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

“It’s been so long since I’ve seen Goetia, my most proud…child.”

"—!!"

In an instant, the entire world around them seemed to have been muted, becoming completely silent, especially Goetia, who was directly in front of them, was utterly dumbfounded.

In his vision, the atmosphere was now fully charged. Wearing a gold ring and exuding the aura of the Holy Spirit, Luo Wei had completely merged with the figure he had accompanied a thousand years ago.

"You, you are—Solomon?!"

Chapter 224 Life is like a play, all about acting skills

Sometimes, when a person feels extremely speechless, confused, or shocked, they usually can't say anything.

The current situation fits this hypothetical scenario very well.

"What... what is this?"

As Luo Wei slowly placed the golden ring on his finger in front of everyone, the crowd glanced at the golden light descending from above and the constantly fluttering feathers. Under the platinum halo, the atmosphere of the entire palace seemed so sacred, and the figure walking in the golden light truly seemed like a miracle of God reappearing.

It looks dignified and luxurious, and it looks dazzling.

If there truly is a being in this world who can be called the Chosen King, then this figure before us is probably the one we're talking about.

At this moment, Sanzang and the others, who were originally worried about Luo Wei's safety and were extremely nervous upon hearing that the magician in front of them was not Solomon but a "beast" that threatened human reason, also revealed their feelings of not knowing how to express their inner thoughts.

After all, isn't this a bit too much information...?

Mashu and Gudako may not know what a beast is, but they can understand that the Solomon in front of them is fake, while Lovi is real!

What a bizarre plot development!

At that moment, Gudako raised her hand to cover her head, muttering to herself, "What kind of development is this? Let me catch my breath..."

Mashu: "No way... Is Artoria's lover the legendary Magic King, the big boss of Human Order Incineration?"

Artoria: "No, no, let me sort this out. How could he possibly be the Magic King?"

Black Gun: "It's okay, even if he's the Magic King, I'm still the same!"

Master Sanzang: "So, the Magic King wished to the Holy Grail to become human again and live in a different world, which is why the miracle of the Divine Child walking the world occurred? Hmm, that explains so many secrets about Benefactor Tonglowi."

"Eh...wait, wait, wait!?"

Nitocris, her small eyes wide with disbelief, exclaimed, "You must be joking... Lord Lovi, is he really the Magic King?!"

Anubis whistled: "This is going to be interesting."

Roman, far away in Chaldea: "..."

What should I say in this situation?

Compared to the others who were making up their own thoughts and logical deductions, Dr. Roman was the most bewildered person in the room at this moment.

He first glanced at the gold ring on Luo Wei's hand, then hurriedly touched the gold ring under his glove. After confirming that it was still there, he breathed a sigh of relief.

If his memory weren't so clear and the ring still on his hand, he would have thought his memories were fake, that he was a substitute created by Solomon.

However, even after confirming that his product was genuine, the scene before him left him even more bewildered.

“Oh, I see. That explains why King Arthur was so infatuated with her. If it was Solomon, who had three hundred wives and seven hundred concubines, then it all makes sense.”

Before he could figure out what was going on, Leonardo da Vinci smiled and said something. Then she glanced thoughtfully at the disheveled Roman, making Roman break out in a cold sweat.

Roman wanted to explain that those were just unofficial histories, really just unofficial histories.

Although he had a wife, she was only from Sheba, and even that marriage was an arranged one, arranged by his father David. It was only because King David used a miracle to build a secret passage in his room that he was attacked by Sheba at night. Where did these thousand come from? What kind of third-rate novel is this? Why do later writers love spreading rumors so much?

But at this moment he couldn't speak at all, he could only stand there and start grinning foolishly, so as not to arouse Leonardo da Vinci's suspicion.

but……

'Do you really believe that? Don't you have any doubts? I've never seemed as pretentious as Luo Wei before...'

Roman was unsure how to assess the situation, especially since he couldn't go out and explain.

Although he didn't care that his past identity was being used, Roman knew very well that this identity was definitely not a praiseworthy title.

After all, the burning of humanity was caused by him. Although it was not his own choice, it still happened because of his choice. Moreover, he could not be sure of the attitudes of Goetia and the seventy-two demon gods. If they really hated him and took their anger out on him, then wasn't Luo Wei dancing in a minefield right now?

But since things have come to this, let's ask the all-powerful magician Merry what to do first.

[Merry, Mary, what should I do if a good friend impersonates my past self and tries to reunite with a former subordinate?]

Merlin, Meryl: [Shut up, then just sit and watch the show.]

Roman: "Ah..."

At this very moment, Merlin, who had just slipped away from the world of Lovi to Avalon and met with Merlin in this world, was squatting on the steps of the Court of Avalon with Merlin. They were almost ecstatic to see this scene, and their laughter was even more joyful than that of Gilgamesh and Ramesses II.

Especially for Merlin, she had spent so much time with Lovi and had personally experienced all the joys and sorrows. Lovi's presence alone was enough to bring her uncontrollable joy. But then she came over to check on the situation and try to get them out of Goetia's clutches, only to witness an epic drama even more spectacular than the Six Kingdoms' Grand Conferment of Titles. She and Merlin were so excited they were practically going crazy.

Merlin immediately started rolling on the ground, clutching his stomach in a completely unseemly manner, while Merlin even hit himself on the head with his cane to try and sober himself up.

This is a life-or-death crisis, I can't laugh, but I really can't help it...

"—Hahahahahahahahaha!!!"

As for Romani?

Who is that? It's a child I don't recognize... Don't disturb the two of them watching the show here.

And what about Lo Wei at this moment?

Despite his compassionate expression, he had actually bitten his tongue until it bled. If it didn't hurt a little, he'd easily break character. He was inwardly laughing as if he were a combination of Dan Kuroto and Accelerator; if he hadn't been trained in professional facial expression management, he would have genuinely burst out laughing.

