The worst match
At the shop entrance, a beam of light dissipated, Altrouge Brunestud emerged from the coffee shop. This was to be expected; since there was no Magnetic Field Power, there was no need to bring her along.
Moreover, in this world, although most of the True Ancestor have perished, the Dead Apostle, who possess mid-to-low-level combat power, still exist. These beings, who cannot survive without blood, have completely lost their restraint. Although they will likely be eliminated by the Church in the end, they will certainly unleash countless bloody storms before that happens.
Therefore, someone is needed to restrain and control them.
With a long sigh, a smile appeared on Altrouge Brunestud's face. The magic in her hands quietly began to circulate, slowly constructing a magic circle—the same magic circle in the first room where the cat summoned Artoria.
"Magecraft that can transcend two worlds... How interesting. It seems to be summoned through a link, hehe."
Her fingers gently touched the surface, but the smile on Altrouge Brunestud's face never faded.
Inside the coffee shop, Bai Mo and two others sat on the sofa, looking at Arc, the Neco-Arc had a pair of reflective eyes that seemed to come from nowhere, and a subtle smile appeared on its face.
"So, folks, are you really going to get rid of us? This thing is quite complicated, and besides, the old man only crammed it in here to save space, so it doesn't count as part of this coffee shop."
Originally intended as a reward for the third door, but now that the leader of the cats has been defeated, there's no pay, and we won't continue working for our former boss."
Hearing Neco-Arc's words, Ciel grabbed Neco-Arc by the back of the head and said, "No! That thing is far too dangerous! Mr. Bai Mo, you haven't forgotten what these guys just did, have you!"
"To say something like that now, Ciel, you were clearly also looking forward to that... quack!"
With a forceful pull, Ciel cracked Neco-Arc's skull in pain.
On the other side, Arcueid, sitting next to Bai Mo, also said with some disapproval, "I don't want to do that kind of thing either. If I don't run into Bai Mo or anything, that would be terrible."
Bai Mo sighed softly and said, "Don't worry, I won't do anything that would affect this world."
That being said, Bai Mo's tone revealed a strong interest in the time machine. Ciel frowned, while Arcueid, as if assured, leaned on Bai Mo's shoulder and said:
"That puts my mind at ease. I'll do whatever you say then."
Ciel still objected, saying, "Isn't this going too far? And changing the past... you know about the butterfly effect..."
"No way, Ciel, it's two to one now. So, boss, where do you want to go? Just tell me quietly." Neco-Arc produced a glass of red wine from somewhere, looking like a successful businessman who had just closed a big deal.
"May 3, 2005, morning." Bai Mo slowly announced the time, and when she heard it, Ciel froze. Her face was full of disbelief, and her throat felt as if it were blocked by a piece of iron. She wanted to say something but couldn't make a sound.
Just then, Neco-Arc leaped up as if injected with adrenaline and exclaimed, "Great job, boss! Now let's get started!"
"Who told you to act now? Take us back to find Zelretch first. I don't trust you." Bai Mo said coldly, but Neco-Arc seemed not to hear him at all, revealing a smile.
"Hehehe, once you've chosen an option, there's no going back! Accept the ban ending and enter 'Please Help Me, Ms. Ciel's Classroom'!"
"What nonsense are you talking about! I've never set up anything like that!" Ciel's cheeks flushed red, and her heart raced.
The cat, like a mutated crawling zombie from a movie, transformed into a beam of light and rushed straight to the counter.
"Don't even think about it!" Bai Mo waved his hand, and Feng Ji rushed straight at Neco-Arc. But at this critical moment, Neco-Arc pulled out two thumb-sized bottle containers from somewhere and inserted them into the grooves of the time machine.
An extremely terrifying force surged forth, seemingly distorting space itself, and two mechanical voices could be heard emanating from the eerie machine.
"Cat, Time machine, Worst match!"
"Didn't that thing just say it was the worst combination?!" Ciel exclaimed, while Arcueid looked delighted. Since Bai Mo was right beside her, she was quite interested in this unexpected and interesting development.
Having accomplished all this, Neco-Arc, looking every bit the victor, smiled and said, "Of course, after all, think about it, a time machine is definitely a very complex instrument. A creature like a cat, who would press every single button, certainly can't touch it."
But it was too late! You're invincible during your transformation!
The machine behind them emitted intense energy, causing pipes to burst and groan. Then, a blinding light appeared, and everyone felt as if they were being plunged into a deep-sea whirlpool.
As the light faded, Bai Mo rubbed his head and looked at the nearly broken machine, saying, "So this thing was disposable? I'll definitely have to throw those cats into the sea later..."
Then, he patted Arcueid, who was hugging him tightly. Arcueid opened her eyes, looked relieved when she saw Bai Mo, and then lay back down as if she was going to take another nap.
"Get up quickly, we need to find out what's going on outside."
"I'm fine anywhere with you. I don't want to move. How about you carry me out?" Arcueid didn't want to let go at all. Bai Mo sighed deeply and pretended to carry her on his shoulder. Then the big cat nimbly slid down, looking very unhappy.
Ciel was already standing at the door, taking a deep breath, her hand on the doorknob, as if she dared not press it.
"What's wrong? Things are already like this, stop being so fussy."
Bai Mo walked to her side. Upon hearing his words, Ciel's body trembled slightly, and she said:
"Was it... done for me?"
Bai Mo's tone remained calm as he said:
"Not entirely, but having witnessed those memories, it's understandable to feel regret. If it were before, then regret would be the only option, but since such a thing exists, we have to try it no matter what."
"It would be such a pity if those beautiful things were just illusions. Don't worry, with the Illusory Demon Art, nothing unexpected should happen."
Bai Mo was pondering the situation. Killing Roa was probably impossible, but could he save everyone in this disaster using the Illusory Demon Art? It would likely be difficult, but he would only know once he tried. Even if he could only save one person, he had to give it a shot.
This is a fact that the Church will conceal, not a catastrophe written into human history, and there may be considerable room for manipulation.
If you don't know, that's fine. But since you do know and have a solution, you should definitely give it a try.
Just as Bai Mo was about to push open the door, he suddenly felt the person in front of him hug him tightly. Warm tears soaked through his clothes, mixed with a trembling voice:
"You... you're really reckless. But... thank you so much."
The once strong-willed Executor couldn't help but shed tears, as if she were no longer the Ciel who remained unmoved even when facing the True Ancestor, but an ordinary girl living in the France suburbs.
She looked up at the person before her, her cheeks flushed, and tears of joy streamed down her face as she sincerely said:
"It's so good to have met you."