I'll kill you after I finish this game!

Even they wouldn't go out of their way to find a useless person, so it's fine to let Kasumi stay at home.

so......

"I'm sorry, please wait a moment."

Fujii Ren took one last look at Ayase Kasumi, who was sleeping soundly on the bed, and left the room after saying just that one sentence.

Although she tried not to think about it, she still had her own thoughts about allowing the hospital to be vandalized.

She had done her best, and there was no other way at the time, but such an excuse is unacceptable.

I would ignore everyone else and prioritize Xiangchun's life because it was the only option I could do. However, it would be a lie to say that such a thing was devoid of personal feelings.

"If you knew everything, I would hate you."

Fujii Ren said this with a self-deprecating tone.

As she stepped out of the apartment, she saw the priest, Valyria Tolifa, and the Holy Communion Chalice waiting quietly downstairs.

The other person smiled and greeted Fujii Ren as he came downstairs:

"Is everything done?"

"...Ah, it's all done, let's go."

Even so, Fujii Ren couldn't remain trapped in her sadness forever. She greeted the priest who was waiting in front of the apartment and changed her mind.

Although acting together now might feel awkward and discordant, this is also a change in circumstances.

"Even though it was late at night, we still started arguing. But things got so big that there was nothing we could do."

The priest turned to look at the transmutation circle nodes and the rest of Suwahara City, sighed, and then looked at Fujii Ren and said, "In a place like this, a group like us standing there would be very conspicuous. Let's talk somewhere else."

"Weren't you going to pursue Sakurai?" Fujii Ren asked in confusion.

“Well, before that, you should put your mind at ease, right? I hope you understand that I am not your enemy right now.” Father Valyria shrugged helplessly and said, “It would be pointless for you to remain wary of me.”

The priest smiled gently and led Fujii Ren forward.

The girl thought for a moment and decided to follow him.

Valyria, who was walking ahead, suddenly asked a question:

"By the way, where's that blonde lady?"

"You mean Mary? I'll let her rest now, that's all I mean."

Fujii Ren doesn't want Mary to come out for the time being, as Mary, like Kasumi, has had a very tiring night.

Valyria naturally understood what Fujii Ren meant, and with a helpless wry smile, said, "It seems that the Magisterium Soldier has treated you quite rudely. That person shows no mercy in any matter, and probably hurled some harsh insults at your friend as well. But, even so..."

"Those things are no longer important."

Ren Fujii stopped Father Valyria from continuing, not wanting to delve deeper into the topic, and knowing that letting him continue would be disastrous.

"If it's face-to-face, you must always maintain control," Fujii Ren said bluntly, looking at the priest's back.

"Since you've said you'll tell me anything, then just answer what I need to know, Father."

The girl judged the other party with such a direct attitude; as for forming an alliance, that was a matter for later.

Walking outdoors late at night, Fujii Ren listed out all the things she still didn't understand.

What about the remaining enemies and their details? And is Himuro-senpai alright? If she's alright, what is her role at the Black Round Table...?

There are too many things I don't want to know emotionally, but I have to know... Although it's annoying, Fujii Ren continues to ask questions, and the priest answers with a monotone tone devoid of emotion.

Amidst the horrific scene of the hospital fire, the sirens of firefighters, ambulances, and police blared incessantly, while Fujii Ren listened attentively to the priest's words.

The panic on the chaotic streets and his story... Which world truly belongs to him? As Fujii Ren ponders this, he is forced to accept that both worlds are reality.

That is to say...

"Is Himuro-senpai the great-granddaughter of the nun?"

The only useful truth that Fujii Ren gained was this new fact that sounded like a bad joke.

"Well, Theresa probably doesn't know about it herself."

The priest shook his head helplessly and sighed sadly.

This was not something worth making a fuss about, but the fact that Father Valyria told Fujii Ren about it showed his sincerity.

"The German Fountain of Life Organization, which was the organization Lisa used to belong to, is basically a ranch aimed at the next generation of human evolution, also known as eugenics."

Father Valyria, recalling the past, explained to himself:

"The father is Dutch and the mother is French. Whether the child is good or bad might seem like a silly prank, but it wasn't a strange idea at the time. Not only us, but I heard that people in the United States and Japan were also conducting similar research."

"evolution?"

Fujii Ren clicked his tongue and repeated the word. It sounded like a very ambitious research goal, but it felt somewhat unrealistic.

The girl couldn't hide her disgust; the priest's words sounded like he was selecting leaders for animals.

Indeed, superior genes can improve the performance of offspring, a principle that Fujii Ren understands, but human behavior is not a chemical equation.

“Yes, your anger is justified, but in fact, it is in some way directed at the birth of dominant species. To put it simply, it’s about so-called purebred organisms, the genetic mutations resulting from the combination of male and female genes,” Father Valyria said with a smile.

