Let me introduce you, this is my girlfriend, the Israeli boxing champion

Chaldea today is as peaceful as ever.

Chapter 14: Giant's Cellar - Atlas

"I understand the logic, father, so why did you bring him this time!" Olga Marie pointed at Alan who was sitting on the plane with her, and was very dissatisfied with this bastard teacher who targeted her in every class.

"Mary, Mr. Allen is the teacher I hired specially for you. You are embarrassing me by doing this." Looking at his daughter, Marisbilly felt very troubled. The relationship between his daughter and the teacher was so delicate. Lord Animusphia, who usually remained calm in the Clock Tower, now didn't know what to do.

"Mr. Marisberry, please don't mind. Miss Mary, this is just a normal reaction of a 16-year-old girl. It will be fine after a few years." Alan was calm. As someone who had experienced the pig-dog war, his psychological quality was as strong as a ghost. People like Olga Marie who grew up in a magic family were completely clueless about the vocabulary in this area.

"Heh, chicken." After giving Olga Marie a look that made her impotent and furious, Alan shifted his attention to "One Hundred Years of Solitude" in his hand, one of the representative works of Nobel Prize winner and world-class writer Gabriel García Márquez, which was deeply loved by Alan.

"Mary, if you feel bored, I'll recommend you a book called No Longer Human when we get back. It should suit your taste." At this moment, Alan's bad taste came out again. "Where is our destination this time, Mary?"

"31°03′43″N, 7°54′58″W, the coordinates are located in the Atlas Mountains, which is also our destination." Olga Marie said with a serious expression. "One of the three major departments of the Magic Association, the Institute of Accumulation and Measurement, a group of alchemists who analyze the principles of the world, the Atlas Institute, known as the 'Giant's Cellar'."

"Oh, welcome, Marisbilly." Tsbia Eltnam Atlassia, who came out to greet him, expressed great enthusiasm for the visitor. After all, the visitor had one of the seven loan contracts in his hand, and such a distinguished guest was certainly worthy of being personally greeted by the dean of Atlas Academy.

"The Humanity Continuation Organization Chaldeas. This name is a tribute to the Chaldeans, a nation that is extremely good at astronomy. It seems that Lord Animusphia has great confidence in Chaldea."

"No, no, no, Zibia, both the Atlas Academy and the Baldanders in the Wandering Sea are beyond the reach of Chaldea at present. Moreover, Chaldea was established only a short time ago and does not have that much power yet."

The two high-ranking officials exchanged pleasantries as they walked toward the interior of the Atlas Courtyard. Allen and Olga Marie followed behind them and talked quietly.

"See their communication? This is the art of conversation. Mary, you still have a lot to learn."

However, the Human Continuation Agency is called Chaldea, the Near Future Observation Lens is called Sheba, and Romani, are you really okay? Thinking of the relationship between these three, Allen's expression was a little subtle.

"I get it! Can you please not say that every time?" It was difficult for Olga Marie to express her protest in this place where all alchemists were concerned, while also having to be careful not to disturb the alchemists who might be conducting alchemical experiments.

But what Alan and Olga Marie didn't notice was that someone had already followed them.

I saw a young girl in a purple uniform, with long pigtails, looking quietly at the figure in front of her.

"It seems that I have arrived at the right time. Now, Shion Eltnam Sokalis, start moving!"

The camera turned, and Tsibia had led Marisbilly and his party to the hollow. There was such a sky inside the underground, and the three spires in the middle stood there. Olga Marie was amazed when she saw such a scene for the first time. "This is the highest level of Atlas Academy..."

"This is the largest recording medium of our Atlas Institute, the Pseudo-Spiritual Calculator, the Three-pointed Hermes. Little guy, this is omniscience and omnipotence to a certain extent." After finally noticing the two people behind him, Zibia became very interested in this. "It seems that you, Maris Billy, are very optimistic about these two little guys... There is actually an ordinary person? Interesting? What are their names?"

