He was imprisoned in Nibelungen for a thousand years, only to find out upon his release that he was

The man in the police uniform and trench coat—Chief Orlando, Caster, Alexandre Dumas's Master—shrugged as he sized up the blond boy, Flat.

"Flat Escaldes? The fact that you were able to complete the infiltration operation alone with minimal assistance proves that you are quite capable."

"hey-hey!"

The director solemnly said, "I had a premonition that Fadius had been hiding many things, and another old monster (Francesca) has also mysteriously disappeared."

"This Holy Grail War has definitely gone awry. At least we can be sure of it ever since that 'Odin' incident. Things are definitely out of control. Unfortunately, my position is somewhat of a constraint, making it inconvenient for me to investigate government agencies."

Orlando said that.

In fact, he had already established a cooperative relationship with Fadius and other behind-the-scenes figures before the Holy Grail War. As a collaborator, he naturally couldn't openly express suspicion or overstep his bounds in his investigation.

"Don't worry, Director. According to the cooperation agreement, the information interception channel I set up will also forward the message to the agreed-upon device!"

Orlando was somewhat surprised by Flatt's frankness and honesty, and he deliberately probed in a low voice:

"You're so confident in our cooperation? I've brought twenty-eight special forces soldiers directly under my command; your side is actually outmatched in combat strength. If I choose to back out and we break off relations here—"

Flatt blinked. "Twenty-eight people directly under you? But Chief, there's someone behind you who seems to be secretly leaking information about today's operation to some gangster executive!"

"How is this possible..."

Orlando felt a chill run down his spine and broke out in a cold sweat. These carefully selected subordinates were all his magic students, and they even had IC chips implanted in their bodies so that he could monitor their movements at all times.

When I came to my senses, the blond boy was already far away.

"...Now I believe you. You really are the prized disciple of that person in the Clock Tower."

……

Back at the motel, Flatt eagerly began receiving the decrypted "classified information."

"Odin's Abyss? Huh, what's that? Is it a novel? It looks really interesting..."

No, no, no, that's impossible! This is supposedly 'otherworldly intelligence' that Fadius obtained by working through the night.

After all that work, all they give us is a novel? Are you kidding me?

Flatt's smile remained, but his tone gradually became serious, and his gaze focused on one spot, "It does seem that this intelligence is not very good."

Are you referring to these opening sentences?

['Please don't waste your energy. There is no information about me in this world. Because of a dark force, the timeline I belong to has been erased, and my related history has been reduced to nothing.']

["I must tell you all the truth about the mastermind behind the creation of a false timeline and the heinous crimes... because he is hiding among you!"]

"I see. No wonder there's no information about the one who fought Odin in reality!"

“Mr. Jack, do you know that there is a theory in the magic world that says there is a mechanism for the convergence of world lines in human history, which is called ‘human rational foundation’ or ‘fixed belt’?”

“The correct world line is fixed, which is called ‘compiled event’, while the incorrect world line is erased, which is called ‘cut event’.”

"However, information about incorrect world lines occasionally circulates into reality. We usually call it 'Otherworld,' and we can also call such worlds 'Otherworld Belts.'"

[His worldline has been erased... Could it be... he's from another world!?]

[Since Lostbelts are erased timelines, how could he possibly return to reality?]

Flat grinned, his gaze grave. "So, this intelligence—no, this warning—is truly astonishing!"

"Does the world of magic actually harbor individuals so insane as to create Lostbelts?"

P.S., I'd like to recommend a friend's book.

Star Iron, we were supposed to be testing a game, but it all turned out to be real.

A game strategy player

Star Railroad is a famously difficult game.

It is known for the diverse combinations of eighteen different career paths and various unique items.

By chance, he was invited to test the fully immersive beta version of Star Iron.

[The Immortal Stranger: Good Deeds Bring Rewards]

[The Death Maniac: Becoming Stronger After Death]

【Pure Knight: Power of the Heart】

The beta version not only offers hundreds of Destiny paths to choose from as professions, but also provides an extra cheat code compared to regular players.

In addition, there are all sorts of beautiful girls.

Strategy, murder, invasion...

Moreover, it was discovered over a year later.

All the paths you've played will be reduced to a censored version and added to the gacha pool for players to draw.

"Overall, the new destiny 'Savior of Spinners' is a top-tier destiny of the new era, belonging to the 'Hunting' and 'Abundance' categories. Its strength is exceptionally high, and I highly recommend pulling for it!"

The originator of the cup-level theory evaluated it in this way.

Just when Yi Yu, suffering from a terminal illness, thought that her final days would pass by like this...

He suddenly found his in-game avatar appearing on the player's screen.

Originally, I only considered it as an Easter egg from the production team.

Until more than one familiar female voice came from outside the door.

Hearing his in-game titles being called out one by one, he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

Wow, this box!

Volume 1: Chapter 30: Are there any tough jobs next to our Snowfield City?

"Adra, is this what they call 'good news'?"

Fadius put down the deciphered document, his fingertips trembling slightly. Every time he scanned the information between the lines, his pupils dilated in shock.

No, what do you mean by "a ruthless person who creates Lostbelts is hiding in the magic world"?

Although he was essentially an undercover agent, Fadius was, to some extent, a returned overseas student who had studied at the Clock Tower in Britain.

He had also come into contact with and learned about the basic theories of world lines.

But... how could anyone invent such a niche term as "changing the world line"?

Think about it carefully.

The magicians of Snowfield City went through all sorts of trouble to gather a group of people, and then they all huddled together in this small place to fight to the death for a Holy Grail War. What was their motive?

