"Is there anything Fran can do for me?"

How do I access London's city information website? Thank you.

"Kuonji-nai... what does Miss want to search for? Fran can go and search first, okay?"

While tinkering with Kuonji's very old-fashioned communication device, Fran bought a temporary account on a city shopping website. "Fran, my account is a super VIP. I can find all the messages in less than a second!"

"Hmm... Meridelle Archerlot, can you find any information about this person?"

"Eh?"

Fran couldn't help but blink again.

That's right.

Meridelle Archerlot is a member of the Archerlot family, one of the twelve monarchs of the Clock Tower. She is a descendant of the Coal Witch of the Industrial Revolution and later became the monarch of the Plant Family. After the Clock Tower disbanded with the arrival of the new era, she was extremely carefree and developed her career as an idol in the White Tower District, which admired detectives. Unfortunately, her career did not go well, so she went to the Abandoned City District and successfully became a super idol singer.

Because his ancestor, the Coal Witch, had helped Henry Jekyll make elixirs, Fran could be considered to have a somewhat distant relationship with her.

The reason is simple: according to Henry Jekyll's own "Heroic Spirit Legacy Chronicles," the reason he conducted the personality separation experiment was entirely Moriarty's fault, which indirectly led to his suicide by poisoning to deal with Hyde. He can be considered one of Professor X's victims.

"Ms. Kuonji, are you also a fan of Ume?"

"...Just friends."

Lydia was Pearl's playmate from her time in England.

"Is this like this?"

Fran's gaze drifted away, then he pretended to cough twice.

"So, Fran, have you found it yet?"

"Yes, yes, she has a concert in the Abandoned Capital District tonight. Fran actually bought the tickets a long time ago. Since there's no time like the present, let's all go to Miss Mei's concert! It's fantastic!"

……

It was a dark place, but to put it simply, it was as dim as if the electricity bill hadn't been paid in a long time.

The shop, filled with the strong aroma of hamburgers and fried chicken, is a modern-style hamburger joint that has been passed down from the old days. At this moment, there are two people who might be mistaken for a mother and daughter if outsiders saw them.

"That damn woman actually made us eat this."

"But it tastes really good!"

"Shut up! That unhealthy food was fed to the dogs by that damn woman!"

Despite saying that, the silver-haired woman continued to eat her hamburger seriously. In her arms was a girl who looked similar to her. Dozens of hamburger wrappers were scattered around them. Although the portions were large, neither of them showed any signs of being full.

Considering their true identities, this is perhaps to be expected.

A special existence named Jeanne Alter and her Lily.

As Black Jeanne opened the freshly frozen cola, she couldn't help but burp. Lying in this food and atmosphere, she felt as if the passage of time had become distorted.

finally--

"Piercing Woman, you two have certainly eaten a lot. I'm curious, will you eat yourself to death if you keep eating?"

A sound came from the other end of the hamburger shop.

"Ugh, haha, even sacred things have turned black! There's a limit to how disgusting it can be! For the dignified King of Britain to live in such a filthy and chaotic place is laughable! It's utterly disgusting!"

"Oh... I didn't expect Your Excellency to have become like this. It seems it's no wonder you fled from Paris in such a sorry state."

Artoria Alter, also eating a hamburger and holding a dog, slowly walked over. Her originally sharp expression softened slightly when she saw the gaze that Jeanne d'Arc Alter was giving her.

"Don't get me wrong, I'm not angry, on the contrary, I'm very happy. After all, this woman is worth beating up in every sense. It seems that I won't be bored after picking you up."

Just a few days ago, Saber Alter caught two people while fishing in the Thames near the ruins of the city. They were obviously smuggled Servants and should have been reported to the city, but Saber Alter had no interest in doing so. She simply threw them into a burger shop and fed them burgers and made them drink cola.

"correct."

While eating her hamburger, the black-haired girl continued with her unchanged expression, "Holmes just died, and the White Tower District has already started analyzing who the murderer might be."

"Oh, Holmes is dead? What does that have to do with me? And who is this guy?! I don't know him..."

"What I mean is, barring any unforeseen circumstances, the guards in London will be even tighter soon."

With the empty Coke glass tilted slightly, Black Jeanne said, "You heartless woman, you'd better just say what you mean."

"Don't get arrested as a suspicious person."

