The Primordial Mother Goddess Tiamat has officially descended upon Chaldea!
This was undoubtedly world-shaking news that captured the attention of countless people.
Yet no one expected this powerful Beast of Humanity to completely ignore the two formidable Servants, Mash and Da Vinci.
Instead, her gaze remained fixed solely on the ordinary Dr. Roman.
In each of [Alaya]'s exposure videos, traces of Dr. Roman could be seen.
An ordinary man without any powers had become Chaldea's director, responsible for overseeing operations.
And Nameless, the Master Servant, clearly placed extraordinary trust in him—the kind of trust where they would entrust their lives to each other.
As more videos were exposed, increasing numbers grew curious about the doctor's identity.
Why could such an ordinary person become Chaldea's director?
Why did Nameless, who walked through human history battling terrifying enemies, trust him so completely?
Could there still be unsolved mysteries about him?
Unfortunately, Tiamama's words weren't translated by [Alaya].
The live broadcast officially ended.
As the screen gradually darkened, countless viewers began heated discussions—
[The old Chaldea before the world's reset was in Antarctica, but the current one is in Fuyuki City. Can we go there for a photo op?]
[The name "Tiamat" is so hard to write—not because the strokes are complicated, but because you need to dip your brush in four parts twilight, three parts moonlight, two parts tipsiness, and one part her cuteness!]
[So what exactly did Tiamama say to Dr. Roman? I'm dying to know!]
[Is there a possibility that even the doctor is one of Nameless's alternate accounts?]
[Overthinking it. I'd say the chances of the doctor being the Demon King's alt are way higher than him being Nameless's!]
...
Mash was also feeling a little nervous.
As each exposure video was released, she gradually regained fragments of her memories, no longer the clueless rookie she once was.
In the world before the reset, Chaldea had been the true bastion of humanity's preservation.
And she—just a weak little shield maiden—had always relied on her senpai to protect her.
Through each Singularity and every battle, she had grown stronger.
But no matter what, she could never forget the terror she felt facing Tiamat, the Beast of Humanity, in the Absolute Demonic Front: Babylonia.
A fear so overwhelming, so soul-deep, it surpassed all comprehension.
A being of that caliber inspired nothing but unbearable reverence just by standing near them.
How terrifyingly powerful!
Back then, whenever they fought alongside each other, her senpai had always been by her side, making her fearless.
Fortunately, this time, Tiamat wasn't even looking at her.
Mash clearly saw beads of sweat forming on the doctor's forehead, as if he were struggling with panic.
Indeed, the overwhelming presence of the Primordial Mother Goddess was too much.
Even the usually composed doctor was finding it hard to endure!
Dr. Roman feigned calm as he replied, "As the director of Chaldea, I warmly welcome the arrival of the Primordial Mother Goddess!"
Alarm bells were ringing wildly in his mind.
This was dangerous!
Others might not know his true identity, but through the exposure videos, he had long since realized who he really was.
And now, Tiamat—who clearly saw through him—stood before him.
If his secret got out, it would be game over in an instant.
Tiamat continued to gaze at him calmly.
"Aaaaa (I see. Though you share the same origin as him, you are not him. Who are you, then?)"
Four thousand six hundred years ago, the Demon King had crossed the timeline to descend upon Mesopotamia.
There, he had found her—banished into the void by the gods—and given her a Holy Grail to awaken her slumbering power.
Once awakened, Tiamat had only one thought—
[Return.]
This obsession, unshaken even after millennia of exile, had festered into the deepest, most destructive form of evil.
The Three Goddess Alliance had been orchestrated by the Demon King himself, an attempt to annihilate humanity through the hands of three powerful goddesses.
Among them, the Beast Goddess wielded Tiamat's power, allowing her to mass-produce monstrous beasts and wage a prolonged war against Uruk.
Human history had thus been distorted, giving rise to the Absolute Demonic Front Singularity.
She could have endured the loneliness of the darkness forever—but he had awakened her, offering a glimmer of hope for her return.
This was all the Demon King's fault!
"Though I am the director, I'm just an ordinary doctor, mainly handling logistical work," Dr. Roman replied uneasily.
Ordinary humans—even Heroic Spirits—couldn't understand Tiamat's primordial language.
Yet he could comprehend it effortlessly.
All thanks to his true identity.
