In Type-Moon, it all starts with adopting Sakura.

"—He really is gone."

The ancient demon pillar named Morax offered its own perspective.

Barbatos: "I second that."

Barr: "Agreed."

"..."

Morax's words were immediately echoed by many Demon Pillars.

They were all the kind of demon pillars who were good at thinking and whose rationality outweighed their emotions. Therefore, they scoffed at the idea that King Solomon might return, thinking it was just the ravings of Lionheart. Their priority was to continue to burn humanity.

Although as long as the Seventh Singularity still exists, no matter how hard the Chaldea group tries, they won't be able to affect the plan in any way, but it's better to do things sooner rather than later, so they still want to get things done as quickly as possible.

However, even knowing that this was almost impossible, there were still some demon pillars who had spent a long time with King Solomon and, because of their reverence and worship for him, their emotions overcame their reason and they felt it necessary to investigate the situation.

After all, if we're just saying, what if... what if the king really returned? How wonderful that would be!

Even if the probability is less than one percent, as long as it's not zero, they feel it's necessary to take a look.

Among these demon pillars, the leader is the one whose three personalities have the deepest understanding and closest connection to humans, having walked among humans for a long time—Floros is one of Rafe's three personalities.

Rafe Floros, still sporting a green hat, spoke up first: "I think we have to go and see."

There was no explanation; he just felt he should go and see, so that's how he came up with the idea.

His words elicited a response from many of the Demon Pillars behind him.

Baimon: "Approved."

Boole: "Agreed."

Me too.

"I have to go and see for myself to feel at ease."

Discordant voices began to increase, and soon the temple became noisy again.

Barbatos: "You bunch of fools, still clinging to such delusions even now? The king is gone, he will not return!"

Rafe Floros: "But we must still have hope. After all, he is such a great and miraculous king. Perhaps it is not impossible that he can really create a miracle and return again."

"Incomprehensible!"

"ungrateful!!"

You are even more vulgar than frog piss!

"you--!!"

"..."

Seeing the bizarre situation below, where the debate over whether the king would return had escalated to the point of splitting the entire group of seventy-two demon gods into two factions, Goetia, sitting on his throne, helplessly covered his head.

This was the first time such a situation had occurred between the Demon God Pillars, and because he had never dealt with it before, it gave him a bit of a headache.

After all, although he was the Demon King and the user of Solomon's body, he was not the Magic King. Therefore, he did not regard himself as the ruler who was above all demons, but only as the leader who guided the demon pillars to move forward together.

To be honest, he was also a little puzzled by the current situation.

Morax and Barbatos's point of view is absolutely correct: King Solomon has already left, and the manner of his departure is unknown. Even though the Demon Pillars have been searching for his whereabouts along the course of human history, they have ultimately found nothing.

Goetia could only conclude that Goetia had become so disillusioned with humanity that it abandoned them and returned to Heaven. Its own birth was a manifestation of that king's will, and while it harbored some resentment towards the king's inaction, Goetia still held respect for its creator.

Only if Solomon can reforge the stars and human history in the way he himself has suggested, creating a beautiful world worthy of that king's rule, a world comparable to heaven, will Solomon have a chance to return and continue leading them.

Even so, he still felt that Rafe's statement could not be ignored.

So, in the end, he made a decision—

"That's enough, I've made my decision."

Goetia's voice finally silenced the commotion within the Temple of Time.

"what?"

The demon pillars turned to look at the representative on the throne.

Goetia spoke up, "Although the possibility is almost zero, since it is intelligence sent back by the leader of the Crusaders, the Lionheart, we should still pay some attention to it."

"After all, some things are just for peace of mind. Continuing to overthink will only create a gap between the Demon God Hashirama and make it impossible to concentrate, which will slow down the process."

"So..."

Upon hearing this, Rafe's expression suddenly lit up with joy; he knew that his side had won.

"Then let's send people to take a look, but not all of them. Just send one or two representatives. Floros and Barbatos, you two will be the representatives."

Goetia said, "The rest of you should return to your posts and complete the incantation. I will also go and take a look myself this time. After all, there is a Storm Goddess in the Sixth Singularity, and it will be difficult for Floros and Barbatos to deal with her."

"Do you still have any objections?"

Amon: "I second that."

Agares: "Agreed."

"This is already perfectly appropriate."

Faced with Goetia's proposal, the demon pillars present had no other opinions.

