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Gilgamesh's face darkened. He said, "However, unfortunately, I will not be threatened by anyone or anything, Supreme God. If he falls into my hands, I will still tear him to pieces. As for what you said today, I will only remember it myself, and I will absolutely not spread it as you wish!"

Momo's expression was a little strange. He said, "Gilgamesh, the oldest king, I think you are overthinking it."

Gilgamesh retorted, "What do you mean by that!"

Mo Mo stroked his chin and said, "In my opinion, the Supreme God simply thought of it and said it. She wouldn't bother to play any tricks on you. As for whether you heard it or believed it, I think she didn't care."

"In other words, she was just telling the truth, and you were ignored."

Momo's confident statement made Gilgamesh's lips twitch. Why did Gilgamesh suddenly have a feeling that... Momo is right, and he was speechless?

However, Gilgamesh, the proud and great ancient king, would certainly not admit his own mistakes, and even the possibility that he might make a mistake could not be ruled out.

"Shameless sophistry!"

Having said that, the arrogant Gilgamesh raised his head proudly, trying to look down on Momo. Unfortunately, Momo flew higher than him, so he ended up looking up at Momo instead, which made his face darken again.

"Dad...shouldn't we ask God what the word 'reset' meant just now?"

Mo Mo shook his head secretly and said, "It's no use, Yui. There are some things she definitely won't explain. Her appearance here today is both a help to us and a warning to us. As a supreme god, although she has a transactional relationship with me, she probably also considers me her subordinate."

“It’s necessary to give me a little nudge. Besides, if she really wants to do something, we certainly can’t stop her. All we can do is continue this journey.”

Yui pursed her lips; she could sense the resentment in Mo Mo's heart. But who could resist the omniscient and omnipotent Alaya?

Although the deal between Momo and Alaya is guaranteed by the power of the deal, if Alaya were to renege on the deal, how could she not resist her own power?

"I understand, Dad. This matter... Yui doesn't plan to tell Mom about the other two Heroic Spirits. Is Yui doing the right thing?"

Mo Mo smiled with relief and said, "That's right, Yui. Whether we know about this or not makes no difference to us. On the contrary, it's easier if we don't know. Let's both forget about it for now!"

Yui nodded and said, "I understand."

Having made up his mind, Momo bowed to Alaya and said, "I understand why you've come today. I will take my mission even more seriously from now on. Also, thank you for the gift you brought me. Artoria's arrival has undoubtedly been a great help to me."

Gilgamesh, who was standing to the side, was stunned for a moment before he finally realized what was happening and looked at Alaya in astonishment.

At that moment, he finally understood what Alaya meant by the gift.

No wonder Artoria was able to escape his cage and heavy defenses, no wonder the broken steel sword he had treasured returned to Artoria's hands, and no wonder Artoria came to this world by chance.

All of this could undoubtedly be accomplished if Alaya were to have a slight thought behind it.

So that's how it is!

Gilgamesh gritted his teeth, staring intently at Momo and Alaya. Alaya was still someone he couldn't fight, and the only one he could fight was Momo, Alaya's lackey.

The administrators... the lackeys of the Supreme God, all deserve to die!

The anger born of powerlessness, the anger over the disappearance of his beloved friend Enkidu from the entire Fate world—all these emotions converged in Gilgamesh's heart. Unable to turn his blade against Alaya, Gilgamesh could only turn his attention to Momo.

However, despite the immense anger surging within him, his expression grew increasingly calm, like that of a quiet, handsome man.

“Supreme God, if you don’t intend to deal with me, I’m leaving. As for the administrator over there, if you still want to make a move, I’m ready.”

Momo chuckled and said, "So you run away because you can't win, Gilgamesh, the oldest king in black?"

"Hmph, what a useless argument. You're just barking like a defeated dog."

After saying that, Gilgamesh turned and left, seemingly not taking Momer seriously at all.

"If you want to attack, come on, this is my back!"

