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

Chapter 361 The Inner World App ~ Urging Heaven

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At the end of the meeting, Caesar finally approved the plan to "learn from the enemy's strengths to defeat the enemy."

Anyway, this isn't the first time Chaldea has copied enemy technology. Didn't they reference some of Ashiya Dōman's technology before?
Although Chaldea later modified and refined its technology based on the information from the Secret Party and the Snake Clan, the other party was definitely the one who ended up being the sucker when it came to design direction.

Technical issues have always been like this. The best way to avoid such piracy and counterfeiting is to keep it to yourself and not use it. Otherwise, you are destined to be copied by them.

Human reasoning, or rather, the entire history of humankind, can certainly be seen as a large market, but it cannot be monopolized by demons or aliens. Any means they employ will face the risk of being targeted and deliberately competed against by Chaldea or other rivals.

After the meeting, the "industry experts" in Chaldea who were mainly responsible for technology development immediately began to study the survey data obtained by Emiya and select a replication plan. Constantine and Da Vinci... even BB, surprisingly joined in with a sly smile on his face.

Hopefully, with BB's involvement, this important plan won't end up being too sinister.

Emiya ultimately did not participate in the group's technical discussions; he didn't need to be involved in everything. He simply took some time to inquire about Nuwa's recent situation and Old Tang's work.

According to Nuwa, she still hasn't let go of the demon god Floros, and seems determined to figure out the principles behind this intelligence-gathering life form. Besides that, the two busy people chatted for a while, but under the intense scrutiny of onlookers, they ultimately didn't dare to engage in overly intimate verbal interactions in public.

He then asked Old Tang, who had been pulled away by Caesar to maintain the Hidden Ones platform. After all, this job could only be done by someone familiar with the Thought Plate, and Old Tang had to step in when Nuwa wasn't doing it.

Since the Hidden Ones indicated that the Lostbelt was under great pressure to survive, Old Tang's task was supposed to be maintenance, but in reality, he also took on a bunch of new feature development work... Most of the work was done by Nuwa, or only partially completed.

When Emiya contacted him remotely, Old Tang looked miserable and complained incessantly. He poured out his grievances to Emiya, saying that the heavens were really unfair. He had finally become rich and powerful, but how come he still couldn't escape the fate of being a wage earner?

Emiya said helplessly, "We have limited manpower. Didn't we recruit you into Chaldea to help out? It's the end of the world now. Even if you want to relax, you can't surf the internet or watch short videos."

Besides, Tang, you've been living a carefree life for quite a few years now, haven't you? You've had a pretty comfortable time these past five years, haven't you? Think back to those days when you were holed up in an American slum as a bounty hunter. Those intermittent days of getting money must have been tough, right?
If it weren't for meeting Nuwa and our subsequent rise to wealth, we'd still be living a miserable life. So, consider it a gesture of gratitude and grit your teeth and get to work; Caesar will definitely not shortchange you on your wages...

After the conversation, Emiya was still busy. Although the replica version of the Assimilation of the Heavenly Voice was still in the planning stage and he didn't need to participate, he could go with Nono and the other girls and Servants to investigate another secret of Charlemagne's Paladin Army.

The secret to crushing an enemy force ten times larger on the battlefield.

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Toledo.

Castile is the capital of the Kingdom of Castile and also the battlefield of the Iberian League, formed by the kingdoms of Portugal, Castile, Aragon, and others, and the Holy Knights Army.

If this battle is lost, then the fall of Castile will only be a matter of time, and the Paladin army can sweep all the way to Africa in the southwest.

"Tch, that's really awful."

Jeanne Alter looked at him with French disdain, "Despite having a tenfold numerical advantage in the army, we were completely overrun by the enemy and sent straight back to our home base."

"What? Does our Black Saintess think 'I could do it too'?"

Although Black Mary was a teammate, she was just as good at speaking sarcastically. "You should take a closer look at whether the paladin army on the other side can be considered human before you speak."

"I've already finished watching it! Hmph, a bunch of weaklings who've been mentally reformed."

After observing for a long time, Black Jeanne and Black Mary did manage to figure out some things.

Previously, Black Mary had arrived at the battlefield afterward and discovered that the Paladin Army did not leave behind any corpses. This time, they closely observed the battlefield and finally discovered the secret—the soldiers of the army who had been transformed under Charlemagne's assimilation and influence would disappear into azure light particles after they fell in battle.

This strange blue light seemed undetectable to ordinary people, and given the paladin army's minimal casualties, if they weren't closely monitored, the fallen soldiers would simply disappear into the pile of corpses.

