Traveler Starting from Type-Moon, Demon Lord Rimuru!

Rimuru fell silent, his reflection in the car window revealing a trace of helplessness in his eyes.

Is it really not there? Or was a suggestion planted?

"Well?" Seeing Rimuru go quiet, Liddell suddenly grew curious. "What exactly did the Dean say to you? You've been acting strange..."

"It's nothing." Rimuru sighed, his tone hollow. "He just chatted with me about my family background and gave me a mission."

"A mission?"

"Yeah, he told me to go save the Human Order..."

Two hours ago—

Rimuru sat opposite the Dean, looking nervous. He took a deep breath to suppress the instincts rising from his bloodline and asked, "What can I do for you?"

"Child, the moment you were born..."

The Dean was kind enough to get straight to the point, though for some reason, his words felt strangely familiar to Rimuru.

"The whole..."

The whole Lordaeron forest whispered my name?

Rimuru's expression turned odd; he almost blurted it out.

Fortunately, the Dean didn't continue down that path of strange familiarity, but instead spoke slowly: "The whole Edinburgh was plunged into shock because of your birth..."

Edinburgh... A flash of memory crossed Rimuru's mind. Yes... his family estate did seem to be in Edinburgh... but he hadn't been back to that place in over a decade, had he?

"173 Magic Circuits, half of them in an activated state..."

"Wait!" Rimuru was slightly stunned, interrupting him. "Magic Circuits that were activated the moment I was born?"

"Then how did I survive?!!"

Generally speaking, mana is the manifestation of life force and essence, while the origin and elemental affinity are reflections of a magus's essence and subconscious. This is why geniuses with the aptitude of Sakura or Rin would cause natural phenomena the moment they first touched magecraft; as long as their Magic Circuits were triggered, activation would cause a disturbance in the world.

For example, a fire affinity might trigger a fire, while a water affinity might cause sudden freezing in the area.

Such unconscious behavior and operations would be captured by the Root, thereby attracting the prying eyes of the Clock Tower or various magus hunters. Because children who do not inherit a Magic Crest or a magecraft system are not only unrecognized by the Clock Tower in the eyes of the "law," they also cannot guarantee that their own potentially runaway Magic Circuits and aptitude won't cause problems.

This makes it very easy for them to die prematurely or be captured and pickled in formalin as research materials.

This was one of the reasons why Tohsaka Tokiomi agreed to send Sakura away.

Therefore, in Rimuru's understanding, if one had nearly 80 Magic Circuits activated at birth, the only consequence would be the immediate conversion of the infant's limited vital essence into mana, leading to instant death!

In such cases, a Sealing Designation would usually be issued immediately, so as not to... waste such a miraculous experimental subject.

"That is the most astonishing part, isn't it?"

Beneath the shadows, the Dean's blurred face let out a kind chuckle as he explained: "You possessed immense mental strength and self-control, so immense that you managed to perfectly contain this spontaneous mana conversion, preventing even a single subconscious spell from manifesting."

"Immense mental strength..."

Rimuru muttered in silence... Case closed. As expected, I'm a transmigrator who arrived as an infant!

So...

"But powerful self-control cannot change everything. After all, no one can guarantee what an infant will do in the next moment, nor can anyone teach an infant how to control a magecraft system, so the Clock Tower sent someone over."

"That person was you, right?" Rimuru blinked, guessing quickly.

"After all, the Tempest family has always been one of the prestigious houses of the Clock Tower." The Dean chuckled. "And because you possess the bloodline of a Phantasmal Species, they had no choice but to send me as a lobbyist to persuade the Lord at the time to place you under a Sealing Designation."

"However, the Lord of Tempest at the time was unwilling to give you up. He believed you were the future of the family's survival, and that your talent would carry the Tempest name forward forever, unlike them..."

"Them? What happened to them?"

For the first time, Rimuru felt an urgency in his heart and asked impatiently.

"Before that, I want to ask you a question, Rimuru."

The Dean paused, gently picked up his cold coffee, and took a sip. "Have you ever thought about... revenge?"

"I..." Hearing this, Rimuru could almost conclude that he had indeed transmigrated as an infant. As for why he had no prior memories, if what the Dean said was true, he had a few guesses of his own.

Including how he managed to survive.

