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

Chapter 366 Ruin Has Come To Our Family
"Irisviel!"

This was Saber's first cry as she awoke from the darkness.

The last strange image in her mind made Artoria extremely alert.

It also made her immediately assume a defensive posture in preparation for a possible attack.

Saber gripped the somewhat soft "hilt" tightly with both hands, instinctively channeling her magic, ready to swing her...her own—

Her emerald green eyes blinked suddenly, a little confused, even cutely, revealing a hint of bewilderment and doubt.

Huh? Where's my Excalibur?!

How could the Star Sword, which I had never lost, suddenly be a thin blanket?!

"Saber!"

A lively and familiar girl's voice came from the side.

Before Artoria could react...

A silver-haired girl, beautiful as an elf, with a touch of mischievousness, pounced towards him.

"You're finally awake—!"

That voice carried a warmth that touched Artoria.

As part of the "Third Law," Irisviel was arguably the first to awaken.

……

Saber was clearly not used to such enthusiasm.

After confirming that the wound on Irisviel's arm had completely healed, Saber gently pushed away her "Master".

Then, she looked around and recognized where she was.

Saber frowned. "Irisviel, how did we end up on the same train?"

"Well……"

Irisviel still had a smile on her face.

"Saber, that information has already been crammed into your brain!"

Then, as Irisviel spoke, it was as if a switch had been flipped.

Information surfaced in my mind, and a passage of text suddenly appeared before my eyes:
Name: Artoria Pendragon

Occupation: Invited Advisor to the Kendo Club of Beika Town Detective Academy
Faction: To be determined

Talent: [The Undefeated King]

Effect: You are a veteran of countless battles yet almost never get injured, always managing to defuse threats with minimal cost.

In battle or confrontation, your intuition will guide you to the most effective path to victory.

In addition, you are more likely to catch hidden clues from your opponent's moves, habits, or emotional fluctuations.
A look of surprise appeared in the blonde girl's eyes.

“Irisviel, this is…”

Saber asked the other person, somewhat puzzled.

Irisviel smiled mischievously, pointed to the sky, and asked:

"Saber, do you still remember what that Heroic Spirit said at the end?"

Artoria recalled the strange final prayer and said with some uncertainty:
"It seems to be... related to detectives, or something else?"

"Yes!" The silver-haired girl nodded vigorously, affirming Saber's words.

She stretched out her arms, making a gesture of embracing heaven and earth.

“Saber, it seems this is a very large [Realm Grail], and that Heroic Spirit has trapped us all inside!”

Irisviel patiently explained to Saber what exactly a "natural boundary" was.

"That's a grand magic trick that transforms the surrounding space into a completely different landscape, a manifestation of the [mental image]."

"In the words of your time, Saber, it is a 'world egg' that is exchanged with the outside world."

"However, the [Realm Barrier] I know of can only last for a few minutes at most, so this might also be..."

At this point, Irisviel hesitated for a moment, but still did not voice her guess that "this might be a real world."

She gently shook her head. "Anyway, Saber, let's go to the dining car now!"

Artoria was puzzled by this sudden change of topic.

"dining car?"

"Yes, the food cart. I went out to check it before you woke up, Saber."

Irisviel's words immediately caused Saber to show a hint of displeasure.

"Irisviel, this is dangerous, you were just—"

"Don't worry!" She took Saber's hand. "There's no one in the hallway outside, and the doors to the other rooms can't be opened either. Only the last buffet cart is open."

"And besides, Saber, don't you feel a little hungry?"

Saber shook his head and said seriously:

“Irisviel, I was summoned as a Heroic Spirit, all I need is your magical energy—wait.”

Saber suddenly realized something, and in an instant, her usually steady hands began to tremble slightly.

She lowered her head and looked at the hands that already seemed to possess a life force.

"I... I actually have a physical body now?"

"Isn't that amazing!" Irisviel nodded excitedly. "I discovered it as soon as I woke up! Because—"

As if suddenly remembering something, Irisviel skipped over the topic.

"Anyway, Saber, I've already arranged with Rider to discuss the next steps in the dining car."

Saber originally wanted to continue asking about the reason that hadn't been fully explained.

But the troubled look in Irisviel's eyes and her words just now made Saber also take the initiative to temporarily avoid the topic.

"You've already seen Rider?"

Seeing that Saber was about to start nagging about safety again, Irisviel quickly interrupted her.

"Oh, don't worry, Saber."

The silver-haired girl in front of me pulled out a sword from somewhere behind her.

