King Solomon's Road to Righteousness[Comprehensive]

"...he'll tell me what to do."

Romani Akiman chewed the profound words of Holmes on his lips several times, but he still couldn't understand the meaning.

"What is he trying to tell me? Tell me why I shouldn't be 'Romany Akiman,' but be Solomon?"

"I don't know, that's not what I should say."

The thin ruler took a deep breath from his pipe and breathed out a puff of mist: "Ah, before you leave, I have one more thing for you."

Having said that, Holmes reached out his hand and took out a white shard familiar to everyone present from his long windbreaker.

"This……"

When the other party said "there is something", Romani vaguely guessed the truth of the item that Holmes was about to hand over to him, but when the other party really took out the unknown white light ball, he couldn't help it. Inexplicably felt a little disappointment and bad.

"This is the fragment that dropped after defeating Moriarty. I think you should be collecting this."

Holmes put the white shard into Romani's outstretched hands, and wrote lightly: "You should have gotten one, two...four pieces by now, right?"

"Yes."

Romani was about to take out a few white light balls that he had kept around him before, when he heard Holmes' inquiry, he nodded naturally.

After all, the real body of the other party is the most famous detective in the history of literature, and this time he was summoned by the special agency of a ruler. It is understandable that they can get this information without their knowledge.

Thinking of this, Romani gathered all the four fragments in his palm.

It's strange to say that the four light clusters that were still vague and qualityless before got closer to each other and faintly retracted their light, condensing into a sharper entity.

"How is this going?"

The change of the fragments came so unexpectedly that everyone present did not have time to isolate them from each other before the mutation occurred.Romani frowned and looked at the four spindle-shaped objects in his hand, always feeling that the shapes of these white magic crystals looked familiar.

Thinking of this, he stretched out his hand and picked up one of them, held it up to his eyes and looked at it carefully.

There are still some white lights flickering faintly on the fragments, and the touch becomes hard and sharp, but the temperature is unexpectedly warm.

Somewhat familiar... no, very familiar.

Romani squinted his eyes, pondered for a moment in his brain, and suddenly found a matching item in his mixed memories.

"Holy chip?"

He raised one eyebrow in surprise: "Is this... a fragment of the holy crystal that Chaldea used to summon followers?"

"Yes, but if you ask me, the exact name of this thing should be 'information carrier'."

Holmes nodded, but did not continue to discuss the issue of the "scientific name". Instead, he raised his hand, signaling the heroic spirits to return their attention to Fuyuki City, which is now in a mess.

"There are still four pieces left to form a whole Saint Quartz. Right now, there are two fragment drop points waiting for you to attack. If you want to get more in-depth information, go to the pyramid and Camelot City quickly. Bar."

The ruler's words were unanimously approved by everyone, and the heroic spirits set off one after another and spontaneously divided into two teams to attack the enemy's Saber and Rider.

"Akiman, you stay here first and do me a favor."

Just when Romani was about to follow Iskandar to attack the servants in Camelot, Merlin, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly spoke.

"Anyway, the abilities of those two servants are not too strong. Instead of joining in the fun, you might as well help me... It's already a mess outside, I have to expand the scope of the illusion."

When the Half-Dream Demon said this, there was a rare look of tiredness between his brows and eyes. He sighed softly, and there was no playfulness in his pair of violet eyes.

Romani wanted to refuse, but before he could speak, Holmes, who was watching everything, spoke again.

"You can stay here for the time being. I also have something to say to you."

"……All right."

Now that Holmes, who has always been reliable, said so, Romani had no choice but to give up the action of collecting debris with the others.He helped Merlin improve the magic spell of the illusion, making its scope and depth of influence a bit bigger, then he left the half succubi who continued to stand guard, and went to the side to find Holmes.

They all tacitly did not go back to the Fuyuki Hotel room, but relying on themselves as heroic spirits who are not afraid of the cold, they just stood at the highest peak of the whole city, bravely facing the cold wind and white snow blowing from all directions .

"Mr. Akiman."

Seeing that Romani was busy with Merlin's affairs, Holmes rubbed his pipe and spoke first.

"What is your understanding of the nature of Saint Quartz?"

