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

Chapter 465 The Guardian Deity, But Is the Guardian Deity Really a God?

"No problem, please have a seat."

Caster was seated by several red-haired men and women, and she placed the heavy bundle, bound with the Staff of Choice, aside, panting. She noticed that the red-haired man's gaze had been momentarily excited when he looked at her, but the girl didn't react too strongly; she was almost used to it.

Since arriving in this human world, almost everyone who knows her name, except for ordinary people who are unaware of the truth of the world, will exclaim in astonishment, "Savior! The girl who survived the ordeal of defeating that mysterious person whose name cannot be mentioned!"

It was so difficult that she felt like she was being displayed as an exhibit in a zoo.

The inexperienced Castor had some lingering psychological trauma.

Back in the Fairy Kingdom, she was also "mistakenly" considered the prophesied savior. Her fairy relatives who adopted her had been hoping that she would grow up quickly so that she would look like the savior since she was a child. But... Caster's weak body and weak magic made the fairy villagers increasingly disappointed, and their attitude towards her gradually changed from hope and longing to strong malice and torment.

As Caster thought about this, her initially sunny disposition towards school life began to turn melancholic and gloomy. If her actual performance was unsatisfactory and shattered those people's illusions about a savior... how much ridicule and malice—like that of the fairy villagers of Tintagel where she had lived in her childhood—would come crashing down on her?
Perhaps humans... are essentially no different from demons with malicious intentions...

“Miss Caster, is that right?” Emiya said.

“Yes, yes,” Caster thought to herself, just as she had expected. Her name was quite famous now, but she blinked in confusion and realized that the boy was no longer very excited about her.

It wasn't a display of forcibly suppressing excitement or high spirits, but rather a complete calmness, as if one had already easily accepted the facts.

From a young age, Caster had a knack for perceiving other people's emotions and thoughts through their eyes, which is also the origin of her extreme sensitivity to malice.

While she couldn't deeply read thoughts, she could discern true from false language and emotions… Therefore, this boy also recognized her, but seemed to know that she wasn't the rumored, incredibly great savior, but rather a small, ordinary, and unsophisticated girl? He even knew she came from a remote, backward village in the Fairy Kingdom—

No, no, no, how could that be the last thing!

Caster was speechless to himself. Perhaps she hadn't been in contact with normal people her own age for too long, and was therefore a little too sensitive and overly self-conscious.

"Hello, I am Emiya, and they are..." Emiya briefly introduced himself and Erii Nono, claiming that they were not natives of Britain, but rather from a mysterious family from the distant East.

Well, according to intelligence, this Clock Tower faction has the support of the Secret Party, which should also know about the Snake-Headed Eight Families in Japan. We can guide them in a reasonable way. Even if they have some doubts, Emiya has Erii, a true member of the Snake-Headed Eight Families, who can prove it through bloodline.

"Emiya? Far East?"

Castor was stunned.

She's only been in Britain for a short time—no, she's only explored less than one borough of London—and she feels like she can't see everything.

I never expected to meet people from such a vast land beyond Britain... Come to think of it, this world seems far more vast and wonderful than the Fairy Kingdom...

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"Are you alright, young lady? You seem to be spacing out."

Nono asked indistinctly while chewing gum. She had just been marveling at how Caster's facial model looked exactly like that of the Roman Emperor Nero, but Caster just stood there dumbfounded after Emiya finished speaking.

Could it be that Emiya's charm aura is working its magic? He's only said two sentences!

Nono glanced at the guy opposite her, her eyes sparkling: 'Don't bother, it's boring.'

Emiya, who sensed the look in her eyes: "?"

It's not off but it's on?
"Ahahaha, sorry... I just don't know much about things in faraway places."

Caster struggled to steady her breathing, gripping the long handle of her wand. To prevent a pathetic, thick barrier from separating her from her classmates right from the start, she pondered how to choose her words carefully, so as not to expose the cruel, cold truth that she was just a country girl who had just arrived in the big city:
"Well, because of my family's financial situation, I don't travel far much... Lately, I usually just read the Daily Prophet, but I haven't seen any news about the Far East mentioned in it—"

“Oh, that’s normal. Your dedication to reading books and newspapers already puts you ahead of most people,” Emiya said. Many magicians are no different from technically reclusive individuals; occasionally showing interest in society is considered quite enlightened and progressive.

