as it rushed forward, unleashing a torrent of Od in one breath.

This was an overwhelming torrent of destruction, comparable to the Holy Lance. Nevertheless, the radiance manipulated by Ptolemy caused almost no harm outside the old king's intended target range. It was controlled with utmost precision, merely managing to repel the crowd before him and to erase the concept of the Alexandria Library from the world.

In fact, just like Alexander, who could be described as having god-like power, Ptolemy also possessed it at this moment. However, unlike Alexander, who was the son of the Supreme Being god Ra, Ptolemy had already ruled Egypt by deifying himself, so he did not need to rely on the name of another god; Ptolemy was a god in himself.

Therefore, Ptolemy believed his influence was sufficient. Even the First Pope, whose influence shaped the world, couldn't instantly break free from his constraints. Thus, the story he had crafted and the Master's wish would succeed, and that was enough.

"Um?!"

Suddenly, Ptolemy opened his eyes, somewhat bewildered as to what was happening...

The Alexandria Library is actually breaking free from the will of its creator? No, that's not right. It's not the Submarine Alexandria Library, but the City Alexandria Library influencing the Submarine Alexandria Library? How is that possible? In Egypt, only the Pharaoh could do that—

"O people, hear my words!"

"All inhabitants of this world should listen attentively, regardless of their social status or wealth."

A sound arose, on this vast land that seemed to overwhelm everything, a cry that appeared as if from the heart of the City, or as if it were a sacred word engraved on this land many years ago.

Indeed, no one can redeem themselves; the price of their life cannot be paid.

The existing Foundation of humanity, responding to the call of its creator, possesses an inexhaustible power—a mysterious continuation—that will ultimately become a powerful current that no land can isolate from it— the Bible Foundation.

"Then when? Why not end the filthy past right now? Take action, take action! I have not come to call repentance to those who are self-righteous, but to those who know their sins."

It was the exact same voice as Novia's, yet it seemed to emanate from within Alexandria.

"It is important to know that one must not indulge in excessive feasting and drunkenness, nor be lustful or dissolute, nor be contentious or jealous—"

"Pharaoh, heed my words! All the gods of Egypt in this world should bow down and listen! The Alexandria Library must be open, not closed!"

An overwhelming aura filled Ptolemy's entire body, rendering him unable to move or speak. He could only watch helplessly as his Noble Phantasm was completely destroyed, and the Alexandria Library, which was about to disappear from the concept of the world, was once again engraved within it.

At the same time, Novia walked step by step to Ptolemy, staring at the old man and speaking word by word.

"Ptolemy, I have read many books, some classics and some completely unnecessary to read. Many people have read them, many have kept them in their hearts, and most have forgotten them soon afterward. These are the kinds of Book I have read."

I don't quite understand what this Pope is talking about. Is he talking about Master? Oh well, I'm just an old man and Servant, so it doesn't matter to me.

"While it might sound a bit arrogant, I feel that for both Shiyali and Sion, this is enough. Besides, she has many questions I want to ask, but there are very few that we can actually say to each other, isn't that right?"

"... Heh, you've lost. It seems I can't fulfill your wish, Master. I can only let you move forward. But to be honest, hiding a young genius girl until the end of the world doesn't seem like a good idea. It's always good for her to go out and see the world... I just don't know if this land will support her..."

The old king smiled innocently like a child, his coat fluttering as if blown by the wind, revealing his pale hands.

"Alright, since that's the case, I can only wish you good luck in your military endeavors."

Nero.

Chapter 367 The Ten Plagues.

The Alexandria Library Alexander rediscovered in the sea off Alexandria and excavations have been ongoing for several years.

Because the technology of the Atlas Institute of the Age of Gods was so outstanding, even if dynasties on earth changed hands many times and human society underwent countless transformations, these underwater ruins would remain completely unchanged.

This other Alexandria Library should have remained asleep in darkness, continuing until Human Order Incineration two thousand years later.

But at this moment, a change occurred, and one after another, symbols of ancient Egypt emerged.

The Red and White Crowns representing Upper and Lower Egypt is equivalent to the Christianity symbols Ankh, Rattlesnake, Scarab, Ba, Knot of Isis, Feather of Ma'at, Cobra...

More and more things it symbolizes are gradually emerging.

The Eye of Horus, the Eye of Ra, the Djed Pillar, Hieroglyphs, and the two opposing concepts Was Scepter and Calamity.

Then, the number increased.

It is not a single entity, but rather it expands rapidly from the foundation of one, like the seemingly endless sands in the desert.

It brought with it a sustained, chilling tremor.

It's as if the Egypt gods, who had been far removed from the world since the end of the Age of Gods, have returned after some kind of transformation.

During the Age of Gods, all Pharaoh were gods, for after their death they would go to the Underworld to be with Osiris, and in a deathly scene they would dream of being reborn at the end of a distant time, and naturally embark on the journey to godhood. However, there were exceptions.

For example, Ramesses II believed himself to be the greatest Pharaoh, refused to accept this, and was unwilling to fall into eternal slumber. Therefore, he was qualified to be engraved in the Throne of Heroes, and when he appeared in the Holy Grail War, he possessed the omnipotent power of all the Deity of Egypt.

In a sense, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that Ramesses II was the representative of all Egypt divinity. However, the Osiris's Sand in the Alexandria Library possesses the power of a chief god, and the divinity she has stitched together is not simply Egypt itself.

It is based on Ptolemy, the greatest myth compiler in Human History, who gathered all the Wisdom of the world to recreate myths, creating the hero 'King of Stories'.

This means that it stitches together Greece and Egypt, as well as the Persia sphere and surrounding regions, resulting in a fusion of more myths and customs. The long-standing dragon-bull struggle during the Age of Age of Gods was resolved and miraculously integrated into one, with Unity of All Gods and myths becoming one.

It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that she is the Chief God of a completely new mythology, because as the Osiris's Sand at its center, she can wield as many mysteries as there are Deity surrounding Egypt and Persia. What is shown here is only a glimpse of the divine power of Egypt.