"Olga Marie Yasmiret Animusphia, I have the honor to accompany my father to the Atlas House. I am deeply honored to have your attention, Mr. Dean."

As expected of Olga Marie, who comes from a family of magicians, her every move is just right. In contrast, Alan, who just changed career path, seems much more shabby.

"Alexander Allen, I never thought that a nobody like me could get the attention of a big shot like you. I'm flattered."

But Allen's "special" identity only aroused the interest of this 500-year-old monster. "No, no, no, Allen, with your identity, you were noticed by Marisbilly and brought here. If you didn't have something, you wouldn't be able to enter his Chaldea."

"Godfather, there are ordinary people here? Where are they? Let me see!" The purple-colored girl who had been following Allen and the others couldn't help but jump out and act like a spoiled child to her godfather, trying to get an answer.

"There's actually someone as old as me here? And she's his adopted daughter?" Olga Marie's expression lost its luster. She thought she was the best among her age group in the Clock Tower, but she didn't expect an alchemist to appear here...

"Mary, don't underestimate this child. Our purpose today is related to her." Marisberry comforted his daughter. "If this guy wasn't an old immortal, she might be the current dean of Atlas College, right, Sion?"

"Hi, this is Shion Eltnam Sokalis, you can also call me Sion. I'm currently in Atlas Academy, and my dream is to make friends!" Shion, who was full of youthful vitality, greeted Olga Marie who was still in a daze.

"Okay Sion, Mr. Marisberry's purpose this time is for the thing you are developing now. Is it okay for you to come here instead of developing that thing?"

"Hey, now let's get down to business! The Atlas Institute provided the design and Mr. Marisberry provided the materials and funds. Through Trismegistus, the Master's "existence" in the sense of spirit particles can be proved in any era, so that the past can be interfered with. Because it is the latest model, it can also transfer and recalculate souls in the real world outside the computer world. This is the next generation machine of the Hermes Trident - the Pseudo-Spirit Calculator, the Hermes Trident!"

"To put it simply, with this thing and the transfer of spirit particles, you can travel through time and space!"

"It seems that Sion here is very lively." Allen looked at Shion in this world line. "I hope you can help us after 2.0."

"By the way, what does the suffix Baldanders in the Wandering Sea mean? It sounds like German." Olga Marie thought of the three major organizations mentioned before. She was from the Magic Association and now came to the Atlas Academy. She showed great curiosity about the most mysterious Sea.

"Baldanders is a fantasy species in German mythology. It is said to have a human torso and head, a goat leg connected to the hip, or a goat leg and a bird leg connected together, a pair of large bird wings and a fish tail. Just imagine how bizarre this existence is." According to what he remembered, Alan explained this extremely abstract image to his problem students.

"Hmm... forget it. My imagination isn't that good." Olga Marie imagined for a bit and then gave up thinking.

"Then I'll get you a copy of Shan Hai Jing from ancient China, which records the fantasy species on the land of ancient China in the past."

"Mary, you really should take a look at what Alan said. Even if you are not interested, you should at least have some understanding of it."

"Okay, I'll go back and take a look."

But Alan, who was talking, did not notice that the girl named Shion looked at him with a look of love and nostalgia.

"Things are becoming more and more interesting." said the second method in a mysterious space.

Chapter 15 Is the Visitor the Magic Association?

December 2009, 12, the year has come to an end. This is the best news for Olga Marie: it's over, these dark days are over! Finally, I can say goodbye to this damn management and this bastard teacher!

Ah, the water of London, my tears, everyone in the clock tower, I, Olga Marie, am back again!

Olga Marie, who believed that she would never fail the exam, was now full of information, like an old general on the stage.

"Olga Marie, score: 59 points, failed, must retake the course next year." Alan expressionlessly gave a reprieve to the girl who wanted to take him to London.

"You are operating behind closed doors. I protest!" The white-haired girl was very dissatisfied with Alan's behavior of failing the course through informal means and expressed her unilateral protest.

