Chapter 002 2

"Ah, your willpower has paid off." Marinesberry put down his coffee and walked upstairs slowly. "Shall I go and negotiate?"

"Let Fujimaru go - I hope you have some self-awareness of your own shady temperament."

"Nice to meet you. I'm Fujimaru Ritsuka, from Phoenix Chaldea, the human survival guarantee agency." Fujimaru Ritsuka opened the door and looked down at the black-haired man lying on the bed with his clothes on his chest completely stained with blood. "We are a research institute and observatory that brings together researchers from various fields in order to enable human history to continue long and tenaciously. It is a spy agency jointly established by various countries to prevent the extinction of mankind, the "Bad End" - by the way, the superior agency is the United Nations and the Clock Tower."

"Come to think of it, what does the backdoor opened by the world consciousness include?" Roman finally made up his mind and clicked on the installation package of Magic☆Merry. "Maris Billy and I used to live no different from illegal residents..."

"Then why are you still opening a clinic?" Lansemero complained, "But the world consciousness has already dealt with the problem of identification - Chaldea's documents are also valid here. Your only identification is that you are Chaldea researchers."

"Black can make fake IDs," Roman spread his hands. "It depends on the clinic in London."

"No proof of residence?" asked Marisbury.

"Because Chaldea is also a spy agency." Lansemello smiled, "Especially for such a secretive global agency. In this world, it is very normal for members of such an agency to not have proof of residence."

Morobushi Kagemitsu silently watched the girl with orange hair and golden eyes drag a chair from the table to sit down next to the bed - the marks on his clothes told Morobushi Kagemitsu that he had undoubtedly pulled the trigger to commit suicide, but for some reason, he survived and was even transferred.

"Mr. Holmes, can you lend me the move to open the Noble Gear?" Fujimaru Ritsuka closed the door with one foot and discussed with the Servant hidden inside his body.

"Master, what are you going to do?" Asclepius' voice rang out.

"As long as he doesn't affect Kirshtalia's actions, it's fine." Fujimaru Ritsuka replied, "So... um... why didn't I bring a Servant with leadership qualities?"

"Because the direction that Ritsuka was preparing for from the beginning did not require leadership qualities." Holmes joined the conversation, "Is he preparing to intimidate the opponent?"

"It just occurred to me that leadership qualities might be useful for intimidation."

Fujimaru Ritsuka crossed his fingers and stared at the man who had just been resurrected. "Mr. Morobushi Kagemitsu, your death will lead to the complete destruction of human history in this world - so we, Phoenix Chaldea, took action."

“Fujimaru is planning to do something shady…” Lansemero jumped to Roman’s side and looked at the surveillance video on the computer. “Then it doesn’t matter if Maris takes over later. Since they are going to do something shady, it’s easier to threaten them than to gain their trust.”

“But are the human principles in this world really that fragile?” Marinesberry tilted his head. “The world consciousness and the main world consciousness are still arguing in front of us in Chaldea.”

"Ritsuka is talking nonsense..." Roman stretched his waist lazily, "In fact, our goal is to interfere with the human logic here - once the human logic is successfully established, this world will be regarded as an unnecessary branch and cut off by the main world."

“So Kirsh’s mission is to cut off the connection between this world and the main world. Then the three of us will act as anchors to fix the world, and at the same time use synchronization magic to overwrite and modify reality.” Lansermello watched Roman open the chat box of the virtual idol. “From our perspective, the two world consciousnesses can be regarded as two Alayas. They are more of a collection of primates’ subconsciousness, rather than a unified consciousness that integrates primates and planets.”

“So, if these people are to survive, this world connected to the main world will become a matter of severance.” Roman covered his cheek and took a breath, “Either these people die in exchange for this world’s future—”

"But this world itself was created by the wishes of higher-dimensional primates who wanted those people to survive."

However, Morofushi Kagemitsu saw an inhuman feeling in the eyes that were staring at him from Fujimaru Ritsuka - those were a pair of golden eyes that were colder than those of the killers of the Black Organization.

"...I seem to have forgotten something." Lansemero looked at the surveillance camera and fell into a suspicious silence.

"It seems that we all forgot." Marinesby used magic to clean up the bar. "None of us are in a state where we can communicate normally with ordinary people."

