Type-Moon Traveler's Enemy

Hearing this, Mo Li's expression became a little tense. So the Chloe in this world was created by him in this way?

Li Qiye warned, "Don't turn Chloe into the Holy Grail again. I plan to adopt her. Your method of creating a human into the Holy Grail is not the right path. Moreover, if you create another Holy Grail, your Einzbern family will not die quickly enough. And the best option for me is for her to live a normal life."

Ubus said, "Why not turn her into the Holy Grail? That's fine, since we haven't started making it yet. As long as we don't mix in the Holy Grail manufacturing process, it'll be fine. But why do you want to adopt her?"

Mo Li said, "Just raising her for fun. If you don't have a daughter, just adopt one. Anyway, if you fail in the Five Battles, you'll become autistic. Raising Chloe will give her a normal home."

"Okay, that's it." Ubus cut off the communication. There are many perverts among magicians. He just adopted a little girl and could be called a good person.

Emiya Kiritsugu looked at Mo Li: "You want to adopt Chloe?"

Mo Li said calmly, "Illya has to have a friend, right? I was planning to adopt Olga Marie, but unfortunately, her father might not be willing to let her go. Olga Marie was born for the plan."

Fujimaru Ritsuka exclaimed, "Director?! Senior, you actually want to adopt the director!"

Mo Li smiled. "Why not adopt her if I can? There's no Chaldea in this world anyway, and Olga Marie's existence won't help that guy complete his plan. I still have a chance. As for that guy Maris Billy... I just need to reveal to the Clock Tower that the Fuyuki Holy Grail was contaminated and defective because of Angora Mainyu, and he'll abandon Olga Marie. Although Olga Marie will still be the head of the Animusphia family, Maris will no longer have any expectations of her."

Fujimaru Ritsuka felt a little strange: "Huh? What happened to the old director?"

"Nothing. As one of the princesses of the Clock Tower, that guy is a typical magician. Even Kenneth is more humane than him." Mo Li did not want to discuss this issue with Fujimaru Ritsuka. They could not keep this secret. The old director's plan could be said to be quite successful.

Chaldeas...

Fujimaru Ritsuka obediently stopped asking Maris questions and asked, "Is that so? By the way, Senior, is there any special meaning behind your doing this?"

Mo Li said, "Yes, Lixiang, there is a very important key point between the development of your world and the development of other worlds, and what I want to do is to eliminate that key point."

Fujimaru Ritsuka looked at Li Qi curiously: "Huh? What is that node?"

Mo Li explained, "It's what I just said. If the Clock Tower learns that the Holy Grail is a defective Black Holy Grail, Maris will abandon his plan to participate in the Fifth Holy Grail War and prepare to deal with the troublesome nuclear power plant. He will also abandon Olga Marie. Maris's plan is too big and requires too much money. The only way to help him raise that much money is to make a wish for money if he wins the Holy Grail War."

"To observe the past, reverse summoning, known as pseudo-lepton transfer, can theoretically enable time travel. However, to maintain the stability of time travel, it requires at least the full cooperation of the Atlas Academy, secret techniques at the level of a Clock Tower Monarch, new facilities, experiments, astronomical costs, and personnel with the qualifications to travel back in time. Astronomy's theories are considered mere theoretical speculation in this world."

Mo Li looked at Mashu and said, "All of the above conditions were met after he participated in and won the Fifth Holy Grail War. The Atlas Academy provided comprehensive assistance in accordance with the contract. The Department of Astronomy's simulated Earth environment model, the Chaldea facilities, the experiments with sub-Servants, imaginary submarines, and spirit particle transfer, the vast wealth gained by wishing for victory in the Holy Grail War, and the Master candidates with extremely high spirit particle transfer aptitude, this is the direction of development in your world."

Fujimaru Ritsuka felt his knowledge had broadened, and exclaimed in amazement, "Is that so? This is really... uh, that's not right. How are you going to deal with that Renrishoque-senpai? Our world has already been burned down..."

Mo Li shook his head slightly: "I can only say that if the Chaldea incident hadn't happened, no one would care about the Burning, and if the world had developed normally, there wouldn't be the problems you have."

"So it's only our world that's like this..." Fujimaru Ritsuka felt a little depressed. It turned out that his world was an exception.

Mo Li said, "That's right. Every world has its own path. If I let that guy participate in the Fifth War, this world will develop in the same direction as your world."

Irisviel asked from the side, "So, Mr. Mo Li, do you know how our world should develop? After all, it sounds like you know how to avoid a worse situation. But that's good. I don't want Illya to encounter something like the burning of human nature."

