Xingyue, is Xiaokai also considered Kai?

"Speaking of which, Chitose Manazuru and her Servant Lucius are really not to be underestimated. I wasn't even confident in fighting that guy who could seem to engulf a planet if he just grew freely, but Lucius's Longinus pierced right through me."

What was said in jest was taken seriously by the listener. Novia asked Anubis with a surprised expression.

"A Servant whose size can engulf a planet?"

"Yes, as far as I know, that guy cut himself into seven parts before he descended, and after appearing in the Holy Grail War, he merged back into one, devouring the dragon veins, his master, and even the local people—the endless serpent Ouroboros."

At this moment, Yama noticed that Novia was once again looking down thoughtfully.

He suddenly opened his mouth towards Novia, but no words came out. Novia immediately sensed that Yama had something to say.

"Do you have anything else to say, Yama?"

"That's the one……"

Yan Mo paused, then pointed in a direction. "I have another insignificant piece of information. Actually, nobody knows who the winner of the Holy Grail War at Cape Canaveral is, but I have a feeling it should be Mote."

"why would you say so?"

Although Novia had some idea of ​​this, she was still curious about Yama's speculation.

"Because I was the first person to die."

In many mythologies, Yama, as the god of death, is clearly recorded as the first human to die. To some extent, it can be said that he brought death to mankind, binding them to a short life and the interior of the sea planet.

"So at that time, I could sense the death emanating from Mott, who invited me—the death of those people filled with courage and fearlessness, single-mindedly focused on opening up new locations. So I thought he must be the victor who destroyed Cape Canaveral. Strangely enough, the magic gathered from that Holy Grail War didn't seem to exist on Mott—"

"Yama, I vaguely remember the direction you're pointing in."

Tiamat, who was eating grilled squid, raised a hand, subtly interrupting Yama.

After realizing that the grandson Novia was referring to wasn't Enki, but rather Yama, she was a little puzzled but didn't dwell on it. After all, even if he was an Indian deity, he was still a lovely child...

In short, she felt much relieved after confirming that it wasn't Enki or Marduk.

"That's where the spiritual deprivation suffered by the children of this world begins, turning them all into decadent and unambitious children. What a hateful authority! Even so, useless children are still adorable, aren't they? No—"

As she was talking, Tiamat seemed to realize something and suddenly panicked. Her eyes darted around, and she hurriedly shook her head and waved her hands, even dropping the grilled squid in her mouth onto the table.

"No, I'm not saying it's good for children to be useless; that would be worrying. What I mean is that children need to be taken seriously. No, you can't spoil them, because that can easily lead to bad things and make you angry. You have to keep a close eye on them and watch them to make sure they don't do anything wrong. Just keep a close eye on them—a super close eye!"

Given that his own god had a good relationship with this Mesopotamian creator goddess, and with the great goddess Durga not present, Yama naturally began drinking red wine as if no one else was there, while Anubis buried his head in his roast beef, also appearing as if he didn't understand, didn't know, or hadn't heard anything.

"Isn't this still spoiling your child?"

Without thinking, Novia blurted it out.

"Hug, sorry!"

These words startled Tiamat so much that she began to tremble. Looking at her intertwined fingertips, she stammered, "I'm sorry, I... I'm so useless. I won't stay useless forever, I'll grow, sob, forgive me..."

Her reaction was so strong that it seemed as if she were facing a difficult choice.

"..."

Novia was speechless, unsure of what to say to Tiamat, who had suddenly shown signs of 'failure'.

The next second——

With a snap, the juvenile Tiamat forcefully swung the skewer she was holding downwards and plunged it in.

Point it at the back of her hand that she has placed on the table.

The suddenness of the event startled both Yama and Anubis, who opened their eyes wide in shock. Generally speaking, the weapons people wield appear motionless to the two Grim Reapers, but unfortunately, both of them had lost their power. Furthermore, Tiamat was the Mother Goddess of Creation, and even in her nascent form, she was not to be underestimated.

Yama thought that Gavia, the god of fortune-telling, would help Tiamat avoid the divination sticks as if nothing had happened. However, the holy god of fortune-telling remained unmoved by the situation and did not even raise an eyebrow. Then, at the critical moment, the divination stick of the Mother Goddess of Creation pierced the gap between her fingers.