"Come on, girl. I'm doing this for your own good. Besides, you're the first one among us who asked me to take you out to practice in person. You should feel honored." Looking at Olga Marie in front of him, who had not yet experienced the death of her father, Allen compared her with the image in his memory of her who had nothing but still carried Chaldea forward. He also looked at the white-haired girl in front of him with a caring expression.

"What...what are you doing! Why are you looking at me like that?" The girl felt a little overwhelmed when she noticed the change in Alan's expression.

"I never noticed it before, but I didn't expect that you have a cute side, Mary." Alan subconsciously touched Olga Mary's unique white hair, and then walked away as if nothing had happened.

"Hey! Alan, what do you mean? Give me an explanation!"

Looking at his hands and thinking back to his actions just now, Allen couldn't help but sigh: "It turns out that Chinese people are all obsessed with white hair."

During the walk, Alan came to the infirmary, where an important person was being examined.

"What are the test results, Romani?" Alan pushed the door open and went straight to the point.

"Although we have already prepared ourselves for the end of our lives, Mr. Marisbury's physical condition can still support him for about seven to eight years." Looking at the medical report in his hand, Romani came to the final conclusion.

"Well, I'll be leaving first. The Guardian of Heroic Spirit Summoning System - Destiny is about to be completed, and I hope to put it into use right away. It's time for Chaldea to need a Heroic Spirit." After saying this, Marisbili left in a hurry. In his magic workshop, there was a rare treasure waiting to be born.

"Huh, he's finally gone." After finally seeing off the great god Marisbili, Romani finally breathed a sigh of relief. After all, even though she had met this celestial monarch during the Holy Grail War and for such a long time afterwards, she still couldn't see through this man.

Just like the stars in the universe, mysterious and unpredictable.

"What's wrong? Do you think Marisbury is hiding something?" After confirming that Marisbury had left, Allen immediately locked the door and started communicating with Romani - while lying on the bed.

"Ah, the bed is more comfortable."

"The ambitious young man who came to Chaldea a year ago can never go back." Looking at Allen who was so comfortable, Romani could only sigh that Chaldea was a magical place.

"Don't mention it. I almost shut myself up half a year ago." Thinking of the suppression of Barcelona's peak Dream Team III, Allen, who already knew the result but still decided to watch the team die standing up, was madly dissed by Ernest, as if Barcelona was his home team. If Los Angeles hadn't stopped the bleeding in time in June, Allen would probably have shut himself up that summer.

"It's decided! This year I will be a fan of Inter Milan for 30 years. Mourinho, please take Inter Milan to protect the earth!" Alan felt indescribably happy when he thought of the Bayern fan's fear of Milan. Of course, it would be better to say it in person when the time comes. The direct effect will be outstanding +10086.

"I don't really understand the romance of you football fans." A year has passed and Romani still has only a vague understanding of this aspect, and Allen did not force her to learn about it.

"It seems that it is not easy for Arsenal to be in the top four now. They spent five years at Bayern and three years at Barcelona. The Champions League theme song should be renamed Arsenal's second team song."

"Don't kill Bayern~ Thank you Barcelona..." The version with lyrics written by Arsenal Art Troupe has been automatically playing in Allen's mind.

But the woman next to him directly interrupted the player in his head.

"Let's talk about something serious. What do you think of Marisbury?" Romani asked this serious question to both of them.

"As the astronomical master of the Clock Tower, his abilities are unquestionable; as a father, he has done his best to fulfill his responsibilities; as a magician, his talent is among the best, but..." Alan hesitated at this point.

"Go ahead, we're the only ones here." Romani saw his concerns and slowly held Alan's hand with his own, signaling him to rest assured.

"Marisbili... is not real." Alan told his friend (?) this conclusion. "He trusted me, a 'normal person', unconditionally. He even entrusted his health and daughter to me, and asked me to handle the flow of funds in Chaldea..."

