Chapter 408

Well, this Ritsuka with nothing but an awkward smile.

She felt Ganesha had misunderstood; her Consultant had merely possessed the Servant and acquired some of Servant memories, and wasn't actually her grandfather. Her Consultant had family, including a daughter who was also her classmate—this couldn't be faked...

Well, since it's come to this point, it seems I should leave. See you next time, or perhaps, we'll meet again someday?

Tezcatlipoca put his sunglasses back on and looked at Ritsuka and Mash.

"Logically, I should say something to you two girls from Chaldea who are working hard to save the world on this occasion, but thinking about it carefully, it seems completely unnecessary, right? But I still want to say something to you: a person doesn't need to restrict their freedom."

Then, before Ritsuka answer, Tezcatlipoca spoke in a completely different, calm tone than usual.

"Thinking about it, in terms of Warrior's evaluation, you still lack a lot. It's not that I have any ill feelings about what my outstanding juniors did, but as birds, we all have to leave the shelter one day, right? Of course, that depends on you. You need to have the will and Desire to fight at all costs even when facing enemies. That's what makes a qualified Warrior, and that's the highest respect you can receive. He should be very happy..."

Just as he was about to dissipate, Tezcatlipoca suddenly pointed a gun at Tlaloc, who was silent as if trying to avoid being discovered.

"Oh, and you get out of here too. Don't waste your time. Look at you, so useless. You almost died. It's hilarious."

"No, no, no, I haven't --"

"Shut up, you're not needed here anymore. Come with me."

And so, while waiting for Novia to return, only Kali, Ort, ORT, and Ritsuka Mash.

The instant he appeared, Kali rushed towards him, only to be stopped by ORT. Novia, having quickly grasped the situation, reacted before Kali could go berserk again.

The mere contact of their lips was enough to ignite the surging Desire within Kali's body, stimulating her brain and giving her a taste of karmic fire that seemed to burn her bones and nerves to ashes. It was like a meteor that had entered the atmosphere, lost its heat source, and was compressed and burned out, ravaging her blood vessels and nerves.

"It's been a long time, Kali. Even now, I still love you."

In just a few words, Kali's 'Spirit Core' cracked due to its own heat. For Kali and Durga, Kavia's Wrath was like a gestational navel; they felt no discomfort, but rather a gentle embrace from it.

So hot, so hot, the temperature enveloping my entire body, what I felt was a vastness enough to sweep across the Universe, a power enough to scorch everything, and Wrath.

My husband's love for me is so profound that I'm willing to give up everything for him; it brings me such peace of mind...

Just as Kali was thinking this, Durga's voice rang out from within her. "Wrong. Anyway, Kali, it's my turn to step in now."

No, I won't give it to you.

In that instant, because the Spirit Core shattered rapidly under the terrifying heat, Kali's body directly turned into Spiritrons and dissipated.

Ritsuka was greatly alarmed by this.

The Consultant actually managed to make this Goddess disappear with just one kiss?! Isn't that terrifying...?

"Isn't this right for me?"

ORT's speech was tinged with confusion, but his gaze toward Novia was overly direct.

However, she seems to have always been very straightforward.

"No need to worry, because calculations show that the heat she generates is less than one ten-thousandth of what I can handle, so it has no effect on me whatsoever."

Indeed, for the girl who is the incarnation of ORT, it seems that this kind of heat is present at birth. Although it melts the Spirit Core of her own Spirit Origin in the 'false history,' it cannot damage any part of her body. However--

It's hard to control.

ORT sensed that the progress bar within the previously garbled system was becoming somewhat out of control. Although it had always been at 100%, it could be adjusted at will, but now it had broken through the 100 limit and was rising towards a probability that she could not control at all.

The outward effect was that her body trembled violently, and then her eyes, which had been calm, suddenly became somewhat dazed. ORT then flew directly out of the Singularity, driven by her boiling emotions, and flew towards the Sun as fast as possible to repair herself.

Novia wasn't confused by their situation; she simply nodded as if she'd been amused.