“Eh? Ritsuka can’t do it either? Ah…” Roman scratched his head and groaned in pain, “The third method of transformation - especially now that Fujimaru is still trying to intimidate the opponent…”

"He might think we are more dangerous than the Black Team." Lanser-Mello sighed deeply, "Not everyone can face the shock of being close to a god... If you two have time, get Fujimaru a residence certificate and send her to the male protagonist as a transfer student. The Black Team has Kirsch involved, and if it's the Red Team, Fujimaru should be able to get close if he controls her, right?"

"…What about this one that was rescued?"

"As long as he doesn't run away, it's fine... it just serves as a cognitive anchor anyway."

"…You can move freely, but I don't recommend that you leave here by destroying the buildings." Fujimaru Ritsuka stood up, opened the door and walked downstairs. "Chaldea has the technology to make you lose consciousness as soon as you start to move, and you will lie there until everything is over."

"Is this store equipped with a magic trick?"

"I had Maris fill in when you went up to talk." Lansemello looked at Fujimaru Ritsuka with a smile, "I think what you need is 'Do not leave'?"

"As expected of the deputy director!" Fujimaru Ritsuka applauded, "Is the window in the room okay?"

"That's a wall," Marinesberry explained. "It's a magic trick, but it's actually a wall. Unless the policeman takes action to tear it down - but I don't think he will do that."

“Even if he did that, the workshop’s self-defense magic is enough for him to drink a bottle of.” Roman spread his hands, “Kirshtalia seems to have made a big move—”

"This should attract the attention of the black team, right?" The sniper rifle turned into spirit particles and dissipated in Kirshtalia's hand, and the young man who had semi-assimilated with Moriarty turned into the alley swiftly.

"...Is this why you brought Emiya Alter with you?" Moriarty's voice was filled with a hint of despair.

"No, at first I just thought Moriarty needed a Moran - didn't you choose Mr. Emiya Alter in Shinjuku, Professor?" Kirshtalia dodged the bullets and said, "By the way, the third choice was Miss Nursery Rhyme just to make it easier to change identities."

"...I didn't expect there would be such a fearless magician." Emiya Alter finally couldn't hold back and complained, "Even if you assimilated with Moriarty——who gave you the courage to directly snipe against the black side's chief assassin! By the way, how did you project a sniper rifle?"

"The Lord taught me projection magic." The black-clad magician easily recreated the hands and guns of the Heroic Spirit and fired a shot in the direction where the bullet came from. "Basically, any man-made object on the technological side can be projected by me. Hmm... If I can hypnotize the core of the Black Team and make them all think that I am the new code member, will the killer's expression be very interesting? "

"I don't think you have any intention of going to their base." Moriarty commented, "Since you are already fighting against them like this, why not just form a new organization to fight against them?"

"It's a pity. If it was 1894, this idea might have come true." Kirshtalia ran in another direction, "But now we don't have the spare time - we only have less than two years left. So the most convenient way is to go directly into the heart of the crow, right?"

"...I saw that person's position."

"But the male protagonist is not a high school student now, right?" Fujimaru Ritsuka pondered, "Even if I am now fixed at 17 years old, the male protagonist is still a 14-year-old junior high school student?"

"An elixir of rejuvenation, or an illusion." Lansemero glanced at the chat box, "Achiman, is Teacher Merlin on duty again?"

"My suggestion is illusion." Roman closed the unresponsive chat window. "You have all seen the effect of the elixir on King Gilgamesh himself. I don't think that controlling the dosage will make Ritsuka just shrink three years instead of returning to the age of an elementary school student like Gilgamesh."

"Can the public security officer who is still on the black side fish him out?" Marisbilly looked at Fujimaru Ritsuka, "Kirshtalia's mission requires entering the core of the black side--"

"It won't be that difficult to trick that gentleman out..." Fujimaru Ritsuka curled his lips, "The most convenient way is to send him out on a mission in the name of the Black Side - and once he enters Miss Medea's barrier, he is doomed to be unable to leave. So all we have to do is wait for news from Senior Kirshtalia."

"By the way, Lord." Marinesberry looked at the puppet in front of him, "Where do you think this world is connected to the main world?"

"...Found it." Kirshtalia still didn't shake off the killer behind her, "It seems that this killer is also very hard-working. I almost took him all over Tokyo."

"So what should we do next?" the nursery rhyme asked.

"Let's give this world a grand dream." Kirshtalia smiled, her blue eyes emitting a faint fluorescence. "Well, as long as we cut off this, the Lord will know what happened."