Actually, this is just how it is in Chaldea. If someone causes trouble, an army of heroes immediately looks for someone to kill. It is an unwritten law: anyone who attacks Chaldea must face this collective rage. Just like today's culprit.
"Rikka! It's terrible—eep!"
Jeanne Alter flinched, intimidated by the sheer number of big names in the room. Rikka beckoned her over.
"My dango… the dango I poured my heart and soul into… they've gone somewhere! I've been working on them for two weeks…!!"
"There, there. Don't cry, Jeanne. Let's go solve this together, okay?"
"(A Singularity investigation with Rikka!) R-Right! This incident is far more important than restoring the Human Order! It's only natural that I, the Master's best Servant, should accompany you!"
"Oh?" "Umu (a benevolent smile)." "Ho…?"
"Eep…"
Jeanne Alter shrank even further under the gaze of the three top-tier Servants.
"Alright, everyone stop bullying Jeanne! It was probably stolen via Rayshift or something. Check the records!"
"Da Vinci, scour the Rayshift logs. And Olga Marie, there must be someone whose Saint Graph signature has vanished. That would be our inside man. Find them."
"Roger that~!"
"Understood. …So it wasn't the Dandy (Moriarty) after all. No… wait, as if that man could be unrelated to this."
"Now then, I shall go. I will scout ahead. Use me as your coordinate to lock on."
The King stood up to "perform a Rayshift alone." Roman's eyes nearly popped out of his head.
"Wait, why?! How can you Rayshift alone?! If you can do that, the coffins are useless!"
"They have become useless to me. Due to certain circumstances."
Indeed. The King now possessed an Authority that allowed him to manifest in any time or space alone. It was a "Super-High Rank" version of Independent Action—the skill 'Independent Manifestation.' A proof of 'one who stands against all the world's hardships,' entrusted to him by the Akashic records. It was a skill normally reserved for Beasts, yet he held it as a composite skill of a Reincarnator.
Its rank was a "★"—the absolute limit. His soul, having established its own existence, became a wedge across all dimensions and eras. This applied to imaginary numbers, parallel worlds, and different dimensions alike.
Thus, the King of Heroes could descend upon the "point where the anomaly occurred" and fix the coordinates—a feat of causality-reversing Rayshift.
"You, too. Stop acting like a professional reactor. Those rings aren't just for show."
"Ah, that's right! I forgot I had all ten of them! Alright, I'm counting on you, Gil! I'll crush every uncertain element from this side!"
The Magic King, Solomon. When all ten rings are gathered, he possesses the primordial power to negate and command all magecraft. Usually, he stays in the background, using "Magecraft to prevent loss of meaning" or "Magecraft to ensure Rayshift completion." But if he felt like it, he could easily connect to the Grail and force every summoned Servant to commit suicide or rewrite their contracts with a flick of his fingers.
He had decided "not to do such things while with Rikka and the others," so it was truly a last resort.
"I'll keep the return path open at all times, so if anything happens, come back immediately!"
"Hmph. A fine consideration. Follow me at once. I am not used to such frivolous festivities. If you do not wish for me to crush the entire Singularity along with the culprit, then hurry!"
(Air! Get it together! It's your turn, Air!)
—Hafu… hoe? …Awu…
"…Is this the downside of being just a soul? It seems Air's weakness is 'pleasures of the flesh.'"
The King of Heroes watched as Air, having taken a small sip of "mortal" sake (different from the wine of the Sky God), turned into a useless heap.
(Her essence is the Supreme Truth, so her personality or soul won't break, but…)
"Well, as long as she stays by my side, it is no matter. A little tipsiness can be pleasant. Once we Rayshift, she will sober up. —Let us go, Beast."
(Yeah. Protecting Air's spirit is my job. For our junior's sake, too!)
—Munya, munya… awuuu…
"Well then, I'm off. Do not be late."
"Be careful, Gil."
"Don't go overboard! Jeanne and I will be right there!"
"Are you not taking Mash?"
"I'm leaving her in charge of Conn-chan! As his partner!"
They nodded to one another.
The King did not use his left hand (which held the transformation trigger), but instead snapped the fingers of his right. Wrapped in a seven-colored wind and platinum radiance, the King's body leaped across dimensions.
"I must punish the fool who disturbed my wealth—my second Uruk. Truly, a capable ally is more troublesome than a capable enemy."
—Hic… ugh… Fou… Gil-kun…
(Air is totally hammered…)
"She doesn't seem to like cheap alcohol. To think she only settles for the wine of the Sky God… what a pampered palate. Fuhahaha!"
The King and the Beast soared. With just their bodies, they flew to a different dimension.
And all throughout the jump, Air remained completely, hopelessly drunk.
"Come on, Darling! Put your back into it! For the sake of our plan! Just wait, Rikka! Kyaa~❤️"
"Is this really okay? The King is gonna forgive us, right? I don't want to be unsummoned! I want to go back to Chaldea—!!"
"Darling, man up! A man needs guts!"
"Going against that King isn't 'guts,' it's called being an idiot!! Nooo—!! I don't want to face his 'Special Attack against Males'—!!"
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