"Hey." Caster was a little embarrassed. She thought back and realized that she didn't seem to love reading that much. She didn't seem to have studied the magic books that Professor Helena bought for her much.

"Yes, there are many short-sighted people everywhere."

Nono chimed in, "Leaving aside the present, even a hundred or two hundred years from now, there might still be many groups who refuse to leave their homes and accept outside knowledge, and a considerable number of people might even think that the earth is square instead of round!"

Castor instinctively chimed in, "Oh, so the Earth is round—"

"?" Emiya and Nono turned to look at her at the same time, as if they had heard something unbelievable. Even Erii, who was playing with magic props and eating potato chips, almost choked.

Caster froze, realizing that the shock of the three people around her was genuine.

Oh no, she... exposed herself from the very beginning?
Hehehe, hehehe... There's nothing she can do about it. Most of her life back in the fairy kingdom consisted of working in the fields. Although she had an adoptive fairy family to encourage her progress, no fairy ever told her what the earth beneath her feet was really like, or even taught her any systematic knowledge.

After all, you are the child of prophecy. Shouldn't the child of prophecy be born with knowledge?
Realizing he couldn't take back his words, Castor covered his face in embarrassment. Ugh! He'd carefully considered his words beforehand, so why did he suddenly start blurting things out like that?!

An incredibly awkward atmosphere lingered in the air, even causing a noticeable blush to appear on Caster's pretty face.

The heavy atmosphere was finally broken by the sudden sound of the compartment door opening.

Emiya immediately turned around and saw Mash, wearing round-framed glasses and looking like a quiet junior high school girl, excitedly carrying a large number of books into the carriage.

Her excitement was genuine, because having lived in a closed institution for years, she had never had such extended contact with the outside world or the opportunity to experience academy life. This was something she had previously only seen described in detail in written materials and novels! Therefore, the moment she received her acceptance letter and the list of supplementary textbooks from the Clock Tower, she rushed to buy the entire set and immediately began reading and reciting them from memory – a process she had mastered with practiced ease.

Yes, Mash Kyrielight, known as the Chaldea Encyclopedia and the Know-It-All, has always been a prodigy who is adept at memorizing written materials.

Mashu, carrying her books, found a spot on the table where there were no snacks and put them down. She adjusted her glasses. "Professor Emiya, so this is where you are! Look, this is a botany textbook I borrowed from an upperclassman, 'Potions for Witches'—wait, and who is this?"

“Hello,” Caster’s blush faded, and she introduced herself in a calm voice, trying to sound completely at ease, “I am Artoria Caster—”

Mashu's next words made her lose her composure again.

"Oh, so you're Miss Caster! I saw your account in the latest edition of 'Major Mysterious Historical Events of the 20th Century.' The author describes in detail how you defeated the mysterious Demon King, whose power was indescribable and who could burn down the entire world, and how you successfully caused the magic that was meant to kill you to be reflected back, annihilating the mysterious man..."

"Stop reading it! Stop reading it!" Caster waved her hands repeatedly. She couldn't remember how many times she had explained to the clueless magic apprentices since getting on the bus, "You have to understand, the savior who defeated the mysterious man wasn't me. I don't know what happened either..."

As the two were talking, Emiya's lips twitched slightly. He had also been researching related information in the days since he entered Britain.

It can only be said that this singularity knows how to conceal information. If it weren't for those key clues, Emiya really wouldn't have been able to guess that the mysterious person's true identity was Gai. After all, it's really hard to believe that a fully grown adult Beast-level enemy would be eliminated as easily as a villain in children's literature.

In the original FGO storyline, the Demon King did indeed appear in the London Singularity, but that "Pee King" seemed to be merely an avatar of the Four Pillars level, not the original. If this world is similarly like that, it might explain why the Demon King fell down like the noseless monster.

