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In this way, the matter will not become an unsolved case.

But Jack the Ripper, a collection of resentment, died and became a heroic spirit, which made Morpheus narrow his eyes.

“It seems that the person who solved Jack the Ripper must have been a magician. Ordinary humans cannot deal with such a being.

"But this is quite normal. After all, this is London, the foggy city. There are many powerful magicians here. There is even the corpse of a dragon. London's magicians can rely on this dragon's corpse to quickly develop their own power. That is the Clock Tower."

Morpheus was thinking, and suddenly an idea came to his mind.

"Oh right, this is London! The clock tower is right here. Can I go to the clock tower in this place and break in directly to see what good things are hidden inside the clock tower?"

Although Morpheus didn't want to go to school in the Clock Tower, he also knew the location of the Clock Tower, which was just outside London and hidden by a special barrier.

Although Morpheus doesn't like the group of people in the Clock Tower, there should be a lot of special books hidden there. If he takes advantage of the opportunity now to read those books, he can know many secrets. The most important thing is that when history is restored, those guys will not remember these things.

Thinking of this, the corners of Morpheus' mouth curled up slightly.

"This is fantastic! It's great to be in London!"

So, he turned around and said to Fujimaru Ritsuka and the others, "Let's do this. I'll act separately from you. You guys stay with Black Jeanne. Be careful, don't get tricked!"

"What about you? Where are you going?" Fujimaru Ritsuka asked hurriedly. She knew that Morpheus was very powerful and could solve the problem quickly, but that was not what she was worried about right now. "Can you leave some for us? I think it would be useful in actual combat."

Seeing Fujimaru Ritsuka say this, Morpheus burst into laughter and patted the other party on the shoulder. "I'm counting on you this time, come on! As for me, I'm going to go somewhere else. I won't take action in the short term. Do you understand?"

Ritsuka Fujimaru looked at Morpheus in confusion, as if he didn't understand what Morpheus was planning to do.

After glancing at the communicator, Morpheus moved closer to Fujimaru Ritsuka and whispered, "You know the Clock Tower, right?"

Fujimaru Ritsuka nodded.

"There should be a lot of secrets in the Clock Tower, but I usually don't bother searching inside to avoid attracting the attention of those old guys, and I don't want to fall out with them. But now I'm in London, and after the singularity is repaired, history will return to its original state, and no one will remember us. Given this opportunity, why don't I go take a look inside the Clock Tower?"

Ritsuka Fujimaru widened his eyes, then gave Morpheus a thumbs up.

However, after she saw the shadow of the communicator, Fujimaru Ritsuka put his thumb away again and said loudly, "I understand. Morpheus, you can go do your own thing. Leave the task of resolving this crisis to us!"

As she said this, she even felt a little excited.

"As expected of Morpheus, a man who could roam all over Greece during the Age of Gods, actually planning to rob the Clock Tower! But it's no wonder he's reluctant to say it. A man with the director's temper would definitely not want Morpheus to do such a thing. The memories of those in the Clock Tower will be restored, but the director's memory won't. It's inevitable that the director will remember this incident for the rest of his life."

So, under Mash's puzzled gaze, Fujimaru Ritsuka said goodbye to Morpheus, and then said to Black Jeanne: "You follow us first."

"Okay, I'll just follow you. He's strong enough anyway, and no one here can hurt him."

Seeing that Black Jeanne was so easy to talk to, Fujimaru Ritsuka secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and then continued walking forward with the two girls.

After walking a short distance and dealing with a group of puppets, she just returned to the street when she saw a figure in armor appear in front of her. It was the armored woman she met at the beginning.

At this time, the other party had a smile on his face and said, "I saw it all. Since you destroyed those guys, you should at least not be my enemy."

Her face was filled with admiration. "Besides, your abilities are quite impressive. You haven't even grasped the details yet, yet you're still so capable. That's quite impressive. I don't dislike idiots like you."

Fujimaru Ritsuka raised an eyebrow: "Who are you calling an idiot?"

"Ah?!" The armored woman showed a puzzled look, as if she didn't understand why the person in front of her looked a little unhappy.

