American Singularity
"No problem, senpai, don't worry." Mash Kyrielight smiled. "I'm a Servant now!"
"We should listen to Mr. Romani and get a thorough check-up; your health is the most important thing!" Ritsuka Fujimaru said with a smile. "After all, you are my Servant, and I have to be responsible for my Servant!"
"Yes, senior, don't worry!" Mash Kyrielight nodded gently. "I'll make sure the doctor examines you thoroughly; I won't let him slack off!"
Seeing Mash Kyrielight deliberately teasing her, Ritsuka Fujimaru smiled and walked forward with her, intending to follow her all the way to the medical room.
"Why are you here? Are you also getting a check-up?" Romani asked Mephistopheles, who had followed him, with some curiosity.
Mephistopheles shook his head. "It's not that I want to examine her, I just want to know about Mash Kyrielight's current condition. If necessary, I can help."
"You want to help?!" Romani's eyes widened suddenly, then he quickly went to the side and started typing furiously on the computer, retrieving a file. "Take a look at this. This is Mash Kyrielight's secret."
"Hmm, an artificial human, I mean a test-tube baby... born in 2000, she's 16 now, right? The tests you conducted show that her cells are aging extremely rapidly, and she's very likely to die at 18?"
"This was the initial speculation. I originally thought that fusing with a Servant to make her Demi-Servant would slow down her cellular aging, but it didn't work. She could lose her bodily functions at any time... However, the Servant fusion did improve her immunity. In the past, she couldn't even go outside..."
"Your technology is still too poor..." Mephistopheles frowned as he looked at the data. "It's a pity, I'm not familiar with this area. If it were... never mind, Aleister wouldn't be here..."
"Aleister?"
"My senior in True Magic is very powerful, and he's also very scientific. He can easily solve Mash Kyrielight's problems..." Mephistopheles said, then smiled again, "But don't worry, just because I can't correct the cell aging problem in IVF doesn't mean I can't give her a new life."
"What's your plan?!"
"Let her die, and then let her soul be resurrected in a new body."
"What?!" Romani's eyes widened, then he realized, "You mean, the director's condition?"
"No, no, no, that's not it. Marie's current state is actually because I'm busy right now, and Marie's body is gone. I need to find some of her belongings from when she was alive. Hmm, I've already collected some. Don't think I'm a pervert, I need her body hair as a medium to create a new body."
"Similar to a doll?"
"Yes, similar to a doll. I actually have some experience with this, but compared to a doll, a real body is definitely better." Mephistopheles smiled. "So, using her body hair, you can help create a flesh-and-blood body. I will provide assistance to prevent it from developing its own consciousness."
"To prevent the emergence of souls?"
"Yes, I cannot create souls myself, but I can prevent new souls from being born."
"Okay, I'll help you with that, but as for Mash Kyrielight..."
"Let's test my blood first."
"Your blood?!" Romani was taken aback, not understanding what Mephistopheles meant.
Mephistopheles smiled, and a dagger appeared beside him. Then, a wind blade appeared and sliced into Mephistopheles's palm.
Instantly, Mephistopheles's palm was pierced through, and his aura changed.
Sensing this change, this aura of compassion and mercy, Romani's eyes widened. "You want to sanctify?!"
"That's right. I'm going to use Sanctification Formula to bring myself to a state close to Jesus, and then use the blood of the Son of God as a potion to see if I can restore Mash Kyrielight's body to a normal state." Mephistopheles said, glancing at the time, "Mash Kyrielight should be here soon."
"If Mash Kyrielight return to being a normal person, then you will be my benefactor for this lifetime, Mephistopheles!"
"Don't be so sentimental. Saving her is my way of practicing the path of a divine child, and it's also part of my journey to understand the mysteries of True Magic. Besides, now that Mash Kyrielight has been born, I will naturally try to bear some of her sins..."
As Mephistopheles spoke, his smile became compassionate and peaceful, and behind him, the cross reappeared, pressing down on his back, carrying the weight of countless sins, and bending his legs.
