My obsession with role-playing seems to have distorted the world's aesthetic.

"A little heavy? What do you mean? I'm not heavy at all! You Amazonian warrior are just jealous, aren't you!"

Misaki Shokuhou's attention was now focused on the somewhat heavy object, and Misaka Mikoto began to refute the title of Amazon warrior.

Ah, ah, ah, ah!

After the soundproofing was turned on, a genuine LV:5 battle began in the two people's private room. Index, who was at the edge of the room, could only hear the constant groans due to the distance.

Watching the two arguing, Index fell into thought, wondering how she should stop this verbal battle.

Chapter 491: The Emperor Who Reigns Over the Middle East, Tokiomi Tohsaka, the Ruler of Iran!

Forget it, I don't want to think about this anymore, I'm so hungry...

Remembering how Misaka Mikoto and Shokuhou Misaki usually argued and then made up, Index gave up thinking and started looking around to try and find food to alleviate her hunger.

While Index was searching for food, Black Shepherd was already close to defeat on the screen.

As the energy-based crystalline defense line was continuously compressed, Black Hell Knight Ilya smiled with satisfaction.

"The Holy Black hope, who stands above all individual beings on Earth, is nothing more than this. Hmph, this just means that the Legend of Play is the number one force!"

Facing Ilya Blackie, who already considered her organization to be the world's number one, she asked with some disbelief:

"This level of technology is simply impossible to exist in this universe. Although the current scale is extremely small, the technology it contains has already touched upon my field."

"Human, impossible! How did you manage to do something so utterly impossible?!"

A cold smile crept across Ilya's lips as she, the Black Knight, could hardly believe the truth. Nothing was impossible. As for the reason...

"Because I am Syrian!"

Ilya uttered some startling words, leaving Black Hero completely bewildered.

"I have long since transcended humanity. I am now the national consciousness of Syria. All those who identify with Syria as their nationality will become puppets to be manipulated by me!"

So what if I'm a deity from the outer realms? Don't mistake me for one of those weak gods. I forcibly took Syria from the suppressor and evolved into something similar to the Syrian suppressor!

You don't actually think I let you live until now just to play with you, do you?

How naive! The divine power from other worlds could absolutely cause a great upheaval within our Playful Legendary organization.

If your soul is controlled by me, I will rise to a higher level, transforming from the strongest force in the game into the true master of this organization.

As soon as she finished speaking, countless black spikes appeared out of thin air and instantly pierced through Black Hero's energy barrier. Faced with this scene, Black Hero had no idea how Ilya had done it.

"While my soldiers were holding you back, I figured out your energy patterns. Now, it's time to transform your mind into that of a glorious Syrian fighter."

Illya wore a triumphant expression, while Kiritsugu Emiya, witnessing this scene in the real world, felt a headache coming on.

Wait, what did Ilya just say?

"National consciousness, Syrian deterrence... Can magic really do something like this?"

Looking at Illya Emiya Kiritsugu on the screen, a hint of confusion appeared in his eyes, while Kenneth on the other side nodded.

This explains why Ilya maintained such confidence even when facing so many powerful opponents.

"To actually transform oneself into a suppressive force... such a method is truly unprecedented."

Facing Ilya Kenneth on the screen, he made no attempt to hide his surprise, while at that moment, crimson lines on the screen began to spread across Black Sherman's neck.

“Say it, I will defend everything in Syria!”

As she watched Ilya, the Black Knight, about to succumb to her will and become a puppet at her mercy, she said with a smile, but her smile vanished in the next second.

What are you doing?

Ilya's face was filled with disbelief. She looked down and saw a bullet piercing her chest.

"It is our duty to restore the glory of Tohsaka."

Facing Illya, whose chest had been pierced by the Root Bullet, Matou Sakura spoke in a cold tone, and at the same time, encouraging applause rang out.

Pop, pop, pop.

Applause resounded across the ruins of Fuyuki as a figure in formal attire slowly approached from afar.

"It's been a long time, Syria."

Looking at Ilya, whose skirt was now stained with blood, the suddenly appearing figure spoke in a voice that said, "Everything is still under control."

Upon hearing this voice, Ilya gritted her teeth and revealed the speaker's identity: "The Emperor who reigns over the Middle East, the ruler of Iran—Tokiomi Tohsaka!"

Seeing the figure that had just appeared, Kirei Kotomine in the sky finally breathed a sigh of relief: "Why did you take so long? You're too slow."

"We investigated earlier that visitors from other worlds were causing trouble here, but we didn't find any trace of them. However, it seems that we don't need to investigate any further now."

After all… it’s pretty obvious where that guest is now, isn’t it, Black Shepherd from another world?”

Facing the Black Knight Tokiomi Tohsaka, he spoke in a low, elegant tone, looking at his parallel world self on the screen, while the real Tokiomi Tohsaka subconsciously nodded.

That's right, that's the attitude the head of the Tohsaka family should have.

Always remain calm and composed, always maintain elegance.

Yes, that's me for sure.

It seems that my achievements in this world have surpassed my current self. Although I don't understand many of the titles, words like Emperor and Ruler indirectly prove my existence.

Tokiomi Tohsaka was very satisfied with his version of himself in that quirky world. He thought that the version of himself who could achieve all that and create that world must have a higher level of magic than his current self.

