The girl looked as delicate as a doll.
And like a doll, she showed not a trace of emotion.
The audience grew increasingly curious, utterly unable to comprehend why she would appear in such a place.
However.
The girl looked at Nameless and spoke plainly. "Now, will you come with me?"
As a miraculous existence linked to the "Root" since birth,
she had mastered in mere years what even the most genius magicians could only achieve in a lifetime.
Connected to the Root, she was more omniscient and omnipotent than any god.
To add some unpredictability to her life, she deliberately avoided foreseeing the future.
But it was useless.
Omniscience and omnipotence made it impossible for her to live like an ordinary person.
Love, familial bonds, friendship, hatred, affection—
None of the emotions that humans should possess could be found in her.
To her, life was as dull and tasteless as a blank sheet of paper.
Until.
She saw an extraordinary boy.
One whose origins were special, who walked countless timelines simultaneously—the most inconceivable existence imaginable.
Even she, linked to the Root, could not see through him in the slightest.
Unknown.
Mystery.
Words long erased from her dictionary now stood before her once more.
And in that instant, Manaka Sajyou was captivated.
She became obsessed, frantically peering into his life, watching his experiences across countless singularities.
The more she learned, the more mystery and the unknown shrouded him.
And so.
When he activated the Star Holy Grail and dragged Goetia with him into the Root—
Manaka Sajyou appeared before him.
"If you come with me, I can help you create the perfect world you desire."
She extended her hand in invitation. "So, will you walk into the future with me?"
"You are the Princess of the Root. The one who stands by your side must naturally be one who has reached the truth."
Nameless glanced at his body, which was on the verge of dissipating, then looked at the slender hand extended toward him.
Yet he did not take it.
With a soft laugh, he said, "A pity. I must keep fighting—just an ordinary man struggling in vain."
"Abandon me. All the loneliness beyond the night belongs to me alone."
All he had to do was nod slightly.
All disasters, all battles, all desperate struggles would vanish from his life.
But he couldn't do it.
In this world, he already had countless friends and loved ones.
He was no longer alone.
To knowingly let countless others face destruction while he alone lived free—
He truly couldn't do it.
If he could have, he would have given up becoming a Master from the start, abandoned his juniors, the doctor, and the others…
Sajyou Manaka's eyes, once hollow like a doll's, flickered faintly for the first time. "Loneliness… I don't even have the right to feel lonely."
Omniscient and omnipotent from birth, she, like King Solomon, had become a doll devoid of human emotions.
"Omnipotence… is indeed a disaster for humanity."
Nameless gazed at her with deep pity and murmured, "That doctor could still choose to let go of everything. But you… you can't even let go."
"Then… will you save me?" Sajyou Manaka tilted her head slightly, looking up at the young man.
"When I fulfill my final mission, the world will be completely remade," Nameless replied. "If you still remember me then… come find me."
After making his wish upon the Star Grail,
the Counter Force—Alaya—intervened, granting him one more year borrowed from the Root.
In that year,
he would fully restore the Lostbelt and reboot the Earth destined for human extinction.
"Alright~"
Sajyou Manaka agreed calmly.
When that time came, she would prepare breakfast, lunch, and dinner for him every day.
The survival of human history meant nothing to her…
Huum…
The Swirl of the Root slowly churned.
The radiant Star Grail shimmered with multicolored light, silently carrying Nameless away.
Then—
Sajyou Manaka turned her gaze into the distance.
The camera followed her line of sight.
There lay the collapsing Singularity at the End of the World.
Upon a grand and imposing throne rested ten rings gathered together—
the Ten Rings bestowed upon Solomon by [God], symbols of his omnipotence.
Having willingly relinquished everything to become Romani Archaman, he no longer needed them.
And since Goetia had been dragged into mutual destruction with Nameless, the rings were likewise unnecessary.
The throne, once the core of all schemes and the ultimate seat of the mastermind,
now stood utterly empty.
Just then—
Footsteps echoed.
A hand reached into the frame, mana glimmering as it picked up one of the rings.
The comment section exploded—
[Holy shit, Nameless reviving was expected, but how the hell did Goetia come back?!]
[They clearly took each other out. If Nameless didn't die, Goetia couldn't have either, right?]
[So the Root Princess Sajyou Manaka saved Nameless? Then Goetia must've revived himself?]
[What even is the Root Princess's deal? Can she just freely access the Root?]
