"It's not that I don't like interacting with others, it's just that they don't bring the same sense of warmth that you do, Jean, so my attention is all on you."
Such a super direct pitch made Jean a bit shy; it was truly admirable that FrostNova could say such things without changing her expression.
"Ah, um, it's fine. You can decide your own thoughts for yourself. No matter what, I'll support you."
Jean, who had originally wanted to persuade FrostNova to be more outgoing, now found herself at a loss for words.
Just then, the doorbell rang. Taking the opportunity, Jean ran to open the door.
The identification panel showed Sister Shiraori's visit. Jean opened the spatial gate, and a few seconds later, Sister Shiraori stepped out from it.
"Hi, I'm back! Jean, did you miss me?"
For some reason, Sister Shiraori's mood was particularly high.
"Yes, yes, yes, I missed you! I missed you to death, Sister Shiraori."
"Hehehe, that's good. I brought you a gift..."
At that moment, FrostNova walked out.
"Jean?"
"Eh?" Sister Shiraori suddenly froze there.
"Sister Shiraori, let me introduce you. This is FrostNova..." Jean then briefly recounted the events of their previous trip to the Terra World.
"Eh, ah, oh, I see..." Sister Shiraori reacted flatly throughout the story, only showing a surprised expression when the defeat of Cthugha's avatar was mentioned.
"I didn't expect you to be so good at seeking death, though it's not surprising; you were quite the death-seeker before."
In the end, 'death-seeker' became Sister Shiraori's evaluation of Jean.
"Oh, right, take this." Sister Shiraori pulled out a very familiar-looking invitation letter.
Indeed, it was the one that read, "Clash! The Grand Strategy of the Unknown Holy Grail War!"
Jean then took her own out of her spatial pouch to show Sister Shiraori.
"Oh my, you already have one?"
"Yes. What exactly is this thing?" Jean asked.
"It's a Grand Prix hosted by one of our partners. These kinds of Grand Prix are used to distribute high-value items. Every entry ticket is sold for a price, and the total sum is roughly equivalent to the value of the prizes. Of course, the organizers can also make another profit through operations like broadcasting."
"So what's the prize this time? That greater grail from Type-Moon?"
"Not exactly. It's called a Holy Grail War because the battlefield is a modified pruned timeline from Type-Moon, but the prize is indeed a Grail—a real Holy Grail."
"A real Holy Grail?"
"Yes, it's said to be a grail truly filled with the Holy Blood of the Son. Although legends are always unreliable, it can be guaranteed that the blood inside is the highest grade of divine blood. The kind where a normal person would become highly divinized just by touching a drop."
"They're actually offering something like that as a prize?" Jean said with some surprise.
"Divinity is just so-so; the floor is higher, but the ceiling is the same. Besides, the main reason is that the organizers couldn't swallow this on their own. This item came from some communities who traded it for materials to rebuild Hakoniwa during its recent dissolution. But while this thing is highly valuable, the top-tier powers look down on it, and the bottom-tier can't afford it. In the end, several parties invested together to take the order."
From her tone, it seemed Sister Shiraori looked down on divinity quite a bit.
"The dissolution of Hakoniwa... is that for real?" Jean heard something surprising in the middle of that.
"There was a problem with the planning when that world was built; they actually wrote a perpetual motion machine into the world framework. Although people kept patching it, it was doomed in the end. This time it was a voluntary dissolution, just to preserve the chance to rebuild Hakoniwa."
Because this Reincarnation World was built using a modified Hakoniwa plan, Sister Shiraori was quite knowledgeable about Hakoniwa.
"So perpetual motion machines really don't exist?"
"That depends on your vision and the level at which you view the problem. Infinity and eternity both exist; reaching that stage might be true perpetual motion. Everything else is just secretly drawing from something they don't know about. There are individuals who hold perpetual motion machines—for example, Milim. The Infinite Mana Reactor is a type of perpetual motion machine, and she can also manipulate 'star particle'. But a world is a whole that emphasizes internal cycle balance; the appearance of a perpetual motion machine eventually leads to collapse."
Saying this, Sister Shiraori put the invitation letter away, felt around in her spatial pouch again, and pulled out another ticket.
"What's this?"
"This is a Type-Moon related mission commission. If you want to participate in the Grand Prix, it would be a good idea to accumulate more 'affinity' in Type-Moon."
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