Winner: Caster.
Master: Marisbury Animusphere.
There was a two-second silence in the hall.
"... What?" Ritsuka Fujimaru open.
Caster?
Not Saber?
"That's not right, is it?" Ritsuka Fujimaru's voice rose. "I remember the doctor and the director saying that the winner of the Fuyuki City Holy Grail War wasn't the Saber team?"
" Trismegistus Hermes' answer is the Caster group." Sherlock Holmes ' gaze darkened. "And the Master is the former director of Chaldea."
" Marisbury Animusphere."
"The former director of Chaldea."
"That is, the current director Olga Marie's father."
Ritsuka Fujimaru's mind was a little foggy.
Was the victor of that Holy Grail War not the Saber team, but the Caster team?
And the Master is the former director of Chaldea?
"This could be crucial intelligence concerning the truth Incineration of Humanity." Sherlock Holmes's voice turned serious.
"If this information is true, then Rome Archman and Olga Marie Animusphere should also know it."
"But they told you that Saber's team won."
What does this mean?
Sherlock Holmes did not answer directly, but continued speaking.
"Either they don't know the truth."
"Either they knew, but were deceived."
"The one who deceived them was Marisbury Animusphere."
Did the former director hide this from her?
Why?
"There's one more thing," Sherlock Holmes said, his voice even lower.
"I don't trust the head of Chaldea's medical department."
Rome Archiman.
Ritsuka Fujimaru's pupils contracted slightly.
"Based on my investigation, Rome Archiman is very likely Marisbury's accomplice in that Holy Grail War."
"In other words, he likely knows the key truth about some things."
"But for some reason, he chose to keep it from everyone."
Sherlock Holmes finished speaking.
He stopped talking about it and instead exhaled a puff of smoke from his pipe.
"I've finished asking my questions."
"Your time is now up."
Ritsuka Fujimaru was still processing the information she had just received, but Mash had already taken a step forward.
I have a question.
Her voice sounded a little nervous, but mostly expectant.
"I want to know... who exactly is the Heroic Spirit who entrusted the power within me?"
Sherlock Holmes glanced at her.
Then he laughed.
"This question doesn't need to be asked of Trismegistus Hermes."
I can tell you the answer directly.
He walked towards Mash, his gaze falling on the cross shield in her hand.
"The shield in your hand is the very Round Table of Oaths, which has gathered countless heroes' mounts."
"It has only one owner."
" Galahad, the knight who returned the Holy Grail."
"The son of Lancelot in the King Arthur legend."
Mash's body stiffened.
In her hand, the cross shield glowed faintly, as if in response to the name.
Galahad.
The problem that has troubled her for so long.
The Heroic Spirit who silently protected her, lending her power, yet never revealing its face.
It finally has a name.
" Galahad..."
Mash's eyes reddened slightly.
She lowered her head, looking at the shield in her hand, and a slow smile crept onto her lips.
"I finally understand..."
Her voice was slightly choked, but mostly filled with joy.
Ritsuka Fujimaru walked over and gently patted her shoulder.
Congratulations, Mash.
"Um... thank you, senior."
Mash wiped her eyes and revealed a genuine smile.
Then Ritsuka Fujimaru turned to the Trismegistus Hermes.
"I have a problem too."
Who is the source of this distorted era? Is it the pharaoh who rules this land?
The crystal of the Trismegistus Hermes shimmered once more.
A few seconds later, the answer came.
"The greatest distortion of this era comes from King Arthur, who is still alive."
"Because Bedivere failed to return the holy sword a third time, he did not die."
"It was due to the power of the Holy Lance Rhongomyniad that he was elevated to godhood."
She wandered the earth for fifteen hundred years.
Pharaoh Ozymandias was merely summoned to this era by the Holy Grail.
He is not the biggest Root distortion in this era.
Ritsuka Fujimaru stood there, stunned.
King Arthur is still alive.
Bedivere failed to return the holy sword for the third time.
