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

But the evil aura emanating from the other party's body was like a pile of rotten substances emitting a stench to the spirit base in Matthew's body. The stench that came from the soul was unforgettable only once.

Holding the shield in his hand tightly, Matthew can be said to be completely disgusted with it-hating the opponent's essence of evil!

"Hey, do you know about me?" While looking at Matthew's vigilant look, and at Joan of Arc who gave him an indifferent look, the clown as a Taoist twisted the corners of his mouth, the light blue The eyes reversed circles of ripples, as if trying to see through them.

"Could it be possible that I used to be companions with you? Heh~ It's probably not possible. I'm a daoized demon, so please rest assured~ I was summoned by other people. Ahahahahahaha—that is Said, you can fight with me at ease!"

The gigantic scissors were held up in front of the clown who was bouncing around and laughing wildly, and the clown was still sticking out his tongue on the open blade to lick the blade.Regardless of the possibility of having his tongue cut off, he laughed wildly like an uncontrollable wild horse.

"...Goo." Matthew swallowed unconsciously. Even though the clown didn't do anything, it still gave her a dangerous aura far surpassing others.No... Maybe it's because the other party hasn't done anything so far. Compared with other people who started fighting at the first disagreement, the other party's strange actions are more a test of ordinary people's fear.

The other party will indifferently test the vaguely feared things of human beings, and then gradually spread and increase them.

For people with mental disabilities, the other party can be described as a can of poison.

"Your name is—Mephisto?"

Joan looked at the clown in front of her, as if she wanted to see through what the other party wanted to hide under the madness, but the other party's wild laughter was like an impenetrable copper wall, let alone the other party's thoughts.In fact, even the job agency ability of seeing through the real name was cast a dark shadow the moment Joan saw the other party.

"...Is that so? Then I have a question for you."

Is the other party really Mephisto?Or what is Mephisto in history?Is it a demon or an angel?Is it a puppet or a clown?

"Oh, please, please."

The clown shrugged his shoulders funny, as if he was indifferent to everything, but the large scissors floating in his hand still attracted their attention.

Joan of Arc and Matthew still remember that the other party was summoned as a spellcaster, so that means that when the other party releases the magic, even the rituals required to put down the magic are possible.

"What is this farce for?"

"That is--?"

The clown stopped jumping, and all his strength was concentrated on his right foot, as if he was sitting on an air chair, standing on the spot with one foot and half squatting.

"My action has no meaning, is it just to let me know about it? Or, in the absence of this France! Can I continue to rise up to the test?"

This ridiculous joke happened again, and Joan felt that this was no longer a trial for the gods.

Whose trials will be repeated?Could it be that it was because last time, she couldn't bear to miss Chigurh?

No, not really.These urban residents like NPCs, and even the bloody drawings in the castle must be telling something, but it's hard for her to explain the answer.

And for what purpose did the clown in front of him choose to let himself suffer all this?

"Oh, yes, the answer is correct! Applause! Applause! Everyone here! Then, how? How do you feel? Feeling angry? Feeling happy? Feeling happy? Feeling disgust? Feeling life Rejected? Everything is a joke of the gods, and it is because of this that I can ridicule and play without hesitation—Master Saint? Hahahahahaha—”

Miserable and sad, he laughed strangely, making people uncomfortable and annoying, but Joan of Arc's revelation did not have any reaction to the other party.

The other party is telling the truth?Or is it a malicious spoof?

But I have to say, the other party's laughter was so ugly that Joan almost couldn't help but want to yell, stop laughing, Zian!

But the question is... who is Zi An?

"Yeah, bad is already the worst. But, in the end, it's just a phantom. Since it's a phantom, there's nothing to be afraid of."

Even Shakespeare's vicious Noble Phantasm has been experienced by me, what else do I need to think about?Is Ziggy still waiting for you in the world?Don't worry about that for now, I will leave the Seat of Heroes before the end of the world, and then I will go find him again.

