A Conversation with Roman

Therefore, at this moment, she expressed her admiration for the humans before her.

"You're very skilled, and your sword is very powerful. You actually managed to fight me to this extent!"

Mephistopheles had already clashed with Artoria's black sword hundreds, perhaps even thousands, of times with his own short sword.

Both of them were moving extremely fast, as if they had exceeded their limits.

In response to Artoria's praise, Mephistopheles suddenly exerted his strength, slashing his short sword upwards at an angle. The violent airflow and the surrounding magic converged to form a dazzling sword light!

Artoria looked surprised and raised her longsword to block!

"Boom!"

The violent magic erupted at that moment, causing Artoria to feel an extremely powerful force pressing down on her.

She also unleashed her magic at the same time to counteract this force, but because it happened a little later, the magic that erupted still pushed her several meters away.

"Not only can I fight you to this extent, I can even defeat you with your most prized attack." Mephistopheles looked at Artoria, raised his right hand, and aimed the War God's Sword at her.

"Oh? You mean you can copy my attacks?"

"No, actually it should be considered that I copied the prototype of your Noble Phantasm, or rather, its predecessor." Mephistopheles shook his head, his right hand still pointing the short sword at his opponent. "Or, you can try to defeat the War God's Sword in my hand first, otherwise, you are not qualified to feel that kind of attack."

"The War God's Sword?" Artoria smiled slightly. The War God's Sword —just from the name, one could probably guess what it was. Although there are many myths and many beings hailed as gods of war, there are not many gods who are directly given the title of God of War.

If the other party is truly so arrogant as to reveal the identity of the sword, then I can use that to deduce the other party's true identity!

"No need to waste time guessing, I'll just tell you directly. This sword is mine, but it was given to me by Ares, so it's called the War God's Sword. Do you understand now?" Mephistopheles stated his weapon frankly.

However, this only made Artoria more puzzled. In mythology, was there anyone whose identity could correspond to the person before her?

"I know you very well, I know your weapons very well, and I know your past as well," Mephistopheles suddenly said, which startled Artoria, who didn't know why he was suddenly saying all this.

Most importantly, why does the other person know so much about me? Do I even know them?

"Ha! Are you trying to say that your understanding comes entirely from fictional novels?" Artoria retorted sarcastically.

Mephistopheles shook his head. "Because we talked, and it was a fairly pleasant conversation, but I still want to complain a bit. It turns out that every world's Artoria has such similar past experiences?"

Artoria narrowed her eyes slightly; the information conveyed by that sentence was immense.

"You mean, you saw me from another world?"

"You're smart, that's why I said I know you very well, extremely well." Mephistopheles nodded and spoke again, "To be fair, I will also tell you some information about myself. For example, you have the bloodline of a dragon, and your enormous magical power comes from this characteristic."

As Mephistopheles spoke, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and his aura instantly exploded. This terrifying aura even overwhelmed the dark kingly aura, making Artoria feel as if she couldn't breathe.

The feeling was like someone at the bottom of the food chain suddenly encountering a monster at the top!

"My trait is Dragon Slayer!" Mephistopheles looked at Artoria and revealed the trait he had deliberately obtained for free.

Artoria was shocked by this power. Bloodline brings great power, but it also brings some side effects. For example, the purer a vampire is, the more afraid he is of attacks that restrain vampires.

For example, divinity. The stronger one's divinity, the greater one's own strength, because it represents the purity of divine blood. However, the greater the damage one will suffer when encountering weapons that attack divinity!

The dragon blood in her body wasn't exactly pure, but feeling this violent suppression made her feel as if she were a pure dragon encountering its natural enemy.

This is practically saying that the opponent's Dragon-Slaying Trait is the highest level!

Mephistopheles's voice came at this moment. "My Dragon-Slaying Trait, my Dragon Slaying, comes from my defeat of the original Dragon Kind."

"The primordial Dragon Kind? The Ares's Sword..." A distant legend flashed through Artoria's mind in an instant. It wasn't even a legend. If a legend is one that is widely circulated, then this story was just one that had been preserved among Magecraft, and most people didn't even care about it.