But how did Castor defeat the Demon King's incarnation?

If she had fully awakened her power after completing the pilgrimage ceremony, that would be fine, but judging from her current level, which is like she just left the beginner village, she's probably not even one percent as strong as a Demon God Pillar.

Emiya thought about the records that Plerati had gone to organize, and combined them with Charlotte's records, the so-called 'Giant Tree of Light' should be the Imaginary Tree. The only reason that could make the Demon King rush to leave the scene was the interference of alien forces in the Singularity.

In other words, that night, the Demon King may have been caught off guard, eager to destroy the Imaginary Tree but was easily killed in retaliation.

Caster didn't have the ability to retaliate, which only means that she happened to be present at the time, and then some other being used her as a medium to make a move. This scene was observed and recorded by people in the singularity and mistakenly reported as Caster making the move.

The person who actually makes the move must be overwhelmingly stronger than the Demon King's avatar, and also have some kind of connection to Caster. Who could it be...?

Boom! The train suddenly shuddered violently.

Before Emiya could finish this thought, he was interrupted by another sudden commotion.

He looked up, and the bright, warm yellow lights above the carriage suddenly began to flicker rapidly, then went out completely within seconds, plunging the entire train into darkness. The vibrations decreased significantly after the power outage, and the train's speed also decreased. Finally, when everything returned to calm, everyone realized the train had stopped.

With his extraordinary hearing, Emiya could naturally hear the panicked exclamations from the other train passengers outside their carriage. Even the older students were curiously moving around and asking the train staff questions, clearly indicating that this situation was unusual.

Castor didn't react much; she'd probably seen too many new and exciting things lately and didn't want to overreact anymore. She didn't want people to think she was some kind of country bumpkin who didn't even know what a "power outage" was.

"Speaking of which, Mashu-san, I think I heard you just call Emiya 'Professor'...?"

Mashu withdrew her worried gaze from the outside world, her eyes flickered, and she whispered, "Just call me Mashu, Emiya-sama... Professor Emiya is indeed a professor, you know."

"Huh? But he looks about my age, I thought we were in the same grade..." Caster thought he was a classmate but he turned out to be a teacher. He suddenly realized that the gap between himself and his peers was getting bigger and bigger.

Mashu said, "Being a professor doesn't mean you can still be a student, right?"

Caster: "Huh?"

The human world can be played like this?

She had never seen anyone in the fairy kingdom who was both a father and a son!

If Emiya had noticed this conversation, he would have laughed—these days, Schrödinger-like relationships where one person is both grandfather and grandson are commonplace!
But he had no time to pay attention to the girls' whispers; outside the window appeared pairs of malevolent, enormous, bloodshot eyes. "...Something evil is coming. The reason the train was forced to stop has been found."

Erii and Nono also lost their smiles. They could clearly see those bloodshot eyes and bodies wrapped in thick, black fluid.

Every now and then, black smoke-like dust was blown away by the wind and spread from their surfaces, hovering on both sides of the train like terrifying golems full of malice. When they approached, they made people shiver with cold, as if all happy memories had left them, and all they could see was billowing black smoke rising straight into the sky to block out the moonlight, and darkness surrounding and swallowing them up.

"An enemy?!" Caster shuddered, paused for two seconds before hurriedly raising his wand, then awkwardly remembered that he hadn't learned any offensive magic.

She looked around at the people and realized that none of them were affected by the monsters. However, Emiya's true identity was Professor Emiya, so logically, he should be the most powerful one on this train full of students.
"Whoosh-"

In the darkness, Castor saw Emiya draw his wand from his waist. Strangely, the wand had a cross-shaped handle and a sharp blade; it looked more like a sword than a wand.

She heard Emiya whisper:
"Guardian Angel!"

A silvery-white light shone forth, instantly dispelling the chill and darkness, making Castor feel the air warming up, and also drawing the attention of those malicious eyes.

They suddenly trembled and hissed as they saw a tall, imposing figure emerging from the carriage, its form gradually expanding with flashing lightning.

Like Zeus, the legendary god who wields all thunderbolts.

(End of this chapter)