Compared to the last time, this time the divine child transformation technique was significantly more effective.
At that moment, the door was pushed open, and Mash Kyrielight and Ritsuka Fujimaru walked in.
Then, the two saw this scene inside the room: Mephistopheles was carrying a cross, while Romani was holding a test tube and collecting the blood flowing from Mephistopheles's body.
"What are you doing?!" Mash Kyrielight exclaimed and rushed inside, but was immediately pulled back by Ritsuka Fujimaru.
"Hmm, didn't Mephistopheles's True Magic involve a divine transformation? His blood seems to have healing properties..." Ritsuka Fujimaru whispered to Mash Kyrielight, which immediately reminded Mash Kyrielight of the True Magic Mephistopheles in France.
She was startled by the other person's strange behavior and didn't react in time.
"But why? Are there still people who need Mephistopheles's blood to heal their injuries?" Mash Kyrielight asked curiously.
"Yes, that's you." Romani smiled, preserved the blood from the test tube in his hand, and then said to Mash Kyrielight.
"I... I don't need to!"
Romani shook his head. "That won't do. Maybe it can restore your body to a normal level. That way, even if you're separated from your Servant, you can continue to live the life you want."
"It's alright, give it a try. There's a high probability there won't be any problems. The blood of the Divine Child can even cure blindness," Mephistopheles said from the side.
Then, the cross on his back disappeared, and his injuries began to heal gradually, soon returning him to his uninjured state.
"The effects of the blood will last for a period of time. You can have a physical examination first, and then use the blood for treatment after the examination. My recommendation is half oral and half injection. Injection will be faster. There won't be any reaction now, but if the effects of the Divine Child's Blood wear off, then there will be a reaction when you inject it again."
"I understand!" Romani nodded and said to Mash Kyrielight, "Let's begin, don't waste time!"
"Okay!" Mash Kyrielight knew this wasn't the time to waste, so she immediately lay down on the bed and let the equipment check her.
Looking at the examination results, Romani breathed a sigh of relief, "Thankfully, it hasn't worsened; everything is about the same as the initial examination."
As he spoke, he poured half of the blood into a cup and handed it to the other person, then used a syringe to draw up the remaining half.
Looking at the red liquid, Mash Kyrielight hesitated for a moment, then closed her eyes, tilted her head back, and swallowed all the blood.
"Huh?!" She opened her eyes, a look of surprise on her face. "Why does it taste like wine?"
Mephistopheles laughed, "This cup is a new covenant made with the blood I shed for you."
Ritsuka Fujimaru's eyes lit up. "I know that! Bread is the body, and wine is the blood! These are all offerings Jesus made for the world!"
"Yes, that's exactly what I mean. So the blood tastes like wine right now, but if you drink it later, it will taste like pure blood."
Romani had already injected blood into Mash Kyrielight's arm. After the injection, he immediately returned to the instrument and carefully observed the changes in Mash Kyrielight's body.
This serious attitude even affected the other people in the room, who also fell silent, waiting for the result.
After a long while, just as Mephistopheles was considering taking matters into his own hands to investigate, Romani's trembling voice finally broke through again.
"It's a success! Not only has the immune system recovered to normal levels, but even the rate of cellular aging has returned to normal!"
At that moment, Mash Kyrielight's breath caught in her throat, and then she let out a cheer.
Mephistopheles smiled slightly, turned and left, heading towards his bedroom. He needed to rest; he'd be setting off tomorrow.
Chapter 182 American Singularity
Amid the cheers, Mash Kyrielight looked around but didn't see Mephistopheles. Ritsuka Fujimaru also looked around and asked in confusion, "Did Mephistopheles go back to rest?"
Romani thought for a moment, "Could it be that the blood loss is causing fatigue?"
However, he shook his head again. "He shouldn't be in that condition, but he should still come for a check-up after he's rested. Let him come before dinner tonight."
