Chapter 538

Daybit pulled back the curtains on the second floor, looking down at Tallahassee, a place bustling with people yet eerily quiet.

The Rock Music that used to be heard everywhere, full of passion and enthusiasm, started playing from the other side of the room.

Florida was once a vibrant place, and its people were incredibly passionate and energetic. Although Cape Canaveral, Aviation Holy Land, was established there based on its geography, logistics, and transportation conditions, it also testifies to the courage and passion of the locals.

In the City, everyone covers themselves with clothes, is it simply because they're afraid of disturbing others?

If someone were to bring an old-fashioned rocket or airplane to the New Humanity of Tallahassee and ask them about it, their answer would invariably be something like, "I don't know what it is... It looks like it's swallowed something huge, it looks terrifying."

"However, if you still want to go after hearing what I've said, please take me with you."

"Um?"

Tiamat looked at Daybit with her big eyes, who had no expression, and asked, "Why?"

"If I could see someone right now, I would feel wonderful. Just that alone would make my life worth living."

Is there anyone Daybit really wants to see at Cape Canaveral?

"Yes, we must see him now, no matter what. In fact, if you weren't coming, I would be heading to Cape Canaveral myself."

The young man answered frankly.

"After all, I only have a few months left to live."

The moment the words fell, the second floor of the planetarium fell as silent as Tallahassee, until Novia spoke:

"As humans recorded by the City, all physical problems can be fixed with Command Spell, right?"

"I don't know. Even using Command Spell would only slightly delay things. Rather than that, it's better to do what needs to be done sooner and then die."

Daybit's tone was very serious.

Although Tiamat initially thought his statement was a joke, at this point she realized there was no lie in it, and therefore she couldn't help but feel a different kind of Sorrow.

What are you thinking? As a human being, as a child, nothing is more important than being alive...

Then.

Upon hearing this, Novia didn't ask any further questions, but simply asked another:

"Speaking of which, who is the Servant you have a contract with?"

"... Jaguar Man Navarro from Aztec mythology."

Chapter 548 Tiamat is about to take action (4k5)

"Are you kidding me!"

A furious shout echoed through a Chocolate Factory somewhere in Tallahassee, causing a slight tremor.

The Factory, with its high Ceiling, features Spiral Workshop in the center, a truly automated production line.

The people living nearby must have heard the roar, but no one reacted. It wasn't because there was soundproofing, but because everyone was used to it. Plus, given Tallahassee's style, it was perfectly normal for them to silently endure it without reacting.

"Not a single one sold. Is it some kind of curse from the Bird Lord...?"

The speaker seemed to be gritting his teeth, uttering words that sounded like a curse.

"But now that Yayauqui Company, which was just established by Daybit, is going bankrupt, it seems I should disappear without a trace..."

The Chocolate Factory named Yayauqui stands in stark contrast to the vintage atmosphere of Tallahassee, like a modern high-rise building appearing in the countryside. While not quite as striking, it's not far off, considering that Factory with automated production lines are now extremely rare.

"Speaking of which, Daybit said he had something to do today. Did he go to Cape Canaveral alone?"

Although the blond man's tone was calm, there was an undeniable hint of worry in it. It was unclear whether he hadn't completely concealed the worry in his voice, or whether he was deliberately acting this way even when he was alone.

A few seconds later, a slightly sallow-skinned brown-haired youth Daybit appeared at the Factory Great Gate. The blond man glanced at him.

"Oh, wait, what was that? It's you, Master. Are you here to check if I've run away? Sorry, you startled me. No wonder I had this ominous yet joyful premonition, so I started my patrol. And, the two people behind you, one big and one small, are--"

I had a feeling that it was someone he knew.

Daybit's Servant is the Jaguar Man Navarro.

However, unlike in FGO, this Jaguar Man Navarro is not a possessed being, but rather 'himself'.

Because leopards are considered the most powerful, Wisdom, and Divinity beasts in Central and South America, the First Sun is also known as the Leopard, or more accurately, as the 'King of the Leopard Warrior, not the leopard itself.' Therefore, Navarro can be seen as one aspect of the First Sun Tezcatlipoca in his own lineage.

Therefore, it is only natural to feel familiar with the people behind Daybit, since, in essence, they are all the First Sun of the Aztec.

"Wow! What a rich, deep mountain scent!"

The scent of the mountains?

Navarro, or rather, Tezcatlipoca, glanced at the blue-haired girl who had put her hands to her mouth and was shouting at him for seeing this, and narrowed her eyes.

So she's the Mesopotamia Primordial Mother Goddess... By the way, how did she escape from the Imaginary Number Space? Oh, I see, she weakened herself to become the so-called Initial State? I almost thought the Mesopotamia had the same quirks as the Greece.

Immediately afterwards, when Tezcatlipoca saw the young man wearing Jaguar Man Mask appearing right after him, his usually calm expression instantly turned somewhat surprised.

