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"Row."

After making sure that his conversation with BB would not be heard by Mordred, Ian spoke again.

"BB, this is what happened..."

Ian told his good assistant almost exactly what had happened.

After hearing the man's description, BB began to think.

After a long while, she replied as if she had gotten the answer:

"Pig."

"The one you said you met, could it be the Alter of the naughty kid?"

538. Mordred (Alter)? / Gray is my wife's reserve (4k)

"Mordred's Alter?"

"Yeah." BB confirmed Ian's words and continued to explain.

"Just like a person can have different appearances at different times, Alter is one of them."

"only--"

"Compared to the other forms, Alter is the most drastic reversal."

"Not only might their personality be completely different from the original person, they might even have completely opposite perceptions."

"To put it simply, you could even think of Pig as another person—it's just that she looks almost identical to Mordred."

"..."

After BB finished speaking, all the actions previously performed by the other Mordred suddenly became understandable.

Because it is not the original person, the personality shows a completely opposite performance;

Because he is not the original person, he also has some cognitive aspects that the original Mordred would not do.

The most obvious of these is, of course, the fact that he drew his sword against his real father, Ian Pendragon.

That was genuine murderous intent!

"But why did this happen?" Ian couldn't help but ask.

"Mordred Alter... Could it be that because she's having a hard time right now, this existence appeared?"

The man was still very afraid that Mordred would not be satisfied with his current life.

Especially since he had many wives and girlfriends, he always felt that he was treating his daughter unfairly.

"No." BB shook his head.

"There's no necessary connection between an Alter instance and the well-being of the original Heroic Spirit. A Heroic Spirit who has lived a happy life might give birth to an Alter instance due to something going wrong, but a Heroic Spirit who has lived a miserable life might not necessarily give birth to an Alter instance."

"In the final analysis, this is an unpredictable situation. It may be related to the main body, or it may have nothing to do with the main body."

"As for why this happened—"

BB snapped his fingers.

A projection of the Holy Grail suddenly appeared in Chaldea's communication device.

That was an image created by the demon girl based on the Holy Grail she held, and it was different from the ordinary Holy Grail.

“That’s because of it.”

"..."

Ian thought about it briefly and then understood.

"BB, are you trying to say this is a phenomenon caused by the Holy Grail of the Singularity?"

"Yeah." The demon girl nodded. "For now, this is the only reason that can explain everything a little bit, isn't it?"

"BB thinks we don't need to worry about this Mordred Alter. Now that the singularity is repaired, she should have disappeared with it."

As a super AI, what BB said is still quite credible.

Ian nodded, indicating that he agreed with this statement.

"I see. Thank you, BB."

"What's there to thank me for?" The devil girl's cheeks flushed slightly.

"By the way, Pigsy, regarding the last incident where two singularities appeared simultaneously."

"BB is wondering if this solution is possible—creating some trustworthy information through one singularity, and then having it pass to another singularity."

"If both sides can accept this information, perhaps repairs can be achieved simultaneously."

"..."

"You mean to say that anything can bridge the gap between two Londons, separated by a century?"

"That's pretty much it."

"...I understand. I'll think about it carefully."

After exchanging a few simple sweet words with BB, Ian temporarily severed his connection with Chaldea and looked at Grey and Jack the Ripper beside him.

"so--"

"Can you understand now why I can't let you do it?"

"Hmm..." Gray nodded cautiously.

"So it's someone Mr. Ian knows. No wonder he couldn't do anything about it."

"So what if it's someone I know!"

Jack the Ripper still looked very unconvinced, and it was obvious that she was quite unhappy about her father being attacked.

"The moment she attacked our father, she was no longer a trustworthy person, right?"

Ian knew why Jack the Ripper was so angry, and he also knew that her anger had good intentions.

The man quickly picked her up and held her against his chest.

"You can't say that—"

"If you were to jump to conclusions about someone based on a fleeting impression, shouldn't you be parting ways with us now?"

"Eh……"

Jack the Ripper seemed to suddenly understand something.

She leaned in Ian's arms and started to act like a real child.

"...That's right."

"Then Mr. Ian, what should we do now—" Gray looked at the street that was still full of fog, and felt a little confused for a moment.

"Let's just follow the established plan."

Ian thought about what Holmes had told him that morning.

"Don't let a temporary incident turn into unnecessary trouble."

"Okay, I understand."

After calming down for the time being, Ian and Grey once again embarked on a journey to investigate the clock tower that was built a hundred years ago.

I have to say that——

Although Holmes has greatly narrowed the scope of the investigation, it is still a little difficult to figure out an organization that has no intention of appearing in front of others.

It feels like you, as a foodie, know there must be a delicious restaurant in a certain alley, but the real problem is how to get to that alley.

Along the way, Ian and Grey encountered countless difficulties.

Like the simplest rejection.

"Clock Tower? I don't know. I've never heard of such an organization."

It seems like it's friendly, but it's just a waste of time.

"So you're talking about an organization—I thought you were referring to a new store somewhere in London."

Or a very rude response.

"I've never heard of such a place. Has the fog messed up your brain?"

But no matter which one it was, what was finally reflected to Ian was only a situation of "no progress".

Even though I know a little bit about the Clock Tower, I'm still like this—

The man could already sense how difficult the situation was for the three sisters.

"that--"

Noticing that Ian seemed to be in a bad condition, Gray quickly asked cautiously.

"Mr. Ian, is the current situation very bad?"

"..."

Realizing that there was no need to hide this from Grey, Ian, who was holding Jack the Ripper, quickly nodded.

"Well, it's really troublesome."

"It seems that in this era, the Clock Tower organization is still a little more secretive."

"But don't worry." Ian showed a gentle smile, "Even if this is the case, it's okay."

"There's still plenty of time."

"As long as we are willing to look for it, there will definitely be a result."

"..."

Seeing Ian's smile, the worry on Gray's face gradually dissipated.

He is her reassurance. Just a little bit of affirmation from him can make her feel completely at ease.

"I see."

Having said that——

The progress of the investigation is still very slow.

After checking several residences one after another, either there was no one inside, or it was obvious at first glance that the elderly people were unlikely to be from a certain organization.

obviously.

Although they arrogantly bought a large number of spaces in the phone book to "promote" themselves, it seemed that it was just a superficial behavior.

The magicians of the Clock Tower are still handling the Industrial Revolution during the Fog City period with great caution.

I searched like this for the whole morning.

Ian finally carried Jack the Ripper and Grey to a tavern.

Because of the fog, there were not many people in the tavern.

When the boss saw the three people coming (especially Ian who was holding a child in his arms), his eyes were full of surprise.

He was very reminded;

"I said--"

"Don't you know what a special period this is? Aren't you afraid that Jack the Ripper will come looking for you?"

Although the Fog City Killer had been "dealt with", the news had not spread.

According to Holmes, there is no need to make this clear just yet.

after all--

What the group is looking for now is an extremely hidden organization.

If the people of London knew that Jack the Ripper had been "killed", the streets would become crowded again and things would be further complicated.

Instead of trying to find a solution later, it is better not to spread the news in the first place.

Ian still agreed with the great detective's idea.