What Can I Do if I Travel to Fgo? I'm Desperate Too

"Oh?"

"sleepy......"

Due to the relationship between the celebration and the moon god, Fujimaru Tachika's spirit has been in a state of being tortured by a high degree of tension.

Although he is now excluded from the dream, it does not mean that he can maintain his spirit when he wakes up.

Feeling the exhaustion gradually attacking, Fujimaru, who was holding Fufu, couldn't resist the sudden tiredness, and fell heavily on the bed.

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"...ster...Master, Master!"

There seemed to be someone calling out to my ears, and my body was being pushed.

Fujimaru, who felt that his exhausted spirit had weakened, also frowned. No matter who it is, it is not a good thing to interrupt other people's dreams.

"Um!?"

"Wow!"

With a bit of getting up, Fujimaru unconsciously exerted a bit of strength in his hands, but then Fufu's cry made him react.She let go of her hands, but Fufu threw herself on his face and farted.

puff~

"Cough cough!"

Hurriedly moving Fufu away from her face, Fujimaru Tachika bounced off the ground all of a sudden.

But this time, his forehead hit a hard iron plate straight.

pound~~~~

"Ah, great. This is not a place to sleep!"

The girl's happy cry came at the same time as Fujimaru covered her forehead. For some reason, Fujimaru felt that the voice was very familiar...

But why do I feel that this energetic state is so far from a guy I should know.

"here is..."

"Although I can't directly confirm this. But I think it may be France... Matthew, the master has woken up."

Listening to the other party's words, Fujimaru also raised his head.

Then he saw the figure that died with the flames in France.

— Joan of Arc

It's not the dark dragon witch, but the real French saint, who is tied to the cross almost every day and burned to the stake by the group of white puppets.

However, Fujimaru Tatsuka always felt that at this moment, the saint seemed to lack the temperament of a heroine on the battlefield, but instead had an extra softness and rationality that a girl should have.

[Could it be that the saint is in love? 】

A strange thought came to his mind, but was immediately denied by Fujimaru.

How could Yingling fall in love again?It's not the lover in front of him, besides, how could Joan of Arc have...

Looks like there really are? !

Didn't Barbatos, who had hidden his identity back then, and those pale human figures all refer to a person named Ziggy?

Shouldn't it be that guy?

It is said that Ziqiu is still 'Do you want me to get pregnant? 'This blunt mating request...

Simply shocked!

However, there was not much time left for Fujimaru to think about it, because soon Matthew, who was holding a giant shield, had already run to his side.

"Master! It's better than nothing that you're fine. The surrounding inspections are over, so far I don't feel anything unusual. But the communication with Chaldea has also been interrupted, so I have to worry about the next thing... Master, do you still remember what happened before you came to this world?"

"Before coming here..."

Fujimaru Tatsuka was stunned, how did he come here?

He was holding Fufu...

and many more?Why is he hugging Fufu?And why did he fall asleep?

Where was he before...

"Uh, I can't remember. The memory seems to be blocked."

"Sure enough." Looking at Fujimaru's confused face, Matthew also sighed helplessly.

"Miss Joan and I are the same. We are already in this world after we reacted. Master, why don't you secure a base first. The doctor should notice the abnormality here, and the Chaldeans will certainly It’s good to come up with some countermeasures. During that time, let’s explore this world, and if there is anything abnormal, we should correct it immediately—what do you think?”

Should it be Matthew?

He has grown up very quickly, and he can already become a qualified secretary.

Although he has a fraudulent education in language and actions in Rome, being able to think up an action plan in such a short period of time is better than his commander.

"I have no problem, what about Miss Joan?"

"You guys go there, I'll go there too. Now I'm going to visit the world instead of that person..."

#What's the matter with the inexplicable good fire?Is it that bastard who made the saint look like a slut?You were not like this Joan of Arc in France before, how would you be evaluated by Marshal Gil when you see your expression now! ! !

"Ah... well. Matthew, let's go."

"Yes! Master~"

......

"The wind here is really comfortable, as if a feeling of returning to my hometown arises spontaneously."

"That's right... I grew up in Chaldea. Not really, I can understand that feeling... Since Jeanne-san seems to be in a good mood, it should be good."

"Ah! I'm sorry, Your Excellency Matthew."

"No, no, it's okay. It's all thanks to senior for taking me out to see the scenery outside... Speaking of Joan's hometown, I remember Domremy Village? Is it close to here? If possible, take a look How about next?"

