Lost Narrative Poetry

"No, what exactly did you understand? Are you playing some riddle?"

Xia Ran looked at the two girls in front of him with a little curiosity. They didn't look like they could become good sisters in this short period of time, right?

Tohsaka Rin, a hidden heavy girl lover, may subconsciously get close to BB because of the painted skin he uses. At least he will not reject BB naturally; but on the other hand, BB, a little devil, even for himself, The archetypal body Kiri Sakura does not have any special sense of identity.

Naturally, it is even more impossible to admit that she has a sister.

"None of your business..." Tohsaka Rin snorted, turned her head away from him, and said in a low voice. She was still having trouble.

But this is definitely not her fault. It was clearly this evil guy who was bullying her from the beginning to the end, and she had just taken the initiative to send out signals that could ease the relationship, but this guy actually played a good show with her? !

"BB?"

The magician disagreed and turned to look at a certain bad AI.

"Huh? There seems to be some problem over there. I'll go over and take a look." The purple-haired girl blinked, then directly picked up the loudspeaker that people couldn't complain about, and walked over briskly, just pretending that she didn't hear it.

emmmmm...what a rude person!

But Xia Ran is not surprised. After all, he is a demon-type junior who is full of energy and plans to destroy the world every day as if nothing has happened. If he really turns into a cute, obedient style, he will be the first to find it unacceptable. So he looked directly at the person who had absolutely no chance of rejecting him:

"cherry……"

"Ah, speaking of which, let's stop standing here and go over to help, Sakura."

Rin Tosaka showed a wary look, then grabbed his sister's arm and dragged the latter away without any explanation.

"Tohsaka-senpai...I..." Sakura, who was about to say something, showed a wry smile, probably because she felt helpless at her sister's childish behavior.

"Sure enough, he's still a child." Xia Ran raised his eyebrows and turned to look at Charlotte without caring.

It looks like BB is holding a loudspeaker, directing the puppet maids to work, and giving instructions on setting up the scene. However, in fact, it has nothing to do with her at all. She is just here to cause trouble. .

The entire scene is actually under the arrangement of the head maid.

If Charlotte is the shadow of Xia Ran, then those alchemy dolls with different appearances but all with silver hair and red eyes around them are all the shadow of Charlotte. He specially cultivated such a group of maids, who would be kept in Charlotte's shadow on weekdays, and would be released when she needed them.

Because it is a mass-produced blank humanoid, its performance is relatively low-level. If we compare it to the Transformers, it would be about the same level as Jazz and Ironhide in the movie. The number is maintained at just one hundred, and it itself is Not even the most basic intelligent consciousness.

It can also be said to be the downline of the head maid. She personally controls the trumpet one-to-many, which is used to allocate redundant threads when necessary and handle various affairs on multiple threads. Just like now, everything is done. It was arranged in perfect order by her.

Whether it is setting up the scene, maintaining order, or...

Eliminate some factors that are beyond your control.

The silver light flickered and criss-crossed, tearing into the afterimage of slashing line trajectories in the air!

There was not even a scream, but blood splashed high into the air several meters high. Several bodies that were dismembered in the air were smashed to the ground. The decapitated heads were still frozen with angry eyes. The emotion of shock and confusion before death.

Several silver-haired doll girls around him had quickly approached. They quickly took out the body bag, packed the dismembered body, and then dragged it away from the scene. Then they quickly took out the bucket and mop from nowhere. , directly cleaning the floor once again.

It was clean, the pool of blood disappeared, and there was no trace of the smell of blood left——

Because right after cleaning, a puppet maid walked by holding an air freshener, spraying it here, spraying it there...

The coordination was perfect. They were clearly involved in such bloody matters as killing people, collecting corpses, and handling the scene. They performed a smooth and flowing beauty that seemed to have been rehearsed many times in advance, which inexplicably gave people a sense of pleasure that was pleasing to the eye.

It's just that no one can appreciate such a thing.

Because ordinary Fuyuki citizens turn a blind eye to this and don't hear it. They seem to be filtered and absorbed by external information at the cognitive level. They are completely unaware of any unreasonable things happening in front of them.

But those "people" such as magicians, church agents, or alien vampires who were hidden in the crowd were all broken into cold sweats. The tragic results of these comrades suddenly made them wake up, and their reason regained the upper hand, curbing the continued growth of certain desires that had swollen in their hearts.

Maybe it was only a few seconds before they almost made the same decision, so at this time, they were probably the ones who were put into body bags and dragged away by the beautiful ladies with quick hands and feet.

Probably because the charm exuded by the golden Holy Grail on the high platform was so amazing, many people involved at the scene felt that they had won a big prize. On the first day they entered Fuyuki City, which is located in the center of the magic storm, they found it directly. The source of huge magic power.

