Or, why don’t you find another savior?

Why not replace Altria with the master first, at least that way Morgan would have fewer opinions... maybe?

"So--"

Then, Altria just pressed on Shiomi's hand and the communication was cut off.

"Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!"

Xi Jian finally couldn't hold it anymore, and twisted on the sofa with screams, and fell to the ground with the sofa. Then he hurriedly found the button and connected it again, and Morgan's image appeared again.

But this time she looked calm and composed, supporting her chin with one hand.

This kind of visual communication is one-sided. Although she can't see what's happening here, she seems to see through everything.

"You are really out of control, my husband. How can you save this planet if you are so flustered by such a small matter?"

"Eh? You're not angry anymore?"

"Altoria is just this level at best, not worth mentioning," Morgan said.

"Are you pretending to be calm?" Altria said mercilessly.

"It has nothing to do with good or bad. Even if she is contaminated by the black mud, she is still Altria. That's what Alteration is all about." Morgan made no secret of his sarcasm. "At least that's the case with her."

"Your relationship...isn't actually that bad?" Xijian commented dimly.

"That's absolutely not the case."

They both denied it in unison.

Chapter 27: Obstacles in Front

The next day.

Shiomi and his group decided to go to the Clock Tower.

As previously inferred, the Clock Tower has been completely destroyed. The magicians here must have put up a desperate resistance before it was reduced to ruins along with the entire Clock Tower.

Just by standing on the site of the old clock tower, Shiomi could feel the aura of various magical powers, which were all left behind by the defeated and destroyed magicians.

"Sure enough, there's not a single drop left..."

Mordred stretched out his foot and kicked over a crumbling pillar, trying to find some sort of entrance.

"If the Clock Tower of this era is exactly the same as ours, I'm afraid there's no way to get in." Sakura shook her head helplessly, "The attackers knew the Clock Tower well, so they carried out a very thorough annihilation operation here."

"What should we do, Master?" Altria asked Shiomi at this time.

Shiomi came back to his senses from his thoughts. "I just came here to check the damage. Apparently the magicians in the clock tower resisted well. Although it was destroyed along with this place, only the part on the ground was destroyed."

The real value of the Clock Tower lies underground.

To put it simply, the entire clock tower is built on the Tomb of Albion, and the part on the ground is just like the end of a large production line.

Therefore, many important things of the Magic Association were hidden underground, including the information that Shiomi wanted to read.

For example, the books and materials collected in libraries on earth are either copies or of less valuable types.

"What's there to worry about?" Altria asked again.

"No, I was just thinking, he was killed so easily, what on earth is the Demon Marshal doing, does he think there is no need to care?"

Shiomi was referring to the matter of the second magician.

As one of the de facto pillars of the Clock Tower, the magician who had already given up the position of Magic Marshal to the head of the Barthelmero family in 2015 still sits in that position in this era.

"Perhaps he felt that there was no need to take action from the beginning." Morgan's voice sounded, "After all, Chaldea has a magician like Wu Fu."

"Maybe that old man was really killed." Xijian complained casually but didn't take it seriously.

He waved to Sakura and Mordred, preparing to leave and head to another secret entrance of the Clock Tower.

That entrance is located in the basement of the British Museum.

On the way, Xi Jian saw Ying yawning, so he asked with concern: "What's wrong? Didn't you sleep well last night?"

"No, um...it's okay." Ying quickly shook her head, with a bit of embarrassment on her face, as if she had seen something she shouldn't have seen.

"If you are too tired, just take Mordred back to the base first. The rest of the investigation will be carried out by me and Altria." Shiomi said.

"Really, there's no need..." Ying waved her hand to indicate that it was okay.

Mordred squeezed over at this time, and nudged Shiomi with her hard armored elbow from the other side: "How dare you say that! You and the king and the queen made such a big noise last night, even Assassin can't cover it up, okay!"

"Uh..." Xijian was embarrassed.

"What are you doing after all? All that going on, a triangle relationship?" Mordred was very unhappy.

Xijian was speechless: "After all, it's all Altria—"

"What's wrong with father?" Mordred glared at him, as if he was going to fight if he dared to say anything bad about his father.

