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"Didn't I expect my reputation as a genius has been completely established?"

"As expected of me—even in death, I can still shine brightly in human history."

"..."

After hearing what Nikola Tesla said, Ian realized that the person in front of him might not be the same as Sherlock Holmes.

"Are you a Servant...?"

"Rather than calling myself a servant, I prefer to call myself the guardian of human history." Nikola Tesla said this as he picked up the weapon he had just thrown away.

It was something that was completely impossible to exist in this era, but now it appeared in front of Ian like a reality.

"That sounds much cooler, doesn't it?"

"..."

Nikola Tesla's words gave Ian further confirmation of his situation.

It's not someone like Sherlock Holmes who lived at this time, but more like David whom Oceanus met.

Out of my own responsibility, I came to an era that should not exist.

"Can I ask why you showed up?" Ian couldn't help but ask.

"..."

Nikola Tesla looked at Ian who had obtained the Holy Grail, and his expression suddenly became serious.

"because--"

"I won't allow anyone to destroy the beauty of electricity just when it's about to become widely available."

"I want the people of this era to realize how great the method I've found to stably summon lightning is."

"I want them to sing the name of Nikola Tesla like the Bible."

"Until the end of history, until the other side of destiny."

"I am the one who is on par with Zeus!"

Although Nikola Tesla's words sounded very immature and arrogant, Ian could probably understand what he meant.

The London Fog incident coincided with the Second Industrial Revolution.

The symbol of this industrial revolution is the widespread popularization of electricity.

For humans, the method found by Nikola Tesla to stably produce alternating current is indeed equivalent to bringing the power of Zeus into daily life.

Singing it in a biblical way... doesn't seem impossible.

At this moment, Machili Zolgen on the ground also woke up.

As the person possessed by the Demon Pillar Barbatos, everything that just happened seemed to him to be just a nightmare that he could not get rid of.

"Why...why am I here?"

"..."

With extremely complicated feelings towards him, Ian finally returned to him holding the Holy Grail.

"I said--"

"Isn't it time you confess where the Clock Tower Organization is in this era?"

It's not enough to just get the Holy Grail.

The London singularity is unlike any other singularity before it.

This is an existence that spans two eras. It is not enough to just repair one of them.

When faced with Ian's question, Machili Zolgen did not respond immediately.

He just stared at the Holy Grail in Ian's hand with his eyes wide open.

"Ian Pendragon."

"Can you show me this Holy Grail in your hand?"

Although he felt that something was wrong with Machili Zolgen, considering that the real enemy Barbatos had been dealt with, Ian nodded after hesitating for a moment.

The reason why he did this was very simple.

The Holy Grail isn't something that will break if you touch it.

If this can get the other party's cooperation, it will naturally save a lot of trouble.

"..."

Machili Zolgen inched closer to the Holy Grail with trembling hands.

The moment he touched it, the man actually shed tears.

"It does exist... The Holy Grail does indeed exist."

"..."

Although he didn't understand why Machili Zolgen was so excited, seeing him like that, Ian didn't say much.

After the other party's emotions calmed down a little, the man spoke:

"Alright—"

"I've fulfilled your wish, so you should also give me something in return according to the principle of equal exchange, right?"

"..."

As if recognizing the reality, Machili Zolgen was silent for a moment, then quickly spoke:

"so--"

"Why do we insist on moving into a new era? Wouldn't it be wonderful to continue as we are now?"

"..."

Although Barbatos has been eliminated, Machili Zolgen, the being it possessed, still seems to maintain its resistance to the Industrial Revolution.

This may be the magician's conservatism, or his own resistance.

“What are you talking about—!”

Before Ian could say anything more to Machili Zorgon, Nikola Tesla spoke angrily.

As soon as he started, he kicked the opponent out.

"How can it be possible that humans are only stuck in the old times?"

“Continuously develop, then break through more and more impossibilities, turn them into a reality that humans can touch, and then pass such technology on to the next generation, and finally embark on a journey to the stars.”

"You, what do you regard as humanity's efforts?"

"..."

Looking at Nikola Tesla, Ian seemed to have touched something in his heart.

"really."

The man grasped the Sword of Promised Victory (Excalibur) in his hand and walked towards Machili Zolgen.

"The old times are something that will eventually pass away. If you just cling to them, you will never reach the future."

"Most people think this way. No matter how you resist, it will become reality."

"..."

Machili Zolgen fell silent.

It can be seen that he may not agree with what Ian and Nikola Tesla said.

But at least at this moment, the man could not find any words to refute.

"……I see."

"The people from the Clock Tower organization are nearby. If you want to find them, I can lead you there."

Although these words sounded like a compromise and were spoken out of necessity, Ian's expression did not relax at all.

Nikola Tesla quickly noticed this.

He still had great respect for the man who assisted him with the Sword of Promised Victory (Excalibur).

"Ian Pendragon, what's wrong with you?"

"..."

Looking at Nikola Tesla, who was full of middle school syndrome but loved human history from the bottom of his heart, Ian chose to confess his current situation without hesitation.

"Tesla, here's what happened..."

A few minutes later.

Nikola Tesla learned about the current situation from Ian.

As a great scientist with a genius mind, he quickly figured out the current problem.

"all in all--"

"There's more than just the place that needs repairing right here. You have to pass on some information to somewhere a hundred years from now, right?"

"..."

"That's about right." After thinking about it, Ian nodded, indicating that he agreed with Nikola Tesla's statement.

“But there’s no such way now.”

"Hahahaha——!" Nikola Tesla laughed.

"Ian Pendragon, are you overthinking this?"

"Ok?"

Upon hearing this, Ian realized that the man in front of him must have thought of some method.

"Tesla, can you solve all this?"

"It's not for me to solve." The middle school scientist turned around and looked at the streets of London.

"It's up to humans themselves to solve it."

"Humanity will solve it themselves?"

"Yes." Nikola Tesla raised his finger. "If I'm not mistaken, you should be from some point in the future, right?"

"……really."

Compared to London during the Second Industrial Revolution, Chaldea where Ian is located is at least halfway into the future.

"So--"

"At the time you existed, electricity should have existed, right?"

"Isn't that natural?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ian suddenly realized something.

"Tesla, you mean—"

"Can we pass the message along?"

"Yes!" Tesla's most proud electromagnetic coil emerged from his fingers.

“The greatest thing about humanity is this—continuously discovering miraculous starlight in our own time, and then passing it on from generation to generation.”

"From this perspective, I don't think you need to worry about how the so-called singularity will be repaired."

“As long as you boldly leave the message you want to express, human history will surely respond in the way you want.”

"..."

Nikola Tesla's words made Ian suddenly realize.

The feeling of anxiety that lingered in my heart was gradually dissipating.

"All I have to do is leave a message...it's really that simple."

"Hahaha." Nikola Tesla laughed again.

"Ian Pendragon."