Thanks for the invitation. I'm in Type-Moon, inheriting the legacy of Zi-O.

"Then, Director, where is the holder of the Noble Phantasm now?" Mash remembered the most important part and asked with a smile.

"………………" However, Chaldea fell silent unexpectedly.

“…Director?” Mashu called out in surprise, then, realizing a possibility, she bit her lip. “Could it be…”

“…I don’t know.” A strained voice came from the other end. Mary stared blankly at the last sentence of the report and gritted her teeth.

"..." Instantly, Mordred's smile vanished, and she collapsed helplessly onto the sofa.

“…Well, that’s true. There’s nothing we can do about it.” Jekyll nodded as if he had expected this.

"Sigh... Even Leonardo da Vinci and Romani are helpless this time." Rubbing her aching temples, Mary gave them the necessary latest information, then busied herself pulling out a file from the mountain of documents on the table next to her and starting to work. "After all... well, or to be precise, she said she couldn't handle it herself..." So busy that she didn't even look up, Mary maintained this posture while communicating with them and working.

"Huh?" Mashu opened her eyes wide in confusion.

"Hmm?" Jekyll also slightly opened his mouth, just as they were doing so.

"What? So it was all other people doing the analysis..." Mordred frowned belatedly, looking somewhat dissatisfied.

“…Huh? Ah…yeah, of course, after all, if I were to rely on myself alone…” Mary’s gaze swept over the layers of office documents…and the letters from the Mage’s Association, and she closed her eyes in exasperation. “There’s simply no way I could find a clue or have the time…”

"...I'm the director of Chaldea, you know! Director!" Mary slammed her hand on the table, signed the document in her hand, and tossed it onto the table next to the already processed documents. "If I have to do even the work of the analysis department...wouldn't Chaldea be even more short-staffed? But don't you guys think I've already done enough for my part...?"

"Ah...yes, that's right." Mashu nodded understandingly, then looked at Ritsuka beside her. "Director, you've already done enough, haven't you? Senpai? And Mr. Nencho?"

"Yeah, of course." Ritsuka nodded matter-of-factly. "After all, she always tutors me until so late, and she's always the first one there the next day. Of course, the director works really hard!"

“Ritsuka…” Mary was slightly touched. She had initially thought Ritsuka hated her tutoring because of her somewhat evasive manner…

"Well, I'm not that clueless after all..." Ritsuka stuck out her tongue and made a playful expression, her expression softening. "After all, every night, to help someone as clueless as me understand the world of magic... Director Mary, you're always busy until very late... Since I've received your help, I won't hate you."

“…Um, thank you…” After all, Mary had never heard anyone say these things to her before. Her lips trembled as she turned her head away and sniffed. “Really… how am I supposed to handle these documents… you idiot.”

"Hahaha." Nian Zhuo laughed happily and quietly turned on the communication device. "Of course, Mary, just as I said at the beginning... you don't have to work so hard. Thank you for your hard work."

"..." This time, the communication on the Chaldea side suddenly went silent. It wasn't until a long time later that a "...um" came from Nianzhuo's communication device, spoken in a slightly trembling voice.

Marie, far away in Chaldea, pressed a finger on the mute button and wiped away her tears with the other hand.

"Ah... I see." Ryotaro had just finished processing all the information when he exchanged a glance with Momotaros. "But, the location of the Servant who possesses the Noble Phantasm..."

“…Ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh… ugh ugh…” Unnoticed by everyone, Fran peeked out with her little head, looked at everyone, and then shrank back in.

"Well, then I won't ask any more questions for now." Mordred stretched and lay down on the sofa in a more comfortable position. "Anyway, we've decided on our future goals, but we don't know where we'll end up yet."

“…Hmm…” This time, Fran peeked out from the corner again, looked at Mordred, and then…shrank back in.

"What should we do..." Mordred still hadn't noticed, and looked worried. "If only we could trace the magic in the opposite direction..."

“If Mr. Nianzhuo’s analogy of a remote control is correct,” Mashu looked at Nianzhuo and said with some certainty, “then perhaps we really can follow the magic to find our way.”

“Since it’s the deduction of Leonardo da Vinci, who is knowledgeable in both science and magic… and Romani, who is considered one of the best in our field in terms of knowledge… it should be correct.” Mary’s voice was a little hoarse and intermittent, but you could hear the vitality in her words… and she even said things she would never normally say… words of praise for Dr. Roman.

"However—" Suppressing her chaotic thoughts, Mary began to seriously help them think of a solution. "To avoid the interference of the magic mist... to do something as precise as tracking the traces of magic... no, at least I can't do that right now. I think... even using Chaldea's equipment would probably be difficult."

Mary didn't want to admit that Chaldea couldn't do it, but tracking the magic power of the user of a Noble Phantasm... especially since the user was a Heroic Spirit, which was difficult enough in itself, and with this thick fog of magic power, the possibility became even more remote.

