CK Simulation, Creating the Style of Tsukino Fumi

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The Human Rights Protection Agency, Chaldea.

Upon arriving once again at this secluded place atop an unnamed snow-capped mountain, Quinn, familiar with the place, was the first to disembark from the helicopter. He gazed at the Animusfia monarch, who had been waiting for him, from afar. After Shiro Emiya, who had come with him, also disembarked, Quinn, no longer the Quinn who needed Kenneth to get things done, led his good student toward Animusfia.

“You’re too late. All the preparatory work for the spirit transfer has been completed. The only thing missing is you, the navigator. The entire Chaldea is waiting for you.”

As the monarch of Animusfia stepped forward to greet him, he couldn't help but complain, as if the two were old friends.

“I also need time to prepare.” Quinn replied calmly to Animusphia’s complaint, and then patted Shiro Emiya on the back. “Besides, I’ve found you another volunteer.”

Upon hearing this, Animusfia looked at the nervous Emiya Shiro, raising an eyebrow slightly; he recognized the girl.

After all, the news that Quinn had passed on Fairy Magic to the other party caused quite a stir in the Clock Tower, to the point that many people speculated that Shiro Emiya might be Quinn's illegitimate daughter. After all, a mystery of the level of Fairy Magic, even within a magician's family, is usually only passed on to the next head of the family.

Shiro Emiya, who was being stared at by Animusphia, immediately greeted him, hoping to make a good impression on the monarch. However, Animusphia didn't care about that; he was more concerned about the meaning behind Quinn's words, "Your...student is like you? Possesses the potential for time travel?"

"I can't say for sure, but at least for the experiment we're going to do this time, she's definitely qualified to participate. Moreover, she was a participant in the Fourth Holy Grail War and has the qualifications to summon Servants."

Quinn ignored the underlying gossipy curiosity in the other person's question about his relationship with Emiya Haku, and simply stated the facts.

The purpose of this experiment is to test whether Chaldea's spirit transfer can function properly. The destination chosen for the transfer is Britannia, which was forcibly separated from pan-human history by Mordred. Shiro Emiya, who is clearly associated with Morgan, is naturally one of the best candidates to participate in this experiment.

After all, if she wasn't qualified to enter Britannia, then the strange and unusual Masters that Monarch Animusphia had personally recruited were even less likely to be able to enter.

Quinn was very confident in Mordred. He dared to say that as long as Mordred remained the Empress of Britannia, she would hold the entire country firmly in her grasp like a dragon guarding a treasure. As soon as the Masters sent by Chaldea landed, she would immediately sense their presence and take immediate action.

Quinn's words convinced Animusfia, "Then let's add him too. Anyway, you're the leader this time, so it's up to you how many people to bring in. Just make sure you don't get lost in there. If you die over there, the Clock Tower will be in chaos again."

With that, Animusphia led the two into the core area inside Chaldea—the testing ground for the Spirit Particle Transfer experiment.

Shiro Emiya, entering Chaldea for the first time, followed curiously behind, observing the building that was born from the combination of technology and magic. After her gaze swept over the computer-like control panels and the employees sitting on them, her eyes began to sparkle. The scene, which resembled the control room of a spaceship in a science fiction movie, still had a considerable impact on her.

But soon, her attention was drawn to the large open space below the control room. In that vast open space, several cabins resembling Roman columns were arranged. Several young people who looked to be around her age were gathered near those cabins. There were men and women of different races and skin colors, but they were all gathered here, giving off a sense of international solidarity.

Even Shiro Emiya knew that this harmony was just an illusion, because she knew most of the people in the group, especially the blond man who seemed to be the leader.

"You plan to have Group A participate in the experiment at this time?"

Quinn also saw these people. The seven men and women standing together at the test site were the Group A Masters that he remembered would appear in FGO 2.0. He didn't expect that Animusphia would gather this group of outrageous things so quickly.