Romani was taken aback by the sudden atmosphere of academic discussion.He looked at the detective in front of him strangely, and remained silent for a while, until the other party showed a faint impatient expression, and hesitantly said the answer in his heart.

"The Holy Quartz is an item used to summon servants. When humanism burns and recovers the Holy Grail, the Holy Quartz usually appears together with the Holy Grail. From the perspective of the essence mountain, the Holy Quartz should be a high-concentration magic crystal .”

"Ah."

Holmes responded briefly: "And then?"

"Then?"

Romani blinked suspiciously: "Although I didn't study the source of the Holy Quartz carefully at the beginning, my guess is that it should be a fragment of the Holy Grail... After all, their essence and magic power density are very close. The light emitted from the ground is very similar, so we have reason to..."

"Have you ever thought about why the Saint Quartz can be used by Chaldea as a material for summoning servants?"

Holmes stopped Romani just in time before he could turn the conversation into an academic one.He took his gaze away from the pipe in his hand and looked straight at Romani standing beside him.

The ruler from England had a serious look on his face.

"The essence of the holy spar is a magic crystal, that's right, and after you died... after the original you activated the treasure to erase your own existence, Chaldea, through a series of data analysis, confirmed that the holy spar is in the whole body. The link and position in the summoning of the heroic spirit."

Holmes said earnestly: "It is the stepping stone to knock on the door of the Seat of Heroes, a medium for constructing a contract circuit, and a carrier for Heroes to entrust their own data."

"Mr. Akiman."

He called Romani's name again: "You should know what the essence of a heroic spirit is, right?"

"……Yes."

Romani nodded, but did not continue.He felt that his answer was correct, but intuitively speaking, he felt that Holmes was not expecting the overly standardized answer in his mind.

His premonition came true.Instead of urging him to speak out what was in his heart, the detective ruler threw out an answer that was beyond his expectations and within reason.

"Heroic spirits are 'memory'."

Holmes tapped the edge of the pipe in his hand twice with his index finger, shaking the burnt ash to the snow at his feet.

"A heroic spirit is a memory, a kind of data, a kind of information."

He slowly said: "The summoning of the heroic spirit is to reproduce the data of the heroic spirit on the 'cloud', that is, the seat of the heroic spirit, and put it on a carrier that can withstand the power."

"In Chaldea, three Saint Quartz are needed to summon a Heroic Spirit, but only one Saint Quartz is actually used to construct the Heroic Spirit itself. This Saint Quartz... this energy crystal is usually We become 'sage bases'."

When he said this, Holmes suddenly narrowed his eyes and let out a long sigh.

"When we recover heroic spirits, the original pure white crystalline spirit foundation will be dyed green or gold... This color actually represents the data left by the heroic spirit on this spirit foundation. The amount of data is large, that is Gold, small, is green."

"The reason for this is very simple, that is, the foundation we provide to the heroic spirits... that is, the spiritual base, the materials we give them in this world are too inferior... After all, the essence of the heroic spirits exists in the seat of the heroic spirits. In fact, all the individuals summoned to the human world are nothing but counterfeit replicas one by one."

"...Ruler, what do you mean by these words?"

Romani listened quietly for a long time, and finally couldn't help but speak: "Everything you said... seems to have nothing to do with these white holy wafers in my hand."

"No, no, it doesn't matter."

Holmes shook his finger: "I have said so much, but the point is actually here."

He cleared his throat, took a deep breath, and said word by word: "Since the Saint Quartz is only a temporary replica information carrier, what exactly does the thing that carries the original information look like?"

"Have you... ever seen the most authentic appearance of a heroic spirit?"

As soon as this remark came out, there was silence all around.

Holmes' words seemed to be recorded on a tape recorder, as the non-stop sound of wind and snow echoed in Romani's ears over and over again. It was as if a big hole had been opened in my chest, empty.

"You mean..."

He swallowed, but said with some difficulty: "Those white holy wafers are..."

"It's not Wuxiang."

Holmes smiled and said: "You can tell by your expression that you are thinking about it. How could he be so big and turned into such a few small pieces, and you walk around in your pocket? If you think about it with your toes, you know it's impossible." It's gone."

"..."