Yes, it can only be described as a story.

"Legend has it that the witch Medea once participated in the war between the Greece gods and the giants, standing alongside the great hero Heracles. But in reality, there was another person who existed, but that person was too mysterious and left behind little information."

"Later, there was the story of Medea and Artemis fighting together against Typhon, who had once terrified and driven away the gods. Medea mainly fought against the monsters created by Typhon, while Artemis, as the main force, killed the terrifying father of monsters Typhon!"

"However, there is a less mainstream version of the story that says a mysterious figure fought against Typhon alongside Artemis, and that he was even the true main force..."

Artoria looked at Mephistopheles as she said this, "That person is said to have participated in the Argo's voyage, but he disappeared after being attacked by the Mother of Monsters."

"The rumor also said that if he hadn't disappeared, he would have been an indelible figure in human history..."

"It's like you're talking about some random story someone made up," Mephistopheles commented.

"I'm talking about a story, a story that circulates among Magecraft, a story that can only be called gossip," Artoria said. "I always thought it was just that kind of story, but now I suddenly feel that it's not gossip at all, it might actually have happened."

"Clap, clap, clap!" Mephistopheles clapped lightly, smiling, and nodded to Artoria: "You're right, this isn't a story, it's fact. This really happened in ancient Greece. I was indeed on the battlefield where the gods fought against the giants, and I was indeed fighting Typhon alongside Artemis. I also participated in the Argo's voyage with them, and then we encountered the attack of the Mother of Monsters. There was an accident, and I was pulled into a spacetime rift."

"I never expected to encounter a human like you here, a human from the Age of Gods, yet possessing power comparable to the gods."

"Actually, you've got one thing wrong. The time in this region is 2004, right?"

"That's right. Although this area has been transformed into a special zone, it was indeed 2004."

"In 2004, I was actually only 6 years old." Mephistopheles shrugged. "I am actually a human from this era, and I returned to the Age of Gods Greece of the gods by accident, and experienced those things."

The development is so unpredictable, it's like a story written on a whim, even making you wonder for a moment, "How could this be real?"

But the man in front of me seemed very sincere. He even sighed and said, "Saving humanity is quite troublesome, but it's something I have to do. After all, I still hope to live in a world with games, cola, and fried chicken."

"So, I can only say that my experience after going to the Age of Gods was pretty good; at least I gained a lot of benefits, such as this sword I have now."

He sighed, then raised his head. "Therefore, to save Human Order, do not stand in my way, Dark King, I will surely send you back to the Throne of Heroes!"

Upon hearing Mephistopheles's words, Artoria closed her eyes, then suddenly opened them, raising her weapon. "Come on, human, since you've said that, there's no turning back!"

It's either you die or I die!

The condensed magic power erupted within Artoria's body, and at this moment, the violent power even overwhelmed the pressure brought by the Dragon Slaying.

Perhaps, this is also because she is not truly pureblooded.

Mephistopheles withdrew his oppressive aura, instead inducing his opponent to gather power more forcefully. At the same time, the short sword in Mephistopheles's hand disappeared, replaced by a peculiar rune.

Those are runes belonging to the Star Sword.

Light gathered in Mephistopheles's hands.

Pitch-black light and blazing white light burst forth simultaneously from both sides!

"Excalibur!" Artoria shouted, unleashing the power of her Noble Phantasm into a torrent that devoured the heavens!

The blazing white light displayed almost the same power as the black light, clashing and intertwining with the black sword light, and even beginning to devour it!

The blazing white light revealed an even greater quantity than the pitch-black light, and this terrifying quantity completely swallowed up the pitch-black sword light!

Artoria stared blankly at the attack; she hadn't expected that even what the other party said was true.

"You actually know... my Noble Phantasm..."

"That's right, it's a weapon from the Age of Age of Gods that defeated a monster that nearly destroyed a planet's civilization. Of course, I'm just imitating it; the one you have is the real thing." Mephistopheles smiled, watching Artoria slowly disappear.

See you in the future.