“Me too… I’m a bit helpless.” Jekyll shrugged, indicating that he was also at a loss. “Besides, I’m not exactly a real magician.”

“…Hmm…” This time, Fran peeked out from the corner again, and was finally seen by Nencho and Ritsuka, who were deep in thought.

“…Hey, Mr. Nianzhuo.” Nudging Nianzhuo beside her, Ritsuka looked at Fran in the corner. “Look, Fran…”

“Yes, I know.” Nian Zhuo nodded, looked at Fran, and then pointed at everyone.

“…Mmm!” Then, Fran nodded.

"Ahem—" Nian Zhuo coughed twice to attract attention, and waved in that direction. "Fran has been wanting to say something since just now."

"Fran?" Mashu, who was deep in thought, was startled. Seeing Fran approaching, she quickly grabbed her hand. "Why are you here all of a sudden... Did something happen?" She looked at Fran with concern, her eyes hidden by her brown hair.

“…Ugh…,…Ugh,…Ugh ugh.” Fran gestured wildly at everyone, as if trying to convey something.

"What's wrong? Did you escape from those writer spirits in the study next door?" Mordred looked at Fran, but his tone softened unexpectedly. "I understand, I understand. They're so annoying. I can understand how you feel."

“…Ugh…Ugh,…Ugh, ugh…” However, Fran shook his head and then began gesturing wildly, as if trying to convey some message to them.

"Alright, alright, stop standing there, come here, come here." Mordred straightened up and waved to Fran.

Hesitantly, Fran eventually went over.

"What's wrong?" Mordred stared at the other person's face and asked slowly, "Is there anything you want to say to us? Then remember to be clear about it."

"Um... umm..." Fran hesitated, glancing at everyone as if she was still worried.

"It's alright, as long as you're willing to tell us." Mashu gently patted her shoulder to calm her down, then glanced at Ritsuka and Nencho beside her. "Right? Mr. Nencho? And Senpai?"

"Haha, of course!" Ritsuka nodded vigorously and squatted down in front of Fran. "You can say whatever you want!"

“…Ugh, ugh…ah.” As if finally making up his mind, Fran started gesturing wildly again, “…ah…, ah…uh…, ugh…ah, ah, ah.” He pointed the gestures at Mordred, as if trying to convey something.

As he watched her performance, Mordred's expression gradually became quite interesting.

Come here, let me see! How are you developing?

As Fran made those moaning and groaning gestures, Mordred's expression grew increasingly interesting.

"What..." Suddenly, she abruptly reached out and grabbed Fran's shoulders, her emerald green eyes filled with surprise. "Is it true!?"

"Really...it startled me." Even Mashu looked at Fran, who was being shaken, in surprise. "I didn't expect that Miss Fran could do something like this."

"...?" Jekyll, who couldn't understand, could only tilt his head to the side.

“I’m saying…” Even Mary tapped her fingernail on the table with some doubt, looking at Fran with uncertain eyes, “Can you really understand her? Can you really understand what she’s saying?”

“Yes, that’s right.” Mashu nodded, watching Fran continue making gestures. “I can vaguely understand, and she’s still making gestures. It feels… like she’s reading some kind of sign language…”

"Haha, this guy seems to know~?!" Mordred patted Fran's head with a cheerful smile, a satisfied look on his face. "He knows where the remote control for manipulating the Chaos Machines is."

"Huh?! Really?!" Mary slammed her hand on the table and stood up abruptly, looking at Fran, who seemed a little intimidated, with surprise.

"Really?!" Even Jekyll couldn't help but get excited. He leaned close to Fran, squatted down, and asked in his calmest voice.

"...Hmm." After looking at him, Fran finally nodded.

"But...cough cough cough!" Jekyll nearly choked on his own excitement, reorganizing his words, "I'll confirm with you one more time, Fran. Can you sense...the magical traces of manipulating [them]...manipulating the [Chaos Machine Soldiers]?"

“…Ugh, ugh!” This time, Fran stared intently at his face and nodded vigorously.

"See, she nodded!" Mordred immediately returned to the sofa and picked up her sword. "Good, this makes things much easier! Let's get started!" With that, she pulled Fran along and started walking towards the door.

"Ugh! Ugh!" The two noisy people rushed out of the apartment, and Fran even pulled out a hammer from somewhere and disappeared through the door in the blink of an eye.

"Hey! Wait for us!" Ritsuka shouted indignantly, turning to Mash and Nianzhuo. "Mash, and Mr. Nianzhuo, let's hurry up and catch up!"

“…Ah, um!” Mashu was slightly stunned at first, but then quickly reacted, turned around and bowed to everyone. “Well…then, let’s go!…Mr. Nianzhuo, please hurry!” Then she picked up her shield and rushed out with Ritsuka.