Although it wouldn't hurt much to insert it, Tiamat was still in a panic because she didn't expect that it wouldn't go in.

"...Waaaaah, oh?! Why couldn't it be inserted..."

"Now you know your own worth, Daughter of Creation."

Novia covered half her face with one hand, leaving only one eye exposed. "And I am Novia."

For some reason, Novia always found it amusing to tease Tiamat like this, especially the way Tiamat looked as if she was afraid of making her angry. Although the reason was unclear, she still found it quite interesting.

"No, no, it's mother, it's mom, it's Mother Goddess."

"Didn't you say before that in order to speak out, you had to 'self-seal' yourself and transform from the Mother of Creation into the Daughter of Creation, and that this was considered a regression from infancy?"

Novia suddenly called her name in a very affectionate tone, "Could it not be? The daughter of destiny."

Actually, he had noticed that when Tiamat spoke to him, she never referred to herself as "Mother" or "father," but she would refer to herself as such when speaking to Anubis and Yama. Novia thought to herself, "It must be because of the Holy Spirit that I really don't want to acknowledge."

"Ugh... I didn't expect this... As expected, this really won't work."

However, Tiamat's attitude was completely opposite to what Novia had imagined. She became unusually reserved, took three steps back, and stiffly lowered her head. Her ears were bright red, and even the cheeks exposed under her bangs were flushed.

"Witness my power... You'll see, won't you?"

To be honest, Novia was very interested, but he was also puzzled by the first, almost cruel feeling that had arisen in his heart.

In short, the young man smiled.

His smile was clear and flawless, like the twinkling stars in the sky, a smile that came from the most unrestrained part of his heart as he smiled at Tiamat.

After a moment of silence, Tiamat also gave Noah a slight smile.

"I don't want to lose... Super Tiamat, deploy! Boom boom boom boom boom boom!"

then.

"Like this, bite down."

The juvenile Tiamat's fangs bit Novia's ear, and the heat from the shop mixed with the heat radiated onto Novia's face.

"Overwhelming victory, huh? I'll give you a pat on the head. Did I perform... well?"

Chapter 515 The Imposter.

The middle layer of Akihabara, a tourist city, has a three-dimensional, layered structure.

This area is a bit far from the bustling city center and is quite quiet.

Next to the nature park is a building that houses various public facilities, one of which is the classroom that Erise often went to.

When she arrived, class had already started. She casually walked to her seat, then flopped down and started to sleep, though she only closed her eyes and didn't actually fall asleep.

The students, who were scattered throughout the spacious, fan-shaped classroom, and the teacher on the podium, were already used to it and didn't say much.

Well, their initial impression of Erise was, 'That girl probably comes to class once a month, sometimes not at all. Her attendance rate is so low, yet her attitude towards learning is so enthusiastic, and she gets a lot of credits, which is quite a contrast.'; Now it's, 'This person comes every day, but her attitude towards learning is very lazy, which is a big difference compared to before.'

The main reason, of course, is that the Demon King has disappeared.

Suddenly, Eri opened her eyes and swayed her body, as if she was comfortably enjoying the feel of the wooden chair.

Kuonji's friend and his Servant are really strange...

Although she expressed her resistance to getting close to Novia and stared at him with sharp eyes from her bangs every time they met, he behaved himself and did not suddenly barge into the room as before. However, his servant Tiamat was a different story.

He always stares intently at Erise, then interrupts her when she tries to escape the awkward atmosphere by using her tablet.

"...Are you a cat?"

"cat?"

"...If I had to make a comparison, you'd be more like a dog. And your hair is so soft."

"Mother, I am not a dog."

"Yes, it's a dog."

Erise seemed unconcerned by Tiamat's reply, and simply barked.

“Mother, I know about dogs, Eri.”

"Oh, you actually knew that? That's great—did I just say something weird?"

At that moment, Eri was resting her chin on her hand, sulking to herself. She glanced at Novia, who looked completely unconcerned, and said, "Ah, never mind. Your Master is over there. Don't keep staring at me here."

