"So that's it. A 'Singularity' that appeared because of the Holy Grail? This name is quite apt and can explain why the Servant summoning mechanism here is different from that in a Holy Grail War..."
"What? You know who the Assassin wandering in London is? Jack the Ripper?"
"What? [P] is that Paracelsus? That master of alchemy?"
"No wonder there are so many Homunculi in the streets and alleys of London. They indeed have traces of alchemy on them. Why didn't we think in this direction all along..."
"Nani? [B] is that Charles Babbage? You even know this?!"
"Cough cough, there are so many Helter Skelters wandering in London. Their quality isn't something an ordinary Magus can create. If one could see or dismantle a Helter Skelter face to face, presumably one could guess a thing or two..."
"Stop for a moment. You wouldn't want to say you even know who the final [M] is, right?"
"Makiri? He seems to have some relationship with Paracelsus. I remember his butterfly magecraft seemed quite flashy..."
"What?! His true form is actually one of the seventy-two Demon God Pillars, Barbatos?!"
Hans Christian Andersen was shocked, completely shocked.
They had investigated for so long and knew about P, B, and M, the three who used code names to stir up trouble in this Singularity, but they just didn't know who their true forms were.
So in Andersen's eyes, they were at most some Servants who descended into this Singularity with him. Although they would be tricky, they presumably wouldn't be terribly powerful.
But the seventy-two Demon God Pillars were a bit different...
"You wouldn't want to say there's still the shadow of King Solomon behind this, right?"
Recalling who the boss of the seventy-two Demon God Pillars was, Andersen's gaze towards Takumi changed on the spot.
Other Servants were fine, but popping out a Demon God Pillar was a bit impolite.
Especially Solomon behind that. What King of Israel, King of Magecraft, the pinnacle of Summoning Arts, God-given Ten Rings, eyes that could see through the past and future, etc. Anyway, the buffs were already stacked full.
Such an existence wasn't something a little cleverness could solve.
"If it were just Solomon, that would be fine, but actually there's more than that..."
Takumi pulled the corners of his mouth bitterly, then slowly poured out all the intelligence he knew about Goetia, as well as his own thoughts.
Before, he could selectively not reveal this intelligence on the grounds that they wouldn't encounter Goetia for a while. But this Singularity was different. It wasn't impossible to really encounter that "King of Urine" [Goetia], so he had to make others realize the seriousness of the matter.
Moreover, pouring all this out like bitter water made Takumi feel much more comfortable.
Especially seeing everyone look like they were facing a formidable enemy, their originally somewhat lax attitude becoming serious, he felt a sense of psychological balance.
This kind of unlucky thing can't be known only by me.jpg.
"Beast of Compassion, King of Demon Gods Goetia... Does no one feel this matter shouldn't be something we can know right now?"
Andersen chewed on Goetia's title repeatedly, leaning back helplessly and weakly on the sofa.
He now felt it was ridiculous that Takumi inexplicably knew so many things, and even more ridiculous that he, an Author-type Heroic Spirit, actually had to face an Evil of Humanity.
Especially after listening to Takumi recount Goetia's abilities, only one thought remained in his mind—
Invincible. And numbers are meaningless.
"I admit that for an Evil of Humanity, there is no more suitable villain than him. But, to let us deal with Goetia? For real?"
Shakespeare pointed to himself, sweating profusely.
Asking a playwright to fight an Evil of Humanity was truly a bit too hard on him.
"Tch! Isn't it just some Goetia? Never fought him, haven't even met him, why are you all so dejected?"
The fearless Mordred looked contemptuously at the two Author-type Heroic Spirits whose art style had changed.
Obviously, even though Servants came with knowledge of the concept of Evils of Humanity, for someone with a slightly reckless temperament like Mo-san, she didn't have enough understanding of it.
"You can't say that, Saber..."
Hearing Mordred's words, Jekyll, who spent the most time with her, looked at her wryly.
Jekyll at least had some understanding of the concept of Evils of Humanity. He just didn't expect this thing to really exist, and that he could actually encounter such an existence in his lifetime, causing him to feel a bit unreal right now.
"Sigh, being competitive at a time like this isn't a good choice, Sir Mordred. Do you know where the gap between ordinary Servants and Grand Servants lies?"
Andersen sighed, closed the book on his lap, and then looked at the somewhat impatient Mordred.
"Probably... Grands are a bit stronger than ordinary Servants?"
Mordred frowned, blurting out after a little thought.
"It's not wrong if you understand it that way."
Hearing this, Andersen laughed dumbfoundedly.
"Servants have mutual strengths and weaknesses. If excluding Personal Skills and Noble Phantasm factors, the biggest difference lies in the capacity or volume of the Spirit Origin."
"If speaking of ordinary Servants, for example, the kind like you and me..."
Andersen picked up a cup of water from the table as he spoke.
"Hey hey, just compare with yourself; why drag me into it?"
Mordred was somewhat unhappy seeing this.
"Fine, fine, I won't stand with you. My level is the small cup next to it, okay?"
Andersen said helplessly.
Simultaneously pointing to another smaller cup on the table.
If he weren't in no mood right now, he would have retorted no matter what.
Ignoring Mordred's mumbling of "That's more like it," Andersen continued:
"The Spirit Origin volume of an ordinary Servant is like the water in this cup. No matter how you fill it, it won't exceed this amount."
"And a Grand is like... that basin over there, several times or even a dozen times that of this cup."
Andersen looked around and pointed to the water basin in the corner.
"People who don't understand might think we can easily defeat a 'basin' by pulling a few or a dozen 'cups' together. Actually, it's not the case. The output volume of the two is fundamentally different. If the output volume of an ordinary Servant is only one, then the output volume of a Grand ranges from two to ten."
"For ordinary human strength, as long as it exceeds half of the opponent's, it's an almost crushing advantage in power. Seen this way, presumably I don't need to say more about the gap within, right?"
Andersen spread his hands.
"Of course, such a simple analogy isn't appropriate either. You just need to know the gap between Grand and non-Grand is huge. Moreover, Servants who can be selected as Grands won't have weak origins and skill combinations."
"And corresponding to Grands are Beasts, that is, Evils of Humanity."
"Many people habitually benchmark Grands against Beasts, but actually, it's hard to simply lump them together. Even in my opinion, Beasts are actually one level higher than Grands."
"After all, those are Evils of Humanity born to destroy humanity, which even humans themselves haven't known. How can they be easily dealt with by just throwing out a Grand?"
Andersen shook his head and sighed.
The only Beast he knew from Takumi's mouth—Goetia, was a dual collection of Grand and Beast. Who dared to say sending a Grand Servant could settle it?