[Man, I kinda feel bad for Nameless. He turned down the Root Princess's offer and still chose to come back and save us…]
[Yes, even though he claims he just wants to laze around and slack off, he still can't help worrying about us. Instant tears!]
...
Outside the video.
Rin Tohsaka stared at the screen with uncertainty: "So, what exactly is the identity of this Root Princess?"
She had seen Illyasviel, the Lesser Grail, and Miyu, as well as the omniscient King Solomon.
But this was something entirely new.
That was the Root—the ultimate source of truth pursued by countless magi.
The three great families—Tohsaka, Einzbern, and Matou—spared no expense in holding the Holy Grail War precisely to gather the souls of Servants and open a path to the Root.
How could someone be connected to the Root from childhood?
Are you the child of the Root?
"It is indeed strange. Even we gods cannot achieve such a thing," Ereshkigal mused, equally puzzled.
Gods, after all, merely wield more powerful magecraft.
Mastering True Magic, which surpasses miracles, is an exceedingly difficult feat.
The Five Great Magics encompass incredible powers such as world creation and the materialization of souls.
Ishtar frowned slightly: "In comparison, I'm more curious about what Goetia will do."
[The Time Temple]—this was a reality marble forged by Goetia and the 72 Demon Gods.
It could be called the closest thing to True Magic, nearly forming its own microcosm.
Apart from Nameless, who relied on Spiritron Transfer, and the fully powered King Solomon, no one else could enter it.
Only the mighty Demon God King Goetia remained.
Judging from the video title and previous deductions, the one who took the ring was undoubtedly Goetia!
The question was—
Out of the ten rings, why did He only take one?
"Indeed, if Goetia were to revive and return, He would undoubtedly destroy the world without hesitation, right?" Rin Tohsaka was equally puzzled.
That Demon God King had undergone the ultimate transformation, becoming the legendary planetary consciousness.
Directly comparable to—
No, surpassing the collective self-preservation instinct of humanity!
The status and authority of [Alaya] were indeed transcendent, yet it could never directly mobilize all its power.
It could only entrust [Nameless] as its proxy to protect humanity.
But after Goetia became the planetary consciousness, He could freely wield the entire power of the Earth.
Against such overwhelming might, humanity was nothing but a swarm of weak ants, utterly powerless to resist!
Ereshkigal bit her lip. "Everything will be revealed soon."
That was Goetia—powerful enough to drive one to despair.
How on earth did Nameless manage to restrain Him?
Clearly, it must have come at a terrifying, unimaginable cost!
The video continued.
The scene shifted to Chaldea.
In the initial explosion, Director Olga Marie of Chaldea, who had been killed by the Grand Order Bomber, appeared on screen.
Strangely enough—
The Director in the footage looked particularly unusual.
She lay on an experimental table, as if treated like a lab rat.
Countless bizarre white arms stretched toward her, wrapping her tightly within.
The entire scene was filled with eerie horror.
It sent chills down the spines of the viewers.
Speculations ran wild—what exactly had happened?
Had the Director, like the little shield maiden Mash, suffered inhuman, forbidden human experiments?
The scene flashed by.
It returned to the previous finale of the Temple of Time: Solomon.
Chaldea, celebrating Christmas, was adorned in vibrant red.
Knock, knock, knock—
A knocking sound rang out.
Mash hurried over and opened the door, her face lighting up with joy. "Senpai!?"
"Yeah, Mash, I'm back," the other person replied with a smile.
Indeed, this person was none other than Nameless!
He had stepped into the Root with Goetia, yet returned through a miracle defying the heavens.
Dr. Roman's hand trembled slightly as he gently placed it on Nameless' shoulder. "Welcome ba—"
"Gudako, long time no see," Da Vinci chimed in, equally delighted.
A white phantom suddenly darted out from within.
It landed on Nameless' shoulder.
It was Fou.
Gently nuzzling Nameless' cheek, it cried, "Fou... Fou (Wow, Gudako, I missed you so much!)"
Everyone erupted in celebration.
The final Singularity had been successfully resolved, and the last missing person had returned.
The festive atmosphere, originally meant to dispel sorrow, grew even more jubilant.
After the examination—
Dr. Roman looked at Nameless with profound sorrow. "Gudako, your body..."
"What's wrong with Senpai?" Mash tensed instantly.
Returning from the Root—how could it come without a price?
Nameless waved his hand, reassuring the little shield maiden. "Don't worry, I'm fine."
However—
Da Vinci's lips quivered before she let out a heavy sigh. "Your Spirit Origin... it's shattered!"
