Mash-up Anime World: Creating the SCP Foundation to Contain Anomalies

Emilia stared in amazement at the two getting along so well.

"Meili" chuckled and said,

"Yesterday, I accidentally pushed open a door and ended up here. Luckily, Miss Betty is very kind. Look, Miss Betty even made me black tea. It's super delicious. Do you want to try some?"

Emilia waved her hand, momentarily unsure of what to say. From the pendant on her chest, Puck emerged, spinning once in the air.

"How rare… My little sister actually made a friend."

Puck spoke in surprise.

Both he and Beatrice were spirits who had once followed the Witch of Greed and usually referred to each other as siblings.

Normally, upon seeing Puck, Beatrice would be delighted.

She had guarded this Forbidden Library for four hundred years.

Ever since the Witch of Greed passed away, Beatrice had lost her master and had been following her final command, to protect the Forbidden Library.

The torment of four centuries of solitude had wrapped Beatrice's kind and gentle heart in a layer of cold detachment.

Only when seeing her "brother" Puck would she usually feel any joy.

But right now—

Held in "Meili's" embrace, Beatrice had an utterly exhausted expression, with no sign of happiness.

Puck floated over to the two of them, carefully observing "Meili."

After a long moment, he couldn't see anything unusual. Interacting briefly with Beatrice, he soon returned to Emilia's side.

"Since you two are getting along so well, I won't disturb you. It's fine to put your maid duties on hold for now, Meili, stay and keep Beatrice company."

With that, Emilia left the Forbidden Library.

Beatrice, also known as Betty; felt like crying.

"Monster! You're a monster! Even my brother can't see what's wrong with you!"

Haruto chuckled softly and ruffled Beatrice's head.

"Speaking of which, Betty, would you like to see the Witch of Greed again?"

At these words, Beatrice's teary expression changed dramatically.

"Mother…?"

Her fingers clenched tightly around the book in her hands, her emotions surging more intensely than when she had first encountered Haruto.

Haruto merely patted her little head again.

"No rush. We'll talk about it after this business is settled. The Witch of Greed isn't going to sprout legs and run away."

With that, Haruto turned and left the Forbidden Library.

He was quite tempted to take this great spirit away with him.

A contract spirit, now that was something amazing!

After Haruto left, Beatrice sat in the Forbidden Library, her expression constantly shifting in inner turmoil.

"Mother… My destined contractor… could it be him?"

For four hundred years, Beatrice had waited for her fated contractor.

Her mother, the Witch of Greed, had given her a Gospel—a book said to predict the future.

If her destined contractor appeared, the Gospel would record it. Yet, in these four centuries, the Gospel had remained blank.

And so, Beatrice had remained alone.

For now, this matter would be set aside.

After leaving the Forbidden Library and returning to the mansion's grounds, Haruto immediately sensed several gazes upon him.

Extending his perception, he spotted a group of red-robed figures watching him.

"How did that beast-user assassin get inside the mansion? Has the story changed again?"

"Hmm? Wasn't she originally assigned an assassination mission to attack the mansion? She must've realized Roswaal isn't here and took the chance to sneak in."

"Makes sense, makes sense. Lord Greylin killed Roswaal, so this is just a consequence. Should we report this to Lord Greylin?"

"I don't think so. Lord Greylin is very busy right now. If we disturb him rashly, we might end up being punished instead."

The red-robed figures whispered among themselves. Completely unaware that their conversation had been heard by Haruto.

A barely noticeable smirk appeared on his lips.

Haruto couldn't help but think, people were so easy to toy with.

Meanwhile, deep within the borderlands, agroup of Reincarnators was busy digging into the earth. The Lugnica Dragon Kingdom lacked mining technology, but these Reincarnators were quite skilled in it.

After all, they had traveled across countless worlds, possessing knowledge of many advanced technologies.

Large quantities of magic crystal ore were being extracted and transported to the Ashen Spirit.

And in the Greylin's possession was a forge.

This was the Dwarven King's Forge, originating from a certain fantasy world, capable of easily refining all kinds of materials.

The magic crystal ore melted down, quickly turning into high-purity magic crystals. Soon after, a large quantity of these magic crystals was transported away.

Time passed.

Demon mask approached Greylin from behind and reported,

"Lord Greylin, our magic crystal reserves are nearly full, and the other materials have also been gradually acquired."

"However... how exactly should the Forbidden Magic Hall be constructed? There are no details in the original storyline."

Greylin snorted coldly and extended a hand.

From within a gray-green mist, an ancient, decayed book emerged.