Anyway, that child will be like a poor stray dog, longing for the salvation that belongs to the saint herself.

"However, if it's a phantom with a basis? Yes—this town was indeed established on the premise that you didn't exist! Jeanne Darc—the saint who saved the country! The world is not driven by you alone Yes! No! Yes! But! No! Whether you act or not—the people are happy!"

"..."

"You are neither a king nor a hero, to borrow your famous words, you are not even a saint—why are you brazen enough to worry about the changes in the world!?"

"..."

Annoyed?It's a long topic...

Joan was about to respond, but was cut off by the figure in the main hall.

"Isn't it okay to be troubled?"

"!!!Master?"

Matthew heard it, it was Fujimaru Tateka's voice, even though the voice was very tired now, it sounded very weak.But the undeniable answer in those words seemed to break the trap, which also made Mephisto feel depressed and helpless.

"It's so disturbing. My lord, you're questioning Jeanne Darc—"

The clown turned his head to look at the door of the main hall. The door, which was well managed, had been broken open, and Fujimaru Tachika, who was tied to the cross, kept his miserable appearance and smiled.

The annoyed clown was about to activate the treasure directly and blow it up in front of the two of them!

But when the pitch-black flame and a bright red flash wrapped around Fujimaru Tachika's side in an instant, all the tiny bombs were blocked from the connection with the clown.

"Tsk—was it found abnormal?" The clown narrowed his eyes in dissatisfaction, the guys in Chaldea were indeed dangerous.It was not easy for him to find the relaxing moment of the master of Chaldea. Before this guy was restless and strong even in his dreams, but now it is not easy to turn his dreams into a nest, but he was discovered and cleaned up at the first time .

But the more troublesome thing, compared to the support, is that this has already crossed the clown's neck, if it hadn't rolled backwards, it would have been instantly decapitated!

"Indeed, as you said, I may indeed be meaningless."

Joan looked at Mephisto in front of her, holding up the flag in her hand, her violet eyes were full of holy coldness.This is the saint... no, the war ghost Joan of Arc!

"—But. If it makes sense, will it be acted upon?"

"what?"

"The fate of human beings is colorful, even to the point of cruelty. Just as there is meaningless life, there is also meaningless death—just as there is meaningful life, there is also meaningful death. If Act if you have something, and don’t act if you don’t have it. Act if you know the future, and don’t act if you know the future. I don’t think that’s a person~ To put it bluntly, I don’t care about what happens later. I just, It’s just running along the path you choose. This must be clearly conveyed to others. Tomorrow’s worries will come and tomorrow’s worries—just, that’s all! Above, please convey this to your employer.”

What she desires is just the process, whether it is leading the country to victory with blood, or forcing that artificial man to the battlefield step by step, and having to rely on herself when there is nothing else, those things are what she said she felt s things.

Perhaps the self who appeared on the stage as a Ruler, and the self praised by later generations will be stained with more traces of the master, but the essence of the madness as a war ghost will still reappear in the world after being dug deep.

In comparison, this is a heroic spirit. Guys who can restore their own will are all amazing guys.

"...I see, that's it, that's it, that's it, that's it! Is that why you won't give in? If that's the case! It's just power that will make you give in—oh... no No, wait. What I said doesn't seem right, hey. Could it be that I was persuaded? How is it possible... um—no! How is this possible!"

The devil who lured others into hell was actually persuaded?

Do not make jokes!

Even if he is just a clone, just a projection of residual consciousness, he will not give up so easily...

Did something change your thinking?

"Return the world to its original state. Even if there is no hope, even if there is only despair. May people not stand still, but move forward bravely. Even if the road ahead is full of thorns. Even if the road ahead is full of traps. I——will continue to choose The way forward!!"

Then the battle ensues, between the crazy demon clown and the crazy field dog, which doesn't give anyone else a chance to interfere.

Fujimaru Tachika was liberated from the cross by Matthew on the side, and the black flames and bright red lightning wrapped around him, preventing any possible danger.