The whole point is to turn this fake Holy Grail War into a "real Holy Grail War," all for the sake of a third method.

And what about the mastermind behind it all?

He frequently rewrites the timeline, creates false history, and commits heinous crimes unknown to anyone. In the end, he is exposed by supernatural information from outside reality and becomes the unparalleled mastermind behind the scenes.

It's just...

You understand, right?

Therefore, rationally speaking, he did not entirely doubt the authenticity of the content in "The Abyss of Odin".

The fact that all he got from all that hard work in contacting them was this little bit of information only made him more convinced of the hidden value within it.

Humans always have a compensatory mentality.

Fadius was already under immense pressure, walking on thin ice to maintain the Holy Grail War and deal with unexpected events during it.

He could not accept that he had spent a huge amount of time and energy, only to receive a novel that was worthless.

Therefore, he will quit the internet and devote himself to researching "Odin's Abyss"!

Adela's assistant rushed over, her face contorted in distress, her voice low and strained.

“I apologize, Mr. Dioran, I didn’t confirm the details beforehand. I reported directly to you after learning that the situation had developed…”

"Ugh!"

Fadius waved his hand in the air, indicating that he wouldn't dwell on the trivial details. He had many other things to investigate, and not just this one or two.

The conflicts among the Servants in the Holy Grail War, the increasing number of foreign magicians recently, the mysterious "otherworld" where the great god Odin exists, and the questioning and urging from superiors, etc.

The mere thought of deepening control over these supernatural beings who were constantly causing trouble, and maintaining the America government agencies, made Fadius's head throb.

"Then let's sort out the situation. Adela, are you sure that the only information we've obtained through the communication spells we've established these past few days is this book, 'The Abyss of Odin'?"

"That's right, Mr. Dioran. What we've just read so far is the preface; the rest is still being deciphered."

Adela adjusted her glasses.

“We’ve tried before to send messages to them using the coordinates of the Lesser Grail, but we’ve only gotten the information we have now.”

Upon hearing this, Fadius frowned and said in a deep voice:

"If the Lesser Grail doesn't react soon, the container (Philya) is probably in grave danger, making the task of retrieving the Lesser Grail even more difficult."

The humanoid vessel—that is, Philia Einzbern—was originally an alchemical doll designed by the Einzbern family to independently house and manage the fragile Lesser Grail devices.

If something happens to Felia, and given the poor state of that 'other world,' where there is at least a battle at the level of a chief god, the Lesser Grail would likely be severely damaged if it were affected, and might even be instantly reduced to dust.

"But it's still uncertain, so this communication channel cannot be interrupted. We must continue trying, understand?"

"Yes, Mr. Dioran."

Just as Edra turned around to return to her workstation, new information arrived in quick succession: "Wait, the next part of 'Odin's Abyss' has also been deciphered."

"Bring it here quickly!"

Fadius urged.

Once he got his hands on it, he couldn't wait to start reading.

There's no way around it; the information revealed in the opening preface is simply too shocking.

At first, I was trapped in a cage-like world, a harsh environment. The enemy's henchmen roamed the area. And I was alone, clearly outnumbered…

Realizing the dire situation, I was restless day and night, unable to eat or sleep, but I could not surrender and give up the fight!

"Admit it!" I told myself, "You simply cannot tolerate that high-ranking, mastermind who manipulates history."

Because that mastermind is completely different from me. He crossed all boundaries by conducting inhumane experiments. He established and built up influence around the world, weaving a vast and heinous web!

He didn't even spare his own children, relentlessly pursuing his goal with the coldest logic, sacrificing lives, families, and even human civilization!

And I, the evidence that the mastermind failed to erase after committing the crime, will be the only one in this world capable of uncovering the truth. There is absolutely no possibility of us coexisting.

Therefore, though outnumbered and outmatched, I choose to fight to the very end! I will fight in the streets, I will fight in the wilderness, I will fight on the overpasses, and I will never give up!

Even if I fall into deeper trouble and face an uncertain fate, the evidence I have recorded and preserved will ensure that all my efforts so far will not have been in vain, as long as it reaches your hands!

All of this is to protect the world line you inhabit.

Fadius took a deep breath, his emotions surging.

He considered himself an ordinary magician with no lofty moral ideals.

His presence in charge of the behind-the-scenes work of the Holy Grail War was also based on his family's request, to fulfill the long-cherished wish of his ancestors since they participated in the Third Holy Grail War in Fuyuki.

He didn't even feel any affection for America. He and his family were deeply bound to the America government by interests, and Fadius's own vision and perspective were limited to that.

But when faced with a hero who has nowhere to go but is willing to protect other timelines, it is still hard not to be moved and ponder.

Fadius sighed inwardly. According to the written account, this person seemed to be troubled by his own weakness and incompetence from beginning to end, coupled with the pessimistic description in the preceding text.

It seems that although this unsung hero was able to put up a brief fight and preserve evidence of his crimes, he was ultimately powerless to reverse the situation.

Most likely, they died heroically.

What a pity!

He continued reading and soon noticed the most valuable information.

The first piece of evidence points to the "Laplace Computer Demon" research project, a research facility directly under the jurisdiction of Area 51 military base.

Fadius's eyes widened instantly, his body trembled, and he involuntarily leaned back tactically.

Wait a minute, isn't Area 51 right next to our Snowfield City?

That's a key military location in America. If there's something wrong with this place, doesn't that mean that guy's hand has already reached into the upper echelons of America?

The information about 'the Black Hand' gathering influence around the world' flashed through his mind again.

Fadius felt a jolt in his heart, as if he had finally sensed just the tip of the iceberg of the terrifying power behind the scenes.