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

Chapter 412 Our Chaldea's future is utterly ruined!

"Hmm? Sleeping so soundly? Hehe."

"Gently knock on your sleeping soul and slowly open your eyes~"

In the infirmary, a purple-haired figure sang a seemingly melodious tune in a strange tone.

At the same time, he raised the heavy hammer with one hand and held it above his head.

"what!"

Nero, who had been in a deep sleep, opened his eyes in a daze and saw a gleaming, dark 80-type hammer swaying in front of his bed. Startled, he instantly jumped out of bed, his eyes wide open.

Then she used too much force, and with a push of her feet, she jumped into the air!
Wow! His physical abilities suddenly became incredibly high. Nero was so astonished that he barely had time to react, watching helplessly as his head rose higher and higher, almost hitting the ceiling.

boom.

Emiya reached out to stop Nero from launching himself forward, and looked at BB, who had conjured a giant hammer to scare people, "Couldn't you have woken her up in a gentler way? Everyone sleeping here is a patient."

"Hmm? Senior, that's not quite right. What kind of patient has the physical strength of a Tyrannosaurus Rex? With her current strength, she could smash through the ceiling of Shadow Border with her head without getting hurt, right?"

BB held the pointer and pointed at the energetic and spirited girl.

Nero covered his head. "What are you talking about...? Why is my body like this...?"

After she finished speaking, she subconsciously looked down and almost couldn't see her toes.

It's gotten bigger!?
Nero shifted slightly, her suddenly fuller figure making her feel a little uncomfortable. She remembered that she and Emiya had previously defeated that evil woman (Beast). Could it be that after that voluptuous wicked woman was blown to pieces, she had taken her place?
No, she didn't want that kind of thing to happen! She didn't want it to become a real calamity!
"Hmph, so you've finally come to your senses, you fool. You're still so confused and clueless about the current situation. How comfortable you are."

"Hey?"

A girl had appeared beside the hospital bed at some point. Nero glanced at her and saw a girl wearing a red dress with red eyes and a cold demeanor that said "keep away." Wasn't this just like her younger self?
Even the girl's red scales, tail, and other dragon-like features were more prominent than when he was younger. The enlarged Nero, on the other hand, lacked these features.

Moreover, the girl's complex gaze held a hint of arrogance and gritted teeth, coupled with an inexplicable sense of intimacy... Could she be the calamity beast defeated by Emiya?

Nero stood there stunned for a full two seconds, then suddenly pointed at the other person, accusing him, "You're Draco! You monster, you've come back to life!?"

Overwhelmed with excitement, she clenched her fists. Although she didn't know why the monster and she had switched sizes, and the monster seemed weak and harmless, it still had a criminal record and showed no signs of changing its nature. Since she had been reborn and gained new power, she felt it was necessary to lend a hand...

"Don't make any rash moves! Tell me honestly, what exactly is your purpose in sneaking in here now?"

"Ugh!" Unexpectedly, after Nero spoke, the petite-looking Draco actually curled up in pain and couldn't move.

It was as if Nero's words were some golden rule that could not be violated.

Draco, still kneeling, managed to speak with difficulty, "Do whatever you want! I don't know... I lost almost all my strength after my resurrection."

Nero was surprised, unable to understand how this guy could actually be bound and obeyed by just a few words from him. "Pretending, trying to deceive me—"

"Hmph, even if I knew, I wouldn't say a word!"

"Hey! You annoying guy!"

"Alright, Nero, don't worry too much. She can't be a demon now."

Emiya said, "The calamity beast from the last battle is indeed dead. Her rebirth is purely due to the residual power of the beast. Human is now your familiar, and in fact, most of her power is 'controlled' by you, because you are the main body."

Real beasts are actually not easy to kill.

In the original FGO storyline, Goetia, who was the final boss of the first part, was defeated but did not die. Instead, he continued to be active in the Lostbelt universe in the second part, jumping around between Lostbelts.

Among the enemies Emiya is currently facing, Emperor Karl is an incomplete, harmless 'human love' nascent form; he even disappeared after admitting defeat and committing suicide.

However, Draco had no intention of committing suicide. One could say that her very existence stemmed from Nero's desire to refuse death as he approached the end of his life. Draco even evolved into her Beast form at the very last moment before being killed by Emiya, greatly enhancing her immortality.

