Chapter 432

『Base sequence: unknown.

Spiritual weapon attributes: confirmed to be good and orderly.

"Welcome to the library that tells the story of the future of mankind.

This is Chaldea, the human rights continuation protection agency. 』

"Fingerprint authentication, voiceprint authentication, genetic factor authentication - completed.

Detection of magic circuits... Completed. 』

"Same as registered name.

Confirmed to be non-primate.

"Welcome home.

You are the first visitor to the museum today. 』

"I hope you have a good time."

The cold white metal door slowly opened, revealing the pure white curved corridor inside the observatory.

"...I'm actually curious about one thing." Morobushi Kagemitsu, the first of the three Pseudo-Servants to be assimilated by Chaldea's registered spiritual base, asked Lancer Mello, "Why do we have to go back to Chaldea through the main gate? We returned to Antarctica through magic, right? Can't we use magic to transfer directly to Chaldea?"

"Because someone is not among Chaldea's official employees." Lansemello answered, "Chaldea is a magic workshop - except for qualified members, everyone else has to go through the front door. The difference between visitors and temporary employees is only whether they can enter and exit the workshop multiple times, but if you want to enter the workshop, you can only go through the front door."

"But do you remember your names on your ID cards?"

"I remember it." Matsuda Jinpei closed his eyes, took a deep breath and asked Lansemello, "But who came up with these pseudonyms? Don't they think it's weird for a group of East Asian-looking guys to have European and American names?"

"These are all proposals from the official members of Chaldea." After everyone entered Chaldea, Lansemello closed the door and watched the sudden blizzard covering everything outside Chaldea. "Also, everyone knows that magic exists, so why do you still think that when others look at you, they can see your original faces?"

The four people following Lancermello fell silent.

"By the way, most of the names are slightly modified based on everyone's suggestions..." Lansemello subtly shifted his gaze, "For example, the name Redra Bit used by the ambush was originally proposed as 'Red Rabbit'."

"…Is this the Red Hare we know?"

"That's the Red Hare."

"Why is there a horse's name in the proposal for a person's name!!!"

"Well, most of the proposals come from normal names." Lansemero cleared his throat, swiped the door open and walked into the corridor leading to the control room. "For example, Mr. Ida's pseudonym came from BB's suggestion - she initially suggested that we use that name directly, but in the end we changed part of it."

"It's probably because of the curse." Morofu Jingguang sighed, "After all, we're not real magicians. When we encounter curses and the like, we can't just ignore them like you do, as they have no power at all."

"After all, that name belonged to a magician in the past... or maybe in the future," Lansermello concluded. "It's too much of a burden for ordinary people. So we modified the name and only kept the last name that represents the family lineage, which is the most important for magicians."

"In a sense, the surname 'Pieceman' is similar to 'Archaman' in structure."

"I actually think this surname may be more suitable for me and Xiao Zhenping." Hagiwara Kenji, who learned a little about Chaldea's past from Morobushi Kagemitsu, quickly understood the similarities between the two surnames, smiled and shrugged at the few people, "We are the only two here who are genuine "Fragment Men" "Pieceman"."

"…You said it very well. I suggest you don't say it next time."

As the only ordinary human who had lived the longest among the four people present, Date Kou sighed and stopped Hagiwara Kenji from speaking.

While Lancermello was busy cleaning up Chaldea, the actions of others did not stop either - Conan Edogawa and Shuichi Akai obtained a lot of intelligence about the Black Organization from Holmes and Moriarty; and with the help of the detectives, the Round Table caught the criminal group that had been committing serial murders since last year.

So, at the celebration party for solving the case, the black and white thieves appeared again - although it was one of the evidences, the dagger decorated with gems had not yet been stuffed into MI5's tightly sealed evidence library by the Knights of the Round Table... But it would be more accurate to say that the kind-hearted court magicians deliberately left the dagger outside as a performance prop for the two thieves who had not yet appeared.

"...It will probably take the detectives another ten minutes to come up." On the manor's pointed bell tower, Amakusa Shiro used his cane to adjust his black top hat and looked at the thief Kidd standing on the other side of the bell tower. "I'll state in advance that the treasure I'm looking for is not the same as the gem you're after, but it can have the same effect as that gem - although this dagger today is not the treasure that either of us is looking for."

"Yes, this is just a weapon - I just responded to the invitation of the Knights of the Round Table this time." The Phantom Thief Kid turned around and looked at Amakusa Shiro across the huge clock, "But you are different - you came to see me specifically. Mr. Dark Phantom Thief, can I ask what you want to see me about?"

