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"If I were a local, it would be really difficult to do. I'd have to find a way to get it from the source. The final effect wouldn't be as good as Cu Chulainn's, and I'd be limited, making it difficult to expand this technique to other places...

"But if we want to transform it into magic, as long as we have a theoretical basis, it'll be fine. Durandal can't do it, but if it's Ame no Murakumo... we can try to transform Ame no Murakumo into the body of Yamata no Orochi. Although Ame no Murakumo isn't Yamata no Orochi, it was dug out from its tail after all...

"Well, is Ms. Ritsuka finally going to become a Kamen Rider? Why not just call her Kamen Rider Yamata no Orochi from now on?"

While thinking about it, Morpheus had already made up his mind that when he returned, he would use Fujimaru Ritsuka's Ame no Murakumo to study this technique. If he failed, it would be fine. If he succeeded, it would be a great help to Fujimaru Ritsuka, who was still just an ordinary human being.

So, after figuring out the secret, Morpheus punched the unconscious Cu Chulainn without hesitation.

The Holy Grail emerged from Cuchulainn's body and floated in front of Morpheus.

Reaching out his hand and grasping the Holy Grail, Morpheus looked at the woman not far away and smiled: "Miss Maeve, right?"

"What a strange human being! Are you a Servant? I can sense the aura of a Servant from you."

"I'm human, but I'm also a Servant, or rather, I have some Servant certifications. You can understand it that way." Morpheus looked at the woman, a little curious. "Your plan failed, and you're not angry?"

"I was already angry when you defeated Cu Chulainn." Maeve said, raising her head slightly, looking proud. "But I am the queen, and I will not stay angry forever. Since this plan has failed, I will just let it go."

"I thought you had let Cu Chulainn be the king and you would condescend to be the princess, but I didn't expect you to call yourself the queen." As soon as Morpheus finished speaking, he heard a whip sound and a whip scratched his face.

But Morpheus did not dodge, just looked at the other person.

If the opponent really wants to hit him, the whip will naturally not pass by from the side. Of course, even if it really hits him, it will not be able to break the defense.

"I will always be the Queen!"

"Okay, the Holy Grail has been recovered. The next step is to restore the era. You should all go back, but before that, take a picture." He took out the camera and took a lot of pictures of Maeve.

The woman who was supposed to be the mastermind behind this incident was extremely cooperative and even struck a beautiful pose, looking like a star.

The world has begun to shake, everything is dissipating, time and space begin to disappear at this moment, moving towards the correct timeline.

Watching her body begin to dissipate, Maeve suddenly asked Morpheus, "Why are you taking pictures? Do you need my autograph?"

"Sure, if you're willing to sign." Morpheus said as he walked over. A pen and his golden magic book appeared in his hand. After opening a page, he smiled and said, "Sign here."

After receiving the book, Maeve revealed a look of surprise. This book turned out to be a Noble Phantasm, and a Noble Phantasm of the highest standard, definitely made by a god. And such a precious book, and they wanted her to sign it?!

But then she thought of another possibility.

Could it be that this person has taken a fancy to me? That's why he signed such a precious thing?

So, Maeve, whose self-esteem was greatly satisfied, signed the book very readily. After returning the book and pen to the other party, her body disappeared.

Morpheus looked at the signature on the book and showed a happy expression.

"Queen Maeve's autograph! This can draw out a lot of power, ha! I can use it to strengthen magic related to Celtic mythology!"

As he was speaking, the world had collapsed, and he had reached the last time he could survive. With a burst of teleportation, when Morpheus opened his eyes again, he had returned to Chaldea.

Looking at Fujimaru Ritsuka, Mashu and the others who were checking their status, Morpheus asked, "How is it?"

"We've taken photos of all the Servants we've met, and everyone's been very cooperative!" Fujimaru Ritsuka said with a smile. "And everyone was surprised when they found out the world was resetting and they had to return to the Throne of Heroes. It seemed like they didn't expect the problem to be solved so quickly."