"Of course, I have a method to create the Forbidden Magic Hall. Why else would I go to such lengths? Would I make such grand preparations without solving this key issue?"

Demon mask repeatedly nodded in agreement but couldn't help but stare at the book in his hands.

The book flipped open, its pages so rotten that they were barely intact.

After flipping through for a while, it stopped on a particular page.

Words began to surface on it, revealing the method to construct the Forbidden Magic Hall.

"Lord Greylin! Could this be the legendary 'Book of Deduction,' the treasure of the Reincarnation Palace, which costs a billion reincarnation points to redeem!?"

Demon mask was struck with realization and asked in shock.

Greylin chuckled softly and nodded.

"At least you have some knowledge."

Following the instructions in the 'Book of Deduction'—

A towering palace silently rose from the ground in the borderlands.

Meanwhile, inside the mansion—

Because there had been no activity for several days, the reincarnators had mostly stopped monitoring the mansion's movements.

However, they failed to notice—

That Haruto stood coldly on a distant hillside, silently watching everything unfold.

Finally, the Forbidden Magic Hall was completed.

Then, Greylin personally launched an assault on the royal capital.

Due to the prolonged period of apparent peace, the once-tense nerves of the royal capital had slightly relaxed.

As the saying goes, "You can be a thief for a thousand days, but you can't guard against a thief for a thousand days."

Seizing the opportunity, Greylin managed to abduct ninety percent of the members of the Council of Sages.

The so-called Council of Sages was the highest governing body of the Lugnica Dragon Kingdom.

Until a new king was elected, these individuals ruled the entire kingdom. Even after a new king was chosen, the Council of Sages still held immense power.

As Greylin retreated, Reinhard instantly appeared at the council's location, using the Blessing of Divine Wind to teleport there.

Frightened, countless reincarnators immediately launched attacks against Reinhard.

However, without exception, every attack veered off course in bizarre ways, failing to hit him even once.

This was the power of the 'Blessing of First Sight.'

Any surprise attack targeting Reinhard for the first time would automatically be nullified.

And even if someone attacked him again—

It would still be futile.

Because of the 'Blessing of Return.'

All subsequent attacks would inevitably miss.

Witnessing such an absurd scene, the reincarnators felt an overwhelming sense of dread and began fleeing in all directions.

However, Greylin quickly controlled the decaying creatures and restrained some of the Council of Sages members.

"Sword Saint Reinhard, if you take another step forward, I will kill these people immediately!"

That invincible Sword Saint was forced into a dilemma due to the hostages.

Then, Greylin summoned the white-robed, decayed elder once again. Waving his withered wooden staff—

A brilliant white light enveloped the captured Council members, Greylin, and a select few reincarnators.

The reincarnators who were left behind immediately panicked and screamed.

However, the teleportation capacity was limited. Compared to these disposable pawns, Greylin deemed taking more hostages a better choice.

As the white light reached its peak, they were all transported away.

But at that very instant—

Reinhard suddenly swung his sword.

The sword light seemed to transcend time and space, bursting forth and striking Greylin. As the white light dissipated, only fresh blood remained, splattered across the ground.

The reincarnators who had been abandoned started frantically trying to escape.

However, the reason they were left behind was that they were weak and useless. How could they possibly outrun the assembled knight order and mage corps?

In an instant, they were slaughtered or captured, none managed to escape.

Meanwhile, on the other side, Greylin had successfully teleported but was in critical condition.

His body was nearly cleaved in two.

At the last moment, he had pulled out a Danger Beast from the Akame ga Kill world from his gray-green mist to block part of the attack.

The hideous wound was enough to horrify anyone who saw it.

But at least, he had survived.

And this place was none other than the Forbidden Magic Hall.

Here, the power of blessings could not be invoked. No matter how desperately the Council members screamed for Reinhard, he could not teleport inside using the Blessing of Divine Wind.

The white-robed, decayed elder immediately began casting healing magic on Gray Spirit's wounds.

The other reincarnators were all still in shock, overwhelmed by their brush with death.

None of them noticed that in the corner of the Forbidden Magic Hall—

A lone figure stood, silently watching them with cold eyes.

The reincarnators' plan had been progressing rapidly. At the same time, Haruto's plan was also going smoothly.

Now, the final battle for the Forbidden Magic Hall was at hand.

Haruto thought to himself as he casually waved his hand.

An imperceptible blood mist instantly shot toward Greylin, sinking into the back of his neck.

At that moment, Greylin was too focused on his injuries and his miraculous survival to notice that something foreign had entered his body.

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