I'm a magnetic field madman

Emiya Kiritsugu watched the departing Holy Son and frowned at Bai Jingtian...

"Has this been a failure?"

"In terms of results, we succeeded, even achieved great success," Bai Jingtian said calmly.

"I expected that Po Meng would not ally with me. His current choices and actions are actually more in my interest. Using him to expose our enemies, identify their tactics, and ultimately subdue them is exactly what you intend to do."

Kiritsugu Emiya silently lit a cigarette and held it between his fingers. Bai Jingtian was right...

Sending this foolish holy son to be the one to suffer their wrath is absolutely in line with his Kiritsugu Emiya's combat aesthetics.

He would be very happy to have such an understanding Servant in the Holy Grail War, but—

Speaking of which, weren't they originally planning a Holy Grail War? How did it suddenly turn into a world war?

No, if, as Bai Jingtian said, he and his opponent were indeed fighting for "wishes," then this was indeed the Holy Grail War.

The only difference is that the battlefield setting has been expanded from the mere city of Fuyuki to the entire world.

Even Kiritsugu Emiya had a premonition that this chaotic brawl, which used World War III as a backdrop before any real fighting even began... would probably leave them with an unknown amount of space to fight in.

Could it be an alien planet? Or another world?

Emiya Kiritsugu gave a wry smile and shook his head, while Bai Jingtian didn't waste any words, grabbing him and preparing to leave directly.

Although they had already settled Ilya and the others in Italy, a relatively safe place... they still needed to make more arrangements for their safety.

He had almost given up trying to understand the thoughts of these magnetic field lunatics...

Because it feels like trying to understand a bunch of mentally ill people using the mindset of a normal person.

But there's one thing Kiritsugu Emiya is certain of: these magnetic field fanatics definitely don't see ordinary people as their kind.

but……

Before leaving, Bai Jingtian gave the almost invisible Kirei Kotomine a strange look...

Because, without a doubt, he had just sensed a strange pleasure from the monk's emotions.

As he ran off to settle scores, brimming with murderous intent, he felt a kind of ecstasy, a twisted ecstasy, as if he were enjoying a hellish joke.

Bai Jingtian shook his head, not intending to delve into anything further; he was simply feeling somewhat sentimental.

Even among God's followers, there's a motley crew of all sorts of people below them!

37. The Fifth Madman

Two weeks ago, the Beacon of Freedom, Ohio...

In a remote, uninhabited rural area, a sprawling ancient castle has been set up...

At the same time, an equally large-scale spell to expel idlers was also set up.

While it can't compare to the scale of the Clock Tower, it's still enough to deflect all uninvited guests. Even the "eyes" of satellites would ignore this barrier.

The owner of this castle, Tefal Ottenrosecher, was no ordinary man.

Although in this world where reason prevails, the True Ancestor was not created by Gaia...

Zhu Yue and the Dead Apostles were eliminated by the Gem Elder before they could spread and corrupt humanity...

However, the "Ancestors" created when this Moon UO descended still exist... except that these "Ancestors" are basically Dead Apostles created by Zhu Yue herself.

For example, there was Melanie Solomon, who had already been killed by Jesus Christ, and there was also Zhu Yue's first follower, the first Dead Apostle to be embraced, "The White Wing"—Termou Ottenroseche.

As the nominal King of the Dead Apostles, after the fall of Zhu Yue, he was the most senior among all the Dead Apostles in the world... Tefum has always been at the top of the Holy Church's kill list.

But he has lived a good life and is still alive today, and it's not just because of his outstanding abilities...

Furthermore, as a magician himself, he has always had a good relationship with the Magic Association.

Possessing relatively stable and safe technology to transform humans into Dead Apostles...

Tefal has always maintained close ties with some magicians in the Magic Association who are eager for immortality.

As a result, Tefal's castles are scattered all over the world, and no matter how the Holy Church hunts him down, he still lives a comfortable life.

This castle in the New World was built by him more than two hundred years ago, when the United States couldn't even be called a country...

But the White Winged Prince, who sensed the future rise of the United States through his innate prophetic abilities, still chose to invest heavily in building a massive ancient city here.

He didn't like the castles of the New World, just like most other magicians who disliked the New World...

The "human reasoning" permeating this restless country and this restless continent made them particularly disgusted.

But now, he has no choice but to settle here.

