Or, why don’t you find another savior?

Romani turned back in confusion and met Shiomi's eyes. After a moment, he nodded: "Then I'll leave it to you."

The two exchanged positions, and Shiomi immediately re-operated the parameters of the near-future observation mirror.

"Time setting: AD 2030; location: the sea area where the Mariana Trench is located."

After these two parameters were corrected, the observation mirror finally responded.

"Seraphix is ​​at a depth of 200 meters! And this--" the employee in charge of retrieving the data report exclaimed, "is the reaction of the singularity!"

Olga Marie pressed her hand heavily on the desk of the director's seat, horrified: "How could it be... like this..."

"If only the oil fields were moved to the deep sea of ​​the Pacific Ocean, it would be fine. But the transfer of soul particles... can only be done in the past." Romani clenched his fists. "Proof of the existence of the future is impossible to achieve before the quantum recording tape is completely fixed."

What's more, what Chaldea has to do is to ensure the continuation of human order in the next hundred years.

Confirming that human order can continue for another hundred years will be the limit of Chaldea.

On top of that, we need to prove the existence of an uncertain future...

"Maybe." Shiomi remained calm.

Or rather, I just happen to have the conditions to stay calm.

After he returned to his room, he found that he had received an anonymous email - and it was obvious at a glance that it was left by BB.

According to the data provided in the email, only Xi Jian, a layman in the field of spirit particle transfer, could quickly accomplish what even professionals could not do.

This also includes establishing proof of existence for Seraphim drifting to 2030.

——This is technical support from Mooncell.

"But who should be responsible for transferring soul particles to the future——"

It’s not that Olga Marie didn’t have any candidates, but when she saw the information, she knew that this journey would not be easy.

"Let me go." Shiomi stood up.

His words surprised everyone.

“Wait a minute, the teacher’s body hasn’t fully recovered yet. Even if he can withstand the transfer of soul particles—” Olga Marie was the first to express her objection.

However, this opposition lacked sufficient momentum due to Shiomi's determined look.

"Who do you plan to take?" Scathach asked the key question after pondering.

He stood up and looked at Morgan, Scathach, and Artoria.

"Of course... everyone together."

The "everyone" that Shiomi mentioned actually only included the three of them.

"Still the same as always, cautious yet bold." Morgan smiled knowingly. She obviously wouldn't object.

Artoria bowed slightly to Shiomi again solemnly: "Since this is the Master's decision, even if this singularity is in hell, I will swear in the name of a knight to go with you."

Although there are always disputes of one kind or another during normal times, when faced with a real crisis, they will immediately stand on the same side as Shiomi.

Under this united will, no one could utter a word of opposition.

"Then it's decided."

Shiomi looked at the words "AD.2030" on the screen and declared quietly.

Chapter 29: The Fictional World of Spirits and the Holy Grail War

"Welcome, everyone from the outside world. This is the SERIAL PHANTASM, a simulation of the computer space referred to as SE.RA.PH (Seraphim), a new and happy pure land. You are the 128 magicians (Masters) and heroes (Servants) who have gathered in SE.RA.PH to prevent the collapse of the world.

"We want to praise this noble purpose, but...human desires are endless, and nobleness alone cannot satisfy the audience. Therefore, in this SE.RA.PH, a victory condition will be added, that is, to become the last survivor and kill all other 127 masters.

"If you can do that, Mooncell, the omnipotent force, will be handed over to you. Having said that, please note that there is no way out for this SE.RA.PH. There is no 'option to do nothing'. Whether it is fighting or killing... you can only prioritize your own survival."

After completing the soul particle transfer to the sunken oil field Seraphix, Shiomi and his group opened their eyes and saw the azure soul particle space.

Although they were clearly sinking in the sea, with a transparent checkered floor of unknown material and a winding road under their feet, they were still able to breathe freely and did not feel like they were drowning.

What is more concerning than this is the notification information that was broadcast as soon as the soul transfer was completed.

"128 Masters and Servants, fighting each other." Morgan confirmed his situation. "Let's not talk about whether this suspicious place is the Seraphix oil field that sank into the sea..."

