Translation by taiboo
T-T-The world changed!? When did we dive right into a storm!?
I did some rough calcs and the Border's going to sink within the hour! So back up, back up now, Meuniere-kun!
That's… there's no land anywhere to be seen! We're right in the middle of the North Sea!
Da Vinci, can we engage in an Imaginary Numbers Dive here? Although we shall have to do it on the sea, it is better than sinking, is it not?
Impossible, we can't stabilize the boundary ritual while at sea! We'd need an entirely new software for that!
----Hm. No, wait, we have an incoming transmission!
Mr. Meuniere, open the line! Immediately! Da Vinci is of no use here!
A-ah, leave it to me!
CQ CQ. Hey there, this is the Wandering Sea's port.
That's Chaldea's ship, right? Ship… it's not a ship. I see, it's a tank!
You don't need a ship for an Imaginary Numbers Voyage! That's logical, that's very logical indeed! But it's of the absolute worst taste!
After all, that thing looks just like a metal coffin! It's not cute in the slightest!
Without my Paper Moon, you wouldn't have made it this far, have you?
Anyway, well done for getting here! This is all within my calculations!
A transmission, it's a transmission from the Wandering Sea! But from where!?
Where? It's right in front of your eyes. Ah, wait a second, I'll remove the fog.
You should be able to see a bit better now. Keep that rudder steady as it is, and slow down your speed. Then thank me profusely.
Now then--- it's been 2000 years since this island has been seen outside of the 31st of December!
Welcome to the primordial magecraft workshop, the Wandering Sea, Baldanders!
I am Sion. Sion Eltnam Sokaris.
A spiritron hacker who predicted that the world was just about to get busted, and so ran to the Wandering Sea to wait here for you.
The last remaining person of the Atlas Institute, tasked with the project to resolve the blank white Earth by the luminaries of the Wandering Sea.
Choice: …And so that was what happened a few minutes earlier…
Fou, foou!
Mmph, we advanced until the crags according to that transmission's instructions, but what is going on here, Technical Consultant!
The Border's shaking has reduced, but we haven't been sinking for these past few minutes, have we!?
Yes, I feel so too.
The Border sank into the middle of the sea, and then floated up to the surface, it seems…
I didn't do anything. Once we got close to the crags, the currents automatically carried the Border along…
Yeah, that seems to be the case. I tried turning the wheel a bit, but we're being dragged along by some very strong currents.
The Border plunged 40 metres into the sea, and then rose by 30 metres.
The Wandering Sea is probably reached from below the island, I guess~ There's probably no entrance from the outside.
Indeed. This may be the Wandering Sea's docking system. It means that normal ships would definitely not be able to enter.
Yeah, that's it. Wish they'd have said something about it first though.
Choice 1: …Then, what's outside… Choice 2: could that be the port…?
It would be appropriate to consider it that way. The problem is---
Is this really the Wandering Sea? Is it dangerous outside? That's the problem!
Meuniere-kun! Fully activate all sensors! Get us visuals of what's outside on the monitor!
Roger! But I've actually been trying to do that from just now and nothing's coming up at all!
Ah, ah. Testing, testing. Can you hear me?
Sorry, but even the smallest stone on the Wandering Sea will refuse to be "reliably observed by science".
The sensors on that rugged tank will be caught by the censors no matter what, so give up on looking outside from the inside.
And actually, danger is a no-no here! Having something wrong with my calculations is a no-no!
After all, this is the world's number one horror island filled with peace and happiness!
Choice: It's peaceful but horrifying…?
Anyway, just come out here, my guests!
It's time to show off my prided secret base which I've prepared just for this day!
What's that about… what should we do?
As long as we don't know what's outside, someone has to go. So, it should be Holmes?
Right. Just do something or other with your baritsu.
Well, I'm sorry, but I can't do any baritsu just yet! Right now, Director Gordolf is far more reliable than I am!
I-I see. Holmes-san's injuries from Scandinavia can't be completely healed that easily.
H-Here--- as the only melee Servant, I should---
Choice 1: Let's go say hi together, Mashu. Choice 2: It's probably fine. Let's go, Mashu!
---Yes! I share your opinion, Master!
Fou, foou!
Then I'll go along too. My curiosity has won out over my caution.
Whether the Wandering Sea is an enemy or an ally, the fact that it is the most mysterious of mysteries does not change.
I'd really like to find out more about this pillar of magecraft which seems to have inherited the mysteries of the Age of Gods long past even in the modern age.