Seeing this, Mashu quickly stepped forward and said, "You're right, we're definitely not your enemies! So, I hope you can talk to us and provide us with some information. For example, tell us what exactly happened in this foggy city."

"Sure, I'll tell you." The armored woman said, "But before that, let me make one thing clear. You are what's called a sub-servant, right?"

"Yes, I am Mash Kyrielight, a Sub-Servant."

"You should call me a Servant." The armored woman looked at Jeanne d'Arc again, and Jeanne d'Arc nodded: "Yes, I am a Servant, Jeanne d'Arc."

Finally, the armored woman looked at Fujimaru Ritsuka: "What about you?"

"I'm Fujimaru Ritsuka." Then, Fujimaru Ritsuka introduced himself.

"Mash Kyrielight, Fujimaru Ritsuka, and another Servant, Black Jeanne d'Arc. What a strange name! Is there also a White Jeanne d'Arc?" The armored woman said, shaking her head. "...Forget it. It has nothing to do with me anyway."

Then she introduced herself: "I am Mordred, a heroic spirit, and a Knight of the Round Table who has come to save Londinium, the British city beloved by my father, from danger."

……

Walking on the road leading out of the city, and after dismantling a bunch of puppets, Morpheus suddenly smiled.

"It's actually Mordred, a life created with the power of magic and based on the blood of sisters, ha!" Morpheus shook his head happily after hearing the conversation over there with the help of the magic he cast on Jeanne d'Arc.

"I have to say, Type-Moon's history is truly bizarre and wild. And because the legend became reality, and King Arthur truly existed, it's only natural that the Knights of the Round Table also existed...

"If it was Altria that I summoned, this meeting would definitely be very interesting. Unfortunately, Altria and I have no relationship, so it's normal that I can't summon her."

As he thought about it, he continued walking towards the city gate.

There were hurried footsteps coming from the alleys on the right and left. They were the sounds of puppets, and they were so dense that the number was obviously huge.

Just as these guys appeared, several air blades appeared around Morpheus. These air blades swept out at an extremely fast speed. In an instant, these dozens of puppets were chopped into several pieces by him!

Chapter 170: The Secret of Servant Summoning Magic

After arriving at the location of the clock tower on the outskirts of London, Morpheus began to call upon the power of Raphael. Suddenly, the clock tower that had been hidden and difficult to be discovered appeared in front of Morpheus.

The barrier protecting the clock tower had lost its effect at this time, or in other words, it had lost its effect on Morpheus. These barriers could not stop Morpheus at all. He entered the barrier casually as if he was walking in his own backyard, and even casually pushed open the door of the clock tower and walked straight in.

The clock tower was similar to what Morpheus remembered, or it hadn't changed much. If there was any difference, it was that there were no humans in the clock tower anymore.

In other words, there are no magicians in this place anymore, as if they have all been wiped out.

"Sure enough, in order to prevent any accidents, all the magicians who might cause problems are killed first?" Morpheus muttered and continued to move forward.

But soon, accompanied by a strange sound, he saw a large number of mechanical structures emerging from the surrounding corridors and other places, all looking at him.

Then, they began their charge, attacking Morpheus with the momentum to destroy everything!

Morpheus looked at these guys rushing towards him and was too lazy to even attack. Wind blades surrounded his body, protecting him layer by layer. The moment these puppets approached, their bodies would be cut off by the wind blades and become debris falling to the ground.

At the same time, there was another force that turned into an undercurrent in front of Morpheus that continued to move to the left and right, pushing away all the debris that fell on the ground so as not to affect his progress.

The interior structure of the clock tower is divided into many areas, including classrooms, offices, etc. The place Morpheus is going to is the library, or the collection room, also known as the sea of ​​books, which contains a large number of books, including various research records, magic theories, etc.

Morpheus is very envious of these things!

After erasing all the forbidden barriers encountered on the way, he easily came to the sea of ​​books area on the ground floor. Morpheus looked at the books on the bookshelves there and cheered.