And it was so carefree and delivered directly to them...

Well, that's right, the so-called "treasures of genius are inhabited by virtuous people", they all think this is the case. Otherwise, how could this thing be delivered directly to them?

Or maybe it's not that there's no chance of it, it's just that I really can't bear such an amazing temptation. After all, it's right in front of me, as if it's within easy reach. In addition, considering that there are many more ferocious strong men who have entered the city or are on their way there, if they do not seize the opportunity in front of them, they will never be able to succeed.

The brave ones are exhausted, and the timid ones are starved to death. Perhaps many people just wanted to fish in troubled waters before coming to Fuyuki City. They just wanted to follow the big guys and take advantage of the chaos to drink soup. loss.

But if there is a chance to bite off the biggest and fattest piece of meat, how many people can really restrain their greed and think rationally?

Even though there are always beautiful ladies in maid outfits nearby, they are constantly handing out leaflets on the edge of the crowd, and patiently explaining the rules of the event over and over again, explaining the different rewards for participating in the event, and what the final winner will get. Rewards, as well as specific prizes at the consolation level for participation.

However, they didn't listen at all, or they couldn't believe it if they heard it, so they still chose their own approach and ushered in the natural ending...

"Please don't worry, the site is still being prepared and the event has not started yet..."

A puppet maid continued to explain loudly, but there was no business smile on her face, and she still had an indifferent expression.

"I understand your urgency, but please wait patiently. However, you can register now. The number of places is limited, first come, first served..."

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"..."

Many people's faces suddenly turned green.

What places are limited and first come first served? It is simply a quota specially set up for them!

They felt that this was simply a trap with malicious intent, and after the previous few people rushed out and were killed, they all broke into cold sweats and had some intention of retreating... But they couldn't leave at all, because every time When they want to leave the scene quietly, they will feel enveloped by a dangerous atmosphere.

...The threat is extremely clear.

He's not being unreasonable anymore. If you want to kill or chop me, please hurry up! What's going on with forcing us to sign up to die? There has to be a limit to bad taste, right?

Someone couldn't help but asked in the crowd, towards the magician who was obviously the real leader, forcing himself to calm down and asked: "Excuse me, I have no interest in this...this event. I don't want to participate, okay?" Do you want to take the first step?"

No matter whether it works or not, they have to give it a try. The desire to survive is always their instinct, and who would believe that this is really a competition for big eaters!

"Huh? You want to leave?"

Xia Ranxun looked at the thin figure who looked inconspicuous in the crowd, and then showed a kind smile. He looked around and stretched out his hands as if he were one of those professional salesmen giving a speech in front of a large audience, attracting attention. People were paying attention, and they raised their voices——

"Of course you can, and you don't need to ask us about this kind of thing, right? Everyone needs to be clear about it. We are just doing activities today, and we are not here to rob. We will not force everyone to cooperate. Don’t worry about losing your personal freedom…”

"Hahaha……"

The surrounding Fuyuki citizens couldn't help laughing. Many people looked at the thin man who asked the question, seeming to think that this man asked a very funny question.

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"..."

However, the person involved couldn't laugh at all. His body was trembling slightly. He always felt that the other person had put endless pressure on him just by glancing at him. Immediately, his feet went soft and he almost fell down. on the ground.

Especially the sentence "Do you want to leave?" seems to have become a meaningful "Do you want to die?" in my ears.

He was sure that this was definitely not an illusion.

After all, people under the eaves had to lower their heads. This wild magician suppressed the fear and trembling from his heart, tried his best to squeeze out an awkward smile, and raised his arms proactively and very well-aware of current affairs:

"Actually, I was joking just now. Mainly, I'm very interested... Can you sign up?"

In just an instant, he felt the heavy pressure on his body disappear without a trace, as if the boulder on his shoulders suddenly disappeared. He immediately understood that he had made a wise choice, but he just didn't let go. The feeling of his breath and the forced smile only became more bitter.

"Young man has a bright future!" Xia Ran nodded with satisfaction and waved to the wild magician, "Come on, come on, tell me your name and I'll just register it."

"...My name is Jordan."

The wild magician's lips wriggled a few times, but in the end he didn't dare to say a false name to cope with it.

"Jordan?" Xia Ran looked the thin man up and down, and then realized that he was obviously not an East Asian. Then he confirmed the height of the other person, and finally nodded insincerely, "Yeah, not bad. name."

"You're joking, it's just a common name..." The man tried hard to maintain a tight smile on his face, but the expression was really uglier than crying.

"Speaking of which, is there anyone else interested in participating?" Xia Ran calmly shifted his gaze and looked at the other people in the crowd with a smile. It seemed that he was simply looking around, wanting to see See if any other viewers are interested.