Although I don't think it's anything bad… even the Clock Tower refers to this as an ominous and mysterious place…
Hm, so the commoners will do as the commoners will, then. That's right, Meuniere.
Get it? The secrets of a pillar of magecraft are not for one's self to see.
It is an affair of such a nature that the moment you lay eyes on it you'll be petrified with terror, landing yourself in bed for a month.
There is not a single merit to be found, only harm. Curiosity didn't kill the cat. Fear did.
However, if you are human, you must endure fear. Like me.
Mashu Kyrielight. Guda.
I permit you to investigate the outside as a two-man cell. When you have judged that there is no danger, call for me immediately.
Ah, do not stray far from the Border, alright? Keep your search in a perimeter you can return from within 5 seconds.
Choice: Roger that!
We will be exiting from the Border's port hatch now. Are you ready, Master?
Very well, leave your backs to me! I can at least defend it!
Yes, I'll leave it to you, Da Vinci-chan! ---Opening the hatch!
This is---
Choice: Am----
Amaaaaaaazing! This is amaaaaaaaaaaaaazing!
Look, look, Mashu, Guda-kun!
It's a secret base that looks as clichéd as if it was from a picture! What amaaaaaaaazingly poor imagination!
I'm honoured by your compliments.
For the extraordinary genius and problem child, Leonardo Da Vinci to view me with hostility, I've gotcha---
…But still… is that really Da Vinci?
Aren't you a bit small? Aren't you a girl? Aren't you a little too perfect?
Hey, you over there. Master, Guda-kun.
Is this child really Leonardo Da Vinci?
Yeah. I'm undoubtedly the real Leonardo Da Vinci's successor model, Leonardo Da Vinci-chan.
And who are you anyway? The girl who sent us the transmission?
Oops, I forgot my manners in my surprise. Cut, cut.
Yeah. I am Sion Eltnam Sokaris. The alchemist who's come to mess with you as a representative of the Atlas Institute.
The creator of the Trismegistus that you were using, and the Paper Moon that you had been freely using as you pleased just recently.
I'm here to collect the debt you've racked up for the patent fees. Uh, the usage fee so far would work out to $ seven hundred and ninety million…
Wow, so~ sad~! Your human rights have already been revoked!
Well then, you are all mine from your fingertips till the top of your head, Guda-kun!
Right, that's how it is, please sign this contract here.
[I used Lady Sion's inventions without permission. Furthermore, I saw the end of humanity or something. ]
[Therefore, in order to repay the unpaid usage fees, I, Guda will offer my body and time…]
[In short, all of myself to the aforementioned Sion as her possession, here I do solemly swear.]
Right, just sign here! By the way how do you want to be modified?
Mecha? Bio? Fusion? Alright, let's do all of them! It's alright, it's alright, it won't hurt one bit!
Choice: Ha---
Choice: Ha---
Choice: Haaaaah!?
Just kidding, no-no, there's no debt at all! It was just a joke, don't take it seriously!
After all, when I say $ I mean $ at old Zimbabwean dollar rates! It's at a level where you can repay it properly!
…Fou, foou….
I'm sorry, I might have overdone it a bit. After all, this is the first for me since I was born.
I also struck first during the transmission just now… ah, my apologies.
So that you would feel more secure, I adopted a more dignified tone of voice.
My normal self is an alchemist who knows of etiquette, as you can well see, so please do not have any misunderstandings about me.
I, I see… you spoke quite fast so I couldn't really keep up,
but someone from Atlas wouldn't have seriously offered a contract to sign.
So it was a high-level negotiation tactic in order to mellow out the tensions of first contact.
Choice: (I think this person isn't one to lie…)
Well then, let me reintroduce myself once more. I am Sion. Welcome to the Wandering Sea, everyone from Chaldea.
Leonardo Da Vinci. Mashu Kyrielight.
Guda. And…
(I don't have any records of that animal… but perhaps it's someone's familiar…)
(…I feel a faint sapience from it. As if it were an AI that had started to learn things once more).
Well, whatever. Uh, ahem. I know about your current circumstances.
Although I haven't taken a look outside yet, I know what happened to Chaldea when it welcomed the year 2018.
…You haven't looked outside... Could Sion-san perhaps have no immunity to the atmosphere outside?
No, I'm in the pink of health. A high quality analytical mind needs a healthy body.
That's not it, there was just no need to go outside. I'm sorry. You misunderstood, Mashu.
Well then, who's in charge now?
Although Leonardo Da Vinci should've been in charge according to my calculations, that doesn't seem to be the case now, does it?
