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

Chapter 367 returns to the classic scene of me killing myself.
"Human love?"

Constantine nodded. "Based on the information we gathered about the singularity at the beginning, Charlemagne has always claimed to be the second greatest lover in the world, second only to the love of God (Agape). Historical records also show that he was a standard Christian, so human love is not difficult to understand."

"That's it."

"……what?"

When Old Tang saw Caesar and Da Vinci nodding as if they had instantly understood something, he suddenly felt extremely awkward. He felt like he had become the only clueless, uneducated bum among the elite members of the Salvation Team.

Caesar, speechless, offered a brief explanation: "Crus is a religion about love."

Leonardo da Vinci casually quoted a biblical passage:
“1 John 4:8, “Anyone who does not love does not know God, because God is love. 1 John 4:12, “No one has ever seen God, but if we love one another, he lives in us and his love is made complete in us. Romans 13:10, “Love does no harm to a neighbor, therefore love is the fulfillment of the law.”

"All indications suggest that love is one of the fundamental tenets of Christian doctrine, transcending worldly law and even touching upon the essence of God. Within the Christian community, this highest level of love is called divine love, or holy love (Agape)."

Caesar chimed in, "Charles the Great is said to be second only to the love of God, so it's not hard to understand the realm he wanted to achieve—it is clearly 'human love' that governs the world of countless people loving one another!"

Old Tang tried hard to suppress the urge to launch into a tirade, and muttered a couple of sentences with a pout:
"This massive religion is outrageous... Seriously, does this brainwashing of everyone constitute creating a world of mutual love?"

Da Vinci rested his forehead on his hand. "If we ignore the process, at least the goal was achieved, wasn't it?"

"Got it, forced thought control—if you dare not love someone, I'll unleash a divine voice to assimilate you into loving them to death!"

Caesar shook his head. It was obvious that this method was too crude; rather than being human love, it had gone to the extremes and gone to the opposite extreme...

"Throughout his life, Karl the Great spared no effort in promoting Christianity, and I admire his faith. But this time he has gone too far. Perhaps his initial wish was indeed to save the world, but his current actions have clearly deviated from humanity and caused irreversible distortion!"

As Caesar spoke, his gaze shifted to the researchers. "I heard that you made a breakthrough in your research on the 'Assimilation, Imitation, and Countermeasure of the Celestial Voice' system, relying on the human skin book of that Plerati? Is this thing truly the root cause of Emperor Karl's distortion?"

"Most likely yes."

Constantine said, "According to Astolfo, the emperor was not originally so extreme; he seems to have become so fanatical and radical after coming into contact with some external thing."

"Based on the existing intelligence, the probability of possessing the Holy Grail affecting one's mind is low. Therefore, the mental pollution most likely comes from the 'Human Skin Book,' which, combined with the Emperor's Catholic faith, gradually developed into that exaggerated 'Assimilation of the Heavenly Voice.' This also coincides with our research results and the testimony given by Prierati."

Constantine quickly retrieved several reports from the database. One of them concerned human skin.

Because of Nono's previous "profiling" results, after Shadow Border brought back a group of people, Plerati's human skin book quickly came into the view of several researchers.

According to the black magician's honest confession:

This strange book made of human skin didn't originally have a name, nor was it called the R'lyeh Text or the Book of the Annihilation City. It was only after hearing from Chaldea that a fictional work (the Kreece mythology) contained such a story that it was renamed with a rather wicked sense of humor.

Originally, Plerati planned to summon Beelzebub through alchemy or witchcraft to modify her body using demon materials, but she hadn't had time to start the experiment yet.

This version of the Human Skin Book only records a large number of theories covering various categories. In addition, with the recent formation of singularities and the appearance of Servants, she has gained a new understanding of how to transfer souls and achieve her own immortality after referring to the existence of Servants. As a result, her original research was delayed.

However, it turned out that Plelatti was a genius in magic. Leonardo da Vinci and others unearthed a large number of valuable records from the theoretical notes in the book, including the original mental pollution principle similar to the assimilation of heavenly voices, and the results were gratifying.

“I see,” Caesar nodded after reading the report, his grave expression softening slightly, though his tone still conveyed urgency.

"Now, based on the existing information, can we develop a new system to stop Emperor Karl from spiritually exploiting the Frankish people? We cannot allow Emiya to be left alone, so support is definitely necessary."

