The infinite sword system has been mastered, and you say this is the dragon clan?

Chapter 291 Equipment Department: I heard that Atlas Academy is recruiting otakus?
"destiny……"

Emiya understood that the word BB said implied the meaning of "constant".

This is exactly in line with the characteristics of the fixed band of quantum records. Things in the fixed band will not change no matter what happens. Even if you try to change them, they will be forcibly returned to their original state, just like the end of fate.

"But BB, where did you gather this information? The Black King never seems to have displayed the ability to judge fate."

"Huh? Senior, didn't you notice?"

The AI ​​girl giggled evilly.

The sound of their conversation carried freely into the empty, deserted area around them. After all, the wonderland of Avalon was a land of pure peace. Pink petals of flowers covered the plains like a vibrant, immortal decoration. Occasionally, a gentle breeze blew, blowing Baby's long purple hair around her and accentuating the rich fabric of her white uniform.

"Senior, 'Destiny' is right beside you!" BB pointedly reminded him, poking Emiya's waist with his finger.

"Beside me—" Emiya looked at BB standing next to him, wondering if this AI woman was just bragging. But after seeing the flicker in BB's eyes, he suddenly realized that this girl was deliberately misleading him—

"I see, you mean Slude, right?"

Emiya didn't take the bait, realizing in time that BB was referring to the Servant Valkyrie, the three goddesses of fate stitched together within her spiritual base.

Specifically, the blonde Valkyrie Slud sews up Urd, who interferes with the past, the pink-haired Hilde represents Verdante, who symbolizes the present, and finally the black-haired Ortlinde represents Shikoti, who is involved in the future.

Obviously, the super-degraded version of the Electronic Holy Grail War that the Medical Association originally created is far from enough to bring down top-level divinity like the Three Goddesses of Norn.

Therefore, the only one who could replicate such a high-level power to interfere with fate, timeline, and other events in reality was the will of the Black King who took the initiative to descend and distort the Holy Grail War.

From this perspective, the Alterego transformations of the three Valkyries may have been a factor in the Black King separating out any ability he may have to interfere with fate.

The fact that BB was able to extract and organize the "torrent of destiny" or the information of the quantum recording fixed tape from the residual data of the light body also indirectly confirmed this point. The Black King himself was also like the convergence point of the torrent of destiny.

"Speaking of which, Senior, it seems that Valkyrie Slude has made up her mind to follow us. Are you just going to keep her around?"

BB asked, tilting his head slightly.

After the YAMAL incident was completely over, Slud was originally going to leave and dissipate, but Emiya signed a contract with it, allowing it to remain in the world after the Holy Grail War.

"I haven't made any plans yet. Let Slude learn some knowledge about human society first. We'll have to make other plans later."

In Emiya's opinion, Valkyrie Slude was an ideal candidate for his development of a trusted faction, that is, within the contract system. Slude herself, as a high-ranking Servant with the power of the Goddess of Fate, was also quite capable.

The ability to interfere with the past can produce amazing results in many auxiliary scenarios.

"I do have a suggestion," BB said to Emiya. "Since Senior wants to recruit her, why not have her join under a completely new identity? Otherwise, revealing her identity as an ancient Valkyrie without a trace of concealment... would be too obvious."

After all, once the Valkyrie appears, she will be like a high-power incandescent lamp shining brightly throughout the entire venue, madly attracting Odin's attention and arousing his vigilance.

"The identity of a Valkyrie... That's right. We can't keep doing this, exposing everything out in the open. It's too passive."

Emiya immediately thought about how to deal with the next human disaster that was sweeping the world, and he would definitely have to involve an organization called Chaldea.

For him, whether it was a Type-Moon world or not was no longer important. He only needed to trust the intelligence that was available to him and analyze the current situation. For example, in the YAMAL incident, the person who was hosting Odin obtained important experimental data.

Judging from BB's analysis, "tree", "light body", "universe", "destiny" and so on are in line with the settings in FGO. He is generally more and more certain that Odin is planning to create the alien planet Chaldeas.

If the Chaldea Agency was really built, then Chaldeas must have been in operation. Once that thing starts running, it cannot be stopped. Debit in FGO once realized the truth in advance and tried to shoot to force the old director of Chaldea to stop Chaldeas, but the old director committed suicide on his own initiative.

