In the following period of time, the entire Chaldea was in a state of complete chaos.
All the technicians were gathered by Olga Marie in various facilities in Chaldea to investigate and observe the situation of Singularity F, trying to summarize the information and countermeasures.
The employees were all given tasks one after another. Some went to the United Nations to obtain permission to officially transfer spiritual particles. Some followed Olga Marie's orders to head to various parts of the world to gather talents that were suitable for the transfer of spiritual particles and the ability to control spiritual particles.
In order to ensure the success of the first battle in a month, Olga Marie could be said to be desperate.
At this time, as long as it could increase the chance of winning the battle, no matter what it was, Olga Marie would do it, right?
As Olga Marie's most trusted technician, Lev also devoted himself to work and disappeared. Even Roman was wantonly driven. In order to keep the busy staff from collapsing due to mental and physical exhaustion, he was so busy that he almost didn't have time to eat.
That was also the case for Rozen.
"There's an update of Magica ☆ Merry this month!"
Roman didn't even say goodbye to Rozen for a whole month. He only met with Rozen a few times, and the rest of the time, he was running around all corners of Chaldea, taking care of everyone's health in Chaldea.
By the way, the so-called Magica ☆ Merry referred to the blog of an online idol.
Roman was a die-hard fan of that blog. He loved it so much that he even regarded it as spiritual food. Every day, he would go to that blog for a long time, and he was keen to constantly comment on that blog and get scolded back by the other party. Rozen, who was also a fan of the internet, was a bit embarrassed. He even considered severing his brotherhood with that shameful guy several times.
Under such circumstances, within a month, one after another, those suitable for Soul Transfer were constantly summoned to Chaldea.
As for those who were suitable for the test, they were naturally drilled.
In order to achieve a brilliant result in the first battle, Olga Marie almost went crazy and ordered.
"All master candidates must undergo a certain degree of simulated combat training. I will issue the permission. From now on, every master candidate can freely participate in simulated combat. No, they must undergo simulated combat training every day!"
In summary, while the technicians and staff were busy, including Rozen, those suitable for Soul Transfer also couldn't stay idle. They participated in simulated combat more frequently than before and underwent rigorous training.
Of course, this made many master candidates who just came to Chaldea wail.
After all, if you can't adapt to the infiltration of Reishi, the burden on the brain will be great. Under such frequent simulated battles, those who have just gathered in Chaldea and have not undergone training will certainly wail endlessly.
On the contrary, Rozen, whose physical strength was far lower than others, was simply too active in simulated combat.
At least, that was how people in Chaldea evaluated Rozen.
"No.1's simulated combat evaluation is full marks."
"Is it full marks again this time?"
"Didn't that guy always give up after getting a passing grade?"
"Has he started to work hard recently?"
"In the face of the apocalypse, that guy is also nervous, right?"
"If only he could be this diligent during normal times."
These were the comments that people in Chaldea gave after hearing about Rozen's performance.
Even those Master-candidates were looking at Rozen with different kinds of eyes.
And after knowing these things, those who knew Rozen also had different reactions.
"As expected of a senior."
This was the reaction that Matthew, who participated in simulated combat with Rozen every day, would always be proud of.
"Finally willing to be serious?"
This was the extremely busy Roman's sigh of laughter.
"Is this Rozen's real ability?"
Lev, who occasionally heard other people's comments about Rozen, muttered a little.
"… You should have been like this from the beginning, idiot."
This was the cold snort of Olga Marie, who learned about this from the report.
As a result, those who had just gathered in Chaldea in the past month were disdainful of this.
"Just a wild magician who came from nowhere."
"Maybe he's more adaptable?"
"But that kind of physique doesn't prove anything at all."
"That's right."
"We are the true elites who come from the noble bloodline of the Magic Association."
This was the reaction of those who were adaptable.
The Magic Association.
That was a group of people who learned magic as a subject.
Regardless of nationality or school of thought, it was an organization formed by people who studied magic, managed, and concealed magic, and developed it as a mission.
That was the Magic Association.
In the magic world, the status of the Magic Association could be said to be unparalleled.
Putting everything else aside, just the history of its existence alone was already more than two thousand years old.
Therefore, except for a few magicians like Rozen who stayed in Chaldea and quietly learned magic, magicians in the magic world usually belonged to this association.
That made the Magic Association gathered almost all the famous families from ancient times to the present.
Among them, Olga Marie's family was included.
In other words, strictly speaking, Chaldea also belonged to the Magic Association.
And the more famous the family was, the better the magic circuit, and the higher the magic talent.
That resulted in magicians in the association generally valued bloodline above everything else.
For these people, the unknown Rozen was naturally a wild kid, which made them disdain and despise him from the bottom of their hearts.
Of course, not everyone was like that.
Those who had the ability to transfer Reiatsu and master were not all from the famous magic families in the association. Some were also ordinary people with magic circuits.
"Thirty-eight people were selected from the famous magic families."
"Ten people were selected from ordinary people."
"There will be a total of forty-eight people gathered in Chaldea."
"Rely on these forty-eight masters to lay the foundation for human reason and restore human history to normal."
Olga Marie, who calculated the combat power, once announced to Rozen and others.
Just like that, a month passed.
In the end, all forty-eight masters were gathered in Chaldea.
It was also on this day that the battle began.
"Snap …"
Closing the laptop in his hand, Rozen's fingers gently stroked its surface, curled his lips, and smiled.
"I hope I can come back and open you again."
After leaving such words, Rozen left his room and went to the door.
Here, the obedient juniors were already waiting for him.
"Good morning, senpai."
"Good morning, Matthew."
"You didn't play games all night last night, right?"
"Well …"
"… senpai …"
"Don't worry, I won't mess it up."
The two had a simple conversation at the door.
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