Simultaneous Transmigration: A Fateful Traveler's Journey Begins in Mystery

"I'm looking forward to the next time I can go toe-to-toe with Shi Liulong."

“Of course I have that on my mind,” Morion of the Rings said, raising a finger and shaking it. “By the way, you don’t really think that Professor Seren has only a few useless spells, do you?”

"Oh?" Morion blinked. "Could it be?"

“That’s right,” Morion of the Ring of Law lowered his hand, “Comet Azle, Seren also knows it.”

“I see, that makes sense.” Morion the Sorcerer nodded.

"So, have you learned it?" asked Morion the Spellcaster.

“Probably?” Morion of the Ring stepped forward and clapped hands with Morion of the Conjurer.

Several people completed the exchange of memories one after another.

"So what's the current explanation?" Mysterious Morion asked as he processed his memories.

“I took her back to Teacher Tops,” Morion replied.

“Teacher Seren is different from those good-for-nothings in the academy who only know how to form cliques. He only chatted with Teacher Tops for a while and then discovered that he was a real genius. Now the two magicians are studying the ‘Tops Position’ together.”

"Oh ho." Morion the Spellcaster exclaimed.

"The teacher said she plans to help Professor Tops refine his 'Tops Position' before launching her attack on the academy." Fa Huan walked to the desk, pulled out a chair, and sat down. Several large books immediately appeared in front of her. "She said she highly regards Professor Tops' research."

Morion imagined the other few.

In a magic academy, the already powerful witch Serenia used the Topus Field, which could deflect all magic, to repel all spells and prayers flying towards her as she cast the spell.

At that time, it will probably really be the end of the magic academy.

"So what are your plans?" One-Punch Morion pressed.

However, there's really no need to answer; Moraine and the others all think the same thing.

“If the teacher wants it, just give it to her,” said Morion of the French Rings as if it were the most natural thing in the world. “We can just kill them all.”

"really."

During the conversation, the dark space once again rippled.

This time, two ripples spread out in the space almost simultaneously.

The Moraines all turned to look at the same time.

The person who came in wasn't Brontemorion, nor either of them.

In the synchronous space, Moraines can instinctively recognize who is who, and they will not mistake one another even if everyone looks exactly the same.

These two new "Morrains" are not any of the known "Morrains".

Unlike the Morion characters who now have different "skins," these two Morion characters are still in their "original skin" state, wearing the same clothes they wore when they first traveled through time.

"A new person has arrived?"

"Two of them?" Moraine and the others looked at the two newcomers with curiosity.

After arriving in the space and seeing so many "selves," the two newcomers quickly understood and accepted the situation, and somewhat relieved, they synchronized with the others.

The two newlyweds come from different worlds.

Two more chairs were quickly added to the synchronized space, and several Moraines sat in a circle, chatting idly.

The first newcomer, Morion, comes from the world of dragons.

“I arrived in Shilan City as soon as I transmigrated,” the dragon Morion said as he recalled. “Unlike most of us, I don’t have any language problems here, since everyone speaks Chinese.”

"Because of the markings on my body, I was mistaken for a thug."

in the country, petty thugs are not actually well-regarded.

"No ID card, no home address."

"But I met a kind internet cafe owner who seemed to have taken me in as a runaway kid."

He was of unknown origin, had no ID card, looked to be of college age, and was covered in "tattoos".

He definitely looks like a kid who's run away from home and been out causing trouble.

“This boss is quite kind,” said Morion, a dragon, tapping his fingers lightly on the armrest of his chair.

The others nodded in agreement.

They all synchronized their memories with the dragon Morion.

In those days, it was not uncommon to see young men who became petty thugs, which is why they were not well-liked.

The internet cafe owner is a good person, but internet cafes are often places where these petty thugs gather.

Perhaps for this reason, the boss wanted to find someone who was also a small-time hoodlum, covered in tattoos and clearly not someone to be trifled with, to help keep watch over the place.

Unfortunately, Morion, who had just transmigrated, was just a fragile college student and couldn't intimidate the real thugs at all.

Originally, the internet cafe owner was often bullied by a dozen or so thugs.

Now that Moraine has arrived, great! He's already taken care of half the thugs.

They bullied the boss half and the dragon Morion half.

