Simultaneous Transmigration: We Share a Role-Playing System

Chapter 109 Don't insult our great empire with your ignorant and shallow understanding!

The chilling effect of the psionic whispers hadn't yet dissipated when a normal voice rang out smoothly through the speaker: "Looks like that won't work. Then I'll have to use this title: Master from Chaldea."

"Um, I'm sorry, I don't think I know you. May I ask who you are?"

Fujimaru Ritsuka suppressed the surging vigilance in her heart and spoke to the psionicist in front of her, who was wearing cobalt blue precision-engineered power armor, with politeness but also wariness.

And Locke, who was playing Varo Tigurius, also made a solemn declaration without any concealment.

"Are you wary of me? If so, then I swear by the name of the Lord of Mankind, the Emperor, and by the name of Robert Guilliman, the Primarch of Ottaramar, that everything I am about to say is true."

First of all, I am Varo Tigurius, Chief Think Tank of the Ultramarines Chapter, Head of the Think Tank at Hera Keep, a top psionicist of the Order of Astartes, and an unwavering servant of the Emperor.

"Secondly, I know you because I met you a long time ago."

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A barrage of unheard-of names and titles came crashing down on Fujimaru Ritsuka, leaving her dazed and overwhelmed by this completely unfamiliar system.

Meanwhile, the command personnel in the Chaldea control room were in a state of chaos, staring at a panel full of unmatched data, until Sherlock Holmes' calm voice broke through the noise.

"Master, if I'm not mistaken, they are the original creations of this singularity—'Future Heroic Spirits' summoned with the future history of this singularity as their Spirit Origin."

Having received a crucial hint from the off-screen Sherlock Holmes, Fujimaru Ritsuka instantly snapped back to reality, abruptly raising her eyes to look at the think tank before her, her voice filled with disbelief and shock as she asked, "You're from the future?"

Varo Tigurius nodded solemnly.

"That's right. We really do come from the future."

"We have answered this call only to serve the One and Only Sovereign, the All-Father, the Emperor, the Savior of Mankind, the King on the Golden Throne, the Unifier of Mankind, the Lord of Armies, the Om Messiah, the All-Knowing and All-Powerful, to whom we have sworn eternal loyalty with our lives and souls."

Fujimaru Ritsuka wanted to say that there wasn't enough room for so many people, but she was well aware that the people she was referring to were all the same person. She also knew that the more titles someone had, the more ruthless they were. She realized that this place might not be the same as the singularities she had conquered before.

Although it was known from the beginning that this subspecies singularity was different from the others, as it was transformed from a parallel world and not the kind of timeline alteration that had a significant impact on pan-human history.

But a future Heroic Spirit that doesn't even exist in the pan-human history? That's too outrageous! And why does a Servant possess power that seems stronger than a Heroic Spirit? Just how strong is the Heroic Spirit himself?!

Just as Fujimaru Ritsuka was silently complaining in shock, the intelligence team's leader, Sherlock Holmes, had already begun to speculate based on the information at hand. However, before he could figure it out, the wise King Gilgamesh, riding the magnificent and radiant Vimana, broke through the clouds and appeared above them.

At the same time, the Heroic Spirit Locke was reminded by Locke that the other party had already learned the truth from the tyrant Gilgamesh.

As expected, the moment the sage king Gilgamesh's light fell upon him, he stepped to the side, firmly protecting Fujimaru Ritsuka and Mash, who instinctively raised her shield in defense, behind him, and spoke directly: "Of course, King Gilgamesh, we already know that our history will eventually be denied."

Varo Tigurius's voice rang out steadily in the night wind through the power armor's speaker, without the slightest hesitation or wavering, as if he didn't care at all about their future being erased.

"But this is the choice of the great emperor, the most profound and fervent love He bestows upon all mankind, even if the ultimate price is that we will never have existed in the long river of time."

"But do you know what he's doing right now?! He's making all of this even worse!"