Emiya didn't want to gamble. If Chaldea really did appear, who could be Odin's host? Could it be the director? Or someone else? And who could be lurking within and triggering the human incineration? He couldn't just assume it was a certain technician, right?
Instead of waiting for the incident to explode and the insider to expose himself, it is better to take the initiative to plan and control the situation within an ideal range.

Therefore, he also planned to sow discord within Chaldea, which was also one of his purposes in cultivating his direct subordinates. Isn't it just planting a mole inside? Who can't do that?
If you bury me, I will bury me too, and then Chaldea will be turned into a big winery.

Whoever dares to plan to detonate the bomb in the control room when the spirit particle is transferred, and then secretly dismantle it in advance, will directly blow himself up!
...If Slude can adapt well to human society, and if she, essentially a Servant, can successfully disguise herself as a human, she'd be a very good candidate for an investigator. She could interfere with the past, and even top detectives wouldn't be able to stop her.

"BB, you're right. Slude should find a new identity. Since she can't be an ancient Valkyrie, why not let her transform into a 'modern Valkyrie'?"

"A modern Valkyrie?" BB rarely failed to keep up with Emiya's rhythm.

"Well, I've already thought of a name: Ophelia Farmsolone. BB, there shouldn't be anyone with the same name, right?"

"Oh, according to the name database that BB-kun searched, there doesn't seem to be such a person."

"That's good."

As for the identity issue, he could ask the Clock Tower to arrange an extra spot so that Slude could just go through the motions and get an academic status.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

The "human burning murderer" that Emiya was worried about was still on a hill, looking into the distance. There was an ancient city with a long history, the "holy city" of Christianity, Jerusalem.

Goetia's gaze seemed to penetrate three thousand years of time, and she saw the historical story of the past owner of this body - King Solomon, who built large-scale projects here, listened to the sounds of heaven, and built the temple.

This legendary King Solomon was said to have been inspired by God in a dream. Faced with various rewards provided by God, Solomon chose "wisdom". Since then, in the stories about Solomon that have been passed down, his image has often been known for his wisdom and sagacity.

Solomon was also a master of mysticism. It is rumored that some of the content in the "Key of Solomon" was written by Solomon himself. He could drive the seventy-two demons from hell and make them exert their powerful strength for his own use.

Goetia knew clearly that the seemingly all-powerful supernatural powers of Solomon in real history were based on the premise that this body was a nearly perfect descendant of the Black King.

In history, Solomon was a perfect and awakened descendant who surpassed Star Maria and was able to enslave dozens of pure-blooded dragons. Therefore, he was mistakenly believed by the ancients at that time to be a demon god who controlled hell.

This uncanny manipulation ability reminded Goetia of Word Spirit Sequence 001, the "Emperor." This wasn't the severely incomplete Word Spirits recreated by those human hybrids, but an "Emperor" who could truly recreate the ruling power of the Black King's bloodline.

If Solomon could perfectly recreate the complete "Emperor", then when the dragons saw Solomon it would be like seeing the real Black Supreme, and they would instinctively obey.

Presumably... the Solomon Temple Order of that Holy Church discovered Solomon's secret, granting those Templar Knights the same special ability to "ride dragons." ...However, it's time for humans to end their days of riding on dragons so readily.

Goetia raised her hands, the nine rings on her fingers gleaming golden in the scorching sun. "...The time for awakening has arrived."

It's time for the dragons raised by the Templars to break free from those knights and awaken.

It is time to reclaim the ancient names, until one day, the names of the seventy-two demon gods will once again spread and resound throughout human history.

This is the will that he, Goetia of the General Bureau, decided to carry out.

"Yo, so, are you finally going to take action?"

Lu Mingze's illusory figure was talking in the distance. Compared to Goetia's Middle Eastern-style clothing, the little devil was wearing a cool and casual outfit, beach shoes, and a glass of champagne in his hand, looking like a holiday traveler.

Because he is not here, but there.

What appears before our eyes is just a shadow cast by distant time and space.

Just as Su Enxi said before, Lu Mingze went back to Shenzhou to travel. As for whether he visited his brother during this trip, only he himself knew.

