Huh? Are they all real?...

But she calmly reiterated her answer:

That's all. I can't give you an answer that doesn't exist.

"After all, you need to know that she doesn't want you to discover any problems, so the sword must be left behind. Besides, she's also afraid that you'll need that spark!"

In that calm that showed no regard for even death, she handed the Holy Grail to Moen.

After instinctively accepting the Holy Grail, the anger and terror in Moen's eyes vanished completely.

All that remains is loneliness, a loneliness that penetrates to the very soul.

This sight made her feel even more strongly the strange sensation of her heart being tightly blocked.

It's painful, extremely painful.

Almost instinctively, she raised her hand and touched Moen's cheek, saying:

"I'm sorry, but that's the answer."

Once again, she pulled Moen back into her arms and hugged her tightly.

"I'm sorry, I don't know how else to comfort you."

But to her surprise, it seemed that every time she did this, the result was completely the opposite.

This time, although Moen didn't leave her embrace, he said something else entirely:

"This is not the Holy Grail."

She calmly held Moen and said:

Please stop deceiving yourself.

Moen had already lifted his head from her embrace.

He raised the Holy Grail, which probably no other deity could distinguish as real or fake, and said:

"This is not the Holy Grail; it's just a counterfeit far inferior to yours. It can fool others, but it can't fool me."

After saying this, Moen lowered his head and pleaded:

"You know I can't really hurt you because you've truly taken care of everything for us as Ceresera. So please, tell me the answer. I really can change all of this!"

This time, Moen didn't question with anger; all he did was plead.

The voice didn't cry out, but it sounded like that of a child with nowhere else to turn.

She wasn't Moen's mother, nor did she have any feelings for her. The overwhelming fear she had just experienced, which was beyond her comprehension, hadn't shaken her in the slightest.

But for some reason, the voice pierced her heart.

Without thinking, she blurted out:

"The Holy Grail is a gateway that cannot be left behind; behind it lies a strange history that can never be returned to."

She is the Holy Grail, but she has also become Seresera, though she herself is unaware of it.

Chapter 378 The Maze (4k)

This was a response that far exceeded Moen's expectations.

He knew there must be something hidden here that they didn't want him to know.

But he never imagined it would directly involve the White Calamity he had been paying close attention to.

Unless, besides the white calamity that Moen knows about, there is another piece of strange history that even Moen doesn't know about that has been severed.

It's impossible to even think about it.

Well, after thinking about it seriously, Moen realized that he might actually be capable of doing such a thing.

Many times, Moen himself felt that he was excessively difficult to deal with.

But at least for now, there should only be this part; any more and the history of this world would become a complete mess.

However, a new problem arose.

That is, the Holy Grail was held by Asclepius, the Hermit of the Lake, and Moen remembered the archived memory very clearly.

He disguised himself as a hermit and went to the Lake of Twilight to find the Holy Grail. He found it at the bottom of the tranquil lake and eventually left it to Seresera.

But now, Seresera, the embodiment of the Holy Grail, is saying that the Holy Grail is the gateway to sealing off that strange history!

This clearly doesn't match Moen's memory.

Moreover, Moen remembered that the time of that strange history should be between the Age of Gods and the Second Age.

That is, before the hermit.

After thinking carefully for a long time, Moen, realizing he couldn't come up with an answer, asked her directly:

"You said the Holy Grail is the gateway to sealing off that strange history, but why do I have absolutely no memory of it?"

“I remember, right here, right at the foot of this mansion.”

Moen pointed to the mansion beneath his feet; the thick yellow wooden floorboards, even in the dim light, still revealed a jade-like translucency.

"The Holy Grail is in the heart of the Lake of Twilight. I personally retrieved it from the mud. It's not some kind of portal."

"Moreover, I remember all my memories clearly. The Holy Grail has always been in my hands, and I have never used it as a gateway."

Standing in front of Moen, she had already composed herself, though she herself didn't know why she had answered him.

Or rather, she deliberately ignored the growing number of mistakes and incomprehensible statements.

Now that the other party already knows what they are trying to hide.

So naturally she had no reason to continue hiding it, because she knew that once she failed here, she couldn't keep it a secret any longer.

So, she simply picked up her previous emotionless, cold voice and continued to answer:

"Yes, in the hermit's memory, there is no memory of the sect or that strange history, because it is indeed unrelated to you."

Upon hearing this, Moen immediately realized what was going on.

