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This was a crucial support for Animusphia's construction of Chaldea, and when it was transferred from Antarctica, this data was naturally the first to be transferred to Shadow Border for preservation.

Although she was only subconsciously blaming herself, and that if she had been more determined, she could have helped the teacher now, her words also reminded others.

“Wait a minute, speaking of celestial magic, isn’t there a magician on Storm Border who is good at it?” Morgan said with a sly smile.

Everyone was stunned for a few seconds before they reacted.

Kirshtalia Wodim.

Since he has no connection with Shio, yet is knowledgeable in celestial magic, it is indeed appropriate for him to perform divination.

After tidying up the mess in the room and having breakfast together, Shiomi took Olga Marie to find Kirstalia, who was playing chess with Peperoncino, and explained her idea.

“Astrology?” Kirshtalia was surprised, but he didn’t take it lightly. He considered the conditions Olga Marie had mentioned. “If I had access to the celestial records accumulated by Animusphia, I could perform divination by creating a hypothetical horoscope. As long as the divination content isn’t too complicated, I should be able to do it.”

“Really? Then I’ll make the arrangements right away. Kirshtalia, you should also get ready,” Olga Marie urged immediately.

Kirstalia looked at Peperoncino hesitantly.

“We can play chess later. I’m more interested now in what my god-like teacher Shiomi needs a mortal to divine for him.” Peperoncino smiled with great interest. “Kirshtalia, you’d better be careful. It is a very taboo act for mortals to divine for gods.”

“If I can’t even bear this burden of taboo, how can I possibly defeat Zeus and gain his approval?” Kirshtalia said with a confident smile.

Then, following Olga Marie's footsteps, they went to the bridge of Storm Border.

The instruments for observing the blank planet are there, and so is the planar moon for navigation.

Following Olga Marie's instructions, Leonardo da Vinci helped activate the instruments, read the vast amount of stargazing data, and reconstructed a star chart that was generally close to the real universe.

"Hmm, that's generally feasible. What would you like to have divined, Shiomi-sensei?" Kirshtalia asked.

"The Flying Bear entered my dream," Shiomi asked. "Koyanskaya once declared she would devour me and become one of her tails. Perhaps she's a Beast like the Nine-Tailed Fox... If so, it's not impossible that the Counter Force sent Taikoubou to subdue her. But on the other hand, the China Lostbelt must also have some connection to Taikoubou, so—"

"Should we prioritize either divination to subdue the Beast or cutting off the Chinese Lostbelt?"

Kirshtalia raised his scepter, approached the star chart, and began astrological analysis.

Even he rarely performed astrological magic. Although he mastered it early on, due to the limitations of astrology, he never had the opportunity to actually practice it after becoming proficient.

The first thing they did was to divine the next step for beings who had already been elevated to godhood.

Kirshtalia felt an indescribable burden, but it was still within a manageable range.

"The form of stars. The form of emptiness. The form of God. The form of myself. The celestial bodies are emptiness. Emptiness is void. The void is inhabited by God. The twinkling stars beyond the planets show me the direction of the unknown path."

In an instant, a massive surge of magical power swept across the bridge, causing a brief power outage in the bridge system.

The backup power switched on instantly, and the bridge, now lit again, saw Kirshtalia sitting breathlessly in a nearby chair. He looked up at Shiomi and said:

"...Astrology has addressed this question; whether or not to accept it is up to the teacher to decide."

Volume 11: The Clearing of Strange Tales

Prologue: The Non-Primate Survival Zone (1)

The Earth was transformed into a blank sheet of paper, originally within the territory of Russia.

Storm Border deviated from its original planned route and headed once again to the land where the Russian Lostbelt had taken root, where it had once fought briefly.

However, unlike the Russian Lostbelt, this time the location is in the west-central part of Siberia.

Sion, who remained in the Wandering Sea, sent an observation report on the planet that had turned into a blank sheet of paper, mentioning that a magical reaction similar to the strange phenomenon had appeared on the surface of the planet, which was probably located in the Tunguska River basin.

In addition to the traces left by Orion's Noble Phantasm on Koyanskaya, Chaldea pinpointed the location where the Beast had been hiding on this planet since escaping from Atlantis.

“This is enough. We can already observe the area above Tunguska with the naked eye, which appears to be a barrier.” Shiomi stood on the deck and communicated with the bridge. “Storm Border has other missions, so don’t waste resources on escorting us.”

"Are you really going to barge in alone without bringing anything?" Olga Marie asked worriedly.

"It's better this way, traveling light," Shio replied in a calm voice.

Her trust in Shiomi overcame her unease, and Olga Marie stopped arguing: "Then, please, Master, Ms. Morgan, Master, and Ms. Artoria, land here."

After receiving a reply, Shiomi ended the communication and glanced back at Artoria.

