The world of Type-Moon starts with saving Altria!

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"At least for me, meeting Olga Marie is indeed a good thing."

Ian moved out of Olga Marie.

He knew the relationship between Marisbury and her - so he should be able to regain some of the initiative in the conversation.

however……

Faced with the name proposed by Ian, Marisbury's reaction was much calmer than Ian had imagined.

"is it?"

"That's quite nice—Mary would probably be pleased if she knew about this, wouldn't she?"

"..."

"You're weird, Marisbilly." Ian said to the man in front of him, "You... don't you care about your daughter at all?"

"None of those things matter."

"I'm just a dead man."

"Everything I did was just to fulfill my plan."

Marisbury pointed at him.

"And you are the key to realizing this plan."

"key……?"

"Yes."

Marisbilly laughed.

"Being able to find different possibilities in many worlds and put them into reality until the end of the Age of Gods."

“Then, with different possibilities, we can guide the world to a future where humanity can survive.”

"Ian Pendragon—or should I call you Pegasus?"

"You hold within you the prayers of a Supreme Being who has always believed in humanity, who longed for its independence and freedom from the constraints of the gods. After the Holy Grail War, you should have understood this, right?"

"However, whether that kind of magic will be effective against an outsider like you, perhaps we still need further information."

"Unfortunately... that is no longer the future I can see."

"..."

Ian suddenly understood something.

"Marisbili, could it be that you were the one who summoned Caster (magician) that time?"

"Summoner?"

Marisbury shook his head.

"I'm not qualified to do that."

"only--"

"You can understand it that way."

"Then... let's experience more of that era when we were bound by the gods."

"It's about to begin—"

Marisbury said this and then stretched out his hand.

It's magic!

And it's very powerful magic!

Ian was about to do something, but found it was too late.

At the end of his consciousness, he heard these words.

"How far can you go this time——"

"As the most ancient hero."

Uruk: The Land Where the Gods Are Bound

905. The Beginning of the Mythology of Uruk (4k)

【This is a record from the mythological era.】

【Your arrival seems to be just a coincidence. 】

[But it seems——]

【All this is inevitable.】

Ancient Babylon, the apex of the Uruk Palace.

A mature man was standing there, looking at the scenery in the distance, his expression looking very heavy.

The man's name was Lugopanda, and he was the leader of the Kingdom of Uruk.

Today, he has countless people under his command, so to speak.

Lugobanda's breath can even drive the growth of this area, allowing them to live happily in this peaceful environment.

only--

"What are you looking at again?"

A female voice was heard, and Lugobanda looked in the direction of the voice and saw a woman with a headdress.

That was his wife, Ningsang, the August goddess.

"Lugopanda, it seems like you've done this many times."

"nothing."

As if not wanting to reveal his worries, Rugobanda did not respond too much, but just said this lightly.

"Just came here to see the scenery—"

"Looking at the scenery?"

Ning Sang would not be so easily put off. She walked to Lugobanda's side, leaned against him from behind, and asked softly.

"If you want to see the scenery, shouldn't you take me with you?"

"You... must be worried about something, right?"

"I think it's best to tell me so that I won't have regrets later."

"After all, you should understand my identity."

"..."

Feeling his wife's words, Rugobanda was silent for a while, and then suddenly asked a question.

"Ning Sang——"

"Do you think Uruk is beautiful now?"

"It's not bad." Ning Sang's eyes swept over the land in front of him. "At least for now, it's a very suitable place for people to live. Your governance is obvious to everyone."

"That--"

"What will happen to them if one day... I leave this world?" Rugopanda said. "They rely on me so much, taking my words as their guide and my appearance as the true sunrise of each day."

"If I'm really gone one day, what will become of them?"

"I……"

Lugobanda didn't say anything else, but Ningsang already understood what he meant.

All mortals worry about their lifespan, and this is something that cannot be avoided.

"In that case——"

"If you're afraid of the day your life will end..."

Ning Sang looked at the sky above his head.

"How about trying to worship the gods?"

"Leave Uruk to God. As long as they live, Uruk will not be destroyed."

"This way, you won't have to worry anymore. If one day you lie here, your people will still be able to walk on the right path."

Ningsang's words touched Lugopanda's heart.

【yes--】

If you want Uruk to be immortal, then wouldn't it be enough to let the equally immortal God "rule" this country?

That’s a good idea.

Having made up his mind, Lugopanda quickly promoted the belief in the gods in Uruk.

【This is the beginning of ancient Babylonian faith.】

"Oh my god, another altar—what is the king doing?"

"Don't worry about it, just do it! Isn't it better to have good weather and good harvests next year?"

"Too……"

[Such scenes continued to unfold in ancient Babylon.]

People gradually realized that above the king, there were even more powerful and majestic gods—and the king was their representative, the embodiment of their will.

[Thus, although Uruk began to worship gods, Lugopanda's position was not shaken in the slightest.]

[On the contrary, he, who was able to "communicate" directly with the gods, was gradually deified himself.]

【only--】

【The power of mortals is ultimately limited.】

As time went by, Rugopanda's health began to deteriorate.

He knew that his time might not be long.

Again.

Rugopanda stood at the pinnacle of the Uruk Palace.

But this time, his body was not as strong as before, and the distant objects that were originally clearly visible had gradually become blurred in his eyes.

Leaning on a cane, he looked shaky, as if the king would fall to the ground if a gust of wind blew.

"Do you really have to watch this country?"

Ning Sang said so.

At this moment, she was the one who helped Rugobanda come here, and she was also the one who understood his thoughts best.

"Even if I'm already like this?"

"Uruk is everything to me, Ningsang."

"Cough-cough-"

Rugopanda coughed a few times.

"I am destined to give everything for this country."

"It's just... I don't know who will inherit my will, and I don't know if the gods will understand my feelings."

"I've already told them."

Ning Sang came to Lugobanda and said with some heartache.