But those heretical magicians hidden among the normal Fuyuki citizens received his threat with great accuracy.

After a short silence, someone finally couldn't bear the terrible pressure and stood up in a cold sweat.

"What's your name?" Xia Ran saw an old man with a very stooped figure. He looked at his appearance and found that he was another European and American, so he asked directly and lowered his head to hold it in his hand. Register the name of the second participant in the small notebook.

"...My name is Duncan."

The rickety man replied bitterly.

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"..."

The tip of the pen paused for a moment under the name of the registrant named "Jordan". Xia Ran raised his head and looked at the second person up and down for a long time. After staring at the second person with shivers in his heart, he asked in a strange tone. : "Well... have you ever felt that your name doesn't suit you very well?"

"What?" The other party looked confused.

"Forget it, just pretend I didn't say..."

Then, Xia Ran looked around again, her eyes quickly locked on the third man who was also very short. He raised his hand and made a stop motion, and said confidently:

"Wait, before you say it, let me guess - your name is Lewis, right?"

"No, it's not... You, you recognized the wrong person..." The third person was stunned for a moment, and shook his head in denial. Although he didn't know why he was mistaken, he didn't dare to make a mistake, so he could only clarify himself immediately. It's not the person the other person knows.

"Huh?" Xia Ran's expression was a little strange, her premonition was wrong.

"Pfft hahahaha..."

BB, who had been paying attention all the time, burst out laughing without any trace of ladylike demeanor. Although she didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in the magician's gourd, she was still happy to see him deflated.

"Then what's your name?" Xia Ran felt that maybe she was overthinking, but she didn't care about anything with BB.

"...Chamberlain." The third dwarf shrank his neck and replied timidly.

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"..."

The magician, who had been silent for a long time, exhaled forcefully, blinked his eyes, and without looking in the direction of BB, just said to himself: "It was just a mistake just now, I have discovered the pattern."

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Fuyuki City Police Department.

"You are as ugly as a lost dog, bastard! Is that all you have?"

Gilgamesh crossed his arms and mocked his roommate mercilessly——

The blue spearman who had been transformed into a Noble Phantasm not long ago and was then arrested into the police station had a look of despair on his face at the moment. He was sitting quietly on the simple bed, holding his chin in his hands, his eyes blank. It was spiritual and empty, with a few faint will-o'-the-wisps floating around it.

Hearing the bitter sarcasm from the Ancient King, Cu Chulainn came back to his senses and regained some energy. He looked up at the other party with a sneer:

"As expected of the King of Heroes, you are really thick-skinned. If you were very capable, would you see me here? If the information I have is correct, this is the second time you have been arrested, right? "

"Bastard, bastard! What did you say!" The King of Heroes' face twitched, and he became extremely vicious in an instant. He always ridiculed and insulted others as a matter of course, but he couldn't bear the retaliation of others.

How dare this bastard insult me!

"I said you are thick-skinned and have no self-awareness at all. No wonder your country will be subjugated by you..." The blue spearman waved his hand impatiently, but before he finished speaking, he saw the angry blond young man fiercely jumped up.

"Shut up! Bastard, how dare you disrespect me!"

The two of them struggled together in an instant and rolled into a ball on the ground.

The actions of both parties are surprisingly consistent. One hand is grabbing the other person's hair, and the other hand is trying its best to greet the other person's face!

However, this situation did not last long and was interrupted by the arrival of a police officer.

With the sound of the cell door being opened, the middle-aged policeman glanced at the blue gunman with a bruised nose and swollen face, and then at the equally embarrassed blond young man. He frowned, but did not intend to pursue it, but said directly: "Ku Qiu Lin, you can leave now, someone will bail you out."

"...Is it Bazett?"

Cu Chulainn was stunned for a moment, and then a look of guilt appeared on his face, but his steps were not slow at all, and he walked out quickly.

"Humph! I finally gave up. I thought they were all dead!"

Gilgamesh snorted angrily, said angrily with disgust, and proudly held his hands, and wanted to...

Click.

The iron door was locked ruthlessly, and the steps taken by the Ancient King were frozen in front of the cell door. He looked in shock at the middle-aged policeman outside who quickly re-locked the door. It took him a moment to react, and he suddenly became furious and furious. He rushed forward, grabbed the railing and roared:

"What are you doing!! Open your eyes wide and look, I haven't gone out yet!"

"What does it have to do with you? Who said you can go out? No one is here to bail you!" The middle-aged policeman glanced at him inexplicably and left without looking back.

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"..."

The King of Heroes grabbed the iron fence with both hands and his eyes widened with a dull expression of disbelief.