Chapter 421

"Recently, Phoenix Chaldea, a research institute jointly funded by various countries, is about to be completed in the snow-capped mountains at an altitude of 6,000 meters in Antarctica."

"Ah... After seeing this news, I gradually realized that the matter has begun to come to an end." Roman, who had just got off work and was holding a can of instant coffee, stopped in front of the huge advertising screen showing the news. "Come to think of it, I don't know what the sisters are doing now... The young professor seemed to have said that it should have happened in the past few days-"

"They both have taken over the project."

Just like every time Merlin sneaked out of the tower, a pure white mist spread around Roman - but the person who came this time was not Merlin, nor any Servant related to the paradise "Avalon", but Fred Pollock from the Moriarty Group, who had been acting as a "messenger bird" during this period.

"Even though I followed William's instructions and used magic to spread messages everywhere, I was able to find the difference between you and those guys in the first place." With the help of the suggestive magic brought by the white mist, Roman relaxed and said to Fred.

"Why do you say that?" Fred asked.

“Those guys in the amusement park like to use a lot of fancy adjectives—” Roman took a sip of coffee and explained to Fred with a smile, “Although the difference between them seems quite obvious, even Morgan would use imagery and other things to turn the originally easy-to-understand words into sentences that are difficult to understand, like prophecies.”

"The deputy director sometimes likes to get straight to the point, but most of the time she's like Merlin - she'll use words as complex and delicate as the layers of lace on her dress to hide her true intentions." At this point, Roman sighed helplessly, "How strange, it was obviously me, Solomon, who was teaching her at that time..."

"How come it feels like a mixture of Merlin and King Gilgamesh..."

"Isn't it because King Solomon himself was not good at communicating with humans?" Fred pointed out the fact quite pointedly.

Although due to the team's positioning and his own personality, Fred is a silent listener like a tree hole most of the time - but occasionally he will say some sharp remarks like now, just like when he was asked by Moran "How can we let Bond into our locker room", he said "Bond is a man, so there is no problem".

“You said that yourself, didn’t you?” Fred crossed his arms, looked up at Roman, and calmly repeated the doctor’s evaluation of the king’s past. “Solomon’s ‘past you’ and Roman’s ‘present you’ are like different existences—because Solomon’s ‘past you’ doesn’t have human sensibility, and Solomon’s ‘past you’ didn’t have a period as a human.”

"Solomon was treated as a king who could listen to the voice of God since he was born. People wanted Solomon to fulfill his duties as a king, and he did just that. Although he was known as the 'passionate king', this was just a response to requests from people around him."

"Although it's not what Lord William or Mr. Sherlock think, but for me personally..." Fred's gray-blue eyes flashed brightly, "But compared to the other two, you were like a mirror at that time, right? A mirror can only reflect the characteristics of others, but cannot let others be colored by your own color."

“…You’re right.” Roman laughed, looking at the can in his hand. “A mirror cannot change others—but now I am not a mirror that can reflect the essence of others, so I can notice things that I couldn’t notice in the past.”

“I don’t know, but Sir William has a different perspective on things since he spent three years with Mr. Sherlock.” Fred maintained the magic of the mist, making ordinary people ignore the sudden appearance of the white mist and the actual existence of Roman. “Even Mr. Louis’ perspective changed after Sir William left.”

“So I always think it’s normal for people to change.”

“Really? Thank you.” Roman smiled, watching the mist dissipate. “Sorry to have kept you talking for so long – sweet dreams.”

“Although I have somewhere else to go—” Fred paused, leaving a message to Roman before disappearing, “but thank you for your blessing.”

At the same time, in the residence of the magicians of Animusphia.

"Is it okay to release the news about Chaldea now?" Morobushi Kagemitsu asked Fujimaru Ritsuka, who was busy writing a report, while watching Marines Billy talking to reporters on TV. "Isn't it too early? Besides, except for the parts related to spirit particle transfer and virtual dive...you have already released all the information about Chaldea, right?"

"After all, it's only the 2016 version - although it's not much different from the 2015 version, it's very different from the current version." Fujimaru Ritsuka raised his head and glanced at the TV that was silently playing the news. "However, if we want to attract both organizations and solve them in one go..."

