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

Chapter 367 The three pairs of masters and servants finally reunite.

The first thing you see is outside the window.

The silhouettes of the mountains are faintly visible under the moonlight.

And those highways, like shining fiber optic cables, stretch into the distance, connecting the villages and towns scattered across this land.

Weber could even see cars that looked like toy models driving by on the highway not far from the train.

He couldn't help but swallow.

"Rider, are you sure this is a Reality Marble?"

Waver already knows about Saber Master's analysis of their current situation.

Rider told him these things after Iskandar put him off his shoulder.

He needs another magician, his own Master, to verify the truth of this matter.

At this moment, both of them clearly slowed down their pace toward the back of the car, allowing more time to exchange information.

"At least from the performance perspective, there are no problems."

Rider placed a hand on Webber's shoulder, letting him feel the warmth and even the throbbing of his pulse.

"At least, at this moment, I am no longer a [Heroic Spirit]."

Iskandar's gaze also fell upon the scenery outside the window.

"Heh—how strange..."

He muttered this to himself softly.

"Does everyone get a second chance?"

The heart, which was already truly beating in my chest, was beating even more intensely and powerfully at this moment.

Or, like a lake whose calm surface has been disturbed by a pebble, it has returned to its original tranquility.

Rider walked to the window and touched the glass that seemed to separate him from the open fields where he could ride a horse.

He spoke with a touch of emotion:
"Kid, do you remember what that strange priest was saying?"

"It's that phrase, 'The universe is the love of God.'"

"Uh...ah..." Weber was so surprised by the implication in Rider's words that he couldn't even speak for a moment.

After a while, he finally came to his senses from this unease.

"Rider, are you saying... are you saying we've come to another universe?"

"In fact, this universe was only recently created by—by that Heroic Spirit?"

"At least, before you woke up, I had been staring out the window for a long time."

Rider sighed; he did want to prove that this was wrong.

But the truth is, the longer time passed, the less he realized that "this is a [prophetic barrier]".

"Boy, I concealed this from you before, and I must apologize to you."

He paused, and seeing that Weber didn't react, he continued.

"Although Saber's Master thinks this might be a 'larger' Reality Marble."

"But I don't think that's actually the case."

Weber felt that his thoughts were flowing much faster than usual—he had already guessed what Rider wanted to say.

"Rider, you mean you have a Reality Marble?"

“Yes.” Iskandar nodded.

"That's the trump card I mentioned before, and it's also the name you saw on that projection just now—[The King's Army]."

"This is also why I said it couldn't be a [Presentation Barrier]. No one can incorporate so many things into their own [Mental Imagery]."

……

In fact, Iskandar was initially persuaded by Irisviel.

Even those unbreakable glasses—the Holy Grail—clearly didn't tell the Conqueror the difference between "tempered glass" and "glass."

In Iskandar's eyes, these fragile, crystalline objects should have been easily shattered when he forcefully slashed at the car window with the sword his Saber Master had lent him.

But whether it was the sword tip, or the heavy guard or hilt, used as a hammer, the glass seemed to remain intact except for some shallow scratches.

Maybe he should try using a football.

In short, this undoubtedly meets the requirements for a "barrier".

The fact that the Heroic Spirit's [Unique Marble] is a modern train raises some questions.

But compared to the fact that this is truly a world, a train is a train.

Then, things started to go wrong.

First, a woman who rushed over because of the "thump thump thump" sound from the food cart screamed – she was a night shift worker.

Then, several guys called "train police" quickly disarmed themselves and Saber's Master.

Although he could knock down one person with a single punch, and even once wielded Saber's sword to gain the upper hand.

Thinking of this, Rider unconsciously touched his shoulder.

Those guns that can shoot lightning are pretty powerful.

Rider never imagined that he, who had always been skilled at controlling lightning, would one day be paralyzed by those tiny currents.

If it weren't for the watch falling out of the pocket, it would seem to symbolize something else entirely.

The mighty conqueror Alexander the Great was about to suffer a narrow defeat at the hands of a train policeman.

