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“Before I finish speaking, observing a fragment in isolation will not lead to any conclusions or be meaningful. At this point, we need the original shape of the mirror, that is, the owner of the dream, his experiences, his personality, his ideals, and so on. Only by knowing all of this can we possibly restore the mirror.”

Merlin continued to explain his reasoning with an unusual seriousness: "It's not that I wanted to report this to King Gilgamesh, but rather that it just so happens that I am the one reporting it to him. Even if I play a dishonorable role or am disliked, all I need to do is piece together all the fragments and reveal the truth. That's all. Of course, just like you, as a Servant summoned by my Master, my mission is to obey my Master's orders. Everything is up to King Gilgamesh to decide."

Ushiwakamaru nodded thoughtfully, "I see."

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For the next period of time, Hall lived a very leisurely life, truly feeling like he was on vacation in another world.

The necessary tasks have been largely completed; all that remains is to wait for the right opportunity, for the last Master in the world to arrive at the Seventh Singularity.

"My name is Hall, and I've forgotten how old I am. I live in the Servant Quarters in the southwest of Uruk, and I'm unmarried. I'm the executor of Uruk, and I work until 6 PM every day before going home. I don't smoke, and I only drink a little. I go to bed at midnight and make sure I get a full eight hours of sleep every night. Before I go to sleep, I always do a deep meditation for an hour, connecting my consciousness with the sleeping Tiamat. Once I'm in bed, I fall into a deep sleep immediately. I sleep soundly until dawn, never carrying fatigue or stress into the next day."

"I'm just an ordinary magician, even the goddess Ishtar says I'm perfectly normal."

Inside the room, Hall struck a strange pose in front of the mirror created by magic, talking to himself and summarizing his recent life in an amusing way.

Hall would only play like this when Olga Marie wasn't around, reminiscing about the old days.

If anyone sees this, Hall will definitely kill that person to silence them.

The contract with Tiamat, the Mother Goddess of Creation, is nearing its end. The Star Grail has largely completed its erosion of her Spirit Origin, leaving only the use of the Holy Grail from Uruk to awaken her from her dream.

Secondly, the Dark Souls world was created in Kusa City. The basic world framework was completed, and the remaining details were all handled by Ereshkigal, the goddess of the underworld. Therefore, Hall basically no longer needed to go to Kusa City at night.

If I had to pick something that I'm really concerned about, it would be that Fujimaru Ritsuka is about to finish the Fifth Singularity.

"Wait...?"

"Humanity is not ready."

"The preparations are not yet complete. Only when Fujimaru Ritsuka comes here can all the conditions be met."

Chapter 446 The Answer

The Fifth Singularity: Denver.

A gentle night breeze blew, and the Western-style city was completely silent, without a single spark.

Fujimaru Ritsuka stood alone atop the castle walls, feeling the calm before the storm. A gentle breeze lifted her orange hair as she gazed at the dark horizon in the distance.

A strange world, unfamiliar scenery, each experience brings completely different and complex emotions.

"I hope everything goes smoothly," the girl murmured to herself, her words sounding like a prayer.

A cold voice broke the silence of the night, "It's so late and you're still not resting. Tomorrow is the day of the decisive battle. Conserving energy is a principle that every soldier should follow."

Fujimaru Ritsuka turned around in surprise and saw a tall, slender figure leaning against the wall. Her pair of bright red eyes were particularly attractive, deep and dignified.

Scáthach, the Queen of the Land of Shadows.

"I can't sleep a little," Fujimaru Ritsuka said with a forced smile.

Scáthach said calmly, "Then I'll keep you company with the evening breeze for a while and listen to your troubles."

"Feel sorry."

Why apologize?

"No... Tomorrow is the day of the decisive battle, but I, as the Master, have not been of much use."

Scáthach sighed softly, "Now I know why he likes you."

"Who?"

"My Master."

"Teacher...do you like me? I feel like you're treating me rather coldly."

"He won't waste his time and energy on people or things he's not interested in."

"Um... that must be because he's tired of me bothering him. We lived together in Chaldea for a while, and because I wanted to learn magic, I bothered him every day, and he chased me away many times." Fujimaru Ritsuka stuck out her tongue, embarrassed.

At that time, she wanted to learn magic, but Chaldea, which had been severely damaged, only had Howl left. If she didn't bother Howl, she, as an outsider, couldn't find anything to do.