Although it may seem absurd, it is actually due to the fact that he gave power to the two of them.

After returning to Chaldea, Novia opened her eyes to find Da Vinci beaming with a radiant smile.

"It's been a long time, is it you, Favia and Baobhan Sith's descendant, or perhaps Favia herself?"

The Sixth Singularity: within Jerusalem.

This Divinity place, which was once visited by Novia during the reign of the Sorcerer King and where all its Magecraft defenses were destroyed, no longer possesses the sanctity, purity, or flawless silver it should have; instead, it resembles a corroded green and yellow.

Inside the Holy City, there was no trace of human beings, only a huge green mist that rolled and rotted on the ground and walls, and a foul stench like Maize leaves that had been dried and decayed for a long time in a cold barn.

In the Second Temple, which was destroyed by Novia, and later the Third Temple, which the Roman Empire built above it, a hooded, silver-haired woman kneels before the Temple walls, surrounded by numerous enormous Egg, similar to, but not quite, those created by the incarnation of Evil God in Southern The Americas, filled with murky green liquid.

It was a portrait of a creature with horrifying body parts, slimy black tentacles, a mouth dripping with mucus, or twisted short legs ending in black hooves that could barely be called "sheep's" hooves.

"Ugh~ I just can't muster any motivation. On days like this, let me think... the only thing I can do is pretend to play the Order of Knights initiation Ritual, hehehe."

The silver-haired girl let out a laugh that could only be described as obsessive. "I wonder if it will work on that King of Knights in the Holy City, hahaha, it should work, because she and her subordinates are beings who, once they increase their Od, will gradually be corrupted by madness as the abyss approaches!"

A strange emotion, indistinguishable between joy and excitement, was evident on his wildly laughing profile.

After an unknown amount of time, the silver-haired girl finally stopped laughing, and touched her stomach with a look of eroticism on her face.

"Yay! Oh, you Black Goat of the Woods, who has given birth to countless offspring, endless liberation, boundless joy, releasing the soul, leading to ultimate depravity, hehehe, I seem to have discovered someone far more suitable to be your vessel than I am, and she is even a woman! This is truly wonderful."

Stepping out of the Temple, the silver-haired girl removed her hood, cupped her face in her hands, and gazed at the now-glorious Holy City of Jerusalem.

"I, Jacques de Molay, will personally present it to you... Of course, it would be even more interesting if you, my great one, were to be devoured instead, hehehehe."

Chapter 434 Novia, she's super awesome!

"... Hmm, how should I answer that?"

When Da Vinci asked him a question, Novia smiled happily.

"Could it be that I am actually the First Pope, the Priest of the Château d'If, and simultaneously the Fifth Sun of the Americas, the Fourth-Aspected God of India, and the Buddha of Buddhism?"

"I feel like this isn't actually a bad idea."

"Well, the likelihood of that happening is probably slim, Da Vinci..."

Romani's sudden words made Da Vinci smile slightly. After smiling, she tried her best to suppress her laughter as she looked at Dr. Romani, who looked embarrassed after hearing this. This was natural, because the two had a good relationship, so good that Romani even revealed that he had once been Solomon.

In the upcoming Sixth Singularity, if everything goes smoothly, Chaldea will encounter Sherlock Holmes. Sherlock Holmes tells Mash that the doctor is not trustworthy, and when Ritsuka and Mash relay these words to Da Vinci says that the doctor is trustworthy but has an unspeakable secret.

That's normal. After all, Chaldea recently encountered the undisguised Sorcerer King Solomon in the Singularity, who was also the mastermind behind the Human Order Incineration.

Although Da Vinci had confirmed through Ritsuka's previous 'eavesdropping' that the current Novia was the same as Favia from back then, he was not sure if it was the First Pope. The reason was simple: if Favia was indeed the Fifth Sun of the Americas, then it was the Fifth Sun that became after the end of the Age of Gods.

From a mystical perspective, aside from its far greater reputation than the previous four Sun God, its actual strength should be far inferior.

