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

Roman, who had successfully reconnected with Chaldea, spoke on the other end of the screen, while Joan of Arc pondered for a moment and then said:

"I can vaguely sense her direction."

Fujimaru Ritsuka looked puzzled upon hearing this: "Huh?"

"It seems that another version of me has cast a spell on me that can alter my thoughts. That spell has left a mark on me, and through that mark, I can now vaguely sense the presence of that other version of me."

After gathering her thoughts, Joan of Arc spoke, and the director, upon hearing this, politely asked, "Um, could we possibly see where the mark is located?"

"Huh? No, no problem."

Joan of Arc did not refuse the request, and then removed the headdress she was wearing in front of everyone present, parting her long golden hair.

"This is... this mark of a curse... it feels like I've seen it somewhere before?"

The director frowned as he looked at the faint golden light emanating from Joan of Arc's head, and the lightning-like mark.

I think I've seen this somewhere before, um... in this magic book?

"The mark I've never seen before must be magic from after my time."

Solomon's voice rang out at that moment, and the director nodded, narrowing down his thoughts.

"Yes, are you interested in going to London, England to be a savior?"

Roman spoke in a subtle tone, saying that the director hadn't recognized the fake Solomon in his mind, but he had recognized the real Solomon.

"Romani, um, Joan of Arc is a heroic spirit."

Furthermore, there has never been a savior for the Clock Tower. In the event of an apocalyptic crisis, the Clock Tower will unite and fight back through the combined power of every magician.

The director had not yet discovered the problem, and she said this while looking at Romani.

"Oh, I wasn't talking about the Clock Tower, I was talking about the British Ministry of Magic, this shape, this location..."

I even suspect that Joan of Arc obtained and read books about the future through the Holy Grail...

Roman shook his head and said, inwardly feeling that it was better not to say anything too impolite.

Is the Holy Grail something you use to read fantasy novels like Harry Potter?

It seems the key element in that story is magic, magic, oh magic.

You shouldn't watch Harry Potter for virtual magic either. Harry Potter is the same as Lord of the Rings and D&D. Those things are just for fun. If you really want to relax your mind, you should watch Magical Girl Mary.

Magical Merry, you're number one in the world!

The doctor closed his eyes and thought this, but the director clearly did not understand what the doctor meant.

"Huh? The Magicians' Association has a Ministry of Magic in Britain?"

The director looked somewhat stunned; he didn't know this thing.

Wait a minute, could it be that...

Well, those people actually dared to deceive me. I'm not going to be the kind of person who says stupid things like "Why don't they eat cake?" or "Why don't they eat meat porridge?"

As the heir to the throne, the director was clearly thinking in the wrong direction, while Fujimaru Ritsuka nodded and said, "It seems that the Lich King sees herself as a savior or the Dark Lord."

"If that's the case, then her color scheme really does make her look like the Dark Lord."

While Jeanne d'Arc was escaping from Chaldea and recounting how the assimilation of the voices and the selection of a target revealed a mark that suddenly allowed the system to sense Jeanne d'Arc's location, Xia Qing was watching Black Jeanne d'Arc organize the information she had just heard.

"So, although you are still connected to the Holy Grail, the Holy Grail itself is not in your hands."

"You placed the Holy Grail in that castle before, and you didn't have time to take it with you when Paimon teleported you away?"

Faced with Xia Qing's words, Jeanne Alter, sitting on the rock with her legs crossed, nodded: "That's right, but in my perception, the Holy Grail is moving."

Since the Holy Grail has been obtained by someone else, and my connection with it has not been broken, it is easy to deduce the conclusion.

The one now carrying the Holy Grail on his journey is Paimon, with whom I have a cooperative relationship.

......

Seeing that Hei Zhen and Xia Qing were silent, Hei Zhen didn't know the situation of Paimon, but she knew it all too well.

I didn't take the Holy Grail with me, so who's holding it now? I feel like... it's probably someone from Chaldea.

Xia Qing did not choose to use her consciousness to directly explore who had the Holy Grail. Sometimes, knowing too much can be boring.

"The Holy Grail... I don't know anything about Paimon, but I think it might have been taken by Chaldea or someone else."

After expressing her opinion, Jeanne Alter said nonchalantly, "How could Chaldea possibly maintain my connection with the Holy Grail if they took it? I feel it's more likely Paimon who took it."

Instead of refuting, Xia Qing replied casually, "I was just saying it offhand. I'm not an omniscient god; I can only guess at reality."

"As for Paimon, the possibility is indeed quite high."

Instead of refuting Jeanne Alter, Illya glanced at Jeanne Alter and then at Xia Qing, her expression somewhat bewildered: "Two, two older sisters?"

The appearance and decorations of "Nameless" are the same as those of Jeanne d'Arc Alter. After all, it is set as a copy of Jeanne d'Arc Alter, and Xia Qing has no intention of getting a Jeanne d'Arc of another color.

Chapter 711: Merlin Ahead

Both sides' guesses were completely wrong; the Holy Grail is actually in the hands of someone neither side expected.

Elizabeth, who had previously fled, was on her way to the castle, which is why she happened to "find" the Holy Grail on the road.

However, she hasn't discovered the Holy Grail's purpose yet; she just feels it's somewhat suitable as a decoration for concerts or something.

Elizabeth had just finished packing everything she needed for her concert when she saw the glittering Holy Grail.