“Don’t you think it looks similar?” Black Mary said. “The scene of those soldiers turning into blue light particles and disappearing is just like the scene of the Heroic Spirits.”

Jeanne Alter still felt bored.

"It doesn't even reach the level of a Heroic Spirit, not even a fictional one. It has no class skills or a true name worth mentioning. It would shatter if it encountered a real one. The only thing it has to offer is its physical attributes, which are used to bully ordinary people. At most, it can be considered a 'Heroic Spirit Soldier'!"

Heroic Spirits.

Black Mary nodded. Joan of Arc, as a warrior with experience leading troops in battle, described it quite aptly.

These paladin soldiers did not reach the level of "heroic spirit servants" who were generals, so they could only be considered "heroic spirit soldiers," soldiers commanded by those paladin heroic spirits.

The ingenuity of this lies in the fact that Charlemagne's troops were mainly composed of heavy cavalry and heavy infantry, and all their heroic soldiers were concealed inside thick armor, making it impossible to see their faces and physical condition.

So the opposing allied forces have yet to realize the true nature of these paladin soldiers.

...Well, their feelings must have been one of utter despair. The resurrection of Charlemagne and the paladins in this era was already unbelievable enough, but the arrival of another incomparably valiant army didn't seem so hard to accept.

“Let’s go. We can’t just stand by and watch. According to the intelligence from the meeting, Charlemagne will definitely use churches and faith to further implement the assimilation of divine voices and expand his huge and dangerous system during the expansion process.”

"This could very well strengthen Charlemagne's power, and as a result, our disadvantage will only grow."

Jeanne Alter, looking utterly bored, hoisted the black-patterned flag onto her shoulder. "I know, I know! These allied forces are lucky; we're going to launch a counterattack starting today!"

A fierce fire flashed in her eyes, “—Roar! My wrath! (La Grondement Du Haine)”

A powerful flame of vengeance, strong enough to roast entire rows of heroic soldiers into skewers, shot up from beneath the ground.

Almost simultaneously, a vast white light flashed in the distance, and icy white flames instantly swept across the battlefield.

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Erii, in her "Uesugi Kenshin" form, is incredibly fierce in battle, a veritable battlefield reaper.

The black and white hair of the Uesugi elder sister, Kagetora Nagao, was as fierce as a Tyrannosaurus Rex. She wielded her treasured sword, Shiranui, with long, flowing light that resembled flowing water or the rising sun, unleashing divine fire with both freezing and high-temperature properties towards the rising enemy ranks.

Emiya, who was watching from the sidelines, was very familiar with that kind of flame. Although it was essentially the divine power of Bishamonten, it was very similar to the "Nine Infants" he carried on the Dragon Slayer Platform, clearly indicating that it was also a Noble Phantasm with a similar effect. "This girl is really amazing," he exclaimed.

"So what's your impression? Is she the only one who's powerful?" Nono casually dispatched a few heroic spirits who came forward, then gestured towards Erii's direction with her chin. "This is also a great opportunity to get closer to her. The way that child is behaving now is to prove to you that she has grown a lot in the past few years."

"..." Emiya thought to himself, "Are we going to settle our emotional problems on the battlefield? Isn't that a bit too disrespectful to our opponent?"

—Well, with their combined strength, they certainly don't need to take these weakling enemies seriously.

"Speaking of which, we still need to investigate the process and principles behind Charlemagne's organization of those armies of spirit soldiers, including how those spirit soldiers were created—were they puppets created out of thin air or produced using living people as experimental subjects..."

Nono waved her hand, "Leave this to me. With my observation skills, I'm sure I won't miss any details. Besides, other groups are helping out, so you don't need to worry too much."

Emiya scratched his head. Indeed, the girls had already split into groups and gone off to do their own thing: Jeanne Alter and Mary Alter in one group, Nono and Erii in another, Minamoto no Yorimitsu and Natsumi in another, and Mashu and Shuten-dōji in the last. The rest stayed behind at Shadow Border.

As for Astolfo, as a paladin, he was originally on the opposite battlefield; his random attacks only caused more trouble.

So Emiya and Nono separated again. Nono found another group to team up with, while Emiya headed towards Erii. But halfway there, BB suddenly popped up from her communicator.

"Senior, senior! The sample is finished!" BB exclaimed excitedly, her smile bright and cheerful.

But that expression... in Emiya's eyes, it was a clear sign of "something's up."

"Weren't you still working on a replication plan for that thing? You've already made progress?"

