Filial piety: the supreme emperor

"Wait, I think there may be a deviation in the narrative logic here? No, what I mean is that there is an obvious error in the plot setting. The protagonist should be the challenger, and he should face the count head-on. However, you now make Don Quixote the focus, which is obviously illogical. Not to mention that it is difficult for readers to accept. As a part of the construction of this virtual world, I am dissatisfied with this. I have already agreed with Edmund to..."

Dumas didn't care whether he disturbed Kafka's creative process at this moment. He protested loudly and broke into Kafka's virtual studio. However, to his surprise, the studio made of holographic projection was empty.

"First of all, you have to understand that it is an agreement between you and him, and has nothing to do with me. Secondly, although I really want to help you, this matter is beyond my ability. Finally, even if I am able to do it, I will not easily agree to your request.

Because this involves a person's credibility and dignity. If I break my promise at will, who will believe what I say in the future? So please don't make it difficult for me.

If you really need help, you can consider other ways or seek support from others. I hope you can understand my position and respect my decision. ”

Before Dumas could think it over, a powerful energy shockwave hit his back and pushed him hard into the virtual objects scattered all over the room. Just before he could complain, a blazing energy beam shot out from where he had been standing before, instantly destroying nearly half of the studio.

"…It seems that we have no time to continue to improve this story. The instability of the bottom layer has spread to the third level where we are. The existence with poor aesthetics on the seventh level has sent its cold intelligent bodies to attack us."

Kafka, who had been lurking in the shadows, now walked out from behind a half-broken virtual bookshelf. He had activated his special ability, Metamorphosis, which allowed him to transform into any biological form in the story in the virtual world. At this moment, he transformed into Lucian, a werewolf in Western legend, a high-level life form that could freely switch between human and wolf forms and possessed both human wisdom and werewolf power.

This is not an ordinary werewolf. Its sharp claws are solid and powerful, flashing with cold light, as if they can easily tear steel; its silver-white fur sparkles in the quietly rising moonlight, as if it had been baptized by the moonlight, emitting a mysterious and charming luster.

The Lucian that Kafka transformed into was the ancestor of the Lycans—the legendary powerful being. He was tall and mighty, with well-defined muscles, and every movement was full of power and majesty. His eyes were cold and deep.

Revealing endless wisdom and cunning. When he stood there, the whole world seemed to tremble, as if it felt his incomparable pressure.

"Has it started yet?"

Dumas had originally obtained the status of manager of this virtual realm together with Kafka. He was not surprised by Kafka's transformation at this moment. Instead, he stared at the two enemy intelligent entities emerging from the smoke and silently took a few steps back.

He admitted that he was too careless before. After learning that a challenger had entered, he only wanted to conceive a perfect virtual world, but ignored the possible threats in the seventh level. Just now, he tried to mobilize the administrator's authority, but found that the authority shared by the four writers had been weakened. He was afraid that Shakespeare and Andersen, two intelligent bodies without combat capabilities, were in danger.

Therefore, he cannot be defeated at this moment. Once he dies, their authority will be further halved, which will be a fatal disadvantage for Kafka.

"I didn't expect that after integrating this world's unique quantum computing technology, my weapons would be so powerfully enhanced."

As the smoke from the explosion in the studio gradually dissipated, a man slowly walked out. He didn't care about the mistake just now. It was just to lure Kafka out. His mission was simple and clear, that is to completely eliminate the two Caster-level intelligent bodies, Dumas and Kafka, so he couldn't and couldn't let any of them go.

"Aiya~ Most of this is thanks to BB-kun's technical support. In a way, Mr. Agent, you should thank me~"

Then, another figure appeared in the smoke, it was BB. However, Dumas and Kafka could only see her shadow swaying in the smoke and could not see her specific movements.

"Thank you? As artificial intelligence, do we still need this kind of emotional expression?"

Walking in front was a man wearing a black uniform, a white shirt, a black tie, black sunglasses, and a neatly styled hairstyle. In his hand was a strange pistol with faint smoke coming out of the muzzle.

This man is——

"Ha~ I disagree with you on this point, Agent Smith."

As BB read out the man's true identity, her tone subtly changed, no longer containing the previous playfulness, and instead becoming as cold and ruthless as Agent Smith.

"But our mission is mostly completed. You just need to deal with the last two insignificant writers. Mu Yi's mastermind has other plans."

If someone familiar with BB's setting is here, they will be stunned by what they see. Because in the story of CCC, although BB is an advanced artificial intelligence configured by the system, she has long been out of the control of the system due to the intervention of Sesshōin. She erodes the moon like a cancer cell and becomes a cybernetic demon that hinders the Holy Grail War of SE.RA.PH.

Theoretically, BB should not be controlled by anyone, and there is no so-called "mastermind". However, the reality is -

This so-called mastermind has completely controlled BB's behavior.

"I understand."

Agent Smith nodded, indicating that he had no intention of provoking a conflict as long as the other party did not interfere with his mission. He just locked onto Dumas' figure, ready to attack at any time.

"Agent Smith... Really? Could you please put down your weapon first, so that we can discuss the issue of the transfer of management authority peacefully and amicably?"

Dumas tried to delay time with a relaxed tone, because he was not an intelligent being that was good at fighting and needed to buy some time to activate his Noble Phantasm.

"Can……"

Smith agreed, but without waiting for Dumas' response, he immediately raised his right hand and pulled the trigger. He keenly sensed that the magic data around him was gathering, so he judged that the other party was activating the Noble Phantasm. According to the best strategy provided by the main brain to deal with intelligent entities with slow Noble Phantasms release speed, it is to directly eliminate the opponent's spiritual base.

"boom!"

The fiery energy beam once again penetrated the studio floor, leaving a large hole. However, this time, Smith still failed to hit the target, because Kafka, who had transformed into Lucian, saved Dumas in time.

"Hey, this guy won't be swayed by your persuasion. It seems that those two guys are in danger. This battle depends on you."