"Now everyone is pretty much the same as ordinary people. Grab your knight's sword, and I can even fight against Rider."

"Besides, it seems that Rider is someone we can try to win over!"

Saber accepted the Excalibur from Irisviel.

"Just as Alice said, I really can't feel any magic at all."

"No, not just Excalibur, I myself have no magic left."

That is to say...

In the upcoming battles, will we have to rely solely on swordsmanship to defeat our enemies?

Saber stood up from the bed and then made a slashing motion.

Her heart sank.

The sword of victory in my hand felt weighty and tangible.

Clearly, I can no longer rely on [Noble Phantasm] or [Magic Release] to wage a successful skirmish as I have in the past.

Irisviel sensed Saber's inner turmoil.

"Don't worry, everyone seems to see themselves as ordinary people now. In that case, Saber's martial arts might actually be the strongest."

"No, from this perspective, Lancer should be the strongest."

Artoria knew very well.

Given the same physical attributes as ordinary people, how much of a boost would Lancer's strength come from using his long-range weapon against his short-range weapon, especially with two guns?

"Puch-"

Saber's words made Irisviel chuckle.

Saber looked at the girl, "Irisviel, is there something wrong with what I said?"

“No, you’re right, but you’ve overlooked one thing,” Irisviel replied.

"In short, Lancer and his Master should also be in the restaurant. You'll find out the details when you go there together."

"I understand."

Saber nodded seriously. "One last question, Alice, do you also have those...those images in your life?"

"Oh! Right, your watch!"

It seemed that Artoria's voice reminded Irisviel of something.

She took a watch from under Saber's pillow and put it on her wrist, then shook her own left wrist—which was a black watch with the same silver trim.

"Those images can be projected using a watch."

"As for my abilities... well, they're basically just providing some medical assistance."

She paused, then added, "However, since Saber has more experience in treating injuries, it's best if she doesn't get hurt."

She took Saber's hand and led her toward the door leading to the corridor.

However, when her back was to Saber, a hint of sadness inexplicably flashed across her optimistic and lively face.

Name: Irisviel von Einzbern

Occupation: Medical Department Teacher at Beika Town Detective Academy / ? ? ?

Faction: To be determined / ? ?

Talent: [Holy Grail Container]

Effects: As a vessel for an artificial Holy Grail, it possesses the ability to heal and understand the human heart.

You can detect others' lies or hidden motives through subtle emotional fluctuations during reconnaissance.

You can quickly heal minor injuries or stabilize the emotions of the injured.

Your temperament makes you more likely to gain trust, but it also makes you more vulnerable to the attention and harm of criminals.
The doll that was created harbored a vague, unspoken worry.

—Has that god already known that I am the Lesser Grail?

Also, what do those question marks mean?

Judging from the fact that he helped Rider learn to use the watch, it seems that his "faction" and "profession" sections should not contain these things.

……

For Weber—

"Clang, clang..."

It is accompanied by a rocking motion that is as comforting as a baby lying in a cradle.

In a daze, I seemed to hear a gentle broadcast voice coming from above.

"Attention passengers, the next stop is Beikacho Station."

"Passengers who are about to disembark, please prepare."

Strange, Beika Town?
Shouldn't I be in the new capital of Fuyuki City?
Weber felt a sharp pain in the back of his head, as if someone had hit him hard with a baseball bat and then stuffed him into a washing machine like a corpse!

Could it be that I'm already dead?!
The realization that he might die in the battle against the Holy Grail War caused Waver great panic.

The darkness before him seemed to reveal glimmers of light, and Weber tried to grasp them or open his eyes.

Then he woke up.

This appears to be an ordinary train carriage.
A line of text appeared before my eyes, or rather in my mind, and then quickly disappeared.

Out of habit as a "trainee detective," Weber re-verified the information.

It was about two meters wide and five meters long. I was lying on the bed on the left, and opposite me was another empty bed.

Judging from the shape of the lifted blanket, the owner is a person who doesn't care about details.

"hiss……"

My headache got even worse.

A fragmented image seemed to appear before my eyes.

Weber thought it seemed to be a repulsive guy who exuded a fiery red aura all over.

The interior walls of the carriage were light yellow or beige, while the bed frames were dark brown.

Weber examined the peeling paint from the edges carefully and was certain it was teak.

"What I need now is a confirmed time."

Turning his head to the left, Weber lifted the blue curtain covering the car window.

The pitch-black sky and the position of Polaris told him that it was probably around 3 a.m.

Then, while he was trying to figure out what had happened and to search for information about himself—

"Oh? Webber, you're finally awake."

