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

Round four, let's begin!

Close your eyes, open your eyes

The scent of sun-dried feathers wafted from in front of him.

Having transmigrated, my only purpose is to kill, kill, kill! : 33. [Fate] The Nameless Saint's History Lesson

Ha! I can finally do whatever I want!!!

Upon leaving the third world, this was the first thought that came to Tsugumi's mind!

His behavior in the previous world was worthy of his demonic identity, but to be honest, he also lived a very repressed life.

He really dislikes simulation management games; he prefers simple and straightforward action, shooting, or musou-style games!

Haha, I've gathered enough power, let's see what games I'm going to play next!

World Mission: Win the Fifth Holy Grail War in Fuyuki City.

'Quest Reward: Inscribe the skill 'Force - Chosen One''

Tsugumi blinked, and then—the game began!

London, Clock Tower

In a history class

Even in academies that gather many magicians from around the world, history courses still exist, just as Hogwarts has a subject called Magical History.

Moreover, this is a required course for most magicians who want to achieve something great, because what they learn is not the history that ordinary people come into contact with, stripped of its 'mystery', but the real stories that have actually happened on this planet.

Although the Clock Tower was established in the first year of the Gregorian calendar, which is the day the Gregorian calendar began, the vast amount of historical data stored within the organization itself allows them to learn a great deal about the history of the 'Age of Gods'.

This is an inescapable lesson for magicians who yearn to unearth legacies and create knowledge from the ancient divine history.

Of course, for magicians who regard knowledge and mystery as life and even everything, handing over all knowledge directly would be less satisfying than killing them.

Concealing the truly valuable history and stories, and merely teaching what cannot be concealed, what has been made public, or what has been distorted.

The Clock Tower's public history course is a good example; the history presented there is closer to the truth than the history spread by ordinary people—but it's hard to say whether it's even more outlandish and unofficial!

El-Melloi II's public lecture today was to teach a part of the historical truth.

Perhaps it was because of his status as a star lecturer at the Clock Tower that the lecture hall was packed. Everyone, whether in the front or back rows, was writing furiously.

After all, El-Melloi II was one of the very few Clock Tower lecturers who almost never held back his knowledge, partly because he himself had little to hide. However, personally speaking, he and his retired teacher were arguably the pinnacle of morality and professional ethics in the history of the Clock Tower.

"—In conclusion, the history of the year 1 AD was divided in two by this landmark event. The appearance of the nameless saint, the wrath of God, and the extermination of the sacred voice directly led to the Old Jerusalem being reduced to ashes, and Rome being burned in the fire. The newly established Roman Empire, founded by Octavian, only lasted until the second emperor, Tiberius, before heading towards chaos and destruction."

The history written by El-Melloi II in chalk is undoubtedly a story that contradicts conventional history. Conventional history recounts a natural disaster, similar to Pompeii, that destroyed Jerusalem and Rome at the time, and there is absolutely no trace of 'saints' in it.

"And this is also close to the version that ordinary people understand in the records of Judaism and Catholicism. This special nameless saint is, in most cases, an existence of 'apocryphal' that is not recognized by the church. Because there is no trace of his existence in any history or available records."

"So, teacher, is he a real person or just a fabricated lie?!"

A blond student energetically raised his hand to ask a question, interrupting El-Melloi II's writing on the blackboard.

He frowned slightly, then put down the chalk and said...

"Nobody knows, not even the Church itself is struggling with this issue."

"Throughout history, countless religious scholars have tried to uncover the secrets of this saint who may have killed the most people in history, but he left no trace, not even any relics. Even the history that records him is full of puzzling aspects."

"Many historical records state that the fires that burned Rome and Jerusalem were sudden natural disasters, and had nothing to do with human beings. But during the reign of Emperor Nero, historical records about this nameless saint suddenly appeared."

"But the Church cannot deny his existence, because in the last verse of Luke chapter 24, his existence is spoken by Jesus himself."

King El-Melloi II picked up the chalk and wrote a sentence on the blackboard.

"—You must not be like him, for he was in the anger of my Father. You must not be like him, who bathed in holiness and received the seven seals. You must not be like him, who ate the forbidden fruit and lived in the Garden of Eden."

"And Flat, if you interrupt my lecture again, you're going to do a handstand frog hop back to your seat!!!"

Ignoring the pleas of the problem students, El-Melloi II called on a student who had honestly raised his hand to ask a question.

"What does all this have to do with us magicians?"

"While these are stories from the Church of Christ, the history of the magician, and especially our clock tower, is closely intertwined with the Church."

El-Melloi II put down the chalk and said softly

"As we all know, the decline of the Age of Gods was accompanied by many different events and phenomena. In Western Europe, the decline of magic in the Age of Gods was accompanied by the death of King Solomon, and for the Church, King Solomon's status is undoubtedly important."

"As for the Clock Tower, we were established in the year 1 AD. The Church is not simply hostile to our existence, so do not limit your thinking with narrow-mindedness."

After that student sat down, another student raised their hand to ask a question.

"Then, teacher, what happened to the reconstruction of Rome afterward?"

"The Romans themselves claimed that they rose from the ashes and ruins and made Caligula the ruler of Rome again. He was initially wise, but after rebuilding Rome, he went mad, committing countless atrocities, proclaiming himself a god, and was eventually assassinated."

