This exceptionally elegant gentleman was none other than Professor Moriarty, Holmes's legendary nemesis, who listened to his guests' troubles every day.

But unlike usual, the guests he was receiving today were somewhat special.

[Because the man before him, who appeared somewhat melancholy and was drinking alone, was none other than Lancelot, one of the Twelve Knights of the Round Table!]

"Good heavens, so even heroic spirits have their troubles and go to the tavern to vent their frustrations. But... interesting, really interesting."

Everyone's eyes lit up instantly; no one could resist the allure of gossip, especially this kind of rare and precious gossip.

After all, they were genuinely curious about what Lancelot, one of the Knights of the Round Table and the King of Knights, could be troubled by!

Type-Moon World Sixth Singularity

Looking at Lancelot on the screen, who was drinking alone with a troubled expression, Mordred lowered his voice and quietly asked, "Hey, you, are you hiding something too?"

As he spoke, Mordred's eyes quickly swept around, then he gave her a look that said, "Tell me whatever you want, I promise I won't spread rumors!"

It's no wonder she was so curious; after all, she and Lancelot had both made unforgivable mistakes, so it's not impossible that they might share some common worries and thoughts.

"Trouble?!" Lancelot, taken aback by the sudden question, paused for a moment, then thought seriously: "Does the fact that I'm never in the videos count?"

"That's it?" Mordred's expression froze, and he was speechless for a moment. Were you even thinking about this seriously? This is such a trivial problem!

Lancelot looked at Mo's suspicious gaze with a sense of helplessness. Why is it that no one believes the truth these days? This is really what bothers him.

Who can blame him when he gets to appear with the King in every video? Gao Wenqing and Mordred are almost always there, but they never include him. How can he not be worried?

Detective Conan World

"Professor Moriarty?! The legendary Doctor of Crime!!" Conan's eyes suddenly lit up, and his hands unconsciously clenched into fists, as if he had seen his idol and was so excited that he could hardly contain himself.

As a seasoned Sherlock Holmes fan, how could he not know Professor Moriarty, the mastermind behind Sherlock Holmes's greatest nemesis and the head of a global criminal organization!

This is a criminal genius whose intelligence rivals that of Sherlock Holmes.

"I never thought I would see the professor in my lifetime. If I could see Mr. Holmes, that would be the best I could ever live."

Since there's a heroic spirit version of Professor X, there must also be a heroic spirit version of Sherlock Holmes. With this thought in mind, Conan turned his gaze back to the screen.

As soft music played in the tavern, Lancelot, his face grave, voiced his frustration to the professor: "My son... no, my daughter simply doesn't want to be near me."

“But, if we trace it back to the root cause, it's still because of the mistakes I made.” Lancelot lowered his head dejectedly as he said this: “What should I do?”

"You can't be so down," the professor silently refilled Lancelot's drink. "Lift your head."

“But…” Lancelot raised his head, looking into the professor’s eyes that glowed with a faint blue light, and suddenly felt a little dizzy.

Lancelot, who thought he was a little drunk, didn't take it to heart and listened attentively to the professor's words of comfort.

"Trust in the bonds between family members. You are a smart and gentle father; you must understand what your daughter likes and wants..."

Hearing the professor's remarks, the people watching the video nodded in agreement, agreeing that what he said made a lot of sense.

I never imagined that the professor was not only a famous crime expert, but also so skilled at counseling people.

Type-Moon Fifth World War

Rin Tohsaka was speechless and retorted, "What kind of middle-aged man's troubles are these... He'll cry, Mr. Galahad will definitely cry!"

Don't you want to look at what you're saying? You didn't even acknowledge him when he was still your son.

When you turn into a daughter and call out "Dad," it scares your heart so much that you almost betray him on the spot... This double standard is too obvious! You're such a doting father who favors girls over boys!

Cú Chulainn looked at Artoria with suspicion: "King of Knights, none of the Knights of the Round Table in your household seem quite normal!"

First there was Gawain, the knight who praised the sun like a fool, and now there's Lancelot, a doting father...

No, it should be said that even their king seems to have some problems; his appetite is astonishing.

After a moment of silence, Artoria looked at the screen with a complicated expression: "Gao Wenqing, and Lord Lancelot... they used to seem quite proper, but now..."

Even she felt a little embarrassed after seeing it. Let alone being serious, as long as she doesn't have a seizure or go crazy, it's a good thing.

Thinking of this, Artoria's eyes showed a hint of relief: "Fortunately, Mordred is still quite normal!"

Thus, in contrast to her peers, Mordred unknowingly achieved her long-cherished wish and gained her father's approval.

Hearing these devilish whispers, Lancelot seemed completely bewitched: "Yes...yes, I am her father!"

The professor's eyes, which emitted a faint blue light, shone even brighter: "Alright, now it's time to enter your daughter's heart."

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As soon as he finished speaking, Lancelot seemed to fall into an abyss within his heart, his form flashing between Berserker and Saber.

[The scene shifts to the Chaldea dormitory. Margaery, who has just finished showering, is drying her hair with a hairdryer when she hears a knock at the door.]

