In the Fuyuki Grand Hotel.
Mordred's eyes widened as she blurted out, "He's disappearing completely from the Throne of Heroes?!"
Earlier, she had been eagerly anticipating the doctor's trump card to deal a heavy blow to the Demon God King.
But she never expected the cost would be vanishing from the Throne of Heroes!
This price was unimaginably devastating!
It meant all related heroic legends, historical records—every trace of his existence—would disappear entirely!
In this world, Solomon would cease to exist.
Everyone except Nameless would forget him!
Realizing the devastating cost, Mordred's excitement and anticipation instantly turned into boundless sorrow.
That shut-in doctor had wished to become human, yet before he could truly enjoy life as one—
Why had he vanished so completely?
"Mo, are you crying?" Gawain looked at her in surprise.
The unruly and rebellious knight, who had always been defiant, now had misty eyes.
But truth be told, after watching the video, even he was deeply moved by Romani Archaman's past.
Resolutely abandoning omniscience and omnipotence, willingly becoming human, only to personally give up everything about being human.
Calmly accepting the final farewell.
Truly... astonishing!
Mordred turned her head away. "I'm not! I'm the great Knight of Rebellion—how could I cry?! It's just sand in my eyes!"
The doctor had given his all just to become human and enjoy a peaceful, ordinary life, yet he had willingly abandoned it all.
It made Mordred think of how she, too, had given everything just to earn her father's acknowledgment—never experiencing a happy father-child relationship.
In the end, she had also failed, spiraling into madness and igniting the Battle of Camlann.
Everything had fallen into ruin.
But!
She could still manifest as a Servant and continue living.
Yet the other was gone forever, with no chance of ever returning!
Artoria spoke calmly. "Don't worry, Nameless is still here."
This rebellious child really was easily moved.
It seemed there was still hope for her.
No need to scrap this account and start over with a new one.
"Ah, right! There's still Nameless!"
Mordred suddenly realized.
Disappearing from the Throne of Heroes meant the doctor would vanish from everyone's memories.
There was no way he could appear in reality.
However—
In the real Chaldea, Romani Archaman still existed!
In contrast,
Nameless was the one forgotten by everyone—a tragedy beyond measure.
Mordred wiped the corner of her eye and focused intently on the video.
It was evident.
The truth about Nameless restarting the world and vanishing from everyone's memories would soon be fully revealed!
Gawain watched the scene before him with great interest.
The doctor's self-sacrifice had already moved you to tears.
When Nameless, whom you love, takes the stage, won't you be bawling like a dog?
How utterly delightful to anticipate!
As the Sun Knight, embodying justice, light, and kindness, Gawain planned to record everything and replay it repeatedly among the Round Table Knights—
A public execution of emotions!
The video continued.
"At the cost of my disappearance, all premises collapse. Goetia, your immortality ends here!"
Romani Archaman turned his gaze toward the mastermind behind it all. "O Magecraft Formula, created to protect humanity yet choosing to steal its future!"
"You have forsaken the duty I bestowed upon you. Now is the time to atone for this sin!"
Three thousand years ago, at the moment of King Solomon's death, to leave behind a force that would safeguard human civilization—
The King of Mages performed true magecraft for the first and only time.
He forged a formidable magecraft formula to protect humanity.
Its power rivaled that of True Magic, laying the foundation for human magecraft.
Yet—
The 72 Demon God Pillars exploited this formula, creating the collective Demon God King Goetia.
Originally designed to protect humanity, it instead sought humanity's annihilation!
A sin deserving of death!
"Hah, duty? You expect the invincible me to protect humans?"
Demon God King Goetia sneered at him. "Besides, do you truly find it amusing to show humans the ugliness of 'a human life'?"
"Enough! A human's life is nothing but a tale of hatred and despair, filled with repulsive filth—it only fuels my rage!"
During King Solomon's lifetime,
the 72 Demon God Pillars, as his familiars, witnessed everything seen through his Clairvoyance.
The more they saw, the more they recognized humanity's depravity.
From birth, no matter what they did, death was the only outcome!
Betrayal! Hatred! Curses! Slaughter!
The Demon Gods had witnessed far too much ugliness, thus embarking on the grand undertaking of the Incineration of Humanity—
To eradicate mankind entirely and forge a new, perfect world!
"You're wrong, Goetia! Though it ends in pain and death, it is by no means despair!"
Romani Archaman spread his arms, his smile radiant. "To face death and oblivion with finite life—"
"To encounter partings and reunions, knowing full well the end will come—"
"...A dazzling, fleeting journey, like the blink of a star."
"This is the story called love and hope."
Though his life was nearing its end, Romani Archaman smiled brighter than ever.
Having cast aside his past, he had finally experienced a human life firsthand.
How brief, yet how extraordinarily beautiful.
Destined for death, yet in the process, pursuing boundless happiness.
This was a wondrous sight he, as King Solomon, could never have witnessed.
How wonderful.
To be human—how wonderful!
"Hah, how laughable. Not a single word of your nonsense moves me."