To be honest, he didn't have a very good impression of the Masters in Group A. After all, these guys could be described as having ulterior motives. But he couldn't deny that these guys were indeed outstanding talents, each one a master of creating chaos. Letting these people join this experiment was not what he wanted to see, as it would bring many variables to his journey in Britannia.

"Consider it a chance for the younger generation to get some experience. You are the core leader of this experiment, so they will listen to you. Just treat these guys as your subordinates and give them orders." Animusfia obviously didn't know Quinn's thoughts, but he could roughly understand what Quinn was worried about, so he immediately offered reassurance.

With Animusphia's assurance, Quinn nodded and led Shiro Emiya into the testing grounds.

His arrival did indeed have a deterrent effect on the members of Group A. After all, no matter how outstanding these young talents were, they were no match for someone who was already an undeniable figure within the Clock Tower.

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Quinn was still far inferior. The group that had been chatting quietly fell silent, indicating that they would follow Quinn's orders in this experiment. As for how much sincerity was in their words, Quinn no longer cared.

As everyone arrived, Animusfia announced the start of the experiment, and Quinn, who was trying to locate Britannia's location, was greeted by a long-awaited pop-up window from the simulator.

[Player is detecting the installation of a mod]

The "Grand Order" mod has been installed and is currently being adapted to existing scenarios.

[Script adaptation complete. One targeted script has been tested; currently targeting script history – Britannia]

[Other signals have been detected accessing the script. Data merging is in progress. Data merging is complete, and new character data has been loaded into the targeted script history.]

[Dear player, you are now ready to begin the new scenario game]

[Friendly reminder: This scenario features multiple special "Master" characters, who will make unique choices based on your actions and decisions.]

[Due to the installation of a special mod, you have unlocked a special starting trait this time.]

【The Chosen King】: A message carried by the sea breeze: Beyond the Inland Sea, our homeland, Britannia, has crumbled. On the night of the witch's conspiracy, the Regent vanished without a trace. The Round Table, guarding the throne, has fallen into darkness due to the witch's slander. Our eternal empire is nearing its end. However, the fairies of Paradise have already set out to guide the Chosen King to save our homeland. Therefore… please journey beyond the mist, reach the city where the dragon dwells, pay homage to the Bone Throne, and become its master!

Volume Three

Chapter 172 Which Britain is this?

As the simulator popped up a window after a long absence, flashing lights illuminated the experimental site, and a broadcast from the control room urged the participants to enter their respective spirit transfer chambers.

Quinn's eyes flickered, but he ultimately did not start the simulation immediately. However, when he entered the transfer pod, the simulator started making noise on its own.

[Identity selected, simulation loading]

Before Quinn could figure out how the simulator had suddenly started up on its own, the experiment began. The scene before him changed abruptly, and a dizzying sensation, as if he were being spun around in a washing machine, surged into his brain. In just a moment, the broadcasts that had been constantly ringing out in Chaldea stopped abruptly, and what followed was a chorus of chirping birds.

Despite the discomfort in his brain, Quinn opened his eyes, but everything was blurry. It took about four or five seconds for his retina to start working again and load the scene into his brain.

"...Where did I come from?"

Quinn looked around blankly. He recognized this place. This was the bedroom in the Green Knight's castle where he and Artoria had stayed when they went to retrieve the Holy Lance. After many years, the place was still exactly as he remembered it. The fireplace in the room and the cracked bricks were almost exactly the same as he remembered.

If there was any difference, it was that a vast garden of azure roses had appeared out of the bedroom window, a variety he had deliberately cultivated to pursue Morgan.

Logically speaking, these flowers should only appear in the London court...

and……

Where are my students?

Quinn looked around but didn't see anyone.

Neither his good student Emiya Haku nor the members of Group A were by his side at this moment. But just as he was wondering, a strange feeling suddenly welled up in his heart. Eight subtle signals came from all directions, making Quinn feel a subtle unease.