"That's not pureblood, it's mixed-race, isn't it?"

Fujii Ren thought about the historical topic of Germany's long-standing pursuit of pure-blooded Aryans. What was the significance of that?

Father Valyria shook his head, pointing out the misunderstanding in Fujii Ren's words, and said:

"It's not about purifying the bloodline, but about purifying the [ability]. To make a horse run faster, you just need to keep optimizing it, if possible."

"That kind of thing..."

Fujii Ren gritted her teeth. Was this the kind of goal that her senior was designed for?

I wanted to say it was impossible, but the members of the Black Round Table themselves were an even more impossible concept.

Although I don't want to say it out loud, the Black Round Table is indeed an impossible superman.

Even when facing an army, a demon who has not reached the Creation rank can overwhelm the enemy.

However, demons cannot be mass-produced, which means that multiple powerful beings cannot exist.

The secret art of eternal destruction cannot be abused.

A race naturally suited to manipulating relics... even the Black Round Table couldn't produce many such people.

Father Valyria seemed to sense Fujii Ren's feelings and continued speaking with a smile.

"Hmm, impossible, impossible, it should be impossible. But Ms. Fujii Ren, you probably don't know this, but in the special circumstances of wartime, it is generally not allowed to express opinions such as 'impossible'."

Your boss doesn't want to hear you say you can't do something when they ask you to.

If you're asked to do something, you have no choice but to do it, even if it means failing a million times, you must strive for that one success.

You can't refuse anything that's considered valuable.

"Then what is the value of this senior student...?"

"It was successful at first, but it failed in terms of the so-called inheritance of superhuman genes, because in the original experiment, there were many other people with superpowers in this world besides us."

"Lisa's goal was to mass-produce superhumans, but the children back then couldn't withstand their power and were destroyed like overheated machines, resulting in thousands of casualties..."

Father Tolifa, with a wry smile, showed no sign of sighing; his expression seemed to say that this was simply a foolish attempt.

In short, did the initial Superman creation plan fail?

Moreover, it also consumed a huge number of young lives...

"That nun, she..."

Fujii Ren recalled the complex expression on Lisa's face earlier. Could that person's wish also be resurrection?

"Yes, her behavior can be described as insane. Indeed, from a humanitarian point of view, it is unforgivable."

Father Valyria pushed up his glasses and chuckled, saying, "Anyone can become a demon to save a collapsing homeland, and she also has something she wants to protect."

"Perhaps we shouldn't have come into contact with those two men in the first place, Karl Craft and Gray Enclave. Their creation of superhumans, and even their training of demons—in terms of versatility, they are absolutely one in a million miracles."

Looking back on her initial encounters with those two men, whether it was the priest or Lisa, they were both caught in an inescapable vortex.

Unconsciously drawn to their power, I wanted to experience miracles firsthand.

Even though Gray said it himself, miracles in their land always come at a price.

“Karl...Grey…”

Fujii Ren murmured the names of the two people. The former was self-evident, and she felt that the latter was also related to her.

"Ah, Miss Fujii probably hasn't met our deputy leader yet, but you have already met Prince Gray."

"Ugh?"

Fujii Ren looked completely bewildered upon hearing this. When had she ever met that man?

Hearing Fujii Ren's bewildered voice, the priest looked at him with some confusion and said:

"Didn't Miss Skadi take you to that restaurant? Didn't you see Prince Grey?"

"...The Gray you mentioned, is that the shop owner!?"

Reminded by this, Fujii Ren immediately recalled that unforgettable long-haired man.

She was still with the other person, having traveled to other worlds with Skadi-senpai, a memory she could never forget.

Moreover, she possesses perpetual motion machine particles within her body; someone capable of producing such a thing is naturally not an ordinary person.

I never expected that the male shop owner, who has lived for so long, would actually leave his mark on Earth's history.

“That’s right. Although I am one of the elders of the Black Round Table, His Highness Gray has probably existed for about the same amount of time as our deputy leader.”

Father Valyria smiled and continued to express his opinion of Grey, saying:

"The deputy leader is a taboo figure who is avoided and hated by almost everyone at the Black Round Table except the leader. However, everyone has their own way of getting along with Prince Grey, because everyone can find a concept they like in Grey and get along with him amicably. To give an analogy... we are all drops of paint of different colors. When we drop into the ocean, we will become a part of it. There is a kind of strange and perfect inclusiveness."

Upon hearing this, Fujii Ren nodded thoughtfully, somewhat agreeing with what Father Valyria had said.

That man had an incredible capacity for tolerance. For example, he believed that nothing in the world is perfect because there are a thousand different opinions and perspectives among a thousand people.

Everyone's concept of perfection is different, but a man named Grey can help you find the concept you're looking for in his company.

Just like bees drawn to nectar, Fujii Ren had a fairly good impression of the other person upon their first meeting.