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"Go!" Weston commanded the two ghosts, which floated to Gray's side.

Gray's face turned pale in an instant.The hand holding the sickle also trembled, and subconsciously jumped away.

"No way?" Astolfo had an incredulous expression on his face.This girl, who was always calm and paralyzed, panicked to such an extent.

Joan shook her head: "Of course it is impossible. Weston's ghost is not real at all. The vampire transformed by Vlad III last time will not exist here after death. These are just his fantasies. It’s just an illusion of a concrete simulation. It must be a simulated ghost, which contains other powers and restrains the opponent’s weakness, right?”

Although she could not clearly see the truth of Weston's magic circle, it was obvious that the magic circle arranged by Weston was based on the concretization of fantasy.This man would never act like a bunch of magic power condensed into a ghost, pretending to be a necromancer, because there was no need for it.

There must be some other means... These two people seem to have known each other before, so it is not surprising that they understand each other's weaknesses, Jeanne thought to herself.

Weston looked at Joan with bad eyes, and the latter's expression became a little embarrassed. From Weston's obvious expression, it was obvious that she had said the wrong thing.

"I have already discovered this false soul." Gray whispered, and his tense body relaxed.

"You are obviously very scared..." Weston looked at her speechlessly.

Gray snorted coldly: "You only focus on these small things, but you forget the professional fact that I am an expert in removing spirits. It is impossible to break through me with such boring little tricks! Bet on your awareness! "

The sickle was swung by the girl, and it rushed to the front of Weston, sweeping and slashing, and those ghosts turned into illusory afterimages, all of which disappeared and were absorbed by her magic dress.

When the scythe reached in front of Weston, Weston immediately put the figurative sword in front of him.

Clang!

A crisp sound.

Gray said coldly: "Even your sword is fake."

After the words fell, Weston's sword turned into silver particles.

"You've been tricked," said Weston.

"What!?" Gray arrived in front of Weston, and before he could recall the true meaning of this sentence, the original necromancer magic circle under his feet suddenly changed.

A piece of pure white color envelops all of Grey, her sight, her sense of taste, her hearing, and even her own existence.

Her eyes were only covered by silver particles, and the next moment, the world in front of her eyes changed with Weston's manipulation.

【Concrete Fantasy】

【Simulation: Clock Tower】

The world presented in front of Gray's eyes faded from silver and white, revealing a familiar scene.

British Library - Clock Tower, London, UK.

In the past, she was walking in the corridor and was harassed by Weston, and it happened again at this moment.

'Here's to you, Gray. The 'Western' in front of him took the utensil that made the girl blush and put it in Gray's hand.

The latter was at a loss at first: "This..."

One of the countless scenes familiar in memory, the thing that made her angry and blush.

Was it just a dream she had before?

Why is the picture in front of him so real, whether it is the annoying existence of Weston himself, or this boring and shameful thing in his hand.

She stretched out her hand to touch Weston's face, and the pure touch came from the palm of her hand, which made Gray stunned: "Are you real?"

“少女，你不会爱上我了吧？这可真是罪过。”眼前的韦斯通，露出一副'真拿你没有办法，随你摆布好了'的欠揍表情。

Gray let go of her hand, her expression became extremely complicated.

The 50-man unit, the Holy Grail War, Lancer, the most wanted by the Magic Association, including the transformation of Weston, seem to have never existed from the beginning.

"I'm leaving." Gray threw away the magic dress made by Weston in disgust, and met El-Melloi II who happened to pass by, and the other party showed a surprised expression: "Grey, is that guy harassing you again? "

Gray responded vaguely, and hurried to her dormitory with her head down.

She was lying on the bed, looking at the ceiling.The extra memory about the future is still unacceptable to her.

Did she return from the future to the present, or did she predict the future from the present?Can't figure it out at all.

Weston is real, the teacher is real, the smell here, the words of people, everything around is real.

She completely reproduced everything in her memory, except that the future in her mind was no longer real.

Thinking like this, the girl also felt tired. She lay on the bed in the dormitory where the clock tower had not been for a long time, and fell asleep like that.

[Simulation - the day of selection will come]

When Gray woke up, several days passed in a row.

In the classroom of El-Melloi II, the II said: "How much do you know about the Yugdomirenia family? Their declaration of war made the Magic Association have to take security measures. This time they plan to send 50 people were investigated and annihilated as the front troops, and the candidates were chosen..."

As the Second King said, Gray listened to the familiar words and glanced at Weston next to him.

"As far as our class is concerned, you are the only one who has this qualification."

Gray's mood sank, and the choice in her memory was her self-righteous kindness, which was given to Weston, but in the end, this hard-won friend completely deviated from her and the teacher's sight.

If she made the same choice this time, it might still be the same as in her memory. Afterwards, she could only hear the news that Weston was one of the only survivors, and then the self-inflicted death in the Clock Tower classroom was judged as deliberate murder. For the events designated by the series of seals, she can only hear the rumors of Weston.Reality doesn't matter anymore at that point.

So this time...

Gray shook his head: "My practice is not enough."