Scáthach shook her head: "If that's all... no, you'll find out sooner or later. Putting aside the question of just how much he spoils you, I also have something to say to you."

Regarding the Sixth Singularity mentioned by Scáthach, Hall meticulously paved the way for Fujimaru Ritsuka.

She did not want to interfere with Hall's educational philosophy. She personally preferred to let her apprentices grow freely, believing that warriors could only grow in adversity, which was also her way of being a warrior.

"What?" Fujimaru Ritsuka nodded curiously.

Scáthach came up to her, stretched out her hands, and pinched Fujimaru Ritsuka's cheeks hard, lecturing her seriously: "Don't be so arrogant, human."

"Eeeeeeeeeeeeeee!?"

"No matter how strong a soldier is, he cannot change the course of a war."

Fujimaru Ritsuka, her face pinched, mumbled, "Is that so... If a Servant as strong as you can easily change the course of a war, right?"

"Don't argue. Different people have different definitions of war. The war of ordinary humans doesn't count as war in my eyes. Humans have their wars, and Servants have their wars, just like now."

"Ok."

"In my eyes, you are just an ordinary human, not a great magician, and not a good warrior. You have no means to protect yourself. You are a Master but cannot fight separately from your Servant. You are less useful than a puppet. In terms of combat power, you are the biggest burden to the team."

Fujimaru Ritsuka looked aggrieved: "I'm going to cry, I really will cry in front of you."

Scáthach's eyes were full of admiration: "Even so, you have stood on the battlefield, and that courage is the most powerful weapon."

"..."

Scáthach ruffled Fujimaru Ritsuka's hair: "So you don't need to carry all the burdens on your shoulders. Everyone here is a hero from a different era. They acknowledged your courage, witnessed your growth, and it was your choices that guided them."

"I'm just an incompetent Master. If the Director were here..."

"But now you are the one standing here. You have chosen to bear responsibilities and obligations that are not yours. Don't think too far ahead about the issue. Think back to the reasons you fought and why you are standing here. The difference lies in the courage you have to shoulder."

Her reason for fighting was simply to reclaim her original daily life, to stand in a position she shouldn't have been in, and to do things that were originally impossible.

Fujimaru Ritsuka's nose tingled slightly, but her smile returned to its lively state: "Yes, thank you."

Scáthach then released her hands and said gently, "Grow into a truly excellent warrior as soon as possible."

Otherwise, it would be impossible to cross the next singularity.

After arriving in this world, Scáthach did not interfere much. Even though she had the strength to defeat the Mad King, she chose to let Fujimaru Ritsuka overcome this trial on her own.

Scáthach also doesn't believe that Fujimaru Ritsuka has the ability to cross the Sixth Singularity.

Just as she said, Fujimaru Ritsuka is just an ordinary human being.

Scáthach believes Hall has some backup plan.

In reality, Hall was merely passing through the Sixth Singularity, since Merlin had arranged everything.

"Scáthach, what kind of person is your teacher in your eyes?"

"Only those who kill me are qualified to become my Master."

"What about other aspects?"

"An excellent soldier."

"Anything else?"

"It's probably about the perspective you have; you'll experience that for yourself sooner or later."

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Here we go again.

The surroundings were dark, but he remained conscious.

Hall was very familiar with similar situations.

Dream.

I was pulled into a world of consciousness created by someone.

Unlike those whose consciousness was sealed by the Gorgon through a contract, Hall could not feel any connection to this consciousness space.

In other words, consciousness was unilaterally pulled into this place.

There was only one person Hall could think of, and the only one who could do it—the Demon King Getia.

Many images emerge from the depths of darkness, like scenes and information recorded in history books, things that the creator of this world wanted Hall to see.

The ugly side of humanity.

The lamentable side of humanity.

The angry side of humanity.

The cruel side of humanity.

The greedy side of humanity.

The incurable side of humanity.

The worthless side of humanity.

On the battlefield, soldiers fought each other with fear on their faces, filled with doubt, yet they never stopped.

The powerful and wealthy in the palace indulged in wine, women, and extravagance, but never thought about the consequences.

A frail little child rummages through garbage bags for rotting food, facing despair but powerless to change the situation.

A fly flies into the mouth of an elderly person who is dying of illness, and dies without ever contributing anything.

A deep voice echoed from the darkness.