Traveler Starting from Type-Moon, Demon Lord Rimuru!

Rimuru was stunned. Why would this ancient monster of several thousand years think he possessed such a broken ability... Wait a second?!

Could it be... that while his memories were sealed, he had dreams that spoiled the plot and ended up blurting them out?!!

Thinking of this, he cautiously asked, "Regarding this Revelation... how did you all come to that conclusion?"

"How would I know? Did you all get it wrong?"

"We wish we had."

The Dean took a light sip of tea, and the face obscured within the phantom projection lifted, glancing at Rimuru—as if to say, Nice try, kid, still playing dumb with me?

"At first, your dreams didn't attract much attention from most people."

"Although as you grew older, you often spoke of knowledge you shouldn't have learned, such as Magic Circuits or spirit mediums..."

"But that wasn't surprising. A Witch's constitution can inherit knowledge through dreams, and the bloodline of a Phantasmal Species occasionally passes down knowledge directly into one's instincts. So, everyone just paid a little more attention and didn't think much of it."

"Until one day, you said a name."

"Arcueid Brunestud..."

At this point, Rimuru could clearly feel the Dean's expression grow complex... and Rimuru himself dove into the sofa, curling up into a blue ball, too socially anxious to speak.

"Arcueid, the Princess of the True Ancestors..."

The Dean sighed, "That is an existence even your parents didn't know about..."

"Stop shrinking away!" Rimuru said, feeling melancholic. "And then what... what else did I say? A single name isn't enough to prove my talent is Revelation, right?"

"As you slowly grew up and your communication skills improved, more and more vocabulary occasionally appeared, including some strange terms, like 'gacha' or 'single pulls'..."

The Dean's gaze seemed to grow increasingly strange, but he quickly returned to the main topic. "By the time you were five, in order to verify our suspicions, I specifically went to have a chat with you."

"? You tried to trick a five-year-old kid?!"

Do you have no shame?!

"Ahem, and, do you know what the result was?"

"It was verified, right?" Rimuru stretched and said helplessly, "You're telling me this now, isn't it just to tell me... that everything you tricked out of me actually happened?"

"Yes, and no." The Dean shook his head. "In reality, because of the chaotic nature of Revelation, many things were like flashes of images, which meant I didn't get to witness most of them."

"Until seven years ago, Rimuru."

"Seven years ago..." Rimuru lowered his eyes. "I see... that was when I went to Japan..."

"Correct. You saved Liddell and helped Aozaki Aoko repel Aozaki Touko."

The Dean also lowered his head, his voice deep. "You had dreamed of this scene before."

"You saw it, and not only that, you even... changed the original trajectory."

Hearing this, Rimuru felt a bit helpless...

It was possible that his subconscious knowledge of the Type-Moon plot had influenced his sealed self too heavily, causing him to be more affected as he approached key plot nodes.

While this allowed his sealed self to participate in events methodically and leave a decent starting point for his awakening—it also led to some misunderstandings, such as the one the Dean currently held.

He really wanted to tell the Dean that he didn't have any Revelation at all.

But after thinking about it, setting aside the fact that he couldn't reveal the truth, even if he could, once his importance in the Dean's eyes dropped without the Revelation, the consequences would be unimaginable.

This misunderstanding... it wasn't necessarily something he couldn't exploit...

Rimuru thought for a moment and quickly made a decision.

"But I shouldn't have seen the scene of humanity's destruction, right?"

After all, in his memory, even the future plot should have been about the Masters of Chaldea crazily collecting waifus...

"What you saw was basically all related to the people around you." The Dean's voice was gratified; Rimuru's statement was essentially an admission that he possessed such an ability.

"Oh, that's normal, because I'm not exactly a noble person." Rimuru smiled righteously without a hint of embarrassment. "So I don't think I have the ability to save humanity either."

"But you will inevitably be a participant in the future." The Dean continued, "The union of a Phantasmal Species and a human already possesses a significant lifespan, and with your talent, many people have high hopes for you, Rimuru, including myself."

"..."

"My familiar told me this meeting went very smoothly." The Dean stood up and walked to the window. "The future observation hub is sharing intelligence among the three major organizations, and only the three great noble families of the Clock Tower know about this; even Yuri Phis hasn't been contacted yet."

"And you've met all three great noble families, haven't you?"

"Yes." Rimuru looked up. "Barthomeloi, Valuetta, and..."

