Xingyue, is Xiaokai also considered Kai?

Just as the god who inflicted the ten calamities is located in the heavens, as recorded in the annals.

Then, equivalent to the final blow before the rebirth of Jerusalem in the Book of Revelation, a thunderous roar and a surge of magical power were unleashed in one breath.

As Osiris Sands gazed at the attack—an attack powerful enough to shatter its 'story' yet not enough to kill it—its expression remained unchanged, but it sighed inwardly.

In fact, the one who first obtained the Holy Grail was the divine body Osiris, but Cialis dealt with it very easily. If Shion hadn't come with Draco and then alone, there would have been no need to come to this singularity at all.

However, after listening to some of the words of Shion, who was also her future self, the usually calm girl felt a little jealous.

I can accept never having had you, but once I have you, I will want all of you. Therefore, Ptolemy's plan to devour the gods is my only chance and method.

However, the calculation still failed...

The sun is both sunset and sunrise at every moment. When it extinguishes and gathers the desolate afterglow, it is precisely when it is burning on the other side, climbing the mountain and strolling with the blazing morning light.

One day, in this life, I will calmly walk down the mountain, leaning on my cane, and on some future day, at the foot of a mountain, a joyful child will surely climb to the top, holding her toys.

Of course, that wasn't me.

But it is still me.

However, for now, I will simply return to the Black Earth, the origin of alchemy, as the bird of the underworld of the 'dead,' and sleep forever in the untouched underworld.

After murmuring this to herself, the Sands of Osiris closed her eyes, while Novia, who was holding her, saw the power that had once belonged to her dissipate into another coffin, the surface of which was also decorated with a unique portrait—

A purple-haired girl and a silver-haired youth.

"Phew, I almost suffocated, phew..."

Before Novia could even get close to the coffin, suddenly the top of the coffin opened from the inside, and a small hand reached out—

"Aster?"

"Nonsense, who else could have gotten themselves into this state besides me—"

Feeling that her clothes seemed to have gotten bigger, Shion paused for a moment, then quickly made a mirror to look at herself. This forced the usually rational Shion to admit that she seemed to have suddenly shrunk. What was going on?

Thinking in a divided way #1: I remember we drank the water that the Dean gave us before we fell into a coma.

Number Two: Not a surprise attack?

Number 3: I don't understand why I would target myself.

Number Four: He was still talking smugly, even though the Dean's face had darkened. He kept talking, even though I told him to tone it down. Doesn't he know his own personality?

Number 5: But the dean and I are from past and future lives, so why is this happening?

Unknown: ...I'm really sorry, please forgive me.

The rest of the split-thinkers: Another one has arrived? That shouldn't be the case. The body shrinking without reducing computing power is already calculated, so why is there another one?

But soon, Shion, who was still puzzled, suddenly became somewhat blank:

"...Ah, no, Dean, what are you doing here in my split-thinking?"

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Chapter 368 Teacher, I've come to find you!

"That's just how I am now."

"This should be considered a special case where human reason is burned away."

After Shion exclaimed in surprise, Novia, who had spoken with her and learned the details, replied as follows.

Theoretically, the Sands of Osiris, who was defeated by herself, should have lost this memory and lived her life according to her original history. However, perhaps because she transferred the power of the 'King of Stories' and the 'Sands of Osiris' to Shion, her consciousness has now entered Shion's split thinking, and there is still consciousness in her sleeping body.

Simply put, Shion currently has both her past and present lives in one body. However, in the Type-Moon world, the souls of the two are interconnected, so it's not surprising that some strange bugs occur. If it weren't for Shia's death, Shion shouldn't have been born. Perhaps it was the instability of human reason caused by the burning of human reason that allowed her to succeed.

The old dean is petty, lacks rationality, and his dark skin doesn't look good; he almost looks like he's actually become Egyptian.

"Um, could I come out for a moment and say a few words?"

Since the Dean's consciousness is completely independent of his own segmented thinking, each of Shion's segmented thinking has its own unique title for him.

