Teasing

Ritsuka Fujimaru, who was drinking her beverage, heard Mash Kyrielight's words. She sighed, patted Mash Kyrielight on the shoulder, and said meaningfully, "I'll teach you a lesson, Mash Kyrielight."

Mash Kyrielight immediately looked at Ritsuka Fujimaru with excitement, appearing extremely serious. "Please speak, senpai!"

"There's a saying that's really true: 'Unrequited love is a personal war and chaos.'" Ritsuka Fujimaru said, gesturing towards where Olga Marie was sitting. "Got it? It's her war and chaos."

Although Mash Kyrielight doesn't have much contact with the outside world, she does have occasional opportunities to go online. Even though these opportunities are few, she's naturally intelligent, and upon hearing what Ritsuka Fujimaru said, she immediately nodded and said, "I understand. The director has a crush on Mephistopheles- senpai, but doesn't know what to do, so he's currently insanely jealous!"

"That's right, Mash Kyrielight!" Ritsuka Fujimaru patted Mash Kyrielight on the shoulder, her expression pained. "But you could have kept your voice down!"

At this moment, Olga Marie's gaze was fixed on Mash Kyrielight and Ritsuka Fujimaru, as if she were about to kill them to silence them.

The Lion King walks through this strange yet familiar world.

This world is different from the world she remembers, yet it also has many similarities.

This is her world, her Phase.

She could sense the immense power contained within this world, power that flowed and changed with her thoughts.

She raised her hand, and in it appeared a sword, a gleaming sword, the Oath Sword given to her by the Lady of the Lake in the distant past. It should have been returned to that world, but here, she possessed this weapon once more.

Moreover, this weapon contains a power she does not understand.

Yes, it was a power she didn't understand, at least not one she had understood in the past.

This power perfectly protected her human consciousness; in fact, under this protection, she could feel that her human part was naturally and normally merging with her divine part.

The Holy Lance Rhongomyniad also appeared in her hand. At this moment, the weapon was no longer a mere artifact with a fixed outer shell and fixed laws; within it lay a faint power of creation, propelling the world itself to continue its development.

"They are not the original ones anymore; rather, they are more like brand-new weapons born with the mythology..." The Lion King murmured to herself, her body surrounded by divinity, which was still climbing higher and higher. She could feel the rapid increase in this divinity.

She was not a supreme god, but merely a human being deified because of the Holy Lance Rhongomyniad, and had not received any recognition. However, at this moment, she could sense that she possessed supreme power within this Phase.

She is the God-King of this world!

"Lion King biography?" Olga Marie looked at the file Mephistopheles sent her—more of a novel than a file—with suspicion. "You've written a novel about the Lion King, and you plan to publish it?!"

"Yes, is there a problem?" Mephistopheles nodded. "Anyway, it's just a secondary creation of the King Arthur legend, a folk tale, and there's no copyright protection."

After saying that, he slammed his hand on the table, stood up, and looked down at Olga Marie.

"Your family can become publishers, and you can benefit from that. So, are you in or not?!"

"Are you so sure this will be a huge hit?" Olga Marie looked at Mephistopheles with some curiosity, not understanding why he would write something like this.

"If you hide some occult knowledge inside, people will buy it," Mephistopheles said with a grin. "By the way, are you interested in selling some books that spread knowledge, like handwritten copies of Grimoire or something?"

Olga Marie froze, then suddenly shouted, "Are you crazy?! Aren't you afraid of being targeted?!"

Mephistopheles shrugged, then declared righteously, "I'm doing this for the sake of the world's development. Only by spreading knowledge can this system truly flourish. As the heir to the Golden Dawn, I wouldn't do anything like hiding things!"

Chapter 215 Teasing

Olga Marie pondered for a moment. If what Mephistopheles said was true, then it was indeed possible to spread knowledge and thus secretly and continuously erode the current domain of Magecraft.

However, there were still some things she didn't understand.

"Why the story of The Lion King?" Olga Marie asked, not keeping her question to herself. Although it seemed like just an ordinary book, without any special occult knowledge, as a partner, she wanted to know their reasons. "One reason."

"Because this matter concerns the development of the world where the Lion King resides."

"The development of the world where The Lion King is located?" Olga Marie pondered the sentence carefully, then frowned slightly. "You mean, you want that Singularity to reappear?"

Before Mephistopheles could answer, she shook her head again and said, "No, that's not right. Your purpose shouldn't be that. Back then, you sent the Lion King to another place, which was clearly a spatial rift. So, in reality, the Lion King wasn't lost as a mistake in history, but went to the world you sent him to?"

Seeing Mephistopheles smiling at her, Olga Marie knew she had probably guessed in the right direction, so she continued to make bold guesses:

"Based on the memories I gleaned from your dreams, you actually created a small world for the Lion King to enter and reside in. Now you want to use this story to develop that world?"