It's not that Fujimaru doesn't want to help Joan of Arc, but after all, he is not the other party's Master, and besides, he can use his dreams to form this trap. I think that guy is not only trying to deal with Joan of Arc, but also one of the targeted members. .

Therefore, Fujimaru chose to stand on the sidelines, but this was just right for Joan.

Although she is not a good fighter, she is a top soldier!It is a flag-raising soldier who must never fall on the battlefield!

Therefore, she waved the banner that was engraved with the grace of the Lord in her hand, and fought against the rumored demon sent by the gods...

The process is not important, what matters is the ending.

Mephisto has already failed when it is determined that Joan will not repent.

"Hehehe! Is my duty over at this moment!? Forget it, it doesn't matter! If there is, please say hello to me in your camp for me? Mephisto, who is making a fool of himself, please give me your advice~ So, see you next time!"

The clown who knew that he could not win ran away. Maybe he was not a top existence in the battle, but being able to escape from the hands of Joan of Arc who fought under the guidance of the revelation must be said to be his top strength.

......

"I'm sorry for getting you involved, Matthew, Fujimaru. It seems that besides me fighting with you, there is one... I need to fight someone else. This is to test my faith Fight. Please, Fujimaru. Yes, can you please come with me?"

1.【Of course】

2.【Agreed】

3.【FNMDP】

PS1: Solomon, I'm back again and again and again and again! ! !

PS2: The more MMP writes about the mad woman fighting mad Joan of Arc, the more emotional she feels (it can't be saved)

Interlude·Taboo ([-])

The relationship between dreams and reality is a bit indistinguishable, which makes Fujimaru Tatsuka feel distressed.But even if they asked Senior Gudazi and Doctor Roman, they could only frown and worry together but couldn't give any help.

And especially when he was dreaming before, it was rare to even pull Matthew into it.

It made him dare not take a rest casually...

"Young man~ don't panic. No matter how scary the dream world is, as long as you recognize it's a dream, you won't be afraid. Isn't this the proof that you can still summon me after leaving the dream world? Well~ As a Heroic Spirit, he is still stronger than before."

Following Fujimaru Tatsuka was a tall man with a chin like a crescent moon. Although the 1.8-meter height was not outstanding in Chaldea, it was still very rare.And the off-white robe and coat on the other party, and the mysterious identity that does not exist in any history, and even the mystery called blood that the other party said, are not things that Chaldea can analyze now.

The only thing that can be known is that the other party got the connection from Fujimaru Tatsuka's dream, so there is a chance to be summoned as a heroic spirit.

Monslet or Moon Knight, this is the name of the other party, just a hunter who is addicted to hunting.

"I will..." Looking at Monslet who was following him, Li Xiang also breathed a sigh of relief.He once thought that the hunting night was false, and the bond with the Queen of the Kingdom of Shadows and others before was a false thing, but this was not the case.All that is true!

What is the dangerous thing Scathach said?Distressed and helpless, he couldn't understand at all...

"Junior~ Someone is here." Mengslet standing next to Lixiang straightened his back subconsciously.

This skillful act of entering a combat state even infected Lixiang and made him draw out his musket and aim it at the door of the room.

brush--

"Yo~ boy——"

boom! ! !

The moment the door opened, two muskets that spread the fragments fired instantly. The man who was smiling at the door of the room as if he had something good to do was knocked back half a step by the impact of the fragments, his whole body and even There are countless fragments inlaid on the face.

"It hurts!!! Kid, what are you doing?!"

"Ah~ sorry..."

Hearing the screams, Lixiang suddenly remembered that this is not a singularity in Chaldea, and there is no danger at all that would happen in this place.It was because his nerves were so tense that when he heard the warning that someone was approaching, he subconsciously prepared to make a move.

Thinking of this, Lixiang also turned his head, wanting Mengslet to apologize to the other party, but the moment he turned his head away, Mengslet had disappeared without a trace.