"Trantbellio. Heh, even I can't guess what that old fox is thinking..." The Dean chuckled and turned back. "Barthomeloi doesn't actually agree with our decision. Her inherent pride makes her believe that relying on you for these matters is no different from waiting for death."

"I agree with that." Rimuru nodded, quickly stating his opinion.

But the Dean acted as if he hadn't heard and continued to himself, "But Inorai supports you, so you should move forward as boldly as you can."

"Inorai supports me?" Rimuru's little head was confused. "But you said my family betrayed her..."

"If it weren't for Inorai's indulgence, do you think your lineage could have survived until now after betraying one of the three great noble families?"

"Uh..." Rimuru opened his mouth, rendered speechless, and finally fell silent.

"However, rather than support, it's more like she's watching you with a critical eye," the Director said in a low voice. "After all, that is Inorai's style. Even if her favorite apprentice makes a mistake, she would seal their existence with a Sealing Designation without a moment's hesitation."

The sunset outside the window had begun to drift away, and it seemed the Director also realized that a long time had passed.

For a long while, hearing no response from Rimuru, he could only sigh and take the initiative to break the silence.

"Alright, go back now."

"In fact, this meeting with you will likely be the last..."

"I called you here, ultimately, just to tell you how many people's hopes you carry, and... do not misunderstand those Lords."

"I noticed that during the meeting, you seemed to harbor wariness toward most of the Lords. In truth, that is entirely unnecessary. The interests in the eyes of magi and their pursuit of Akasha determine the majority of their choices, so you can fully view them as forces that can be controlled."

"When it comes down to it... Rimuru, if you truly need an answer, and it isn't something as ethereal and vague as saving the Human Order, then I can also tell you my expectations."

"My lifespan is running out, so I hope for someone to inherit my position, to guard the boundary between Phantasmal Species and humanity, and to maintain the legacy of the Clock Tower."

"Director... I..."

Before Rimuru could speak, the Director gave a gentle wave of his hand, ushering him out of the Director's office.

"If possible, I hope you will... become the Director."

Become the Director.

Damn it, that's even worse than saving the Human Order...

Rimuru lay on his bed in despair, tossing and turning, unable to sleep.

It had been quite a while since he returned with Liddell. After finally coaxing Liddell into going to sleep obediently and locking the door to prevent any night raids, Rimuru dove into his bed, but the image of the Director couldn't help but surface in his mind...

"Ahhh!! That's why I hate this kind of entrusting of a legacy! It's actually just a way to force someone's hand and exert influence!!"

After today's conversation, while many of Rimuru's doubts had been answered, a heavy shackle had also been placed upon him in the dark.

If I just walk away, does that count as failing them?

But if I don't fail them, when will I ever be able to go home?!

Rimuru looked at the moonlight outside the window, feeling sleepless for a moment.

Chapter 016: Rimuru's Mystic Code, Wuyin

The schedule at the Clock Tower didn't look much different from a conventional British university, except for the lack of a closed campus period. Theoretically, it was in a state of constant openness, and there were quite a few holidays, with some days having only two or three classes scheduled... but in reality, universities are indeed like that. Compared to mandatory instruction, what students need more is their own control over time, reasonable allocation, and self-study ability.

Not to mention that professors prefer to hide in their own workshops to conduct research, most students with magus lineages only come to the Clock Tower for a five-year basic education, and then spend more time at home receiving training in their family's style of magecraft.

But this does not mean that the Clock Tower, which is currently in the pre-semester state, has no courses or students.

Those with too little family heritage and "founder-style" magi... that is, those commoners who were born with magical aptitude due to accidents, or those who became magi without any accidents, often have a special need for the knowledge within the Clock Tower to pursue their own paths.

But regardless, after becoming a professor, Rimuru was astonished to find that his life hadn't actually changed much. Aside from the students changing their address from "lecturer" to "professor," his position and the subjects he was required to lead hadn't been finalized before the new students were assigned... but this didn't seem to be anyone else's fault; who told him to forget to mention this in the Director's office?

Too many holidays and a leisurely life might have been a luxury and a pleasure for the Rimuru of his past life.

Unfortunately, this is the late eighties.

Other than the entertainment on the television screen that could make Rimuru feel a little familiar, as for other forms of entertainment...

Rimuru felt it was better to study magecraft; it was more fun.

"I have to say, without the temptation of modern entertainment from my past life, it's true that people in the early days were more easily able to focus—"

Rimuru picked up the water sphere in his hand, examined it carefully under the sunlight, and whispered.