They wandered on the surface of the earth for fifteen hundred years.
Therefore... the Lion King was not a summoned Servant.
She is the real, living King Arthur.
It has lived in this world for 1,500 years, corrupted by the power of the Holy Lance, and has become what it is now.
" Bedivere..."
A voice interrupted her thoughts.
Mayuri emerged from a corner of the hall.
She had been leaning against the wall, listening listlessly to other people's questions and answers.
But now, she stood before the Trismegistus Hermes.
"It's my turn."
Ritsuka Fujimaru looked at her.
" Mayuri, is there something you want to ask too?"
"Um."
Mayuri gazed at the metal trunk of the Trismegistus Hermes, a rare seriousness flashing in her crimson eyes.
She hesitated for a moment.
Then he spoke.
"Why did the Counter Force summon me in the first place?"
Why should I be tasked with protecting Singularity F from being repaired?
She'd been holding this question in for a long time.
Ever since she was summoned to Singularity F, she had been thinking about this.
Why did the Counter Force summon her?
Why should she be tasked with guarding a Singularity?
" Trismegistus Hermes, answer my question."
The crystal of the Trismegistus Hermes began to sparkle.
The frequency of the light increased faster and faster.
"Hmm?" Mayuri tilted her head.
The light within the crystal became unstable, flickering between bright and dim.
"Warn."
"Computational load exceeds the Neighboring World."
"Warn."
The core of the Trismegistus Hermes began to heat up.
The largest crystal at the center of the main stem changed its light from white to red, and then from red to dark red.
"Warning. Unable to process this problem. The problem involves a level of permissions beyond the current database."
puff.
A plume of black smoke rose from the center of the trunk.
Then came a muffled thud.
The light from the Trismegistus Hermes went out completely, and the buzzing stopped abruptly.
In an instant, the entire machine transformed into a massive lump of iron.
The hall was plunged into darkness.
Only the Mars in Sherlock Holmes' pipe were still flickering faintly.
"..."
Mayuri stood there, staring at the machine emitting black smoke.
"..."
Sherlock Holmes stared at the machine belching black smoke.
"..."
Ritsuka Fujimaru stared at the machine belching black smoke.
Mash stared at the machine belching black smoke.
The hall was silent for five seconds.
"Is it broken?"
Mayuri said.
"Oh no." Sherlock Holmes ' tone was calm, but his lips twitched slightly.
"Because of the question I asked?"
"Because of the question you asked."
"Oh."
Mayuri head.
"... Feel sorry."
Sherlock Holmes took a deep drag of his cigarette and then slowly exhaled.
"It's alright. We already know what we need to know."
Your question has likely touched on a topic that shouldn't be discussed.
"Even Trismegistus Hermes cannot perform the calculations."
Mayuri did not respond to him.
She simply shrugged and turned to walk towards the exit of the hall.
"If you can't get an answer, so be it. I'm used to it anyway."
Ritsuka Fujimaru watched Mayuri's retreating figure, wanting to say something, but in the end, she said nothing.
When I left the Atlas Institute, the Sphinx had already dispersed.
Leviathan was still dozing on the spot when it opened its eyes and yawned after sensing Mayuri's presence.
"Let's go. To see the Pharaoh."
The three of them mounted Leviathan again and flew towards the pyramids.
The second meeting with Ozymandias went much more smoothly than expected.
The Pharaoh did not make things difficult for them.
He didn't even say a few unnecessary words.
"You have defeated the Lion King."
He sat on his throne, his golden eyes looking down at the three people standing in the center of the hall.
"It seems you all do possess some skill."
"We want the Holy Grail," Ritsuka Fujimaru, getting straight to the point.
"I know."
Ozymandias rose from his throne, walked to the pillar, and pressed it.
The stone pillar cracked open, and the golden Holy Grail reappeared in his hand.
"Take it."
He threw the Holy Grail at Ritsuka Fujimaru.
Ritsuka Fujimaru caught it instinctively.