... Won't that Bird Lord creature be summoned by a chain reaction?! Probably not. If it is, just pretend I don't know it.

As he thought this, Tezcatlipoca coughed twice. "Although you brought two interesting guys with you, you're probably still here to see me, right? I won't answer your naive questions like 'when will it be profitable, when will it go bankrupt.' Anyway, my Chocolate Factory exists to make money together, so I'm happy to accept your card."

"You've already swiped my card, haven't you?"

"What's with that incredulous look on your face?" Tezcatlipoca scratched his head, looking annoyed. "I'm used to receiving offerings or gifts. So-called Deity should accept them readily, and besides, I don't dislike money."

Daybit did not immediately respond, but simply stared silently at the Tezcatlipoca wearing sunglasses with his usual ambiguous smile.

What broke this atmosphere was Tiamat's exclamation—

"Is this modern Chocolate? Let me, your mother, have a taste..."

"No, children shouldn't drink alcohol."

"Mom, I'm not a child anymore! I've just become smaller now! I'll be a big sister someday."

Even so, Tiamat obediently put down the Chocolate, but at the same time picked up one and offered it to Novia so he could have a taste.

Although she was also puzzled as to why Novia had suddenly put on a strange Jaguar Man Mask, turned her hair blonde, and even gone shirtless as soon as she arrived near the Factory... she hadn't seen her like this in Akihabara, had she? It was really strange.

"Hmm, not bad. There are about 16 in there, and each one seems to have been carefully crafted." Novia stroked her chin and muttered, "Nuts, Honey, Spices, and... is this wine? It looks simple, but it's actually quite bold. No wonder it's not selling; it looks like it'll all be stuck here unsold."

"You have a good eye. I'm quite particular about the ingredients. If you like it, eat more... By the way, what's the reason for the slow sales?"

"Of course, it's because of this."

Novia laughed and pointed to her naked upper body.

Could it be that...?

The person behind the Tezcatlipoca gave a rather amused look.

"The people of Tallahassee are wearing heavy clothes called Shame, while people like me who go shirtless don't care at all."

"Haha, it seems hiring a business Consultant is quite necessary! Since things have come to this, then so be it!"

The moment the words were spoken, the Tezcatlipoca persona changed, transforming into a subtly Primitive Attire, with the decorations on their back resembling coconut trees.

And so the two of them burst into laughter, seemingly bewildered yet deeply impressed.

"... Shame?"

The topic shift was so abrupt that Tiamat couldn't help but blink, especially noticing the changes in Novia, which filled her with both curiosity and a subtle delight.

Just then, she happened to catch Daybit's indifferent expression. In this brief interaction, Tiamat felt that Daybit was very absent-minded, and he didn't seem like someone who would die within a few months. However, he seemed to be in a good mood, which meant that the topic of Novia and the Tezcatlipoca was exactly what he was interested in.

"In Tallahassee, it's an unwritten rule over the years to avoid contact with others for anything. But decades ago, this place was a melting pot of romance and imagination, both in a positive sense of courage and recklessness, and in a negative sense of drug use... Now it's all been obscured."

"Hmm, Mother, I find it hard to imagine." Tiamat closed one eye in thought, then looked up as if noticing something. "By the way, Daybit, who exactly are you going to see at Cape Canaveral?"

"Eehaha. Even if you ask, how could this guy possibly know? After all, he's my Master Daybit."

Suddenly, the Tezcatlipoca interrupted.

"... Indeed, as Navarro said, I'm not entirely sure either." Daybit nodded silently. "I only decided to go because of a voice that keeps popping into my head, 'The process doesn't matter anymore, just remember the result. Don't waste any more time, Daybit, ' that's the voice."

"That's not the problem. Since he's human, he's my child. Even if you, Navarro, are a powerful god, even if we're an inseparable pair, I still hate it when someone insults him in front of me. Remember that, Mother."

Tiamat said sternly.

Perhaps because his tone was so different from before, Tezcatlipoca fell silent, only nudging Novia, who was still eating Chocolate, with his elbow and gesturing with his eyes—

Is this Primordial Mother Goddess perhaps like my foolish sister Tlaloc? I mean, in that respect.

Novia originally intended to deny it, since her initial contact with Tiamat was only to modify the environment of the FR world. However, during their time together, she keenly noticed that Tiamat's attitude towards her was different from when they first met, as if they had known each other for a long time.

Therefore, he nodded resolutely.

Sure.

The person behind the Tezcatlipoca looked approving.

Even the Mesopotamia Primordial Mother Goddess... No wonder you're our Fifth Sun of the Americas, so powerful. Well, considering you defeated ORT, it's not surprising... By the way, did you, Bird Lord, smell your scent and come out?

Seeing Novia shake her head, Tezcatlipoca's joy was almost uncontrollable; even the corners of her mouth couldn't help but turn up.