"Failed again?"

Notification: Biological activity lost.

Plop!

Rimuru dissatisfiedly slapped the clear, transparent water sphere onto the ground. With a plop, the sphere scattered into countless water droplets that dispersed, only to slowly coalesce back together...

This is Rimuru's Mystic Code: Wuyin.

The object is as its name suggests; it is a Mystic Code crafted from Wuyin Water combined with his own magecraft system. In form, it resembles a transparent sphere of water. Its usage is somewhat similar to Kayneth's Volumen Hydrargyrum, but the combat style is completely different.

Volumen Hydrargyrum is essentially a Mystic Code based on mercury as its base material. Therefore, while its traits include abilities similar to deformation, it is, on the whole, a magecraft system that pushes fluidity to the extreme and relies on morphological transformation for combat.

And compared to such a top-tier Mystic Code, Rimuru's Wuyin is more like a piece of trash that has great potential but is truly only a B-rank Mystic Code...

Its function is also very simple: the most basic is that it can directly mobilize the moisture in the surrounding air to amplify some of Rimuru's water-based magecraft. As for its ability...

Water has no form, yet it can transform into all things—deformation.

That's right, it's deformation. Wuyin can transform into any shape to fight through the manipulation of Rimuru's magical energy, whether it's all kinds of eighteen weapons or the monsters from Kuonji Alice's fairy tales, as long as he can think of it!

It can turn into anything!

It's just that the strength after transforming... is a bit suffocating.

The base material of Wuyin is Wuyin Water, but this stuff called Wuyin Water... although it sounds high-end, it is actually not a very precious magical material. While high-quality stuff isn't exactly cheap, low-quality Wuyin Water is practically free.

After all, it is just water without a connection to Akasha; even rainwater contains a portion of the magical concept of Wuyin Water.

Fortunately, Rimuru's predecessor didn't use such inferior materials to make the Mystic Code, otherwise, Rimuru would really have to curse.

Even so, even though Rimuru accidentally discovered that he could use magic to change the form of Wuyin from a liquid into a gaseous mist, or even cold, solid ice—

The things transformed from it didn't seem to undergo any significant qualitative change.

A mist sword, a water sword, an ice sword; what was the difference?

Oh, maybe the ice sword was a bit harder?! Rimuru studied it for several days, only to eventually find that while the ice sword could adjust its temperature and hardness based on magic, making it seem much more useful, it didn't change the fact that it was brittle!

And it was afraid of fire!!!

Although Volumen Hydrargyrum couldn't transform into anything like this, when it turned into a sharp object, it could pierce through most existences, and when it turned into a thin layer of a shield, it could block high-intensity attacks!

While it couldn't be separated from the bonus of Kayneth's own strength, in terms of its mode, it was indeed a versatile, top-tier mystic code, provided it wasn't compared to a Noble Phantasm.

Rimuru considered that, based on his own magic circuits and the bloodline of a Phantasmal Species, his magic capacity was definitely A++, but even so, if he wanted to make Wuyin reach the strength of Volumen Hydrargyrum, he would have to invest nearly half of his total magic.

What kind of concept was that?

If you let Emiya Shirou try it, even if he poured in all his magic, he wouldn't be able to do it unless he brought a girl along to replenish his magic at any time!!!

Rimuru wasn't unable to accept this kind of combat style that forcibly exchanged magic for strength, but the conversion efficiency of this piece of junk simply made Rimuru feel heartbroken... it was outrageously low.

"Sigh."

Rimuru sighed, turned around to look at Wuyin, which was slithering around on the ground as a puddle of liquid, picked it up helplessly, and with a casual pull, a lifelike transparent bird fluttered and landed on his shoulder.

"Other than using this thing as a familiar, I really can't think of any use for it."

The previous owner considered its potential; the ability to change into anything indeed possessed high potential and many ways to be used, but... did they never consider its initial strength?

Therefore, Rimuru was dissatisfied with this, and if he was dissatisfied, he had to research reinforcements, strengthen and refine it, and finally break through to a +13!

Thus, for the past few days, Rimuru had been at odds with this thing and began corresponding experiments.

If one ignored the magic concepts and ability systems inherent to the mystic code itself, and wanted to strengthen a weapon, then naturally, one would start with the materials.

Regarding this point, Great Sage recommended Rimuru's own body—the body of a slime was a precipitation of magic and elements, and could naturally serve as an excellent magic material.