It was this very idea that led her to take the Holy Grail when she passed by Jeanne Alter's castle and picked up her own belongings, as she considered the Holy Grail a completely useless ornament.

The Heavenly Voice Assimilation technique that Xia Qing had temporarily created has been activated. After resting for a short period of time, the Chaldea members decided to split into two groups.

To prevent Jeanne Alter from having any schemes, they decided to leave some contingency plans. Mash and Jeanne, who could be quickly summoned to their side by Fujimaru Ritsuka using Command Spells, stayed in the castle.

The reason for this is largely related to the mark of the savior; once the doctor recognized it, he naturally associated it with the effects of that mark.

If the original source of the mark created by the corrupted version of Jeanne d'Arc is the lightning scar from that story, then Jeanne d'Arc can sense the other party, and perhaps the other party can also sense Jeanne d'Arc's location.

Bringing Jeanne along would be like openly announcing our arrival. Mash and Fujimaru Ritsuka can communicate at any time due to their contract, and both Mash and Jeanne are suited for defensive battles. Therefore, the group decided to let Mash stay behind.

In addition, Martha, who had just "turned over a new leaf," was chosen by the others to stay and assist Mash and Jeanne, considering that her identity might allow her to get along with Jeanne.

With three Heroic Spirits remaining to hold the line, even if Jeanne Alter bypasses the rest of Chaldea and launches a full-scale attack, it should be enough to hold them off for some time.

Siegfried, Fujimaru Ritsuka, and the director set off towards the location Jeanne had sensed. Although Chaldea's logistical capabilities were mostly destroyed, a small portion remained.

Based on Jeanne's vague description, the doctor has already prepared a map leading to the location of Jeanne Alter.

"And how much further?"

The area that Black Jeanne was teleported to by Xia Qing was not close, the director said weakly after a long journey.

Compared to Siegfried, who was once bathed in dragon blood, and Fujimaru Ritsuka, whose life was bound to a large number of enhancement magic spells, the Director is clearly inferior in terms of constitution.

"Chief, you can't rest yet!"

Roman looked at the map on the virtual screen and said that Chaldea is so frozen that it even needs air conditioning.

Seeing Roman slacking off right in front of him, the director began to wonder if he had been too lenient with the Chaldea students.

I'm the director of Chaldea, why is he eating strawberry cake in front of me during work hours?

While eating strawberry cake with a blue drink of unknown origin, the director felt that Roman had gotten a bit cocky lately.

"No, don't look at me like that, like you're planning to settle scores later. As a strategist for Chaldea, my mental energy definitely runs out quickly."

It's lunchtime for most people in Chaldea now, so the strategists naturally have to write about high-calorie foods. By the way, aren't you guys hungry right now?

Even long journeys require rest. Looking at the map, we'll reach Merlin or something after a short distance. Keep it up, Director-sama, Ritsuka-chan~"

Roman, halfway through his speech, suddenly realized that his words had been too provocative and quickly tried to comfort her.

Just go ahead and do whatever you want, since the station chief can't touch you right now.

Fujimaru Ritsuka looked at Roman and couldn't help but admire his ability to court death, while the director's tone was somewhat unfriendly: "Trying to quench your thirst with a mirage, huh?"

Maps these days are certainly not accurate, and it's impossible for Merlin to be here, no matter how you look at it.

"I don't know if Merlin didn't exist in that era, but judging from the geological research of the Clock Tower in France during your time, there was indeed a stream in front of it."

Upon hearing this, the director perked up; Romani wouldn't conceal something like this.

"So keep going, Director, the clear stream is just ahead."

Ignoring Roman's cheers, the director, who felt his body was exhausted, roused himself.

“I am Olga, the director of Chaldea. How can I stop here?”

I can't stop, no matter how hard I try, I can't stop!

The director, now more alert, increased his speed considerably, and after walking for a few more minutes, the stream in the distance came into view.

Feeling the dampness in the air, the director closed his eyes and felt as if he were in heaven.

"He's alive."

"We're moving quickly toward the distant stream, enjoying the moist fragrance in the air," the director said in a light voice.

"That was really nice, considering the environment of that era."

Roman, who was watching this scene from Chaldea, sighed, and the director, upon hearing this, casually replied, "If you want to experience the environment clearly, just leave Chaldea."

There's not much pollution around here; the air is actually quite clean.

Roman nodded in agreement. He really couldn't imagine anyone doing such a thankless task as dumping household garbage on Chaldea.

The location of Chaldea is not a place that ordinary people can live in for long. Without Chaldea's relatively complete supporting facilities, it would be difficult for ordinary people to survive here.

As for the rubbish within Chaldea, magicians are essentially scholars who delve into magic in an attempt to reach the root of all things, so the types of magic are not limited to combat.

Those combat abilities were merely byproducts of my study of magic.

To prevent the hassle of cleaning up lab benches, magicians developed some magic tricks for cleaning up trash a long time ago.

That kind of magic is naturally used quite a bit in Chaldea. Such magic is too inefficient for combat, but it is extremely effective for cleaning.

That's why the scenery near Chaldea is quite nice. Not long after the director casually mentioned it, the group arrived at the location of the stream.

After drawing several runes in front of him, the ice umbrella that enveloped Fujimaru Ritsuka and Siegfried was instantly created.

Although her physique is comparable to Solomon's and her life is not a problem, Fujimaru Ritsuka still feels like an ordinary person. At this moment, she looks at the stream with a somewhat relaxed expression.