"Just like that... you gave it to us?"
"Pharaoh disdains lying." Ozymandias sat back on his throne.
"I am not the culprit behind this Singularity, and it is meaningless for the Holy Grail to remain in my hands."
"Take it if you want it."
He waved.
"Now, get out."
Ritsuka Fujimaru wanted to say something more, but Mayuri had already turned and walked away.
"Let's go. The matter is settled."
The three left the pyramid.
The sunlight shone on me again.
Mayuri stood at the entrance of the pyramid and glanced back at the golden building.
Her expression was somewhat subtle.
"What's wrong?" Mash noticed her gaze.
"Nothing."
Mayuri shook her head and turned to walk towards Leviathan.
But she muttered something to herself.
That's a bit of a pity.
When she first arrived at this Singularity, she discovered that she possessed a Noble Phantasm called [ Ten Plagues ].
Moreover, the type of artwork was specifically designed for Egypt pharaohs.
I was originally thinking of trying it on Ozymandias.
As a result, the opponent handed over the Holy Grail without even engaging in a fight.
There's no chance anymore.
"... never mind."
Mayuri rolled onto Leviathan's back and found a comfortable spot to lie down.
The Lion King solved the problem.
The Holy Grail has been obtained.
This Singularity is now considered cleared.
Class: Archer
Real name: Origami Tobiichi
Faction: Chaos & Self
Gender: Female
Height/Weight: 152cm / 46kg
Source: Date A Live
Attribute: Human/???
parameter
Strength: B
Durability: B+
Agility: A
Magic: EX
Luck: E
Noble Phantasm: EX
Class Skills
Magic Resistance (A+): Possesses extremely high magic resistance, capable of nullifying Magecraft below Rank A, while Magecraft above Rank A is only slightly affected.
Independent Action (EX)
retain skills
Demon King of Salvation (EX): Reverses the Demon King's power of the spirits, transforming the power of the Angel of Light into dark-attribute destructive energy. The floating cannons transform into jet-black wings, and the attacks are imbued with the concept of "despair," capable of corrupting the enemy's Spirit Origin.
Floating Cannons of Despair (A): The Demon King of Salvation's floating cannon can freely change forms, corresponding to the four attack modes in the original work: Pitch-Black Rain (area bombardment), Black Wing Teleportation (high-speed maneuvering), Dark Sword Tracking (multi-angle bombardment), and Demon King Artelif (strongest bombardment).
AST Tactical Analysis (B+): Combat experience from a former AST sergeant, enabling rapid analysis of enemy weaknesses.
Noble Phantasm
"Satan Artelif - The Artelif of the Demon King of Salvation "
Level: EX
Types: Against the Anti-Army / Against Anti-Fortress / Against Anti-World /Against Human Order
Range: 1~???
Maximum capture:???
Unleashing the full power of the Demon King of Salvation, he transformed the jet-black Kether atop his head into a colossal cannon muzzle, gathering and reversing Spirit Power to fire a beam of destruction.
The Artelif, with power far exceeding its normal state, can easily penetrate elven Astral Dress and city defenses.
[ Atheism ]
Grade: A+++
Type: Anti-God Noble Phantasm
It completely nullifies attacks and influences from gods, Divinity Servant, holy attribute Noble Phantasm or skills, including Divinity special attacks, faith buffs, holy barriers, etc.
Defense capabilities against attacks related to "humans," "artificial objects," and "technological weaponry" have significantly decreased.
[ Astral Dress - First Stage ( Inverse Form )]
Grade: A++
Type: To oneself
The jet-black, mourning-style Astral Dress, composed of dark particles, provides AA-grade Astral Dress defense and can automatically withstand conventional attacks.
[ Spacequake ]
Grade: A+++
Type: Anti-World Noble Phantasm
The spatial disaster caused by the overflow of Spirit Power when the spirits traveled from the Neighboring World to the real world resulted in spatial collapse, a large-scale shockwave, and the destruction of everything in the area.