"The description of him is 'vague', like the stars in the sky, out of reach, and it seems that he is carrying out some plan without telling everyone in Chaldea." Alan came to his final conclusion.

"Don't worry, Chaldea will be fine for now. I'm also an ordinary person. I came earlier than you, so I'm fine, right?"

Under Alan's influence, Romani changed his usual attire of a white coat and isolation suit in Chaldea, and began to learn how to dress himself. Alan still remembers the shocked looks of everyone in Chaldea when Romani first changed into his normal clothes except for the isolation suit.

What the hell? Romani, who is usually plain-looking, becomes a completely different person after a slight change? Ahhh, this kid Allen got the upper hand!

"By the way, I can't travel with you during this year's New Year holiday. I have to work overtime." Romani looked at Allen with an apologetic expression.

"Are you going to work overtime? What are you going to do?" Alan asked casually, but the answer he got from Romani made him unable to remain calm.

"The sixth experiment that Marisbury has devised is to fuse a test-tube baby created through genetic engineering with a Heroic Spirit. It is called Demi-Servant." Romani was in a very low mood when he said this. "Because it is to maximize the suitability as a Master and prioritize magic circuits, the speed of cell aging is much faster than that of normal humans."

"And that child is my responsibility. She shouldn't exist in this world. This world is too cruel for her. She has not even had time to enjoy the beauty of this world..."

Is it finally here? A girl named Mash Kyrielight came to this unkind world.

Seeing Romani's self-blaming expression, Allen hugged her from behind and rubbed her head gently with his chin. "I'll always be here, as long as you want."

Romani didn't answer, but turned around and shrank further into Alan's arms. He tightened his arms around her and realized that she was crying, without making any sound. Only when he held her tightly could he feel that her whole body was trembling slightly.

I will share this sin with you, just as you told me, you will never walk alone.

On December 12, the sun finally appeared in Antarctica. Alan, walking in the outer corridor of Chaldea, looked at the sun and felt that today was so beautiful, but he soon couldn't smile anymore.

A black helicopter landed in the open space in front of Chaldea, and many unknown people got off from it, but one of the women exposed their identities.

"Barthelmero Loreleija." Alan narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Is the Magic Association here to cause trouble?"

"Attention everyone, we have guests coming, it's time to give them a big gift."

Chapter 16 It's Time to Make a Choice

"What's going on?" Lorelaia looked at the Chaldea employees standing in a neat row with a confused look on her face, a little bewildered.

"Master Barthemello, this is our Chaldea's welcome ceremony for the Magic Association. We apologize for any inconvenience caused." Olga Marie, who was temporarily pulled over by Allen, fulfilled her future responsibilities at this moment.

"It seems that Lord Animusphia's daughter should be the future monarch of astronomy." Thinking of the messages in the clock tower, Loreleija was amazed at Marisbili's smoke bomb.

"Then, I would like to ask Miss Olga Marie, where is your father, Lord Animusphia, now? Why did you only send you to greet us? Could it be that you Chaldea have already had the idea of ​​independence?" Bram Nazerai Sophiali, a first-level lecturer of the seance class, played the role of the villain.

"Uh, well, my father..." Olga Marie was still inexperienced and seemed a little weak in the face of such an answer.

"I'm sorry, I have to leave now, Boss Barthelmero, and everyone in the Clock Tower." Marisberry, who was late, finally came to this battlefield without the smoke of gunpowder at this moment, and immediately pulled his daughter behind him.

"Since when has anyone been able to tell our people what to do?" Marisbili looked at Bram Nazerai Sophiali with a serious face. Knowing that he was in the wrong, the latter retreated back to the team at the Clock Tower.

"Then, you don't want to invite us to visit Chaldea? As a host, Lord Animusphia?"

"Of course it's no problem, Barthelmero. After all, you all went through so much trouble to come here from the Clock Tower. If I say no, you won't have to stay in London anymore. But I don't want any annoying rats to do anything else."

The first round of the fight ended temporarily with both sides ending in a draw.