Demon God King Goetia remained unmoved, roaring in fury. "Die! Just die!"
"Once I kill you—the last Master of humanity—our grand undertaking shall proceed unhindered!"
After all, Nameless was humanity's sole Master.
Once he is killed, all the Heroic Spirits will retreat, unable to threaten him in the slightest.
By then, upon the completion of this grand undertaking, a new world shall be forged.
"Even if we are now separated, as long as my First Noble Phantasm is unleashed once more before the last pillar is destroyed—!"
The Demon God King Goetia's expression grew increasingly twisted. "Life has no need for limits! A story premised on death holds no meaning for me!"
"Perish, humanity! With the full might of the seventy-two Demon Gods, I shall reduce you all to cosmic dust!"
Under the assault of Solomon's First Noble Phantasm, the seventy-two Demon Gods—originally fused together through the magecraft formula Solomon had composed, rooted in his corpse—were now on the verge of being completely torn apart.
Even the mighty Demon God King Goetia, under this terrifying attack, truly lost the foundation of his existence as a Beast of Humanity.
This meant—
His invincible Authority of [Anti-Summoning], which countered Heroic Spirits, had been stripped away by King Solomon!
The Heroic Spirits would return, joining forces to annihilate the seventy-two Demon Gods.
But it didn't matter.
As long as Goetia could kill Nameless before the Heroic Spirits eradicated all the Demon Gods, everything would truly come to an end.
Nameless was the absolute core of it all.
The Heroic Spirits' manifestation relied entirely on their bonds with him.
Once Nameless was slain, all the Heroic Spirits would be forcibly expelled!
By then—
The grand undertaking the Demon Gods had schemed for three thousand years would proceed unhindered!
"At last, I am fading… No, the final sight we shall witness—is your victory!"
Countless motes of light erupted from Dr. Roman's body.
His entire form was dissolving into light, on the verge of vanishing without a trace.
He gazed solemnly at Nameless. "The loss of a doctor is not a condition for defeat. Rather—checkmate, Gudao!"
"As the commander of Chaldea, I issue my final order! From here on, everything is in your hands. You must defeat him!"
"Now, Gudao. This is the sole destination of your journey with Mash. Don't stop…"
The motes of light scattered into the void.
His figure disappeared completely, leaving no trace behind.
Dr. Roman had sacrificed his very [existence] to sever the Demon God King's immortality.
He had imposed the concept of death upon the invincible Demon God King.
Even the seventy-two Demon Gods, fused together, now teetered on the brink of collapse.
The Beast of Humanity had been dealt a crippling blow!
The former King of Mages, Solomon—now the commander of Chaldea, Dr. Romani Archaman—
Had perished completely!
Countless viewers were instantly reduced to tears—
[Don't go, Doctor! Come back!]
[Ah… The Doctor truly gave everything for humanity, vanishing without a trace…]
[It's too cruel. He was just a puppet from the start, and after finally becoming human, he worked himself to the bone.]
[Even the magecraft formula that birthed the Demon God King was written by the Doctor to protect humanity! It was never his fault!]
[Aahh, why didn't you just take the rings from the start? Stay a coward, keep slacking off!]
...
By this point in the video, the viewers had gone from suspecting the Doctor of being the mastermind—having infiltrated Chaldea as a spy to toy with Nameless—
To the shocking realization that he was no villain at all.
He was merely a pitiful soul who had yearned for nothing more than a peaceful, ordinary life.
Despite that desperate longing, in the end, he had still mustered the courage to stand as a hero—
At the cost of his complete annihilation!
As the audience wept uncontrollably.
On the screen.
Nameless placed his right hand over his chest and saluted solemnly: "I pay the highest tribute to the doctor!"
The battle was not yet over.
Only by truly defeating the Demon King Goetia could everything be brought to an end.
"Before the fight, let me introduce myself—I am Fujimaru Ritsuka!"
Nameless' eyes burned with raging fury: "Saved by countless people, and standing here now for countless others."
"I am the Master of Chaldea, and I will reclaim humanity's future!"
He drew his sword.
The blazing fury seemed ready to consume everything.
His bloodshot eyes glared at his enemy with wrath: "Go!e!tia! Go to hell!"
"Hahaha, you cannot stop me! Die!"
The massive, grotesque form of the Demon King Goetia charged forward with great strides.
Mana boiled wildly around him, recklessly gathering into one.
He sought to utterly annihilate humanity's last hope.
As he advanced, Goetia mocked: "The incompetent king is already dead. No one can stop us now, no one can stand in our way!"
Blood gushed from his body.
His once-majestic aura had now turned chaotic, brimming with endless savagery.
But it didn't matter.
His only weakness—Solomon—was gone.
Now that Solomon had perished completely, no one could threaten him anymore.
A mere human, daring to stand against him, the Demon King? A fool's errand.
Killing this insect would bring everything to its conclusion.
And complete his supreme work!
"Then let me be the one to end you!"
Nameless didn't retreat an inch, pointing his sword at his foe. "And with me here, how can you be so sure the doctor won't return?"