There's a saying that goes, "Never turn your back on the enemy." However, that's the way a soldier should act. But for a strategist, sometimes turning your back on others is actually the best defense.

That's what Gilgamesh is doing now. If the Supreme God attacks his back, then no matter how much Gilgamesh struggles, he will not escape death.

This was Gilgamesh's thought, but Momo saw it and only smiled slightly.

Gilgamesh was undoubtedly successful and glorious as a king. However, as a king, he was also lonely, a lonely king, especially the proud Gilgamesh, who had no one he could trust except Enkidu, and he would not believe in anyone.

Shirou Emiya below also struggled to his feet. Black mud writhed on his legs, trying its best to heal his injuries. However, the two steel spears that Gilgamesh had casually thrown out seemed to make it more difficult for Shirou Emiya to recover.

This cannot be attributed to Shirou Emiya's bad luck. If Shirou Emiya were truly unlucky, he might have been killed by some strange Noble Phantasm.

The entire Reality Marble began to shatter and collapse, which was Shirou Emiya's way of dispelling the Reality Marble.

Soon, the scene of reality reappeared before everyone's eyes: the dilapidated basement, where a portal made of black mud was twisting and changing, and Gilgamesh was walking into it.

"Follow."

Gilgamesh glanced back at Shirou Emiya and, seeing that he was barely able to move, stepped into the doorway first and disappeared.

Emiya Shirou took a shaky step, but subconsciously glanced back at Momo. Seeing Momo and Alaya standing together, he opened his mouth, but then closed it again.

Seeing Shirou Emiya's hesitant expression, Momo, who didn't harbor much ill will towards him, asked, "Are you worried about Artoria? Don't worry, with me, at least she will find her own happiness."

"Is that so?"

Emiya Shirou nodded, then shook his head, saying, "That's not what I wanted to say. But... never mind, there's no point in saying it anyway."

Emiya Shirou dragged his heavy steps and finally entered the portal. Countless black muds gathered together again, emitting a dazzling black light. Then, with a loud bang, the black mud exploded and scattered all over the ground. However, the portal and the two people inside it had already disappeared.

They probably returned to the Fate world in some way!

"Yes, they've all left. Is it over?"

Mo Mo listened to the still chaotic sounds, and faintly heard police sirens in the distance. He realized that time inside the confined space was synchronized with the outside world.

Such a major incident has occurred at Black Feather Pharmaceuticals, and it will definitely be treated as a terrorist attack. Perhaps many people will take this opportunity to forcibly break into Black Feather Pharmaceuticals in order to investigate what is going on there.

Momo, like a ghost, walked through the now quiet building until he found a safe view, watching people being loaded into ambulances in the distance.

If Momo went out in his current state, he would definitely be seen as a monster and become a legend in the Accelerated World. Therefore, Momo naturally couldn't do that.

Currently in a quantum state, with Yui's help, he can listen to the language and other data of the people around him. Just like how Accel World can forcibly pull Accelerators into Accel World, Kayaba Akihiko left backdoors in all neural connection devices.

For now, this backdoor can be used by Momo temporarily.

"Yui, check on Kuroba Sakura's condition and gather any useful information about the surrounding area. Oh, and let Yuki know she's safe first."

"I understand, Dad!"

Yui acted swiftly and efficiently, and soon news of the conversation surrounding Kuroba Sakura arrived.

"Miss, please calm down. Everyone is alright. Young Master Fujiwara is safe, and your father isn't here, so please calm down!"

"How can I stay calm? Tell me what happened... Where are they?!"

"They...they haven't seen them yet. They all rushed towards the explosion site, and we don't know where they are now."

Hearing Kuroba Sakura's rather forceful and anxious voice, Mo Mo knew at least that Kuroba Sakura was not in any immediate danger. If she were in danger, she and the people around her would not be in this state.

"Dad, there's another piece of information here that should be useful to us!"

Yui reminded Momo, and then played a message from another group of people.

"Grandpa, Grandpa, are you alright?!"