"Everyone, please follow me to the control room." Marisberry motioned for everyone to follow him, and also asked his daughter and Alan to follow him. "This is where the simulated earth environment model Chaldeas is located."

Looking at the super-sized globe in front of them, everyone in the clock tower was amazed.

"Assuming that the planet also has a 'soul', and replicating its soul, it will be used to virtually operate the 'data of another Earth' in the state of a hundred years later. After I activate it, Chaldea will observe this Earth model to ensure the so-called 'future where civilization will continue a hundred years later'. This is also the mission of the Humanitarian Security Organization Chaldea."

"I activated the copied Earth Soul without opening the 'Earth', and used it only as a simulation device to observe a hundred years later. Therefore, Chaldeas cannot be restarted after it stops. After all, we don't know its content and structure."

"Of course, in order to observe Chaldeas, corresponding facilities are also needed. The near-future observation lens Sheba is a special tool used to observe Chaldeas. Leif Lenore, please explain to everyone in the Clock Tower next." After completing his task, Marisbury called his good friend Leif to come on as a substitute.

"Oh, everyone in the Clock Tower, long time no see. Please forgive my blurry eyes, is that Rocco Belfebon? Has he reached the Fes after all these years?" Seeing his "old friend", Leif's mood immediately improved.

"Ralph Lenore..." The Minister who summoned the Science Department saw the mocking look on Ralph's face, and he was so angry that he had been suppressed since his apprenticeship days.

"This is Chaldea, not the Clock Tower, Rocco Belfebon." Lorelaia warned him. After all, the Clock Tower didn't know much about Chaldea at the moment. If this small matter caused the plan to fail, he would suffer a lot when he returned to London. This was also the reason why Lorelaia, who always advocated aristocracy, didn't get angry.

"Ralph Lenore, I'm very sorry for Rocco Belfebon's behavior. I hope you don't take it to heart." The proud Loreleija apologized to the former genius of the Clock Tower in front of her.

"It's no problem, Barthelmero is the boss. I just feel a little emotional seeing my old friend after a long time." Leif, who knew when to quit, started his work.

"The Near Future Observation Lens Sheba, this is a work I completed in 1999. It is a special lens made at Marisbury's request for observing Chaldeas. Although it cannot be used to see the details of the future, it can read the degree of civilization development in a certain area. No matter what the result is, it can prove that humans will still be alive in the future a hundred years from now."

"Of course, in order to maintain their operation, our Chaldea's expenditures are also very large. Alan, take out last year's financial statements in your hand and read them to everyone in the Clock Tower." Marisbilly took out Alan, who was standing aside ready to watch the show.

"Why did they pull me out of here for this situation?" After mumbling a little, Alan took the financial statement analysis passed to him, walked to the front of the clock tower, and read the report as if no one was around.

"...In short, the cost of maintaining Chaldeas and Sheba alone accounts for 30% of Chaldea's total expenditure, not including the cost of the spirit particle calculation device Trismegistus provided by the Atlas Institute in the future, so we urgently need external capital injection."

What's wrong with this financial statement analysis? It's a different version from what I wrote originally! Marisbury, you tampered with it, but what's the point of pushing me up here?

Alan was devastated after reading this financial statement, and Lorelaia was also devastated after hearing this financial statement.

Marisbury, you are clearly trying to trick us! You are still using this method, don't you know that everyone in the Clock Tower has not recovered yet? If it weren't for the fact that this is an away game, I would have *******

"I know... We will report it after we return. The funds will flow into Chaldea within 7 days..." Lorelaia answered this question almost with gritted teeth.

After finishing the investigation of Chaldea, the Clock Tower team, who had traveled all the way to Antarctica, left in a rage. This time, they gained nothing except a preliminary understanding of the situation in Chaldea. They didn't even get a glimpse of Marisbury's magic ritual that was about to be completed. They were also outmaneuvered and had to pay a lot of money. Now the Clock Tower will suffer for another two or three years.