Lord El-Melloi II quickly processed this information in his mind.
To acquire a physical body and remain in the mortal world.
It's already pretty outrageous.
But at least it's not the worst outcome.
For example, the other party wants to destroy the world or something.
Furthermore, her second wish is to help her Master reclaim the land. This can be considered a mutually beneficial relationship between Master Servant, which is not uncommon in the Holy Grail War.
Overall...
They're not the type who can't be communicated with.
Lord El-Melloi II breathed a slight sigh of relief.
"Miss Origami, thank you for your answer."
He bowed slightly.
"According to our Clock Tower's investigation, the number of Servant appearing in this Holy Grail War has exceeded the limit of the False Holy Grail."
"Oh?"
"In other words, it's highly likely that a hidden force is using the guise of Fake Holy Grail to secretly wage another real Holy Grail War."
Origami's eyes narrowed slightly.
Behind-the-scenes forces?
True Holy Grail War?
She really didn't know that.
However, upon closer reflection, the number of Servant in this Holy Grail War is indeed abnormal. Moreover, all sorts of strange and monstrous characters are appearing one after another.
"Furthermore, several Servant have already been eliminated, so the true arrival of the Holy Grail may not be far off."
Lord El-Melloi II paused for a moment.
"Neither my students nor I have any intention of being your enemy or vying for the Holy Grail."
This statement is very straightforward.
He made it clear: We are not your enemies, please don't kill us.
Origami looked at him, a slight smile playing on her lips.
"Okay, okay, I understand."
Her voice still had that lazy tone.
"So you mean you want me to go easy on you, right?"
Lord El-Melloi II did not deny it.
"As long as you follow the rules, I won't kill your students."
"Grateful."
Lord El-Melloi II bowed again.
"Then, if I may ask another question, Ms. Origami, what are your thoughts on the other participants in this Holy Grail War?"
"Other participants?"
Origami thought for a moment.
"None of them are very good."
"..."
Lord El-Melloi II's lips twitched.
That's such a blunt answer.
"Caster is dead. Archer is dead. Rider is dead."
I counted the Origami on my fingers.
"Lancer is dead too. Berserker is nowhere to be found. And Caster François, I don't know where he's hiding either."
"Oh right, and Sajyou Manaka too."
Origami frowned slightly when the name was mentioned.
"That woman is a bit troublesome."
" Sajyou Manaka..."
Root Princess.
The existence of a suspected Root.
In the world of Magecraft, anything related to the Root is bound to cause enormous trouble.
"And it seems she knows a lot of things she shouldn't know."
Origami added a sentence.
"Like my real identity or something."
"Your true identity..."
Lord El-Melloi II hesitated for a moment.
"Regarding that name ' Satan '..."
"Who's Satan?"
Origami's tone suddenly turned somewhat dissatisfied.
My name is Origami Tobiichi. I'm not called Satan.
According to information Flat in his previous investigation, the other party was indeed very sensitive to the term " Satan ".
Lord El-Melloi II secretly rejoiced that he had done his homework beforehand.
"I'm sorry, Ms. Origami."
"Um."
Origami leaned back against the sofa.
The atmosphere was silent for a few seconds.
Then Flat couldn't hold back any longer.
He has never been one to keep quiet.
"Hey! Origami -san!"
"Um?"
Origami looked at him.
How exactly does your Atheism work?
Based on my analysis of the battle traces, that ability should be a conceptual negation of attacks containing Divinity concepts at the moment of contact.
But what is the mechanism by which this denial occurs? Is it by stripping the concept of Divinity from the attack, or by directly erasing the existence of the attack as a whole?
If it's a stripping process, where does the remaining part go? If it's an erasure process, what are the criteria for determining erasure?
"..."
Origami looked at him.
"..."
Lord El-Melloi II looked at his students.
"..."
Gray looked at Flat.
Flat was completely oblivious to the change in the atmosphere around him, still looking at the Origami with excitement.
"And another thing! Are those black light bullets fired by your Lightwing based on the same principle?"
Where does the light bullet's ammunition come from? Is it transformed from the light wings themselves, or is there another source of magic?
If it's a conversion, what is the conversion rate?
" Flat."
Lord El-Melloi II's voice was low.
"Ah?"
"Shut up."
"But Master..."
"Shut up."
Flat finally noticed that his master's expression was not good.
He shrank his neck and shut his mouth.
But her eyes still sparkled as she looked at the Origami.
Origami looked at Flat, and the corners of her mouth curved slightly.
This kid is interesting.
Your question is good.
Flat's eyes lit up even more.
But I won't tell you.
"..."
Flat's spirits instantly wilted, like an eggplant struck by frost.
Lord El-Melloi II sighed inwardly.
"Miss Origami, we apologize for disturbing your rest. We'll take our leave now."
He stood up and bowed slightly.
Thank you for taking the time to host us.
"Um."
Origami waved.
"Let's go, let's go."
Lord El-Melloi II turned and walked towards the stairs.
Flat followed behind, glancing back at the Origami every few steps, his expression as if he were looking at an unsolvable math problem.
Gray followed at the very back, without saying a word the entire time.
Her eyes, hidden beneath her hood, were constantly observing the Origami.
To be precise, it's about observing the unseen wings of light behind the Origami.
Although the wings of light were retracted, she could still sense the magic contained within them. Vast, profound, and...
That's strange.
That magic was unlike any Servant magic she had ever seen.
It doesn't resemble Heroic Spirit, a god, or even a demon.
It was something she couldn't categorize at all.
Gray withdrew her gaze and followed Lord El-Melloi II and Flat downstairs.
The three walked out of the commercial building.
The sunlight outside was blinding.
Flat took a deep breath.
"Master, we succeeded! She didn't kill us!"
"... That's because she didn't want to kill us, not because your terrible idea was so brilliant."
There was a hint of weariness in Lord El-Melloi II's voice.
"But she said she wouldn't lay a hand on us as long as we followed the rules. That's already the best possible outcome."
"Right, right! I knew that silver-haired Satan lady didn't seem like an unreasonable person!"
"Don't call her Satan. She said she doesn't like that name."
"Okay, okay, Origami -sensei, Origami- sensei."
Flat chuckled twice.
Then his expression suddenly became serious.
"Master, have you noticed?"
"What?"
She said she met you during the Fourth Holy Grail War, but not in this timeline.
"... I've noticed."
Lord El-Melloi II pushed up glasses that weren't actually there.
What does this tell us?
This indicates that this Servant has participated in multiple Holy Grail War in different parallel worlds.
She has met " Waver Velvet" from many different timelines.
She's seen far too much.
A being who has seen countless parallel worlds, yet participates in this Holy Grail War only to "obtain a physical body and enjoy modern life"?
This reason...
Is that the truth?
Lord El-Melloi II was unaware of this.
He only knows one thing.
They will absolutely not participate in any actions targeting that Origami girl tonight.
Maintain distance.
Live on.
This is the wisest choice.
"Let's go back."
Lord El-Melloi II quickened his pace.
"There's still a lot of preparation work to be done."
"Okay."
The three disappeared at the end of the street.
Top floor of a commercial building.
Origami switched back to the cartoon channel.
She leaned back on the sofa, her feet propped up on the coffee table, a bamboo skewer of grilled meat dangling from her mouth.
An anime about True Magic girls is playing on TV.