【Shining】Fallen

In the sinking darkness, Enkidu quietly closed his eyes, knowing that he was dreaming.

This was a rare experience for him. He felt someone talking and walking around him, but he couldn't wake up, and fell into a dream again in the blink of an eye.

He has a good memory and a very early memory.

He learned to hold a knife when he was not as tall as a wheel. His employer was sometimes a beggar for a piece of black bread, and sometimes a powerful man.All the attacks coming to him are like ridiculous slow-moving movies, no one can escape his sharp knife.

He seemed to see another beautiful rain.

In the dark night, the darkness swallowed all the light. In a very spacious room, the carved candles and ceiling lamps were all extinguished, and no one spoke. The food at the banquet was slowly getting cold. He felt a little pity, but the food was all stained. There was blood, there was no way to eat it, there were too many corpses, it was a rare big business for the scavenger, half a drop of blood fell on the wings of a little misty firefly, and it fell on the top of his head in a zigzag...

A family fell under his hands.

At first, he found it troublesome. Generally speaking, he doesn't like to take on jobs that kill many people. The population in the narrow area is not large.But there is no way.

He saved Shamut and didn't want anyone else to bother her.

He didn't know what Randall was thinking, and he threw Shamut out, making it clear that she was waiting to die, but when he heard the news that she was still alive, he sent someone to look for her.

A young man lay at his feet, his eyeballs on the verge of falling out, his throat slit cleanly.

Enkidu can't remember his name anymore, he doesn't like to remember people's names, he only knows that he makes a "ho ho" sound when he sees his face.

Shamut was shocked by several times of grand robbery, Enki didn't like her depressed look, he just wanted to see her smile before bringing her back, and now this beautiful butterfly is about to be caught by the storm destroyed.

So he went in single-handedly in Randall's glorious feast, and swung his knife.He originally wanted to kill this man alone, but more people rushed up with guns in panic and anger. It's really annoying. Even Enkidu will be a little impatient, just like when you want to sleep peacefully, the little mosquitoes keep ringing in your ears Fly around.

When the whole thing was quiet, there were no living people around.

The rain of blood fell and condensed and spread. The whole room was covered by a thick bloody smell. The fireflies flickered and flew away quickly.

Enkidu suddenly remembered what they had said.

Those people—his employers, his enemies, countless people who died under his hands.

They said to him: You are born to be a good weapon.

The dream should be over.he thinks.

Then, someone tapped the pot with a spoon.

Enkidu slowly opened his eyes, the daylight was dazzling at first, he closed them, and heard someone yelling feebly beside him.

"When you wake up, get up quickly, the strongest fighting force in the narrow space, we are counting on you to do things - there is no rice, no matter what method you use, your face or your knife, get some rice quickly! "

Another male voice cut in.

"Don't be hard on a wounded man, and in the narrow space, his face is as powerful as his knife."

The ankle continued to emit burning pain, and the internal organs were also aching. Enkidu looked along the sound, and two strong colors, one blue and one red, first caught his sight.

The dark-skinned man with white hair and red clothes rested his left foot on his right leg, and turned to look at him. The other man was in blue, with long hair tied behind his head, and he was banging pots and playing boredly.

"So I don't have any complaints about rescuing the wounded..." the blue-haired man said, "but it's too unrealistic to expect him to work with a broken leg, Emiya, your father is as cruel as ever... No, it’s better to say it’s whimsical at this point.”

The white-haired man named Emiya picked up the pot and threw it at the blue-haired man's head, but the latter quickly dodged it.

"Speaking of which, this is not a joke. Halfway through the rebellion, we found that there was no food reserve. Hey, what is the logistics for? We only worked for ten days."

Emiya turned the pot upside down, seeing his skillful posture, Enkidu guessed that his job should be a chef.

"It can't be helped," Emiya put the pot on the table, "The witch in the rear fell in love with the war hero of Tianji, stole intelligence secrets for him, burned all the food along the way, killed and wounded his companions, and flew away with her lover regardless. This is the beginning of such a vulgar tragic myth, as children’s bedtime stories are a bit clichéd, when it really happens around us, I really can’t laugh..."

"I guess the ending is that the abandoned witch resented and killed her husband, but it's surprising that Emiya Kiritsugu didn't notice her abnormality. How can I put it, a woman in love is really resourceful?" The blue-haired man shook his head.

"Ku Chulainn, you must understand what you said," Emiya said with a light smile, "After all, the bulldogs who have been trapped in many Shura fields would have been stabbed to death if they hadn't been good at force."

Cu Chulainn laughed loudly, "You would say such a thing! For each other, dying for a good woman and dying on the battlefield are good endings. I and I have been born with a woman, but we will definitely be lonely in the middle of our lives. You who are going to die are different!"

Enkidu was forced to listen to (cross out) Hazama Deyun Society (cross out) expressionlessly, silently swallowing a mouthful of blood foam that was about to be coughed up.

"Okay, okay," someone knocked at the door, "Don't disturb the injured, get out of the way, it's too crowded with three big men standing in the way, come, eat first."

The man with short green hair and half of his face covered by a cloak smiled heartily.

"Enkidu... isn't it? I've heard the name for a long time. I'm... well, you can call me Robin Hood. The one on the left is Emiya, and the one on the right is Cu Chulainn, including the Assassin who brought you back. Currently it belongs to the Hazama rebels." member."

Enkidu took the meal he handed over, swallowed with the taste of blood in his mouth, his cheeks bulging.

Robin Hood found a place to sit cross-legged without being surprised.

"Oh, oh, it's a bit of a surprise to see a real person. After all, I'm just a country hunter here. The name of the strongest weapon is even famous for the iris. My companions in the country say that if you come to the iris more often, we can eat it. Meals for several months. How about it, the soup rice cooked by chef Emiya here early, is it so delicious that you want to swallow your tongue? Hahahaha, so it’s all in the narrow space, and the top-ranked district is better, The average craftsmanship is stronger."

Enkidu swallowed the rice in his mouth, and took another bite.This is the most normal meal he has eaten since he met Shamter, and the taste is actually quite good. Considering that no one in this place is in the mood to specialize in cooking while working, it seems that the man named Emiya is indeed He's a professional cook, that's right.

"Don't our group of rebels have any catchy names?" Cu Chulainn complained, "There are so many rebels on the entire planet, there must be a name to distinguish them, otherwise the ladies who meet in distress will not be able to answer their own questions." origin."

"Kuchulin, the bulldog in the Suzuran District, not only explained his origin, but also his abilities." Robin Hood gave a thumbs up.

"What kind of ability!" He couldn't see if he was serious, "My force and ability are comparable to the first-class -- how about Celtic, my hometown is very famous."

"No, it sounds unlucky."

Emiya added a sentence: "Andersen is choosing a name. He reads the words while flipping through the book. Looking at his posture, he will never give up easily unless he chooses a name with profound meaning."

"Wow... Andersen? I feel an ominous feeling..."

"As the only one of us who ever read, trust him."

"He seemed to want to call the organization 'Alonso' before I came."

"What do you mean?"

"It is said to be 'noble'."

"Hahahahahaha, do our group of exiled rebels use this name? It's too ironic!"

"Don Quixote's original name was Alonso."

"...This name sounds even more inauspicious! It's better to be called Celtic!"

Cu Chulainn propped his chin and complained.

"Well...as long as it's not called The Little Mermaid."

Emiya comforted him for a long time.