"Hmph, BB is a high-level AI, its efficiency is incomparable to that of ordinary humans! There's another reason, BB chose to directly copy Charlemagne's method from the very beginning to create a simplified version of the technique, in order to verify its technical feasibility. The more complex and systematic parts will be left to Leonardo da Vinci and Constantine for collaborative research..."

Emiya listened to BB's whining and boasting for a while before realizing that the AI ​​had first made a pirated, counterfeit sample and then slipped out.

"And then what? Where's your so-called trial version? I didn't see you bringing the finished product anywhere!"

"Don't rush, senior! Ta-da! Ta-da!"

BB, floating in mid-air, snapped his fingers. "A custom version specially made for my senior, the 'Extreme 0 System'—Link Start!"

"Urge...what?"

Emiya finally received the finished product from BB, not a physical object, but a virtual interface that unfolded before his eyes. He instantly understood; it was just like the access-type mental technique used by the Hidden Ones, which could be easily operated using eye movements and thoughts.

As he studied the thing according to BB's beginner's guide, he strolled leisurely across the battlefield. All the swords and blades that the surrounding heroic soldiers slashed at him were blocked by the invisible armor, and then bounced away by the illusory giant shadow of the armor, smashing into a pile of flesh.

Emiya opened it and was immediately greeted by a pink, girly interface that instantly cured his low blood pressure, even though he was a grown man.

Then came the detailed official launch screen, which was surprisingly a seductive and suggestive BB selfie, with a huge, prominent title that made one's head spin:
【The Otherworld App ~ Urging Heaven】

"Baby, what's wrong with you?"

Emiya stared expressionlessly at the annoying AI that had somehow somehow crawled into the phone screen. "I need an explanation." He felt that if this software continued to be opened, he would be completely censored.

"Senior, senior, don't rush, you haven't finished reading the introduction yet!"

Emiya nodded down again.

[Cui〇 APP Introduction: This software aims to help seniors enjoy a harmonious and loving life in Chaldea, while also striving to strengthen the cohesion of the Chaldea organization, ensuring that seniors can enjoy comprehensive happiness and care anytime, anywhere from partners, lovers, adoptive mothers, senior students, junior students, secretaries, assistants, maids, pets, mounts, Servants...]

"?"

Emiya gripped his phone screen. "Translate this for me. What does 'happiness and care' mean? And 'all-round'?"

"That happiness and wellness concern... it's about sexual happiness. Senior, are you sexually happy?"

"My surname is Emiya."

"Hey, hey, hey, puns get you penalized, senior!"

BB pouted, her voice tinged with a hint of grievance coming from the screen, "Since you don't seem to appreciate it at all, then BB will just give a really boring, serious explanation—"

"Senior, you've already had close contact with the Heavenly Voice Assimilation, haven't you? That thing is essentially everyone receiving Charlemagne's spiritual infusion and completing the tuning, causing their will to begin to converge with Charlemagne's, and thus they can be completely commanded or manipulated by Charlemagne. This app is also a replica of the same concept!"

"Because it's a replica, the development was very fast. That's why we sent it to you for a trial right away... Senior, think about it, isn't this just hypnosis? Designate a group of people and demand that they all obey you. See, the amusement park's plan is a complete success!"

Emiya, with his eyes half-closed, finished learning how to use the app in its simple, intuitive way, and then decisively selected an object:
"BB, I'll hypnotize you to immediately defeat the Demon King and the aliens, resolve all the human crisis, and then develop the complete set of mature technologies needed for deep space development, leading human civilization into the interstellar age!"

"Senior! This is a 'promoting sex' app, not a magic wish-granting machine!" the AI ​​loudly complained on the phone screen.

"Oh, then you're useless."

“Senior, I…” BB retorted, “Shouldn’t you at least choose the right person to do what they can?”

“Alright,” Emiya thought for a moment, “How about I ask Erii?”

Half a minute later, Erii, who was unleashing a furious barrage of fire on the battlefield, was suddenly stopped halfway through her fight and came to Emiya's side. "What is it?"

Emiya finished hypnotizing Erii through the app in just a moment, and then... began to observe her strange behavior, staring at each other with wide eyes.

Erii blinked and asked again, "What is it?"

Seeing that Erii remained unchanged, Emiya couldn't help but cast his suspicious gaze back at BB on the screen.

BB squatted down and sighed, "Senior! Is it possible that Erii-san doesn't need hypnosis, that she is just... whatever you tell her to do, she will do?"

(End of this chapter)