What? My cheat code is making my own gold coins explode?

[Host, you're so smart today! That's right, as long as the Servant is summoned, they can stay by your side forever until their Spirit Origin disintegrates. See? A master-servant relationship for life! Isn't that great?]

"Where is the power supply?"

[Haha, host, you have quite a few treasures on you. Besides, isn't everyone covered in magic? Just squeeze some out of yourself~]

"So you're a human battery, huh? You want to get elbowed?"

[If you become the battery yourself, no one else will suffer, right? Those Command Seals made of flesh and blood look so cool! And if all else fails, you can always scavenge something to feed them.]

Zhao Si rolled his eyes. He knew all too well that the system was a makeshift operation. The other party was acting on a whim, and they didn't even have magic circuits yet they wanted to create Servants. This was simply asking for his death.

At this point, Zhao Si thought of a new problem:

"Do Servants also retain their original personalities?"

[Oh dear, isn't that only natural? Just like how you've been afraid to release Blaze, lest he turn against you, right?]

Zhao Si remained silent; this option, which involved the original owner's consciousness, was incredibly torturous.

Will the Wildlings of Light choose to abandon humanity because this is the Atlantic Lostbelt?

impossible.

Humans in the Lostbelt are humans, and humans in the Pan-Human History are also humans. Releasing them and causing the savages to struggle is worse than not releasing them at all.

Therefore, Zhao Si dared not release it. The Light Savage is not a real savage; it is a truly intelligent life form with high quality and morality.

They might even intervene to stop Chaldea from cutting down the Imaginary Tree (laughs).

[The host who desires beauty will eventually find it appealing.]

"Wow, it's so bad to use the Giant Mountain Super Power just because it smells so good. Does that mean Gaia v2 can't sweep... Oh, it really can't sweep."

[The host keeps getting attacked because of this kind of protective mentality.]

"That's right. Cards are meaningless if you don't use them when you need to, and the same goes for savages..."

In the present world, Zhao Si, piloting the Freedom Gundam, looked up at the sky, where the 1.5-kilometer-long figure was faintly visible.

Even if the savage is left in this world after using it, there is a reason to use it.

"System, do you think a human host can contain two kinds of arcane power?"

[Believe it. Belief doesn't need a reason. Besides, wasn't the host's body already modified by Zoffy? Hmm.]

"Even adults with calluses are adults, I understand."

Zhao Si composed himself and ended this feeling of uncertainty.

"Summoning Servants is just as risky. Although it's a targeted summon obtained by exchanging one draw, I'm not sure what kind of train-like problems I'll encounter later. Plus, Servants have their own personalities, and if necessary, it's not impossible for me to use three Command Spells to make a Servant commit suicide..."

[Sigh, why are you thinking so much, host? Just be happy that you can use it. You should be thinking about how to build more bonds. Wouldn't it be a free draw if you didn't summon? Why are you getting so hung up on this?]

"You're right, I hope I never have to use this thing."

Zhao Si ended his chat with the system; he now understood the true nature of this new feature.

Just like those mobile games that have been released over eight years and are still only being updated incrementally, we are extremely grateful that this thing occasionally pops up a patch.

It might be useless now, but if I have a lot of stock later, maybe I can cosplay as "Endless Heroic Spirits, come out!" It sounds pretty cool.

Haha, provided you haven't been drained dry by the Servant.

While Zhao Si was still lost in thought, he saw the AI ​​image of Little Da Vinci light up again:

“Mr. Zhao Si, we found a remarkably modern laboratory inside the temple, one that completely surpasses the technological level of pan-human history!”

"You should have received the great god's legacy by now, right?"

"Yes, Mr. Mandecardo has successfully exploited the bug to retrieve enough divine legacy to strengthen Captain Nemo's share, but the remaining divine legacy cannot be retrieved from it."

“Let the Chaldeans leave from inside, I’ll try.”

As Da Vinci had instructed, he led everyone out of the temple laboratory, where they saw the Freedom Gundam wielding a beam saber radiating intense heat in its right hand.

"Rumble————"

Under the cutting of the red beam, the stone ceiling at the top of the temple was cut away, revealing sophisticated, futuristic mechanical instruments inside.

"Wow, that's a really simple and brutal attack, but won't the divine legacy inside be damaged?"

Mandicardo stood in front of Fujimaru Ritsuka, sighing and secretly glancing back at her expression.

If his words made Master impatient with him, Mandecardo would be the first person he couldn't forgive himself for.

It's rare to find someone who values ​​you so much; you can't let them feel embarrassed.

"Ah, actually it's okay even if it's cut badly. The temples scattered on other islands also contain the legacy of the great gods. We can move them to other places."

What am I saying? Am I questioning Chaldea's abilities? Doesn't that mean I'm also questioning Master's judgment?

Mandecardo, who had just finished speaking, immediately realized the inadequacy of his words. He quickly turned around, wanting to make amends and let Fujimaru Ritsuka know that he did not doubt Chaldea:

“Master, I believe in you, but we Servants only have a superficial understanding of the Great God's legacy, so we never thought of forcibly dismantling the temple's laboratory to retrieve the contents inside…”

"Mr. Zhao Si succeeded! Mandecardo, let's go! Let's see if the remaining divine legacy can be used to strengthen other Servants!"

"Ah? Oh, come on, I'm coming."