Scathach walked to the side and observed the environment here:

"Whether it's true or not, we don't even have the most basic intelligence right now. We can only explore from scratch like we did in the past."

At this time, Artoria asked, "But... the suspicious broadcast just now said something like the Holy Grail War."

"Mooncell..." Morgan thought for a moment, "Do you know anything about that term?"

This was one of the few things she didn't know much about.

"How is it? It is said to be an ancient relic sleeping inside the moon." Scathach closed her eyes slightly, looking very confused, "Other than that, I know nothing."

"My teacher Merlin also mentioned it when he was teaching in a dream, but he only said that it was something that was not necessary to understand in this 'era.'" Altria added.

After confirming the communication status, Shiomi continued, "I have also asked Romani about this, and his answer is similar to Master's."

"Even the Magic King doesn't know the full picture..." Morgan thought thoughtfully.

"Compared to this, since it is a situation similar to the Holy Grail War, there is also a system of Masters and Servants." Shiomi looked at the three people, "Why not follow the local customs?"

Morgan put aside his thoughts for the moment and smiled: "My husband means that we should disguise ourselves as Masters and Servants participating in the Holy Grail War to deal with any situation that may occur next?"

"Not only that, I will no longer address you by your real names, but by your class names. You can also address me as Master, is that okay?" He said, using his fingers to indicate the three people in order, "Berserker, Lancer, Ruler, how about that?"

"Not to mention that it's strange to have an adjudicator in the Holy Grail War, I don't have any objection to that." Morgan stroked his hair confidently, "After all, I have assisted my husband and participated in two Holy Grail Wars. I have a lot of experience."

"Oh... let's do this. Since it's the request of my beloved disciple, there's no problem." Scathach said with interest.

Altria nodded: "Since this is an unknown environment, it is necessary to hide our real name."

Xijian stretched out his hand to make a microphone shape, and turned sideways towards the three people:

"Why don't we call and see?"

"Is there any need to do this, Master?" Altria had always called him this when she assisted him as a Servant in Uruk.

"You're already an adult, but you're still so childish, Master." Scathach couldn't help laughing.

Morgan lowered his eyelids slightly and looked at him with a half-smile: "Perhaps you have realized that your fighting ability is insufficient and decided to implement the proper fighting method in the Holy Grail War, Master?"

Xijian happily stretched out his hand and clenched his fist: "Okay, it feels good!"

Then he realized that he was unreasonably excited and coughed twice to cover it up.

"I'm sorry, I got excited when I heard about the Holy Grail War. This is obviously not the time to make trouble."

"Compared to this, the communication with Chaldea has been completely cut off, right, Master?" Morgan hugged Shiomi's arm and deliberately leaned close to her ear when calling him Master.

During the Fourth Holy Grail War, Morgan had just appeared in the world for less than a day, and she used his excuse to change her name to "my husband", which was a rare occasion when she directly changed her name.

So now, twenty years later, when she suddenly called him like that, Xi Jian almost felt his bones go soft.

"Keep a little distance, Berserker... this is not good for your heart." Shiomi pretended to be coy but did not break free. Then he answered seriously, "The communication has indeed been cut off, which means we can't get any support from Chaldea at all."

Scathach took a step forward and walked toward the front of the road.

"No matter what, we can't stay here any longer. After all, we all feel a little strange after the soul transfer." Scathach said, "This area looks like a border area. If we just stay here, the soul structure of our body will continue to be depleted-"

As he was speaking, a cold light suddenly flashed behind him.

Although her back was facing that direction, Scathach turned around without even looking and summoned the red spear to sweep past.

Those were two Japanese swords that seemed to have their own will. After being bounced away by Scathach's red spear, they did not fall, but staggered back into the shadows behind the road.

Return to the girl who was walking out slowly.

"Really? Isn't this a bit against the rules? As a Master, you have three Servants?"

The Servant, who was dressed like a Japanese high school girl, carried a backpack in one hand and pointed a sword at them who were still on high alert with the other.