“Then I came in,” Morion, the dragon, said, resting his chin on his hand, “probably after I had been intimidated for a while.”

“Speaking of which, I remember there was a supercomputer in that world, right?” Morion asked. “Didn’t she contact you? Someone who suddenly appears like this must be suspicious, right?”

“Kassel College wouldn’t care about me,” Dragon Morion shrugged. “Even a supercomputer can’t monitor the whole world at the same time.”

“I’m just an insignificant nobody; no one would bother to investigate me.”

"That's true."

The group turned around and looked at another newcomer.

“My situation is a little more complicated,” the newcomer Morion nodded. “When I first transmigrated, I arrived in a Western fantasy world with swords and magic.”

"It looks like a scene from a Japanese RPG, featuring heroes, adventurers, demon kings, saintesses, and goblins."

"Wait, wait, wait, wait..." Morion interrupted with a punch, "A goblin isn't right, is it?"

"Oh, don't worry about the important points," the newcomer interrupted, waving his hand. "Anyway, that's just how the world is."

"Because of the language barrier, I initially lived a very frugal life."

"Homeless people, language barriers, strange clothing..."

"In short, it will look very strange."

“And that’s not the strangest thing,” the newcomer said. “The strangest thing is that I always inexplicably disappear from the same spot and reappear in another place in the blink of an eye.”

"I always find that people around me are doing the same things over and over again for no apparent reason."

He paused.

"But later, after I found out which world I was in, I finally understood what was going on."

"How did you come to this conclusion about your own world?" Mysterious Morion chimed in, playing the straight man.

“Hmph,” the newcomer Morion looked up, “because I received a ‘blessing’.”

“It is called ‘Family Protection’.”

"What abilities does it have?" the enigmatic Morion continued to ask.

“I don’t know,” the newcomer Morion said matter-of-factly. “I only know the name ‘Blessing,’ but I have no idea what it does.”

"They didn't give me any instructions for this thing, did they?"

"However, although I don't know what abilities it has, it is an important basis for my guess about what kind of world this is."

"A power called 'Blessing,' a Western fantasy world, and a mysterious time loop phenomenon."

“I’m in the world of Re:Zero – Starting Life in Another World,” RE0 Morion said.

“RE0,” Morion said, leaning back, “in this world, having ‘Blessing’ already makes you a born superior being.”

“Probably?” RE0 Morion replied thoughtfully, “but I have absolutely no idea what my ‘Blessing’ is for.”

"Perhaps it's because you didn't have family in that world back then," the enigmatic Morion guessed. "Why don't you try again when you get back?"

“OK.” RE0 Moraine raised his hand and made an “OK” gesture.

"Speaking of which, why did these two worlds come in together?" asked Morion, resting his plaster head on his hand.

"I don't know." The two Moriens shook their heads.

"So, are there some similarities between these two worlds?" asked Morion of the French Ring.

“I can’t tell at all.” Several Moriens were deep in thought, unable to find any similarities between the two worlds.

"If I absolutely have to point out any similarities..."

"It seems that the protagonists of both worlds are foxes who repay kindness." Mysterious Morion clapped his hands.

"Huh? If you put it that way, it does seem to make sense."

So it seems that both Subaru Natsuki and Lu Mingfei have the personality of a fox who repays a debt of gratitude.

"So, they really are all fun types."

Several Moraines reached a consensus.

"Oh, new people have arrived? Or did two of them come at once?"

The sofa suddenly sank, and another person appeared.

Morion, who had been absent until now, has finally returned.

He appeared in the synchronization space with a satisfied look on his face, in front of the sofa, casually leaned back and fell onto the sofa, looking at the dragon Morion and RE0 Morion.

"You're finally here?" Morion of the French Ring teased. "How come you're even later than the newcomers?"

But Morion just chuckled and didn't refute.

"Speaking of which, you haven't entered the synchronization space these past few days," Mysterious Morion recalled. "I haven't encountered you during my synchronization these past few days."

"Hmm." Beng Tie Morion chuckled and gave a soft hum.

“You seem to be in a good mood. Did something good happen?” asked Morion the Sorcerer.

"Ah, that's pretty good." Iron Morion looked at Spellcaster Morion with a satisfied expression.