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

"I did spend time in jail after I killed someone back then, but I only lasted three years!" The gangster seemed a bit intimidated, but still refused to admit defeat.

"Three years? My older brother was out in three days!"

The gangster was immediately astonished and hurriedly asked the foreign boss in front of him what his secret was. Saint Jesus glanced speechlessly at Dongjiang, sighed, and whispered to the gangster...

“If possible, being a good person is the best way. But you insist on asking me for the secret? There is no secret, it's just that my father hoped for this.”

Upon hearing this, a collective gasp filled the bathhouse. The gangster, feeling as if struck by lightning, believed he had offended some powerful figure and immediately offered to cut off his finger as an apology. The temperature in the entire bathhouse dropped several degrees, and soon everyone kept their distance from Dongjiang and Saint Jesus, as if afraid of attracting trouble.

"Great, that feels much better." Tsurugi looked around, feeling much more comfortable.

“I’m right here!” Saint Jesus rolled his eyes.

"So, do you think this pool you soaked in can be called the Holy Bath Pool from now on?" Tsurugi patted the wall of the bathhouse next to her and laughed.

Saint Jesus rolled his eyes and got up to take a shower. Dongjiang didn't soak for long either, and soon he also drifted off.

But, as soon as the curtain was lifted—

Fourth, oh, it should be six eyes facing each other.

Tsugumi blinked as she looked at Rin Tohsaka and Nero who came out from the other side, but the other side didn't seem to notice anything amiss.

Well, that makes sense. Not to mention that he was also wearing a veil of desire, making it seem like he was just a TV screen when he appeared in front of these two guys.

Aside from marveling at how small the world is, there wasn't much friction. But before Tsurugi had even taken a few steps, Saint Jesus excitedly trotted over with two bottles of coffee and milk.

"Hey bro! I won a free bottle, hahaha!"

Tsugumi squinted, thinking that no one should recognize her name either—but for some reason, Nero, who had been walking away, suddenly stopped, his ahoge (cowlick) standing on end like a radar, and abruptly turned around, scrutinizing Tsugumi from head to toe with a suspicious look.

She practically jogged over, looked me up and down like a dog, and then began to speak.

"Hey! What's your name? Say it to me again!"

"Nero, don't cause trouble here!" Rin Tohsaka hurriedly pulled her disobedient Servant away, then politely apologized to Tsugumi.

"Excuse me, she's from out of town, it's a bit impolite of her—"

Suddenly, she looked down suspiciously at the gemstone bracelet on her wrist, then her eyes widened.

"It's you!!!"

Once recognized, Tsugumi stopped pretending—he hadn't really intended to—and cracked his neck with a smile.

"What, are you planning to start a fight here? I don't mind, Head of the Tohsaka family."

Rin Tohsaka's normally flat chest heaved violently with anger once again, but she managed to suppress it, only gritting her teeth as she spoke.

"Great, great, it's all thanks to you, the clock tower is now..."

"I definitely know you!" Nero suddenly interrupted her Master, her eyes gleaming as she looked at Tsugumi with unwavering determination.

"Tell me quickly, what's your name!"

"OO (silenced)!"

Nero looked puzzled. She couldn't hear anything, but it seemed like everyone around her could hear everything.

"Your father was killed by Kirei Kotomine."

Dongjiang casually dropped a top-tier bombshell.

Rin Tohsaka's eyes widened slightly, but before she could ask any more questions, Tsugumi placed a hand on Saint Jesus and vanished in a flash.

Hehe, I'll spoil the plot but not completely and then run away. The fun is in scratching my head and feeling all excited!

Rin Tohsaka stomped her feet in anger, while Nero muttered something under his breath.

"No, I must remember him, I must... why can't I remember?"

Nero did not notice the seven-pointed red mark that flashed across his wrist.

……

"El-Melloi II, we must confirm once again, does that Holy Grail truly possess such power?"

At the Clock Tower, during the monarchical council, Weber Velvet, surrounded by a circle of other monarchs with gleaming eyes, faced...

Although he was also a monarch of the Modern Magic Department, Waver knew perfectly well that he was not qualified to be compared with these true monarchs in terms of either power or ability. However, he did not show any obsequious attitude, but calmly said...

"I've said everything I need to say. The Holy Grail does indeed possess such extraordinary abilities. The previous El-Melloi almost died in the Far East because he underestimated the power of that ritual."

"Leaving aside the Einzbern family, the Marchi family is a family that has long since fallen into decline, and now they have even lost their family magic. And that Tohsaka family, a small family that I've never even heard of."

Rufreus Nazele Ulfitus, the monarch of the Spellcasting Department, was an old man with the appearance of a gloomy goat. He slowly stroked the numerous jewel-encrusted rings on his hands, but he gave no impression of wealth; rather, it seemed as if his hands were filled with the burial goods of the dead.

“Eurifis, the Tohsaka family is, in fact, the family of a disciple of the Grand Marshal of the Magic Path. Although this is not a good thing, they are only participating in this ceremony as hosts.”

McDarnell Tramberio Elrod, the monarch of the entire Basic Department, a muscular, blond man, said in a gentle tone...

"In your capacity as the ruler of the Spirit Summoning Department, do you believe such a ritual is genuine? And... what exactly is that 'thing' that was broadcast live?"

Euryph was silent for a moment, then slowly said

"The Holy Grail War may indeed be able to summon Heroic Spirits, but the Holy Son mentioned in that TV program is an existence that is absolutely impossible to descend upon. It has already transcended the boundaries of magic or even magic, and even the Counter Force cannot resist its existence."

It seems a bit off that a magician would advocate the worship of the Church, but in truth, Euryphus's family does have intricate connections with the lineage of God.

