This was only natural. The White Dragon Furnace Core could continuously devour others' mana and turn it into its own, and during this period Alvin had successively obtained the mana of Tiamat and Arcueid. Added to that was the special passive of "Innate Charm."
It could be said that any creature with relatively keen sensitivity to auras would be drawn to Alvin.
Clearly not wanting to dwell on this matter, Alvin said, "Have you been getting used to living in Britain during this time?"
Tiamat nodded gently, "Aaaaaa (Everyone is very friendly)."
She had originally been worried that appearing in Britain as a primordial mother goddess might provoke rejection or even fear from the Britons.
However, during this period in the royal palace, everyone treated her with great respect, and there was no shortage of delicious food every day.
The people here were warm, and their words were pleasant to hear. It was a very nice place.
Alvin smiled and nodded, "As long as you're satisfied."
That said, he was very clear that whether it was the Knights of the Round Table or many people in the palace, in reality their feelings toward Tiamat were more "fear" than "friendliness."
After all, she was an extremely unstable time bomb. No one knew when it might explode.
If anything happened to Tiamat's avatar, or if it received a strong emotional stimulus, it might cause Tiamat's true body, which resided in the Imaginary World, to awaken.
If such a massive being descended upon Britain, the level of danger would far exceed anything like Arcueid.
After all, Tiamat's "Chaos Tide" could erode a person's will and cause them to fall into darkness.
But Alvin naturally would not say such things now. First, it would be way too damn hurtful. Tiamat had only just begun to feel that the world was full of love. If she were to become disappointed in this world again because of his words, then all his previous efforts would have been for nothing.
Second, even if it was a lie, as long as it could give Tiamat, who had once been utterly disillusioned with the world, a renewed sense of hope, that was enough.
[Are you leaving?]
At that moment, Alvin suddenly felt someone lightly poking his face with a finger. He looked up and saw Tiamat holding out a small notebook, on which she had written those words.
"What are you saying? I don't plan on leaving Britain," Alvin said with a shake of his head and a smile.
[But aren't you going back to the present world?], Tiamat asked.
Alvin maintained his smile at first, then that smile gradually froze.
In that instant, a mental storm seemed to erupt in his mind, and he looked at Tiamat with surprise and doubt.
Returning to the present world was something all the current transmigrators in Britain, and even the magi of the Age of Gods, were familiar with.
When the countdown ended, the transmigrators would return to their original world. This was the current consensus.
But Tiamat had only just arrived and had hardly ever left her room. By all logic, she shouldn't even know about the "countdown," right?
'Who did she hear it from?'
Tiamat's crimson eyes stared straight at Alvin. It wasn't until an unknown amount of time had passed that Alvin came back to his senses. He reached out to stroke her smooth blue hair and said gently, "It's fine. I really will return to the present world, maybe for a few days, but for you it'll only be 0.1 seconds."
"Just think of it as me coming back after 0.1 seconds."
"Aaaa…"
Feeling the warmth of the boy's palm, Tiamat rubbed her head lightly against Alvin's hand like a cat. Faintly, she seemed to give off a clean, subtle fragrance.
Yet there was still a trace of worry in her eyes.
Even though it was said to be only 0.1 seconds, she was still uneasy, afraid that once Alvin returned this time, he might never come back again.
Although this woman's power was great enough to destroy the entire world, her heart was very small, very small. The time she had known Alvin was indeed not long, but in such a short span, the only one willing to continuously expend mana without pause so that her spiritual body could remain in this world and appreciate its beauty was Alvin alone.
In the end, after enduring such long ages, aside from Alvin, she truly had no one she could be said to know anymore.
Alvin clearly saw the unease and concern in her eyes. He crouched down, looked up at the blue-haired loli's pretty, radiant face, and said softly, "Don't worry. I'll be back very soon. And besides, aren't there still other people in Britain?"
[They are them. You are you.]
Tiamat wrote, [You're different from them.]
Alvin paused, then quickly smiled, "That's true. After all, we do have a contract between us."
'During the 0.1 seconds when I will return to the present world, Tiamat will probably lose her supply of mana?'
But it was only a momentary disconnection. Her spiritual body wouldn't disappear immediately.
Tiamat thought for a moment, then suddenly wrote, [What does the present world look like?]
She had already witnessed what Britain of the Age of Gods was like, and had even seen Arcueid's Millennium Castle. But those places were, in fact, somewhat similar to Uruk where she once resided.
But what the present world looked like was something Tiamat had never seen, and only occasionally heard a little about from Alvin.
After all, in the original work, Tiamat had not lived to see the modern age before being completely erased for obstructing the development of Human Order.
"The present world is quite different from Britain of the Age of Gods… The world I live in is very modernized. By that time, the Age of Gods had completely faded, and human civilization had given rise to technology."
While the countdown had not yet ended, Alvin sat down beside Tiamat and roughly explained some interesting things from the present world to her.
For example, modern televisions and computers, or the countless clothing stores, and even secrets like which Clock Tower professors were bald, or how the outwardly domineering Kayneth was actually henpecked by his wife.
To Alvin, these were all rather ordinary stories, but Tiamat listened with great interest, and even developed a bit of curiosity toward Alvin's teacher.
She had been in the palace for so many days and still hadn't seen Kayneth, nor did she know what that particularly formidable, wife-fearing lord looked like as described by Alvin.
[Through your casual chatting, Tiamat has grown even more curious about this world and has slightly reduced her hostility toward Human Order. Congratulations, you have obtained the special achievement: Mom! (Gold)]
[Mom!: The big sharks in the fish pond all want to eat you, but your mom is different. She'll only dote on her own child.]
