It is said that when Joan of Arc went on an expedition to the Singularity, two people were left behind at the Singularity.
One is Mr. Moriarty, who declares that he is not fit to fight. The other is Brynhildr, who is used to guard Moriarty and is also specially arranged by Black Joan to prevent her from following her.
However, this coquettish old man took out a black mirror that seemed to be burning with blazing flames from somewhere, and showed it to Brünnhilde. Brünnhilde kept watching everyone fighting with the followers, and then
Seeing Siegfried die in internal strife, I was anxious.
Then, this coquettish old man muttered just right: "It's too bad. In this case, the combat effectiveness must be insufficient!"
Then Brünnhilde made a decisive decision and rushed to assist her sister.
Then there is the above expansion.
That……
What about without Brünnhilde?
In the singularity where Black Joan was, Professor Moriarty touched his mustache, shrugged, and showed a sinister smile.
That kind of smile is the expression of a criminal who can be directly convicted and sentenced to death even if there is no physical evidence if it is photographed.
"Mathematics is the most precise subject. As long as you dabble in the right conditions, everything will produce the results as expected. Don't you think so? Sesshōin. Or should I call you - Catherine?"
"Hehehe, whatever the name is is fine, Professor. Hehehe."
With a very charming laugh, the woman dressed in black gradually revealed her figure as if her body was gradually emerging from transparency.
It was the woman who had clashed with Chaldea several times, Catherine.
At the same time, it seems that he also has the name Sesshōin Kiara.
"Hmph, that's right. For evil leaders like us, it doesn't matter what their name is. It's better to say that being nameless is more helpful."
Moriarty smiled slightly, shook his head, took the Holy Grail on the throne to the ground aside, and made a gesture to sit down. Catherine bowed slightly to him, sat down gracefully, and said with a smile:
"The professor is really a gentleman."
"Well, I am an evil gentleman after all - although the real reason is that my old waist cannot sit on such a hard chair."
"Professor really loves to joke. Aren't you very lively when using your Noble Phantasm? Why did you suddenly say such discouraging words?"
"You have no idea how long I have to calculate before using a Noble Phantasm... No matter it's the strength or arc of the jump, the recoil of shooting or the distance to the opponent, it's all troublesome to think about it. I don't want to fight... I'm evil
Chief, it’s not my style to fight on the front lines.”
Halfway through the sentence, Professor Moriarty's tone became more and more depressed. In line with his identity, he was... unusually happy.
"Well, let's not talk about this anymore."
Moriarty used these words as a transformation, and the previous image of the cute little old man disappeared.
"This is a place where Chaldea cannot monitor. Here we can freely exchange information."
"Hmm, you are indeed a professor. Is this also included in your calculations?"
"Humph, of course. But now I'm more concerned about how the situation is over there."
"Ah, at least what he said is still lively. It shouldn't be a problem if he persists for a few months. Do you want to listen? Leave a message?"
As Catherine spoke, she took out something similar to a phonograph in her hand. Because it was very big, it looked unusually joyful. It was also equipped with a large speaker that looked like a horn. It looked like an antique that had been eliminated in the last century.
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"How should I put it? That person really likes these big and useless things. Miniaturized mass production is obviously the mainstream, well, forget it. Just listen and see."
Moriarty placed the phonograph's scraper on the black collagen sheet above.
[Hmm, this way my voice can be conveyed. Professor.]
"Well, His Majesty the Emperor is good at everything, but he likes huge things that I can't understand. The performance is indeed worth looking forward to."
[Everything is fine with me. Professor, just feel free to make layout plans in Chaldea over there. Depending on the situation, I will send servants there again. Well, I allow you to use this as much as you like.
intelligence.】
"Gone?"
Moriarty raised his eyebrows, showing a somewhat regretful expression.
This communication sounds no different from playing charades.
"No more. His Majesty the Emperor, despite what he said is simple, in fact, it has reached its limit. At most, it will only take two or three months."
"Huh, it reminds me of the time when I tried to solve the Millennium Problem. And, is there a time limit..."
"Is there enough time, Professor?"
"Hahaha, no problem."
Moriarty laughed and pushed up his glasses.
"If I am the [evil side], then two months will definitely not be enough. But... haha, this time, I am [Chaldea's Moriarty]. That is, [the flavor of justice]. Since
He is a righteous planner and is on Chaldea's side. There are a lot of things I can do. Don't worry, two months. There will definitely be no problem. Hahaha."
Moriarty smiled playfully.
"And...as for how to make full use of this information...hehehe, I also have an idea. But then I have to leave it to [that person] and [you]."
"Haha, if it's for [humanity], I won't begrudge my power!"
Catherine said this, giggling.
Moriarty knew very well that she was not joking.
This woman is an out-and-out savior.
Catherine, or [Seshoin Kiara] is the [true savior], a [Bodhisattva] who does not contain any distracting thoughts and desires to save mankind.
However, there is only one fatal contradiction.
That is, for the Sesshoin, only [you] can be considered [human]. Others are just creatures with human appearance, which are essentially the same as cats, dogs, flowers, birds, fish and insects.
When humans are happy, or to appease themselves, they will keep cats and dogs in captivity and treat them well. But they will never treat them as their own kind. Treating them well is also out of
The level of [feeding].
To put it bluntly, it is to satisfy one's own mood of "raising something".
Sesshoin is such a person.
Moriarty quickly understood the meaning.
"Then, Professor, I'm going to go find Goetia-chan first. This will probably be the last time we meet during [Human Incineration]."
"It doesn't matter, in the criminal formula we wrote, you are important [x], Ms. Sesshōin."
"Then, I'm looking forward to it."
Moriarty bowed slightly to her, and the woman in black sitting on the chair instantly turned into a ball of black fire and disappeared. Moriarty raised his head, and under the frame was a pair of evil eyes.
"Fujimaru Ritsuka... no matter what method I use, I will definitely complete my plan this time."