Type-Moon Simulation: Conquering Greek Goddesses from the Start!

Just as when facing the great god Zeus.

He wouldn't hesitate to repeat life and death.

The next day, at the El-Melloi mansion.

Moran would not forget the bet he made the previous day.

He arrived at the mansion where Kayneth resided, carrying the camera containing Kayneth's declaration of surrender.

Facing the bet he had made.

Kayneth, true to the demeanor he displayed in self-defense class, did not break his promise 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.

He clicked his tongue in amazement as he observed it.

Even with his knowledge of Age of Gods magecraft, he found it astonishing.

Although modern magecraft had declined, this magic core was a fine artifact even in the Age of Gods.

Ultimately, its materials were too noble.

The Dragon of Albion.

It was the crowned dragon at the apex of all Dragon Kind, the strongest dragon species with an age comparable to the Earth itself.

"Not bad. While its efficiency is barely enough for me, for ordinary magi, it's practically inexhaustible. Moreover, this mana source will continuously recover automatically..."

Moran removed his hand from the magic core.

He had already analyzed the composition of this magic core.

If he had materials similar to Albion's, he could also create a magic core with similar effects using his Age of Gods knowledge.

"It's a shame that even the strongest phantasmal species cannot survive the replacement and overwriting of world rules..."

Moran knew Albion's final fate.

The ultimate phantasmal species, arguably the strongest dragon, died of exhaustion.

It was hard to believe even if you said it out loud.

At the very end of the Age of Gods' decline, it attempted to reach the Inner Sea by physical means, digging from the surface all the way to the underground.

In the end, it died of exhaustion just one step away, deep underground.

It was truly laughable.

"However, the research on the magic core is about done. Next, let me see how well Kayneth has done his intelligence work."

Moran stood up and stretched.

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

Therefore, he must have done some preparatory work.

Moran's current knowledge of the Nasuverse was limited, making it difficult to judge this imitation Holy Grail War.

After all, his world did not have a Fourth Holy Grail War.

What was originally an imitation Holy Grail War that occurred after the Fifth Holy Grail War had now taken the place of the Fourth Holy Grail War.

He couldn't rely on the original information.

Moran didn't know what other changes had occurred in this timeline, and he had to take the initiative to gather intelligence.

Therefore, he chose the best source of information.

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

In a certain room within the El-Melloi mansion.

Moran found the location where the information was stored without any effort, encountering no obstacles along the way.

"This is probably... the so-called protection of a goddess..."

Moran thought of the skill "Love of the Moon Goddess."

This skill greatly increased his luck.

Even if the defensive spells against intruders were activated against Moran, they would fail and stall the moment they were triggered.

These spells were personally set up by Kayneth.

A mortal without any luck bonus.

Facing someone with a luck bonus.

This was basically the tragic outcome, the kind where you'd choke on your own water.

"Hoh..."

Moran held a stack of reports in his hand.

It documented the likely participants in the Holy Grail War.

Kuruoka couple, Orlando, Bazlodie...

These three Magus were recorded by Kayneth, who confirmed the information through his connections and intelligence network.

Seeing these three appear, Moran felt the situation was quite good.

At least the personnel changes in this imitation Holy Grail War weren't severe; the expected players were still present.

However, there was one Magus's name.

It was one Moran couldn't easily ignore or skip.

"...Kiritsugu Emiya?"

Moran noticed the last report.

It detailed the career of this Magus Killer and his past wartime activities.

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

"The Fourth Holy Grail War didn't happen in this world. This man who yearns for world peace wouldn't give up on the Holy Grail..."

Moran commented with a chuckle after reading it.

Although he saw information about Kiritsugu Emiya, he found it both unexpected and logical.

There were about six months until the Holy Grail War.

Kayneth's intelligence gathering only covered these few Magus.

In reality, that was already quite good.

Teacher Ken, without any prior information, had identified the most likely Masters.

Every prediction he made was accurate.

"But, there's also the Einzbern..."

Moran read the last stack of intelligence.

After the Greater Grail was seized and claimed by America, The Einzberns had been trying to reclaim the Greater Grail, but for years, they had been unsuccessful.

Now, with the Holy Grail War about to begin, It was natural that the Einzbern family wouldn't just sit idly by.

"Interestingly, Kiritsugu Emiya didn't marry into the Einzbern family. Currently, even Teacher Ken hasn't investigated the specific details, only speculating that there was an internal problem within the Einzbern family."

Moran placed the read intelligence back into the cabinet.

He had learned almost everything he needed to know.

He had a general grasp of the Holy Grail War's overall structure.

It didn't deviate much from his expectations.

The choices of Masters participating would likely have minor changes compared to the original imitation Holy Grail War.

But, overall, there were no obstacles.

Now, why did Moran want to participate in the Holy Grail War?

Actually, it was very simple.

"I wonder if I'll summon Atalanta and Medea when I summon Heroic Spirits. If I summon Artemis or Medusa..."

Moran's face held a look of reminiscence.

He knew that the experiences in the simulation were merely unusual events.

However, even a strange tale could establish a connection.

Even the Chaldea organization, which saved humanity, had Masters who could summon Heroic Spirits from the Lostbelts.

There was no reason why Moran couldn't.

He himself could be considered the greatest Saint Graph.

However, to be completely foolproof, I still need to achieve an EX-rank simulation evaluation, allowing the Anomaly to overwrite reality, and etching my and their deeds onto the record of boundaries.

Moran's words carried full determination.

After exploring the information, he returned to his starting point.

That's right, he had to achieve a higher evaluation.

After clearing his tracks from the El-Melloi residence, Moran returned to his dormitory with an excited mood.

A day passed, and night fell.

He just needed to wait for the hour hand to point to nine.

[Today's simulation count has been reset]

[Host can enter the simulator at any time for simulation]

The simulator's prompt echoed in his ears.

It was like a blown war horn, guiding Moran to continue pioneering the next battlefield.

[Greek Heroic Age—]

[Simulation confirmed]

[Greek Heroic Age selected, simulation commencing immediately. Confirming host's fixed skills, recording—]

[Host may select three skills]

[Randomly drawing from the simulation's skill library, please select three skills from the list below to bring into the simulation]

[Selectable Skills: Divinity (B), Forced Seal. Temple of All Evils (A+), Riding (A), Tactics in Despair (B), Protection of Faith (C), Territory Creation (B), Blessing of the Harvest God (B+)]

Chapter 58: An Insurmountable High Wall [Fifth Update! 4.1K!]

Just like the simulation process twice before.

Moran, now familiar with it, arrived at the skill selection page.

He scanned the three newly displayed simulation skills.

His luck wasn't as good as before.

"None of these seem to be key skills..."

Moran muttered as he looked at the skills.

His current simulation goal was to defeat the gods.

He originally just needed to live peacefully with the Gorgon Sisters, but the love he found along the way changed his destination.

Now, it wasn't just the Gorgon Sisters.