"...Yes," Goetia said, finally making up her mind. "I observed the entire YAMAL incident."

"Oh?" Lu Mingze asked with interest, "Then you have seen the burning world tree like Emiya and the Supreme Destruction Flame, right?"

"Yes, the power that brings the end of the world..."

Goetia pondered, the fire that destroyed the world might be exactly what he needed to emulate. Before a new world could be created, the old one must be destroyed first.

Goetia knew the true nature of this world better than even Emiya, who had just digested the information. He also understood that without the Black King and support from the world itself, the energy required to reshape it would be immense.

How can one fully collect this terrifying heat? The only way is to burn everything on the surface and collect it.

When God commanded the angels to blow the trumpet of destruction, the earth would be mercilessly burned by flames. And what he, Goetia, was planning was to recreate the great deeds of the biblical God in destroying and creating the world.

"...You seem to have a well-thought-out plan in mind." Lu Mingze's lips curled up. Although he acknowledged Goetia's status as his servant, he was actually too weak to interfere with him. Instead, he was intent on promoting Goetia's personality.

He looked at Goetia's gradually revealed will and nodded secretly. In this way, the layout was completed.

Lu Mingze's figure gradually faded, but at the last moment, as if he suddenly remembered something, he casually asked, "Goetia, what do you want?"

"……world."

Goetia's lips moved as he recalled the development of the YAMAL incident that he had been following closely, the Star Maria experimental subjects that Vincent had copied and cloned, and the humble humans who had been slaughtered in large numbers... Looking at himself carefully, he actually developed some unprecedented strange emotions towards this short and low intelligent life.

"Ah, what I seek is a world without death."

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"Old Tang!?"

After picking up BB, Emiya began his journey back to Shenzhou. However, what he never expected was that after getting off the plane, there was a man wearing large sunglasses, big shorts, and prominent eyebrows waiting for him.

Although Norton looked like Old Tang, Emiya was certain that this person was not Dragon King Norton. This was because he exuded a sense of humor and vitality.

How should I put it? It's like a big kid who was forced to be imprisoned in a prison with no dead ends for several months and finally couldn't help but come out and wander around... No, to be precise, it's just like a gray dog ​​panting with its tongue out.

"Hey! Brother Emiya, it's been such a long time since we last met, and you look down on me, Old Tang, the first time you see me... Isn't that right?"

"...Oh, I'm really sorry... No, that's not how you look down on others!"

Emiya scratched his head sheepishly. Old Tang's eager tone, coupled with the chorus of Shenzhou dialect echoing from the surrounding square, made him feel as if he were in another world.

Because Emiya suddenly found himself in Shenzhou after defeating Odin and Leviathan, and then went to Tokyo to participate in the Holy Grail War. After all this commotion, he turned to the YAMAL in the Arctic to participate in the incident to save the world.

It hasn't even been a year since all this commotion.

I don't know whether to say time passes quickly or slowly.

Old Tang standing nearby seemed not to notice anything and sighed. His eyes rolled around from under his sunglasses, glancing at the dazzling beauties among the crowd. He walked with a swagger, looking very excited!

Walk out with vigor and vitality, as if you are in another world!
"Speaking of which, Old Tang," Emiya lowered his voice, "aren't you...living in the same body with Norton? Why did you come out, or did he go back?"

Emiya had met Norton last time, but they didn't have much chance to communicate. He was a little confused about how Norton and Old Tang got along.

"Oh, this is such a fuss."

Old Tang frowned and thought for a moment before speaking, "...That guy (Norton) and his brother are stuck in that shabby lab all day. Even if I'm allowed to switch identities and go out for a while every day, there's not even a ghost in the entire Atlas Institute! It's so boring..."

"After much persuasion, he finally agreed to let me take charge of the trip and complete a task he couldn't handle!"

Old Tang felt a bit guilty when he said this. He hadn't thought about work since he got out. He had been playing in Shenzhou for more than half a month, so it was such a coincidence that he came to greet Emiya.

"What errand?" Emiya asked curiously.

"Recruit people for the Atlas Academy. That guy specifically wants alchemists with good alchemy skills, skilled in weapon making, and who can accept living underground for the rest of their lives!"

Old Tang was a little depressed. Where could he find such a weirdo?

(End of this chapter)