Are you sure you don't want to bring the Holy Sword?

“I want to go with you. The Holy Lance is enough.” Artoria shook her head. “But the plan we made before, the Storm Border combat enhancement plan, revolves around the Holy Sword of the Stars, and we need to analyze the power of the Holy Sword.”

After completing this mission, Storm Border plans to return to the Wandering Sea to further enhance the warship's magic reactor, enabling the warship to summon Servants for standby.

This is a necessary preparatory measure for leaving the South American Lostbelt for the final conquest.

In addition, there is the plan to expand the main gun firepower of warships by using the Star Sword as the base model, based on Morgan's veil-blocking weaponry.

Originally, the Excalibur could be borrowed with the approval of Artoria Pendragon, the current Swordsman.

However, if it is separated from its owner for a long time, its brilliance will diminish, eventually becoming a Noble Phantasm that cannot display its power.

"So that's why you temporarily entrusted the Holy Sword to Caster for safekeeping?" Morgan asked knowingly.

Like her, that child, also a fairy of the paradise, was not good at fighting, but was born to forge the holy sword.

As King Arthur's counterpart in the Lostbelt, he is currently the most suitable candidate to safeguard the Holy Sword for the King of Knights.

"So you didn't forget anything, right?" Scáthach understood, tapping the deck with the tip of her boot, producing a crisp sound like a holy sword.

Then, Shiomi and the other three landed on the ground one after another from the deck of Storm Border.

After watching the warship take off again and head towards the Indian Lostbelt, disappearing into the distant sky, Shiomi turned her head to look at the vast barrier dozens of kilometers ahead.

The boundary, composed of countless translucent golden hexagons, allows one to glimpse the interior even from the outside.

Clearly, it was a completely different barrier from the Storm Wall that surrounded the Lostbelt.

Upon getting closer, Shiomi and Morgan used their unique magical eyes to examine the wall even more closely.

“As expected…” Morgan pinched the bridge of his nose.

The seemingly simple and straightforward wide-area barrier is actually extremely complex in its composition. Just analyzing its structure made Morgan's eyes feel tired.

Fortunately, she was able to see the situation of the barrier clearly.

“Similar to the Wall of Light you used to replace the Storm Wall,” Shiomi said, arms crossed. “It’s a special barrier that stabilizes large-scale events, making them exist stably on the surface of a blank planet.”

Without the dimensional drilling ship Storm Border, it is generally impossible to force entry; one can only wait for the master of the inner world to open the entrance and allow them to enter.

Of course, this is just a relic of the past.

"Hmph... If you want to force a breakthrough, you'd need to release at least ten Holy Lance restraints, right?" Morgan said, looking at Artoria with a joking expression.

tide Jian forced a smile, saying helplessly, "That would be a loss, it would have been better to have Storm Border send us in from the beginning."

"Well……"

Already accustomed to this routine, Artoria squinted, revealing a soft, innocent expression that she couldn't let the Knights of the Round Table see, and quietly awaited their next words.

"Hehe~, since you're in the mood to tell jokes like this, it means you've already come up with a plan." Scáthach gave Shiomi's butt a light slap. "Then stop keeping us in suspense."

Shiomi, who had been spanked by her master, pretended to be in a lot of pain, rubbing her bottom as she said, "Simply put, it's about using 'Separate Manifestation.' According to Kilshtalia and the others, the ability of Hidden Ones to travel between different Lostbelts is made possible by Koyanskaya's abilities."

In the case of raid dungeons, Shiomi believed that "individual manifestation" could only allow users to move around regardless of the barriers of time and space.

However, the fact that Koyanskaya can carry other people around as a commercial service in cooperation with the alien gods and the Hermits shows that "solo manifestation" is not so limited.

Perhaps there are other reasons why Koyanskaya can travel easily between different Lostbelts.

But that doesn't matter.

Now that Morgan has a more and more refined grasp of the power of the One God, Shiomi and Morgan are confident that they can enter and exit the special area where Koyanskaya is hidden on their own.

"so--"

Morgan walked over to Shiomi and took his hand.

A dazzling light shone forth, and then Morgan reappeared in the form of a unified god.

“Compared to before, the impact on the surroundings when we combine is much smaller,” Scáthach said.

“No, the impact on the surroundings was just a sneak attack launched at the moment of fusion.” Morgan shook his head. “You’re not enemies, so there’s no need for you to do something like that.”

As she spoke, she reached out and placed her hands on Scáthach and Artoria.

"We need to relocate because the interior is a completely unknown area to us." Shiomi's voice came through telepathy. "So, based on the coordinates of this area, referencing the original world's location, and given that we know nothing about the interior, we must be prepared for battles after the relocation ends."

“Moreover, Trismegistus II predicted that the internal environment might be extremely unique,” ​​Morgan added.

"understood."

Artoria was ready to summon the Holy Lance and fight at any time.

