The establishment of the Time Travelers Alliance began in the first year of Conan

Chapter 314 Welcome to the CYZ Alliance, Mr. Webber Velvet (Seeking monthly votes!)

In fact, Weber might have been the first object of Hasegawa Moon's intervention and monitoring.

This is not a coincidence, but stems from a very real reason:
As for his whereabouts and whereabouts...

This seems to be recorded all too clearly in the context of "historical inertia".

After all, even Ryunosuke Uryu, who doesn't know any magic, is a master of magic.

This serial killer clearly knew how to use various aliases to conceal his whereabouts.

Therefore, his crime in Fuyuki City was actually committed there, and he was tracked down by Hasegawa Tsuki based on the traces at the scene, leading to his previous discovery—

Weber was the first to be found.

TDD directly told Hasegawa Tsuki that all she needed to do was find the two residents described in the data to confirm Weber's whereabouts.

In fact, Weber used hypnotic magic to make himself accepted by the couple as "their grandson," and then moved into this ordinary house in Fuyuki City without any problem.

This is also why Webber recently told Rider that he was very confident in his ability to conceal his whereabouts.

Because I arrived in Fuyuki City first and found this family before I received the Command Seals.

Unless someone had precognition, no one would have noticed Weber's abnormality.

This is true.

Because no one would care about the whereabouts of a young magician who lacks the necessary skills.

Unfortunately, TDD doesn't see it that way, and it provides very detailed information:
Target names: Glenn McKenzie, Martha McKenzie.
Additional details: She immigrated to Japan from Canada and has lived there for over 20 years. She has one son who returned to Canada due to difficulties adapting to life there, and her grandson also left Japan seven years ago.
Map information is being compared with the database...
The exact location has been confirmed.
It's safe to say that for Hasegawa, who has the ability to access government data at will, this was far too easy.

She even happened to witness Waver receiving the Command Seals.

In TDD video recordings—

The magician who had obtained the Master qualification was wrapped in a warm blanket and excitedly rolling around on the bed.

He even stared at the three red Command Seals on the back of his hand with a kind of fascination, occasionally letting out a smug laugh.

And it was even simpler to get that "TDD" book, which had the local characteristics of the Type-Moon universe, into Weber's hands.

In Conan's view, this "universe" does indeed attach great importance to the "external form" of things, that is, the "phenomena" that are revealed.

"Using the same spell [RSI Mimicry], casting it via a wristwatch consumes significantly more energy than casting it via a spellbook."

In fact, using a watch-type TDD to cast spells, unless you're using a spell or item related to "time" like Matou Kariya, almost doubles the cost.

And the reason is very simple—

"As an object symbolizing time, a watch simply does not have good base adaptability in a ritual context."

"Because it employs a certain degree of 'electronic' technology, this technological and analytical characteristic inherently contradicts the 'mysterious' aspect."

Therefore, after analyzing the relevant data of Matou Kariya and Matou Sakura wearing that TDD.

Although Conan really dislikes this kind of "local flavor".

This is almost the complete opposite of the connotation of "detective".

However, he ultimately "localized" TDD, choosing a form that better suited the aesthetics and symbolic system of the universe.

That is, the magic book with a black cover and a silver Möbius strip embossed on the cover.

Considering that this TDD appears in the form of a "book," this is clearly very consistent with the motivations of Iskandar after his appearance in the world.

Therefore, Conan used the least effort-intensive method to accomplish this.

The cause of this incident will be "replaced" as a careless library employee who misclassified the books.

He would discover his mistake at the end of the workday and, considering that it would be just as easy to change it the next morning, choose not to correct it immediately.

All the books except for the two books about history and geography, and the "magic book".

When Iskandar went in to "conquer," the novels had already been replaced with romance novels that did not fit his psychological model.

Well, perhaps this is the truth behind why the King of Conquerors spent half an hour searching the library but only brought out three books.

If nothing unexpected happens...

Aside from Matou Kariya and Matou Sakura, the entire TDD style in the future [Type-Moon Universe] will be changed to the "Grimoire" format.

As for its first user and its verifier.

That's Mr. Waver, who's currently facing that black magic book like a venomous snake, trembling with fear, almost ready to run away!
……

In the pitch-black night, in the middle of the forest that seemed to have suddenly become distorted, Weber regretted why he had chosen such a remote summoning location.