"Don't worry, she'll be fine. Your words are 1000% reliable!"

BB chuckled and patted her chest to assure him, then gave Draco, who was now tiny, a meaningful look.

In fact, after her and Emiya's research, the real reason why this beast was not completely eliminated was that it was bound to Nero.

The Nero who was originally a little girl was a part that had separated from the Beast. If Nero didn't die, Draco—or rather, the Beast's power—would reappear.

Draco's initial considerations were likely aimed at creating some kind of backup plan. After all, Nero, stigmatized as the 'Beast of Calamity,' was destined to be unwelcome in the Roman kingdoms. But she was unexpectedly taken in by Emiya, and the many wonderful experiences she encountered, along with her inspiring artistic ideals, led Nero to betray her allegiance.

Even more surprisingly, Draco was ultimately defeated, and without her powers, she was no longer the main character. By a twist of fate, Nero "took over" and became the main character.

In short, Emiya couldn't possibly defeat Nero just to defeat the Beast. However, if they didn't, the danger posed by the Beast was obvious, and the entire Chaldea couldn't be so careless as to relax just because Nero had been chosen as the leader.

However, as long as we don't lose our way, there are always more solutions than problems.

With Miss BB, an evil and ruthless capitalist AI, by her side, she can use a thousand ways to both eliminate the danger of the beasts and make them shine and serve the great Chaldea.

Of course, Emiya wouldn't dare to give BB any more authority to run wild, because the consequences of this AI messing around were estimated to be no less than if the beast itself were released to run amok.

Therefore, after handling it in the safest way, Draco was ultimately only allowed to retain a small part of his Beast larvae's Spirit Origin. All his other unique powers, Nega abilities, and even the Golden Cup were cut off from his Spirit Origin, and ownership was directly transferred to Nero, the main body.

In this way, Draco became an empty shell of a Beast larva, while Nero was a super Roman with luxurious performance configuration but no Beast-class spirit origin reaction.

When the Spirit Origin was being interfered with in the ward, Emiya watched the whole process, while BB, unusually, actively contributed to making the matter happen.

Emiya didn't believe that BB, who never acted without self-interest and always planned ahead, would suddenly be so kind as to help Nero solve her problem. When he tentatively inquired, BB only gave a vague and incomplete answer:
"Did you notice, senior? Individuals separating from the main body rebelling... This phenomenon happens quite often, hehe, BB is just trying to avoid this possibility~"

Upon hearing this, Emiya immediately understood the double entendre. BB, are you planning to create your own Alterego, so you're starting to research it in advance to better control the Alteregos? Then be careful, your "children" will hate you to the core in the future.

"Is she my familiar... my Servant?"

Having experienced the Holy Grail War in Rome, Nero had gained knowledge of various spells and phenomena, and she believed that Draco was a Servant who had been resummoned.

“That’s one way to understand it, but the essence is different,” Emiya said.

In reality, Draco is Nero herself, only the beast form is special and requires such restraint and containment. This means that when Draco needs to unleash her power, she also needs Nero's approval as the main body; when she doesn't need it, she is Nero's permanent follower, comparable to returning to the era of slavery with no personal freedom.

...Oh, ancient Rome was a society where slavery was prevalent. Now that Draco is in Chaldea, he can personally experience the treatment of the lower class in his hometown.

Hello! Nero!

A red figure darted over with a laugh, and Nero blinked. It was Elizabeth, strutting with energy like a pop idol, her tail swishing as she came to visit him...

"Oh, Nero, you've grown so much in just a few days! I wonder if your vocal skills have declined? If Pope Ruoan recovers, she'll definitely invite me and you to a grand post-war victory music banquet..."

Elizabeth chattered on and on before realizing she'd been a bit out of line in front of Emiya. "Oh, and His Majesty the Sword Emperor... should I call him Mr. Emiya now? I didn't expect you to come from such an interesting place as Chaldea! I heard they welcome Servants like us, even Amor joined, so I should be fine too, right?"

"No problem, no problem, but with your straightforward attitude, what exactly are you interested in?"

Emiya expressed his doubt.