"Ha... youth is truly wonderful~" Nianzhuo sighed helplessly, rubbing his forehead. He waved to Momotaros, who was practically collapsing from laughing, and Ryotaro, who remained calm. "Well then, the protection of the mansion is in your hands. Bye-bye~"

In response to his self-igniting machine, Ryotaro waved his hand... and Momotaros laughed incessantly as Ryotaro raised his hand.

Immediately afterwards, wearing a silver ring, Nian Zhuo rushed out of the door (closing the door behind him).

Now that he was equipped with the armor based on Zi-O's, Nian Zhuo simply headed straight for Mordred and the others.

"But... that's fast..." Nian Zhuo sensed their presence, and with Mary providing the locations of Mash and Ritsuka in his earpiece, he was slightly surprised. "It seems... everyone has grown up too~"

With another stomp of his foot, kicking up pebbles and leaving footprints, Nian Zhuo's figure sped towards their location.

After crossing the main road... Nianzhuo finally found Mashu and the others in a small alley.

However… Mordred ruffled her golden hair, looking as if she was complaining about something.

"Yo." The next moment, the silver knight appeared in front of everyone and greeted them with a smile.

“!” Almost instinctively, Mordred immediately turned around and swung the blade in her hand, her emerald green eyes filled with surprise.

"Oh...?!" Nian Zhuo was slightly surprised when he felt the blade coming towards him. He then immediately raised the back of his hand and struck the blade, deflecting it.

“…Mr. Nianzhuo!” Mashu only realized what was happening now and called out to him in surprise.

“…Hmm.” However, to Ling Nianzhuo's slight surprise, it was Fran who first noticed him…

The moment he appeared, he saw Fran grip the hammer in his hand, but then let go after realizing it was him.

“…Hmm, I see.” Nian Zhuo deflected the blade to the side and appeared beside them. “Alright, alright, it’s me, it’s me.”

"Hey! Of course I know it's you! Don't scare me like that!" Even though he was the one who swung his blade first, Mordred still yelled at Nianzhuo with a hint of anger, "You scared me half to death! You idiot, what if I hadn't reacted in time and used my full strength!"

"Ah...sorry, sorry, it was my oversight." Nian Zhuo quickly waved his hand, rubbing his head apologetically. "After all, in trying to catch up with you guys, I didn't quite control my speed...and I borrowed some external force along the way...hahaha~"

As he spoke, Nianzhuo hid the purple and green watch face in his hand.

However, it did surprise him somewhat. He pushed his power to the limit... and with the ability to manipulate wind from the Gale Memory in the W watch face, he arrived at a speed he never dared to imagine before.

Mordred, too, instinctively swung her sword after turning around, but immediately realized it was due to mental defilement, so the power in her sword was greatly reduced...

"Hmm... if we're talking about everyone's growth... Mordred should be number one, Fran second... Mash third..." Nian Zhuo muttered softly, stroking his chin, and finally shook his head. "Well, anyway, there's still a long way to go."

"Ah—it's Mr. Nianzhuo!" Although Ritsuka had realized it when she heard Mash call Nianzhuo's name earlier, she only noticed him now and waved excitedly at him.

"Hmm, so what? Did you get anything?" Nian Zhuo nodded to Ritsuka, crossed his arms, and looked at Fran with his head down.

"Haha, of course we do! We're looking for it right here with Fran." Mordred patted Fran cheerfully at first, then her expression turned serious. "But—"

"But—?" Nian Zhuo pricked up his ears, becoming equally serious.

“…But! Yes!” Mordred then stomped her foot, looking at the cramped surroundings with resentment, and said, “Even though I’m used to it, the narrow view is still really infuriating!”

"..." Nian Zhuo felt his blood pressure rise slightly.

Black snake, you son of a bitch!

A large group of people carefully made their way through the narrow alley, occasionally letting out small gasps of surprise when they bumped into something.

"...Hmm." Fran, who did feel a bit crowded and wasn't used to being in a crowd, let out a small sound of dissatisfaction.

“…Oh, right.” Mordred seemed to remember something and turned to look at Ritsuka behind her. “Hey Ritsuka, your court magician… oh, the guy who helped you analyze things. What’s his name… Dr. Manro again?” She rubbed her slightly sore eyes.

"..." Mary then quietly opened the communication channel with Roman.

“By the way, could we ask him to make a crystal that allows us to see into the distance? That would be a piece of cake for Merlin…” However, before she could finish speaking, Roman’s angry shout came from the other end of Mashu’s communicator.

"Roman! My name is Roman! And I don't want to be compared to Merlin!" Roman slammed his hand on the table, saying with a hint of resentment, "That guy is the ultimate shut-in mage, while I'm a modern doctor!"