However, judging from the several Sun God that appeared in the Americas, it seems to be a genuine endorsement. Therefore, considering their deeds and the Church's judgment...

Da Vinci felt he had found the Answer. In fact, those shadows were just 'pantheon completion'. Simply put, the Servant of the Americas pantheon wanted to give their Fifth Sun a matching power, so they asked Servant from various pantheons to give Novia their power through 'shadows'.

After all, these people are all kind-hearted individuals, so upon closer reflection, it's not entirely unacceptable.

Furthermore, Romani's attitude further corroborates this. Although, according to Romani, he was now a completely ordinary person, it's unlikely that he wouldn't recognize or sense the First Pope, who was seen as the embodiment of the 'Holy Spirit.' After all, the monotheistic god doesn't seem like a being capable of accepting other pantheons.

"I'm a maintenance Consultant from the Atlas Institute, which is guaranteed by the Atlas Institute, and my resume even lists some of my past experiences. Well, I can't do it alone, but I can learn Alchemy from Instructor Sion of Ras**..."

Novia placed her finger on her chin and nodded. "Yes, that's right, I'm just someone who's been lucky enough to get some good fortune."

That's incorrect!

Da Vinci shrugged unhappily at Favia's continued refusal to admit his true identity and his rambling. However, he did not back down. He adjusted his glasses and pulled out several photocopies that looked like reports.

"These are all copies you wrote for Ritsuka and submitted to Chaldeas. The unknown Servant in the previous Singularity Fuyuki and France were identified from the Prison Tower intelligence as Priest Faria, who saved the Count of Count of Monte Cristo. In Rome, it was Pope Novia, and the fourth was Buddha from Buddhism..."

At this point, Da Vinci suddenly pulled a small notebook from the photocopied document, quickly opened it to the first page, and showed it to Novia.

"Yes, that's right, and there's also the Captain who lived a carefree life with Fairy and abandoned the shipyard."

When Novia saw the portrait on the first page of the small notebook that Da Vinci kept and carried with him throughout his life, a smile couldn't help but spread across his face.

How to put it? It was extremely simple, yet also extremely messy, like something a three-year-old had scribbled. You could barely make out that it was a group of people.

Although she didn't know how Da Vinci, given his personality at the time, could allow someone to scribble on the first page of his incredibly precious notebook, Novia immediately recognized it as a drawing by Baobhan Sith, which is why she wanted to laugh.

Then, looking at the leisurely Da Vinci da Vinci, Novia spoke in a slightly trembling voice.

"This..."

He seemed to hear a soft chuckle from Da Vinci, so his voice became very serious for the next sentence.

"Actually, it's a fantastic drawing. The artist must have poured a lot of effort into it. I could feel an unparalleled sincerity and dedication in it."

Upon hearing this, Da Vinci raised an eyebrow with great regret and put away his small notebook.

"Well, since things have come to this, I'll just assume that Novia's Consultant to me is correct for now."

After Da Vinci finished speaking as if making an excuse, he raised his eyebrows and sighed, "In the end, we don't have any conclusive evidence. It seems I can only ask Little Gran to find some information for me. After all, we have Teacher -student relationship, so it should be easier for him than for me, as Consultant to Chaldea, right?"

Da Vinci is deliberately steer the conversation towards Gran... Could she really be planning something like that? Before things were certain, she was just casually trying to set me up, but now that she's sure about me, she's suddenly become the go-between? Isn't that a bit too blatant...?

Looking at Da Vinci before her, Novia couldn't help but recall the words she had spoken to herself in Rome:

Anything related to childbirth is disgusting; people without beautiful faces and aesthetic qualities will die young... I've decided, I will create a child of my own, a child with a completely independent self, flesh and blood, and spirit.

Novia replied, "I see. It's silly, but not a joke. So good luck. I'll definitely come to see you if that day ever comes."

"However, given my current age, I'll most likely be dead by then. I'll have to trouble you to take care of me then, since I'll be an 'Angel' after all."

Therefore, the omnipotent being thus determined the Future of his 'children'.