Tiamat regarded him with interest.
"That child holds you in high regard. It seems you still have some hidden card up your sleeve."
His gaze swept over his hand, clearly sensing a subtle yet extraordinary power.
It was a force that transcended the gods, surpassed the distant, and truly stood beyond all.
Tiamat, as calm as ever, murmured: "Aaaaa (I will protect humanity alongside that child. Please do not become my enemy.)"
"Moving forward, I look forward to working with you. Let us fight together to protect humanity," Romani Archaman replied, growing increasingly nervous.
Clearly, she had mistaken him for someone connected to the Demon God King and had issued a warning.
After the brief welcoming ceremony concluded,
Romani returned to his room, gulped down several glasses of water in a hurry, and quickly logged into his account on a certain pink-hued app, searching for Merlin's private messages.
Then,
he swiftly typed out a line—
"Merlin! My identity is about to be exposed! What do I do? Please help me! Online and desperate!"
In such a dire moment, the only one he could turn to was this angelic, adorable virtual idol.
He couldn't think of anyone else to ask for help.
Ding-dong~
The other party, seemingly online 24/7, instantly replied—
[Hmm☆ Why not just reveal everything and start over by reincarnating?]
It's over!
Romani stared at the reply, his panic reaching its peak.
If his true identity were exposed, he would undoubtedly be despised and hated by everyone.
At that point, he would never again enjoy the simple happiness of living as an ordinary human.
His peaceful life in Chaldea would be utterly shattered!
Only now did Romani truly understand why Nameless had always concealed his identity—clearly, he too had wanted to leave the battles behind and embrace a normal life.
What should he do?
What should he do?
What should he do?
The seventy-two Demon Gods were his own legacy, a calamity that had brought humanity to the brink of destruction.
He had caused so much trouble for the Master, forcing them to fight desperately time and time again.
He must hate me to the core, right?
"Thankfully, I still have one last card!"
Romani looked at the ring on his finger and took a deep breath.
This was all his fault—he had to make amends, no matter the cost!
Meanwhile.
Hidden in Academy City, Merlin grinned. "That guy is really scared out of his wits!"
As a candidate for Grand Caster, he naturally understood Tiamat's words.
After all,
during the Singularity 4,600 years ago, he had used his supreme illusions to prolong Tiamat's slumber.
However, after Nameless defeated and conquered the Beast of Gaia, she fully awakened—and promptly obliterated his projected avatar with a single slap.
His true self had no choice but to flee from Avalon, traversing time and space in a desperate, endless Grand marathon.
Now, seeing the doctor terrified by Tiamat, Merlin couldn't help but gloat.
And within his Clairvoyance,
the King of Heroes, who also possessed Clairvoyance, laughed heartily. "Hahaha! How amusing! That fool still thinks he can hide his identity!"
Clairvoyance naturally sensed Clairvoyance.
The three Grand-class magi with Clairvoyance were all fully aware of each other's identities.
Or rather,
they could use their Clairvoyance to observe—and even converse—with one another.
To put it bluntly, they had formed a three-person Clairvoyance group chat!
Gilgamesh clutched his stomach, roaring with laughter.
Earlier, he had been genuinely worried Tiamat would come for his head.
Now, this doctor had drawn Tiamat's attention for him, making him burst into laughter instantly.
Gilgamesh laughed so hard his stomach hurt and had to stop: "Merlin, shouldn't you be the one comforting him at a time like this?"
Earlier, his best friend had forced Merlin to drink the Mother's Drowning—probably for Romani Archaman's sake.
Gilgamesh was rather curious.
His world-restarting best friend must have known the other's true identity, so why didn't he harbor any hatred at all?
Instead, he cared deeply—
even more than he cared for him!
What exactly happened after that?
"Hmph, I'm not Merlin the Magus☆Mari, why would I go comfort that disgusting otaku?" Merlin rolled his eyes.
He still hadn't settled the score for being forced to drink the Mother's Drowning earlier.
Once everything was exposed, he'd definitely make trouble for the doctor and Nameless.
None of them would escape!
Tamamo-no-Mae looked at him strangely: "What are you doing?"
"Oh, I just thought of something funny," Merlin replied casually.
Naturally, he couldn't tell her about the Clairvoyance chat group.
He still had to be somewhat wary of this fox spirit.
"Was it really that funny?"