After saying that, he turned to Ritsuka Fujimaru and Mash Kyrielight, "You two go and tell him that I said he needs to come for a physical examination before dinner to make sure there are no problems."
"Okay, I understand, Dr. Roman." Ritsuka Fujimaru nodded and immediately walked with Mash Kyrielight towards Mephistopheles's lounge.
Watching the departing group, Romani breathed a sigh of relief and leaned back in his chair. Looking at the data in front of him, he couldn't help but sigh.
"As expected, the blood of the divine child can cure all diseases. The symptoms that had made me feel hopeless were actually resolved... The Sanctification Formula, the True Magic that transforms oneself into the divine child Jesus, just this one spell is enough to make Mephistopheles's family the most powerful family."
"What Goetia did... Sigh, if Mephistopheles had acted ten or twenty years earlier, perhaps none of this could have happened... With Mephistopheles's True Magic knowledge, he would have directly changed the entire Magecraft world..."
"Furthermore, Mephistopheles's unique nature makes him impossible to record in the Root, including Mephistopheles True Magic knowledge. If this knowledge were to spread, it would cause the entire world to begin to break free from the Root's control. Based on this, even if Goetia were to activate this Incineration of Humanity spell, it would be unable to interfere with subsequent human history."
Thinking of this, Romani couldn't help but cover his head, feeling an unbearable headache.
"Sigh, if it had been any earlier, the Holy Grail War might never have even begun. With this kind of knowledge, what's the point of the Holy Grail tracing the Root? In fact, this crisis is essentially because of my own actions. If I hadn't chosen to become human, Goetia wouldn't have appeared..."
Romani couldn't help but sigh again, feeling immense pressure on his shoulders.
"So you've started to withdraw again?"
The sudden voice startled Romani. He turned around and saw Mephistopheles standing to the side, holding drinks and snacks.
Romani quickly composed himself and asked, "Why are you here?"
"Didn't you ask me to come check on you?" Mephistopheles said, stepping inside. "I was afraid I'd fall asleep and forget about dinner, so I just came straight here. And here I am, looking at you like this. Oh dear, anyone who didn't know better would think you'd been dumped."
Hearing Mephistopheles's words, Romani rolled his eyes and pointed to the side. "Lie down, and remember to take off your coat!"
Mephistopheles casually took off his incredibly protective suit and placed it aside, then lay down and let the instruments begin their examination.
While examining him, he said, "Actually, I don't think any examination is necessary. After all, I'm quite healthy. It's just a little bleeding. I can recover using magic."
"No, I'm a doctor, the examination still needs to be done!" Romani said, quickly checking Mephistopheles's condition, then nodded and said, "There really isn't anything wrong! You're as healthy as can be, but..."
"But what?"
"Your body is developing into something inhuman... I mean, your body is undergoing changes because of the divinity of your existence... You know about the Phantasmal Species, right? If you were to completely transform into Phantasmal Species, the current world might make it difficult for you to survive."
Romani frowned slightly as he spoke.
"Aren't you worried? If you completely transform into Phantasmal Species, it will be difficult for you to survive unless you go to the Inner World."
"Even if I become Phantasmal Species, the outside world will pose no problem for me. Don't forget, my True Magic is completely different from the Magecraft you know. I can replenish my own magic power at will and I don't have to worry about the Great Source of the power. Moreover, I am actually suppressing my own divinity. Soon, the process of transforming from a human into a god will stop."
Seeing Mephistopheles's confidence, Romani was no longer worried. He simply asked, "If you don't want to become a deity, do you have some other goal?"
"God, the embodiment of a concept? No, the God I know, I mean the God of this world as I know him, is the deification of phenomena, or the consciousness of phenomena. Ancient natural phenomena, and subsequent human phenomena, including the existence of heroes, are essentially just human deification of these phenomena."
"I'm not very interested in that, and I already have my own small goals. Once I achieve those small goals, I can move on to bigger ones."
"Small goals?"