"But this Emperor Karl is far too dangerous. If he continues to strengthen himself, I seriously doubt whether the European continent will be sunk. If the historical correction power can't resolve this distortion, then things will be terrible. Now that we have sufficient data and research, it shouldn't be a problem to counter Emperor Karl's new Noble Phantasm in a short time, right?"

"this--"

Old Tang and the others looked at each other in bewilderment. Their boss's request was a classic case of "wanting both"... You just open your mouth and make a request, but you have no idea how difficult it is to achieve.

Now we have a more sophisticated system to counter the assimilation of the Heavenly Voices. We can be fearless in the face of brainwashing by the other party, give the existing combat forces a buff, and send them over to assist Emiya. How reliable is this method?

And now, the other side flipped the table on the spot—

And the table is already half overturned, the food is spilled, and you want us to come up with a way to push the whole table back up before it completely tipps over, in order to save the little soup and liquid left! Do you think we can stop time?

Just as Constantine and Leonardo da Vinci were also in a dilemma, a new signal suddenly came through to Shadow Border:

[Ahem, ahem!]

Constantine immediately looked up. "BB? Has something new happened on Emiya's side?"

No, no~

BB's tone sounded somewhat cheerful for some reason:

[Actually, just now, I forwarded your discussion and difficulties to the senior in real time. Although the senior is busy with battles, he said he has a small suggestion that might solve the director's pain point, and he hopes that BB will definitely provide it to you...]

"So Emiya also audited the meeting temporarily?" Constantine's eyes lit up. "What was his suggestion?"

He always felt that Emiya was someone with exceptional research talent, just like his brother. Even his brother would listen carefully to Emiya's advice. It was just a pity that Emiya wasn't a member of the Atlas Institute, and he could only barely follow in his brother's footsteps.

Old Tang's expression immediately relaxed. Hiss, the atmosphere just now was too heavy, making it difficult for him, a scoundrel, to speak. But if he didn't speak, he would seem like a scoundrel too... But now it's different!

"Then let's all listen to Brother Emiya! Don't misunderstand, I'm not targeting anyone. Let me tell you, none of you here have known Brother Emiya longer than I have! No one understands Emiya better than me, and his advice is absolutely pertinent and to the point!"

Nobody understands Emiya better than me!

Old Tang seemed to have finally found a topic to assert his presence, and he even raised his hand and made a gesture like a know-it-all.

"Oh my, oh my," Da Vinci easily understood Old Tang's peculiar thought process, clapped his hands in agreement, and then covered his face and laughed, "Then I really have to look forward to it."

"Hold on for a second! Let BB relay the message properly."

Caesar impatiently stopped their ridiculous performance, saying that was enough of the comparison and belittling. What if Emiya's suggestion wasn't so constructive? Wasn't this kind of flattery putting Emiya in a very difficult position?
He knew his demands were somewhat unreasonable. Even a professional research team, let alone Emiya, would find it difficult to provide a solution and complete its execution at an absurdly fast pace, before the Frankish populace was subjected to a complete spiritual sacrifice. However, Caesar had a premonition that once Charlemagne achieved the level of "human love"...or "human evil" he was trying to attain, similar phenomena would continuously manifest in the future.

This led Caesar to conclude that "stopping Charlemagne from becoming stronger" was more important than simply "dealing with the enemies in the singularity."

Okay, I'll say it then.

Have you ever considered continuing with your previous approach and using 'imitation' to block Karl the Great's advancement?

"You might as well put it more clearly."

[As you should know from previous intelligence, Charlemagne implemented a widespread "divine assimilation" process, which in reality involved using religious rituals to alter parts of prayers specifically to praise "the great Charlemagne," and so on.]

[By implanting loyalty to the Emperor into their faith through hypnosis, this brainwashing ritual ultimately targets the recipient, causing the entire population of the realm to obey the Emperor's commands.]

[This leads us to the conclusion that the underlying logic of all assimilated individuals is 'loyalty to Charlemagne.' If that's the case, why can't we also summon a Charlemagne?]

"Summon Charlemagne too!?" Caesar's heart skipped a beat.

Charlemagne, also known as Charles the Great, is the same person as Charlemagne (Charlemagne means "the Great").

Now that they already have Emperor Karl over there, and they're summoning Charlemagne here... they can seize the people's spiritual beliefs, interrupt the opponent's Noble Phantasms, and even disrupt and destroy the entire system!