At this moment, Goetia's eyes widened in even greater despair than when Marshal C saw Joan of Arc being burned, and he kept backing away.

For every step Luo Wei took forward, he couldn't help but take a step back, until he was cornered against the wall and had nowhere left to retreat.

"How could this be? Our enemy is the king?!"

Rafe and the other demons stood by, completely too afraid to step forward and help. They were all stunned and became the perfect atmosphere-maker.

"No, this can't be... It shouldn't be like this! How could this be my... lost tenth ring! You... No! No, no, things can't possibly turn out like this!! How could Solomon stop my plan?! He should just be observing silently, how could he be as calm as you? No! Something's wrong, something definitely went wrong!! You're definitely not Solomon, who are you?!"

At this moment, Goetia resembled one of those investigators in a Cthulhu-style world who stared directly at the Great Old Ones or suddenly obtained the truth of the world and went mad. Because the answer was too explosive, his tone and voice became completely hoarse, and he let out a scream that could be described as heart-wrenching.

"..."

This unsightly scene distorted Dr. Roman's expression. Although it was a body he didn't want, it was still a body from the past. The way it looked now was really too awkward.

Roman couldn't fathom what Luo Wei was trying to do. Was he perhaps planning to use his final Noble Phantasm—[The Time for Farewell Has Arrived]—to trade one-for-one with Goetia here? But why did he suddenly have a bad feeling?

Not only Goetia, but the Demon Pillars who should have gone up to help, especially Lef, were now in even deeper confusion than Goetia.

Rafe: "Good news, the King has really been found, but... why did things turn out like this!?"

“We’re going to raise our swords against the king, which means…were we hurting the king before? This kind of thing…” Barbatos was caught in a dilemma and self-reproach: “Isn’t this just like those Knights of the Round Table we mocked before, and the Lion King? What does our loyalty…even mean?”

Knights of the Round Table and Black Gun: "..."

Why drag us into this? And to think that the Demon Pillars have looked down on my loyalty is a rather complicated feeling.

"What should we do? Should we continue?"

"Hit you my foot! You dare to go up and hit me?!"

"Don't dare."

"Then what should we do? Why would the king make such a wish? How could such a ridiculous wish be made by the king in his dream!"

"To become human... How ridiculous! Only a mediocre person could come up with something like that!!"

The Demon Pillars began to chatter amongst themselves.

The dream team, which had originally been united and prepared to wipe out Chaldea and the other Servants in one fell swoop, suddenly started arguing violently, as if something had gone wrong. They talked all at once, but the deafening roars made the entire palace shake precariously.

The heroic spirits below and the staff opposite Chaldea were completely at a loss for what to do, and could only stand there quietly and watch the grand spectacle unfold.

Goetia: "Impossible! You are not him! That evil! Cold-blooded! Selfish! Heartless! How could the man who was my prototype become like you? How could he have such a ridiculous wish! How could he have gotten involved? Answer me now—Solomon!!!"

Roman said weakly, "Could we... first..."

"Shut up!!"

Goetia, Raef, and the Demon Pillar: "Shut up, you laughable Romani! You have no right to speak here! Answer us now, Solomon, why did you make such a ridiculous and ignorant wish? And why have you reappeared before us?! Aren't you just someone who coldly observes everything?!"

'Is this how you all see me?!'

Dr. Roman immediately took a few nitroglycerin pills and found it difficult to breathe. He had originally wanted to take this opportunity to suggest letting them leave first so he could deal with Getia, but he was stopped by that shout and learned about his image in their eyes.

It's really heartbreaking.

Even when he was King Solomon, he was at most indifferent and let things develop naturally, never intervening unless absolutely necessary.

How can it be associated with words like cold-blooded, evil, and cruel?

"I'm sorry, Getia. Your description makes me inexplicably sad. It was indeed my fault for not explaining things clearly and not telling you beforehand."

When Getia grabbed his shoulder, Rowe didn't break free, but instead gave a troubled smile.

"However... I didn't expect you to hate me so much. You accompanied Solomon throughout his life, yet as his companions, his children, and those who were always by his side, you didn't even understand Solomon's heart? I'm a little disappointed..."

"—!!"

Upon hearing these words, coupled with that poignant smile, Getia's eyes widened, and even the two hands gripping Rowe's shoulders began to tremble.

"What...what exactly are you trying to say?"

"In truth, Solomon was not without desires, nor was he the heartless person you portray him to be. Rather, it was because he also yearned for freedom. Goetiah, from birth, Solomon was chosen by God, endowed with wisdom and power, his destiny as king was sealed, and he was deprived of emotions and the right to happiness. Even Goetiah, with his clairvoyance, could not understand this, could he? Perhaps it is precisely because of these eyes that you cannot see the deeper reason, just like... I in the past."

As he spoke, under Getia's horrified gaze, Rowe raised his head and met Getia's all-seeing eyes with his calm gaze.

In that very instant, Goetia saw in Rowe's calm, still eyes his own hideous, ferocious face contorted with madness.

Yes, Solomon is not who I am now... But then what is he really like?

I don't know, it's been so long, so very long, that he can't even remember that memory now.

Solomon was nothing more than his memory, and a reflection within that memory.

“Goetia, life is something that will eventually wither, life is a pilgrimage of repeated suffering, but it is by no means a story that ends with death.” Just as Goetia was contemplating the past, that compassionate voice slowly rang in his ears once again.

"God gave me all-knowing eyes, allowing me to see through time, travel through the past and future, and as an 'observer,' witness what He said: the most successful and the most failed creation—human beings, this is Solomon."

"As a bystander? Is that why you've always been indifferent to everything?"