It seems that my numbers were wrong. Then I'll need to retake it, retake it quickly.
Hmph. To think you would have noticed that. Although you look like a young girl, that is not all you are.
Yes. The Master-cum-amateur mage of a brat, the Demi Servant girl,
and the competent Technical Consultant are but my subordinates. Who am I? No more need be said.
It is I, the head of the golden Musik family which shall one day revive, the New Director, Gordolf Musik…!
It seems that you are surprised by my survival.
That emblem, that uniform, I know it well. It seems to be the truth that you are a mage of the Atlas Institute.
Thusly, it is not far-fetched that your specialty, Parallel High-Speed Thinking, could have predicted the tragedy of Chaldea.
It was I who was unable to see through the last step of Koyanskaya-kun's evil plot, and I who have allowed the Crypters to run rampant.
The [future prediction] of Atlas must have foreseen that I would be killed first.
After all, a competent commander must be the first target to be brought down. Heh.
But! I have survived, as you can see!
For I am a man who will never retire from a race, no matter the harsh roads, no matter the foul weather, even if I do not come in first!
Um, Mr. Gordolf, right? With those specs, you'd have survived.
Eh? Really?
Although the probability was low, it wasn't zero. If other, strong factors were added in, then it's no surprise that you survived.
Actually, what I was shocked about wasn't you, but that Servant. Will you tell me your name?
My apologies. The new Director insisted on going out, so I accompanied him as an escort.
I am the Servant, Sherlock Holmes. My class is Ruler.
This should be sufficient introduction, successor of the great Atlas Institute.
What's that. Do you know of me? A famous detective knows of the private matters of others in that much detail?
Why, it is elementary, lady. The middle name of Eltnam tells us everything.
By further considering your words and actions, as well as our own circumstances, the answer naturally---
Choice 1: Ah, this guy read the cheat sheet. Choice 2: He's used the Trihermes at the Atlas Institute.
That is not good, do not speak of unnecessary things, Mister Guda!
He used the Trihermes…? Ah, I see, I see, you're talking about the sixth singularity!
That was in the Mage's Association's report.
Heh… so he didn't become a cripple after coming into direct contact with Trihermes… Hmmm…. Huh…
As expected of a Servant who lives for [knowledge]! I think we'll hit it off!
…Sion. How long are you going to stand there talking?
This ship needs servicing, right? Just get all of the crew off of it already.
Choice: -----(speechless)
….What? Why are you staring at my face? You are quite rude.
Choice 1: S-sorry Choice: Uh, nice to meet you.
That high level of mana… could it be a Servant? The Wandering Sea can also summon a Servant!?
Yeah, I took a peek at Chaldea's system, and summoned one through my own means somehow.
I also need an escort… or rather, someone to act as my subordinate.
See. No matter how many schematics I can come up with, I need the labour to assemble them, right?
Sion-san's Servant… I'm shocked that Heroic Spirit summoning is possible outside of Chaldea…
Good day, Wandering Sea's Servant-san. I am Mashu Kyrielight.
If it would please you, could I please have your name? No, it's fine if it's not your True Name, just an assumed name would do…
…..I have no name. If you ask who I am, I am nobody. If you need something to call me by, [Nameless] will do fine.
Sion. Get out of the dock quickly. I've called everyone, so these people are in the way.
…It is as miserable as the death of coral.
This ship looks terrible. I can hear its laments. If I don't fix it immediately, I think I'll go mad.
Oops, the Captain's in a bad mood, huh. Well, he's shyer than I am so it can't be helped!
Captain… what's that, are you making fun of me?
But there's no other suitable way to call you, right? Or perhaps you would prefer Prince?
…Well, fine. There's more guests now, so Captain's fine. It's better than Prince.
…That Servant's Saint Graph… it seems to be mixed, Miss Sion?
Yeah. He's a phantom. I'd need Mashu's shield for a proper Heroic Spirit summoning, wouldn't I?
We don't have any such holy relics over here, so I managed to establish the Saint Graph by crossing them together.
Ah, but I won't tell you which Heroic Spirit he is. A Servant's True Name is something a Servant should reveal themselves.
Once the Captain acknowledges you, he'll naturally reveal his true identity.
Sokyu. Fou, fou.
At this moment, the only people here are the Captain and I.
There isn't anyone else around, so feel free to bring everyone else aboard the Shadow Border.
I've prepared quarters for the staff to rest in, but you guys'll have to accompany me for just a while longer.
Well then, everyone, though I'd like to tell you [good work, rest in bed], just come with me for a bit to the Wandering Sea's entrance.