……

In fact, it was also Iskandar's inner thoughts that began to lean towards the idea that this was not a [Presence Marble].

Rider could tell whether these self-proclaimed railway police officers were acting under someone else's control or simply based on their own judgment.

Very few people can manifest a physical entity containing a soul within a Reality Marble.

Yes, this includes his conqueror Iskandar.

When that boundless, scorching sea of ​​sand appeared, the Conqueror King used magic to summon his subjects and subordinates from the Throne of Heroes.

but--

The term "Mind Image" in "Mind Image World" was not chosen arbitrarily.

This means that an entity has absolute dominion over its own [world].

Therefore, it also means that there will not be a second true "soul" inside it.

Of course, you can unfold it to accommodate others, or you can unfold it to call out to others—

Just like [King's Army].

However, it is impossible to create a real life with a soul within a Reality Marble.

Even Nero Chaos, one of the Twenty-Seven Dead Apostles, created his "Beast King's Nest" using only the six hundred and sixty-six beast factors within himself.

The current situation is—

"These people... don't seem to be the ones that the Heroic Spirit 'summoned'."

Just like people don't remember exactly how many slices of bread they ate.

No one would deliberately keep track of the train they took on a particular day, or other such trivial matters.

It's impossible for one person to remember every detail and every event in the entire world!
Moreover, how could an "ordinary person" possibly be "summoned"?
Iskandar only needed one glance to be certain that it was undoubtedly an "ordinary" quality.

Therefore, when he saw the stars in the sky shift and the light and shadow flicker outside the window, that fantastical idea popped into his mind.

"These...are all true."

……

"Hey kid, I'm telling you."

Rider waved his hand in front of Webber's eyes.

Aren't you surprised at all?

"Ah!" Weber belatedly realized, "Rider, I'm thinking about the meaning of this world."

This left Iskandar speechless.

"Uh... have you figured it out yet?"

Weber's next words were undoubtedly surprising.

"God, maybe he's a detective."

Weber thought about it more and more and felt that this was very likely, so he looked up into Rider's eyes.

“Rider, think about it. We were always focused on the priest’s identity, but we subconsciously ignored the more crucial clues.” At this moment, the amazing memory of Detective Conan, which never forgets clues even after decades, is about to show.

Weber recalled the faint lip movements illuminated by the streetlights and the indistinct sounds carried by the wind when Archer's weapon ripped through the air.

"In the name of the detective—that's exactly what the heroic spirit said back then."

"Also, Rider, you should remember that my information listed my identity as 'a preparatory student at Beika Town Detective Academy,' right?"

At that moment, the young magician muttered to himself.

"This is definitely some kind of hint."

……

"Eh?!!"

The silver-haired girl's surprised voice rang out from inside the food truck.

"Mr. Waver, do you mean that the [Heroic Spirit] should be related to detectives?"

Upon hearing Webber's assumptions about Conan's identity, Irisviel exclaimed in surprise.

Weber nodded.

Although both parties had met, they tacitly avoided asking directly about the information on the watch.

But after Weber's leading questions and by being the first to say that he came from "Beihana Town Detective Academy".

Saber and Irisviel also revealed what their "professions" were related to.

“Saber is the advisor of the kendo club, while Miss Irisviel is the doctor.”

Weber paused, and under the expectant gazes of three pairs of people, he spoke with difficulty—he felt as if everything was weighing on his shoulders.

"This is undoubtedly a clue as to why we came into this world."

“Even our respective ‘professions’ are clearly related to our identities before we came here.”

"In other words, this was deliberately arranged by that [Heroic Spirit]."

After stating his reasoning, Weber fell into deep thought once again.

"But what was his purpose in doing this?"

"If it's for the Holy Grail, judging from those rooms that can't be opened, the other Heroic Spirits should have come in as well."

"Now that everyone is unable to use magic, as long as we blow up the train, we will undoubtedly win."

"In other words, the other party also has certain limitations, wait—!"

Weber recalled Caster's wailing about "atonement" and "sainthood".

"This might also be related to Caster's behavior."

The conversation suddenly stopped there.