"Forehead……"

Hearing that most of her fellow thinkers used such strange titles for their once-respected dean, Shion couldn't help but facepalm. Was that really what she thought? After all, split thinking was ultimately her own idea.

Speaking of which, Shion was also curious. Although her split-thoughts didn't seem to have much computing power when it came to deducing changes in events and world line shifts, they would inexplicably go all out and make a lot of noise when it came to these things. They were all so lifeless when she asked them to have a proper discussion about research projects...

Shaking her head, Ziyuan smiled calmly, treating these fragmented thoughts and complaints about the dean as mere trivial thoughts of her own. She nodded in response to the dean's consciousness, and then the three long purple braids on her head, which had shrunk in size, turned black, as if symbolizing a transformation.

Novia naturally noticed the change in Shion's demeanor. If the previous purple-haired Shion was 'fearless', the current black-haired Shion was cautious. Knowing the situation, he understood that Shia had probably taken over the body.

However, before he could say anything, the black-haired Shion immediately knelt down in the Japanese style without hesitation.

"terribly sorry."

No, Dean, what are you doing! I gave you my body not so you could do this! It's really strange that you're suddenly doing something like this!

Shion's true form was already roaring, while the split-thoughts were—

'The posture seems a bit off, but how could the dean use such a move? Isn't this only the first century?'

'I have a feeling that if Kichijou-in saw her like this, he'd give her a strange smile.'

'Shouldn't the dean have been a timid and submissive person before? How come he's so bold now?'

'Haha, we actually got tricked. I bet the main character is going to be sitting at the same table as that Sajō guy next.'

'Within our facility, to do that kind of thing with this body, and right in front of the main character—all these factors... main character, are you excited after your impotent rage? Never mind, I'd better calculate when the probability of success is highest first.'

'Why go through all that trouble? Propagation is just a matter of adding a potion.'

In fact, Cialis could also hear these voices of divided thought from Shion. As the dean, she understood this fact, but her only feeling about it was...

Are my thoughts a little too active? Or is this really my nature, just not being brought out yet?

So that's how it is. I failed to fully understand myself and this fact.

"Haven't we already apologized..."

After lifting Little Shion up with both hands, Novia hesitated, then said, "And the way you're sitting, how should I put it..."

"In my calculations, this is the most successful method I, as Shion, would subconsciously use to deal with you, so I did it."

"I'm explaining," Xia Li explained, her bright eyes fixed straight on the silver-haired youth before her.

At this moment, the petite girl was being lifted high by Novia, just like Simba was when he was born in The Lion King and Rafiki was the mandrill. If it were Shion, she probably wouldn't accept such a childlike position, but the headmaster thought it was quite nice, very good.

However, since Novia did not answer for five seconds, she frowned adorably.

"Could it be that I'm just not good enough?"

That's why she frowned.

There was definitely a slight sense of anxiety in it.

'Haha, she's getting anxious, getting anxious!'

"Don't panic, this is just the dean's strategic offensive. Having read countless romance novels online, I've already predicted what's to come. It will undoubtedly be a heart-wrenching love story, but before that, some content will be cut."

'The matter of drinking a bottle of love potion'

'I'm unhappy, I want to take back control.'

'Original body, original body, say something! Why are you just standing there watching?'

'Shut up, all of you! If you say another word, I'll recycle you and then format you!'

If Shion's spiritual world were to be materialized, it would probably be a group of Shions sitting at a table arguing incessantly. Finally, Commander Shion, who was sitting in the main seat and looking deep in thought, suddenly had a flash of white light in her glasses, and then slammed her hand heavily on the table.

"Is it because of my current state that you still don't understand? I'm very sorry for doing this."

"It's difficult," said the black-haired Shion.

Then, Novia gave a smile that said, "I don't care about anything."

"To put your and Ziyuan at ease, I don't need your opinion. Just wait."

