Fate's Choice: Livestream at the Start Summoning Billions of Ravens

Washington time, 10:00 AM.

Inside the White House press briefing room, hundreds of media outlets from around the world had their cameras and microphones all pointed at the podium.

Defense Secretary Mark Thompson strode confidently onto the podium, dressed in a dark suit, exuding the steely aura unique to soldiers.

Thompson surveyed the entire arena and used gestures to quiet the noise.

"Ladies and gentlemen, we are here today to introduce our new shield to America and the world."

Thompson's voice, clear and powerful, resonated throughout the hall via the microphone.

The huge screen behind him lit up, displaying a personal file.

The man in the photo has a resolute face and sharp eyes.

"Army Captain, Evan Cross."

Thompson turned to the side and pointed to the information on the screen.

"West Point honors graduate, former Delta Force tactical commander, and recipient of the Medal of Honor."

The resumes on the screen scrolled by, each one representing the highest honor for a soldier.

Thompson paused, then emphasized his words, pointing to a particular line of record in the file.

"In the Afghan war, Captain Cross faced a difficult choice. His superiors gave him an order to 'eliminate potential threats,' but he chose to disobey and prioritized rescuing thirty-four civilians trapped in the fighting zone."

Thompson's gaze swept across the faces of all the reporters in the audience.

"This action led to his punishment, but in our view, it precisely proves that he possesses a humanitarian spirit that transcends orders and an absolute moral judgment. He is a true soldier who knows why he is fighting."

The entire room fell silent as reporters quickly jotted down notes on this dramatic scene.

"Therefore, the joint evaluation team made its final decision."

Thompson's voice rose eight octaves, filled with unquestionable authority.

"Captain Evan Cross has been officially selected as the 'Guardian of the Nation,' Master of President Franklin Delano Roosevelt!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the side door of the press conference room opened.

Wearing a crisp Army Category A uniform, his medals gleaming, Evan Cross walked step by step to the podium and then gave a standard military salute to the media present.

Then, Cross raised his right hand.

On the back of his hand, three intricate red patterns composed of eagle wings and stars were clearly displayed before everyone.

"Snap! Snap! Snap!"

All the high-definition cameras on site immediately zoomed in with telephoto lenses, transmitting close-up shots of the scene to every corner of the world.

This is the Command Seal.

The world's first Master Command Seal that has been officially recognized and fully displayed.

At this point, an Associated Press reporter was allowed to ask a question, her voice trembling with excitement.

"Captain Cross, how will you use this power? How will you interact with President Roosevelt? Does this mean America will weaponize the 'Servants'?"

Evan Cross lowered his hand, picked up the microphone, and spoke in a calm and firm voice.

"I have only one responsibility."

"To ensure that President Roosevelt's power serves all the people of America, and not any individual or interest group."

"I will stand shoulder to shoulder with the President to safeguard America's national security and defend peace and stability worldwide."

"This power is not a weapon; it is a protective shield."

...

The press conference ended quickly.

But the real storm has only just begun.

America's mainstream media propaganda machine was fully activated with unprecedented power.

"Captain America and her guardian spirit in the new era!"

"A Hero's Choice: The Legendary Duo of Captain Cross and President Roosevelt!"

In-depth reports, interviews, and well-produced promotional videos flooded American television networks and social media within just one hour.

The global internet reacted strongly to this.

Supporters believe that America has finally brought this out-of-control supernatural force back into the orbit of order, a positive sign for stabilizing the global situation.

Opponents, on the other hand, are filled with anxiety, fearing that a superpower wielding divine power will drag the world into a new, weaponized Cold War.

……

Twelve hours later.

Kyoto, China, Ninth Bureau Command Center.

The huge main screen was split in two.

On the left is a solemn image of Evan Cross displaying the Command Seals at a White House press conference.

On the right is surveillance footage of Madara Uchiha summoning the "Heavenly Obstruction Star" over Hiroshima. Even in still images, the apocalyptic scene exudes a suffocating sense of oppression.

Chen Jianguo stood in front of the screen, unscrewed his thermos, and took a sip of hot tea infused with goji berries.

Behind him were experts from various departments of the Ninth Bureau, and Jiang Ming Mirror No. 1, sitting silently in the corner.

"Let's all share our thoughts," Chen Jianguo said, putting down his thermos.

"Director, experts, while Roosevelt was powerful, his actions were still within our comprehension and were an extension of political struggle. But Madara Uchiha is different. He is the only Servant who has publicly declared his intention to destroy and rebuild the world order. His threat level is far above Roosevelt's economic reforms."

"Based on our model, once Madara Uchiha finds his Master and obtains the magical support of the Command Seals, his destructive power will increase exponentially. We cannot even rule out the possibility that he actually possesses a conceptual Noble Phantasm or ability like 'Infinite Tsukuyomi'."

The air in the meeting room grew heavier.

The setting in the comics has now become a Damocles' sword hanging over everyone's heads.

If that ultimate illusion that covers the entire globe were to be activated, what would become of human civilization?

All eyes finally focused on Jiang Ming's Mirror Image No. 1.

He is the only one here who has actually fought against a "Servant".

Jiang Mingjing Mirror No. 1 leaned forward slightly and placed his hands crossed on the table.

"Everyone, there's no need to be so nervous."

"The core of the Holy Grail War is the struggle for the Holy Grail. Before the final wish-granting machine appears, no rational participant would want to become the 'first bird to stick its head out' and the primary target of everyone's attacks."

"Moreover, his actions have already drawn a warning from the adjudicator Joan of Arc, which in itself serves as a check and balance. The Holy Grail War has its own rules."

Jiang Ming, the mirror image number one, paused for a moment. Although his tone remained calm, the content carried an undeniable weight.

"Furthermore, while I am not fond of war, I am not afraid of it either. If the time truly comes to take action..."

"It is not up to outsiders to act recklessly on Chinese soil."

These words brought a sigh of relief to everyone present.

Chen Jianguo nodded, satisfied with the answer.

Just then, a young analyst who was monitoring Caster Furnessa's movements raised his hand with a strange expression.

"Reporting to Director Chen, we have made some new discoveries regarding Caster Funina."

"explain."

"Over the past week, her activities have covered almost all the major shopping malls, high-end dessert shops, and... major arcades in Shanghai."

The analyst projected a map onto the screen, marking all of Funina's movements with red dots.

"Her itinerary looked exactly like a tourist's itinerary: shopping, eating, playing games, nothing out of the ordinary."

"The only unusual thing is that all her purchases were made using these gold coins."

A high-resolution photo of a Mora coin appeared on the screen.

"According to the field team's report, she always left a gold coin very 'politely', the value of which far exceeded the value of the goods she purchased. So far, we have recovered twenty-seven such gold coins."

In the entire command center, all the top minds stared at the map on the screen that resembled a "travel guide" and the glittering game coins, falling into an indescribable silence.

Chen Jianguo looked at the "Tourist Check-in Guide" and fell into a brief state of thought.

A moment later, he raised his head and looked at everyone.

"The core strategy remains unchanged at this stage: continue to focus on intelligence gathering and observation. As for this Funina..."

"Maintain a monitoring distance and don't alert her. Send all the recovered Mora to the lab for further in-depth composition analysis. I need a more detailed report."