For some reason, a thought inexplicably arose in Weber's mind—

"Judgment from God?"

……

"very good!"

Unlike Irisviel, who was still completely bewildered, Rider had undoubtedly caught up with Weber's line of thought.

"In this way, we only need to catch the criminals, and we might win, or even obtain the Holy Grail."

This shrewd and wise king then added a clue that everyone had overlooked.

As a king who conquers battlefields, the most important thing is the map.

The plates in front of the table were roughly pushed aside.

Amidst the somewhat surprised expressions of the other three, Rider spread out a map of Beika Town on it.

He said with a serious expression, "Don't forget, the broadcast just now mentioned that we'll be arriving in Beika Town soon, and the map shows that its structure is very similar to Fuyuki."

For Irisviel, she clearly remembered that she had been with Rider all along.

At that moment, she couldn't help but ask, "Rider, your map..."

Iskandar's reply was very much in his style.

"Ah, I found this in the table when I went to the train police station to explain the situation."

"Anyway, it doesn't matter if it's discovered, we can just return it to them later."

Thick fingers are located a little in the city center.

"This place should have been a high school in Fuyuki City, but now it's marked with the name 'Beika Town Detective Academy'."

"In addition, a white castle area has appeared in the western suburbs."

Rider's words made Saber and Irisviel's hearts tighten.

They noticed that the castle's name was written below it—[Einzbern Castle].

Fortunately, Rider clearly hasn't connected them with the Einzbern family yet—

"So, besides that unknown detective academy, our second goal should be to ask Miss Einzbern to take us to her castle, right?"

The sound came from the other end of the food cart.

The information revealed immediately shattered their concealment.

It was a chilling tone that Weber was all too familiar with.

Kenneth El-Melloi Archibald.

Before Saber and Waver could even prepare to defend themselves, Irisviel and Rider intercepted them.

"Don't be impulsive, Saber!"

"Don't be impulsive, Webber boy!"

Irisviel shook her head slightly at Saber and explained in a low voice:

“Mr. Kenneth is not our enemy at the moment.”

"Of course I'm not your enemy, my colleague, and..."

Kenneth's gaze lingered on Weber for a moment.

“My dearest classmate, Weber Velvet.”

……

To be honest, when Irisviel and Rider first met Kenneth in the dining car, they almost instinctively tried to capture him.

—After all, this despicable guy's actions are obvious to all.

We're all just ordinary people now. What if he suddenly sets a trap to harm us?
Fortunately, the frail figure in the wheelchair was quite eye-catching.

"Lancer? How did you become like this?"

Perhaps, due to historical inertia, being "put on a wheelchair" is Kenneth's fate.

But now, this fate is undoubtedly somewhat awkward...offset or misaligned.

Two guns, one red and one yellow, were tucked into a bag behind the wheelchair like canes.

A haggard look, as if from mercury poisoning, was reflected on the handsome face of that once agile and valiant warrior.

This is why Rider and Irisviel said earlier that there was no need to worry about Lancer's martial arts skills.

Clearly, our Diarmuid is having a hard time even standing up right now.

Even if he has to walk, he has to rely on his two "crutches".

Of course, this is assuming we ignore the "mercury poisoning" condition.

At this moment, Lancer should indeed be the strongest fighter in Beika Town Detective Academy.

—Without exception.

In fact, after faithfully waiting for his lord to regain consciousness, the knight told him his information:
Name: Dirumdo Audina

Occupation: Specially Appointed Professor of Detective Skills at Beika Town Detective Academy
Faction: To be determined

Talent: [Mercury Radiance Knight]

Effect: A loyal and astute knight, skilled in using dual pistols to handle complex situations.

Because of a special poison called "mercury," your physical condition has been reduced to the highest degree.

Until you take the special antidote given to you by your employer Kenneth, you will be limited to using a wheelchair and crutches.

Three minutes after you take the antidote, your physical condition will be restored to its peak and will last for 33 minutes.

In this state, your inner "potential" will be unleashed, and you will be regarded as the legendary "Chief Warrior of the Fiona Knights".
(End of this chapter)