Artoria gave Mephistopheles a deep look, her mouth slowly opening as she uttered a sentence that Mephistopheles had never expected.

What if I said that I am the one protecting humanity?

"What do you mean?!"

Mephistopheles shouted loudly, but it was too late. The black swordsman had vanished, leaving only an empty space.

Hahahaha, hahahahahaha!

Suddenly, a burst of maniacal laughter rang out. Mephistopheles immediately turned around and saw the man named Lev reappear in front of him, his face twisted with a smile, "Serves you right, Saber! I gave you the Holy Grail, and you still wanted to maintain this era! Hahahaha, now you've been killed by your own people!"

He was deliberately being sarcastic; it looked like he was mocking Saber, but he was actually mocking Mephistopheles!

He was overjoyed; after suffering so much setback, he had finally gotten some revenge.

But Mephistopheles just watched him silently, as if he were watching a clown.

"This Singularity has reached its limit. You will remain here and perish, then await the extinction of humanity!"

Lev shouted, and a huge machine appeared behind him. Its nature was completely unknown, and it was swept into the spacetime rift along with Lev.

"What on earth is going on?!" Marie and the others rushed over from a distance, while Cú Chulainn, the Magecraft, was also radiating light. As the Holy Grail disappeared, he too was beginning his demise.

"I'm leaving it to you. Hopefully, we'll meet again someday." He seemed equally relaxed, as if the destruction of this place had nothing to do with him.

As Cú Chulainn dissipated, Mephistopheles finally raised his hand. With a soft snap of his fingers, the patterns of True Magic circle appeared on the ground and began to float. These were the True Magic formulas he had inscribed, which now began to function, transforming into a protective shield that enveloped everyone.

Romani was shouting for them to return quickly and wait quietly for Mash Kyrielight to take action, while Mephistopheles looked towards the spot where Artoria had disappeared.

"So, you insist on testing my abilities first before revealing the truth? Why do you all like to play this game?"

Chapter 134 Communication with Romani

This was Mephistopheles's second time setting foot on Chaldea's interior. Looking at the base, which was now mostly destroyed and still under repair, Mephistopheles surprisingly began to appreciate it with a sense of relaxation.

Romani had already appeared before them. Upon seeing Romani, Olga Marie asked, "What's the current situation of those who were frozen in place?"

Upon hearing Olga Marie's words, Romani immediately replied, "They are not in danger now, but there is no way to treat them yet; we need to wait a while longer."

After Romani finished speaking, he carefully observed Olga Marie: "Director, your current body is indeed similar to that of a Servant; both are composed of spirits."

"A spirit?" Olga Marie pondered for a moment, never expecting that she would actually return to the real world in this way.

"Yeah, from now on you can just walk through walls to other places without having to go through doors. You can also go to the bedrooms of those kids who don't like to sleep and scare them late at night. That would be really fun," Mephistopheles said from the side.

Olga Marie's face tightened at these words: "Am I that kind of person? I am the director of Chaldea, the head of the Animusphere Family, how could I possibly do such a thing?!"

As Mephistopheles listened to the other person's words, he chuckled inwardly. Although he was denying it, the eager impulse in his eyes was completely uncontrollable.

Olga Marie cleared her throat and said, "Romani, I will be taking over as director of Chaldea from now on. You will return to your previous job!"

"Understood, Director. You will be taking over your duties from now on." Romani said, and after quickly handing over the responsibilities to Olga Marie, he finally breathed a sigh of relief before rushing off to the hospital.

At the same time, he also greeted Mephistopheles and the others, "Come with me first. You need to rest and recover. We might have more trouble later."

"The matter isn't completely resolved yet, is it?" Ritsuka Fujimaru asked.

"That's right. Although the Fuyuki Singularity was eliminated thanks to your efforts, we have discovered seven new Singularity, which are spacetime disturbances that are far more severe than those in Fuyuki. We don't have much time to rest, so you must seize every opportunity to recover!"

"During this period, we will also conduct further investigations. This is currently being handled by the director. I have faith in her professionalism and competence; she is absolutely capable in this regard."