Morpheus shrugged. "It's really quite simple. Just fight casually and it's over. Besides, Maeve is unusually easy to talk to for a mastermind. But it may also be because the Holy Grail is already in my hands."

As he spoke, he handed the Holy Grail to Mashu and watched as she absorbed the Holy Grail into her shield.

Then, Morpheus fell into deep thought.

Fujimaru Ritsuka asked curiously, "What are you thinking about? Did something happen?"

Morpheus shook his head: "The Servant Arjuna I met is a Servant of the Indian pantheon, and the Karna you met is the same, a being from the same epic.

"I used some methods to study the beast master's magic weapon, that is, Shiva's magic weapon, and gained some inspiration..."

"Shiva's magic weapon?" Fujimaru Ritsuka was surprised. Even though he didn't read many mythological stories, he knew the name Shiva.

Morpheus actually started studying Shiva's power. What is he planning to do?!

"The Masculine Supremacy and the Feminine Supremacy represent 9=2 and 8=3, respectively. They are the power to reach the inhuman realm. Isn't this path difficult to follow? Even if I use special techniques to call upon Babalon's power and allow myself and the other to merge, the cost is terrifying. So I'm wondering if there's an alternative."

"Replacement?"

"Shiva also represents the masculine supreme, while Kali, the opposite of her, or Parvati, the Snow Mountain Goddess, represents the feminine supreme. In Indian mythology, their union represents the initial perfection, and they can also correspond to each other.

"I can now try to channel Shiva's power, and based on that, draw upon Kali's power. I can't say I can directly break through and step into the upper triple crown, but at least... I can find a way to reach the 7=4 realm.

"Or, perhaps relying on Shiva's power to manifest the power of matter and guide oneself to communicate with the guardian archangel Zadkiel... this is also possible."

Fujimaru Ritsuka asked cautiously, "Are you sure that summoning the power of Shiva and Kali won't lead to destruction?"

"How could it be so simple? I'm just a mere magician. How could I possibly possess the power to summon an angel that could destroy the world?" Morpheus waved his hand. "The angelic power I've summoned so far can only destroy the Earth. Destroying the world is impossible!"

Hearing this, Fujimaru Ritsuka looked helpless.

What does it mean to "only" destroy the Earth? Does that mean destroying the Earth is just commonplace? It's not something you can bring yourself to talk about?

But soon, she noticed something else.

"The guardian of 7=4 is Sakir?"

"Yes, he is an archangel who is very helpful for learning. However, you should learn slowly first. After all, you haven't even been an initiate for long."

After Morpheus finished speaking, he left humming a song. Looking at Morpheus's happy expression, Fujimaru Ritsuka blinked.

Mashu on the side said: "Senior, it seems that Senior Morpheus has gained a lot of benefits this time. He is so happy."

"I think he's just having fun researching." Olga Marie walked over and saw Morpheus leaving without saying hello. She just said to the others, "You should go and rest first. Although this operation was easy, there were some problems. The Servants may not be really willing to help us directly. We need to discuss this matter later."

Seeing several people leave, Olga Marie shouted again: "Black Jeanne, wait a moment, I have something to tell you."

Black Jeanne looked at the other party with some confusion, not understanding why the other party was looking for her.

Instead, Olga Marie coughed and said, "There are some things about Morpheus that I need to know."

Chapter 190: Morpheus's Origin Story

Black Jeanne followed Olga Marie with some doubts and came to her private office.

Olga Marie is the director of Chaldea. In addition to having her own dedicated seat in the command room, she also has an independent office full of private space.

However, this office does not look very luxurious. It is similar to an ordinary office. If I have to say something, it is probably that there are more books in the room. An entire wall is filled with books, which shows his status as the director.

This reminded Black Jeanne of something Morpheus had said.