"That's right. It's like an ordinary person wanting to become rich. They can't just say they want to get rich and become one of the world's top 100. They can set a small goal first, and then move on to the next step after achieving that small goal. For example, they can start by earning a hundred million!"
Romani's expression became quite interesting. Although he was a Chaldea employee and mainly dealt with Magecraft- related matters, he knew what a hundred million meant. Not to mention that Chaldea used US dollars for financial calculations, a hundred million US dollars was no small goal!
One hundred million yen is indeed a small goal on the road to becoming rich.
"For me, it means I must first absorb the knowledge of Abyss, transforming it into my own. Only by achieving this goal can I move forward and set my sights even higher!"
"The Abyss? Is it the legendary place where demons reside?"
"Yes, there are indeed demons, but they are different from the Abyss you know."
Morpheus thought for a moment, considering how to explain it, and finally gave a simple explanation. "You can think of it as, when you go to the three source substances on the Tree of Life, you need to pass a test first. This test is to cross the abyss between the middle three source substances and the upper three source substances, acquire knowledge from the source substance hidden within it—knowledge, and successfully cross over."
"In this Abyss lurks a demon, the guardian of knowledge. Only by overcoming it can one truly reach a superhuman level, and only then can one truly transcend life and death."
"Transcend life and death? You mean, this way you can achieve immortality?"
"It's not that simple. Truly crossing the Abyss, transcending life and death, means your death ceases to exist. And this death doesn't refer to the simple death of you stabbing me to death; it refers to the final judgment, existing independently of the judgment of the world."
At this point, Mephistopheles smiled, noticing Romani's shocked expression. "Now do you understand why I wasn't nervous about the transformation of divinity or my own transformation into Phantasmal Species?"
Romani nodded slightly; he understood what the other person meant.
The non-human being that the other party wanted to become, the god that he wanted to become, was a completely different being from the gods he knew. It was a transcendent being that could exist even if the world was destroyed!
"However, these are all byproducts of pursuing True Magic knowledge. I am essentially just True Magic who seeks knowledge of the mystical. As for you, you are just an ordinary person who has given up power to pursue a human life."
Romani smiled but didn't say anything.
Mephistopheles suddenly said, "By the way, you should speed up your studies. Later on, it will help stabilize your mental state and break free from the Root, allowing you to truly exist independently."
"I understand. I will speed up my studies once this crisis is resolved."
"Are you afraid that if you break away too quickly, your trump card will become ineffective?"
Romani remained silent, while Mephistopheles scoffed, "Why worry so much? Let me tell you, even though I'm so rejected by the Root, I can still use my own Noble Phantasm freely, can't I? There's nothing to worry about. Besides, I also have Ring of King Solomon, which is a small trump card."
Romani smiled, and after a long pause, said, "Thank you."
"Mash Kyrielight has already thanked me."
"It's my way of expressing my gratitude."
"Alright, since you've already thanked me, I should head over to bed now." After saying goodbye to Romani, Mephistopheles didn't linger. He quickly returned to his lounge, darted into bed, and settled into the blankets for a blissful sleep.
The teleportation was familiar once again. Looking around, the group found themselves in a dense forest.
"The time is correct, it's 1783, and we're currently in North America..." Mash Kyrielight quickly checked the location and other information, and said, "After all, the United States of America hadn't been founded yet. It was only through the War of Independence with Britain, which ended that year, that the United States was established as a nation."
At this moment Ritsuka Fujimaru asked, "Is it possible that the enemy is Britain?"
"If the United States had been unable to establish itself due to a Britain attack, history would have been completely different... That possibility certainly exists. However, the outcome of the War of Independence alone is not enough to affect the course of history. Since the United States has the will to be independent, whether it is delayed by thirty or fifty years, the United States of America will surely be established."
Mash Kyrielight hesitated for a moment before continuing, "The meeting mentioned three forces, so I suspect there's another one involved. The current situation is most likely the United States, the Britain, and a mysterious force."
At that moment, Romani's voice came in.