Seeing Rimuru's silence, the Dean sighed softly: "The mystery of the surface world is fading. Primates have finally stepped onto the world stage, and Phantasmal Species have retreated from the competition, migrating to the Reverse Side of the World—"

He stomped his foot, striking the ground, signaling the Spirit Tomb Albion beneath them.

"When the two are severed and the clear threads of the future are laid out before us, you will realize that at some point in the future, primates and Phantasmal Species will stand in opposition, and the union of the two is something the era will not allow to exist."

The struggle between Alaya and Gaia, then...

Silent, Rimuru quickly realized that Phantasmal Species were the tentacles of Gaia, while humans were the essence of Alaya.

The two had not yet completely torn off the mask, and it was estimated that they hadn't even formed consciousness yet; they were merely like the hidden laws of heaven, having become the so-called Counter Force—operating like the system of the world, following the tracks of its operation.

But in the future, Gaia, representing the Earth and Phantasmal Species, would suddenly turn hostile, triggering the Notes era. This was something Rimuru had already confirmed in his heart.

But what does this have to do with me?!!

Thinking this, Rimuru was completely bewildered, and the Dean finally ended the prologue, bringing the topic back to Rimuru: "Therefore, under the observation of the future hub, as a hybrid of a Phantasmal Species and a primate, the destruction of the Tempest family was almost fated. This is also the reason why the Clock Tower allowed a thirteenth candidate house to emerge—"

"It's officially a prestigious family now." Rimuru couldn't help but retort.

The director didn't mind; after all, Rimuru was the victim in the end, and he was still young...

"But Rimuru, you left hope for them, which is why they begged me at any cost to save you—"

"However, to overturn the Clock Tower's Sealing Designation, we must confirm that you won't fall into danger or cause it due to a magical runaway."

"Tch, so you sealed most of my spiritual power and Magic Circuits, right?"

The vast memories of his past life had only begun to awaken recently, and Rimuru quickly guessed everything. This was indeed the only explanation for why he previously only had 57 Magic Circuits active, while the rest remained hidden.

But he had to admit, he couldn't hold a grudge. Even if he was born with the memories and mental fortitude of an adult, leading him to believe he could ignore the danger, how could he, as an infant, convince those mages from the Clock Tower?

At least the director before him had saved his life and shouldered the pressure for him.

Therefore, knowing everything, he could only respond with a complex mix of emotions and a hint of gratitude: "Thank you."

"As expected, you are very clever." The director looked quite pleased. He enthusiastically picked up the hand-cranked coffee grinder nearby, grinding away while chuckling, "But there's no need to thank me. You should know, we also have a request of you."

"Hm?"

Rimuru paused slightly, pondering, "Don't tell me you want me to give up on revenge?"

"I understand what you're saying, and I believe in your theories about eras and predestination."

"But grievances have their sources and debts have their creditors. Just because something is destined to perish doesn't mean it's right to kick someone while they're down, does it?"

"No, no, you've misunderstood." The director wasn't annoyed by being interrupted repeatedly. He calmly poured a cup for Rimuru first, then said kindly, "I do hope you all get along and stop fighting, but I won't interfere with what you choose to do."

"After all, you have a much more important mission, Rimuru."

"?"

"We hope that in the distant future, you can change the path of humanity's extinction."

The director's words hit Rimuru like a rocket to the head, leaving him dazed with a loud thud!

"Sa... save the Human Order?!"

Rimuru couldn't help it; he spat out the coffee in his mouth with a pfft!

"Cough... cough, are you kidding me?!"

"I'm just a mage from a fallen family. Even if I was born with high talent, saving the Human Order isn't my job, is it?!"

It's only 1987, and you're asking me to do the work of a future Chaldea Master?

Get lost!! Whoever wants to do it can do it; I just want to go back!!

Chapter 015: The Expectations Named Director

Rimuru's reaction didn't surprise the director. He slowly turned the coffee grinder, not using magic for some reason, and sighed leisurely, "Youth is truly wonderful."

Wonderful my ass!!

Rimuru stood up in a hurry and turned to leave without another word: "Goodbye, Director!"

Bang! The door to the director's office slowly and heavily... closed itself in front of Rimuru.

"Dire... ctor... sir!!"

"Sigh, so impatient." The director exhaled lightly, his slightly raspy voice gradually turning serious: "Rimuru, you might find it strange..."

