In order to become a Heroic Spirit, I had no choice but to cause trouble in history.

Is Tesla weak?

Mordred glanced at the man kneeling there because of the effect of her Noble Phantasm and curled her lip.

It's not weak at all; in fact, it's quite strong.

"I really don't understand. You're supposed to be a modern Servant, so why are you so strong?" Mordred didn't approach Tesla. Instead, she held her sword in front of her and looked at him. "If I had support, I would probably be at a disadvantage in a fight with you. After all, I don't have a good way to deal with ranged attacks."

“The reason is simple, Knight.” Tesla was a little exhausted and simply sat down on the ground. “As a human who has reproduced the divine power of Zeus, electromagnetism naturally became my ability as a Servant.”

“…So that’s how it is. If it’s you, I’m not surprised at all.” A pleasant female voice came from beside Nikola Tesla. Because of the thick fog, Tesla couldn’t see her face, but he could see that she was wearing a dress and looked like a noblewoman.

"Like me, one of the pioneers who guided humanity forward, Nikola Tesla."

"Did you figure out my real name... Well, I'm about to leave the stage too, so it doesn't matter." Tesla smiled, his body already glowing with golden light.

He looked to his side at the female follower whose face he couldn't see.

"Keep it up, you guys."

"......Um."

Tesla lowered its head and vanished completely.

“The hostile entity has dissipated, the battle is over, Master.” Mash lowered her guard and looked at Fujimaru Ritsuka.

Nursery Rhyme went to find Arno One to calm Norla down.

“The magic abundance effect caused by the magic furnace has begun to dissipate, and Norra should be fine now. Let’s go find the last possession.” Fujimaru Ritsuka looked up at the sky, but could see nothing but white fog. “It’s time to let the fog that shrouds this city… dissipate.”

......

Have Babbage and Tesla... already left the scene?

Adroson was desperately trying to get back, gritting his teeth as he thought to himself.

But what happened next interrupted his thoughts.

boom--

boom--

A deafening roar came from high above.

The remaining residents of London couldn't help but look up, even though they couldn't see anything.

The roar was like the tolling of a proclamation bell, saying something, foreshadowing something.

From outside London, the jewel-like canopy that shrouds the city appears to have cracks.

The city is weeping, lamenting its fate, while the things that bind it emit a sickening sound.

The crack widened. At this time, T* Zhang Si

Having lost its anchor, the "Gem Tower," this massive magical array is on the verge of collapse.

boom--!!!

This time, the sound was exceptionally loud, like a thunderclap in one's ears. Some of the London residents, whose psychological defenses had been shattered and were already extremely fragile, collapsed and knelt on their own floors, weeping and screaming in anguish, venting their inner despair.

What will happen this time? What strange and terrifying thing will happen again?

But after the loud noise, London was greeted by the long-awaited sunshine.

The thick fog dissipated rapidly under the sunlight, as if it were snow encountering hot water.

Along with the fog, the magical power that had been accumulated through the refraction of the magic mirror barrier also dissipated. The moment the magic field was lost, it was instantly assimilated by the external environment and returned to the level of a normal "singularity".

Meanwhile, the phantom spirits that existed only because of the magical refraction of the magic mirrors in the battleground began to dissipate as they lost their source of magic power. Except for the exceptionally powerful phantom spirits, they were no longer a threat.

The world became clear.

The thick fog dissipated, the phantoms vanished, and the border area isolated from the outside world was no longer off-limits.

The city erupted in cheers as long-suppressed people ran to the safe streets, crying and laughing wildly, embracing each other as survivors.

Fujimaru Ritsuka looked at the Servants standing on the ruins of the street and listened to the cheers that were rising in the distance. She smiled with relief.

"Thank you all for your hard work."

On streets where you can clearly see other people's faces, everyone can't help but smile.

But... isn't there something strange about that?

Manrio thought to himself.

He looked at his teacher and felt there was something strange about him, like...

"Everyone, the anomalies in London have been resolved. The next step before us is the final one." Fujimaru Ritsuka sat down on the spot to recover her strength. "Although the great fog that shrouded London has been resolved, the ultimate mastermind, the one hiding in the depths of Hillingdon, manipulating everything with the Holy Grail, is still waiting for us there."

"We need to... prepare to face a powerful enemy."

“I already had Mr. Manlio send a message to Mr. Henry Jekyll. I believe they should be here shortly. In the meantime, let’s head to Hillingdon.” Fujimaru Ritsuka looked at Lawrence. “Miss Lawrence, could you please leave a message here?”

Fujimaru Ritsuka noticed that Lawrence's condition was a bit strange.

"Miss Lawrence?"