Even worse—
This injury originated from the Root itself, making it utterly irreparable!
"Your body is in far worse condition than Mash's ever was!" Dr. Roman's face was filled with self-reproach.
The other's body resembled a shattered doll forcibly pieced back together.
Any exertion of powerful strength would cause it to break apart once more.
Moreover, this destruction stemmed from the collapse of his origin, which would lead to the complete erasure of his existence!
Just like when Dr. Roman chose to unleash his first Noble Phantasm, being utterly forgotten by everyone!
Yet Nameless showed no trace of sorrow, instead offering an apologetic smile: "Sorry, from now on I might have to rely on you all more."
"Senpai, I'm here for you!" Mash responded without hesitation.
After he had sacrificed everything for her without regard for the cost, it was only natural she would pledge her heart to protect her senpai!
Fou gently licked his cheek: "Fou... fou (Do you need my help?)"
"Yes, I'll be counting on your assistance from now on." Nameless smiled as he patted the heads of the little shieldmaiden and the small beast.
The shattered spiritual foundation was merely one of the prices he paid for returning from the Root.
Now, just like Mash in the past, he had only one year left.
If he couldn't breach the numerous Lostbelts by then, humanity would face complete annihilation!
Da Vinci smiled brightly: "Gudao-chan, the seven Masters of Team A who were put into a coma by Lev's destruction will awaken to join you in saving humanity! This will greatly lighten your burden!"
"Join me in saving humanity?" Nameless' expression turned subtly complex.
"Actually, the seven candidates of Team A represent Chaldea's strongest trump cards. You... well, you're more outstanding!"
Da Vinci didn't hesitate to offer praise.
In truth,
these seven individuals possessed origins, statuses, and talents that were terrifyingly formidable.
They represented a gathering of the most monstrous geniuses.
While Nameless was merely an ordinary Master who had been accidentally dragged into this, yet he had accomplished miracles beyond imagination.
Yes, no one had placed any expectations on Nameless initially.
It was only after Lev's bombs destroyed everything that they had no choice but to make Nameless the sole savior Master.
Nameless' expression grew increasingly complicated: "Are you certain these seven people can assist me in saving the world?"
"Absolutely!"
Da Vinci pulled up a holographic projection and began brief introductions.
Pointing at the blond-haired man, she said: "The first is Kirschtaria Wodime, head of the Astromancy Department at the Clock Tower's twelve faculties, and captain of Team A."
A prodigious genius from a millennium-old family who embodied the ideal of a Lord even more than Olga Marie.
Next appeared,
the second member - a woman wearing an eyepatch.
"This is Ophelia Phamrsolone, who possesses powerful Mystic Eyes and equally formidable talent."
One by one, Da Vinci listed and briefly introduced each Master of Team A.
The viewers watching the footage hadn't paid much attention at first.
But when Da Vinci introduced the final member, everyone was shocked.
Because,
the image showed a literary young girl wearing black-framed glasses, quietly holding a book.
"Her name is Hinako Akuta, formerly a Chaldea technician who was selected as a Master candidate due to her exceptional talent."
Da Vinci explained: "She's a very quiet girl who always hides in corners reading books."
At this point,
Dr. Roman couldn't help but complain: "She never accepts my health examinations, doesn't trust me at all."
The spectators instantly burst into laughter—
[Damn, I didn't get it until seeing others, but everything makes sense the moment this "quiet" girl appears!]
[No wonder Nameless looked so strange - Group A is full of traitors!]
[Hahaha, feel bad for Nameless. This isn't help, it's actively sabotaging him!]
[Angry old Jiezi, ready to throw hands! I'll never forget her signature self-detonation move - so very quiet indeed!]
[If Kāi Hīko is at immortal level, what earth-shattering identities do the other six have?]
In the real Chaldea.
Kāi Hīko, who had been quietly watching the video, looked slightly embarrassed.
Her early appearance in "Lostbelt: Qin" had been... particularly "impressive."
This video clip instantly made her the center of attention.
She'd come to Chaldea purely to see if she could find Nameless.
Who could've guessed Nameless was that ordinary Master Fujimaru Ritsuka!
The greatest tragedy in life is standing before the person you seek, yet not recognizing them.
Mash asked with concern: "So what identities do the other six have?"
This seemingly ordinary literature girl Kāi Hīko was actually Yu Ji, an immortal from the Qin Dynasty over two thousand years ago.
