Having traversed countless realms, can you possibly be as clever as me?

He rubbed the bridge of his nose, then clutched his stomach, looked at his own youthful self, and gritted his teeth.

"So? That old man Zelrich intends for you to save the world?"

"What do you mean 'me'—we're clearly one person!" Weber said, somewhat disgruntled.

However, he still seemed quite pleased with himself, after all, he had become such a big shot in another world—no, in the predetermined future!

El-Melloi II, the monarch of the modern magic department, the most popular lecturer at the Clock Tower, and so on.

It's such a beautiful dream, one that I could never have imagined!

"And I'm just the first one here; the others will be here soon."

"...Who are they?"

"Professor Kenneth and Rider." The first name that came to mind was the one that caused El-Melloi II to suffer a stomach hemorrhage.

"The Magician Killer, his wife, and Saber in yet another new form."

"The head of the Tohsaka family and his disciple, the newly summoned female Archer and Assassin."

"Finally, there's the Jewel Elder himself and the reinforcements he brought!"

"...So you came here just to deal with that 'saint'?"

"He was originally supposed to be our Servant in this Holy Grail War," Waver said solemnly.

"Moreover, he is a Servant from another world, and we must expel him."

El-Melloi II patiently listened to his other self recount the story of the Holy Grail War, a story both familiar and unfamiliar to him.

The Holy Grail War involving Servants from another world became less pure and extremely troublesome, but after dealing with the first batch, Tsugumi decisively chose to run away.

The Fuyuki Holy Grail War went through several cycles after that.

"After that, we banished several otherworldly Servants: a strange cell-based being with a head of fire, a girl claiming to be the daughter of Hades, a Dead Apostle who said he was the son of Dracula, a martyr wearing a metal-pointed hat..."

Waver recounted all of these special otherworldly Servants.

Actually, not all of them were hostile to them. In fact, most of them—at least the four that Weber mentioned—were inexplicably brought here while they were still alive.

So they were quite calm about being expelled; they fought once and then ran away, without doing anything with the Holy Grail.

—Except for the first one, that scum cell person took the Holy Grail and transformed Fuyuki into a strange place, but overall, the expulsion was not too difficult.

Having gained their first experience, the human servants became much more cautious when dealing with otherworldly servants. At least they wouldn't act like that idiot Gilgamesh, fighting without thinking and getting outmaneuvered by the weak.

But this cycle continued for more than ten times, and to be honest, everyone participating in the Holy Grail War couldn't take it anymore.

After all, after a dozen or so cycles, there will always be some troublesome otherworldly Servants that appear—even more terrifying than Lu Bu and Sukuna who turned into a monster!

For example, the time before they left, a menacing bald man appeared, with grayish-white skin and scarlet markings, wielding two knives.

If it weren't for Zelrich's intervention and exile of the other party, they might have died there!

"That saint is definitely"

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"An otherworldly servant!" Waver declared confidently.

In fact, everyone guessed the second loop. It was confirmed by investigating the Matou family's information that they should have summoned Berserker, but now all the Servants have disappeared.

But unfortunately, they transmigrated to a parallel world, leaving these people to suffer endlessly in reincarnation!

"Jewel Elder will lead us to expel that otherworldly Servant, that fake saint, quack!!!"

Looking at his own enthusiastic expression, El-Melloi II felt a deeper sense of reflection beyond his initial shame.

Is it fake? Is it really fake?

Perhaps he really is a 'Servant' from another world, but—who says that just because someone comes from another world, they're necessarily a fake?

Just as he was pondering, the buzzing mosquitoes beside him effectively disturbed his thoughts. Frustrated, El-Melloi II waved his hands for a long time but could not get rid of these mosquitoes created by miracles, so he became angry!

Ugh, so annoying! Forget it, I don't want to think about it anymore!

Even if the sky falls, the tall ones will hold it up. The Gemstone Elder is here, so why should I worry about anything unnecessary?

"The worst-case scenario is the end of the world. But even if things can be resolved, such a large-scale, mysterious leak..."

King El-Melloi II shook his head, fell silent, and no longer wanted to ponder such grand questions.

Picking up the cup and looking at the blood-red, foul-smelling water inside, El-Melloi II forced himself to drink a mouthful, suppressing his nausea. While the stench did alleviate some of his thirst, he still found the whole thing absurd and unreal.

A person will die if they don't drink water for three days. He doesn't know if this disaster will last for three days, but in any case, after three days, no one in this world will be lucky enough to die of thirst.

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P.S.: After finishing the Moon arc, I'll spend two days conquering the everyday world—but I'm a bit conflicted about the choices after that. My current ideas include: Harry Potter from the Drowned Spring + Tsugumi with the Sukuna power residing within him; trading power in the One Piece world to unleash a massacre; using Shinji Ikari's identity in the Evangelion world to do something big; and using Miko's Heroic Spirit abilities to wreak havoc in the Jujutsu Kaisen. Except for the fourth, which is uncertain, the first three are things I'll write sooner or later, so I'm a bit conflicted _(:з」∠)_

222. Slaughter of Discontent

The people of Xueyuan City struggle to survive in this city.

