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

After he killed the president and did so many things publicly, has the world changed?

The answer is yes, but not too much. Magicians in this timeline clearly have considerable control over the governments of various countries—or rather, most of the time, secular governments and the world of magicians have very deep connections.

Tsuruga's assassination of the president did indeed trigger a fierce political storm and countless unnecessary and troublesome changes, but overall, no world war broke out.

Because the US government is controlled by magicians, its attitude towards Tsugumi, this 'servant,' is to try to monitor him but dare not get close at all. However, it is definitely plotting to get rid of him in private.

But Tsurugi really couldn't be bothered with these things. After all, if he really wanted to show off in front of others, he could just do something like a powerful degreasing product, which would be much more practical than becoming an internet celebrity.

Of course, even though I'm getting tired of doing it, I still need to remove the oil. But I'll just do it again before I leave.

Tsugumi slowly landed back in his hotel room, while Rin Tohsaka, who was on the sofa, glanced at him on the phone before continuing her conversation.

"Yes, teacher, that's right, he's right next to me..."

"Reason? There is no reason. He said the magician is the reason."

"Yes, um, I understand."

"Finished the call?" Tsugumi sat down on the beach chair, looking at Rin Tohsaka who had put down her phone, and said lazily.

"Your teacher and student were really lucky to have avoided me, but I probably won't do anything to him anyway, so what did he say?"

"What does the destruction of the Clock Tower have to do with my Department of Modern Magic?"

Yes, these are indeed El-Melloi II's original words.

In this timeline, Waver Velvet, though fundamentally unable to participate in the non-existent Fourth Holy Grail War, still stole his teacher's relic to participate in a subspecies Holy Grail War.

In any case, Kenneth was doomed, but he was destined to die from overwork.

At the time of the Tsurugi Toto Clock Tower, El-Melloi II was on a business trip to Europe with his students, and almost everyone in the classroom was absent, thus avoiding the Tsurugi Toto Clock Tower.

Of course, judging from the moral character of this group in the original work, they were indeed not within the scope of Tsurugi's hunting.

After learning the whole story, the monarch remained remarkably magnanimous.

So what if the Clock Tower is destroyed? What else can happen? His Modern Magic Department can just disband! In fact, Tsugumi helped him settle most of the debts of the Archibald family, leaving him completely debt-free!

Without the Clock Tower, would magicians in the world simply disappear? Besides, the countless sub-Grace Wars that have emerged in recent years have already decimated the magician population in various regions by more than half.

The remaining magician families who hadn't joined the Clock Tower might be interested in rebuilding one, but he didn't want to, and couldn't be bothered with, these complicated political issues.

Anyway, the world won't end just because there are no magicians—in fact, the world would be more peaceful without magicians.

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As for what Tsugumi can do, that's none of his concern. With a Servant that damnably strong, what use can a magician like him possibly be?

Of course, it's not entirely useless; for example, it can help analyze Tsugumi's real name—but what's the point of that?

Rin Tohsaka saw with her own eyes that this guy changed his own stats and even his class!

Anyway, that's the situation. Rin Tohsaka and her teacher's attitude was very straightforward—whatever, they're giving up and leaving it to fate!

"So where do we go next?" Rin Tohsaka picked up her coffee, took a sip, and said in a dismissive tone.

This is the difference between her and her father. Faced with this trouble, Rin Tohsaka chose to give up.

"Go to the city and find Servant Tutu. Who cares which side he's on? Beat him up on sight!" Tsugumi laughed, clenching her fist.

As for any mystery or cover-up? Screw that, who cares? Have you ever seen Superman acting suspiciously?

However, there are some problems. Tsugumi's only concern is that throughout this Holy Grail War, there hasn't been a single person from Greece who could give him a direct experience of what kind of role he plays in history after reflecting the heavens.

At this point, seeing that Rin Tohsaka had almost finished her coffee, Tsugumi immediately started her activities.

Anyway, just a moment ago Rin Tohsaka was putting down her coffee cup, the next moment she was suddenly in front of a dirty and dark street corner, and she cried out and fell down on her backside.

"Could you please tell me before you do this next time?" Rin Tohsaka complained, grimacing as she rubbed her butt.

But she couldn't say anything the next moment, because she felt an undisguised malice staring at her, and—the magician's corpse lying on the ground next to her, dismantled and with its eyes wide open in death.

"Hehe, sister, you smell so good. What does your heart... smell like?"

White mist spread from the surrounding street corners, and along with the mist came clear, childlike voices. Rin Tohsaka stood up and stared intently at the approaching white mist.

"Oh? Sister, you've already noticed me? You're very perceptive."

The children's voices from the shadows were filled with joy and delight, as if they had seen a favorite toy.

"Your expression will be quite amusing when my dagger plunges into your chest and rips out your heart..."

The confident Servant is named Jack the Ripper—unlike the one in Snowfield City, this Jack is a product of the resentment of unborn children.

Therefore, her appearance is that of a scantily clad little girl, the kind who would be arrested on the spot and electrocuted by the police if anyone took her out on the street.

Jack, possessing an A+ aura that allowed her to conceal herself, was confident she could easily kill the magician before her and gain the magic to survive. After all, she had killed the magician who summoned her upon her first appearance because of the sacrifice involved.