"Yes, because our church has also run into this organization searching for 'Pandora'." Amakusa Shiro shook his wrist and stood in front of the Phantom Thief Kid in the image of a priest. "Let me introduce myself. I am Amakusa Shiro from the Eighth Mystery Society of the Holy Church. In order to recover and manage the holy relics scattered around the world, I am currently active as a Holy Grail Phantom Thief."

"A relic? Something like the Shroud of Magdalene?" Thief Kid asked Amakusa Shiro.

"Ah... there are indeed members of our cathedral church who are using the Shroud of Magdalene." Amakusa Shiro laughed and revealed a corner of the mysterious world to Thief Kid. "The remains and blood of the saints, the nails from the crucifixion of Jesus, the 30 silver coins that Judas received, and other sacred items - these are what we call relics, and they are different from the concept of relics that magicians talk about."

"Magician?" The thief Kidd raised his eyebrows, hiding his inner confusion, "What does this have to do with magicians?"

"The magicians I'm talking about are not the same as those guys who would stand on the stage and welcome applause." Amakusa Shiro sighed helplessly and took the time to check the time. "Now I don't have much time to explain to you in detail what magic is - although Mr. Detective should be able to help me buy a little more time... but let's make a quick decision. You can simply understand the magic used by the magicians I mentioned as magic."

"The relics that magicians talk about are not limited to the scope I mentioned above. For them, relics mean a 'medium' that connects with heroes from ancient times to the present, and possibly to the future."

"For example, the oldest snake fossils, fragments of the round table, King Arthur's sword scabbard - as long as there is a connection, it doesn't have to be authentic." Amakusa Shiro spread his arms to the Phantom Thief Kidd, "For example, there are also cases where magicians use the reward prop of a game company - Jack the Ripper's dagger as a relic."

"Let's get back to the topic of the Eighth Secret Meeting."

"'Mystery' refers to the seven graces bestowed by God in Catholic doctrine: 'baptism', 'eucharist', 'marriage', 'narrative', 'faith', 'confession', and 'anointing'. The 'eighth secret' refers to the 'grace that does not exist' in the proper doctrine - in other words, we are a group that uses power that violates the doctrine."

"But the Church of the Holy Trinity is a large armed organization established for the purpose of 'hunting heretics.'" Amakusa Shiro cleared his throat and smiled at the Phantom Thief Kidd. "Unfortunately, the 'Pandora' they are pursuing is the object with heretical power that our Church of the Holy Trinity is preparing to destroy."

"...You have the clue of 'Pandora'?" The Phantom Thief Kid was secretly surprised, while trying to get more information from Amakusa Shiro, "Can you be more specific? If I only rely on this sentence, I can't--"

"As someone chosen by the 'God's World', you have no right to reject us - but I am happy to provide you with more information." Amakusa Shiro changed back into the thief's clothes and raised his hand to press the brim of his hat. "I mentioned magicians before - they are one of the heretics we hunt. And the 'Pandora' that the organization is pursuing is the creation of a magician... or an alchemist."

"This heretical power has appeared in Antarctica. It seems that a magician is using that power to transform humans into immortal beings on a large scale."

"...The gem they are after - could it be the Sage's Stone?" Phantom Thief Kidd looked at Amakusa Shiro's unhurried appearance and had a guess in his mind, so he said his own speculation in conjunction with Amakusa Shiro's words, "'Pandora' is a red gem that has the power to grant immortality - this is the same as the creation of the alchemist you mentioned."

"The Sage's Stone is just a poor imitation of that heretical miracle." Amakusa Shiro smiled and answered the Phantom Thief Kidd. According to the plan they had made, he slowly gave hints, "That organization mentioned it, right? Swallowing the tears of Pandora can gain eternal life - but how can a stone shed tears?"

"Besides, don't you think that sparkling red eyes are like precious rubies?"

Something discordant disappeared from the environment around them, and the two thieves' respective nemesis and old enemy "accomplices" also arrived at this time with other detectives.

So, under everyone's gaze, the two thieves bowed gracefully to the detectives like magicians standing on the stage - then the white thief glided away from the bell tower like a flying bird; the black thief merged into the shadows and disappeared without a trace; only a dagger wrapped in an evidence bag quietly fell into the pocket of an accomplice, waiting for the detective to return the knife to the "Knight of the Round Table" on their behalf.