The final singularity, the ultimate war, truly presented before everyone’s eyes!
The truth of King Solomon igniting human history, the result of the burning of humanity, Doctor Roman’s true identity... and even the reasons and consequences of Naless restarting the world.
Everything will be exposed after this battle!
[It’s starting, it’s starting! Now let’s see how that bastard Mage King Solomon gets beaten by Naless!]
[Hehe, if heaven wants to destroy him, it must first make him crazy. Solomon is too arrogant, which gives Naless the chance to defeat him!]
[So, how do you counter that energy beam equivalent to millions of King Arthurs going all out?]
[Well, it’s indeed impossible to counter. There’s no such terrifying energy on the entire Earth! It’s enough to directly penetrate and even explode the Earth!]
...
Tamamo no Mae perked up, her gaze fixed on the screen: "In the final battle, I just want to see who is stronger, that Mage King or !"
As a human-level evil, she was not the least bit intimidated by him.
With all nine tails gathered, wielding the power of the sun, she possessed a power that could be called world-destroying.
If she hadn’t been uninterested in truly destroying the world and had been guarding the Tree of Empty Dreams, she wouldn’t have waited until being defeated by Naless.
"Don’t think about it..."
rlin hesitated to speak.
In front of that heinous Mage King who ignited human history, a re fox spirit was completely insignificant.
Just look at your previous performance; if you had shown a bit of spirit, you wouldn’t have been labeled as the "most useless human evil."
You’re on par with that useless goddess.
Tamamo no Mae glanced at her sideways: "So, you’ve been disguised as ri to tease that otaku doctor. What’s his true identity?"
"You’ll find out soon."
rlin casually replied.
She swung her little feet, a teasing smile on her face, and without hesitation sent out a ssage.
In the video released by [Alaya].
Any bullet screen sent by any Servant in the world would be simultaneously highlighted and bolded.
Of course, you could choose a certain identity.
For example, Naless could choose identities like Red A, Fujimaru Ritsuka, or Kintoki Muramasa to speak.
As all the audience watched, a bullet screen appeared on the screen—
[Magic☆ri: I’m a once-in-a-millennium super idol! Thanks to Brother Roman for the top donation support, ri will always cheer for you, mwah~]
Tamamo-no-Mae stared at him with a strange expression. "You really can’t help but court death, can you? Aren’t you afraid he’ll turn into the Demon God King and lock you up in a dark room for so... re-education?"
This guy was practically dancing on a volcano.
He clearly knew the other’s identity, yet he kept finding new ways to push his luck.
Once the truth ca out, that kind, honest, and gentle doctor would absolutely lose it.
Never underestimate a good-natured person.
Because when they snap, they’re the most terrifying of all.
"Heh, I don’t care. After all, rlin is just a virtual idol—a re tool I casually created."
rlin grinned brightly. "I only took on the guise of a virtual idol to keep him stable, so he wouldn’t break too soon."
That guy, even though he was just an ordinary human now, was still pushing himself to the limit, working himself to the bone.
His spirit was stretched taut like a thread, ready to snap at any mont.
So, she had deliberately crafted this virtual idol, giving him just the tiniest bit of emotional support.
And when the truth was finally revealed, watching his expression crumble from hope to despair—ah, it would send her soaring with delight!
"Hmph, even as a child of a Nightmare, I have to say—disgusting."
rlin watched the doctor on the screen with pure glee. "Now, let’s see the look on his face when his identity is fully exposed, and his peaceful everyday life is torn to shreds!"
"You..."
Tamamo-no-Mae had nothing to say.
This idiot had already been forcibly drowned in femininity by Naless—clearly as payback for Romani Archaman.
And yet, here he was, still courting death so brazenly.
Well, whatever. It wasn’t her problem.
Tamamo-no-Mae was also looking forward to seeing this trashy Nightmare get dragged off by Naless and the King of Mages, subjected to so re-education, and left with a thoroughly broken expression.
Ah, she couldn’t wait!
The Final Singularity had officially begun.
On the screen—
A flashback to the prologue from the very start of the video.
Fuyuki City, engulfed in endless flas, just after the Holy Grail War had ended.
The first Director and the Servant he had summoned, Solomon, were having a conversation.
Marisbury had participated in the Holy Grail War for one wish—the vast funds needed to build Chaldea.
After his victory—
The first Director asked, "Though the past cannot be changed, the future can still be rewritten. Or... do you wish for a physical body, to begin a second life?"
At his question—
The stoic, doll-like King Solomon suddenly seed a little more human.