Shion gazed into the eyes of her beloved, not because she doubted his meaning, but simply because she was pondering what 'just wait' meant.

"I understand."

Unconsciously, a sense of relief crept into her voice.

How long will it take?

And the answer came out in just the next second, naturally by Novia.

Seeing all this unfold, Ziyuan was speechless. A few seconds later, she patted her face and revealed a frustrated smile.

Shift your mindset.

At this stage, focus your energy on meaningful thinking.

...Since you've already said what needed to be said, then just honestly switch bodies with me. What's with all this French kissing? And Dean, why are you so submissive? Are you really that happy being played with like a brat? You're like a limp, large dog. Where did your reason, your talent, your calculation ability go? You're far too sinful. You should apologize to the first Dean of Atlas Academy!

This is the result of Shion's 'meaningful' thinking at this moment, but it sounds more like an indignant reply.

However, she breathed a sigh of relief afterward, since it was only this far and that was it; she wanted to go a little further...

Now she understood why the dean's face had turned pale and then black when he heard her story; it all stemmed from this inexplicable jealousy...

Afterwards, Novia, who was leading the black-haired Shion out of the last room of the Library of Alexandria, introduced Shion to the people waiting behind the door.

"To put it simply, it's because your instructor, Ms. Shion, accidentally fell into this timeline due to the Burning of Humanity, and inexplicably developed an amazing resonance with the Dean of the Atlas Academy in this era, which caused this singularity. But now it has been resolved by you with the help of Pope Novia? Is that what you mean?"

“You’re absolutely right, Mashu.”

Novia nodded emphatically.

"I see."

Mashu nodded in response.

As for Pope Novia, who was standing to the side, seeing the plausibility in Novia's words, he almost dismissed the idea that "this must be Pope Novia." After all, there was the Atlas Institute's certification and Nero, as her disciple, had shaken his head. Unless the Atlas Institute had some kind of plan with him, and this emperor was willing to cover up for his teacher... But according to history, the relationship between this master and disciple was obviously unusual, so was it really possible?

Not impossible.

Forget it, I'll just leave this era and find somewhere to play games. Anyway, whether it's real or fake, this pope's power will never be harmful to humanity.

Therefore, the gradually dissipating Ninja walked to Ritsuka's side and patted her on the shoulder.

"Master of Chaldea, as you can see, I'm going back to playing games."

"Play, play games?"

"After all, I'm all about efficiency, and I would never waste the time I've accumulated over the years. You can try talking to me, but just don't bother me while I'm playing games..."

At this point, as if remembering something, the Second Prince whispered to Ritsuka to continue.

"If you have any ideas, I still suggest you make a contract first to gain the initiative. This is based on my experience from playing some games."

"...Um, do I have any ideas?"

Ritsuka muttered blankly.

However, this question remained unanswered, because the second generation had already disappeared in the next second.

My thoughts?

In this singularity, I was first treated to a warm welcome by Emperor Nero, then accompanied Novia's advisor to the Sanctuary to unlock the power of 'Pope Novia,' and afterwards I watched as Novia's advisor resolved everything...

Although I wasn't involved in much, since Novia needed me as a medium to use the power of Pope Novia, I guess I could be considered to have participated in everything. So, from that perspective, it's barely acceptable for me to call myself Novia's Master when she uses the Pope's power...

Ah, I know I still want Novia, the advisor, to call me Master. I understand that as a thought, but no matter how I look at it now, it seems impossible for me to do so. After all, the advisor is a Servant who doesn't need any magical energy from a Master.

Moreover, Shion is Novia's advisor and also an instructor she's known for a long time; no matter how you look at it, she seems to have a better chance than me.

"Then, I'll return to the Wandering Sea first."

Just as everyone was about to return to Chaldea, Shion walked up behind them and said this.

Aren't you coming with us?

Novia asked.

Although normally Shion only comes when human reason is frozen, he can accept her coming now.

"There are some conflicting attributes, almost three already..."

When Novia asked her a question, Shion replied calmly.

"what?"