"Who's here...?"

"Yo-ho—!" Lancelot suddenly pushed open the door, wearing cat ears, a sexy purple tank top that revealed his muscular physique, and a fluffy tail sticking out of his back, striking a sexy pose.

While acting cute, he also couldn't resist pleading, "Mash, it's Daddy! Come on, feel free to stroke his soft fur."

If it were a beautiful woman, this pose would certainly be pleasing to the eye! But if it were a muscular man, it would become a picture of hell.

"Eh..." Mashu felt her heart stop for a moment, an indescribable fear surged through her, and she let out a piercing scream.

"Ahhhhhh—"

"Aaaaaah, my eyes... my eyes hurt so much... so much—is this hell?!"

At the same time, the crowd outside the video also cried out in anguish, covering their eyes and wailing. Those few seconds of grief would probably take a lifetime to heal.

This is absolutely a Noble Phantasm against people, and it can even pass through the screen, making it extremely powerful!

Chaldea, the world of Type-Moon

"..." Mashu stood there blankly, her eyes unfocused and her mouth slightly open, but she didn't make a sound.

She thought that having already experienced seven singularities, she would have a strong enough mental fortitude, but this scene... would shock her for a lifetime.

"No!!" Dr. Roman covered his eyes in agony, feeling as if they were about to burst open. This would definitely leave a lasting psychological scar.

If I am guilty, let the law punish me, instead of making me spend my whole life healing this moment!

At that moment, he was truly glad that he didn't have the ability to see a thousand miles, otherwise he would have been in serious trouble!

Naruto World

"This is... hell! Everywhere you look is a picture of hell." Obito, wearing a mask, almost couldn't hold back, and for a moment he even felt his heart stop for a few seconds.

This was the first time he had ever hated his Sharingan so much. The details he saw were just too damn detailed; he couldn't forget them now!

No wonder Mashu is becoming increasingly reluctant to get close to you. With this sudden "surprise" of yours, it would be a miracle if Mashu would even talk to you anymore.

Detective Conan World

"Professor Moriarty... no wonder he's the Napoleon of the criminal world, he really has a knack for it!" Conan shook his head, trying to forget the mental pollution he had just experienced.

To be able to create such a powerful weapon so easily, he truly deserves to be Sherlock Holmes's number one nemesis.

Although he didn't know what the professor had done, he was certain that the professor had used a hypnotic-like method to make Lancelot act so unusually.

"You..." Even Ai Haibara, who was putting in eye drops, was stunned. You really are a seasoned book fan. You know, even we've fallen for it!

Type-Moon Sixth Singularity

Seeing his own cringeworthy self in the video, Lancelot's face turned pale instantly, and he hurriedly waved his hands, trying to explain: "No...no...this can't be me, please let me explain!"

"No, why are you giving me a refund?!"

Looking at the Knights Gawain and the others who were getting further and further away from him, Lancelot's heart was breaking.

"I didn't back out, I just wanted to go sunbathe with Gao Wenqing..." Mordred, who had just been whispering to Gao Wenqing, was now quickly moving away from Lancelot with small, quick steps.

After all, even she found Lancelot's attire somewhat unbearable to look at.

Lancelot, now transformed into a berserker, his eyes instantly bloodshot, gritted his teeth and uttered, "That bastard Moriarty!! Granted!"

My life seems to be completely over in some sense.

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"It's so good that I died so young! Otherwise, I might be the one who ended up looking like that ghost."

At this moment, Cú Chulainn was all smiles. Although it sounded a bit perverse, he never thought that one day he would actually be happy about dying young!

Shirou Emiya, trembling with fear, rubbed his eyes and said, "The impact of this action on humanity is simply immeasurable!"

Even Gilgamesh, the king of amusement, was unusually silent at this moment, clearly still reeling from the blow...

Only Artoria stood there awkwardly at a loss, wondering how her valiant Knight of the Round Table had become such a wretched sight!

The scene then shifts to a café where Jeanne d'Arc Alter and Jeanne d'Arc Alter are having afternoon tea together, seemingly discussing something.

"Eh? Do you need some savings?" Hearing her other self's troubles, Bai Zhende seemed very interested, gently asking, "Why? Why? Let's discuss it."

[Alter Jeanne blushed slightly, turned her head away shyly, and gave a rather arrogant snort: "Hmph, I was just asking because I thought of it."]

“However, if you urgently need money…” Bai Zhende thought for a moment, then smiled and offered her suggestion: “In that case, you should go to that suspicious singularity.”

[A suspicious singularity?] Jeanne Alter's heart skipped a beat; she seemed to have heard of it before.

Seeing that Jeanne Alter was really considering it, Jeanne d'Arc Alter quickly waved her hand with a smile: "Just kidding, just kidding, don't take it seriously!"

"That feels much better. My eyes, which were stung by Lancelot's spice, can now be washed."

Seeing the two very attractive beauties in front of them, the people outside the video finally breathed a sigh of relief... There was no way around it, the psychological trauma they had just experienced was just too great.

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