He thought to himself, isn't your relationship bad? Is it a life-and-death struggle?

Could it be that becoming a Servant has the benefit of untangling one's knots?

"No, it's nothing, my fault." Xijian waved his hand and quickly ended the topic.

It would be foolish to start a fight over something like this - it's totally unnecessary.

"I say, you are a very steady person, why do you always do things that only gigolos would do?" Mordred was very dissatisfied with Xijian's flirting with people everywhere.

Although from what she saw, she was having an affair with her father at the same time as she was having an affair with her mother.

It may not seem like a big deal to outsiders, but it is fatal to Mordred.

This made her relationship with Shiomi and Sakura more complicated in the blink of an eye. If she thought about it for two minutes longer, her brain circuits and magic circuits would start to burn.

"Who did that?" Xi Jian raised his voice and patted his chest, "I have a clear conscience, okay!"

Maybe I didn't have enough control over my strength, and I couldn't catch my breath after two slaps, and I choked and coughed a few times.

Mordred immediately showed a look of pity and made a "huh" sound.

At this time, the dark horse with white mane showed its physical form and came in front of Ximen.

"You are not in good health. Please sit on it, Master. Ramrui can carry two people."

Altria rode on the horse, and like a white horse - or black horse - prince, she stretched out her hand and invited Shiomi to ride with her.

"Lancer! Could you please stop muddying the water?" Shiomi slapped the horse's buttocks hard, trying to drive away both Altria and the horse.

However, Ramirez was one of King Arthur's favorite horses and would not be frightened by this matter at all.

Seeing that his plan failed, Shiomi could only shake his hands to hide his embarrassment and quickly change the subject.

"But why does the street feel even quieter than yesterday..."

"According to the results of the detector's scan, the magical energy in the singularity's air has become more concentrated than yesterday. If an ordinary person inhales it, they will probably fall into a coma. If they inhale it for a long time, it will be like inhaling pure oxygen for a long time. The body cannot withstand it and will die."

This time it was Romani who took over the communications and conveyed the analysis from the Chaldean side.

"The real magic mist..."

He is a magician after all, so the impact of this degree of difference on the body can be ignored, but it is fatal to those who have no talent for magic.

Furthermore, from the time the three of them went to the Clock Tower until here, neither Paracelsus, the Mechanical Servant, nor anyone else had shown up.

Just when Shiomi was trying to guess the actions of the masterminds behind the scenes, Altria, who was walking in front because she was riding a horse a little faster, suddenly stopped.

Ramree neighed in warning.

Shiomi raised her head.

On the way to the museum, a large number of mechanical soldiers blocked everyone's way.

Seeing that the destination was only one street away, Shiomi was sure that the other party had also guessed that their actions would be blocked.

"It's you again. If you want to stand in the way, just give your name."

Artoria was on horseback, pointing the Holy Spear at the Mechanical Servant.

"This is the order of our king, and it can only be done this way."

An unfamiliar male voice sounded, and a pale man with blue curly hair walked out. Paracelsus also appeared at the same time, and the elementalist's tone was still melancholy:

"Now that our plans have been completely disrupted by you, we can only make up for our mistakes."

Chapter 28: Which side was caught in one fell swoop?

At the singularity, Shiomi would not find it strange if an enemy appeared at any time.

They have made sufficient mental preparations.

But when Paracelsus and his group blocked their way to the museum with chaos mechanical soldiers and artificial life forms, claiming that they did it to atone for their sins to their "king", Shiomi couldn't help but be surprised.

"King?" Shiomi stood beside Altria's horse, looking at the blue-haired man in the lead.

It turned out that the three of them were not the real masterminds behind the scenes, but just the subordinates who created the singularity and even the burning of humanity.

But the real mastermind behind the scenes is called "King".

Many famous kings among the heroic spirits flashed quickly through Xijian's mind, and he glanced at Altria beside him.

And generated new hypotheses.

If Artoria responded to the call not only because of those three reasons, but also because of the mastermind behind the creation of the singularity...

He immediately thought of the humble king Vtigen.