These high-ranking officials always like to put a pile of books in the place where they meet people. It doesn’t matter whether they read them or not. The important thing is that the guests who come in can see these books and show off their "erudition".

This is still considered good. If you are more ruthless, you can let your subordinates choose a bunch of books and read out the titles of the books like the names of dishes during the speech. In this way, even an elementary school student can pretend to be a doctor and then rule a country.

When Morpheus said these words, his face was full of sarcasm. Although Black Joan of Arc didn't know who he was talking about, she could still clearly feel Morpheus' disdain for the person he was talking about.

As a general in the war between France and England, Joan of Arc had come into contact with many people. As for the people Morpheus mentioned, she could only evaluate them as being worse than even the lowest nobles.

At this moment, looking at the books on Olga Marie's wall-sized bookshelf, she also became curious about what kind of person Olga Marie was.

Is he a fool who uses these books to show off his knowledge, or a truly capable person?

At least from the contact in recent days, this woman does have some ability. The entire Chaldea is running in an orderly manner under her control, and is getting better and better. If it weren't for the current shortage of resources, Chaldea might be able to survive to the limit of its ability.

"That's..." Black Jeanne pointed casually at a book with a curious look on her face.

"That book?" Olga Marie looked over and took it out after seeing the book over there. "It's related to management, not magic. Before I took over Chaldea, I was just a magician who specialized in magic. Although it's a large family, I don't actually know much about management.

Olga Marie said this, looking at the book with some nostalgia. Black Jeanne found that the cover of the book was very clean, but from the corners of the pages inside, it could be seen that there were some wrinkles.

"In order to learn how to manage Chaldea, I specifically purchased a batch of instructional books written by ordinary people. This is one of them. Although they are not good at research in magic, they are very good at other research. The establishment of Chaldea was largely due to the efforts of these ordinary people."

"Ordinary people? It is humans who write human history, and among them, ordinary people make up the majority. Magicians are a minority after all." Black Jeanne d'Arc said. She was now certain that the woman in front of her was indeed reading the book seriously.

Because, she even saw the novel on the bookshelf!

Generally, people who want to show off their status will not put novels online!

However, Black Jeanne did not forget the reason why the other party came to see her. She asked curiously, "Director, what exactly do you want to talk to me about?"

Olga Marie fell silent. She hesitated for a moment, cleared her throat, and then slowly said, "Actually, I'm just a little curious about Morpheus's current condition!"

"Curious about Morpheus's condition?" Black Jeanne became even more curious. She looked at Olga Marie, who was evading her gaze, and was puzzled for a moment. Suddenly, she reacted and smiled wickedly.

She is not Joan of Arc, but a replica created by Giles based on his own delusion. She has the mischievous side of Joan of Arc, but is more violent. Perhaps Giles is too self-deprecating and did not input the idea of ​​"she likes me" into her consciousness.

However, this also leads to the difference in Black Joan of Arc's personality from Joan of Arc. She is not as kind as Joan of Arc. On the contrary, she is more aggressive and likes to tease others more.

So after noticing that Olga Marie was in a somewhat strange state and having some guesses, Jeanne d'Arc suddenly became playful, but still asked with a curious look, "Tell me, I will cooperate with you. After all, it's for the Master."

Olga Marie was startled and asked quickly, "Are you worried about Morpheus too?"

"Of course, of course I'm worried about Morpheus. He is my Master, and we have a very close relationship. I am his only servant so far!" When Jeanne d'Arc said this, she deliberately turned her head away slightly, as if she was shy, and at the same time carefully looked at Olga Marie from the corner of her eyes.

Olga Marie's eyes suddenly widened: "I, in my current state, can also be considered his Servant!"

"Not really. Although they are somewhat similar in structure, you are actually a ghost, the director, his superior. He is only acting this way to save you, isn't he? Unlike me, I was summoned because of the bond between us!"

"Bond..."