Their clan's 'Grand Designation' comes directly from the command of the Magic King Solomon, or it could be said to be a direct trial from the Lord. Although the requirement to "point out the difference between the first and last spirit of mankind" is too paradoxical, the clan has gained excellent magic circuits as a result.

"As for that thing that was broadcast live... it's very similar to the 'True Demon,' but it's far less powerful. However, there's no doubt that it's an extremely troublesome thing."

"I see. And what about this?" Elrod took out a vial of Jesus' blood from under his hand and said with a smile.

"This bottle of red wine tastes good, but the 'phenomenon' inside is truly amazing. One of my children, who originally had no talent, suddenly gained talent after drinking this wine."

The monarchs fell silent once again. If they could still understand the so-called Holy Grail War and the Third Law, then this red wine was beyond their comprehension.

The magicians of the Clock Tower were all quite knowledgeable, especially the monarchical family. Regardless of their combat prowess, their foundation and ability to create elaborate schemes were undeniable. But this particular item completely exceeded all of their expectations.

Analysis and interpretation yielded no answers. There was no comprehension, no clarity, and even the application of these methods remained unmastered.

In short, this bottle of wine can fulfill small desires. These desires cannot be too grand, but they must be profound. For example, Elrod, the child without magic circuits, desperately desires to acquire magical talent. This is a huge and profound desire for him, but it is small enough for others.

So he got his wish—and this effect included curing all diseases and incurable ailments, or having a full meal, or forgetting the pain in his heart.

Its effectiveness is neither strong nor weak, but its essence is what magicians envy and cannot understand, more than the effect itself.

Of course, this is difficult to explain using the magician's principles, but if we explain it according to the Church's methods, just one word is enough.

Miracle

There's no need, nor should we, to understand or analyze it; we just need to know that it can do it.

This explanation is scoffed at by magicians who rationally pursue knowledge.

And if they were to admit that this was a miracle, would they really have to admit that Fuyuki's Holy Grail had also brought that person down?

"And what do you think of Maris Billy?"

The conversation abruptly shifted to another monarch, one who rarely appeared at the Clock Tower, Marisbury Animusfia.

The celestial monarch, with her creamy-white hair and a sophisticated, wife-like demeanor, looked at the wine in her hand, her eyes flickering as if lost in thought, and softly replied...

"It's nothing, but I think this thing is indeed very valuable to me... Perhaps our clan's ideals can be realized here in a different way."

His eyes gleamed, clearly indicating he had already gained some insight. However, in the eyes of the other monarchs, the Animusfia family's 'Grand Order' was an unrealistic fantasy, something that even a true 'miracle' couldn't achieve.

"In any case, sending people to Winterwood is a must," another monarch, who resembled an old woman, said slowly.

"Why don't we see how the Holy Church reacts?" one of the monarchs suddenly said with schadenfreude.

"I wonder how they will react to the sudden arrival of the Holy Son?"

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P.S.: I'm definitely going to have a passionate love affair with the warden later on, but I'm worried the final chapter might suddenly take a turn for the worse...

Having transmigrated, my only purpose is to kill, kill, kill! : 49. The Church's Reaction and the Matou Family

Impossible, absolutely impossible!!!

The Church was in a state of great confusion regarding the news of Jesus' coming.

Or rather, there are already fanatics within the church who are shouting to crush those blasphemous heretics in the Far East.

How could the church possibly acknowledge and believe such a ridiculous and absurd thing?

Their doctrines tell them that the Second Coming of the Holy Son will only happen on Judgment Day when He will bring judgment upon all mankind, while their reason tells them that the thing on the television is a fucking demon!

Although it was neither any of the demons described in the Bible, nor those pseudo-beings born of fear and emotion like angels, the same message emanated from every corner of the Holy Church.

That! Is! A! Demon!

Damn it, it's already a huge dereliction of duty for the Lord's shepherds to see a devil swaggering on TV preaching his false scriptures, and now they're being told that this devil is the master of their Holy Son!

It's a thought that makes me feel like I should go to hell.

But soon, the so-called 'blood of Jesus' was presented to these priests.

Then they immediately started a civil war between themselves.

The church is a very complex organization.

The core of this organization is the Vatican in Rome, the Pope of God—but that doesn't mean they are just a group of docile monks who simply recite scriptures.

This organization is actually quite complex, encompassing almost all religions related to God, including Islam, and it's hard to say that they are a great and righteous organization.

After all, not to mention the burial agency, which even recruits vampires, is a complex organization that does dirty work for the church. The church itself has also engaged in the business of using female believers with special physical characteristics to attract and eliminate evil spirits.

Compared to a purely religious organization, the Holy Church is closer to a large armed organization. Completely opposite to the church on the surface, everything it does is centered around 'hunting heretics'!

However, they do not oppose true demons. They do not acknowledge any heresy other than demons, and absolutely do not recognize any existence that contradicts their doctrine. Using mystical techniques to corrupt God, kill humans, disrupt the world, and distort the laws governing the world and the truth of God—these are all heresies, and should be eradicated.

Therefore, for the Church to believe that a demon brought about a miracle from the Lord is an extremely conflicting matter!

The Church conducted a very rigorous identification and examination of these relics of Jesus' blood. The Eighth Secret Society, which is responsible for managing the relics, mobilized its entire force to conduct a comprehensive identification of these numerous relics!

And the result was—

These are indeed works of miracles.

They are non-existent blessings, awe-inspiring powers, incomprehensible, and vessels of miracles in accordance with God's truth, which no baptism or chanting can purify!

Therefore, the church was left with only two choices.