The arrival of these outsiders has awakened you from your eternal slumber. The land of Britannia is calling you. Report the locations of these visitors, who do not belong to this world, to her eternal emperor. You will personally ascertain their intentions, determine whether they pose a threat to the nation, but more importantly…

[Someone is still maintaining this castle, this resting place in Avalon, while you sleep.]

"?"

Looking at the pop-up window in front of him, Quinn was bewildered. He roughly understood why he couldn't see anyone else and also roughly figured out why the simulator had suddenly started.

So, the mod refers to Chaldea's Spirit Particle Transfer experiment. Once you enter the Spirit Particle Transfer, it's like entering a simulation... and the pop-ups in the simulator become something like futuristic vision... Does that mean I have the potential to become a Grand Caster?

Thinking this way, Quinn felt a little more at ease. At least his simulator hadn't malfunctioned and was still faithfully performing its mechanical actions, and his good student hadn't entered Britannia in his absence.

but……

Is someone maintaining this castle?

Quinn noticed the pop-up notification and began to carefully examine the layout of the bedroom. In his memory, very few people knew about the existence of this castle; basically, only Morgan and Artoria knew about it.

He then ruled out these two candidates because he noticed a bunch of blue roses in a vase on the bedside table in the bedroom, and a robe-like coat placed in the corner of the room. This indicated that the bedroom had always been occupied, which was clearly not in line with Artoria and Morgan's personalities. They might maintain the appearance of the castle out of nostalgia for him, but they would never live in it directly.

Then there is only one answer.

The fairy of paradise, the guide who will lead me to London, as recorded in my special origins.

Having found his answer, Quinn got out of bed and began to follow the path he remembered to the outskirts of the castle. He wandered in the garden, searching for the figure who would guide him, and after a moment, he found his target.

The fairy who looked remarkably like Artoria was curled up among a large patch of flowers, sleeping soundly on the fragrant grass. With just one glance, Quinn recognized her as Artoria Avalon, the second-generation fairy of Paradise who was supposed to appear in FGO 2.0 and take on the responsibility of forging the Star Forged Holy Sword entrusted to her by the world.

As Quinn stepped through the sea of ​​flowers, the fairy lady of the paradise was also awakened by the rustling sound. Like a cat that had just woken up, she stretched in a daze and looked in the direction from which the rustling sound came. The moment she saw Quinn walking towards her, her pupils suddenly dilated, and her half-stretched stretch froze in place.

"...I must be seeing things, right?" The fairy in the paradise gave a stiff smile. "I actually saw someone who shouldn't be there in my dream."

"You recognize me?"

Listening to the other person's self-comforting mutterings, Quinn raised an eyebrow, directly shattering her illusion.

"Eek!" The fairy from Paradise screamed in fright, leaping back several meters. A scepter appeared in her hand, pointing directly at Quinn. "It's Nightmare, isn't it? You're impersonating the Emperor again to trick me! Let me tell you, I won't fall for it! I will never believe your rumors and go to that big Artoria, making her an enemy of Her Majesty the Queen!"

This reaction caused veins to bulge on Quinn's forehead.

No, it's been so long! Merlin, you beast, how can you still be crawling around like this? It's one thing to bewitch Artoria, but now you're even bewitching the one who should be your guide! Do you really not want the Britannia Empire to continue?!

Taking deep breaths to calm his racing heart, Quinn looked at the Paradise Fairy who clearly distrusted him and spoke, "Are you dreaming? Don't be so neurotic, Paradise Fairy. Calm down and really feel what I'm like with Britannia."

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"The connection to this land—perhaps Merlin's illusions can mimic my appearance, but they can never mimic my bond with this nation."

Upon hearing this, the previously tense fairy of the paradise blinked. Possessing the same fairy eyes as Morgan, which could discern lies and see through people's hearts, she immediately realized that Quinn was no longer lying. Then, she noticed that the man in front of her had an aura that was extremely similar to that of her homeland, Avalon, which was something that no one else possessed.

