It wasn't impossible.
At least some abilities seemed to be something the Holy Grail could only use with my help. Maybe it had a rehabilitative effect.
Fu Qian recalled the moment he had come back from the dead, and even the Sage who had done the same.
A method beyond comprehension. Was this also forbidden knowledge from beyond the stars?
Getting stronger when you go dark. Sure enough, it hadn't lied to me.
Another very direct piece of evidence showed why my help was crucial: in the final scene, the Holy Grail had clearly used the same trick again, and the mission had been completed along with it.
That was exactly the outcome I had hoped for—the reaction the Holy Grail would have upon realizing the Pure White Angel existed.
And judging from what had happened earlier, that clearly wasn't simple concealment. It was more like forcibly severing causality, briefly slipping out of the world.
It was an ability beyond imagination. But if the Holy Grail could do it on its own, why had it asked me to find it at the end?
So having me, a Tool Person, around had clearly been important to the Holy Grail.
Of course, it hadn't accounted for the fact that its attempt to erase its presence would only land it in the Warehouse's clutches.
All things considered, missions involving First Order items really were something else.
Despite the seemingly hopeless circumstances, I had managed to complete a mission by doing absolutely nothing for the first time in the true sense of the phrase.
In theory, anyone could probably complete it after a few tries, no matter their constitution, as long as they had the courage to turn themselves into a puppet at the last moment.
Of course, a mission veteran's expertise lay