We'll be getting well acquainted for a long time from now on, so I'd like to invite you to the new control room.
Oh.
Fouu…
This is---
Choice: Chaldea's control room…!?
That's wrong, Guda-kun.
It's not [similar to Chaldea's control room], it's that [Chaldea's control room is similar to this].
This is the masterpiece I have been assembling without sleep for the three months since I've come to the Wandering Sea!
I call this the Spiritron Calculator Trismegistus II!
This is your new brain, faithfully recreated after the Trismegistus lent to Chaldea!
Hmm. You assembled it here, which means you brought the materials along with you, right?
Whether it's the Paper Moon or these preparations, you seem to have a good degree of involvement.
Sion Eltnam Sokaris.
You seem to know Chaldea better than we do, don't you?
Yeah. Though more precisely, it was before Chaldea was officially started.
The Pseudo-Spiritron Calculator Trishermes, the heart of Atlas.
The development of its sister machine, the Trismegistus, was something entrusted to me by my father, the director of Atlas.
The technology to send people to the past, or rather, to singularities, was something that I would have provided through the Paper Moon's Imaginary Numbers Dive.
But the original director of Chaldea, Mr. Marisbilly, came up with a more reliable method, which was to turn the physical flesh into spiritrons and transfer them…
He proposed the Leyshift Ritual instead.
It was an approach which was more active and closer to the [future prediction] that our Atlas Institute had been advancing.
Although it was a proposal lacking in caution, it was a really big matter for a mage to reveal their own secrets.
Still, for one of the 12 Lords of the Clock Tower, the Animusphere family, to share technology with Atlas…
that was something that would have sparked a war if the other Lords knew. The Animusphere family might even have been wiped out.
Even knowing of that danger, Director Marisbilly acted.
In order to express our respect for his resolution, the Atlas Institute decided to honour Chaldea's request.
Well, no Lord noticed Animusphere's choice beforehand, so we fulfilled the promise after the fact.
And after that, it is as you know.
We supplied the Trismegistus, and Chaldea completed Chaldeas.
Thus, it officially began fulfilling its mission as the Human Order Security Organization Chaldea.
You would be more aware of Chaldea's activities after that. We only provided the technology after all.
I know of Chaldea's relationship with the Atlas Institute. What we are more interested in is about you, lady.
How did you come to escape the bleaching of the Earth, and why were you waiting for us here in the Wandering Sea?
Choice: Yeah, yeah.
You like asking about things you already know the answer to, don't you, Sherlock? Is that your duty? Or perhaps you'll die if you don't do it?
Fine, on account of how methodical you are, I'll explain what I've come to understand!
Answer no. 1. [I escaped the Earth becoming blank white because I was here in the Wandering Sea].
The Wandering Sea is something like a singularity that drifts about within the gaps of the Earth's texture.
Even if the Earth is covered by the wave of blankness, the Wandering Sea isn't affected by it.
Answer no. 2. [I was at the Wandering Sea because I predicted this future].
Just like Chaldeas, Trihermes collects, categorizes and records a lot of information on Earth.
It is truly [a sea of information just sitting there]. From the perspective of we alchemists, it is like the soup of life.
I snuck under my father's gaze and leisurely swam in that first-rate sea.
But at that time, it was calculated that [although the circumstances and methods are unknown, under these conditions, the Earth will be destroyed in the year 2018].
It was bad, it was really bad.
I reported my prediction to my father. Hoping that he could do something.
However, that theatre-crazed shitty dad… no, I mean, the great and noble Director Atlasia said thus.
[I see the end of humanity every day. Please do not waste my time with such a trifling problem.]
[In the first place, this is a problem you have come across of your own will. Why would you seek the solution from others, my cute Sion?]
At that time I felt deeply the lack of manpower at the Atlas Institute.
All of them had their hands full with resolving their respective [the end of the world that they saw], after all!
And so, the bonus answer no. 3. Thus, I made my resolve.
[That's right, I'll go to the Wandering Sea].
I replaced the parts of the in-construction Trismegistus II into the giant machine Hermes and knocked on the door of the Wandering Sea.
This plan let me assure my own safety and obtain reliable collaborators. It was two birds with one stone.
In my calculations, Chaldea would shut down no matter what. For [Invader X], Chaldea was the most important case of all.
Humanity's end can come in two ways, the accumulative type or the sudden type.
Most ends are accumulative… step by step, they slowly head towards doom.
The speed at which these ends come can be ameliorated by the efforts of leaders all over the world which can grasp the situation properly.