Why? Most of his castles around the world, especially in Europe, were almost destroyed by that damned nuclear war. If he didn't live in a castle in the New World, was he supposed to sleep on the streets?

The techniques for expelling idlers may outshine satellite detection, but they cannot alter the strike range of nuclear weapons.

As for the defensive spells he set up—if he could set up spells strong enough to defend against a nuclear explosion for every castle, why would he have to hide everywhere from the Holy Church's pursuit?

Moreover, the New World can now be considered one of the safest places in the world...

At least until either the bear or the lighthouse goes completely mad and decides to drag the whole world down with them, this place is still relatively safe.

So during this period, quite a few magicians sought refuge in the New World.

Most of them are families or members of the Western European magic circle...

To escape the war in Europe and avoid being wiped out by an unknown nuclear AOE attack, they fled to the New World...

However, these self-proclaimed rulers of the dark side of the world clearly have no intention of giving up so easily.

The Red Bears' madness was unexpected, because one of the major factors contributing to their impending disintegration was the involvement of magicians—after all, there is little fertile ground for magicians to thrive in a future of proletarianism and atheism.

But the current outcome... can only mean either there's a bigger conspiracy behind it that they can't see, or these magicians have gone too far and shot themselves in the foot!

"I am delighted to see such professional people gathered here today."

In the castle's main hall, under the cold light of the high-hanging chandeliers, on the main throne, sat the White-Winged Prince Tevanm, with long white hair and a beard, dressed in a magnificent 18th-century suit. He looked at the group of people before him and spoke in an elegant yet somewhat sarcastic tone…

"But I was thinking, you've all been here for so long, yet you still don't seem to have produced much."

Although Tefum was a man of high status, he would normally not dare to be so presumptuous towards the people in front of him.

Because among the magicians in front of us, not to mention the few very strong lone wolves, there are representatives of the Yggdrasil family, the head of the Animusfia family, and even representatives of the Bartholomew family, the former monarchs of the Law and Politics Department.

In the past, even if Tefum had ten times the courage, he wouldn't have dared to be so presumptuous with this group, but now—

What are you pretending for, you bunch of stinking beggars!

No matter what, the New World is still the territory of Tevanm and the Dead Apostles. If you're a dragon, you have to coil up for me; if you're a tiger, you have to lie down for me!

“We have carried out no fewer than a hundred assassination attempts against the top brass of the Red Bear.”

The representative of the Yggdrasil family, the fat man named Gold, said with a grim expression...

The Yggdrasil family and the Mage's Association have always been at odds...

As a collection of small family groups ostracized by the large family circles of Western European magic circles—but in this Third World War, because the Yggdrasil family was located in remote places such as Romania, the losses were not too severe.

That being said, those powerful families, unless they're unlucky enough to be wiped out by a nuclear bomb...

They've probably already used their connections to either run to the Sea of ​​Wanderings or seek refuge with the Atlas Institute... or hide in some remote magic workshop to try and survive this world war.

The Yggdrasil wasn't so fortunate; it was lucky to have survived the first wave of nuclear war...

They also had to step forward and join forces with the remaining forces of the Magic Association in an attempt to "solve the problem".

Yes, this group of magicians is making a persistent effort to end world war!

However, this effort clearly yielded no results.

Just as Gold said, they carried out more than a hundred assassination attempts against the high-ranking members of the Red Bear, including but not limited to various methods such as face-to-face assassination, sending familiars to assassinate, and even remote curses.

The result? None of the magicians and familiars sent out returned alive... As for the curses, they were sent out, but they all disappeared without a trace, with no news coming back.

Despite their long efforts, they could only watch helplessly as the world war escalated to the point that it utterly devastated the whole of Europe.

“But if it all fails, it’s the same as not doing anything at all.” Tevum interlaced his fingers, his eyes flashing with a terrifying red light…

He said in a subtle tone

"Gentlemen, I am different from you magicians. We Dead Apostles are life forms with extremely strong vitality. Although we have many weaknesses, even in the nuclear wasteland, as long as there are humans, we can survive."

"And I believe that, compared to you magicians, we Dead Apostles have one major advantage that is enough to make any power treat us with respect..."

Barthez's representative's face darkened, and he said sternly...

"Lord Baiyi, do you intend to betray us?!"

"Betrayal? We've never cooperated, so what betrayal are we talking about?" Tefum sneered at the Basemelo family members before him...