At this moment, Lawrence stood there blankly, his pupils trembling slightly, as if he had lost consciousness, swaying unsteadily.

"Miss Lawrence!? What happened, Mr. Manlio!" Fujimaru Ritsuka realized that something might have happened.

"I'm fine, don't...worry." Lawrence reached out to stop Manrio, who was leaning over to check on him.

She covered her head and looked around in a panic, as if searching for something.

"What did I just feel? What was that?" she asked herself.

"Uh--"

bang——

Lawrence stomped hard on the ground, and the magic array instantly expanded.

"Miss Lawrence?" Fujimaru Ritsuka was somewhat puzzled as to why Lawrence would once again deploy a magic array after the battle had ended, and such a high-intensity one at that.

"Don't come any closer, I... I'll be right there," Lawrence said through gritted teeth.

Think back, Lawrence, you remember now? It was just magic. There's nothing you can't learn!

Besides, something of that level is just built up by accumulating a large amount of magic power; it should be a piece of cake for you!

A gem appeared within the magic array, continuously enlarging and increasing in size under Lawrence's control.

It's like... a magic mirror trick.

Lawrence pressed his hands together, and the magic mirrors combined to form a... simple magic mirror barrier.

Reflect magic, reflect... magic!

Sweat beaded on Lawrence's face.

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Chapter 739 Hello, Miss

"This is... that kind of magic mirror trick? Lawrence knows it too?" Mordred pointed at Lawrence, who was covered by the mirror, with a hint of... doubt on his face.

Sensing the questioning tone in Mordred's voice, Fujimaru Ritsuka frowned and sighed.

"Miss Lawrence must have her reasons for doing this. Let's wait a bit."

"She is not the one who caused the disaster, I believe her."

zizi——

A crackling sound came from the air, and a small screen appeared in Mashu's arms.

"Communication request! Communication request!" Roman's voice, filled with extreme joy, came from the small screen. "Mash! Ritsuka! Lawrence! Camilla! Whoever it is, answer me! Answer me now!!!"

"Doctor!?" Fujimaru Ritsuka and Mashu leaned closer in surprise, then exchanged a glance. "Communications are back!"

"Great! Finally, a response! What happened on your end? Is it a convenient time to talk now?" Roman spoke very quickly, but his words were very clear.

“We… wait a minute, we need to sort out what has happened so far, ah…” Suddenly Fujimaru Ritsuka sensed something, “It seems to be a message from Miss Camilla, Mr. Jekyll, and Mr. Sakata Kintoki. They’re almost here.”

"Mr. Manlio, could you please go and pick them up?"

Previously, Fujimaru Ritsuka had planned to rest briefly in Fulham to recover their strength before heading directly to Hillingdon, leaving a mark in Fulham so that the other three Servants could go to Hillingdon. However, now that communication has been restored, she decided to report on what they had encountered in this singularity so far, while waiting for the other three Servants to arrive, and then head to Hillingdon together.

"Yes, I'll leave the teacher in your care, Fujimaru." Manrio nodded, glanced at the jeweled shield covering Lawrence, and sighed.

He knew he was best suited for this kind of task. Those who weren't good at direct combat should take the initiative to assume logistical responsibilities so that the team could get along more harmoniously.

His figure disappeared, and Manlio headed towards the center of London.

Nora and Nursery Rhyme sat together, one holding Thumbelina in her hand and the other holding little Pucker in hers, laughing happily. The atmosphere was full of childlike fun and joy. Mordred, who had just exhausted herself, sat not far away, watching the two children with a smile, as if she was thinking about something.

Perhaps it was a childhood that never existed?

And Lawrence...

She knelt on the ground, searching for something in her own little corner of the space.

"Did I miss it? Why? Doesn't it exist? No, that's impossible." She took a deep breath, forcing herself to think calmly.

Just now, just now, after destroying the last thing that was attached to him, Lawrence... sensed something.

No, it was probably her intuition that was reminding her, or perhaps someone was guiding her, making her remember something, or notice something.

“Harley…I’m here.” She braced herself with her hands and looked at the ground.

Tears dripped onto the ground, forming small puddles, and Lawrence could clearly see his face reflected in them.

No, that's not my face.

Lawrence suddenly raised his head, staring in disbelief at what was in front of him.

His lips trembled violently, and his pupils reflected a face exactly like Lawrence's.

A familiar person stood there, looking down at Lawrence with a gentle smile on his face.

“Hello, sir.” She looked at Lawrence, who looked exactly like her, with a teasing look in her eyes.

Lawrence stood up and looked at her, at his lover.

"Hello, miss." She thought for a long time before finally saying this, and then instantly burst into laughter through her tears.