Here it comes again, that familiar scent: fighting poison with poison, learning from the enemy's strengths to defeat them, magic against magic, using Charlemagne to counter Charlemagne—

But Leonardo da Vinci quickly poured cold water on this idea:
“This won’t work. You can’t independently summon someone with the same true name and the same spirit origin, right? Since Emperor Karl is there, we can’t summon the same Charlemagne. Even if it’s a younger version and an older version, they have to be very different from each other…”

[No, wait a minute. Let's broaden our thinking. Remember the legend of Charlemagne's twelve paladins? Let's imagine the adventures of paladins in medieval chivalric literature. What if Charlemagne had become more lively and cheerful, like the paladins?]

"...That doesn't make sense. In accounts like The Song of Roland, Charlemagne is always portrayed as a king, not a knight. Although he had experience commanding armies in battle, that's different from a knightly adventure—"

Da Vinci's eyes widened. "Fiction is not nonsense, and alteration is not fabrication!"

[This is the most basic 'secondary processing,' my friend! Infusing the paladin elements of chivalric literature into a serious and solemn king—as long as it's limited to a young Charlemagne—it might just be successful!]

[Roland, Charlemagne, Astolfo, Bradamante]
That's what they say, but Leonardo da Vinci still didn't think the success rate was very high.

"And even if it works, the spirit origin of a Servant with too much fictional content will be very unstable, and they will hardly be able to exert any power."

[Hehe, you guys just go ahead and do it, leave the rest to your reliable baby!]

Leonardo da Vinci shut his mouth and looked at the director, Caesar.

Caesar's attitude was one of complete acceptance: "Let's summon the new version of Charlemagne... By the way, summoning requires a catalyst, right? Where is our Astolfo?"

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The storm ravaged everything in the vast sea of ​​clouds, covering an exaggerated area of ​​hundreds of kilometers in radius, with dense purple thunder rumbling loudly.

Emiya manipulated Susanoo to unleash a black wave of sword energy.

The destructive death ray instantly blasted away a gigantic, golden arm that had descended from an altitude of thousands of kilometers. The arm resembled Emperor Karl's mobile fortress, yet it was entirely golden, like an illusory energy state.

The black light tore at its head, then shattered with a deafening roar!

From those fragmented pieces of light, Emiya saw the fluorescent colors of diamonds and a lithe figure.

"That's... Roland? Where's the Emperor?"

Emiya was puzzled. When did this kind of Servant become able to fight against him? Or was this the work of the Emperor Karl, who had been hiding away without making a sound?

"Haha, in accordance with the Emperor's will and blessed by the Archangel, I'll show you the world-renowned, peerless holy sword, the indestructible Durandal!"

A massive golden light formed once more, and Roland merged with the golden light, transforming into a super giant sword hundreds of kilometers long, piercing through the vast sea of ​​clouds and plummeting downwards!

"drink!"

Emiya charged forward, the divine sword light slashing upwards against the current, forcefully splitting the towering giant sword in two, and even blowing away thousands of kilometers of clouds that had formed a typhoon zone!

However, when the golden light shattered, it generated countless smaller Durandals, which surrounded him from all directions.

"?"

Emiya looked up again and saw that beyond the dense array of golden holy swords, the clouds he had blown away earlier remained intact, and the storm was still howling. If it weren't for the change in the enemy, he would almost have thought that time had rewound to a previous moment.

He felt the absurdity and disbelief of the scene. Could it be that this scene was not reality but an illusion?

"But I was clearly not brainwashed by them?"

[No, senior! The opponent is continuously absorbing over twenty million units of faith, and his own rank is still rising. Although his power is still relatively crude, he is already able to interfere with the surrounding real world with pure spirit!]

BB reminded her.

"So, the other party has already managed to blur the lines between the illusion constructed by the mind and reality?"

Emiya thought to himself, "This is too far-fetched. Could it be that the other side is really going to turn into some kind of human evil, or rather, a beast?"
[Don't worry, senior, just hang in there a little longer! Shadow Border will be able to summon new help soon!]

"I hope that method really works! Otherwise, with over 20 million units piled up, the other side can wear me down!"

[Wow! Listen, senior! We can hear the voice of Astolfo's eagle below. Help is on its way!]

(End of this chapter)