The door on the right was opened, and Iskandar immediately saw Waver looking bewildered. "Phew—I can finally relax a little."

The burly man sighed, a look of relief spreading across his face.

"Put your memories aside for now; you'll gradually remember them later."

Saying something that sounded terrifying, the red-haired burly man strode up to Webber, his expression a mixture of urgency and anticipation.

"That—that—!"

Her shoulders were gripped by two iron clamps, and her body swayed like a plush toy caught in a claw machine.

"Weber, kid, what's your talent?!"

……

"My talent?"

Weber subconsciously repeated Rider's question.

Then, a long string of information suddenly appeared in his mind.

Name: Weber Velvet
Occupation: Preparatory student at Beika Town Detective Academy
Faction: To be determined

Talent: [Insightful Eye]

Effect: Has the ability to see through other people's magic tricks.

In the investigation of a case, you are more likely to discover details that others may miss.

Your testimony is more likely to be accepted by the police or believed by others.
Then, the magician finally realized what was happening.

Or rather, he finally remembered what had just happened.

“Eh ...

A startled scream, loud enough to penetrate the overhead carriage, rang out.

Weber involuntarily sprang up from the bed and crashed solidly into the roof of the carriage.

"it hurts--"

Despite letting out a hissing groan, Weber still managed to ask the question, suppressing the pain.

"Rider, how did we end up on a train?! Are you planning to take me away from Fuyuki City?"

"How long was I unconscious? Just now... I remember that at the end, wasn't it the summoned god who used His Noble Phantasm?"

"Also, why are we going to Beika Town now? The information in my head tells me that I'm now a student at the Detective Academy, what exactly is going on—"

Faced with his Master's barrage of questions, Rider looked exasperated.

He scratched his cheek in annoyance and stopped Weber from continuing.

"Alright, alright, Weber, although I woke up a little earlier than you, there are many questions you asked that even I don't know the answers to."

"Anyway, you should have seen that message, right?"

Iskandar reached out and tapped the watch on his wrist, revealing his ability stats.

Name: Iskandar

Occupation: Driver/Bodyguard
Faction: To be determined

Talent: [King's Army]

Effect: A bold and unrestrained kingly aura from a foreign land.

You are more likely to gain favor with people who agree with the "royal way," you can handle various vehicles well, and you perform better in tracking.

You gain more time in actions that align with a charge/breakout.

You are more likely to intimidate enemies who are much weaker than you in combat.
Seeing Weber's somewhat curious expression, Rider began to explain:
"Your watch should also be under your pillow; it must be a very important prop."

Watching Weber pull out a black watch from under his pillow and put it on his left wrist in a similar manner, projecting the same interface, I saw Weber do the same.

Iskandar paused, then instructed:

"I have already tried it; this information is initially invisible to others."

"However, it also shows the modes that can be displayed, just like what I'm showing you now."

"So kid, you should also be careful not to show off your abilities in front of others."

As he spoke, a slightly unnatural expression appeared on Rider's face.

He stroked his fiery red beard, thinking somewhat uncertainly—

Saber's Master should keep his promise and not tell anyone, right?

"In short, considering our destination, your abilities might be very useful, kid. It's best to keep it a secret."

Seeing that Webb seemed to want to ask something, Rider simply pulled him off the bed, then hoisted him onto his shoulder like a sandbag and walked outside.

He muttered, "Anyway, let's wait until we meet up with Saber and the others to give a detailed explanation. Otherwise, it would be quite troublesome to explain it several times."

"Bang bang bang..."

A series of punches rang out as they pounded on Rider's back.

"I know! I know!" Weber shouted in a bit of a panic. "Put me down quickly, I can walk by myself!"

……

Thankfully, there weren't many people in the aisle of the train carriage late at night.

Otherwise, Weber would surely have smashed the glass and jumped off amidst the strange looks from everyone.

What alarmed him was that Rider seemed to be "affected".

Weber could feel Rider's back muscles tense from his hammering, and even his body swaying from his struggle—

This judgment also surprised him somewhat.

Even, deep down, it's as if another self, or some kind of voice, is making the judgment:
"If I just strangle the carotid artery in his neck, I can make it difficult for him to breathe, causing Rider to become dizzy due to insufficient blood supply to his brain, and thus overpower this strong man."

"Knew it……"

This was Rider's first sentence after he put himself down.

Weber had expected to be reprimanded by Rider.

But when he looked up, he was surprised to see a look of joy and satisfaction on Rider's face.