Rin Tohsaka clutched the jewel, tense and terrified. That damned Superman sent her here, but then disappeared? Help!!!

Just before Jack was about to make his move, Rin Tohsaka, who had been tense, suddenly relaxed and instead looked in Jack's direction with a strange smile.

What was she laughing at? Jack tilted his head in confusion, and then the next second—

"Children aren't allowed to wear so little clothing!!!"

Jack felt a heavy punch to the head, followed by an adult's merciless reprimand.

And that was it. Although a Servant shouldn't theoretically be in a coma, she was completely unconscious nonetheless.

Tsuruga hoisted the unconscious Jack onto her shoulder and then remarked that it had to be the moon—even a perfectly normal little girl has to wear clothes like this.

"Aren't you going to deal with him?" Rin Tohsaka asked, blinking.

"Eek, what are you saying? How can you just kill a child like that?" Tsugumi stared wide-eyed at Rin Tohsaka, taking a step back.

"So he really is a heartless magician, how could he just say such things so casually?"

"...Didn't you say you were coming to kill Servants?" Rin Tohsaka's veins bulged as she gritted her teeth.

“I do want to kill him, but this child isn’t a follower—I want to do a good deed while I’m at it, after all, I, Uncle Superman, am the most patient with children.”

As Tsurugi said this, she looked towards the alley entrance, where a middle-aged priest in a priest's robe and several nuns carrying various sacramental chanting gowns had already blocked the way.

"Are you Ruler? As the referee of this Holy Grail War, you have not only failed to fulfill the sacred duty entrusted to you by the Lord, but you have also done something irreversible!"

The priest looked at Tsurugi and said sternly.

"In the name of the Holy Church and in the name of the Lord, I unleash my fury upon you!!!"

The priest let out a series of screams, because of the sunlight emanating from Tsurugi, he looked like a vampire, screaming and writhing in the sunlight.

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"Shut your filthy mouth, you lowly Protestant!" Tsurugi glanced at him with disdain, walked up to him, and as he drew closer, the sunlight emanating from him made his cries appear even more pitiful.

Not for any other reason than that he is also a magician—the people of the Holy Church and the Magic Association in this world are originally from the same source, the only difference being the magic foundation they use.

He glanced at the few priests and nuns among those he hadn't purified, raised an eyebrow, and casually pointed at them, saying...

"Okay, you're the ones I'll take. Take me to your church."

Jack had a dream, a long and beautiful dream.

In her dream, she lay in the arms of a woman whose face she couldn't see clearly. The woman was very gentle, stroking her head and singing a song she couldn't understand.

"Mother..." The servant, filled with resentment and pain from birth and the abandonment of her infant, nestled tenderly in the Virgin Mary's arms and fell asleep peacefully.

Even its own concept of composition was completely purified.

"Done." Tsugumi released her grip, looked at Jack who now had a physical body, and nodded in satisfaction.

Although killing her would be the easiest option, she was still just a child, and a product of the resentment and pain of being an abandoned child. Tsugumi didn't mind doing a good deed along the way.

So he dragged her directly to the local church and purified her in front of the church priest.

He didn't know how it was purified; it was just sent to Heaven for disposal. As a result, the 'Jack' on the Throne of Heroes, which was linked to his concept, seemed to have vanished completely as a result.

Only this little girl, who still had a physical form, remained here. Tsugumi planned to hand her over to Rin Tohsaka.

"Congratulations, from today onwards you are her mother."

Rin Tohsaka's eyelids twitched as she looked at the little girl sucking her fingers in her arms, then glanced at the smiling but wicked Superman, feeling a tightening sensation on her scalp.

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765. Even those who follow Satan's teachings are more loving than you Protestants!

"Oh, Father, please help me. I'm a single mother, I have no money, and my child needs formula..."

"Why don't you go sell yourself? Go sell your body in the red-light district!"

"The Lord will help all brothers and sisters, but you are not our brother! Because you have not joined our church!"

"Give me your address, sister, and I will send the milk powder over. May God bless you."

After conveniently purifying Jack, Tsurugi started doing some rather abstract things inside the church.

Specifically, she pretended to be a single mother who couldn't afford baby formula and then called churches one by one for help.

The vast majority of those seeking help are Protestant churches; after all, this is America, and that's the ratio.

What did not surprise Tsurugi at all was that all of these Protestant churches rejected him without exception.

They either used the excuse that the church wasn't a charity, or some other reason, and of course, most of them hung up on him before he even finished listening.

He made over fifty phone calls, and in the end only one Catholic church agreed to deliver milk powder—then three Buddhist churches, four halal churches, two gangster churches, and most outrageously, one Satanic church.

"Wow, that's really not surprising at all."

Dongjiang hung up the phone, forcing a smile.

"Uh... I, this, I..."

Before him, Father Hans of this parallel world was sweating profusely, stammering and unsure how to speak.

"Alright, alright, no need to say anything, I understand." Tsurue waved her hand and smiled nonchalantly.

"Do you think I have high expectations for Protestants? Of course, there are good Protestants, like Father Hans, but they haven't been tested, so they don't need to be saved."

"All I can do is send them to meet God and let him decide whether they are still alive."

Father Hans wiped the sweat from his brow, but in the end, he could only sigh and give up all his efforts.