Mo Li did not deny this: "Well, I do know it."

Fujimaru Ritsuka sighed beside him, "If only we had you, Senior, to help us from the beginning."

……

One day later, outside the Tohsaka family residence.

Looking at the spearman Diarmuid before him, the Hero King Gilgamesh smiled: "A fair and glorious battle? Do you have what it takes to face my treasure?"

"I don't have that ability. I just want to learn martial arts from you sincerely." Diarmuid carefully grasped the two guns. He saw it clearly when Gilgamesh was fighting two people at once.

He might be able to defeat the Knight King Artoria, but there was no way he could defeat Lancelot. Even if the former used her holy sword, he might not have any hope of winning.

Even with these two powerful beings, Gilgamesh on the opposite side was able to deal with them easily, and he almost suffered a great loss only because of carelessness.

"Oh, martial arts? I'm not very proficient in that kind of thing, but if you want to learn from me, let me see your ability and see how many doors you can reach!" Gilgamesh raised his hand and summoned ten space channels of the king's treasure, and summoned ten weapons to point at Diarmuid.

Diarmuid took up his stance: "Hoo... please attack!"

"Humph, you'd better come here with the determination to die."

As soon as Gilgamesh finished speaking, ten weapons shot towards Diarmuid.

"So fast! But I can still deal with it!" Diarmuid brandished his two guns to defend himself completely. He opened all the weapons that threatened him and rushed towards Gilgamesh.

"Do you think you can reach my side?" Gilgamesh stood proudly and fired twenty rounds of weapons at Diarmuid.

"Hmm..." Diarmuid struggled to block this wave of attacks, however, it was followed by thirty rounds of weapons, and as he got closer, the accuracy of those flying weapons increased.

From the beginning till now, Diarmuid's pressure has been accumulating. Every time he receives a weapon, it is a test of his physical strength and power.

Diarmuid blocked thirty volleys of weapons with great effort.

However, Gilgamesh's limit was far beyond this. He fired forty rounds of weapons without mercy, and the distance between him and Diarmuid was still one hundred meters.

Continuous explosions erupted in the street in front of the Tohsaka family. After the smoke cleared, Diarmuid was gasping for breath, bleeding all over, with several wounds. Beside him were more than a dozen weapons that he had tried his best to block but were still damaged by the burst of power.

Gilgamesh's cold voice echoed, "Forty rounds have wounded you? Ha, I am not a bastard who can be challenged casually. Otherwise, where is my dignity? You have the right to live only if you can catch the next blow. If not, you will die here, spearman! Of course, if you retreat now, fifty rounds of weapons may not be very accurate! Do you want to flee? Or continue to attack?"

"The gun is not suitable for the Noble Phantasm right now." Diarmuid showed a bitter expression. If he could use the magic sword...

Diarmuid got ready and rushed towards Gilgamesh again, but this time he was much faster than before, and a strong magical power burst out from his body.

"Hmph." Gilgamesh fired fifty rounds of weapons at Diarmuid.

It could be said that Diarmuid was fighting a desperate battle as he unleashed his strongest magic power. It was clear that if he couldn't hold on, he would die.

Although Kenneth said that if he couldn't hold on any longer, he could just tell him and he would summon him back, that would be too embarrassing. He hadn't reached his limit yet. It was only fifty rounds!

Won’t die!

Diarmuid roared and burst out with his strongest fighting power, successfully surviving this round of volleys. However, he did not move forward any further in this round of volleys.

Fifty rounds was his limit, and he couldn't go any further under such circumstances.

"Heh, did you survive fifty volleys? Spearman, I'm in a good mood today. If you can't move forward, don't get in my way." Gilgamesh looked at Diarmuid, who was kneeling on the ground, leaning on his gun and breathing heavily. It was impossible for the other party to threaten him with fifty volleys.

Kenneth's voice came: "Diarmuid, come back, you can't defeat such a heroic spirit."

"My lord, I'll go back now..." Diarmuid looked at Gilgamesh with regret, then turned into a spirit and retreated.

Watching Diarmuid retreat, Gilgamesh thought, "Speaking of which, the Conqueror King's challenge was a chariot? It should be a vehicle. It's time for my Vimana to make its debut."

Not long after, a Mr. Jin appeared at Weber's door.

The old man looked at Gilgamesh curiously: "Are you also a friend of Waver?"

"Uh..." Gilgamesh looked at the other person with some surprise. He didn't expect that there seemed to be an old man here, but it seemed that the other person had some dementia.

Gilgamesh said, "I am a friend of that Iskandar, and I am here to find that big man."