An Impassable Wall [Fifth Update! 4.1K!]

Just as when he faced the Great God Zeus.

Even if it meant reliving life and death over and over, he would not hesitate.

The next day, at the El-Melloi residence.

Moran had not forgotten the wager they had made the day before.

Carrying the camera containing Kayneth's declaration of defeat, he arrived at the residence where Kayneth lived.

Faced with the wager he had once made,

Kayneth displayed the same bearing he had shown during self-defense class. He did not break his word and genuinely handed over the Three-Prism Magic Core.

His spirit was truly admirable.

"So this is the Three-Prism Magic Core..."

Moran examined the magic core that had been moved into the room.

As he observed it, he clicked his tongue in amazement.

Even with his knowledge of magic from the Age of Gods, he found it astonishing.

Although modern magecraft had declined, this magic core would still have been a fine Mystic Code even in the Age of Gods.

Ultimately, its materials were simply too precious.

The Dragon of Albion at the Boundary.

It was the Crowned Dragon at the pinnacle of all Dragon Kind, the strongest Dragon Kind, as old as the Earth itself.

"Not bad. Its efficiency barely meets my needs, but for ordinary Magi, it's practically inexhaustible. And this source of magical energy even replenishes itself automatically..."

Moran removed his hand from the magic core.

He had already analyzed the composition of the magic core.

If he had materials similar to Albion, he could use his knowledge of the Age of Gods to create a magic core with roughly the same effects.

"Unfortunately, no matter how powerful a Phantasmal Species is, it can't survive the replacement and overwriting of the world's rules..."

Moran knew Albion's final fate.

The ultimate Phantasmal Species, known as the strongest dragon, had died of exhaustion.

It was almost unbelievable.

As the Age of Gods faded away, it had attempted to reach the Inner Sea of the Planet through physical means, digging all the way from the surface into the depths underground.

In the end, it died of exhaustion underground, only one step short.

It was truly hard not to laugh.

"Still, my research into magic cores is more or less finished. Next, let's see how well Kayneth handled his intelligence work."

Moran stood and stretched lazily.

He had long heard that Kayneth intended to participate in the Holy Grail War.

In that case, Kayneth would certainly have made some preparations.

The Type-Moon knowledge in Moran's mind was limited at present, so he could not judge this counterfeit Holy Grail War from a broader perspective.

After all, the Fourth Holy Grail War had never happened in this world.

The counterfeit Holy Grail War, which should originally have taken place after the Fifth Holy Grail War, had now replaced the Fourth Holy Grail War.

He could not rely on the original information.

Moran did not know what other changes this timeline held, so he had to take the initiative and gather intelligence.

Thus, he chose the best source of information.

That was Kayneth, who was about to participate in the Holy Grail War.

In a room within the El-Melloi residence.

Moran found where the intelligence was stored without any effort. There had been virtually no obstacles along the way.

"This must be... the so-called blessing of the goddess..."

Moran thought of the skill Love of the Moon Goddess.

The skill had greatly increased his luck.

Even if a spell meant to guard against intruders activated against Moran, it would malfunction and freeze the instant it started.

Kayneth had personally set up this spell.

An ordinary person with no luck enhancement,

facing someone with enhanced luck,

would basically meet such a miserable outcome—one of those situations where even drinking water could make them choke.

"Oh..."

Moran held a stack of reports in his hand.

They documented the people most likely to participate in the Holy Grail War.

The Kurou couple, Orlando, Bazdilot...

Those three Magi had been recorded by Kayneth, who had confirmed the information through his own connections and intelligence network.

Seeing those three names,

Moran felt that the situation was fairly good.

At the very least, the roster changes in this counterfeit Holy Grail War were not severe. The characters who should have been present were still there.

However, there was one Magus's name

that Moran could not casually overlook.

"...Kiritsugu Emiya?"

Moran noticed the final report.

It detailed the career of this Magus Killer, as well as his active record on the battlefield.

At present, he also seemed to be preparing to participate in the Holy Grail War.

"The Fourth Holy Grail War never happened in this world. That man who longs for world peace really won't give up on the Grail..."

Moran could not help but remark with a smile after finishing it.

Although he had found intelligence concerning Kiritsugu Emiya, he felt it was both unexpected and perfectly reasonable.

There were still roughly six months until the Holy Grail War.

Kayneth had only gathered intelligence on these few Magi.

In truth, that was already quite impressive.

Without knowing any prior information, Professor Kayneth had identified the Masters most likely to participate.

Every person he had predicted was guessed correctly.

"Still, Einzbern is involved too..."

Moran read the final stack of intelligence.

After the Greater Grail had been taken by America and claimed as its own,

Einzbern had continually tried to reclaim it. For many years, they had achieved nothing.

Now that the Holy Grail War was about to begin,

the Einzbern family naturally could not simply sit still.

"What's interesting is that Kiritsugu Emiya never married into Einzbern. Even Professor Kayneth hasn't uncovered the specifics yet, only deducing that something went wrong within the Einzbern family."

Moran returned the intelligence he had finished reading to the cabinet.

He had learned more or less everything he needed to know.

For now, he had grasped the general structure of the Holy Grail War.

It was not too different from what he had expected.

The Masters who participated would probably differ slightly from those of the original counterfeit Holy Grail War.

But overall, there would be no obstacles.

Why did Moran now want to participate in the Holy Grail War?

Actually, it was quite simple.

"I wonder whether I'd summon Ata and Medea if I summoned a Heroic Spirit. And if I summoned Artemis or Medusa..."

A nostalgic expression appeared on Moran's face.

He knew that his experiences in the Simulator were merely a Lostbelt.

But a Lostbelt could still form a connection.

Even Chaldea, the organization that saved humanity, could have its Masters summon Lostbelt Heroic Spirits.

There was no reason Moran could not do the same.

He himself could be considered the greatest Holy Relic.

"Still, if I want to be absolutely certain, I need to achieve an EX-rank simulation evaluation. I need the Lostbelt to overwrite reality and our deeds to be engraved upon the Record of the Boundary."

Moran's words carried firm resolve.

After searching through all the intelligence, he returned to the starting point once more.

That was right. He had to achieve a higher evaluation.

After dealing with the traces he had left in the El-Melloi residence, Moran returned to his dormitory with an excited heart.

The day passed, and night fell.

He only needed to wait for the clock hand to point to nine.

Today's simulation attempts have been reset.

The host may enter the Simulator for a simulation at any time.

The Simulator's prompt echoed beside his ears.

It was like a war horn being sounded, guiding Moran onward to carve out the next battlefield.

Greek Heroic Age—

Simulation confirmed.

Greek Heroic Age selected. Beginning simulation immediately. Confirming the host's fixed skills. Recording—

The host may choose three skills.

Randomly drawing from the simulation skill pool. Please select three skills from the following list to bring into the simulation.

Available skills: Divinity (B), Temple of All Evils (A+), Riding (A), Tactics in Despair (B), Protection of Faith (C), Territory Creation (B), Blessing of the Harvest God (B+).

An Insurmountable Wall—Five Updates! 4.1K!

Just like the previous two simulation processes.

Already familiar with it, Moran arrived at the skill selection screen.

He swept his eyes across the three newly refreshed simulation skills.

His luck was not as good as before.

"None of these are skills that can play a crucial role..."

Moran muttered as he looked at the skills.

His current goal in the simulation was to defeat the gods.

Originally, he had only needed to live peacefully with the Gorgon Sisters, but the love he found along the way had changed the destination.

Now, it was not just the Gorgon Sisters.