The circular overhead lights in the corridor cast a dim, yellowish glow as Iskandar stretched out his hand toward the sky above.

Then, as if trying to catch the light, he clenched his fist.

“This is real flesh and blood,” Iskandar murmured. “Could it be that God really recreated the world?”

Rider turned to Weber, who seemed to have grasped something in thought, and explained:
"Aside from the ability you saw, boy, I am now a truly ordinary person."

"However... this has its pros and cons."

Rider led Webber straight past the carriage with several bedroom doors tightly closed, and then stopped in front of the carriage marked "dining car".

“Saber, Lancer and their Masters are inside right now, and you—you’re probably the slowest one to wake up.”

……

Inside the fourth carriage, which had never been opened.

Unlike the ordinary carriages where Saber, Rider, and others were seated, this VIP carriage at the front of the train was so luxurious that it resembled the palace of a nobleman or a king.

The passageway was originally occupied by ornate tables and chairs, with fragrant flowers used as decorations.

Exquisite pastries and meals were already laid out on the table.

To the left of the table and chairs, there was even a wine cabinet displaying red wine.

However, Tokiomi Tohsaka has no appetite at all.

Anyone who was perfectly fine in their magic workshop one second, and then found themselves on an unknown train the next, would experience the same thing.

Even the information in his mind and his own self-verification pushed this noble magician's mind to the brink of collapse.

—He really couldn't feel his magic circuits anymore.

Moreover, Tokiomi Tohsaka had just tried it, and the doors leading to carriages three and five were locked.

On the ornate wooden door leading to carriage number three was a name I had never heard before.

【Shinichi Kudo】

Carriage number five was even more luxurious than the room he was in.

The gate, which exudes the fragrance of camphor wood, has a frame made of pure gold.

The ancient patterns carved with Mesopotamian designs already indicate the identity of its owner—

The King of Heroes, Gilgamesh.

However, his knocking and even his rude calls went unanswered.

As for the Command Seals, the two Command Seals on the back of his hand looked like tattoos at this moment.

Fortunately, the magician managed to focus on the situation at hand.

If the information in my mind is not false, then I might be able to find the answer to the question.

Tokiomi Tohsaka recalled those messages that seemed etched into his mind—

Name: Tokiomi Tohsaka
Occupation: Current head of the Tohsaka family
Faction: To be determined

Talent: [Elegant Noble]

effect:

Your wealth is considered high in Beika Town, and you own the Tohsaka Mansion and related information.

You start with a high level of trust/fame in Beika Town.

Your elegance and authority make it easier for you to gain the trust of local students/teachers and the police, but may appear too arrogant to outsiders.

You are more likely to make mistakes in small matters due to negligence.
……

Do you possess the "Tohsaka Mansion" website and related information?

With that thought in mind, Tokiomi Tohsaka calmed down and searched the room for its contents.

It took me a while to figure out how to use the watch.

However, besides the watch with the instruction manual, he also found a letter underneath it.

—An envelope sealed with sealing wax.

……

This is undoubtedly a strange letter.

Tokiomi Tohsaka —

Our family has declined.

Do you still remember our old and profound mansion?

It was so rich and dignified.

It is a jewel set in the hills, standing proudly and immovably atop the hills of Namihana Town.

I spent my life in that old mansion, surrounded by rumors and shadows.

After indulging in the tedium and monotony of magic research, I grew tired of the almost unchanging path of failure.

At this time, strange and unsettling rumors began to circulate, hinting at its true nature—

It may be a gateway to some indescribable, unbelievable power.

Using artifacts and rituals, I exhausted all my efforts to excavate and restore—

Those long-buried secrets.

Spend every penny of our family's wealth on—

Seeking the vessel that "can bestow miracles," they urge the self-sacrificing magician upon it.

Finally, beneath the lowest layer of foundation, in the salt-soaked rock strata—

We unearthed that ancient altar and ancient evil.

Our footsteps disturbed that ancient mystery.

We have fallen into that realm of death and madness!

In the end, I was all alone, howling as I ran through the cave beneath the spiritual vein.

Hearing the echoes of his own staggering footsteps reverberating in the arcade,
Until I finally lost consciousness.

My child, do you still remember our old and profound mansion?

Rich and dignified.

It is actually a festering, hideous thing!
The shadows slowly seeped in, devouring our blood.

I beg you, go home.

Claim your inheritance rights,
Rescue our glorious family from—

That greedy demonic shadow is devouring us.
Besides the letter, the last item was a map. (See below)

(End of this chapter)