It was a slightly immature voice, but upon hearing it, Mo Mo frowned because the voice was almost identical to BlackVise's, except that BlackVise's voice was deeper and more husky.

Author's Note:

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158. That guy in the red cape is my buddy!

"So it was them?"

Mo Mo's heart skipped a beat. It seemed that the voice belonged to BlackVise. As for the grandfather he mentioned, he might be the military force involved in the whole incident.

"Child, I'm alright..."

A panting voice, like a bellows, was comforting BlackVise, while Momo listened and began to search for the meaning of the so-called Fujiwara in this world.

In Japan in its previous life, there were many political families that were numerous, numerous, powerful, and influential, making them a unique phenomenon among all civilized countries.

The Japanese themselves call this phenomenon hereditary politics, referring to members from political families as hereditary or second-generation politicians. Although these politicians are elected through so-called democratic elections, they formally inherit the positions, honors, and assets of their predecessors, similar to the hereditary system of the feudal era.

Many of these political families have a long history and a vertical, intergenerational succession, exhibiting distinct regional characteristics. Moreover, these political families have formed large political groups through horizontal marriages and other means, becoming an important force in controlling Japan.

This was the state of affairs in Japan in the past, and it's also the reason why Japanese politics sometimes goes mad. Because what controls Japan is no longer a group, no longer the collective wisdom of the Japanese elites, but has become the will of a certain system, or even a certain family or individual.

A decision made by a group of people can only be a foolish compromise of mutual interests, but it is rare for a group of people to act crazy at the same time and make a decision that is completely incomprehensible to others.

It is only possible for an individual or a small number of people to act irrationally, while the majority of people are manipulated and incited by a small number of people.

So, does Japan in Accelerated World experience this situation?

With Yui's help, Momo quickly found the information.

The answer is yes.

Japan, in the accelerating pace of modern life, has exhibited similar tendencies. Ultimately, all of this is related to the ethnicity and culture of each nation, and cannot be stopped by the laws and constraints of a single era.

In present-day Japan, just as Momo guessed, Fujiwara is a very powerful surname.

People with the surname Fujiwara are not only active in the Japanese military, but also have their own influence in politics and business.

Under the banner of Fujiwara, there are over a hundred smaller political families, and Fujiwara is also related to the current Japanese Prime Minister by marriage. The elderly man with the surname Fujiwara, Fujiwara Tadashi, is the uncle of the Prime Minister's wife.

Tsk tsk... With such connections, no wonder they can so confidently manipulate the military's power.

While Emiya Shirou and the Black Mud gang certainly deserve credit for this, without a behemoth like Fujiwara with his deep-rooted influence, Kuroba Pharmaceuticals probably wouldn't have been so easily controlled.

Fujiwara comforted BlackVise, while Momo decided to meet with Fujiwara.

Once the elderly Fujiwara was carried into the rescue center, Momo directly located his neural connection device and entered it.

"Who is it!"

Fujiwara no Tadashi is a gaunt old man. Judging by his appearance alone, he actually looks a bit like the Insect Lord from Fate. He is so thin that he seems like he could be buried at any moment.

Because of the impact, Fujiwara Tadakazu, who was resting with his eyes closed, noticed Mo Mo's presence and immediately opened his eyes alertly.

However, what he saw before him was merely an illusion, not a living person.

Fujiwara Tadashi's pupils contracted, but to Mo Mo's surprise, he quickly calmed down.

"What's the matter, mysterious big shots?"

Mo Mo immediately understood that Fujiwara Tadashi had mistaken him for someone in cahoots with Emiya Shirou.

It seems that Fujiwara no Tadashi was indeed used as leverage by Emiya Shirou, who then used the Fujiwara family's power as his own.

This makes the Fujiwara family seem innocent, but whether they are truly innocent remains to be seen, and Mo Mo needs to test them further. After all, an old man like Fujiwara Tadashi is unlikely to be a simple-minded individual.