If it were that intimidating Lorelei who came, he might have backed down a bit, but since it was just a representative—

"Aren't you all hiding in the Wandering Sea and the Atlas Academy anyway, trying to wait and see? You yourselves aren't even united, so what's the point of talking about an alliance with me?"

Tefum is a typical speculator; he made a decisive investment in Zhu Yue to gain his current immortality and powerful status...

Then they decisively jumped ship and the Magician faction escaped the purge after the Gem Elder killed Zhu Yue.

Now, he's clearly trying to side with someone who looks more like the winner.

Just as the atmosphere was becoming increasingly tense and dangerous, a voice broke through, easing the tension...

"Gentlemen, please hear me out."

The voice was gentle, and the speaker was none other than Marisbury, the patriarch of the Animusfia family…

He was also the only surviving monarch who did not choose to seek refuge in the other two magicians' settlements.

The silver-haired man with a hairstyle that looked like he was destined to die spoke gently to Tevanmu.

"Your Grace, you must have already seen the materials we submitted earlier. Although we lost some excellent astrologers, we did obtain usable results."

"Yes, you've confirmed that the giant bear is backed by the two people who destroyed the Clock Tower." Tevan's expression softened, and he said calmly...

"That traitor you've been trying to hunt down, Weber Velvet, is right there... You've even confirmed that their special power is called 'Magnetic Field Rotation,' but so what?"

What good is knowing the name and nature of a power?

It must be said that even Tevan himself was envious of that powerful force and eager to explore its profound secrets, but the awkward part was that—

If you want to explore the mysteries of magnetic field rotation, you need materials. If you need materials, you need to eliminate those powerful magnetic field entities.

What? You can't beat someone with a strong magnetic field? Then what are you even researching?

If everything could be mastered simply by knowing the basic principles, then wouldn't the most powerful humans in the world be Stephen Hawking and Albert Einstein?

"That powerful force wasn't magic, it seemed more like magic, even quite similar to the Fifth Law," Maris Billy said calmly.

"But we can be certain that the mage who inherited 'Blue' is still in Japan... and those guys aren't just incredibly destructive; their vitality is also... unbelievably tenacious."

Magicians are formidable opponents; those who wield magic are troublesome. But they are merely troublesome. Including the Jewel King, most magicians, while possessing immense destructive power, don't have much higher life force than ordinary people.

Magicians always have a chance to defeat and kill mages, but against a strong magnetic field user... it's better to find a different opponent and let them deal with heroic spirits.

"But as I gradually investigated Japan, I noticed an interesting piece of information—do you know about the Holy Grail War in Fuyuki City?"

“Hmm? I remember, it was some kind of small magic ritual in the Far East.” Tevum raised an eyebrow. Of course, he wouldn’t know so much about magic rituals in such a remote place… The only reason he remembered was because the Einzbern family was involved.

He once had a significant collaboration with the Einzbern family, commissioning and purchasing some dolls with the intention of taking them all down. Of course, the plan failed, and they parted ways.

"We've discovered that the traces of those so-called Magnetic Field Warriors are closely related to the Holy Grail War," Marisbury said solemnly, while producing a stack of photographs...

"The Magnetism Goddess known as Celestial Venerable is said to have been seen on a plane with the heir of the Matou family... The Magnetism Goddess codenamed Gale appeared next to Kenneth El-Melloi Archibald, who was preparing to participate in the Holy Grail War."

"The situation of Einzbern is unclear, but we have confirmed that their castle in Germany is now deserted... and it is said that the European Jesus Christ started his journey in Fuyuki."

"You're not suggesting that these magnetic field warriors are all summoned... heroic spirits?"

Tevum looked at Marisbury with the gaze of someone looking at an idiot. Others might not have a say in things like Heroic Spirits, but Tevum, who had lived for thousands of years, definitely did!

He is a true veteran who has lived since the Age of Gods. Among the heroic spirits, nine out of ten you might summon are younger than him.

These so-called heroes were indeed very powerful and awesome during the Age of Gods... but to say that these magnetic field warriors were powerful is pure nonsense—

If humans back then had such abilities and were so unruly, then let alone the fact that human civilization has developed to where it is today...

It's possible that hundreds of years ago, fighting among ourselves could have pushed human civilization back to a primitive state.

Moreover, he had never heard of these martial gods before.

"Perhaps not a Heroic Spirit, but we can be certain that the Holy Grail War is indeed closely related to this matter," Marisbury replied calmly.