She could casually use her body as a nuclear bomb to devastate enemies, then revive effortlessly.
Her power was downright terrifying.
This made Mash worry even more about her senpai.
With his Spirit Origin already shattered from severe injuries, how had he ever faced such monsters?
"I must admit, I'm not the strongest. Not even Nameless at his peak could compare," Kāi Hīko answered softly.
This was a truth she had to acknowledge.
Proud as she was, after witnessing that overwhelming power, she still had to admit her inferiority.
Not even the mighty Nameless could inspire such soul-shaking awe in her.
"That's... too strong..."
Mash was momentarily stunned.
At his peak, her senpai could summon versions of himself from parallel worlds.
Unleashing power that surpassed even the gods, capable of defeating the evils of humanity.
Could it be that among these seven members of Team A, there existed a monster capable of crafting planets with their bare hands?
Da Vinci also frowned. "I genuinely had no idea about any of this back then. I only wanted to lighten Nameless's burden."
Nameless had fought his way through the Singularities, only to return with his Spirit Origin shattered and grievously wounded.
She had hoped that these powerful Master candidates could assist Nameless in safeguarding human history.
Yet, to her utter shock, it seemed all seven of them were traitors!
"To my shame, I didn't know either at the time," Romani Archaman admitted with even greater helplessness.
Now he understood why Kadoc had refused medical check-ups—clearly, it was to avoid exposing his true identity.
The other six members of Team A were obviously hiding their own secrets as well.
Under the complex gazes of the group, the footage continued.
Nameless sighed softly. "Then, let's first check if there's anyone inside the coffins."
"Anyone?" Da Vinci murmured in slight confusion.
Then, they opened the seven coffins, intending to awaken the Master candidates.
But all seven coffins were completely empty!
"Impossible! What in the world is going on?" Romani exclaimed in shock.
Nameless's expression turned grave. "Just as I saw in the future—run, now!"
But it was already too late.
A group of formidable enemies suddenly stormed into Chaldea, tearing through all defenses.
In this dire moment, Sherlock Holmes, who had previously appeared in the Absolute Demonic Front: Babylonia, made another sudden entrance.
"Have I kept you waiting? But fear not—as a detective, it is my duty to resolve crises!" Holmes declared with a smile.
Guided by him, the group fled without hesitation.
With victory seemingly within reach, Da Vinci allowed herself a moment of relief. "Just one last step… Once we escape—"
Boom!
A hand abruptly pierced through all her magical defenses, aiming to crush her heart.
At the critical moment, Nameless swung Mash's shield, shielding Da Vinci and saving her once more.
But the impact sent him flying several meters, blood spewing from his mouth.
Having just returned from the Root, exhausted and without rest, he was thrust into battle again.
Had he not intervened, Da Vinci's Spirit Origin would have been obliterated—an utterly unacceptable sacrifice.
Amidst the chaos, the group didn't even glance at their assailant, fleeing without hesitation.
They boarded a container and hurtled down the 6,000-meter-high snowy mountain in a desperate escape.
As they fled, a mysterious voice from Chaldea echoed—
"We hereby issue a proclamation to all of humanity!"
"Human civilization is flawed! Our growth is flawed!"
"Thus, we have resolved to rise against Pan-Human History!"
"Once more, we shall return this planet to the Age of Gods!"
"The gods have descended from the distant cosmos, selecting the final rulers of humanity through seven seeds."
"These seven seeds shall compete across seven Lostbelts to determine the ultimate victor."
"From this moment forth, all of the old humanity shall be frozen! We shall purge you of your sins!"
"I am Kirschtaria Wodime, speaking on behalf of the seven Crypters—"
"Pan-Human History ends in 2018!"
"You have been eliminated! The history of this planet shall now be inherited by us!"
At the same moment his voice rang out.
The scene before them abruptly turned pure white—a blinding, heart-stopping white.
It was as if the entire world had been burned to ashes, leaving behind nothing but hopeless desolation!
After the Demon God King Goetia ignited the incineration of human order,
the most terrifying cataclysm descended upon the world, known as—
the Freezing of Human Order!
The seven Lostbelts would now vie with Pan-Human History for the sole right to survive!
PS: Even a transitional chapter gets called filler... Kitty's health hasn't been great. Originally, I planned to wrap things up after finishing the final Singularity a few days ago, let alone trying to milk it for money. It's only because you readers wanted to see the Lostbelts that I decided to write them. Ah well, Kitty will pick up the pace and try to finish everything within this month~
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