"But we are also puzzled by some things." The director set down his work, turned to look at the petite ball of fluff with sky-blue hair, and said softly: "You are a genius, that is beyond doubt."

"But talent that surpasses others also means there must be some unknown mysteries within you."

"Do you know about the Mage Dream Theory and the Origin Theory?"

"..." Rimuru froze slightly upon hearing this, and replied without hesitation: "Of course I do. Those are required reading for basic individual subjects..."

"Then you should be very clear about what state someone is in if they remain in a childhood state under constant magical interference?"

"A Witch, I suppose..." Rimuru thought for a moment, quickly arriving at the answer, and realized: "Born with the ability to use magic just like a Witch... is that why I've lived with Liddell and the others since I can remember?"

"Your parents loved you very much, Rimuru." At this point, the director sighed: "You should know, before you were born, your lineage was the second-largest faction within Inorai's democratic faction."

The director didn't describe to Rimuru how much they had sacrificed for him, but he believed that now that Rimuru had participated in a Lord's Council, he could imagine the cost of betraying the democratic faction to join the aristocratic one, abandoning their Edinburgh base to move to England and befriend the Achelotte and Kuonji families, all to secure the knowledge and environment to ensure the growth of a young witch.

"Perhaps they just did it for the survival of the family." Rimuru tried to retort calmly, though his heart wavered with complex emotions, and he almost wanted to blurt out a curse.

He finally understood why the old woman Inorai had smiled at him during the meeting.

Furthermore, the director's words had a certain impact on him. He didn't doubt Liddell's feelings for him—whether friendship or affection, they were certainly genuine—but clearly... the help and care the Achelottes had given Rimuru over the years... were not free.

In other words, they were also bastards who kicked him while he was down, using the Entpeste family's regard for Rimuru as a bargaining chip to devour much of Rimuru's family assets.

But after struggling for only a moment, Rimuru quickly calmed down... Yes, absolute equivalent exchange; to a mage, this was reasonable.

At the very least, these witches had fulfilled their promise. Although they had swallowed most of the benefits of the Rimuru family, they had indeed ensured his survival and safety, and they hadn't interfered with his life at all, not even when Liddell got too close to him.

"So, what does this have to do with me needing to save the Human Order?"

Rimuru just wanted to leave this place now. Even if this place could answer most of his questions, he didn't want to hear them.

Because it would only disrupt his inner judgment and shake his resolve.

Just like playing a game—if you want to clear it without looking at the plot, it's a very simple matter.

But if you put yourself in that position, only to find the ending is destined to be a Bad-end, then you might not even want to clear the game.

His past life's education made Rimuru understand very well that in any conversation, only the core theme is worth pondering; everything else is merely a smokescreen meant to disrupt your thoughts or external information used to shake your resolve during negotiations.

Clearly, the purpose of the Director's conversation with him was already obvious—to save the Human Order.

As for all the other truths and content, the seemingly partial and kind face, regardless of whether it was sincere or not, was absolutely serving that singular purpose!

Even if he were truly kind to Rimuru, it would still be in service of that goal—having clarified this point, Rimuru knew exactly what he needed to do: steer the topic back to its most essential point!

Instead of continuing to let useless information interfere with his judgment.

"Of course it doesn't matter, but you should also be very clear that in your childhood, you were essentially no different from a Witch..."

"Then, you should also understand what a Witch's dream represents, right?"

"Of course." Rimuru nodded and replied readily: "A Witch's dream belongs to the sparks generated by the collision of magic and mystery, so they can easily convert dreams into magic, or even pass on knowledge within the dream."

"But I don't have that kind of ability..."

"That is because your dream, under the stimulation of magic, transformed into a different kind of existence." The Director sighed and said: "This is also the reason why we believe you can save the Human Order."

"What ability?"

"Revelation..."

"Huh?!"

Revelation? If I have Revelation, why don't I know about it?!

It's impossible for him not to understand what Revelation is! It is one of the abilities of Saint Jeanne d'Arc—she is one of his wives, after all!

Rimuru stood there, stunned, and asked the Great Sage in his mind: Do I have the talent of Revelation?

"Answer: No. It is suggested not to have unrealistic fantasies."

In other words, are you dreaming or something?!