[ Just as Chaldea was busy rebuilding upon the ruins, the scene shifted to a tavern named the Spider's Web.
An elderly English gentleman slowly appeared in the video. His attire and grooming were meticulous, his eyes deep and bright, narrating with elegance.
"In Chaldea, regardless of gender or age, the hearts of most Heroic Spirits are incredibly lonely. I am here to fill the chasms in their hearts."
"As long as the customer is satisfied, that is my best reward…"
And this extremely elegant gentleman was none other than Professor Moriarty, the legendary nemesis of Sherlock Holmes. Every day, he would listen to his guests' troubles.
But unlike before, the guest he received today was somewhat special.
Because the man before him, drinking alone in gloom, was no ordinary person, but Lancelot, one of the Knights of the Round Table serving the King of Knights! ]
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〜Projection of All Worlds〜
"Good heavens, so Heroic Spirits also go to taverns alone to grumble about their troubles? But… interesting, this is truly too interesting."
Everyone's eyes lit up instantly. No one could refuse the temptation of gossip, especially this kind of rare, once-in-a-lifetime gossip.
After all, they were genuinely curious: what exactly would Lancelot, one of the Knights of the Round Table and a King of Knights' subordinate, be troubled about?!
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〜Type-Moon World, ██████ Worldline〜
In the 6th Singularity, Divine Realm of the Round Table: Camelot—
Watching Lancelot on the screen, who looked full of sorrow as he drank his sullen wine, Mordred lowered her voice and asked quietly,
"Hey, you guy, are you hiding some troubles too?"
As she spoke, Mordred's eyes quickly swept around the surroundings, then she put on an expression that said,
"Just tell me, I definitely won't spread it around!"
It wasn't surprising she was so curious. After all, both she and Lancelot had committed unforgivable mistakes, so they might have shared some common troubles and thoughts.
"Troubles?!"
Lancelot, suddenly asked, froze for a moment, then thought seriously:
"Does it count if I'm annoyed that I never appear in the videos?"
"That's it?"
The expression on Mordred's face solidified, and she was instantly rendered speechless. Were you seriously thinking just now? What kind of hammer trouble is that!
Lancelot looked helplessly at Mordred's skeptical gaze. Why does no one believe the truth these days? He really was annoyed about that.
Who told the video to give opportunities to appear with My King every time? Sire Gawain and Sire Mordred were there almost every time, but they just wouldn't include him. Could he not be worried?
〜Detective Conan World〜
"Professor Moriarty?! THAT LEGENDARY EMPEROR OF CRIME!!"
Conan's eyes suddenly lit up, his hands unconsciously clenching into fists, unable to control his excitement like he was seeing an idol.
As a senior Sherlock Holmes fan, how could he not know Detective Sherlock Holmes' number one nemesis, the head of the global crime syndicate, Professor Moriarty!
This was a criminal genius whose intellect was on par with Holmes.
"I didn't expect to see the Professor in my lifetime. If I could see Mr. Holmes, then my life would truly be without regrets~."
Since there was a Heroic Spirit version of the Professor, there must be a Heroic Spirit version of Holmes. Harboring such thoughts, Conan moved his gaze back to the screen.
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[ Accompanied by soft music in the tavern, a deeply solemn Lancelot voiced his trouble to the Professor: "My son… no, my daughter simply isn't willing to be close to me."
"However, tracing it back to the source, it is because of the mistake I made." Saying this, Lancelot lowered his head in depression: "What on earth should I do!"
"You mustn't be so downcast." The Professor silently refilled Lancelot's drink. "Raise your head."
"But…" Lancelot raised his head, looking into the Professor's eyes, which glowed with a faint blue light, and suddenly felt a bit dizzy.
Thinking he had just drunk a bit too much, Lancelot didn't take it to heart and instead listened seriously to the Professor's comfort.
"You must believe in the bond between family members. You are a clever and gentle father; surely you can understand what your daughter likes, what she wants…" ]
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『 Viewers of Countless World 』
Listening to the Professor's speech, the crowd outside the video nodded in agreement. These words indeed made a lot of sense.
They didn't expect the Professor to be not only a famous criminal expert but also quite skilled at counseling people.
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〜Type-Moon World, Fifth Holy Grail War Worldline〜
Tohsaka Rin was speechless:
"What kind of middle-aged uncle trouble is this… He's going to cry, Mr. Galahad is definitely going to cry!"
Do you want to look at what you are saying? When he was a child, you ignored him completely.
When he turned into a daughter, hearing Papa scared your heart so much you couldn't take it, even defecting on the spot… This double standard is a bit too obvious, you daughter-obsessed slave who values girls over boys!
Cu Chulainn also looked at Artoria with a skeptical gaze:
"King of Knights, your Knights of the Round Table don't seem very normal!"
First, Sir Gawain was praising the sun like a fool, and now comes a daughter-slave Lancelot…
No, it should be said that even their King seems to have some issues—her appetite is astonishingly large.