"Oh my, that's it! KiraKira~ I heard that your Chaldea journey spans across different eras, right?"

Elizabeth's eyes sparkled as she grabbed Emiya's shoulders and shook him:

"So I thought to myself, even if I stayed in Rome, I wouldn't be able to stay for long before I had to go back to my seat. Why not go with you all! My path to becoming an idol is still a very long one. Once I'm in Chaldea, I can become your signature musical idol and tour all eras and all the heroes of history, singing to my heart's content!"

What do you think?

Elizabeth was almost singing as she spoke, and her words deeply moved Nero. Yes, this was the art of singing she was pursuing! To let songs resonate throughout every era!

Emiya felt a chill run down his spine.

With talents like you all, Chaldea's future is absolutely bright!
"Elizabeth! Now that we've come this far, why don't we practice our singing and improvise a few lines to liven up the atmosphere in the ward!" Nero was already starting to speak without thinking.

"Stop it! The infirmary needs to be quiet. If you want to sing, go outside on the deck!" Emiya waved his hand.

“Alright, whatever you say,” Nero said, still in high spirits, and headed outside. “But—we have a private karaoke room, Elizabeth, you’ll definitely be satisfied!”

"Oh, what's that? What's that?"

"Haha, of course it's the magnificent and breathtaking Golden Theater!" Nero laughed. In fact, it was the Golden Theater, which originally belonged to Draco's Realm Marble.

Emiya watched them leave from afar. Draco, bound to Nero, could only follow along. As another Nero, Draco naturally knew what his singing talent was all about.

Her expression before she left was one of utter despair.

It turns out that being locked in his own theater, listening to two guys with negative skill levels sing loudly, is the real torture inflicted on a beast.

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.

"Hmph, I smell it! That beast's scent! Come and fight me!"

Emiya tidied up the still-warm bedding where Nero had lain, when he saw a Meryuchina dart in through the other door.

"Stupid dragon, you're too late. They're inside their own protective barrier now, you won't be able to find them."

"Ah ba ah ba..."

Meliuchina felt like she was being choked. She felt that she hadn't had enough fun fighting the Great Red Dragon before. She had finally found a worthy opponent, but she was tasked with a mission assigned by Emiya—to provoke the Great Red Dragon from afar, lure it into the asteroid's direct impact range.

"More importantly..." Emiya tidied himself up, preparing to leave the room, "Is Pope Joan alright? You were in charge of moving her around the battlefield, weren't you?"

In order to mobilize the faith, Ruoan summoned the incarnation of Michael for Emiya, which can be said to have burned everything.

Her situation was completely different from that of the Divine Ancestor. The Divine Ancestor's advantage of gathering the faith of all of Rome was incomparable. Furthermore, the Divine Ancestor himself had a powerful spiritual foundation and even the identity of a supreme god, while Ruoan was just a mere fictional heroic spirit.

“She’s lying in another small infirmary in Shadow Border and hasn’t come out,” Melyuchina thought for a moment. “The man named… Constantine is with her, but he didn’t look good when I left.”

Emiya nodded without saying anything. He felt that Joan was already in her final moments, meaning that Shadow Border was still in Rome and Joan was barely maintaining her remaining Christian faith.

Once the effects of the war have completely subsided, Ruoan will also be unable to maintain its position.

But after all, they were allies who had contributed greatly to this singularity, and Emiya couldn't just abandon them for both emotional and practical reasons.

He entered the adjacent room. Ruo An's pale, ashen face and dim spiritual origin reaction resembled a fragile sheet of paper that could be torn at a touch. BB silently shook her head, feeling that it was a miracle that this illusory spiritual origin could sustain itself like this in the world of magic.

"Your Majesty the Sword Emperor, you have arrived." The Pope's voice was barely audible.

“Your Holiness, it would be best not to waste your breath speaking now,” Emiya said, looking at Constantine, the last emperor of the Eastern Roman Empire. The emperor remained silent, gazing into the void, without a particularly sorrowful expression, perhaps because he had calmed down.

“Constantine, do you think Joan can survive on faith? If possible, I have another way.”

Emiya remembered that the ancestral god had left the Chaldea the 'Quirinus Throne,' which could govern the faith of all Rome.

(End of this chapter)