Romani breathed a sigh of relief.

"but……"

As soon as the rarely malicious ruler opened his mouth, Romani felt his heart be hooked again.He looked at the other person nervously, for fear that the person would spit out such a scary sentence again, and unconsciously choked his breath.

"... I don't know if you know, but in order to get enough power to revive you, Wu Ping made a deal with Gaia and handed over his own existence?"

"...?!"

"I do not know."

Romani replied subconsciously, but when he blurted out this sentence, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

"No, it should mean..."

He frowned, remembering the previous question about the other party's name.

"I should know something, feel something... Is this a deal with Gaia?"

"Yes."

Holmes nodded calmly: "His second Noble Phantasm does not come from himself...he does not have such a high standard of deeds to support his ability to violate the rules. This is Wuxiang using his real name, true appearance and existence to Gaia’s price in exchange.”

"The first two may be easy to understand. After all, I think you have penetrated into his memory and seen his original appearance and name."

After listening to the other party's inquiry, Romani nodded in a daze.

"Well, then let me explain the so-called 'existence' to you."

Holmes said: "As I said earlier, the essence of heroic spirits is 'memory', which is the passing down of their past achievements by living humans. Therefore, there is also a saying that heroic spirits are 'the crystallization of history'."

"The 'existence' that Wuxiang handed over as a price is precisely this memory. In his world, no one knows that there was such a person, even if he once saved the humanity of that world."

"It is reasonable to say that the heroic spirit who has been deprived of 'memory (existence)' will completely disappear from the historical line, but in fact you have also seen that Wuxiang not only did not die, but also went to countless parallel worlds, from those' He' found a memory (existence) about you."

When he said this, he narrowed his eyes slightly, showing a half-smile expression.

"How did he continue to 'live' to carry out the plan to resurrect you under the premise of 'dead'?"

"Think how you came to stand here again and talk to me, Solomon."

Romani fell silent after hearing this.

Heroic spirits are the remaining traces of great figures in history. Once they are forgotten by the world, they will disappear completely.

He is an existence pieced together by Wuxiang running through hundreds of millions of parallel worlds and gathering many "memories", that is, "from point to surface".

Wuxiang is a heroic spirit that has not been remembered. He should have just disappeared in the long river of history, but the reality is that he is more cheerful than any "he" in the parallel world.

What sustains him to this day?

Heroic spirits are a collection of human memories, human memories, human...

Romani was startled suddenly.

"He, Wuxiang..."

He felt his whole body trembling when he spoke: "He entrusted his existence... to 'him' in the parallel world?!"

"Yes."

After hearing the answer he wanted, Holmes finally showed a complete but somewhat cold smile.

"Because the 'he' in the parallel world will still be remembered, so he can maintain his existence through the memory of those who remember 'him', but..."

He said slowly: "You should be very clear about the current situation of those people."

Clear, how could it be unclear.

Romani felt as if his heart had been immersed in a large bucket of ice water. He stared at the heroic spirit in front of him in a trance, almost fainting on the spot.

The judge Xuejian gave up everything about being a human after becoming a god, and it was solidified into a concept. The judge Xuejian slaughtered all the people he knew before he was alive, and even the last monster who missed him died not long ago Under his sword, and Xuejian in the friend's account... his name, or existence, has been returned.

This, how could this be...

"Those white crystals are not pure holy wafers, but the existence created by Wuxiang Man, and they are the 'seeds' that he originally lodged on those 'Xuejian'."

Holmes' voice was deep and deep, making it impossible to discern the emotional color in it.

"That's not a spirit foundation equipped with memory, but the formless 'memory' itself."

"!"

Romani Akiman suddenly raised his head, he opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but a sudden sound of collapse unexpectedly interrupted his unclear train of thought.

The pyramids standing on both sides of Fuyuki City and Camelot City collapsed, and a warm golden light penetrated the heavy mist and shone on the Jade Seat of the Temple of Time at the end of the city.

The snowstorm stopped.

"...Okay, it's time to go."

Holmes withdrew his gaze, and lightly tapped the pipe in his hand.The ashes of the tobacco rustled down, scattered and mixed with the dark roof under his feet.

The snow melted.