Having lived for so many years, they wouldn't risk their lives for information whose veracity is unknown. It's rare for them to have a short get-together after get off work, and we've already discussed this much. As for the final outcome, we'll wait for Goetia to return.

……

……

Without anyone knowing, the Demon King, along with two old acquaintances from Chaldea and Lovi, quietly arrived at this twisted singularity.

At this moment, within the Sixth Singularity.

"Lord Lancelot, it seems you've been captured by us."

Seeing Lancelot's somewhat disheveled appearance, Bedivere smiled faintly.

"...Ah, it's Bedivere. I never expected to see you here again, and the King too?"

Don't change the subject!

Mashu instinctively raised her fist and punched Lancelot on the head, who was being tied up by Bedivere.

"Dad, please answer me first—why did you kidnap Mr. Crowley?"

"Ah...no, I really don't know what you mean by kidnapping? And..."

"—Galahad! You're Galahad, right?! This shield, and this tone that doesn't treat you like a father, you definitely are Galahad!!"

Because of the overwhelming amount of information he suddenly received, Lancelot's already not very bright brain was now completely unable to interpret it.

However, Lancelot was more curious about the purple-haired girl in front of him than about what happened to Lovi.

Not only was he wearing his son's armor and holding his son's shield, but Lancelot would never mistake the familiar shield being attacked and the force of the attack.

However, however...

"Galahad, how did you become... become a girl?!"

Lancelot exclaimed in astonishment.

This time, when he was summoned, his strange son, who was always causing trouble for his father, suddenly turned into an adorable purple-haired girl.

Lancelot had absolutely no idea how to understand or comprehend this strange thing about raising children.

But I feel strange, and... why am I even a little happy?!

Is this Galahad from another world?

"Huh? Why is Lancelot so afraid of Mash? And Mash is unusually angry."

Ritsuka was filled with confusion upon seeing Mashu so angry for the first time, since in her memory Mashu had always been that timid and gentle junior.

"That's normal."

Upon seeing this, Bedivere, who had just entrusted the Holy Sword to Artoria not long ago and now only had one arm left, offered a gentle explanation.

"That's because the heroic spirit within Mash is the noblest of the Knights of the Round Table. He embarked on a journey to find the Holy Grail with Percival and Bos, and in the end, only he heard the voice of heaven and ascended to heaven. And that one was named Galahad, who was also Lancelot's biological son."

"Please don't change the subject, Dad. My name is Mash Kyrielight. Galahad recently entrusted everything to me. Now, please answer my questions properly."

"No...no matter how you explain it, I really didn't..."

"Hmm, as expected of someone whose reputation among the Knights of the Round Table rivals Merlin's. As the most powerful knight, his shamelessness is unmatched. So, Dad, before I strike you with my shield for the third time, may I ask you why you kidnapped Mr. Crowley?"

Mashu said the most terrifying thing while smiling.

“I didn’t… no, oh, I remember now! It was Agraven, Agraven ordered it. Galahad, go find him and settle the score!!”

Lancelot, quick-witted as ever, immediately shifted the blame to Agravivan.

"So that's how it is. In that case, my father, are you prepared to pay the price for your foolish actions?"

"Huh!? Didn't you say that as long as I confessed, it wouldn't happen—"

"Don't worry, I'll just gently tap it with the back of my shield!"

"But—where does the shield have a shield back?!"

--boom! !

"Rebuttal invalid."

Mashu smiled as she slammed Lancelot into the ground like a groundhog, then smiled again as she continued to comfort him.

"So, the second question is, Dad, you've chosen to help the Lion King in this singularity, right? But you should understand what Saint Basil means, and even so, you should still follow your faith, Father?"

"Galahad, sir, please put the shield down first... I've already turned over a new leaf..."

"Hmm? Dad, just relax about this shield. Just think of it as a handbag that girls would carry with them."

"No, no, the average person's associative abilities are absolutely not that terrifying—!!"

"But this is a necessary punishment from Dad~"

Just as Mashu was about to deliver another shield strike, the monk Sanzang, who had witnessed Lancelot being misunderstood and beaten so badly by Mashu, couldn't help but come over.

Amitabha Buddha~

She spoke with a compassionate expression: "Although I am not very familiar with the way fathers and daughters get along in this era, this female benefactor, you have really misunderstood Knight Lancelot."