Merlin and Gilgamesh's appearance scared Roman into silence.
He didn't know about others, but those two—both with EX-rank Clairvoyance—almost certainly knew who he really was.
Their tagging him could only mean they knew his secret.
Roman broke into a sweat, while Fujimaru stayed carefree.
Fujimaru Ritsuka: "@Merlin Are you THE Merlin? And why tag the doctor—do you guys know each other?"
Roman began to drip with perspiration.
Merlin: "Because Romani is Magical Merli's top gifter on my channel—how could I forget him~"
Wise King Gilgamesh: "HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"
Fujimaru Ritsuka: "Top gifter?!! Doc, get out here! What did you tip with?! We're short on Chaldea materials! Wait, I think I used those—never mind~"
"Top gifter? Interesting." Da Vinci, also reading, had no intention of joining the thread.
She fixed Roman with an odd stare, demanding an explanation.
"Well…" Roman, drenched, didn't know what to say; his tips had come straight from his salary.
As head of Chaldea's medical branch he didn't care about 'pay', but the director still deposited it.
Add his close ties with the previous director—and the current, late one treating him well—and his funds were ample.
Hitting top-gifter rank for a virtual streamer was effortless.
Not something to feel guilty about—yet being publicly exposed was mortifying!
"Why did I even go to the comment section!!!"
Doctor Roman groaned inwardly, regretting that he had ever posted that comment.
"Didn't that Merlin say Magical Merli works for his channel?" Da Vinci said with a teasing look at Doctor Roman. "Tell me, could your beloved Merli actually be…"
Da Vinci didn't finish, but Roman sprang up like a cat whose Tail had been stepped on. "Merli is just a girl who helps Merlin with his streams," he declared.
"Their relationship is strictly professional. That's right—poor Merli just got stuck with an unreliable boss like Merlin."
Roman believed it wholeheartedly; night after night he poured his heart out to Merli and got all sorts of intel in return.
That was why he willingly sent her tip after tip.
But if Merli turned out to be Merlin… Roman glanced at the ring on his finger.
In that case, letting the world end might not be so bad!
Seventh Singularity: Absolute Demonic Front Babylonia.
"Hahahahahaha!"
Seated on his throne, Wise King Gilgamesh burst into laughter. A veiled woman appeared, eyeing him in puzzlement.
She clearly had no idea why the king had suddenly started laughing.
"Hahaha! Siduri, make a note in the palace journal: the king's abs are in agony from laughing—hahahaha!"
"That Romani is going to kill me with laughter, and as for Merlin—what a twisted sense of humor. I swear I can see the underworld—hahahaha!"
The Wise King clutched his stomach while Siduri kept her gentle smile.
Seeing the king so happy was its own reward; since the Demonic Front began, he had rarely laughed so freely.
"Ah, this multiverse projection is a perfect way to kill time—utterly delightful."
At last his laughter slowed. Gazing into the distance, he grinned. "I wonder when Chaldea's people will arrive."
'First, though, they'll have to deal with the Artoria Pendragon—quite the thorny opponent.'
A strange light flickered in the crimson eyes of the Wise King.
He looked forward to fighting side by side with Chaldea when they reached this world.
But if they couldn't handle the Artoria Pendragon, they needn't bother coming—because something even more terrifying waited here.
Demon Slayer World.
After watching No. 5, everyone was awestruck by Arash's single arrow.
Most people in the Demon Slayer World were still 'ordinary'; they'd never witnessed spectacle on that scale.
A pillar of divine punishment had loomed to annihilate them all.
Yet the one who stepped forward looked perfectly normal, and his arrow shattered that apocalyptic light.
Arash himself vanished from the screen, just as he had promised.
Once that shot was loosed, his mighty body would scatter like dust.
Tanjiro and the others still wondered how an arrow could turn into such a fearsome meteor.
Not only did it smash the pillar of light, it split into seven multicolored shooting stars that streaked away.
"If only we had power like that," Rengoku Kyojuro sighed. With strength like Arash's, wiping out demons would be effortless.
For now, he focused on practicing the Ripple Breathing Joseph Joestar had taught him.
"No way," Agatsuma Zenitsu retorted. "That's the power of the dead. They're fallen heroes; we're alive—we could never wield such might."
Inosuke nodded frantically, thoroughly spooked.
A child raised in the mountains, the fiercest foe he'd met was the 'Spider Father' on Natagumo Mountain.
He couldn't win; the gap was hopeless.
Seeing the divine column of light and Arash's arrow obliterate it shook him to the core.
"Hey, Tanjiro… what do you think?" Zenitsu asked, turning to the silent boy for his take.
Huff!
At that moment Tanjiro drew a slow breath, golden ripples shimmering across his body.
"Eh? EHHHHHH!" Zenitsu froze.
Not just him—Rengoku's eyes widened at the golden ripples wreathing Tanjiro.
Could this be what Joseph meant—someone so gifted he Masters Ripple on first try?!
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