"Wow, I didn't expect that I would have the chance to come here!" He said, and quickly looked around carefully, but after this look, he was stunned.

"Hmm? It seems someone has been here..."

Morpheus came to the table and narrowed his eyes as he looked at the documents and books that were a little scattered but obviously related to each other.

"It's actually about the Holy Grail War and Servant Summoning..." Morpheus picked up those things and quickly looked through them, showing a look of surprise.

"Servant summoning and the Holy Grail War are independent of each other and are not part of the same system. I know this, but the Holy Grail's purpose is essentially to kill Servants. Sure enough, it says this... Then, relying on the magical power of the Servants returning to the Throne of Heroes, this passage is fixed, allowing people to reach the Source, contact the Source, and thus gain knowledge of the Source..."

Morpheus already knew these contents during the Fifth Holy Grail War, but he did not expect to see such records inside the clock tower in 1888. You know, the first Holy Grail War was in 2004.

"Sure enough, research on the Holy Grail War actually began a long time ago. There are so many records inside the Clock Tower. Is it just that there has been no success?"

Morpheus thought and continued to look down.

"According to this article, Servant Summoning is essentially an imitation of an ancient magic... Because Heroic Spirits themselves are records of primates, as long as primates exist, Heroic Spirits will exist. Servants, as a certain aspect of Heroic Spirits, are a familiar summoning technique.

"In order to deal with disasters that could affect the entire primate civilization, the Heroic Spirit Summoning Magic was created. It is based on seven different classes, summoning the strongest. However, these Servant summons today are essentially ordinary Servants belonging to these seven classes..."

Although the content did not seem to be much, Morpheus immediately understood what it was talking about after touching his chin.

"Oh, isn't this the story of humanity being struck by a devastating disaster? To save humanity, seven Heroic Spirits become idols... ahem, become Grand Servants, descend as the strongest beings, and wipe out the disaster?"

When I was still an ordinary person and had not yet traveled through time, I could see statements about the crown xxx and other such things in various places, as well as descriptions such as "Why is Hercules not the crown?"

Even though Morpheus was not interested in FGO and was too lazy to watch the plot, he still had some impression of the content that people were arguing about every day.

So, after taking photos of all the information without hesitation and keeping a record, Morpheus collected the photos and would take them back to Chaldea when the time came, so that Chaldea would have to worry about it.

For example, consider who put these things down and why they were placed in such a conspicuous place, as if to tell this information to someone the other party thought would come in.

Morpheus was certain that the person the other party was waiting for was definitely not him, but someone from Chaldea.

For example, the truly professional investigators Fujimaru Ritsuka and Mashu.

As for him, he is just a tank that can completely destroy the plot and is suitable for rampaging in the singularity.

After the photo shoot was over, he started doing what made him happiest. He took out a book, wrote down the contents of the book, changed books, continued to memorize the contents of the book, and continued to change books!

Morpheus took out book after book, flipped through them, and then threw them aside. Because everything would return to normal history after the singularity was lifted, Morpheus was too lazy to even put them back. He just wanted to spend all his time reading.

……

"...Ah, come on, Swordsman. You always tell strangers your real name right away. Didn't I tell you? Didn't I remind you? When you introduce yourself, just say your class at most!" A thin blond man was preaching to Mordred.

Seeing that Mordred didn't care, he continued, "Do you really understand? Revealing your true name is equivalent to revealing your ability. That's why Servants usually hide their true names in the Holy Grail War. And you always reveal your true name so easily..."

In the end, Mordred remained unconcerned: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. Besides, this is no longer your so-called Holy Grail War. There are not seven or fourteen Heroic Spirits, and there is no Master."

Then she asked, "I say, do you have any cider? I'm thirsty."

As he spoke, he sat down on the sofa.

Seeing the other party sitting on it directly in armor, the man shouted quickly: "Ah, that's my favorite sofa!"

The man only complained about his seat being taken away, and even resigned himself to his fate as he picked up the things he had prepared long ago: "Okay, I've already chilled the cider."

This made Mordred laugh: "You actually have refrigerators here, which are not yet common. You so-called scholars are really great!"

