Spirit Origin: Luci★Fer

Higashino Makoto stood on the sand dune, gazing at the city besieged by monsters in the distance.

His Great Catastrophe plowed a huge empty space in the horde of monsters, but more monsters surged up from behind in the distance, filling the gap.

Those things aren't impossible to kill, but there are just too many of them. To deal with them quickly, we'd need either the Hourai or the Demon King.

But he worried that doing so would attract Goetia's attention.

Fighting Tiamat and Goetia at the same time will be quite troublesome.

Utaha stood beside him, her black maid outfit fluttering gently in the wind, gazing calmly at the dark, surging tide.

"Higashino- kun, what are your plans to do about this?"

"Just address the root cause. Killing monsters is only a temporary solution; even if we kill this batch, another batch will come. Once we eliminate the source, these things will naturally disappear."

Higashino Makoto turned around and walked towards the city.

He walked and thought.

The old director of Chaldea, Marisbury Animusfia, that guy is the root of all evil.

The Human Order Incineration, the seven singularities, and the future Human Order Bleaching —all the disasters began there.

Instead of wasting time and effort solving endless problems, it would be better to travel through time, return to that point in time, and resolve the issue at its root.

The world's spirit particle transfer technology is quite advanced, making it easy to travel back in time.

However, he is now too far removed from that point in time, thousands of years ago.

Skipping directly to the past would be too costly; it's better to return to the future of Chaldea first, and then hitch a ride back to the past with them.

The Muninn flew out from the tattoo near his ear and landed on his shoulder, its black feathers gleaming with a bluish luster in the sunlight.

"My lord, we've found Fujimaru Ritsuka, whom you asked me to find. She's not far from that city. There's someone with her; their magical energy is quite unusual. They should be the Servant you mentioned."

"Lead the way."

Higashino Makoto quickened his pace, with Utaha following closely behind.

Outside the city, Fujimaru Ritsuka was following Mash Kyrielight, hurrying towards the city.

The red and black shockwave had just grazed past her head, nearly vaporizing her and Mash Kyrielight together.

Fortunately, Mash Kyrielight activated her Noble Phantasm in time and blocked the attack.

"Ritsuka, a Servant has reacted!"

Mash Kyrielight peeked out from behind the shield, her eyes fixed on her.

"That is..."

"I don't know. But that direction is very likely the person the doctor mentioned."

Mash Kyrielight looked up at the direction of the sand dunes, where two figures were walking towards her.

The man had white hair and golden eyes, wore a dark robe, and walked at a steady pace, appearing calm and composed.

The woman had black hair and red eyes, and wore a black and white maid outfit. She followed half a step behind him, her posture elegant and composed.

Fujimaru Ritsuka stood up from behind the shield, dusted off her knees, and straightened her scorched cuffs.

She watched the two figures getting closer and closer, and took a deep breath.

In the Chaldea control room, Rome Archaman stared at the screen, his fingers flying across the control panel.

The screen was filled with dense data: spirit origin reaction, magic fluctuations, spatial stability—every number was jumping wildly, exceeding the instrument's measurement limit.

He took off his glasses, rubbed his eyes, and then put them back on.

"Leonardo da Vinci."

"Um."

"That white-haired man is the one whose spirit origin was detected earlier as a god-level being."

Leonardo da Vinci walked up behind him and looked at the data on the screen.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and the usual smile on his lips disappeared.

"I didn't expect them to come directly to our door. Are you sure?"

"Confirmed, the spirit origin characteristics match perfectly. Moreover, his spirit origin is larger than before, and it seems to be growing."

Leonardo da Vinci was silent for a moment, then picked up the communicator.

"Ritsuka, can you hear me?"

On the city wall, Fujimaru Ritsuka pressed the communicator to her ear.

"Able."

"That white-haired man is the same God-level Spirit Origin holder we detected earlier. It's time to show your charm and turn him into an ally!"

Leonardo da Vinci, you're asking too much of me!

Fujimaru Ritsuka roared inwardly.

But she also knew in her heart that turning enemies into friends was the best option.

Looking at the two figures who had already reached the foot of the city wall, he took a deep breath.

"Knew."

She turned and walked towards him, with Mash Kyrielight following behind.

Fujimaru Ritsuka looked into those golden eyes, her heart racing, but she didn't show it on her face.

She's been through so much—seven singularities, countless life-or-death situations—she's no longer the newcomer who gets scared into silence.

She stepped forward and extended her hand.

"Hello, I am Fujimaru Ritsuka, the Master of Chaldea."

Higashino Makoto looked down at the outstretched hand and grasped it.

"Higashino Makoto, this is Kasumigaoka Utaha."

Utaha bowed slightly.

Fujimaru Ritsuka withdrew her hand and looked at him.

"Mr. Higashino, was that attack that cleared out the monsters you just launched?"

"Yes, it seems I've accidentally affected you. I'm very sorry, Chaldea's last Master."

Upon hearing this, the Chaldea felt reassured.

That's great, they're not the enemy!

"So you're here to help us?"

"Yes."

Fujimaru Ritsuka breathed a sigh of relief, looking into those golden eyes, which held no hostility.

Moreover, she had a gut feeling that the other party was not an enemy.

This intuition played a crucial role in navigating the singularities throughout the journey.

"Mr. Higashino, what is your real name?"

Higashino Makoto looked at the orange-haired girl and thought, "Why is she asking me something like that?"

The Master who had survived seven singularities, the girl who carried the future of humanity on her shoulders, stood before him, looking disheveled and dejected.

But her eyes were bright, without fear or hesitation.

"My name is Higashino Makoto, as I just mentioned, that is indeed my real name. But I think you're asking about my spirit origin name, right? If that's it..."

Higashino Makoto narrowed his eyes slightly, trying to figure out what identity Alaya had given him.

"This spirit's name is Luci★Fer, and its class is Pretender."

Higashino Makoto was somewhat dissatisfied. According to the class system, shouldn't he be considered an alien?

The aliens in this world are the real bosses; why did they put themselves in the position of Pretender?

Luci★Fer?!

Fujimaru Ritsuka's fingers stopped, and Mash Kyrielight raised her shield another half an inch.

In the Chaldea control room, Rome Archaman's fingers hovered above the keyboard, no longer typing, while Leonardo da Vinci's hands were clasped to his chest, his fingers slightly clenched.

The data on the screen was still changing; the analysis results of the spiritual base reaction were in.

"Luci★Fer, a fallen angel, symbolizing the sin of pride, the son of the morning star, the rebel against God—if he's not lying, this extraordinary spirit origin makes sense. His class is Pretender, meaning he is not Luci★Fer himself."

Rome turned his head and looked at Leonardo da Vinci.

He never imagined that someone would manifest in the world using the spirit of this infamous fallen angel, and that he would even be an ally.