In the human world, there is only one person who possesses this aura that can captivate fairies—the Britannian emperor who unified Britannia and whose marriage to Princess Morgan was blessed by countless fairies.

The moment she realized the other person's identity, the fairy in the paradise dropped her staff to the ground with a crisp sound. She stared blankly at Quinn for a few seconds before hurriedly lowering her head and performing a rather abstract bow.

"I'm so sorry I didn't recognize you right away. Please forgive my rudeness. It's just that that wicked nightmare from another world has been haunting me, which is why I'm being so careful."

"A nightmare from another world?" Quinn immediately felt a sense of foreboding.

"Yes, it's a half-blooded nightmare who calls herself Meli. Ever since you disappeared, she has been trying to destroy everything you built. I was guided by the prophecy of the Sacred Tree and came here to await your return. Please be sure to defeat that evil guy who wants to destroy the world and become the King of Paradise again!"

Wait, is there another problem with the Chaldea spirit transfer? Which Britannia have I been sent to?

Chapter 173 Let's go see Morgan

So I didn't come to the wrong place after all...

Quinn watched in despair as the Paradise Elf struggled to recount the changes in Britannia over the years, trying to comprehend the dramatic upheavals that had occurred in the country since his departure.

According to the fairies of the paradise, after Mordred became emperor, he began to learn how to rule all of Europe by force.

With the support of the Knights of the Round Table and Artoria, she conquered the few remaining countries in Europe that had not yet submitted, bringing the entire European continent under Britannia's control. Having accomplished such a great feat, she was revered as the supreme empress by the fairies and the people.

But even after unifying all of Europe, Mordred's desires remained unfulfilled. She worried about the continuation of the empire and feared that it would fall apart after her death.

So she began to pursue a path to ensure the empire's longevity. However, unlike the emperors in history who were obsessed with immortality, Mordred, who was taught by Quinn, understood from the beginning that things like elixirs of immortality were a trap. Therefore, she chose a different solution.

After scouring Morgan's library, she finally found a way to perpetuate the empire—to separate Britannia from human history, incorporate that history into the Inner Sea of ​​Stars, and transform the entire empire into a perpetual empire forever detached from human history, an independent world of its own. Mordred, wielding the Holy Lance, was indeed capable of doing just that.

However, after she used the power of the Holy Lance to achieve this plan, Merlin, who was originally imprisoned in the London dungeon, was no longer under the strict surveillance of the Oath because he was no longer in his original world.

Although the power of a single god could restrict Merlin from leaving the London dungeons and prevent him from directly interfering with the fate of the Empire, Merlin was, after all, a Grand Caster candidate and one of the most capable magicians in Europe. Once that oath was weakened, he had the opportunity to interfere with the outside world in other ways.

Merlin somehow managed to contact his counterpart in the other world, hoping to use her power to sabotage Mordred's plan to establish an eternal empire.

Because, in Merlin's view, the existence of an eternal empire would bring endless troubles.

Britannia, severed from human reason, would lose the possibility of normal development and be forever frozen at its most powerful moment. Perhaps, this freezing was good at first, but the longer the empire existed, the more the creatures living within it would gradually become distorted and mutated, eventually causing the entire Britannia to become a huge crisis that would endanger human history. Even Mordred herself would mutate into some kind of dangerous monster.

And as it turned out, Merlin's view was correct.

Since Mordred achieved the perpetuity of the Empire, concepts such as death and aging have begun to disappear from Britannia. Everyone has lost their perception of time scale, technology cannot progress, and the birth of newborns is becoming less and less common... This is no longer the situation a normal world should be in. Without a doubt, the future that Merlin foresaw is highly likely to come to pass.

However... even though Merlin correctly predicted the future development, he clearly overlooked a crucial point.

The other self he summoned to this other world was not the same person as himself; they were ultimately two completely different individuals, especially in terms of personality.