At this point, Romani stopped and turned to the group. "To the 48th Master, Ritsuka Fujimaru, and our only Servant right now, Mash Kyrielight, although I know this request will be extremely dangerous and unreasonable, I urge you to work together to save humanity!"

Ritsuka Fujimaru and Mash Kyrielight exchanged a glance, then smiled and nodded gently, like mortals on their way to becoming heroes.

"Alright, don't worry so much, I'm here for you, aren't I?" Mephistopheles smiled, easing the pressure on everyone. Hearing this, Ritsuka Fujimaru and Mash Kyrielight also looked at Mephistopheles. They had all witnessed his formidable strength. If the upcoming crises were similar to Singularity F, then they probably wouldn't feel too much pressure.

Romani also said to Mephistopheles, "By the way, as the 49th Master, once the summoning system is repaired, you should also start preparing to summon Servants. Although you are very powerful, Servants are ultimately more useful and safer."

"We'll see when the time comes. I'll summon it if needed."

"Generally speaking, summoning a specific Servant requires a Sacred Relic, but it's not impossible to summon a Servant without one. As long as the magic circle is complete and there's a supply of mana, you can attempt a summon. However, the result is random, and the less special the Servant's identity, the more random the result."

"I know what you mean. You mean that if my identity is too special, it might summon Servants related to me, right?" Mephistopheles asked.

Romani nodded. "That's exactly how it is."

"It's like, if I were a descendant of Zeus, then statistically, I would have the possibility of summoning Zeus down."

Romani shook his head. "Summoning gods is very difficult, even with holy relics it's almost impossible. However, summoning your ancestral heroes is still possible. For example, if you have Zeus's bloodline, then your ancestors must have had demigod heroes related to Zeus."

"I was just using an example, but it's definitely possible. As long as the summoning array and magic power are sufficient, it's indeed possible for a god to be summoned." Mephistopheles said, a slight smile playing on his lips. "Don't worry, I have plenty of experience in summoning Holy Spirit."

"Really? That's great if they have experience." Romani smiled. After sending Ritsuka Fujimaru and Mash Kyrielight to rest, he looked at Mephistopheles. "How about we talk alone?"

What do you want to talk about?

"Of course, it's about your opinion on the current situation."

"What can I possibly say?" Mephistopheles said, rubbing the corner of his eye. "To be honest, I don't know exactly what's going on yet. According to Artoria —well, I mean Saber—she's actually protecting Human Order. Why is stable Singularity F protecting Human Order? Can you analyze that?"

Romani fell into deep thought, and after a moment's hesitation, he said, "This... it's probably because there are still some things we don't understand about the Holy Grail War in 2004, which is why we still have some questions about Singularity F."

Seeing that Romani was still feigning ignorance and seemed unwilling to reveal too much, Mephistopheles didn't press him. Instead, he said, "Is that so? According to the legend, Saber and her Master were the victors in 2004. So I'm actually very curious about what wishes the two winners made, and what impact those wishes had on the world itself."

"Yes, we have to find the people involved and ask them directly..." Romani smiled and said, "But unfortunately, these people are all very mysterious, and we still can't find out much more about them."

"Really? I thought that as one of the main leaders of Chaldea, you actually knew everything." Mephistopheles smiled, and his words made Roseman laugh, but the smile looked somewhat awkward.

"By the way, what did you mean when you said you wanted to use my blood to make Solomon's Ring?"

"The legendary Solomon's Ring isn't really a legend. Making it is actually quite simple; with enough knowledge, one can replicate it." Mephistopheles shrugged. "Of course, materials and other factors can also reduce the difficulty. My skills aren't that great, so I always need to find shortcuts, like working with the materials."

"But using my blood as material... I'm not exactly a magically powerful individual." Romani shook his head. "I think the chances of success for any random Magecraft would be much higher than using my blood directly as material."

"No, no, no, you can't think of yourself like that. I'm somewhat proficient in astrology and quite good at divination. This is the result of my divination. The other materials aren't that important, but the most important thing is your blood!"

Mephistopheles's words sounded very serious, not at all like a joke. Romani wanted to refute him, but couldn't find any excuse.