In the legend read by the Magic Association, the power of the humble King Vortigern obscured the brilliance of King Arthur and Gawain's holy swords, forcing King Arthur to take out the holy spear and kill him.

But... the humble king Vortigern said that Potian was just the incarnation of the British Island. Could he really have the ability to create a disaster of the level of burning humanity?

"There's no need for you to know. As long as we kill you Chaldea here, my king will not punish us for our failure." The blue-haired man said to Xijian with a sneer.

Coming back to his thoughts, Shiomi raised his head after hearing these words and looked at the blue-haired man again.

"You are..." He always felt that the man had an aura that he had seen somewhere before, but not completely.

"I am Machiri Zorgen, the leader of the London Magic Fog Project." The man who called himself Machiri said, and then laughed sinisterly, "Or, should I call myself Matou Zouken, which would be more convenient for you?"

The moment he heard the name, Shiomi already knew who the other person was, but Machiri's next sentence surprised him even more, and he immediately figured out something.

"No wonder the Matou family suddenly disappeared after the Fifth Holy Grail War." Shiomi couldn't help but laugh in understanding, "After that, the Magic Association couldn't find any trace of him. I didn't expect... he actually became young again, Matou!"

"My body is already too weak to be of any use, and our rituals have been disrupted time and again by you foreign magicians. I have long given up hope in the Holy Grail and the Matou family. Only a fool like Shinji would insist on participating." Machiri had no sympathy or pity for future generations. Instead, she turned her gaze to Sakura, "If you hadn't taken that little girl away from the Tohsaka family in the first place—"

Sakura's heart suddenly trembled. She gripped her wand tightly and moved closer to Shiomi.

When she grew up, she heard Shiomi say that when Tōsaka Tokiomi was worried about how to treat Sakura's future, in addition to Shiomi who took the initiative to come to the door, the Matou family also had a similar wish.

In the end, Tokiomi was attracted by Shiomi's position and connections in the Clock Tower, and finally decided to choose this side.

If not...

When Sakura thought of Shinji Matou's half-human, half-ghost appearance, she couldn't help but feel horrified at the possibility that something hadn't happened.

"Machiri Zorgen." Shiomi stretched out his hand and protected Yingyi behind him, his anger surging out. He would not forgive such an act of looking at his family members as if they were a guardian of bacteria. "It's rare to regain your youth, are you so eager to die?"

Machiri still had no expression on her face. "This body is a gift from my king. I must sacrifice everything for my king's 'great cause'. There is no need to care about life and death. I just didn't expect that it would be as La Celsu said. Evil deeds will inevitably be stopped by good people."

Although Shiomi didn't know what Machiri had experienced, she realized that this man was aware that he was doing evil, but he still did it without hesitation.

"Just as our king burned human history for a far-reaching purpose, the restraint of the primates will certainly not sit idly by and watch this happen. The Messiah who will stop us for the sake of the current human race will definitely appear." Paracelsus still spoke in a melancholy tone, speaking in a specious way, "This is what is called fate."

Shiomi stared at Machiri and his group with a cold look, confirming the last thing: "P and M have already appeared, so the remaining B is the mechanical servant over there, right?"

"My name is Charles Babbage, the man who gave everything to the splendid world of steam." The mechanical servant continued to introduce himself in an emotionless voice.

"So, the three bastards who created this magic fog are all here, right?" Mordred tapped his shoulder armor with the blade of his sword. "And they brought so many guys with them. Do they want to catch us all in one fell swoop?"

Altria took over Mordred's conversation, which was rare: "So, which side was caught in the net?"

Mordred was stunned for a moment, then he grinned and said ferociously: "That's right."

"It looks like we have no choice but to go to war." Machili said with regret, but he had undoubtedly made this plan from the beginning.

Shiomi held the wand in her hand.

Mordred and Altria are in charge of the front line here. He plans to use Odin's magic wand some more to see how useful this thing can be.

"Yakura, ignore that guy, just stand by me." Shiomi held Sakura's hand and encouraged her, "As long as I'm here, you'll be fine."

"I know. I've known it for a long time, Dad."