Moran had previously mentioned the concept of simulation to Zelretch, explaining it as a cycle of reincarnation that magi could understand.
He said that even if he, as the True Ancestor, were to die, he might still be resurrected in the future.
Although Moran explained it using his own magical theory, Zelretch doubted its feasibility.
After all, such a thing had never happened before.
He and Brisisan found Moran to be full of mysteries.
From the moment they first met in Solomon's academy, they had this intuitive feeling, and it remained the same even now.
However, Zelretch didn't mind.
No matter how many mysteries surrounded Moran, he would still regard him as a senior brother.
And he would reciprocate with the brotherly affection of a fellow disciple.
It could be said that both Zelretch and Moran were the least like magi among magi. Compared to those who chose to abandon their humanity to pursue the path of magecraft further, they were more human and full of life.
Even though, at this point, both of them had already fallen into the non-human category of Ancestors.
"This is the disassembled base of the Holy Grail. I think you should be aware of the Holy Grail War in Snowfield City, right?"
Zelretch casually mentioned the Holy Grail War to Moran, as if discussing yesterday's chess game.
"Of course, I plan to participate. What about you, Zelretch? Are you planning to join in for some fun?"
"Ha, I wasn't interested at first, but knowing that you will participate has piqued my interest. The Holy Grail War, occasionally, I also participate as a Master; it seems quite nice."
Zelretch's lips curved into a crescent shape.
An obvious sly smile.
The only reason he observed without intervening was that this matter often failed to pique his interest.
If Moran were his opponent, then Zelretch would be interested.
In past sparring sessions, Moran had always had the upper hand over him. Zelretch's fighting spirit was quite abundant.
"Ugh… The Great Ancestor actually wants to participate in the Holy Grail War… Am I hearing things… or am I dreaming?"
Tokiomi felt a headache coming on.
It was as if a voice entered his mind.
Asking: "Tokiomi Tohsaka, are you awake?"
It would be terrifying for the Mage's Association to know that the Jewelstone Elder himself was participating in the Holy Grail War.
"No wonder Ancestor Moran gave me a test earlier. The luckiest choice I made in my life was to give up participating in the Holy Grail War! Even the Ancestor and Heaven are protecting my Tohsaka family!"
Tokiomi nodded in feigned satisfaction.
As if trying to convince himself.
Now that he knew that Moran and Zelretch were brothers, he also regarded Moran as a second ancestor.
Competing with the two ancestors as rivals.
Tokiomi lamented that he must have gone mad to think this way.
Just a few hours ago, he had been racking his brain over the Holy Grail War in the magecraft workshop.
Now, it seemed so ridiculous.
In a Holy Grail War with these two magicians participating, ordinary magi were like ants.
Even heroic spirits could be pressed down and rubbed into the ground by the two of them.
Indeed, it was better to stay home with his daughter and wife, feeling at ease. What was the use of racking his brain over the Holy Grail War all day?
With this thought, Tokiomi sighed in relief.
A sense of clarity emerged in his back.
He no longer had excessive concerns about the Holy Grail War in Snowfield City and accepted the fact of giving up from the bottom of his heart.
"Unfortunately, I'm no longer young. I don't have a reincarnation like you. I only have this one life. If it were in the past, I would probably have accompanied you without hesitation."
Zelretch shrugged with a faint smile.
His words carried a hint of regret.
For a moment, Zelretch genuinely wanted to participate in the Holy Grail War, and Moran keenly sensed this.
"This isn't the you I know. Could it be that you're afraid to compete with your senior brother?"
"Look at you, so pleased. I, Zelretch, would never shy away from a fight. However, this Holy Grail War is very special. If I personally intervene, the world line could be set in a bad way… Hmph, I've never thought that the Great Spider was so detestable."
Zelretch unhappily jabbed his staff into the ground.
As if he wanted to stab it into the heart of the Great Spider, his disdain was not concealed in his words.
"ORT? I remember you were always observing it… In this main world line, will that guy awaken?"
Moran's expression turned serious.
This Great Spider was not ordinary.
It was a super-species from Mercury UO that had come from outside Earth, a being without the concept of death.
Currently, this creature was still in a dormant state.
Its awakening would mean the end of the world.
In Moran's understanding, only the combined power of the Twelve Olympian Mecha Gods could combat this monster.
It was an existence not inferior to the Mecha Gods.
If the Great Spider awakened, it would be extremely dangerous for Moran as well.
"No, it's not confirmed yet. If I intervene, then this line would truly be set. So, Senior Brother, I can't respond to your invitation. I have to keep an eye on the Great Spider. However, I must remind you that the possibility of the Great Spider awakening is still quite high."
Zelretch said very seriously. The Great Spider was the greatest challenge that humanity and all life on Earth would eventually face.
He had been troubled by this for a long time.
"The Holy Grail War in Snowfield City has a total of thirteen Servants and thirteen Masters, among which there is a Level 7 High-Class Dead Apostle named Jester Karture. His wish to participate in the Holy Grail War is to awaken the Great Spider and add a bit of fire to this boring world."
Zelretch said with indifference.
He was ranked third among the Twenty-Seven Ancestors, so he was well aware of the principles and essence of Dead Apostles.
Human reasoning does not apply to madmen and non-humans.
"I can't intervene in this Holy Grail War, Moran. If you, as an intruder, could, then there is still a possibility. I hope you can help me keep an eye on those guys. If the Great Spider awakens, it would be a disaster for any living being on this planet."
"Ah, I've inexplicably taken on a heavy burden. I just wanted to come to this stage to relax."
"Things don't go as planned, Senior Brother. I can't help it."
Moran didn't expect things to turn out this way.
He thought his world line had nothing to do with the Great Spider, but now Zelretch had come to inform him.
However, this was a stroke of luck amidst misfortune.
At least now that he knew the information, he still had the ability to prevent the awakening of the Great Spider.