"Phase, developing Phase, then covering the surface of the world with Phase, letting the power of Phase protect this world—it's a small experiment, and perhaps it can interfere with actions like the Goetia."

"Interfering with Goetia's actions?" Olga Marie pondered, her fingers lightly tapping the table. Mephistopheles's words were incredibly tempting to her at that moment.

"That's right, similar to Goetia's behavior."

"You're thinking that something similar to Goetia might appear in the future, posing a threat to Earth and humanity?"

"Yes, that's my idea." Mephistopheles nodded slightly, a hint of worry in his voice. "If the first Goetia can appear, then the second Goetia can appear, unless we prepare in advance to prevent it from happening."

"So, you have your own plan now?"

"As for Phase overlay, we'll start with the special Arthurian Legend of The Lion King. Once the future world recovers, we'll start overlaying other Phase, such as those widely circulated myths. I have experience with that now, so I can create those mythological Phase relatively safely."

Mephistopheles chuckled, but he didn't say everything. Now that the first Phase had truly appeared, Mephistopheles had some doubts. For example, would the appearance of the first Phase trigger the automatic appearance of the second and third Phase, as if they were self-spreading?

Of course, these are all speculations, and it cannot be proven that this will be the case.

"I understand, but it can't proceed for now unless the world recovers. However, since you want more people to know this story, I suggest we start small." Olga Marie said, her fingers lightly turning the pages of the novel before her, a slight smile appearing on her face. "How about spreading it within Chaldea first?"

Upon hearing this, Mephistopheles immediately nodded. "Of course!"

"Well, but the internal distribution within Chaldea is free, so there's no money involved!"

Mephistopheles rolled his eyes, then laughed and said, "No problem!"

"That's good. You can go back now. Leave the rest to me." Olga Marie nodded in satisfaction and began arranging for the story's publication.

"Wait a minute!" Mephistopheles turned to leave, but before he could even take a step, he was stopped again by the other person.

"What's wrong?" Mephistopheles looked at Olga Marie curiously, wondering why she was calling him.

"You better watch your behavior next time!" Olga Marie glared at Mephistopheles. "Even though I know about your relationship with Medea, what kind of behavior is it to be all lovey-dovey in public like that?!"

As Olga Marie spoke, Mephistopheles walked up with a half-smile on his face.

As the other person approached step by step, Olga Marie's heart tightened, and she involuntarily took a step back. However, she forgot that she was sitting in a chair, and the chair bumped into the table with a jarring sound.

"W-What do you want to do?!"

Olga Marie stiffened her neck and asked, her face flushed.

"Tell me, what do I want to do?" Mephistopheles laughed, his face getting closer and closer, his breath even hitting Olga Marie's ear and face, making her feel like she was suffocating, even though she was a ghost.

Looking into the other person's eyes and feeling her own chaotic mind, Olga Marie involuntarily looked at those lips again, swallowed hard, and closed her eyes.

He... he's not going to kiss me, is he? Force a kiss? What should I do if I accept? Should I push him away? But wouldn't that be inappropriate? But being kissed directly isn't good either, is it?

Just as all sorts of random thoughts were starting to pop into her head, she suddenly heard a soft laugh, and at the same time, a hand brushed past her ear.

"Chief, your hair's a mess." With a slightly teasing tone, Olga Marie suddenly opened her eyes, looking at the man before her with an innocent expression. "Eh? Why are you blushing, Chief! Did you think I was going to kiss you?!"

He shouted as he backed away, his eyes widening as he yelled, "You... you want to take advantage of me!"

Olga Marie was furious, glaring at the man named Mephistopheles before her. She gritted her teeth and roared, "Get out!"

"Alright!" Mephistopheles laughed, and in one swift step, he rushed out from there. Olga Marie took a deep breath, but still couldn't calm the excitement in her heart.

Her mind was filled with the image of him approaching, his eyes, which seemed to hold the stars, imprinted on her mind, unforgettable.

"That damn guy! How dare he play me for a fool!" she muttered under her breath, but the curses never quite reached her full meaning. In the end, all her resentment boiled down to one word. "You scumbag!"

"Huh? You called me?" Olga Marie's head suddenly popped up, and seeing Mephistopheles staring at her, she yelled again, "Get out of here!"

"Okay, Chief, call me if you need anything!"

Mephistopheles said this and quickly left, closing the door behind him.

Within the interlayer of spacetime, the Temple of Time stood tall, Goetia gazed into the distance, lost in thought and confusion.

In the future, strange changes occurred.

How could this be?

He couldn't help but feel puzzled.

Originally, the future was already fixed; humanity had no future. Everything would be overridden by his own plans, and everything would become fuel for his return to the past.

The future of this Earth is nothing but a burning land, a giant rock devoid of civilization!

He will rely on this immense power to return to the past and become the only god on this planet, the only god in this world. In this way, humanity can develop according to its own ideas and truly become a perfect being.

But... then things changed.

The future has become invisible.

It was as if something had covered the future, preventing His eyes from seeing clearly what was going on there.