"So--"

As Morgan finished speaking, the three figures disappeared into the white, paper-like earth. A long wind blew across the land, and the white sand quickly covered their footprints, leaving no trace.

Prologue: The Non-Primate Survival Zone (2)

Just like what you see from the outside, through a barrier made up of countless hexagons.

The interior of the barrier is covered with extremely lush forests, making it a natural paradise.

"How is it?" Morgan asked.

Scáthach, who was being questioned, was drawing her crimson spear from the gradually disappearing monster: "I can sense the area inside the barrier—no, it's more accurate to say the world—this world inside rejects the concept of human history."

“That’s right.” Artoria walked over from the side, having just finished clearing out the monsters on the other side. “If it were an ordinary Servant, they would probably be forced to retreat the moment they appeared in the world.”

“It probably imitates the characteristics of the British alternate history world.” Scáthach looked at Morgan. “Although Britain was not created by your and your beloved student’s will, places that have not established a correct human history will spontaneously reject the heroic spirits of human history.”

"Fortunately, neither you nor Artoria are Servants, so you can move freely in Britain and won't be affected here either." Morgan smiled and looked at the monster corpse that hadn't completely disappeared. "But speaking of which, these monsters look somewhat familiar."

Scáthach thought for a moment: "It should be humans from the Russian Lostbelt? Those humans who had to transform into beasts to adapt to the harsh, extremely cold environment."

“Why are humans from other Lostbelts here?” Artoria crouched down to examine them. “They seem devoid of intelligence during combat, as if we’re fighting pure animals—”

“No anger, no fear, not even the will to live. It feels like being a servant who is being manipulated at will.” Shiomi’s voice rang out.

Although the form of the One God is primarily Morgan, He can also communicate with the outside world through thought.

"The Beast's retinue?" Scáthach asked with interest.

“Before setting off, I overheard Fou… also known as Casey Palug, saying that Koyanskaya was its candidate,” Shiomi continued. “It’s just that its existence has hindered the candidate Beast from ascending to human evil. It probably won’t be able to obtain its full form in the end.”

“So, perhaps we should bring that little guy along too?” Scáthach chuckled. “After all, there have been several times in the past when it has disguised itself as participating in a spiritual transfer by ‘single manifestation’ and gone to the singularity.”

“It’s alright,” Shiomi said. “The reason we came here is only partly to defeat the Beast. According to the astrological results provided by Kilshtalia, the destination indicated by ‘The Flying Bear Enters the Dream’ is also here. Otherwise, we wouldn’t have specifically given up on intercepting the ‘Alien God’ in the Chinese Lostbelt.”

For Shiomi, who has already become the god Teholm, this special dream is not just a simple hint that Shiomi will meet the legendary Taiko no Momo in the Lostbelt or this special place.

Why Jiang Ziya (Taigong Wang)?

Why would a dream like this be a premonition?

Shiomi believed there must be a deeper meaning behind it.

Perhaps by meeting Taigong Wang, one can obtain some of the answers one seeks.

“The environment here is complex and pristine, with all sorts of magical reactions intertwined, so it’s not so easy to search,” Artoria reassured. “Tianxi, there’s no need to be anxious. Just proceed step by step and steadily carry out the investigation, as always.”

“You’re right,” tide Jian agreed.

At that moment, Scáthach was scrutinizing Morgan's current appearance.

"Is there anything you're concerned about, Master?" tide Jian asked.

“No, it’s nothing.” Scáthach laughed. “I just haven’t had a chance to ask until now, and I happen to have the time… Why is she wearing that wedding dress as ‘One God Morgan’?”

Morgan paused, then said, "I don't know, I haven't thought about it."

“…Didn’t you think about it?” tide Jian retorted helplessly. “I always thought it was the result of your subconscious choice.”

“That’s possible,” Morgan smiled knowingly.

Then, she raised her hand and placed it on her heart: "It's time to dissolve the union, my husband. Since it can't be maintained for long, let's dissolve the subtle bond first. Otherwise, it won't be of any use when needed."

After dispelling the form of "One God", Shiomi raised her hand to cover her mouth and nose.

"To experience it directly, rather than sharing it with Morgan's five senses... the environment here is too primitive."

Although it is a special environment that denies human history, unlike the Fairy Kingdom, only beasts and even fantasy species exist here, as well as the familiars that Koyanskaya plundered from other Lostbelts.

Mixed with the smell of vegetation taller than a person, it's really hard to appreciate, and it takes some time to get used to.

"Really? It's just the smell of a primeval forest." Scáthach didn't find anything wrong with it.

Artoria thought for a moment: "Perhaps Tianxi's five senses are too acute, and he can smell other scents besides those of plants and animals?"

"It smells like magic." tide Jian slowly lowered his hand; he had gradually gotten used to the smell here.