The howling wind sounded like a dirge about to be played for him, and the cawing of crows deep in the woods sounded extremely mournful.

I felt like a sacrifice about to be made, holding that unknown grimoire in my hands, standing in the center of this terrible sacrificial ritual.

Meanwhile, Rider, standing to the side, stared at him with a burning gaze and an imposing aura, as if he were about to chop off his head at any moment.

The rough, broad hand blade was right behind his neck, ready to "save" his Master at any moment.

Weber swallowed hard.

He didn't know whether he should be worried about being killed by the traps contained in the unknown grimoire in front of him, or whether he should be more worried about Rider slicing his neck open with a chop and sending his head flying to the distant lawn.

That book, which once seemed exceptionally appealing, appears to have lost its "mystery."

The shimmering silver light on the cover now resembles flowing mercury—cold and laced with deadly poison.

The hand reaching for the book hesitated. Weber turned to look at Rider, his voice trembling slightly.

"Hey, Rider... are you really unable to open the second page?"

To be honest, he himself felt a little embarrassed.

As a magician from the Clock Tower, how could I be afraid of a book that doesn't seem to have any magical fluctuations?

If this gets out, it might be treated even worse than the paper itself... hundreds of times more embarrassing.

However, the heroic spirit beside him, whose dictionary seemed to contain no word for "fear," did not mock him.

Rider clicked his tongue impatiently, seemingly unwilling to dwell on the trivial matter of turning the pages.

He frowned. "You brat, if I could open it, would I need to ask you?"

Rider took the grimoire from Waver again, and then, in front of him, used his index finger to flick the edge of the book, trying to gently push it upwards.

—No response.

Apart from the title page, which is immediately visible after the cover is opened, the subsequent pages are as solid as if they were cast in iron, not even allowing for the slightest gap to be turned.

"Hmph... hiding your true intentions."

Rider snorted coldly; this always upright monarch disdained such evasive tactics.

"If I weren't worried about triggering some mechanism by damaging it, I would have opened it long ago!"

As he spoke, he drew his sword from his waist again, and a white light, symbolizing divine thunder, flashed across the blade. He then made a move to cleave the book in two.

"Don't--!"

As Rider had anticipated, Webber immediately reached out and stopped him.

He clung tightly to Rider's thick arm, hanging like a squirrel beneath that arm that remained perfectly still.

"Are you crazy?! Didn't you say you wanted me to test this book?! What are you trying to do by suddenly drawing your sword—?"

Weber was about to say something, but was immediately interrupted by Rider's calm and deep voice.

"There is still no magical fluctuation... nor any trace of remote monitoring."

"Huh?" Weber's actions and anger were interrupted by this sentence. His expression suddenly froze, and he raised his head in confusion.

"Hey kid—you didn't actually think I was talking to you just now, did you?"

The impulsive look on his face vanished almost instantly, and Rider's tone now carried a hint of cunning and smugness in addition to his boldness.

He slowly sheathed his sword, then carefully placed the magic book back on the ground.

Weber finally realized what he had just heard; his eyes widened in disbelief.

"Wait, Rider...were you...acting just now?"

"Hmph." Rider didn't answer directly, but just gave a soft snort. "What if this book could record the language and actions of the people around me?"

At this moment, Iskandar's majestic aura suddenly subsided, replaced by an extraordinary calmness and wisdom.

In fact, if anyone thought that Iskandar was a cunning man who lacked strategy because of his outgoing personality or rugged appearance, he would definitely suffer a great loss.

This strategist demonstrated that he was both rough around the edges and meticulous.

He extended his thick index finger and tapped his temple. Although his tone was relaxed, his eyes were unusually serious.
"After I was summoned, the Holy Grail told me the common sense of this era, which may be those devices called eavesdropping devices."

"I know that those devices can be used without magic."

Weber was speechless for a moment at Rider's somewhat smug explanation.

He felt it would be difficult to explain to Rider that current technology was far from being able to "read minds and eavesdrop".

Moreover, very few people would use technology in magic devices.

And Rider is right.

Faced with an unknown grimoire and that somewhat mysterious invitation, it's always better to be cautious.

“If that’s the case…” Weber hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth, “then what about that prophetic letter?”

"This is also what I find puzzling."