Blackie's eyes peered through the lid at Jeanne d'Arc, and he continued, "Of course, it doesn't matter whether you live or die, the most important thing is not to implicate Jeanne d'Arc."

"...Hmm, I know that."

Alter Jeanne did not immediately answer Alter Saber's question, but instead stood up and crossed her arms over her chest.

She tilted her head slightly until it almost touched her shoulder, and finally gave this answer: "Well, when I went out today, that dark-skinned Mary was chatting with me and I got a few tickets to some kind of concert. Consider it payment for you, you disgusting woman, for saving me and her earlier."

"It's unbelievable that you, the piercing woman, could say something like that."

"It's so noisy!"

Chapter 491 Never Forget You Will Die Someday.

"Hey! Welcome to purchase concert tickets for a super☆British beauty like Lady Lydia, who is my absolute favorite and incredibly popular!"

Several times louder than the rain in Baidu District, a pink-haired woman, like the embodiment of a storm, stood on the stage holding a microphone, accompanied by the clattering sound of her boots, which sounded like she was showing off.

"Phew, and remember this: there's nothing Lady Lydia can't do. Just say the word, and I can come here in a missile, even if I'm on the other side of the world!"

Despite the new era's rules strictly prohibiting flying objects in the sky, Lydia, a childhood friend of Pearl and the former monarch of the Clock Tower's plant family, who was all pink and sparkly, still banged her microphone with a cheering stick.

"The most transcendent witch in history, the undisputed No. 1 idol in the association—those who didn't buy tickets will definitely regret it when they get back, right? Regretful, right? It's an unimaginable surprise, isn't it? Yes, it's only natural!"

Suddenly, Lydia felt goosebumps on the back of her neck, as if some familiar presence was watching her from somewhere.

Lydia quietly peered around, trying to avoid being detected, but her presence was lost in the noisy audience and impossible to track.

This made her wonder if it was some haters who disliked her, or perhaps a magician who was dissatisfied with her life after the association disbanded.

At that moment, on the edge of the first audience seat, which Lydia herself didn't immediately notice, Yuzhu quietly asked Fran, who had brought her and the others in, "...Let me ask you first, Lydia, is she like this now?"

Amazing.

The scene that made the expressionless Grandma Kuonji truly impatient was something Fran never dreamed of.

However, Fran quickly suppressed his surprise and answered seriously:

"Miss Mei's singing style is always like this, and even her remarks on the city intelligence network are very much in line with her persona."

Yu-chu sighed and didn't say anything more.

In the 1980s, shortly after Yuzu and Aoko teamed up to deal with Touko, the two joined forces to defeat the attacking Lidel. After all, the side story of Magical Night hinted that Lidel lost to the two of them together, and according to the relationship between the Botany family and the First Law, it is highly likely that Lidel came with the same purpose as Touko.

"Excuse me, I need to go out for a bit."

After a while, after saying those words, Arijou got up and left. Then, while the others were listening quietly, Arijou, Erijou, James, and the others overheard the conversation of the audience around them.

"...Fire? In Baidu District?"

"Where in Whitetown? Hillingdon? Or Sutton?"

"It looks like the Whitechapel area."

Whitechapel?

Whitechapel is in London's East End, the very place where Jack the Ripper committed his crimes.

This prompted Eri, who had connections with Jack in Shinjuku, to lean out and try to peek at the phone in the hand of the audience member who was speaking.

However, at that moment, James handed over the phone expressionlessly: "It's a Command Seal theft."

The screen was playing videos privately uploaded to the city's intelligence network, real-time footage of the fire scene.

The churches in the Whitechapel district were shrouded in smoke from the fire.

A person transformed into a fireball emerged from the billowing smoke. Although the fireball was burned beyond recognition, he continued walking as if nothing had happened. He walked into the yards of other houses near the church, thus fueling the fire.

The video feed shook a few times before being cut off.

In addition, other people on the intelligence network uploaded photos of trams stopped in place due to fires on city streets.

Later, uneasy commotion arose throughout the audience. This reaction was not surprising, as many in the audience already knew that Holmes had died at noon.

"Not only that, I heard that there was a fatal accident in front of the central platform in London, with out-of-control buses running rampant on the level crossing, and even trams coming to an abrupt stop."

At this very moment, unexpected events are simultaneously occurring in various areas of the detective city of London.