"By the way, judging from Daybit's expression, it seems you're trying to stop him from going to Cape Canaveral? That's not like you."

In response to Novia's question, Tezcatlipoca shook her head and answered softly:

"If it were any other state, I would definitely send him forward as Warrior, regardless of victory or defeat. But right now, my state is 'Navarro,' which leans more towards the Bird Lord Faction's side, understand? Win or lose, the loser should leave as soon as possible. But the Bird Lord and her gang don't have that kind of personality. I find it hard to believe that I was summoned by this guy. Or rather, I'm curious?"

If the Jaguar Man Navarro were to appear in a possessed form, he could become close friends with Quetzal, or even switch sides.

Novia barely knew why Tezcatlipoca was summoned by Daybit. Unsurprisingly, it was due to the connection in the FGO world. Although Daybit in FGO was an 'Extraterrestrial' and Tezcatlipoca was a genuine First Sun, while Daybit in the FR world was a normal person and Tezcatlipoca was 'Navarro,' their essence was the same.

"As for Cape Canaveral... there lies the collective concept of this thing held by humankind."

Tezcatlipoca revealed a Pistol to Novia, Pistol he brandished in his fingers like a brushstroke from a Middle Ages painter.

As for a name or title, I think it should be called...

Pistol are a product of human scientific development, and Cape Canaveral is the most well-known space coastline.

So, what's most memorable about all of them is the Universe Spaceship, isn't it?

Apollo.

It is not the Sun God of Greek Mythology, but rather 'the collective concept of all the spacecraft of the Apollo Moon Landing Program and all of humanity's technological advancements throughout history'.

This might sound a bit strange, but in fact, even Voyager 1 can become Heroic Spirit in Type-Moon. It's quite normal for the Apollo spacecraft that landed on the moon to collectively become a spirit. It's just that they became so powerful, could it be because they contracted Moon Cancer after Moon Landing...?

In this light, Cape Canaveral contains both 'Apollo,' who restrains humanity's Desire for exploration, and El, who, after killing Mot and the deaths of all his followers, sought to usurp the Old Testament and become 'Jehovah.'

This strange connection suddenly reminded Novia of a few words from the Old Testament.

One quote is from the Book of Joel: "The sun will be turned to darkness and the moon to blood, before the coming of the great and awesome day of the Lord."

One quote is from Book of Isaiah: "The Jehovah has swallowed up death forever; he will bring down his pride and the schemes of his hand."

... Some of these things strangely resonate with the current environment.

In Novia's view, only El, who successfully usurped the Old Testament, was a real problem; as for Apollo, who was connected to the Moon Cancer...

Unfortunately, he didn't make a move back in Prisma Illya. It was enough to have Miyu, who was possessed by the Moon Cancer, take action. However, the Moon Cancer's main function, more than combat power, is to bind the collective spirit of humanity.

The more advanced science becomes, the smarter humanity becomes, and the more powerful the Moon Cancer becomes, thus becoming an inescapable "hand grabbing from behind," leading to the cessation of human thought, a decline in intelligence, and a halt to the Desire for exploration. It can be said to be a form of Beast of Humanity that is difficult for humanity as a whole to Vijaya.

The "Moon Cancer" seizes upon humanity's enterprising spirit and Desire, captures Primate attempting to escape Earth, and grabs humanity's "head," acting as an "Obstruction" to drag them back to Earth.

After a moment's thought, Novia immediately smiled and patted the man in the Tezcatlipoca on the shoulder:

"It's alright, I'm going to Cape Canaveral too. Besides, as the Fifth Sun, I've even landed on the Sun. They've only ever landed on the moon, no, I've even landed on the moon."

Speaking of which, there's another thing.

Novia only then realized that Tiamat was staring longingly and eagerly at the Chocolate he was eating, and it looked rather cute, so he came up with an idea.

Soon, Tiamat saw Novia fiddling with something. Before she could even ask what was wrong, Novia handed her a wine glass, which she instinctively sniffed.

It wasn't alcohol, but extremely thick hot Chocolate.

Holding a fine wine glass, Tiamat tilted her head cutely at Novia: "... Is it alright now?"

"I told you before not to be so respectful to me. I don't like it when you're too reserved with me." Novia nodded helplessly. "Of course, you're more suited to this now. Let's wait until you become the so-called 'big sister' before we get drunk."

That being said, Tiamat had seen him angry before, so she thought it best not to get angry.

Although Novia's appearance and behavior were terrifying, Tiamat still felt somewhat biased, believing it was undoubtedly a sign of Deity.

"Moreover, generally speaking, men tend to appear weak in the presence of beautiful older women, or women in general. I was the same way; when I was younger, I was very weak in front of an 'older woman,' and that's the truth."

That's the truth. During the years Martha 'trained' with her Iron Fist, Novia felt she was indeed 'weak,' unable to carry the fully manifested Tarasque back and forth fifty times, and endure all sorts of brutal training...