"You are impatient, Ophelia."
"Yes, Captain, I am impatient."
One night, Ophelia was alone in her room. The remaining eye of the girl with the eyepatch was filled with chaotic thoughts.
In the empty room, a transparent screen was projected, like a hologram created by next-generation technology. The figure of Kirschtaria appeared there.
Located in the distant Atlantic Lostbelt, the blond-haired man gazed at Ophelia and said, "Do not worry. With your talent, no matter what schemes that magus is hiding, you can handle them."
"Captain, his attention is already focused on the Fantasy Tree," Ophelia said.
"I know. Your previous explanation was already thorough," Kirschtaria replied.
This was the aftermath of a Crypters' gathering. The focus of the gathering had been on Kadoc in the Russian Lostbelt. Because the remnants of Chaldea, after drifting in imaginary number space for several months, had finally chosen to surface. And the location where they surfaced was none other than the Russian Lostbelt.
After the gathering concluded, Kirschtaria had held another small meeting. Only three people participated: Kirschtaria, Ophelia, and Peperoncino.
During that small meeting, Ophelia laid out all the information she had collected during this time and frankly shared her own thoughts.
Kirschtaria said, "First of all, no matter what, I support your choice, Ophelia. But I hope your choice is made when you are calm. Why are you confused? Why are you hesitating? Is it because of that magus's grand undertaking?"
Grand undertaking.
After learning of that magus's methods, even Kirschtaria could not help but praise his actions. His ability to adapt to local conditions was only slightly inferior to his own.
The Scandinavian Lostbelt, among the seven, was of medium difficulty. On the surface, its environment seemed similar to the Russian Lostbelt's, both icy and snowy. But it was completely different from Russia, which had deteriorated due to its harsh environment. The original disaster of the Scandinavian Lostbelt was fire.
Scorching flames had burned everything on the earth, turning the whole world into purgatory. The current ice and snow were the method used by that goddess to protect the world. But even covered by ice and snow, the fire still existed.
That magus named Li Mo utilized those earth-scorching flames. He converted them into usable magical energy. This single act greatly changed the circumstances of the Scandinavian Lostbelt. The humans of the Scandinavian Lostbelt all relied on Scathach-Skadi's magical energy to maintain their barriers. Now, with so much extra magical energy appearing out of thin air, it meant the Lostbelt's population capacity could be significantly increased.
If Ophelia's Fantasy Tree gave the Scandinavian Lostbelt a chance to maintain its current state, then Li Mo had thoroughly brought it hope.
One represented the present, the other the future.
More importantly, Kirschtaria understood clearly. After the Fantasy Tree was planted, to Scathach-Skadi, Ophelia had lost her value. Given the nature of this Lostbelt King, she naturally would not abandon Ophelia. But she could no longer compete with Li Mo.
That magus had used his own power to prove his usefulness to this Lostbelt. If he could independently create such a magecraft, then naturally he could develop it further.
Because of this, Ophelia's anxiety was inevitable.
"This impatience, this confusion is unnecessary, Ophelia. There is only one thing you need to do next, and that is to understand what Li Mo intends to do. What is his goal?" Kirschtaria said. "Even if his goal is to make the people of the Lostbelt live better, then what is his next idea? Ophelia, he is not our enemy."
"Captain, what if the Scandinavian Lostbelt becomes your competitor?"
"Isn't that even better?" Kirschtaria replied. "I have said more than once, I do not mind competition between Lostbelts. I do not feel I will lose."
Kirschtaria Wodime. Even within the talent-filled A-team, he was an absolute genius.
Faced with such words from him, the agitation in Ophelia's eye subsided. She said, "I know what I must do now."
The communication was finally cut off.
If Peperoncino had made Ophelia feel a little better before, then Kirschtaria had made Ophelia begin to rally again.
Li Mo. What is he trying to do? What is his core objective?
Following this line of reasoning, assuming he really is from a parallel world... Standing from his perspective, what would his ultimate goal be?
Wait... Has he ever mentioned how to return to his parallel world?
Ophelia seemed to have grasped the core.
She stood up and left the room. The knight waiting outside the door watched Ophelia emerge and said, "Your meetings are finally over?"
"Next, we go to see Li Mo."
"Are you still troubled by him? Then how about just killing him?"
"Unnecessary."
Ophelia would not act on "Sigurd's" suggestion. At this point, it was fundamentally impossible to kill that magus. Scathach-Skadi was constantly watching over him.
She needed to confirm what that magus's true stance was.
"Sigurd" wore a mask, so his expression was unseen. Ophelia did not care about his thoughts either.
As a Master, she would not concern herself with her Servant's opinions.
Leaving the room, she exited the enclosed corridor. Arriving at an open hallway, through gaps she could see the colors of the sky outside.
Rainbows were distributed throughout the Lostbelt.
Strange, wasn't it? A month ago, the sky of the Scandinavian Lostbelt was clear and clean, cloudless for miles. Now, rainbows filled the entire Lostbelt, inevitably reminding one of the Bifrost from Norse mythology.
However, the Bifrost in mythology was a means of transportation. The rainbows here were channels for energy transmission.
Why had things developed to this stage?
When Koyanskaya first arrived in this Lostbelt, it wasn't like this yet.
Ophelia recalled what had happened during this time.
That magus obtained a group of giant soldiers. Then, after about a month in his hands, these soldiers were sent to various corners of the Lostbelt. Next, with Scathach-Skadi's help, the flames left behind by Surtr were converted into energy, transmitted via rainbows to this castle. Then, supplied to the Lostbelt King.
Afterwards, Scathach-Skadi would increase the population, right?
The Scandinavian Lostbelt was prospering.
It was precisely because of this sudden change that Ophelia had been lost. She hadn't even had time to concern herself with the Chaldea members who had appeared in the Russian Lostbelt. After all, Mashu was among that group as well.
But, her previous confusion could now end.
She knew what she had to do.