Something strange has appeared, and this thing seems capable of affecting the entire world.

"What exactly is going on?" Goetia continued to stare, relying on his Future Sight to try and see through the layer of covering, to figure out what was happening.

However, He failed; no matter how much He urged His power and authority upon Him, it was of no use.

Perhaps we need to send the Demon Pillar to that future to see what's really going on?

Goetia considered trying to intervene in that era.

But just as He was about to do so, He suddenly felt a divine power. Golden light appeared from that strange place and blasted straight towards Him!

That attack actually pierced through space. Goetia raised his hand, and layers of Magecraft protection appeared in front of him, colliding with the golden light. With this, his Future Sight was also directly interrupted.

"They discovered I was spying on the future?!" Goetia was shocked. Not only could the future not be seen clearly, but someone had actually discovered that he was looking into the future and then attacked from somewhere, following the path of his spying!

Just now, His own gaze became the guide for the opponent's attack!

Moreover, that golden light and that power felt extremely familiar to Goetia!

"The Holy Lance Rhongomyniad! Could it be the Lion King?!" Goetia's voice was deep and filled with disbelief. "But wasn't that Singularity destroyed by Chaldea? How could this be? Why is the Lion King still here?"

After encountering that guy named Mephistopheles, Goetia found that the future had become uncontrollable, and everything seemed to be deviating from her original plans.

"No, we must act as soon as possible. We can't let Chaldea continue like this!" He whispered, opening his eyes to continue looking at the world. Even though Chaldea was hidden in the cracks of time, it didn't mean they hadn't left any traces. As long as they kept searching for those traces, they might be able to find out where they were right now.

"I originally thought you wouldn't pose any threat, but things are different now. The future of humanity depends on the complete annihilation of you all!"

Medea's first advancement went very smoothly.

They were somewhat surprised that they arrived in Mephistopheles so easily.

However, things didn't go exactly as Mephistopheles had imagined; Medea's advancement was marred by some unexpected incidents.

The ceremony was supposed to be based on Sandalphon's power, but instead, the power of the Blood Mother emerged during the process.

The power of the Blood Mother, in this place representing the material world, transformed into five elements, which then constructed everything in the world, creating the material universe as if it were the end of everything.

This situation also caused Medea herself to undergo strange changes.

Mephistopheles discovered that Medea possessed an extremely strong ability to control the five elements of earth, wind, water, fire, Ether, and that this control even contained a considerable amount of knowledge belonging to Thelema.

Even though she had only reached the rank of 1=10, Medea was already incredibly powerful thanks to her control over the elements.

Combined with her existing knowledge of Magecraft, Mephistopheles estimated that if Medea were to fight a top-tier Heroic Spirit now, she could easily suppress her opponent. Even against Grand Servant, she should be able to fight to a standstill without much trouble.

In fact, if you could know who your opponent is in advance and prepare accordingly, you might even be able to kill them.

"This represents the sanctification and depravity of matter, a contradiction yet a unity..." Medea, sensing the knowledge brought by the Blood Mother, revealed a hint of surprise. "Mephistopheles, it seems we two may be heading down different paths."

"Yes, that's right. I belong to the Golden Dawn lineage, while you belong to the Silver Star Cross lineage, both following the path of Thelema. However, we also have commonalities. The latter's origins are closely related to the former, so continuing to cultivate according to the Golden Dawn lineage should still be fine."

As Mephistopheles spoke, he suddenly asked, "By the way, if you were to face an attack from the Holy Lance Rhongomyniad now, would you be confident you could withstand it?"

"As long as the ceremony site is set up in advance, I can easily withstand it. If it's an encounter battle, I can also hold my own, but the cost will be higher." Medea smiled. "However, it's just that the cost will be higher. As long as the attacks don't come continuously, I can withstand them. If she throws three or four at me at once, then I'll have no choice but to run away."

"So, you can withstand two shots from the Holy Lance Rhongomyniad, and even guarantee your subsequent recovery?"

"Yes!" Medea nodded. After all, she had faced the Holy Lance Rhongomyniad's attack head-on and knew how powerful the Holy Lance was. Upon hearing this answer, Mephistopheles was also certain of just how powerful Medea was at this moment.

She is definitely a top-tier Servant, after all, she can go toe-to-toe with the Lion King's attacks.

"Let's rest first. I need to think about what to do next."

Upon hearing this, Medea looked at Mephistopheles with some doubt. "Are you worried about some danger?"

"It's nothing, just don't get dogmatic. Although using the Golden Dawn's cultivation method is fine for now, we still need to carefully study how to proceed in the future."

Mephistopheles smiled and shook his head to reassure the girl, "Moreover, your current abilities are essentially a manifestation of the Blood Mother's creation of the material universe, so you should study this power carefully. In some ways, it's equivalent to the Creation Lightning."

"The Creation Lightning..." Medea was taken aback at first, then laughed, "I know, don't worry!"