As Rider spoke, he suddenly raised his hand and patted Webber's shoulder heavily.

The force almost made Webber stumble, but he saw something different in Rider's eyes—an unusually complex expression.

Iskandar's brow furrowed slightly.

He paused for a moment, then explained, "If there really is an organization behind this secretly monitoring and orchestrating all of this... that would be terrifying."

"Rider, you mean—"

“Hmm.” Rider nodded slightly. “Perhaps we’ve been drawn into something else.”

"The other side probably just wants to use the Holy Grail War to demonstrate their strength."

"Moreover, if this is indeed the result of [future vision], then the nature of this whole matter is completely different."

Rider paused, his gaze becoming calm.

"However... since they haven't restricted our next steps or set up any obstacles—"

"In short, this shouldn't be a trap."

He turned his head and looked intently at his Master.

"Although the situation remains unclear, I won't let you take any risks... but boy, this time it seems like a serious invitation. What do you think?"

Weber was stunned, opened his mouth, but couldn't say a word for a moment.

This was the first time—the first time Rider had asked for his opinion in this tone.

It wasn't a commanding tone, nor was it a coercive pressure; it was a genuine, equal inquiry.

"me……"

Weber's voice trembled slightly, but Rider could already see the decision he had made in his eyes.

Deep down, Weber was still concerned about what Rider had just said about "futuristic vision." And if he joined this organization, he should be able to find out if his future was being recognized, right?
"Since that spell is called [Detect Evil]..."

He murmured to himself, but his eyes gradually hardened. "Then I think I'm willing to make contact with this organization."

A hearty laugh, as loud as thunder, rang out.

"Good! That's more like my master!"

A hint of approval flashed in his eyes, and his face revealed the conqueror's excitement for the new challenge.

"Then open it and take a look, kid—see what kind of 'new world' they've given you!"

……

It's as if the world wants to remember this moment.

The night breeze stirred, carrying with it the gentle ripples of Weber's heart, and the inexplicable anxiety and strange attraction vanished.

A calm, almost fatalistic feeling washed over him as he reached out and turned the page to the second page for Weber.

Spell Name: Detect Evil (Can be used twice before certification)
Category: Outer Universe Adaptation/Reconnaissance

Procedure code: XY-D03

Effect Level: Effect Layer
Duration: 10 minutes

Spell Cost: At least 1 basic spell

Spell Effect: Based on the level of hostility/threat towards us, generate a dynamic map of the entire area within the spell's communication range in the caster's mental vision, and mark all creatures as enemy, friendly, or neutral units.
Then comes the detailed structure and explanation of this procedure.

"It's...it's so beautiful!"

When Weber first saw its structure, his gaze was drawn to it, and he forgot everything else, even the sound of the wind around him.

Rider, on the other hand, displayed a different kind of patience at this point.

He waited until Weber finally let out a long breath and was about to turn to the next page before interrupting him.

A slightly curious voice sounded from behind Weber.

“This detected ‘evil’ is actually relative to the user’s perspective…” he muttered to himself.

It's hard to say whether this peculiar focus has found the key point or the wrong one.

"In other words, that force, or that person, is absolutely certain that they are on the side of justice?"

Even Iskandar was momentarily taken aback. What kind of confidence, or what kind of terrifying power, would allow someone to define any being hostile to them, other than "themselves," as "evil"?

Weber did not answer Rider's question, or rather, he did not hear it at all.

His voice grew faster and louder as he read from the pages, his tone even carrying an barely suppressed excitement and enthusiasm.

"...Based on the detected magic power values, the danger levels of both sides are compared in the projected city model..."

"...delineate factions and mark movement trajectories based on the degree of hostility towards the caster..."

Suddenly, Weber turned his head sharply, his eyes flashing as if he had found the key to victory.

"Rider! Didn't you say you wanted to find traces of the other Servants? If we use this spell, we can—"

But before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Rider's calm and composed tone.

"Calm down, kid."

Although there was no anger in his voice, Weber instinctively shut up.

He turned his gaze back to Rider and saw him frowning, his eyes filled with obvious displeasure.

"You're too gullible."

Rider earnestly admonished the careless boy.

"What if my judgment is wrong? Perhaps this is actually a hidden treasure, luring us to trigger something."

He then emphasized to Weber once again that his judgment was not always correct.