On the other hand, the sudden types are like a traffic accident. They cannot be protected against by any sage.
Leyshifting is the only countermeasure against these ends which [finish everything in a single blow].
The incident of the blank white earth this time… the invasion from outer space was a foul play which could only be resisted by leyshifting.
So…
The invaders which had prepared such thorough plans would not overlook the leyshift-capable Chaldea.
If it were me, I would crush Chaldea as my first move. No, if Chaldea isn't crushed, the invasion cannot begin.
I'm sorry, that was unnecessary. Let's get back to the topic.
Luckily, I managed to get a place where I could prepare countermeasures, but I was still very powerless.
After all, I don't know my opponent's true identity nor their methods. So---
What I could do was only to [believe in you].
The invaders regard Chaldea as their greatest threat. Therefore, Chaldea should be able to stand as proof of that.
You would surely survive. You would not give up, no matter what happens to the Earth.
You would surely, surely stand up once more. Therefore, what I had to do became simple.
To supply you with a new base. To prepare a second Chaldea, and wait for you.
That is the sole answer that [I found in 2017]. And so---
Without understanding anything, you have come this far.
Quod erat demonstrandum. Thank you very much for listening to me patiently.
Choice 1: You… Choice 2: Believed in us, and waited---
That's pretty embarrassing to hear. Thanks, Sion.
Before, I would have replied [Discuss these things with us first!], though.
Well, that's a no-no! I'm a shy person after all!
Besides, if I spoke to the subjects of the future prediction…
The outline might change, and you'd have to prepare different measures anew, right?
Yep. Recalculating would take up more time too. In that event, there is a high chance the countermeasures might not make it in time.
I judged that this was for the best.
Yeah. That's fine. But--- what's with the state of matters here?
There's not a single mage of the Wandering Sea to be seen.
They shouldn't be affected by the Earth turning blank, right? But why is it that only you and the Captain are here?
That is because they are the same as my father, in that they could not comprehend the [whitening of the Earth] as a problem that affects them.
No, it's even worse than my father. For them, the destruction of humanity in the AD era does not matter at all.
It was when the Earth began to turn white, and the Crypters made their declaration of victory.
[You should avert the end with your own hands. We are already unconcerned with human civilization]
[We understand the thoughts of those that gave rise to this phenomenon. But in any case, those are not our ideals]
The mages of the Wandering Sea said that and left.
[We will allow you to invite the mages of Chaldea. You can also use this much of the Wandering Sea, should you wish.]
[However, do not enter our workshops. We cannot guarantee your fate].
In the first place, this place is the entrance of the Wandering Sea, connected to the strange workshops that dabble with the Regression to the Age of Gods.
Even now, they are shut away behind that closed [stone door].
Hm. You mean to say that the eminent people of the Wandering Sea do not acknowledge human history in the AD era as "something of value", then.
Even so, we are in no circumstances to let things be. The magecraft of the Wandering Sea is magecraft from the Age of Gods. That strength is immeasurable.
If we could somehow get that stone door open--- Mr. Gordolf?
D-D-D-Don't be an idiot, Management Consultant! Let go of that door, don't touch it!
I-I-It's scary, behind there are multiple presences similar to that of the Headmaster…!
How could there be such a thing!? That single door could crush and scatter countless Lords!
Muu. Though Gordolf-kun's making some incoherent statements, I can understand that he is more frightened than he has ever been…
Everyone, I disagree with touching that door too. We shouldn't be increasing our enemies needlessly.
First, let's get the Shadow Border repaired. As long as we have our feet, we can deal with the Wandering Sea later.
Sion, I'll go repair the Border. Sorry, but I'll need to borrow your help---
Heeeeey! Da Vinci----!
I hid inside the Border as you instructed, but I was found! Sorry!
….Haah. Our insurance policy for the worst just became useless…
How could you be so clumsy, Meuniere-kun. That hidden room was something only I knew of, though?
No, there was this really cute kid that came in so I just poked my head out to take a peek…
Ah. No. That's not it. Nope.
He started messing around with the Border, so I thought to give him a piece of my mind. Ahahahaha.
There there. Overlook the Captain's actions. It's that child's hobby to make a ship pretty.
But let's leave the Border's repairs for later, Da Vinci.
After all— we still have other things we need to do!
Choice: An ice-breaking party?
Of course we're going to do that. There's a lot of things I want to talk about and want to hear about!
And then, in order to have an ice-breaking party, there is something we cannot avoid!
Yes--- what all of you need is a new base, a new My Room!
Let's build your Chaldea base here!
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