The man was somewhat helpless about this: "Because some medicines must be kept at low temperatures. For scholars, refrigerators are a necessity."

"Yes, yes," Mordred replied perfunctorily, then tilted her head back and gulped down the cider. With a series of gulps, she abruptly removed the cup and uttered a happy sound: "Huh! Ah! I'm alive again! This is what I should drink after soaking in the magic mist!"

Then she looked at the other people, including Fujimaru Ritsuka and Mashu.

"What's wrong with you? Don't just stand there, sit anywhere!"

She spoke as if she was the master here.

In response to this, Mashu looked at Fujimaru Ritsuka hesitantly, and Fujimaru Ritsuka looked at the blond man: "Can we sit down, Mr. Glasses?"

The man smiled. "Haha, well, it's okay. Since the swordsman trusts you, you should be our comrades. I haven't introduced myself yet. I'm Henry Jekyll."

“I’m a scholar in London—a scientist, not officially a magician, but I’m good at mixing elixirs.

"By the time I realized it, London had been shrouded in fog in an instant. It was horrible!"

He revealed a look of fear: "Although I also found out that the fog contains magic power, I can't do anything about it..."

At this time, Mordred also spoke up. "Then he met me, and we established a cooperative relationship. Although this guy is not very reliable as a magician, he can still be of some use. So I will be mainly responsible for the operations, and he will be responsible for the investigation and analysis."

Jekyll nodded and said, "That's right."

However, Mash's eyes were filled with confusion. She said cautiously, "Excuse me, Mr. Henry Jekyll? This name... uh... is the same as a character in the novel. Is it a coincidence? Or is he the prototype of that character?"

At this time, Roman also said: "Mashu, can you feel the breath of the Servant? I can't here. Even if I am indoors, it is the same as outside. I can't see anything, I can only hear it. The interference is too great."

Mashu whispered, "Me too, Doctor. I can't tell the difference between humans and servants by their aura. Perhaps only Morpheus can tell here."

After hearing Mash's words, Jekyll quickly said, "How could that be? I'm a real human. If I were a Servant, I would have gone out to investigate long ago. Also, what were you talking about just now? A novel?"

Mashu nodded and said, "Yes, it should be a book published a little earlier than this era. The protagonist of the book has the same name as you."

This made Jekyll even more confused. "I don't remember that. I've read quite a few novels. The protagonist has the same name as me? Really? Hmm... If that's the case, I shouldn't have forgotten it."

At this time, Black Jeanne walked up and said to the group, "Morpheus sent a message. He said this situation might be caused by the Holy Grail. It has distorted the original space and time, causing illusion and reality to intertwine, resulting in a special timeline that is completely different from reality."

"So, is it the Holy Grail that caused the changes?" Mash asked. Black Jeanne nodded. "That's what Morpheus meant. Once the incident is resolved, everything will return to normal."

Jekyll listened to Black Jeanne's words and even nodded in agreement: "That's a possibility."

Afterwards, he stopped paying attention to the matter.

"Never mind my name, it's everywhere. So, let me introduce myself again. I'm Henry Jekyll, a man who wants to stop his hometown from being trampled upon.

"Okay, now it's your turn. You should be a little different from us, right?"

So, Mashu skillfully told the two that she was on the Chaldean side and that she came here to save humanity.

This made Jekyll look surprised: "You mean to say that London in this era is one of the seven screws embedded in world history?"

Mash nodded, "Yes, and we are searching for the Holy Grail that caused the singularity to appear."

Jekyll did not doubt them: "I roughly understand your situation. Let me briefly tell you what we know about the current situation of this city.

"Starting about three days ago, every night, the entire city is shrouded in a deadly fog. If the fog is thin, you can still avoid death by wearing a mask, but in thick fog, ordinary creatures will be corroded by the magic just by breathing in the fog.

"Although reactions vary depending on each person's constitution and quality, if it's severe, death can occur in less than an hour."

As he spoke, his expression became serious: "I don't know the exact number yet, but according to my estimation, the death toll should have reached hundreds of thousands!