Debts

The next second, a deafening roar shook the entire Chaldea. The immense power nearly destroyed the building. Bai Mo steadied the two of them, took a step forward, and those who had been electrocuted seemed to die instantly. Chaldea then stabilized.

"In the summoning room."

Bai Mo immediately locked onto the location, because the energy issue was not stable. After all, Chaldea mainly drew energy from that huge Fantasy Tree, so the summoning system had also changed its method.

But this kind of large-scale vibration just doesn't seem right.

The group quickly arrived at the location, and then a familiar figure appeared before them.

"Huh?"

Ritsuka looked at Ivan the Terrible in front of her, her eyes full of confusion.

Why you?

"This is no longer a place of fantasy, but it's not Pan-Human History either. If we can't communicate with the location of the Heroic Spirit here, then it couldn't be anyone else but me, right?"

The Terrible Emperor's words were very calm, and then Ritsuka somewhat frantic.

"Are you kidding me! I put in so much material, and now I can't bring it back? Can't we use another Servant to handle logistics? Hassan of the Hundred Faces would be fine too!"

We're in dire need of livestreamers!

The Terrible Emperor's eyes were not visible, but his confusion was palpable.

Ignoring Ritsuka, who was squatting dejectedly in the corner, he turned his gaze to the window and stared at the melting snow world, seemingly stunned.

"Outsiders..."

"Um?"

"I am extremely grateful."

Terrible Emperor spoke to Bai Mo with utmost solemnity, for this was a future he had never dared to imagine.

So, what are you planning to do next?

"My kingdom has vanished, and I acknowledge my defeat; I am now merely the Servant of that girl over there. This monster of mine can no longer appear in this land, or it will cause a considerable crisis."

Moreover, I no longer possess that power; I can only be considered a relatively powerful Servant.

The Terrible Emperor's words were very calm, Bai Mo could also sense that the Ivan the Terrible in front of him indeed had no Magnetic Field Power, and even the Fantasy Tree Body in his body had disappeared completely.

Is this good news or bad news? If the Terrible Emperor has lost his power, then... where did that power go? Or rather, what did that Alaya Consciousness do with it?

Bai Mo examined the Alaya Consciousness Medal in his hand with a deep, melancholy gaze.

"Well, your arrival will be of some help, after all, you know this country best."

Bai Mo and Ivan the Terrible discussed the current situation. The biggest problem at present is how to get the powerful subordinates to willingly handle grassroots work outside the city.

After all, this place lacks the high technology of the Martial God Era. While the population isn't small, there isn't a single field, and magical beasts roam the wilderness. It's necessary to mobilize those who possess power.

However, Bai Mo couldn't stay here for long. Although Anastasia had V, she herself was still someone who could be killed with a single bullet, and those powerful figures might not be convinced.

Not all strong individuals are like those Church members, who can be sent to explore new lands or even jump into a fire pit without batting an eye at Bai Mo's mere word.

"I see, that's simple."

Ivan the Terrible spoke calmly, eliciting puzzled expressions from the crowd who were eager to hear his profound insights. At the same time, an invitation arrived, accompanied by Anastasia's voice.

"There's a banquet tomorrow night. We need to use this opportunity to subdue all the nobles and power holders, so I hope you can dance, Master."

At the same time, Ivan the Terrible slowly spoke:

"Outsider, simply marry that ruler. In this way, those powerful figures and others will naturally become completely loyal to you as their Servant."

Atalanta looked at Ivan the Terrible with skewed eyes, like a gladiator preparing to step into the arena and fight to the death with the enemy who had defiled his wife.

Bai Mo was also stunned. He seemed to have heard a ringing in his ears just now, and he hadn't heard Terrible Emperor's words at all.

Is it because he absorbed the Fantasy Tree? Bai Wunan had previously suggested that he let his body recover slowly. This time, risking his life had many benefits, which is why Bai Mo was still here.

He didn't notice that the space around his ears seemed to be distorted.

Just as Bai Mo was about to ask more questions, a piece of the Chaldea ceiling suddenly loosened and smashed directly onto the Terrible Emperor's head. This small piece of ceiling actually knocked the guy unconscious.

"I'm sorry, there seemed to be some unexpected issues during the process. Hopefully, it won't happen again."

The next second, Arcueid suddenly appeared behind the Terrible Emperor and tossed him into the Servant's room like trash.

"Could a ceiling knock out Servant of this level?"

"The ceiling I Marble Phantasm with the power of 990,000 horsepower—isn't it reasonable for it to be a bit heavy?"

Arcueid smiled and said to Bai Mo, and before Bai Mo could speak, she continued:

"Speaking of which, you still owe me a movie in Uruk, right? I've found a theater here, hope you'll be there on time tomorrow!"

After saying that, Arcueid left with a captivating smile and then happily departed.

"Oh, right, we had a hunting agreement, didn't we? There are still quite a few magical beasts and even giants to hunt here. You won't go back on your word, will you? See you tomorrow."

Atalanta also walked up to Bai Mo's side; Arcueid's appearance brought her a great sense of crisis.

"Um, does it have to be tomorrow?"

Anastasia, Arcueid, Atalanta spoke in unison.

"Tomorrow!"

This was a battlefield without gunfire. Arcueid and Atalanta left, and Anastasia seemed to be busy as well. Ritsuka nudged Shiro with Bai Mo, amused expression.

"Brother Bai, what are we going to do?"

"Hmm? What can we do? We can only cancel the afternoon's training session, since we already agreed to it."

Ritsuka:?

"You mean? You're planning to handle all three of them simultaneously tomorrow? Or are you just going to postpone the afternoon session?"

"After watching the movie, we'll go to the banquet, and after the banquet, we'll go to the wilderness with Atalanta. Anyway, whether it's monsters or giants, we always act at night, right?"

Listening to Bai Mo's calm words, Ritsuka was honestly somewhat impressed by him.