"Also, you've confirmed that this technique is working perfectly so quickly?"

The excitement was calmed down by the king's composed words.

“I understand.” Weber nodded in response, but his voice became even more firm. “But there’s absolutely nothing wrong with this technique… I can tell.”

If Weber were to tell the truth, the reason he understood this spell so quickly might be not only because he does possess a certain talent for analyzing magic, but more importantly—

This technique even has "notes"!
Weber even felt that this rigid format was just like a cold machine.

The meaning of each "symbol";

The function of each "structure";

The effects and order of each "combination";

Even the destination of each wisp of "magic"...

However, Weber was now certain in his heart—

This force could never belong to any normal magic organization.

In fact, this style of technique was something he had never encountered before.

However, the convenience of this method for "teaching magic" is obvious.

He figured it out in less than 30 minutes.

For some reason, this speed sent a chill down Weber's spine.

But now, under Rider's questioning, he is too eager to prove himself to think too much.

Weber put down the grimoire, took a deep breath, picked up a thin, dry twig from the ground, and then squatted down.

Rider raised an eyebrow, watching him rapidly sketch some kind of complex pattern on the ground.

"First, there's the judgment spell for 'detecting evil';"

"Then there's the structure that stabilizes and maintains the technique;"

"Next are the intermediate nodes for adjusting the spell and the order of mana flow..."

"Finally, the 'malicious concept' was transformed into a 'spectral representation'—done!"

Looking at the roughly one-meter-wide sculptural diagram in front of him, Weber tossed aside the branch he was using to draw the ritual, as if admiring a delicate work of art.

His voice was full of excitement, even a little fanatical.

"This technique is simply a brilliant idea! It's practically tailor-made for modern magic!"

He continued explaining to himself:

"Too much magic power will disrupt the structural stability of this spell! Its judgment mechanism is based on the differences in the microscopic disturbances of the earth's ley lines caused by different magical properties!"

"Ordinary magicians, due to the limitations of their own circuits, have unintentionally laid the foundation for this technique during their daily training... just like naturally selected individuals!"

Rider stood quietly to the side. Although he didn't quite understand the technical terms, he understood Weber's current state.

now--

Iskandar was beginning to believe that his Master was a long-lost gem.

He witnessed firsthand how Webber understood the magic trick within just over ten minutes of his first encounter with it, and immediately put it into practice.

“Who knows… this kid might actually become another Hephaestus for me?” Rider murmured.

That was the title of his most trusted and relied-upon advisor; he wouldn't easily bestow it upon someone else.

But after all, the importance of maps in combat is unparalleled.

It is worth noting that in the past, maps of some key locations could be presented to emperors as "treasure maps," and could even be exchanged for cities as rewards.

Therefore, Weber's words made Rider's expression turn serious.

He strode forward, stood at the edge of the spell, and stared down at the circle of inscriptions and runes.

The king's tone carried an unprecedented level of importance.

After all, as a Rider, he would never underestimate the value of a "map" that allows him to grasp the movements of both sides before a battle even begins.

Rider excels in "speed" and "distance".

If he could always see the location of his opponents, Iskandar was confident that he would prevent any of his opponents from even touching a hair on his head on the battlefield.

Weber, with a proud smile, had already initiated the spell.

The blue light suddenly appeared from the earth's veins, and the echo of the earth's resonance had never been so faint.

Just as Weber was shocked.

Under the constraints of the technique, the ripple spread silently outward from the forest like the most tranquil night tide.

Those intricate geometric patterns interspersed with Möbius stripes gradually took on a touch of dazzling gold.

Its ritual "points" to the realm of imaginary numbers, which do not exist.

The parsing command has been issued—requesting permission to connect to the "base disk".
As if in response to this "application," a dreamlike white starlight suddenly appeared in the ritual array, falling down like mercury from nowhere.

Effect layer, procedure code: XY-D03

The only current information points to: Fuyuki City

Intelligence download in progress...
Thus, the scattered starlight materialized and reconstructed a huge, semi-transparent three-dimensional model beneath their feet.

A green dot, symbolizing Weber, appeared at the edge of the map, revealing the city to the east and the castle in the forest further west.

"Hahahaha!" The Conqueror King suddenly burst into hearty laughter. "Is that green dot you? Kid! You're standing right in the center of the map you created?"