Perhaps I have already reached the source in this world and successfully returned alive from there.

Meanwhile, looking at Tokiomi Tohsaka on the screen, whose manners were impeccable and whose walk was completely in line with the style of nobility, Rin Tohsaka's eyes revealed a hint of surprise.

I never imagined my father had this side to him, nor did I ever imagine my family had such a long-standing business.

Rin Tohsaka said she really didn't expect her family's business to be this type of business; it was simply too unbelievable for her.

Speaking of which... why hasn't anyone come to ask me to inherit the Iranian throne after all this time?

Rin Tohsaka's developmental thinking led her to this conclusion, and she probably already had a pretty good idea of ​​why.

Presumably, his father was defeated in the last Holy Grail War for some reason, and the country his father ruled eventually fell into the hands of the victor of that war.

Since that's the case, I'll set myself a small goal first: if the Holy Grail War is full of monsters like this, I'd better run away as soon as possible.

If I had a small goal, becoming the King of Iran would be considered a success.

Let's set this as our initial goal: attack Iran and become the hegemon of the Middle East.

Tomorrow we will attack Iran, the day after tomorrow we will ascend the throne, next year we will be the emperor of the Middle East, and we will seize the Holy Grail and become emperor.

Yes, that's me for sure.

Chapter 492: Yan Shuangying, you did a good job, you did a good job!

"Hahahaha, it seems the situation is quite clear now: the Lord of Syria? A divine connection from another world? A messenger of the Outer Gods?"

Heh, these may indeed be formidable opponents, but they are nothing but ants before me, who have joined forces with the Iranian emperor Tokiomi Tohsaka.

Brother Tohsaka, could you please hold off Black Hero for a moment? My Paradise Project will be completed soon.

Once it's done, you will no longer be the emperor reigning over the Middle East, but the supreme king of the galaxy!

Upon hearing Kirei Kotomine's words, Tokiomi Tohsaka nodded in satisfaction, and looking at the Black Knight opposite him, he revealed an expression of confidence.

"Well done. You have indeed lived up to the bloodline of the Tohsaka clan."

After saying something to Sakura beside him with a satisfied tone, Tokiomi Tohsaka turned to Illya and said, "Hahaha, Syrian national consciousness, I never thought you'd have this day too."

The shame of the past will be avenged today. You drove out my Tohsaka family and seized control of Syria, creating a legendary empire. Today, I, Tohsaka Tokiomi, will rewrite the story of that war.

The Middle East? Ha, that place outside the Counterforce is no longer of interest to me. I, Tokiomi Tohsaka, am destined to become the Supreme King of the Galactic Empire!

Kirei Kotomine nodded as he listened to Tokiomi Tohsaka's bold declaration. "Very well, as long as we can hold out for another 30 seconds..."

"That's enough. Die now, Lord of Syria and Black Hellman!"

"Witness the pinnacle of magic of the Tohsaka family: Reality Marble - Iranian Force!"

As Tokiomi Tohsaka finished speaking, everyone present was pulled into the Reality Marble.

"Hahaha, this is the secret technique passed down through generations of my Tohsaka family. Now... let it meet its destruction amidst this roaring barrage of artillery fire!"

Behind Tokiomi Tohsaka, an endless army of war machines was now aimed at Illya and Black Hero. Seeing this, Tokiomi Tohsaka revealed a confident expression.

"Now, let them witness the might of the Middle East!"

As soon as she finished speaking, all the cannons were activated. Facing this scene, Ilya's eyes revealed a hint of doubt, but also a glimmer of hope.

"Hahaha, what are you still craving? Now all that awaits you is destruction. You have no chance of victory against the pinnacle of Iranian military power."

Tokiomi Tohsaka remained completely calm, while Illya Tohsaka, gritting her teeth, swung her right hand forward and declared: "Bazooka is the strongest!"

In that instant, thousands of bazookas appeared behind him. Taking a deep breath, Ilya's eyes flashed with killing intent.

The bazooka rocket launchers continued to fire, but thousands of rockets proved ineffective against the overwhelming barrage.

Your resistance is utterly futile!

As Tokiomi Tohsaka spoke confidently, the smile on his face gradually disappeared in the real world as Illya on the screen tried to fight to the very end.

"The Tohsaka family's top-secret technique...?"

He felt his elegance was about to crumble. What kind of deadly technique was this? When did his family's ultimate technique become summoning an army?

Isn't your family's magic jewel magic?

Where did they get all this weaponry from?!

Looking at Tokiomi Tohsaka, who stood firm like a king of the battlefield on the screen, Emiya Kiritsugu felt that the situation was not good. Could he really defeat such an enemy?

After taking a deep breath and understanding the original player's truly hidden combat techniques, he slowly said:

"So that's how it is. The gem magic was just a disguise."

It seems we need to reassess our enemy, Tokiomi Tohsaka. This enemy is definitely not one of those ordinary magicians who are confined to magic.

His magic is more accurately described as arms magic; his overwhelming firepower seems to be unmatched in the Holy Grail War.

Wait... what's that on the screen?

Upon seeing a building within the Reality Marble, Kiritsugu Emiya exclaimed in surprise, "This Reality Marble can even materialize nuclear bombs!"