Then, the scene abruptly shifted.
From the blazing fires of the Holy Grail War, it returned to Chaldea.
The cara focused on the doctor, slumped over his desk, fast asleep.
A Chaldea staff mber asked, "Doctor, are you asleep?"
At the question—
He jolted awake, flustered. "Ah—sorry! My apologies, everyone! I can’t believe I dozed off at a ti like this!"
"Don’t worry, Doctor. Everything’s proceeding smoothly. We’ll make contact with the Final Singularity in about four hours," the staff mber reassured him.
"Four hours, huh... Everyone, take this ti for so final rest. Eat a good al, take a nap, leave so records—do whatever you need."
Romani Archaman stood up, forcing a smile as he addressed the staff.
One by one, the staff mbers left their posts, preparing for the final stretch.
The doctor remained alone in the command room.
He sighed softly, "It’s been ten years since I ca to Chaldea, yet it doesn’t feel real at all."
At that mont.
A small white creature hopped onto the desk, staring at him.
Dr. Roman smiled, "Fou, you’re here too. Before the Master arrived, you only showed yourself to Mash. What made you change your principles?"
He reached out to touch the creature but stopped midway.
With an apologetic tone, he said, "Sorry, I originally thought you were like rlin—viewing humans rely as food but having no real interest in them."
"Fou... fou (I like humans very much. Are you really okay with this?)"
The white creature’s large, watery eyes fixed on him.
"Hmm, I still can’t understand what you’re saying. Maybe I could have in the past. But I can probably guess—you might be asking, ’Are you really okay with this?’"
Dr. Roman grew increasingly helpless. "Even [Magical☆ri] got angry at , telling to stop keeping secrets. But how can I explain it when even I don’t understand?"
"Even if I confessed and said I just wanted to protect humanity, it would sound ridiculous, wouldn’t it?"
As he spoke, he grew more distressed, pressing his hands against his temples.
He seed utterly lost and deeply uneasy.
Fou stared at him intently: "Fou... fou (But now you’re Chaldea’s commander.)"
"Ah, becoming the head of the dical departnt at just 22? Of course, it’s because I put in the sa effort as any ordinary person."
Dr. Roman glanced around. "Thinking about it carefully, over the past ten years, I’ve done nothing but study and research."
Ten years like a single day.
Ever since that day when he vaguely foresaw the end of humanity, an inexplicable fear had driven him relentlessly.
He hadn’t dared to stop for even a mont.
For a decade, he had worked frantically, doing everything within his power.
"Once this battle is over, my unease will disappear, and I’ll finally be free to use my ti as I wish."
Dr. Roman smiled. "I can watch ri’s streams whenever I want, hide in my room eating cake, and live like an ordinary person."
"As long as we defeat that guy, there’ll be no more fighting. How wonderful~"
His eyes were filled with longing and desire.
A yearning for freedom, for ordinariness, for normalcy.
As if his entire life had been spent striving to return to the mundane.
Just then.
Fou suddenly leaped onto the keyboard, its soft pink paws tapping lightly.
Dr. Roman leaned in to look. "So you’re worried about the Master? Regarding Solomon’s true identity... well, we can refer to Kingu."
"Whether the Solomon who appeared in London is a fake or not, as long as he’s the King of Mages, humanity’s end could be imminent..."
Dr. Roman stared at the data on the screen displaying the Demon God Pillars, his expression full of concern.
Right now, he was just an ordinary person—any single Demon God Pillar could easily kill him.
"I used to be utterly pessimistic, but now I’ve discovered a flaw in that Solomon."
Dr. Roman fixed his gaze on the image of King Solomon on the screen. "It’s his only flaw... and yet it fills with fear."
"Not fear about whether we can seize the chance for victory. But fear about what I’ll truly think when the mont cos."
That was the sole weakness in his existence.
Only he could grasp it.
As long as...
The conversation between Dr. Roman and Fou left the audience increasingly shocked and bewildered—
[Damn, did King Solomon and the first Director win the Holy Grail War and then wish to beco human?]
[That’s highly possible! The Holy Grail can reconstruct a physical body for a Servant equivalent to a spiritual entity, allowing them to live a second life as Dr. Roman!]
[But here’s the question—if Dr. Roman really is King Solomon, why does he want to defeat himself?]
[Uh, is it like Jeanne Alter and Jeanne, where they just have to fight themselves?]
[So, does the overwhelmingly powerful King Solomon actually have a fatal weakness?]
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