"At least the functions of Chaldeas and Sheba must be revealed. Although we cannot openly say that they have copied the soul of the earth, if it is that organization, it will definitely be associated with the power they are pursuing." Lansemero, who also did not attend the press conference, took out a carbonated drink from the refrigerator. "As for the organization we targeted at the beginning-"

"They will be anxious to hear that Chaldea will try to observe the future world." In order to understand the structure of Lens Sheba and Chaldeas without damaging Chaldea's facilities, Matsuda Jinpei tortured Floros for a long time until he was half dead. "After all, the future is also related to time."

"Although their purpose is different from that of the organization." William's communication projection showed a gentle smile in the living room. "After all, Karasuma Renya's purpose is to turn back time - they focus on the past, which is different from the future that Chaldea focuses on."

"And considering the resurrection of the dead, their purpose is probably personal, not like Chaldea's, which targets all of humanity." Fujimaru Ritsuka hit the enter key and let out a long breath, "...Okay, now I've finished writing the report on the additional processing of the organization whose code name is animals - among the ones that need to be written later, one is the detailed report on the winter vacation summons of BB..."

"There are so many reports to write in Chaldea," Matsuda Jinpei complained, but his eyes were not on Fujimaru Ritsuka, but on Hagiwara Kenji and others on the TV. "You are obviously the youngest person in the whole of Chaldea, right?"

"According to the age here, he may be younger than Kudo-kun and the others." Morobushi Kagemitsu added gently.

"The reporting system in Chaldea is quite complicated... but it's also quite simple?" Fujimaru Ritsuka tilted her head and thought for a moment, then gave an example to Matsuda Jinpei and Morobushi Kagemitsu who stayed at home with her, "Generally speaking, the report for each mission will be written by the captain in charge of the operation - if there are no unexpected events, the captain only needs to write a report summarizing the mission situation."

"But normally there will be accidents during Chaldea's missions," complained Jinpei Matsuda, who was already very familiar with Chaldea.

"Most of the time, the report is the captain's task, because the captain will be responsible for deciding the action plan of the entire team." Lansemello continued to explain after Fujimaru Ritsuka's introduction, "If the original plan is deviated from, the captain needs to write another report based on the changes in the action plan during the mission after returning - a total of two reports."

"But for Chaldea, the more common start is that the teammates are scattered everywhere." Fujimaru Ritsuka smiled bitterly while writing his long-delayed report. "At this time, the original plan is completely useless, and the captain's decision cannot be well communicated to other team members...ah, the current communication system is because we always couldn't communicate in the past, so the deputy director kept watching and constantly improved it."

"So in this case, the basic number of reports to be written is two for the captain and one for each team member." Lansemero added, glancing at Kirshtalia who was helping Olgamari answer reporters' questions on the TV. "If any emergency occurs, the person who encounters it will also need to write a separate report for the emergency."

"Originally, I didn't have to write any reports this time." Fujimaru Ritsuka stared at the document in front of him, as if he could see BB's figure in the half-written report. "But I couldn't sit still, so I intervened in the development of the mission again. If Professor William's side is the first team, then my side is the second team."

"Because I'm the captain, I have to write a report - but it seems that I've become accustomed to procrastinating on submitting reports... Although I will remember to write them."

"Next time, let Kirsch teach you how to finish a report quickly." Lansermello smiled. "He can write a paper of tens of thousands of words very quickly."

"Speaking of which, I'm really curious about how Kirshtalia-senpai managed to finish three papers in such a short time." Fujimaru Ritsuka raised his head and complained, "I thought it was just the same length as mine, but I didn't expect that he wrote almost the thickness of three books - it doesn't look like it's a length that can be completed in such a short time!"

"Haha, then just wait for him to come back and ask him in person." Lansemero smiled happily and opened the carbonated drink filled with fine water droplets in his hand.

"... As expected, something is wrong." At the same time, Vermouth stared at a new email he had received with a serious expression, "Is the mission we received really issued by that adult? There is always a subtle sense of discord - although* If Gin has no reaction to this, there is probably no problem."

"But... Gin is too young for the organization, and he has never met the real master. If we judge only by the email, it is possible to be wrong... right?"