Before the words were finished, the wise King Gilgamesh suddenly flew into a rage, accepting the Spirit Origin provided by Chaldea that was closest to the true form of a Heroic Spirit. The pressure of the oldest king swept across the entire street like a tsunami, and his crimson eyes surged with fury and urgency.

"He wants to absorb all the evil in this world! Aren't you afraid of being swallowed up by the deepest filth of this world, your minds collapsing, and you going down a completely different path?! The root cause of your world becoming a singularity defined by human reason is this reckless act without regard for the consequences!"

Unlike the tyrant Gilgamesh, the wise king Gilgamesh did not continuously sense Locke's dazzling soul for ten years, nor did he possess the absolute confidence of the tyrant Gilgamesh. Furthermore, considering the formation of the singularity, he believed that Locke must have been corrupted by the black mud, which was why the singularity was formed.

This also explains why this world keeps switching between normal parallel worlds and singularities, because one of the emperors is being corrupted by the black mud and could turn into another at any time, which is why it keeps switching back and forth.

If he truly becomes the cause of the singularity's creation, then they will face—

He will be the dark incarnation of a human lord who, without relying on gods or external objects, leads his people out of their home planet, across the galaxy, establishes the laws of the universe, and conquers most of the galaxy, solely through the will of humanity itself.

Therefore, Gilgamesh absolutely cannot allow this to become a reality, so he must persuade these imperial angels to prevent the parallel world before him from becoming a true singularity.

Unfortunately, would the Heroic Spirit Locke let them resolve this so easily? Of course not.

They will only expand the stage and make the show even more spectacular!

"Does this mere black mud even deserve to be called 'all the evil in this world'?"

Varo Tigurius's voice suddenly rose, and the psionic runes on his azure power armor erupted with a blinding blue light as he spoke. The iron will and pride of the Astartes' millennia of conquest exploded forth in this moment: "Even we ordinary warriors are more than capable of withstanding this insignificant pollution! Listen to me clearly, all the evil of this world that you revere as a monstrous flood is nothing more than the convergence of the malice of seven billion mortals on a tiny, isolated planet in a vast galaxy!"

"And we! Amidst the selfish desires and malice of trillions of subjects in the galaxy, amidst the corrupt whispers of the Chaos God, amidst the fangs and flames of countless alien races, fought a tumultuous and bloody battle for the survival of humanity for a full ten thousand years!!!"

The moment the words left his mouth, the entire Fuyuki Street fell into a deathly silence.

Everyone present, from Shirou Emiya and Rin Tohsaka to Ritsuka Fujimaru and Mash, and even the wise King Gilgamesh beside them, were stunned into silence by this epic that spanned ten thousand years and swept across half the galaxy, and even their breathing became unconsciously softer.

A human empire spanning trillions of people, ten thousand years of war, and half of the Milky Way.

A magnificent epic of space, beyond everyone's imagination, unfolded in their minds.

It was only then that Chaldea realized who they were facing this time, and Shirou Emiya and his companions realized what kind of beings their comrades would become in the future.

If not handled properly, they will face a cosmic emperor who rules over half the galaxy.

"So—stop spouting your ignorant and shallow nonsense! Stop using your narrow-minded understanding, confined to your home planet, to insult the Emperor's interstellar achievements and our faith that has bled for humanity for millennia!"

Varo Tigurius's voice boomed like a bell, and the pale blue psionic aura around him exploded, his diamond-blue power armor gleaming with a cold, iron-blooded light in the night.

With the utmost solemnity of an Astartes, he made an unquestionable pledge of war: "If you insist on changing all this, then so be it! I swear by the supreme holy name of the Lord of all mankind, the Emperor, that on this mountaintop, we will await your challenge!"

"We will select seven warriors to engage you in a duel of honor under the Emperor's glorious light! If you win, the Emperor himself will receive you; if you lose, you will be banished from this world, never to set foot here again!"

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