"Unfortunately, France is very big... I can't let the two of you spend several days traveling with me. After all, when we were in the singularity before, with the help of a few first-class servants, we can directly and quickly get more than half of the country. France. Besides, I knew that I might not be able to go back... The moment I decided to save France, I was ready to never go back to my hometown.”

"That's it..."

"Didn't you ever think about going back, Jeanne?" In the middle of the conversation between the two, Fujimaru also twitched the corners of his mouth, knowing that he couldn't go back, and he was ready to go back, but this has nothing to do with you Is there any conflict going back now?You can't possibly want to go back to your hometown with your old friend, right?

"...Wow, Master really asks embarrassing questions. Well, of course I have thought about going back. Many times, many times. Especially when the wound stabbed by the bow and arrow hurts unbearably... .”

"But, I didn't go back."

"Well, assuming----everything is going well, even if I go back to my hometown, there will be no problem...but I don't think I should go back. After all, I gave up, Family, hometown and everything."

"Why is this so, Miss Joan of Arc should say so..."

"Hehe, it's a hypothetical question anyway. I was captured and died in the flames. This has already happened. If you want to change this, you will become like Jill at that time. But, Although I don't know the reason, it's like a revolving lantern, and I keep reminiscing about the bits and pieces with everyone."

"That...maybe there is nothing you can do about it, simply because you were still young at the time—because human beings cherish their own lives."

"Yeah. That's true. Time, if you have the time, you can do what you want to do, or you can do what you can't do... even if you don't have both. Maybe you can Find what you want to do. There are countless possibilities in human beings, and the younger you are, the more possibilities are surprisingly high. And I who abandoned it so easily, I am not a saint but an idiot...if he is there. ..”

The voice behind became quieter, but Fujimaru could still hear it.

You guy really did exactly what Barbatos said, you found a good guy, right?

I always feel that other saints will suddenly join the topic of gossip and discuss Joan's love history.

"...Really. In that case, maybe I also—"

"Huh? Matthew, what are you thinking too?"

"Ah, no! There is nothing! Compared to this, the Master has seen the street. Let's go~ You must first grasp this era and this situation—"

Looking at the situation where Matthew's face turned red all of a sudden, Fujimaru suddenly felt that his head was green...

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In the town, people walking on the street looked left and right, but found nothing wrong.

"I seem... all right?"

Joan of Arc scratched her head, and the eyes of the people around her were very ordinary, at most they were puzzled by the style of the armor on her body.

But at least now she doesn't have to be cursed and attacked everywhere as a dragon witch like in the French singularity.

"It seems to be like this. Originally, in [-], there was a big riot in Black Joan, so Miss Joan was also involved...but the town here is very peaceful."

"Great. Peace, nothing more important than that—huh?"

Joan of Arc with a smile on her face suddenly seemed to see something.

That face turned cold all of a sudden, and gradually became bitter and embarrassing.

"What's the matter?" Fujimaru, who had just bought two bags of fruit, blinked. This trip just happened to buy some materials for the kitchen.Although it may be a bit of a loss to buy piles of fruits in the Middle Ages, but who calls the alchemy of a group of mages can only refine gold coins?

"The flag on the city... has become the British flag. It has become an English territory... now."

Joan of Arc was about to lose her strength, but she still stood there holding the flag in her hand tightly.Although he was angry, he did not lose his mind.

"Ah, it's true that the flag is different from the French one. That is to say, the anomaly in this place is that the British occupied the land?" Fujimaru frowned suddenly, and he had already noticed that something seemed a little wrong.

"Should this be... a situation that needs to be corrected. Master?"

"It's fine if you're oppressed. There's nothing wrong with it now. Maybe it becomes unnecessary..."

Rubbing his temple helplessly, Fujimaru also had a headache.Now he only has Joan of Arc and Matthew by his side, and now that he doesn't know much about the information here, and has cut off contact with Chaldea, he can also feel that the magic power in his body can't last long because the shadow of the spirit base can't fight.

"That's true. It's exactly as you said... No, I'm sorry. This is just a personal affair. Now I am Fujimaru Tatsuka's servant. Anyway, let's collect information in the town now." Clenching her fists tightly, Sada De seems to be very annoyed, but she still restrains herself to prevent herself from running away at will.

You know, it seems that because of some black idiot, now she also has the ability to summon dragon species to fight.

If she wasn't a saint, she wouldn't mind another Hundred Years Evil Dragon War.

"So there's nothing like that at all!"

Intermission: My God Is Here 1 ([-])

The investigation went very well.

It would be better to say that there will be a group of British troops rushing out ready at any time, but they are confused by the harmonious, friendly, and united atmosphere in the town.