Type-Moon: Root Seiko

If the witch who controls the fairy tale giant could be my furnace core.

If that guy who appeared out of nowhere, who can modify the Spirit Origin of Heroic Spirits, could be my core!

"Huh?!"

Filled with resentment and unwillingness, Avisbro felt his mana supply suddenly cut off, causing him to pause in shock.

He sensed... that Kenneth was dead.

This extinguished his last hope.

At the same time, the terrifyingly strong man arrived, rushing up behind him.

"I hope that next time, you will be on the side of humanity."

With a last shred of pity for this pessimistic and world-weary poet, Luo Zhen delivered the final blow.

Avisbro silently closed his eyes.

Let your body and spiritual foundation dissipate in the sacred fire.

The golems, having lost their masters, lost their magic and, after a brief twitch, turned into dust.

The remains of the Eden dragon fell into the sea and dissipated into pure magical resources.

Luo Zhen's wings of light emitted a small amount of magic, temporarily suspending him in the air.

...Afterwards, have Sister Hiel contact the church and use this magic to replenish the drained water resources as soon as possible.

As a result of this battle, the overall sea level in the Pacific Ocean dropped by a few centimeters.

This leaves room for future sea level rise.

It should be considered a good thing, right...?

Chapter 84 The Nun is Really Big

“€€€€huff.”

Canaan, aboard the speedboat, exhaled the stale air from his lungs and inhaled a breath of moist, fresh air.

The cloyingly sweet taste of Eden has finally disappeared, replaced by a magically rich, sticky, and astringent flavor.

For Canaan, whose five senses are too acute, the aura emanating from the dragon in Eden was not a temptation, but a bittersweet torment.

She really couldn't imagine how ordinary people could be attracted to that kind of smell.

Everyone here is so tolerant, are they all masochists?

With a single sniper rifle shot to the head, Kenneth, who was wildly swinging his Mercury Mystic Code on the deck, was instantly killed and completely wiped out.

Canaan looked back.

Just then, Luo Zhen unleashed a Crescent Moon Slash, slicing Caster in two, burning his body and spirit origin to ashes.

The two exchanged a glance.

These two half-siblings, who shared a deep and mutual affection, nodded in tacit agreement and prepared to go home for a celebratory feast.

But first, Canaan boarded the sinking cruise ship.

She was preparing to retrieve the family magic mark from the clock tower monarch, considering whether to destroy it or take it home to sell for money.

But before that, someone was one step ahead of her.

Webber Velvet, having the Conqueror King lower the height of the Divine Wheel to the cruise ship, stared blankly at Kenneth, whose brain was overflowing with drool.

Canaan saw that his legs were so weak they were trembling, so he kindly said:

"You don't need to force yourself to watch it, it's not for a child like you who has never killed anyone."

"...I'm definitely older than you, right?"

Weber, with his argumentative personality, instinctively retorted, then lowered his head guiltily.

He was so scared he felt like vomiting, but unfortunately he had already vomited everything in his stomach.

Moreover, if I vomit now, my stomach acid will mix with Director Kenneth's brain matter...

The thought of this hellish joke made Webber's face turn even more ashen; he felt like his stomach was about to perforate.

(...Why did I even come to participate in this Holy Grail War?)

So, do you want it?

"……what?"

Weber, who was in a daze, was awakened again by Canaan's nonchalant voice.

Canaan, one hand on his hip, said, "I mean, do you want this monarch's corpse?"

“I didn’t destroy his mark, but I used a special bullet. All the magic circuits in his body were destroyed, and the mark was also greatly damaged.”

"But at least he's a monarch. Even a tiny fragment of a magical crest can trigger a war of succession... Oh, and the guy next to you is Alexander, isn't he?"

Canaan tilted his head, completely oblivious:

"Uncle, you should be very familiar with this, right?...No, that's not right. It's because it happened after you died, so why aren't you familiar with it?"

"Hahaha~! What a brave little girl!"

Conqueror King Chao laughed heartily, quite enjoying Canaan's blunt and outrageous remarks.

Although Alexander the Great conquered vast territories in a very short time, he could not be considered an effective ruler.

After all, he died in his thirties, and didn't have time to rule.

His death naturally sparked a succession war that spanned three continents, known as the Wars of the Successors.

Kenneth certainly wasn't at Alexander's level.

But his death will inevitably cause a minor tremor in the Clock Tower, and at the very least, the El-Melloi family will suffer a terrible internal strife.

"...I want to take him back."

Weber swallowed the acid in his throat.

He seemed to be making up his mind for the first time in his life, his lips pressed tightly together:

“It was because I stole his original relic that he summoned that Caster… His final mental state must have been affected by malicious psychological suggestion.”

"As a monarch, as a professor, the way he died was truly... I never imagined the Holy Grail War would be like this..."

"Because of my momentary anger and immaturity... I killed a genius like him, who far surpassed me..."

"Are you willing to bear the consequences of his death?"

Canaan suddenly became serious.

When her eyes are not magical, they are as clear as glass beads.

"A person can only bear one life, because everyone is equal."

“If you take the death of this monarch as your own responsibility, you must bear his weight and cannot bear your own death.”

"This isn't something you can decide casually. At least this time, you should think it over carefully."

"...?"

Is it really appropriate for a young soldier who has killed countless people to say such things...? That was the first thing Webber wanted to say.

But because Canaan's aura was too powerful, it precisely struck the immature Waver, causing him to nod deeply in pain.

That's fine then, and Canaan left Kenneth's body to him.

On the sinking cruise ship, Webber stayed by Kenneth's body for a long time.

Only after Rider's reminder did he insist on carrying him himself and laboriously put him on the oxcart.

...A person's weight is truly immense, a fact Weber understood with profound sorrow.

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Upon returning to Fuyuki City, the group naturally had to immediately prepare for the aftermath.

The invasion of the golem army only affected Fuyuki City, leaving the city in ruins.

The dragon in the Garden of Eden has also impacted the global environment, leaving churches everywhere bewildered.

Therefore, Luo Zhen returned to the church immediately and met with Sister Hier.

"I have given the citizens of Fuyuki a hint that an earthquake has occurred and that they have gathered to take refuge."

Exhausted, Hiel sighed, "There were just too many people who saw the golem army and even took pictures."

"I'm really not good at fine-grained memory operations, so I'll have to wait for my colleagues to handle that."

"Being able to give hints to the entire city is already quite an exaggeration. How much magic power do you have, Hiel?"

Luo Zhen was very surprised, feeling as if he had seen a humanoid magic factory.

This made Hiel smile: "It's not that exaggerated. If the magic power of an ordinary magician is 20, and the monarch with the highest magic power in the Clock Tower is 2000, then my magic power is only around 5000."

"If I were to use my own magic to subtly influence everyone in the city, I would have to make a lot of preparations. So I directly invoked the spiritual veins of Fuyuki City, which is simpler and more convenient."

Hmm... what kind of expression should I make when faced with this completely oblivious Versailles?