Mandicardo was pulled forward by Fujimaru Ritsuka's wrist, but he was secretly relieved.

Thankfully, Master didn't notice his lapse in composure. It was so good that no one paid any attention to his random thoughts.

Mandecardo once again buried his dark thoughts in his heart, and then he saw the only little girl in the group, Miss Da Vinci, right before everyone's eyes, using the elevator rope that descended from the tall aircraft to go into the cockpit.

So bold?

"Hmm, Miss Da Vinci is so bold..."

Even the Chaldea people think this is audacious?!

Chapter Sixty-Five: The Daring Party

"Hmm, Miss Da Vinci is quite bold, actually walking directly into the cockpit of Mr. Zhao Si, whom she has only known for less than two days."

Mashu looked at the little Leonardo da Vinci who was running the fastest and said in amazement.

It sounds strange, even a bit ambiguous, but considering it's a colored eggplant, it's not so strange after all.

However, Mashu wasn't too surprised, since little Da Vinci must have wanted to thoroughly research the legacy of the great god.

After the Freedom Gundam reached out and pulled out the equipment containing the Ookami's legacy, it's normal for Leonardo da Vinci to go directly to the Freedom Gundam's cockpit.

Mashu was unaware that her own researchers had already embarked on the path of the alien invaders.

"The cockpit of Freedom... Actually, I'd like to go in and take a look too."

Fujimaru Ritsuka was eager to try, and just as she was about to take a step to imitate Leonardo da Vinci, her purple-haired female colleague grabbed her shoulder and pressed her to the spot.

"Senior, although Mr. Zhao Si has helped us a lot, you should still prioritize your own safety."

"Ah? Okay, okay, okay."

"Senior isn't familiar with the Freedom Gundam's elevator. What if it suddenly falls down halfway up? Let's try it again later."

Cockpit lift? That's all too familiar; I've always dreamed of trying it.

"Yes, yes, we'll ask Mr. Zhao Si to borrow it for a visit sometime when we have the chance... cough cough, I mean, to borrow it for a tour."

Stealing a Gundam wouldn't happen to a model student like Fujimaru Ritsuka, especially with a shield-wielding junior student nearby who cares about her safety.

I can only watch as Leonardo da Vinci gets to enter the Freedom Gundam ahead of everyone else; I'm so envious.

The master and servant were arguing for a while, and Mandicardo consciously moved away, standing aside and listening silently for a moment before he realized a fact:

So that boy piloting the robot wasn't one of the original Chaldea crew?

Previously, even standing on the grass, one could see the blue and white mechs patrolling the air and annihilating monsters, leading Mandecardo, who was wandering in this area, to believe that Olympus had developed a new mech to deal with the Pan-Human History Servants.

Upon observing this machine, Mandecardo was prepared to fight to the death. Even without the ability to stay airborne for extended periods or to effectively engage in air combat, he knew he had no chance of winning against such a dominant aerial force.

However, since the Pan-Human History Servants who went to Olympus ahead of him had asked for this, even if he couldn't remember their faces due to magic, he still had to charge forward against an enemy he couldn't defeat.

Then Mandecardo's "Death Charge" was interrupted by the visiting Chaldea members. Master Fujimaru Ritsuka said, "That mobile suit is called Freedom Gundam, and our comrades are inside." Mandecardo was relieved.

As for the origin of the Freedom Gundam, Mandecardo didn't ask; he believed it was Chaldea's own fighting force.

Mandecardo didn't ask, and the Chaldean group didn't answer either, assuming that the seemingly introverted and taciturn king wasn't interested in it.

He has a calm and indifferent dead fish face, and everyone who sees him thinks he probably doesn't care much.

"We should have thought of that earlier. If Chaldea had such strong support from the beginning, they wouldn't have needed to scramble to recruit lone Pan-Human History Servants. Instead, they could have gathered intelligence and stormed into Olympus directly, right?"

"Well... it's only natural that no one pays much attention to a dark-type Servant like me. I just need to do what I'm supposed to do. Let the right people take the spotlight."

Mandecardo realized that the Freedom Gundam and its pilot, who were also new acquaintances, were drawing people inside with their commotion.

As someone with no charm, only a kind-hearted person like Fujimaru Ritsuka would notice me and employ me without any disdain.

"Mandicardo? What's wrong?"

Fujimaru Ritsuka noticed that Mandecardo's expression was somewhat uncertain not far away. Out of habit of caring for his Servants, he went over to offer his condolences.

"No, it's nothing. I just suddenly feel that I can never repay Master's kindness."

"Huh? That can't be that exaggerated..."

Fujimaru Ritsuka herself didn't know she had this ability, that Mandecardo was so grateful to her. Was there some kind of affection storyline that she didn't know about?

"I just think it's normal for you, Mandecardo, as a Servant, to have your own strengths, just as it's normal for me to believe in you."

"...Master!!!"

Mandicardo was deeply moved and hugged Fujimaru Ritsuka. The latter subconsciously wanted to pat him on the back, but was blocked by the shell on his back.

In the end, he obediently withdrew his hands and simply smiled.

He didn't do anything particularly inspiring, did he? How did Mandicardo end up like this?

Fujimaru Ritsuka was puzzled, but she still took care of this sensitive king's servant with her own heart.

On the other side, before the real Da Vinci could even get started in the free cockpit, Zhao Si grabbed him by the collar with one hand and pulled him away from the joystick and buttons.