“Mom, I think Eri is like a dog at times like this, the rebellious kind.”

"Nothing like it at all."

Eri was speechless at the thought that such a nonsensical conversation could happen to her, but she couldn't help but dislike Tiamat's temperament.

Time flies, and before Eri Sei could finish the class, she was reminiscing about these things.

"Finally, I'd like to briefly introduce an American who left behind only a small step, but that small step went further than anyone else's."

The screen changed to match the AI's explanation.

It was a world of stark contrasts: a gray sea of ​​debris, a vacuum of space, and a person in a spacesuit climbing down a ladder in the shadow of a lunar lander to stand on the lunar surface.

"This is the first person in human history to set foot on the surface of the moon."

"what?!"

Eri heard a gasp of surprise, but not one of admiration.

Don't make a fuss over nothing. I already knew about this.

"Humans on the moon? How is that possible? Are they even living, breathing people?"

"That happened 56 years ago. Three astronauts flew to the moon, and two of them set foot on the lunar surface."

"Half a century ago? But back then, there shouldn't have been sophisticated enough control devices to calculate orbits!"

"Have."

Suddenly, Eri spoke, drawing everyone's attention. She didn't say anything more after that, just remained silent.

"Yes, just like Eri said, there are."

Another documentary image appeared on the screen: a heavy, brass-colored box that looked to weigh several tens of kilograms, and a small keyboard.

"This is the navigation computer of the Apollo spacecraft, a single-core 8-bit computer. At that time, the lunar lander was already equipped with a very complete and excellent computer. Compared with the smartphones in your hands, this computer's computing speed is less than one ten-thousandth. Yet it still guided the lunar lander in an autopilot mode. Moreover, before the moon landing, the navigation system malfunctioned due to human error and had to be shut down and restarted."

Then the students around him couldn't believe it.

"This is outrageous and extremely reckless."

"Yes, it was a very reckless attempt. Some people have even paid with their lives for it."

"If that's the case, then it's even more impossible! He's really relaxed. The outside world is a vacuum with no air pressure, a hellish place with temperatures reaching 110 degrees Celsius. He could die at any moment. It's really impossible!"

For some reason, Eri felt annoyed listening to these people keep saying they didn't believe anyone had ever been on the moon.

The chubby astronauts in the scene are clearly enjoying the weightless world, hopping and skipping around on the moon. Their lunar rover driving technique is also very crude, as if they are driving bumper cars in an amusement park, as if mocking the new humans half a century later for being too timid.

This chapter concludes in this way.

A new world beyond the ocean, the distant horizon, and the boundless universe—humanity has explored unknown spaces time and time again in the past. But ever since sending those cheerful rascals to the surface of the moon, humanity has never had the opportunity to go to places more distant than the moon.

Back when the Apollo spacecraft was launched, people envisioned a grand dream of exploring the universe, but today that dream remains just that—a dream.

Mars, Venus, or even the outer universe far from our solar system are all places yet to be reached by humankind.

Has humanity lost something precious?

Will there be anyone in the future who will be qualified to be a hero at the forefront of opening up the frontier, leading people to sail into a new world again?

Immediately afterwards, someone appeared in the classroom at the exact moment the class ended, calling out to Erise in a very affectionate voice:

"Erise, how did you do in class?"

"Your young lady is quite attentive in class."

Teacher Ai, who had originally planned to leave, greeted the woman's arrival with a deliberately affected tone—

True Crane, Thousand Years Old.

"Yes, I'm extremely serious."

It was only at times like this that Eri's dislike for her made Chitose feel a little uncomfortable.

Raising a child... is really hard, especially when she and I are in that kind of situation...

"I understand, I understand Eri's situation."

Chitose nodded quietly. "Is there anything you want to tell me? I can wait a moment."

"These are just minor matters and cannot be compared to your official duties."

Even though Chitose, as an AI teacher, was stiff and looked pitiful, Erise felt very uncomfortable every time she saw people who interacted with Chitose looking like they didn't dare to breathe. Although Chitose's tone sounded friendly when she answered the teachers, it was definitely not because she treated AI as one of her own. This girl was a pure tyrant and dictator!