Olga Marie was immediately defeated. There was nothing wrong with this description. The reason why Black Jeanne d'Arc was summoned was indeed because of the bond between Black Jeanne d'Arc and Morpheus. The connection between the two was too close, which led to the first servant summoning directly summoning Black Jeanne d'Arc.

After all, at that time, Morpheus chose to suffer for Joan of Arc and helped her bear the original sin after being born!

But when she thought of this, Olga Marie became listless and didn't know what to say.

Seeing Olga Marie being defeated in an instant, Black Jeanne curled her lips, feeling unhappy. She secretly muttered that the opponent's defense was too poor, so she said, "But there are many people who are close to the Master, such as the Moon Goddess Artemis, the Witch Medea, the legendary hunter Atalanta, and so on..."

With each name mentioned, Olga Marie's expression darkened. However, in the end, Jeanne d'Arc said, "Of course he has strengths. After all, the Master and the Director have a contract, and he even protected the Director when he was almost dead."

"Yes, that's right!" Olga Marie, resurrected!

What a comfort... Black Jeanne thought secretly as she watched Olga Marie who was resurrected instantly.

Then she asked, "So, what does the director want to ask?"

"Ahem, it's nothing. He and you are a Servant and a Master after all. Have you ever dreamed about him?"

"Dream?" Jeanne Black was stunned for a moment, then her lips curled up again. "I think this is a good suggestion. For the sake of the Master's physical and mental health, let's tell him everything we dreamed about, and then find out if there's anything we missed. How about that?"

"I want to say it too?!"

"Of course, you must have dreamed about it too. And instead of thinking about it alone, it would be better for us to think about it together. Or, is it that the director didn't actually come to me for the sake of the Master's physical and mental health?"

Seeing the suspicion in Black Jeanne's eyes, Olga Marie took a deep breath and nodded: "Okay, let's do as you said, and we will both tell each other everything we dreamed about!"

"Well, let me tell you first." Black Jeanne d'Arc said, telling what she had dreamed.

……

It was a sunny day.

Morpheus got up from the bed as usual and stretched.

I am ten years old now and a little adult.

Yawning, he went to the bathroom and washed up carefully, then had a casual breakfast of simple bread and bacon, plus some fresh vegetables.

After finishing the task, he took his schoolbag and left home. He was the only one in the house.

What a boring life, babbling along with these students. School ends very early, and the sun is still hanging above the sky.

After leaving school and returning home, he finally saw another person in the family, his mother, the slightly decadent woman.

"You're back, baby!"

Although the mother looked depressed, she still smiled at Morpheus and shook the toy car in her hand: "Look, look what I bought for you!"

Looking at the toy car, Morpheus, who had no interest at all, smiled and showed a happy expression like any other child: "Thank you, Mom. I love you!"

This sentence made the originally depressed woman happy. She hugged Morpheus and kissed him gently on the face: "Mom loves you too, baby."

Although he didn't like this kind of toy, Morpheus could feel his mother's love and he also hoped that this woman could be happier.

But the woman today seemed to be a little worried. She looked at Morpheus from time to time while eating, always wanting to say something but saying nothing.

His mother is a very young girl, actually only twenty-five years old now.

She had been raising him, and he had always been careful not to cause trouble for her.

If it weren't for the good child welfare and single-parent family subsidies in the UK, this woman might have been crushed by life long ago.

"Is there something wrong, Mom?" Then, it was Morpheus who spoke. He seemed to see through everything and gave the woman a chance to speak.

"It's just... your life here isn't very good either. I was wondering if I should let you go to Academy City... you know, the one in Japan. I heard there are a lot of people with super powers there. Don't you like these weird things the most?

"Besides, I heard that the students there live a very good life, the technology is better than outside, and the living standard is also great. If you go there, you should be able to live a better life, right?" said the woman, her face full of guilt when she said these words.

She has always wanted to give her child a good life, but until now, she feels that there is still no chance of reconciliation. If she had sent her child to Academy City earlier, perhaps it would not be like this.