Suddenly, Eri felt a tingling pain creeping across the inside of her wrist. This was the evil spirit on her body sensing the thick aura of death and beginning to stir.

She quickly pressed her wrist, from which black blood was seeping out, and the spiritual barrier turned into a wound that split open.

We'd managed to suppress it before, but now...

This reminded Erise of when she met Hela, when the evil spirits were just as restless. Could it be...?

Just then, Eri heard a voice from the seat next to her: "Interesting? Is this a coincidence? If that's the case, you should know that the realm of death is gradually spreading from these fortresses. Anyone who has ever experienced 'death' is my child, my most beloved child."

A rather inexplicable remark reached Eri's ears. When she subconsciously looked at the seat next to her, she realized that it was a female servant with white hair and dark skin, horns on her head. Her every move was slow and seemed to be filled with slime, but her voice was as cute as that of a young girl.

For some reason, when faced with the extremely high concentration of death aura, Eri's 'instinct' that had once been hidden in her bloodline and manifested once began to tremble.

"Wait, your aura? Hehehe, so that's how it is! After all, some people have really bad memories, but all we need to do is awaken her forgotten death."

The female servant quietly chewed on a withered wrist. With the crunching sound of bones breaking, the Command Seals on her wrist gradually faded and became more and more withered. In other words, she was eating Command Seals.

"Never forget that you will die eventually."

These words were like a declaration, causing Eri to close her eyes amidst the noisy concert. When she opened her eyes again, her pupils contracted sharply into vertical lines, just like before, and her waist-length black hair fell to her ankles, the ends of which were wreathed in pale phosphorescence.

However, compared to her initial cold smile when she first appeared, her expression now became stiff.

because--

"The Throne of Heroes has been distorted, and the Holy Grail has long been filled with black mud that deceives all living beings."

After uttering those familiar words, the female Servant who had just taken the Command Seal stood up, her appearance completely different from before.

Human beings were perfect from the very beginning.

From the very beginning, it possessed both reason and madness, kindness and malice, courage and cowardice, integrity and lies.

So all that's needed is—death.

It's not about becoming a guide for humanity, but simply standing behind them, giving them death, and letting death propel them forward with all their might.

"The sun will soon set in the west, and the time to recreate daylight has come. The rising daylight will shatter the night, just as men show their femininity and women their masculinity. Humans, leave the great fortresses, for death has come to greet you, and the cycle of physics must be broken."

Ecclesiastes, Old Testament:

Everything has its appointed time; every task in the world has its time.

There is a time to be born and a time to die; a time to plant and a time to uproot what has been planted. And who knows whether the spirit of man ascends or the spirit of the animal descends into the earth?

The eternally present Venerable One, riding in the sky, displays his majesty and glory, traversing the firmament, wishing that all beings may live on and never perish.

……

Let's go back to when Yuju walked out of the audience.

Since she quickly realized that the person on stage was not Lydia herself, but a mysterious projection created through magic or some other means, Yuzhu really didn't want to continue listening. So she left the audience area and went to the outer edge of the concert hall.

Although it is indoors, the space is very spacious. The towering arched roof is an exquisite imitation of the style of Victorian architecture. There are many small vendors operating against the wall, and a few locals are also scattered in the shops.

Some people watched the concert broadcast on the screens outside as a snack with their drinks, chatting and laughing as they drank.

Although Yuzhu and Lidel haven't seen each other much since the establishment of the new era, seeing her like this, despite being very impatient, is enough.

Just then, a pink-haired woman wearing sunglasses walked up to Yuzhu: "I knew it was you, you fairytale girl! Are you trying to ostracize me? You came to London without even telling me!"

The person who came was none other than Lydia herself. She must have disguised herself and came out as soon as she sensed that familiar, strange gaze.

"Just arrived."

"Just arrived? Fairy Tale Girl, you're really unlucky. After all, Sherlock Holmes just died today, so it's not convenient for you to go anywhere else now."

"Ok, I know."

Yuzhu's hair suddenly turned silver, "After all, I was there at the time."

Seeing that the Demon King had possessed her again without her consent, Yuzhu just sighed. As long as Eri Se didn't see it, she didn't care about anything else.

Since the incident with Louis XVII, her attitude towards demonic possession has softened considerably, especially since things have become quite ordinary during the four months that Eri was in a coma.

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