"If you're attacking by surprise, it would be wise to conceal your presence until you hit the target."

Scathach turned her head and looked at the young servant.

"Unfortunately, my class is Saber, and I'm not as good at hiding as Assassin." Saber grinned widely, but she did not hide her murderous aura. "I saw some strange lightning and ran over to take a look. I didn't expect to meet such a foul Master. He actually has three Servants at the same time. He's so philandering that it's unbearable to watch."

"Yes, indeed." Scathach agreed.

"After all, he is the Master, so I can only tolerate this mistake."

Morgan's tone was quite subtle, mixed with a slight hint of jealousy.

"..."

Shiomi could only slap his hand on his forehead.

Chapter 30: The enemy is JK?

Altria was the only one who didn't complain about Shiomi, not because she was shy, but because she sensed two servants walking out of the shadows behind the girl Saber.

When she saw the two people's faces clearly, Altria was stunned.

"Sir Gawain... Sir Tristan..."

Hearing her say her real name, the girl Saber showed a surprised expression: "Oh? I didn't expect it to be someone you know. In that case, there is no point in continuing to address her by her class rank and covering up her real name, right?"

"It seems so." Gawain said solemnly, "I didn't expect that after falling to such a state in this Holy Grail War, you would actually become an enemy of my king."

Tristan lowered his head slightly, looking unhappy. "Although I really want to turn against the king and return to his service, it is impossible... I have even been deprived of the freedom to commit suicide in order not to be hostile to the king."

"You two..." Altria clenched her fists, feeling heartbroken.

From what they said, it was clear that they were not deprived of their autonomy, but their actions were restricted to a certain extent. Who was manipulating them from behind and using them as pawns?

"I didn't expect that he could even control the Knights of the Round Table. Saber really shouldn't be underestimated." Morgan protected Shiomi behind him.

The young girl Saber grinned: "It's not like I control them, but it's not a loss for me to change from hostile Servants to companions who fight against others together! After all, it's super cool to have these handsome knights obeying my orders!"

She arrogantly stretched out her sword and pointed it at Altria.

"You should understand this the most, right?"

"What nonsense! Treating a knight with honor in his heart as a puppet! Whether as a king or as a companion, I will never forgive such behavior!" Altria shouted in a deep voice, and the Holy Spear appeared in the wind.

Gawain sighed, "I am grateful for your words, King. But—"

"Battle is unavoidable, please forgive me." Tristan frowned, and the strings in his hand vibrated.

Arrows flew from all directions.

"Defense." Shiomi whispered.

But that was not an order, but a declaration to use magic.

A protective shield composed of magic power spread out from several runes, wrapping the group of people inside and blocking the arrow attacks.

"Are you able to perform magic of this scale?" Morgan was very surprised.

According to the conclusion she made after analyzing the situation with Scathach before she set out, Shiomi's current physical condition and her combat effectiveness as a Master are actually similar to that of Fujimaru Ritsuka.

Therefore, she specially helped to adjust the Chaldean magic costume so that he could better support the battle as a master.

However, even so, the fact that he could perform his signature Rune magic without relying on ceremonial costumes still exceeded the three's expectations.

"It's okay." Shiomi put his hands behind Altria and Morgan's backs, "I'll use rune magic to assist, and I'll leave the fighting to you."

Without any signal, the battle started instantly.

With the help of Rune's acceleration, Altria and Morgan rushed past Scathach in an instant and collided with Gawain and Tristan who also launched an attack.

The girl Saber seemed not to notice that the battle had already begun, and had no intention of providing support. She raised the katana in her hand.

The number of swords floating around him gradually increased.

"Change, Shui Lian!"

"Oh? A contest of the number of weapons?"

Scathach pulled away and replaced Morgan to protect Shiomi, and she waved her hands violently.

Red spears, which were no less numerous than those of the girl Saber’s swords, gradually emerged.

"Hey, you're awesome! You!"

The girl, who looked extremely excited while praising him, swung her weapon forward almost at the same time as Scathach.