On the way to San Francisco, Lawrence spoke to Leonardo almost continuously.
"I probably understand what you are thinking." Da Vinci nodded through the communication, with a look of interest on his face, "So you want to learn from the Eastern magic base form and create an independent one of your own.
'Thought disk', used to store magic?"
"The means we use as Servants cannot be stored as magic, Leonardo." Lawrence did not confirm or deny, but just immersed himself in doing his own thing. "My idea is to carve it on the spare body in advance.
Perform magic, and then hide the means to activate magic in our 'magic disk'."
"After all, the basis for my development of this thing is the thing you made. With her mental strength, the magic capacity of the 'Psimulated Thought Key Pattern' I simulated will not be too large, or even very small."
Da Vinci didn't take it seriously: "What's wrong with being small? Isn't it enough?"
"indeed."
Lawrence smiled and once again entered the thought disk through the thought key pattern. Although he did not have permission to browse the contents inside, Lawrence was greatly inspired by this strange mode.
It's just that Lawrence is not in Chaldea now, so there is no way to carry out more operations.
Leonardo da Vinci is the undisputed "man of all powers", and so is Lawrence.
But both of them know very little about the truth behind the incineration of humanity, and what else might happen after the incineration of humanity? Will humanity really be taken back? Are there more possibilities for humans?
Precisely because of his genius, he has more things to consider and further things to consider.
This also creates anxiety.
Anxiety about the future.
In order to repair the singularity and bring humanity back from the edge of burning, Chaldea has done almost everything. Neither Leonardo nor Lawrence have the confidence to follow Fujimaru Ritsuka and Chaldea all the time.
In the end, the two people came up with the idea of "leaving a back-up and retaining what may be the last hope."
Gran Cavallo is the name given to this idea by Leonardo da Vinci.
That is the so-called - [Unfinished Horse].
This was the back-end work of Leonardo da Vinci and Lawrence, and it completely contained the efforts of the two of them. Lawrence had almost no free time in Chaldea, and was also related to Gran Cavallo.
"I probably already have an idea here, and I can start implementing it when I return to Chaldea." Lawrence looked at the surrounding environment and said to Da Vinci.
Da Vinci crossed his legs, supported his chin with one hand, and smiled helplessly: "You should come back from that singularity alive first. I heard from Ritsuka that the final boss of that singularity seems to be
He’s a difficult guy to deal with.”
"That's why I asked you to record my thoughts, isn't it?" Lawrence didn't care what Da Vinci said and just smiled, "If I return to the Throne of Heroes, I'll ask you to continue my thoughts.
."
"I know you can do it, Leonardo."
"We are all omnipotent people, pioneers of the stars who represent the infinite possibilities of mankind, aren't we?"
Da Vinci sat in his seat, slightly silent. Mona Lisa did not have a smile on her face, but sighed softly.
"Don't say such things, Lawrence." She raised her head, rubbed her face with her hands, and looked at the ceiling blankly, "When I returned to Florence, I couldn't even find your tombstone.
, don’t say such things.”
"Don't let what happened at the last singularity happen again."
"Keep your smile, Mona Lisa." Lawrence leaned his head against the window of the mechanical car, looking at the desolate land outside, with a relieved and plain smile on his face, "We have all experienced such huge difficulties.
, and survived, right?”
"Since we haven't returned to the Throne of Heroes yet, we must play our best role in this journey."
"Okay, okay, look at me, I usually laugh at you and you have almost completely turned into Sister Harley. Now look at yourself, haven't you been affected by the outside world to this extent?" Da Vinci returned to activeness.
In a tone of voice, he said jokingly, "Just try your best to do everything well, just like before, I will do it."
She still agreed to Lawrence's request.
"That's good. I'm a little tired. I'll take a nap for a while." After Lawrence said this, he hung up the communication and glanced at Fujimaru Ritsuka and Mashu who had already walked far ahead, as well as the corpses still lying on the ground.
Rama and Nightingale following him.
No matter what the ending was, the journey was already spectacular enough, and Lawrence felt relieved after experiencing many things.
All that needs to be done now is to help Fujimaru Ritsuka continue on his path.
Lawrence closed his eyes and fell asleep in almost a second.
...
"Here you are, President King of the West."
Xiang An looked at Edison and said in a deep voice, with a huge galloping horse standing next to him.
He has given up calling himself the president of the "United States of Northern Chaldea". That is too stupid. Helena must have told Edison and Karna the truth a long time ago.
"Of course, King Beichu, but didn't you ask me to go to Shreveport to deliver a message to you before?" Edison tugged on his mane in confusion.
"The plan has changed. The order given by Gu's master is to come here to assist President Mr. Wang in conducting a frontal attack." Xiang An nodded to Karna and Helena as a greeting.
Karna's attitude towards Xiang An has not changed much. It is true that Xiang An's spiritual base composition includes his elder brother Yama, but Karna himself is not very familiar with Yama.
"Well, with your Noble Phantasm [King of Hell's Death Sentence], I can have more confidence when pushing the front forward." Edison looked quite distressed, "You know, they have too many followers.
, even if most of them are average in strength, occasionally a few powerful guys will appear.”
"Like... that?" Helena's voice was filled with some hesitation, pointing to the distance.
Xiang An, Edison, and Karna all followed Helena's eyes and looked over.
In a distant place, the Celtic army was already suppressing the phalanx of mechanical soldiers.
And standing in front of them was naturally a servant on horseback.
Tall, strong, with golden lines on his dark body.
"It's a servant." Xiang An put on a mask, summoned his many treasures, and got on his horse.
The servant also discovered Xiang An and let out a loud roar from a distance.
Xiang An, on the other hand, pointed at the follower with a big wave of his hand.
"Put in the bid and sell your head. Look at the orphan - take his head."