"It happened after I left? But that makes even more sense. The White Calamity should have occurred between the Age of Gods and the Second Age, but I left during the Second Age!"

At that moment, even Moen himself almost thought that two strange historical events had actually occurred.

Fortunately, her answers continued:

"Yes, you're right. It seems you know much more about that strange history than I expected."

"But what you don't know is that the Holy Grail wasn't a portal in the first place."

On that face, which was exactly the same as Seresera's, lay an expression that Moen had never seen before.

At this moment, she was getting closer and closer to the original Holy Lance.

Even when talking about their own affairs, they showed absolutely no emotional fluctuations.

It's simply stating the facts.

Moen felt that even an AI that was equally devoid of emotion possessed more 'emotion' than she did at that moment.

At least, AI with a specially tuned language system can still simulate emotions.

"The Holy Grail is a safety device, and then shortly after you left, this safety device was triggered."

"Therefore, the Holy Grail became an absolutely immovable gateway."

So that’s it?

Moen then suddenly realized what was going on.

No wonder it doesn't match the hermit's memories at all.

"what happened?"

Moen asked her impatiently. But to his surprise, she shook her head and said:

"I don't know. I only know my mission. And much more, I know nothing at all."

"For example, you'll definitely want to ask why the insurance was triggered and what happened over there."

“I can tell you directly that even if I was designed as a safety device, I have absolutely no idea what I am supposed to lock or who designed me this way!”

Her answer made Moen look disappointed.

Surprisingly, even at such a close distance, there was still no significant gain.

No, it's not that I didn't gain much; it's that I was asking for too much.

Moreover, Moen, having quickly adjusted his mindset, continued looking at her and said:

"You're so careful to keep me from knowing this, I think it's either because it's Celestella's wish, or because you know exactly where Celestella is, right?"

She lowered her head slightly and said:

"Yes, I know exactly where your queen is. But this is a very dangerous matter!"

Her answer relieved Moen of his biggest worry.

Although Moen was certain that she knew, Moen was also genuinely afraid that she would say she didn't.

After all, this really does sound like something Seresera would do.

They always swallow bad things alone, as if that would make nothing happen.

Realizing that Moen would definitely come, both her expression and tone changed slightly.

Her expression revealed a very obvious urgency. And this urgency was even more evident in her tone of voice.

She suddenly stepped forward and approached Moen, speaking quickly:

"I don't know just how dangerous that strange history was, nor do I know why I was treated as a door that shut everything out, but I do know what's inside."

"It's not just the strange history behind the door that's dangerous. The labyrinth designed to prevent the door from being opened is also dangerous!"

A maze designed to prevent doors from being opened?

She immediately noticed the confusion in Moen's eyes as she stared intently at him, which prompted her to quickly explain:

"Yes, I don't know what's behind the door, but there is indeed an extremely dangerous maze designed on this side of the door to ensure its safety."

"I can assure you, it's a terrifying labyrinth that even the gods would fear! Because the one who designed this labyrinth is..."

She, who was trying to stop Moen from going there by telling him how terrible the maze was, suddenly froze on the spot.

Because she discovered that there were significant gaps in her memory.

Moen, standing in front of her, said with much greater understanding:

"You've forgotten too, haven't you? You always thought your memory was fine, and even thought you remembered, but when you actually needed to recall and say it, you couldn't remember anything at all."

Before she could react further, Moen laughed:

"Yes, me too."

"And there is also a gap in the memory of that strange history."

It seems I really did something extraordinary in the history behind that door.

But what exactly is it?

Growing increasingly puzzled, Moen turned to ask another question that concerned him greatly:

"So you won't be able to go back safely either? To the true Holy Grail, won't you?"

She was unusually slow to respond when Moen asked her that question.

"Yes. Neither I nor she can go back. Because our replacements and all the arrangements you see now were completed before the insurance was fully triggered."

"The triggering of the insurance and the return of the door to its original position are not completed in an instant, but rather a certain gap is left."

"And once the doors are put back in place, the maze will kill all visitors."

This was what Moen had anticipated. It wasn't beyond his expectations.

Even though I was mentally prepared, I was still very disappointed.

"So, do you only know the location of the maze, or do you also know the entire layout of the maze?"

"I'm sorry, I was only able to find the location based on my connection with the Holy Grail. I know absolutely nothing about the labyrinth itself."

After nodding, Moen asked with a glimmer of hope: