Ex-Machina in Dimensional Travel

Just as Mordred was staring at the Noble Phantasm released by Mash, the overwhelming sharp stakes crashed head-on into the magic barrier.

The sound of sharp stakes breaking rang out one after another, but no one was happy that Mashu blocked the attack.

Because the broken spikes and flying debris in the air also mean that more spikes will be produced.

However, what everyone worried about did not happen.

The debris flying in the air simply fell to the ground, like ordinary objects, and remained motionless until the "rain" disappeared.

Modred was no longer as strong as before. Although he did not let down his guard, he did not attack again because he had seen some clues in this brief confrontation.

“You are not ‘he/she’.”

She said this with confidence, her green eyes beneath the helmet fixed on "Xuer", trying to find any difference.

Because she had no conclusive evidence, but with her amazing intuition, she was very sure of her judgment.

A breeze blew quietly through the place, slightly lifting the robe of "Xuer". The man in the black robe was indifferent to Mordred's speech, but the other three were all puzzled by the latter's speech.

Shizijie didn't say anything, and neither did the people present. After all, only Modred had actually fought with the person she mentioned.

Whether it was him or not, only Mordred could judge.

Although Mordred himself only made judgments based on intuition and had no actual evidence.

Is that why she didn't continue fighting?

No, although it can be judged that the other party is not the previous person, it is certain that the other party is in the same group as the previous person. Mordred naturally would not want to let the other party go.

However, due to her strength and the fact that her master and two others were also here, she could not guarantee that she could protect others while giving it a try.

Moreover, she could not fully believe that the girl holding the shield that gave her a familiar smell could protect the two of them, because she did not think that the girl named Mashu could protect the two Masters from such a powerful enemy.

After all, the enemy's abilities were so strange that even she couldn't figure out his methods.

"..."

"Shurl" ignored him and looked past Mordred, his gaze once again falling on Fujimaru Ritsuka.

This made Mashu react quickly and protect him behind her.

It was just because of the height and the shape of the shield that it was impossible to block "Xuer's" sight.

"..."

"Xiul's" silence and the others' subtle vigilance temporarily brought the situation to a stalemate.

"Ah, that... I am indeed the Master of Chaldea you mentioned..."

As if he had just remembered the other party's previous question, seeing the situation froze, Fujimaru Ritsuka immediately spoke:

"May I ask who you are and why you are doing these things?"

Although they were enemies just now and the two sides had a brief battle, seeing the other party's calmness at this moment, and the fact that he had not revealed a trace of "killing intent" from beginning to end, Fujimaru Ritsuka came to the conclusion that "the other party seemed to be able to communicate."

The most important thing is that both sides are currently in a stalemate, and he still feels it is better to say something.

“Really? I’m starting to miss everyone in Chaldea…”

Although he was wailing in his heart, Fujimaru Ritsuka had a serious expression on his face.

After all, the opponent's strength was obvious to all in this short confrontation. Despite his strength, he did not kill them, as if he was just playing with them (Fujimaru Ritsuka's opinion). Therefore, he also felt it necessary to try to communicate with them.

Naturally, his statement elicited a look of "Are you an idiot?" from Mordred.

Although Fujimaru Ritsuka's questions were also questions for everyone present, Mordred never thought that the enemy would answer them.

After all, there is no reason.

But before he could deny Fujimaru Ritsuka's behavior, a cold voice suddenly interrupted her thoughts.

"Reply, individual number thirteen..."

Something unexpected happened. No one present, including Fujimaru Ritsuka, had expected that the other party would actually respond so honestly?!

"real or fake……"

Mordred muttered in disbelief. Out of curiosity about the unknown, she temporarily suppressed her will to fight and waited for Fujimaru Ritsuka to dig out more information.

"He actually replied..."

Mashu was also surprised, as was Ritsuka Fujimaru who asked the question.

And this time, unlike the suddenness just now, the other party's voice was extra clear in the quiet night.

"And listen to this sound..."

Without waiting for them to continue guessing, "Xiul" gave a reply, reached out to wipe the brim of his hat, and took off the hood covering his head.

A hint of blue-purple immediately appeared under the moonlight, and a slightly childish face was revealed to everyone.

"...According to Commander Ji's orders, come and make contact with the people of Chaldea."

Following the orders given by the main body, the individual named "No. 13" ignored the Crimson Master and Servant present and began to talk to Fujimaru Ritsuka in front of everyone.

……

Chapter 63: A Not-So-Wonderful Contact

Child?

No, it's a puppet?

Xuul's face appeared before everyone's eyes. The moonlight sprinkled on his smooth face, reflecting a faint cold light on the silver metal parts.

After seeing all this, everyone was shocked.

Fortunately, Fujimaru Ritsuka, the main interlocutor, seemed to be used to it. He quickly adjusted his mindset, ignored the other party's abnormality, and continued to ask:

"Since you came here to contact us, why are you fighting us?"

Fujimaru Ritsuka didn't understand. The little bit of kindness they showed to him was real, but the beating they had shown him before was also real.

"Answer: Saber attacked first, and this machine fought back out of 'self-preservation'."

"What a joke! "Self-protection"? Who would believe your nonsense!?"

After hearing Shuul's answer, Mordred laughed angrily.