Yes, even if a quarter of the people suddenly become rabid dogs attacking others, and a quarter of the city is destroyed in war, the people here still choose to live here!

It wasn't because they were so attached to their homeland; it was simply that they couldn't leave.

This city was built from the very beginning in preparation for magic activities by the United States. Therefore, this city, built in the wilderness and almost in scale to resemble Las Vegas, is full of pre-laid symbolic patterns.

Therefore, no matter how intense the Servant battle is in this city, it won't make the news. Similarly, even though Tsugumi has caused so much trouble in Yukihara City, the people inside still can't leave.

Fortunately, their suffering didn't last long.

After all, it's already the second day in the world.

In less than forty-eight hours, the moment of truth will come—in any case, this country is going to suffer a divine fire.

The live stream resumed at 10:00 AM the following day.

The world is once again forced to witness that saint perform his miracles and disasters.

Political figures, magicians, and members of the Holy Church from all over the world watched this 'performance' on their respective screens.

Then Tsurugie made her grand entrance.

"Good morning, everyone. It's already the morning of the second day. I wonder if you're getting used to the ubiquitous mosquitoes and blood?

"

Tsurugi spread his hands and smiled.

"But you need not worry, because these disasters will soon be over. After all, we are now in the second day."

He snapped his fingers lightly, and the calamities vanished as suddenly as they had appeared.

The frogs that used to crawl all over the streets have disappeared, and the ubiquitous mosquitoes and lice have also died out. The water in the oceans, lakes, and rivers has also become clear.

The miracle occurred and its departure was so easy and simple that it was almost unbelievable, and it instilled a deep sense of fear at the immense divine favor bestowed upon this saint.

"I hope you will repent and bring me a result that satisfies me. Now, let's see what the result will be."

With a gentle wave of her hand, Dongjiang displayed numerous images and videos on the screen.

Without exception, they were all videos of horrific and tragic massacres committed by old American wealthy families and European elites.

The people who approached them were incredibly diverse, including magicians from the United States, magicians from Western Europe, agents of the Holy Church—and even quite a few Dead Apostles!

These people, without exception, were people who did not want the world to end for such a ridiculous reason, so they worked very hard to carry out the activities of torturing and killing these sinners.

Some of the old money was tied up in their sleep and thrown into a pool full of poisonous insects, where they were devoured bit by bit by the insects amidst extremely sharp screams and wails.

Some powerful and wealthy people are trapped in rooms full of blades. To escape, they can only walk across a floor full of sharp blades. But when they crawl out after being cut through countless pieces of flesh, they are greeted by a room full of needles.

Some were captured by the Death Walkers, drained of every drop of blood and turned into mummies, their souls unable to find release, wailing in their slowly decaying bodies.

Various kinds, all sorts of things.

These unrealistic people

"Good, very good." Tsurugi smiled and applauded them, then opened one of the screens.

The man in the picture is Faldius, who has been through a day and a half of trouble and has caused countless problems, making him look incredibly weathered. And next to him is Epstein.

"We've caught the culprit." Faldius, noticing his own appearance in the live stream, took a deep breath and gripped the terrified, struggling broker tightly.

"We'll deal with the rest of them gradually, let's stop!"

"Great, great, that was quick!" Tsurugi clapped with a smile, but then tilted her head playfully.

"Tsk tsk tsk, if I hadn't turned these events from a tragedy for innocent children into a global catastrophe, would you be so eager to seek justice?"

"If I hadn't threatened to destroy the world, would you have punished these beasts so recklessly?"

"No, you won't."

"To you, this is nothing more than a trivial matter that doesn't concern you. Even some people who already know about it will neither stop it nor expose it in order to protect your so-called 'big picture'."

"Only when a knife is held to each of your necks will you realize the urgency, take action, and disregard your so-called bullshit sense of the big picture and your so-called worthless political maneuvering!"

"Most of those who have a sense of justice and want to punish you lack the power, while those who do have the power have mostly been assimilated into something like you beasts and trash."

How many people were mocked by Dongjiang's cold words? But he did not attack the angry masses because he knew they were not without a sense of justice, but powerless.

Tsugumi believes that if the same abilities and opportunities were presented to most people, they would certainly do the same thing as Tsugumi without hesitation.

Rather than this bullshit world situation, we'd rather see justice prevail before our eyes!

"Please begin your performance," Tsugumi said, extending her hand with a smile.

Faldius had a cold expression, then waved his hand, and soon a professional team arrived.

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The team then came up.

This includes magicians skilled in healing magic, surgical experts, and several specialists in penal techniques and magic.

"No! Don't do this! I wasn't the only one in the wrong—quack!!!"