Alvin fell into silence.
'No, seriously… what kind of achievement is this?'
'And also… I never planned on raising so many great white sharks from the start.'
'Yes. If girls like Gray and Reines are compared to little fish, then Tiamat and Morgan Lily would be heavyweight great sharks.'
How could he, this fish-pond owner, possibly have the ability to raise so many great sharks right now. He didn't even know when he might be swallowed in one bite.
Fortunately, these great sharks all existed only in Britain. At least when he returned to the present world, such dangerous situations wouldn't occur again.
This time, Arcueid suddenly proposing marriage in front of everyone. If she hadn't later mentioned that Alvin might be corrected by the Counter Force, Britain might really have erupted into an unprecedented war by now.
Thinking of this, Alvin couldn't help but secretly let out a sigh of relief, and the usual smile returned to his face.
In the remaining time, he stayed in Tiamat's room, continuing to chat with her about all kinds of interesting things from the present world.
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On the day of his return, Alvin sat alone in the room, silently counting down.
Buzz!
When the number reached "0," accompanied by a burst of white light that swallowed him, Alvin suddenly opened his eyes.
The surroundings had already changed from the royal palace of Britain into a small but cozy room.
If nothing unexpected happened, the transmigrators who had returned to the present world by now were probably in an uproar. After all, everyone knew who the person was that Arcueid had proposed to marry.
Perhaps at this very moment, the lords of the Clock Tower were urgently convening a meeting.
Thinking this, Alvin did not immediately get up and leave the room, but instead turned on the computer.
Compared to those external trivialities, what he cared about more right now was the game he had been playing before.
However, along with the sound of the computer starting up, when Alvin looked over, he did not see the icon for "Greedy Type-Moon" on the screen.
He froze for a moment, then reached out and felt around on the computer tower, touching a USB drive no bigger than a fingertip.
But before he could react, the USB drive turned into countless particles of light and quietly drilled into the palm of Alvin's hand.
After a slight headache, he suddenly saw a frame appear before his eyes.
[Open personal interface?]
[Yes / No]
Alvin froze for a moment.
When he had transmigrated to Britain, Alvin had once seen a deep blue interface identical to the one before him now.
After realizing this, he did not hesitate and chose "Yes."
At the same time, the personal interface quietly appeared within his field of vision.
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[Name: Alvin]
[Strength: A++][Endurance: A][Agility: B]
[Mana: EX][Luck: E][Magic Resistance: A+]
[Current Noble Phantasms (Selectable): Mom! (By shouting the magic incantation named "Mom," you can summon the projection of the Primordial Mother Goddess)]
[Note: You may freely select acquired Noble Phantasms through this interface (multiple selection allowed)]
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'Looks like I really did inherit the White Dragon's status panel in the present world as well,' Alvin fell into thought.
And the White Dragon's panel was far stronger than when he had first transmigrated.
Especially the White Dragon Furnace Core. Although it displayed as "EX," through the mana given by Tiamat and Arcueid, it had already reached a near-perfect state of evolution.
Without exaggeration, even in the present world, while Alvin's mana might not be infinite, it was at least more than enough to deal with some magi and Heroic Spirits.
The only question was whether the Counter Force would have objections.
After all, Alvin's current combat power was far too exceptional. Acting rashly might very well affect the normal development of Human Order.
While his mind was filled with these messy thoughts, Alvin suddenly noticed that a second page had appeared on the personal interface.
With a thought, the interface quietly flipped to the second page.
At the same time, hundreds of CGs appeared within his field of vision.
"What does this mean?"
Seeing the many CGs appearing before his eyes, Alvin couldn't help but fall into a long silence.
There was no doubt that these CGs were indeed ones he had already unlocked and cleared in the past. He remembered the contents of each CG perfectly clearly.
And most importantly, he clearly remembered that the CG achievement unlock had already reached 100%.
But now, this CG achievement had fallen back to 87%.
Alvin carefully flipped through the CGs in the personal interface, and when he reached the end, he fell into a brief silence.
No personal CGs were missing.
'Could it be that after I transmigrated to Britain, it was equivalent to adding a DLC, and now the DLC CGs haven't been fully unlocked yet?'
Alvin couldn't help but think to himself.
During the time he transmigrated to Britain, quite a few things had happened. Even his former "wives" had come all the way to Britain.
And he had also met some people he had never seen in the Type-Moon simulation before.
For example, Sajyou Manaka, Scathach, Tiamat, and so on.
Perhaps because of this, several pages of his personal CGs were blank right now.
"Does this system mean for me to continue unlocking characters and unlock new full CG achievements?"
After realizing this, the urge to complain quickly rose in Alvin's heart.
'Is this system thinking I'm not dying fast enough or what?'
This time, there were clearly more transmigrators in Britain than last time. That alone would have been bad enough… but on top of that, quite a few of the girls he had interacted in the past had also appeared in Britain.
If he hadn't reacted quickly, he might still be in the palace dungeon right now.
And the result was… the system actually wanted him to continue unlocking new CGs?
"Unlocking them is impossible. Absolutely impossible in this lifetime… At the very least, let me catch my breath first. I really don't want some future 'Quintessential Alvin' kind of bloodbath."
Thinking this, Alvin immediately closed the personal interface and left the room.
There were already quite a few students in the corridor. Some of them were "transmigrators" who had recently gone to Britain, and they were quietly discussing something.
Faintly, he could hear words like "Moon King" and "marriage."
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