Artoria fell silent for a while upon hearing this, then looked at the screen with a complex gaze:
"Sire Gawain, and Sire Lancelot… they used to seem quite serious, but now…"
Now, even she felt a slight embarrassment upon seeing them. Let alone being serious, as long as they didn't have an episode or go crazy, it was a good thing.
Thinking of this, a trace of relief appeared in Artoria's eyes:
"Fortunately, Mordred is still quite normal!"
Just like that, through the contrast of her peers, Mordred achieved her long-cherished wish without knowing it—she received her Father King's approval.
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[ Listening to these whispers that were like a demon's, Lancelot seemed completely bewitched: "Right… right, I am her father!"
The Professor's eyes, emitting a faint blue light, became increasingly bright: "Alright, now it is time to walk into your daughter's heart."
Skill: The End of the Spider's Web. Grants "Evil" attribute to all members except oneself.
As soon as the voice fell, Lancelot seemed to plunge into the abyss of his heart, flickering constantly between his Berserker and Saber forms.
The scene shifted. Inside the Chaldea dormitory, Mash, having just finished a shower, was drying her hair with a hairdryer when she heard a knock on the door.
"Coming… who is it?"
"Yoo-HOO—!"
Suddenly, Lancelot pushed the door open. He was wearing cat ear decorations and a sexy purple camisole, revealing a body of robust muscles. A fluffy tail was plugged in behind him, and he struck a sexy pose.
While acting cute, he didn't forget to act coquettishly: "Mash, it's Papa~ Come, feel free to stroke this soft fur."
If it were a beauty, this pose would indeed be pleasing to the eye! But if it were a muscular man, it turned into a hellscape.
"Eh…" Mash instantly felt her heart stop. An indescribable fear surged into her heart, and she instantly let out a piercing scream.
"AHHHHHHHHHHH—" ]
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『 Viewers of Countless World 』
"Ahhhhhhh, my eyes… my eyes hurt so much… so painful—is this hell!"
At the same time, the ones screaming were also the crowd outside the video, covering their eyes and wailing. A few seconds of time would probably take a lifetime to heal.
This was absolutely an Anti-Personnel Noble Phantasm, and one that could penetrate the screen with extremely high lethality!
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〜Type-Moon World, ██████ Worldline, Chaldea〜
"…"
Mash just stood there blankly, her eyes unfocused and scattered. Her mouth hung slightly open, yet she made no sound.
She thought that after going through seven Singularities, she had strong enough psychological resilience, but this scene… could shock her for a lifetime.
"NO—!!"
Dr. Roman covered his eyes in pain, feeling like he was about to crack apart. This would definitely leave a psychological shadow.
If I have sinned, let the law punish me, not let me spend a lifetime healing from this moment!
At this moment, he was truly glad he no longer had Clairvoyance; otherwise, he would have suffered terribly!
〜Naruto World〜
"This is… hell! Everywhere the eye can see is a hellscape."
Obito, wearing his mask, almost lost his composure. For a split second, he even felt his heart stop beating.
It was the first time he hated his Sharingan so much. It saw things way too clearly, dammit! Now he couldn't forget it even if he wanted to!
No wonder Mash was increasingly unwilling to be close to you. With this sudden "surprise" of yours, it would be a miracle if Mash even acknowledged you in the future.
〜Detective Conan World〜
"Professor Moriarty… worthy of being the Napoleon of Crime, he really has a trick or two!"
Conan shook his head, trying to forget the mental pollution from just now.
To casually create such a weapon of powerful "lethality," he was indeed worthy of being the number one nemesis of the famous detective Sherlock Holmes.
Although he didn't know what the Professor did, for Lancelot to perform such abnormal actions, the Professor must have used a method similar to hypnosis.
"You…"
Haibara Ai, who was putting eye drops in her eyes, couldn't hold back. You really are a senior book fan; don't you know, even we got hit by it?
〜Type-Moon World, ██████ Worldline〜
In the 6th Singularity, Divine Realm of the Round Table: Camelot—
Watching the eye-stinging version of himself in the video, Lancelot's face instantly turned pale. He waved his hands frantically, trying to explain:
"No… no… that definitely isn't me, listen to my explanation!"
"Wait, WHY ARE YOU GUYS BACKING AWAY—!"
Watching Sir Gawain and the others moving further and further away from him, Lancelot's heart was about to break.
"I didn't back away, I just wanted to go sunbathe with Sire Gawain…"
Mordred, who had just been whispering with him, was taking small, quick steps away from Lancelot.
After all, that outfit on Lancelot… even she couldn't bear to look straight at it.
Lancelot, at this moment, was like he had turned into his Berserker form. His eyes instantly became bloodshot as he gritted his teeth:
"That bastard Moriarty!! Allow me!"
His life, in a certain sense, seemed to be completely over.
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