Magical User Aozaki Aoko Case Files Chapter 121

“Hmm… observing the projection on the Earth environment model, then using the Heroic Spirit Summoning System for spirit particle transfer to achieve time travel?” Keneth pondered seriously, seemingly having understood the Chaldea group’s ‘justification’ to some extent.

“Exactly,” El-Melloi II said, “However, all of this was made possible by a device called the Spiritron Computing Machine.”

“Hmph, I’ve heard this rumor. It’s a prototype successfully tested at the Atlas Institute recently. So, Marisbury got his hands on it?”

“Precisely!” El-Melloi II boasted, “However, Chaldea’s ultimate success would only be realized with the assistance of the Archisborud family!”

“Are you saying that everything the Chaldea organization achieves in the future is based on Archisborud’s leadership and coordination?” Keneth asked in an unwavering tone.

“Yes, it’s all thanks to…” El-Melloi II continued to ramble, trying to bridge the distance between himself and Keneth.

“Alright, I understand. You’re lying, aren’t you?”

Keneth interrupted El-Melloi II in a cold tone.

“I have no connection with the Atlas Institute, or rather, I dislike those fanatical individuals,” Keneth said to himself. “Moreover, my own research path in magical computing machines is completely different from the Atlas Institute’s, or rather, it’s the opposite.”

“Therefore, I have nothing to do with the so-called Chaldea spirit theory or the Heroic Spirit Summoning System, and it’s impossible for me to research any Earth environment models.”

“I know what kind of person Marisbury is. Although he appears gentle and polite, he would absolutely not share the Animusphere’s Grand Order leadership with an outsider like me, especially when I couldn’t provide him with technical assistance.”

“In conclusion, the fact that you are from the future might be true, but the claim that my future self and the Archisborud family became one of Chaldea’s leaders is probably a fabrication you concocted to win me over as your ally, isn’t it, Waver Velvet?”

Keneth’s words and detailed analysis undoubtedly put El-Melloi II in a bind, and what shocked him the most was the name Keneth called out…

“Huh? Keneth-sensei, why are you calling me? I don’t know much about the people from the Astronomical Department?” Waver, sitting next to Keneth, asked in confusion.

“Hmph, you idiot, I wasn’t calling you!” Keneth looked at his student beside him, his eyes filled with disdain. “Look closely at that long-haired middle-aged man across from us. Don’t you think he looks familiar?”

Although Waver was a little annoyed by being inexplicably scolded, he still obediently followed Keneth’s advice and scrutinized the long-haired, red trench-coat-wearing middle-aged magus from head to toe.

But what puzzled Waver was that the more closely he observed this person, the more uncomfortable he felt.

This wasn’t because the man’s gaze was unfriendly, nor was it because the aura of a corporate drone around him was particularly obvious, but because… in some ways, he was too similar to himself, as if he were a mirror reflecting his own characteristics.

No way…

Waver already had some suspicions in his mind, but he subconsciously refused to voice the answer.

“He is you, Waver,” Keneth stated definitively. “Or rather, he is one of your possibilities, or a Waver Velvet from a different position on the timeline in a parallel world.”

Upon hearing this, El-Melloi II’s brow furrowed even deeper, while the King of Conquerors stroked his scruffy chin with a “I’ve got the scoop!” expression.

Waver, on the other hand, was stunned, while Mash and Fujimaru Ritsuka on the other side were extremely surprised.

“Mr. II, although we’ve performed so many spirit particle transfers, this is indeed the first time a Servant has encountered their original self…” Fujimaru Ritsuka placed her hand on her chest, looking at El-Melloi II with lingering fear.

“So, Mr. II was like this when he was young?” Mash looked at the stunned Waver with some curiosity. “It’s completely different from what I imagined. I thought he would be a more composed type… right?”

Among the group, only Karna remained calm, standing faithfully beside Keneth, constantly vigilant for any potential danger.

“From what you’ve said before, I’ve somewhat understood a fact,” Keneth said, looking down at the three members of Chaldea. “Although it’s time travel achieved through spirit particle transfer, I’m afraid your original world and this one are not on the same timeline.”

“Firstly, Marisbury is already dead in your timeline, and even that magus rookie over there doesn’t know him,” Keneth continued. “Secondly, you said Marisbury participated in the Holy Grail War in 2004, which is different from him participating in the Holy Grail War now. And in the current magus world, time travel is categorized under the Second Magic.”

“All of this corroborates that my conjecture is correct.” Keneth El-Melloi Archisborud reached his conclusion.

El-Melloi II’s mind was a mess at this moment. When he first arrived at this singularity, he had confidently declared that he had a complete and reasonable plan, but now it seemed his “Clairvoyance” had not worked at all. Something was definitely very wrong with this singularity…

“I advise you to tell me the truth,” Keneth said coldly. “Your two Servants are no match for my Lancer, let alone my foolish student’s Rider. I don’t mind making you sober up a bit…”

Just as the atmosphere between the two sides took a sharp turn for the worse, becoming somewhat ominous, a dazzling bluish-white light illuminated the night sky.

“Earthlight Starbow!”

Aoko’s loud and clear voice echoed through the night sky, followed by a massive number of interconnected, stacked, rotating, and expanding magic circles filling the sky. Infinite magic power transformed into pure scorching and impact, shooting towards the nine fleshy pillars covered with grotesque eyeballs on the mountainside.

This was the ultimate magic bullet without any special abilities, its essence being pure destruction. It was the “physical attack” among the many magics in this world. Even the return of the Age of Gods, possessing sufficient mass, could not withstand this attack.

To put it simply, the quantity and quality of the Age of Gods’ return could only immunize against the “effects” of magic, but not against this simple “result.”

Even Lugh Beowulf, a pure Phantasmal Beast, would probably only end up being forcibly killed and returned to the Sea of Stars when facing Aoko’s current torrent of magic bullets.

Because ultimately, when facing modern weapons, Lugh Beowulf could only transform into a physically robust creature to defend. And if the equivalent was large enough, it would still be sufficient to harm Phantasmal Beasts with high mystery.

Everyone watched in stunned silence as Aoko, with this single strike, melted away most of Mount Enzou (Ryuudou Temple was on the other side), and the nine fleshy pillars also vanished in the light.

“S-Senpai, if the Demon God Pillars are destroyed, then what about the Holy Grail??” Mash Kyrielight suddenly remembered the most crucial matter. If the behind-the-scenes boss of the singularity was annihilated along with the Holy Grail he possessed, then what would happen to this singularity?