"Also, why are you trying to sabotage the Holy Grail War?!"

"Why are you affecting the nearby residents? What on earth are you planning to do?"

Although she knew that the "attack" did not cause any casualties among ordinary people, when she heard that this force would actually attack the church without regard for the safety of nearby residents, Mordred still harbored great malice towards this force.

In addition, one of the members of the opposing force had beaten her half to a pulp before, so it was impossible for her to give Xuer any good face.

If she hadn't had any concerns, she would have rushed up and torn the other person to pieces with her own hands.

However, in the face of Mordred's questioning, Shuul ignored it, as if in his eyes, only Fujimaru Ritsuka was worthy of attention.

This is indeed the case. After all, his mission is only to come into contact with the Master of Chaldea.

If possible, it would be best...

"whispering sound!"

Shuul's "ignorance" naturally caused Mordred's dissatisfaction, but just before he got angry, someone had already suppressed her anger.

"Saber, calm down."

Lion Jie quietly pushed himself to the back of the crowd, checking his "inventory" while using magic to soothe his servants.

Anyone with a discerning eye could see that the other party came for Fujimaru Ritsuka. That was perfect. If this question-and-answer situation continued, they would probably be able to hear more information.

While the boy was talking to Shul, Mashu was always standing in the front, alert to Shul's every move, in case the other party suddenly attacked.

"Actually, I'm curious why you and your 'companions' want to disrupt this holy..."

"Negative. We have no intention of disrupting the Holy Grail War. We are here only to seek what we seek."

Before Fujimaru Ritsuka could finish his words, Shuul interrupted him, which once again aroused the dissatisfaction of the red swordsman.

“Haha!!!”

No intention to spoil, are you serious?!

Mordred was so angry that he laughed. What a joke! You have no intention of disrupting the Holy Grail War, but you want to start a war with us, the red and black sides, like you do, and beat both sides?

Mordred gripped her weapon even tighter, and she now wished she could just rush forward.

If the Master hadn't been there to comfort him...

Seeing that the other party was really talking to him calmly, although the way of speaking was a little strange, Fujimaru Ritsuka's uneasiness was reduced a little.

At least the other person is someone you can really communicate with.

It would be great if we could resolve the issue without fighting.

Now, what the other party and his companions are pursuing is not what he cares about. What he cares about most now is the reason why he and Mashu came to this world.

However, he had no way to determine the abnormality, and could only rely on everyone in Chaldea to locate the source of the abnormality, such as the "Holy Grail" or something else.

He was considering his words, but when neither he nor anyone else was paying attention, an invisible ripple suddenly swept across everyone present without anyone noticing.

Only Mordred felt slightly uncomfortable.

However, before he could ask a question, Xuer in front of him suddenly said something shocking.

"It is certain that the formation of the singularity is due to our actions..."

"Ah?!" x2

"I knew it was you guys who did this 'good thing'!"

A few drops of cold sweat dripped down Shizijie's head. Could such a thing be said just like that?

Modred spoke again, making her own "victory declaration". After all, it was she who said that Shul was the culprit for the appearance of this singularity.

Not long ago, unlike the three people who did not immediately specify and were still guessing, Mordred believed from the beginning that this group of men in black were the source of the anomaly.

The master and servant from Chaldea were stunned by Shul's straightforward words. They were not surprised that the other party would admit it directly, but that he admitted it directly without even asking.

Although it's a bit unexpected, the fact that the other party has admitted it means that this matter can be resolved peacefully...

Thinking of this, Fujimaru Ritsuka ignored the shouts and walked out from behind Mordred and came behind Mashu.

He put a hand on Mashu's shoulder, telling her not to worry.

"That……"

"No, we won't leave until we've found what we want."

Although there was no hostility in the words, the implicit meaning of "rejection" could not be ignored.

A drop of cold sweat dripped from Fujimaru Ritsuka's forehead. Before he could say anything, the other party answered questions he had not yet asked.

What's going on, mind reading?

"The answer is, by collecting your facial expressions and verbal movements, we can infer the logic of your behavior."

A few drops of cold sweat broke out again.

At this moment, the corners of Fujimaru Ritsuka's mouth twitched slightly, and he was forcing a smile.

"Can something like this be 'guessed' so quickly?"

He just "shouted" this in his heart, and Xiuer in his eyes nodded immediately.

"affim."

"That...master...?"

Mashu called out quietly, bringing the boy's wandering thoughts back to her. She could sense Fujimaru Ritsuka's embarrassment, but since it was still unclear whether the fight would continue, she hadn't switched the pronouns in her words.

She turned her head slightly, alert to Xiuer's possible actions, and took the time to look at her companions, her eyes full of worry.

Seeing this, Fujimaru Ritsuka just shook his head slightly, quickly cheered himself up and smiled confidently again.

The two people's little actions naturally did not escape Xiuer's eyes, but he didn't care. After all, he wouldn't care about such a small matter.

"What riddle are those three of them mumbling?"

Mordred, who was listening to the conversation between the two, saw this and communicated with Lion Jie using magic in confusion.

After all, at the moment, it seems that the person who calls himself "Number 13" is speaking unilaterally. Although the other party is just responding, it seems that the initiative of this conversation is in his hands.