From this perspective, the current Gran can indeed be considered a child of Da Vinci, and also a child of the 'Mona Lisa'.

"Oh, is that so?"

Novia squinted at the dining hall on the other side. "But compared to Da Vinci, I feel that my relationship with Little Gran is much better than yours."

To this, Da Vinci said in a very smug tone:

"Oh dear, is that so? But unfortunately, Little Gran is the second unit I created. In other words, she is undoubtedly a child, and I am her mother. Hmph, even the most diligent Teacher cannot surpass my importance! After all, a mother is the most important! Right, Dr. Roman!"

"Ah, yes, generally speaking, that's not wrong..."

Because Da Vinci immediately turned the fire towards himself, Romani responded in this somewhat awkward manner.

Because the story of Bathsheba, King Solomon's mother, and David is actually quite... unbelievable.

According to the Book of Samuel:

One day, David was walking on the roof of the Royal Palace when he saw Bathsheba, who was already married, bathing. He became infatuated with her and she became pregnant. To cover up this, David ordered her husband, who was fighting at the front, to return. However, her husband did not return because he did not want to break the rule.

After David's repeated attempts to get her husband to sleep with Bathsheba failed, he wrote to the general at the front, ordering him to go to war and then abandon him in the fierce battle, letting him die at the hands of the enemy.

Therefore, after his death in battle, David naturally married Bathsheba, who was widowed.

This was quite... unseemly behavior, and the One God was understandably very displeased with it.

David sent the prophet Nathan to rebuke David, Nathan also prophesied that because of this murder, David's family would be tormented by chaos.

Later, David's eldest son Amnon forced his half-sister Tamar to have sex with him. David did not punish him. Subsequently, Tamar's brother, Absalom, who shared the same mother, assassinated Amnon and went to live with his maternal grandfather, whereupon he started a rebellion.

After the rebellion, in order to prove the new king's right, Absalom openly engaged in sexual relations with dozens of his father's concubines.

When David grew old, through the efforts of Bathsheba and the prophet Nathan, Solomon succeeded his Adonijah as king.

Then Adonijah suddenly became obsessed with lust. He could have lived a good life based on this relationship, but he asked Solomon through Bathsheba to let him marry David, Abishag's widow whom he had not yet slept with. Solomon then executed him.

In short, although King Solomon seemed indifferent to these things at the time, now that Romani has become a human, he thinks about it again and realizes that it was really... sigh, it was all his father's fault. That bastard father didn't fulfill his duty to go to the battlefield, but instead stayed in the City doing nothing.

Thinking of his chaotic family situation, Dr. Roman instinctively paused for a few seconds before quietly speaking again.

"However, occasionally, sometimes, it probably won't be like that..."

Seeing the doctor's sudden dejection, Novia thoughtfully said, "Parents still need to set a good example for their children."

"Really."

Da Vinci nodded in agreement, "I wholeheartedly agree. I'm a role model for my son Gran, hmph, that's what parents are all about."

Perhaps knowing that Romani, as King Solomon, must have remembered something, both Novia and Da Vinci refrained from saying anything further. However, Da Vinci, walking beside Novia, whispered something:

"I can't believe I didn't recognize you right away. I can't believe I can't even do something this simple. And I always called myself an all-powerful person."

Novia shrugged slightly and said in a low voice, "I didn't expect that you, Da Vinci, had already drawn the first page. Looking at it this way, it's all even, isn't it?"

He actually thought that Da Vinci would only paint this page after he arrived in Chaldea, but he didn't expect that it would be painted by Baobhan Sith while he was still alive.

After thinking for a moment, Da Vinci continued.

"Speaking of which, is your relationship with that Sion the same as Baobhan Sith's? And you two really don't have any children? It's been hundreds of years, hasn't it? If all else fails, I can arrange something for you two..."

"This matter is a bit complicated to explain in detail, but you don't need to worry about it for now."

"Don't care? This concerns the data I gave to Little Gran. After all, I opened it a few months ago because I thought you were my descendant. I was thinking we could deal with it later..."

And just like that, the two of them disappeared from Romani's sight.