Webber displayed this attitude when he first met Rider—

He was so excited, he almost jumped up, just like a child.

"Absolutely gorgeous! Absolutely gorgeous!"

"This is the map I've always dreamed of! It's a thousand times more exquisite than anything my best painter could have drawn!"

Rider wrapped his arms tightly around Weber's shoulders, almost crushing his shoulder blades, and urged him excitedly:
"Quickly! Find the locations of the other Heroic Spirits! Let me see where my enemies are—!"

However, Weber's face slowly began to furrow.

He manipulated the technique, attempting to expand the sensing range and scan more areas.

However, apart from the terrain outline where they were located, no new "light spots" appeared in the model.

"Strange... The spell is clearly fully activated..."

Meanwhile, in the laboratory of a nearby observatory.

Conan and Hasegawa Tsuki watched together as the blue light rippled across the lens assembly.

Their eyes met, and they smiled knowingly at each other.

A cold, warning message appeared on the TDD monitoring terminal:

"Alert: Unregistered magical properties detected. CYZ effect not approved. Illegal information loading rejected."

The plan was successful.

Next, Weber will face an unprecedented predicament—

Although his spells, incantations, ritual arrays, and even mana consumption were all correct, and even the city model was indeed projected.

However, the most crucial functions, "friend or foe identification" and "enemy location," could not be triggered.

The core value of that technique, however, could not be utilized.

But when he began to delve deeper into this structure...

He would initially assume this was due to interference from the "imaginary number property".

But Weber soon discovered that these [imaginary] structures were merely "decorations," serving no purpose other than indicating the "existence of the formula."

Therefore, as soon as he started paying attention to the "Spell Cost" column again, he found that it contained a unit he had never heard of before.

And in those spells that could theoretically use other magical substitutes, some structures specify that they must be constructed using a substance called the "CYZ effect".

He had to make a choice.

……

That's exactly what happened.

Everything was exactly as Conan had predicted.

Weber made almost no hesitation.

Think about this scene carefully.

You stand before Iskandar, the conqueror, Alexander the Great, and the renowned king.

This legendary spirit, with eyes burning with the desire to conquer and glory, is gazing at you with joy, admiration, and fervor.

He praised your achievements without reservation.

He even compared you to his close friend and strategist, calling you yet another Hephaestus.

Compare your technique to the treasure map he dreamed of before setting out on his campaign.

It even seems that he wants to take you to fight alongside him.

If, at this point, you say you've made a mistake, that it was all just an accident, and that you need to check again...

What a terrible death, what a horrific punishment, what a desperate situation!
For Weber at this point...

This is a humiliation more despairing than death itself.

Weber swore he had never had such a terrifying resolve.

Even if that magic book were to swallow him whole in the next second, even at the cost of his life, he would still try to successfully use the spell called "Detect Evil".

He must—

Now!immediately!immediately!

Use that technique.

So, at Iskandar's urging, Waver quietly diverted a wisp of magic toward the grimoire on the ground.

With the characteristics of the magic revealed, the true spell was activated at that moment.

Bright spots of light appeared on the model:
Red represents the source of magic, signifying danger, hostility, and aggression.

Blue represents friendliness and goodwill.

Yellow represents a neutral or attribute-less existence.

And that green dot of light, quietly shimmering in the very center of the spell, right next to the blue one—that was Iskandar.

Weber will never forget that scene.

At that moment, the whole world seemed to revolve around him, spontaneously unfolding around him.

All the locations in Fuyuki City that possessed "magic" were presented to him in detail, according to his will.

He seemed... as if he were looking down at the world from a higher perspective—

All the flow of magic, all the will of good and evil, were gathered by his gaze.

Then, a clear voice resounded deep within his mind:
Welcome to the CYZ Alliance, Mr. Weber Velvet.
The person's body suddenly stiffened.

Then, under Rider's somewhat puzzled gaze...

The field of vision of that "detection spell" seemed to "get out of control" and began to expand outwards to a greater distance.

As he vaguely felt his magic supply dwindling, the young magician seemed to have "run out of magic" and fainted.

"Alright! It seems there are still some problems with your technique, kid."

This scene made Rider shake his head with a slight chuckle.

"Considering your current lack of magic power, you should rest for today."

(End of this chapter)