"But in the Church's account, it was the resurrected Jesus who repaid evil with good, helped the Romans rebuild their city and country, and supported Caligula to return to the throne. This also explains his later madness, in which he called himself God, because he had witnessed the power of the real God."

"He witnessed the extinction of the nameless saint that destroyed his country, and then witnessed the miracle of the holy son that rebuilt his country. Thus, after going mad, he craved this power, which led him to fall into madness and be assassinated by a scoundrel."

He paused, then continued on this point.

"And his nephew, who was also the second-generation successor and the last emperor of the Julian-Claudian dynasty, was the infamous tyrant Nero. She once favored a secret devil and treacherous minister, and was inseparable from him, calling each other intimately on various occasions. At his instigation, she killed her own mother and most of the nobles, and also accomplished some great deeds."

"After the disappearance of this mysterious treacherous minister, Nero, who was on the verge of madness, began to persecute Christians on a large scale. In the end, she was burned down along with Rome in a great fire. Some people in the church then claimed that all of this was a second punishment from the 'Nameless Saint'."

The history lesson ended with a discussion about whether such a saint existed. Even in the history lessons at the Clock Tower, some secrets could not be properly revealed to the public.

Upon returning, El-Melloi II was also stunned for a long time by a piece of news.

A mere ten years later, the Holy Grail War in Fuyuki City suddenly broke out.

......

Haha, Moon Ugly (finger)!

At the Chinese restaurant, Hongzhou Yansuiguan Taishan, Dongjiang ordered an extra spicy Mapo Tofu, then crossed his hands under his nose, cosplaying as a certain MADAO.

Well, this time his game world is actually the Type-Moon world, a crossover anime world that one can't miss.

The specifics of this world's plot—well, there's no need to explain them!

After countless multi-person activities (creations), nonsense, and retconning, the original urban legend and magical world of the Moon has long been injected into various shapes by various powerful figures, and can never be returned to.

Anyway, Tsugumi's memories of this thing are mostly from the various bizarre and outrageous statements and exposés; her memories after that are mostly from Bilibili...

In short, the setting of this place is very complex, and with constant rewriting, combat power fluctuates like a missile in Brownian motion. Add to that the Moon's unique characteristics of not speaking human language and creating new words, and Tsugumi's impression of this world becomes extremely confused—so he doesn't bother to care too much.

"Your extra spicy Mapo Tofu is here!!!"

Accompanied by the cheerful voice of the shop assistant, a plate of bright red, fiery tofu was placed in front of Dongjiang.

Who cares, let's eat first!

After finishing my meal, I immediately started on a big one!

Dongjiang lifted the ladle and started scooping!

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Having traveled through time, the only option is to kill, kill, kill! : 34. A Shandong native cooking Sichuan cuisine in Japan

You know... ugh... people who love this kind of spicy food... ugh... are they all masochists?

After all, spiciness is a form of pain, and people who like pain must be masochists!

Tsurugi's face was flushed, and with a burning sensation on his tongue, he tilted his head back and gulped down a large glass of milk. He then panted, stuck out his tongue, and sighed to the sky.

It's so spicy!

Even though Tsurugi was someone who particularly loved spicy food when she was a human, after taking a bite of this famous winter wood specialty dish, she still felt like she couldn't hold it in for even a tenth or nineth of the time!

It's not the purely spicy kind, it's more like (reselling), how should I put it?

Taking a bite feels almost like swallowing lava, but it's not like the kind of spicy curry that simply piles up spiciness to pursue spiciness while ignoring the basic deliciousness of spicy food.

It's very spicy, but delicious!

After eating, one wants to eat more, yet cannot bear the pain, caught in a dilemma and struggle between pain and pleasure.

Wait, this thing really is a torture device used to discipline masochists!

It's decided, I must get my hands on this secret recipe and then use it to thoroughly train others!

"You can't eat Mapo Tofu like that."

A deep, pleasant voice sounded from the side.

Following the sound, a solemn-looking clergyman was sitting at the table next to him, and in front of him was a piece of bright red Mapo Tofu, as red as lava.

"You have to savor it slowly, tasting its flavor little by little."

As he spoke, he scooped up a spoonful of tofu and put it in his mouth, chewing slowly, savoring the spicy flavor bit by bit, just as he had said.

Seeing that this guy's expression remained unchanged and his heart didn't skip a beat, Tsurugi glanced down at the tofu in the spoon and couldn't help but wonder if this cheerful priest could also find joy in his own suffering.

Otherwise, how could he have so calmly eaten such a deadly thing?!

But Tsurugi is never one to give up!

Demon Noble Character Card, activate!

Without hesitation, she activated her strongest character card and swept all the tofu into her mouth with a loud gulp.

However, he didn't get to taste anything, because the moment it entered his mouth, it was broken down by his intersecting electric currents.

"I've finished eating—what do you want to do?"

Tsugumi put down the plate, looked at Kirei Kotomine standing in front of her, and said in surprise.

Kirei Kotomine's gaze softened for a moment.

Just a moment ago, the church agent's robes he was wearing, which were covered with specially made exile charms, gave him a burning sensation.

The cross hanging on his chest became scorching hot, and the Holy Seal of the Lord radiated an unprecedented light!

This means that an extremely evil spirit has appeared in his vicinity.