Proposed by the most beautiful you in the world [Comprehensive]

The terrible catastrophe that wiped out the human race did not destroy Chaldea.

Lack of financial, material, and spiritual aspects, even the singing of some female heroic spirits is too "moving", the daily food supply in the cafeteria has too much salt, etc. - none of which destroyed Chaldea.

Before that, Fujimaru Tateka, the last master of mankind who was busy but happily living here, at most troubled by the serious shortage of combat-type heroic spirits, never expected that the one who would cause a devastating blow to Chaldea was actually ...

The earth-shattering internal war that seems to be fighting to the death! ! !

"Boom--"

The earth is shaking.

"Bang bang bang bang bang—"

The door of the super-large training room, which was originally enough to support several Heroic Spirits to exercise their muscles and bones at the same time, flew, the ceiling collapsed, the steel bars were cracked, and the sound was deafening, accompanied by furious scolding.

"Golden, Yu can't stand it anymore! Yu and the concubine's token are actually... well, let's take this opportunity to wash away the shame of that time!"

"Heh——hahahaha! The sun, such stupid words really made this king laugh out loud. He actually used such a waste product to make this king appear in the world. Just because of this, this king is disgusting. Wangfei? This king When did your princess become yours!"

A brief introduction.

The two who are using violence to demolish the base are undoubtedly two extremely noble kings.

Some time ago, Pharaoh Ozymandias was summoned to Chaldea by a holy relic glued with Caster's blood. Today——just now, he was summoned by the mysterious holy relic forced by Pharaoh, King of Heroes Gilga Mesh.

Anyway, we have been getting along for a while, and Fujimaru Tachika has a deeper understanding of King Ozymandias than before.

In addition to the fact that he regards the Master as a subject, which is different from other Heroic Spirits, the Pharaoh is actually a man who communicates well.

If the remonstrance of the "subject" is reasonable, he can readily accept it.But on the other hand, he also has a strange and not surprising, but somewhat indescribable habit: praising his princess to Fujimaru Tachika and other people who were lucky enough to talk to the Pharaoh.

From the appearance to the inside, he is unabashedly letting everyone know how beautiful and lovable his beloved princess is-of course, the implication is: you mortals only need to know it in your heart, don’t be shy. think.

During this period of time, almost the lines have made everyone's ears feel cocooned.

As for the King of Heroes who just arrived, I still don't know much about his specific temperament, but——

At this time, the lucky master who summoned two unprecedented super thugs in one fell swoop, hugged his knees numbly, squatting in the corner of the training room where the gravel and steel fragments were flying everywhere, his eyes were even more dull mixed with intense confusion .

"I really didn't expect that not only did they know each other, but their relationship was... so bad..."

"It was wrong, it was wrong from the very beginning, I shouldn't have called Caster with strong hopes. It's fine now, I called Caster..."

What kind of people are they!

Mash, who was squatting with him, tried hard to block the splashes from the bang bang bang with a shield, and at the same time reminded the master who was in great despair: "Don't give up on yourself, senior! The most urgent thing now is to persuade them to fight, and then stop them Keep fighting!"

The corners of Fujimaru Tatsuka's mouth twitched, and a little hope finally appeared in his eyes: "Yes, I can't give up yet! But having said that-there is so much commotion here, why, no heroic spirit has come to rescue? "

"Robin Hood-Andersen-Master Curse Wrist...and Emiya, where are you guys?!"

After calling for a long time, there was still no response... Oh no, actually there was.

Teacher Curse Wrist wanted to rush over, but was dragged away by others.

It can be selected as the author duo with the most nourishing life in Chaldea. Shakespeare and Andersen sent a message at the same time, claiming that they are not good at fighting. , Master rest assured, at least Chaldea will not be destroyed yet.

Fujimaru Lixiang: "Does it mean that we will meet in the future???!"

Emiya, who was finally called by the Master, was the red Archer who came to Chaldea a little earlier than Gilgamesh.

In fact, the red Archer has already walked to the door of the training room.

His ears had been harassed by the loud noise comparable to landslides and ground cracks for a long time. Red Archer frowned, stopped in front of the metal wall that used to have a door, but now it was just a big hole, and raised his eyes to look inside.

"........."

The brown-skinned and white-haired man originally had a little irritated expression on his face, but after seeing clearly who the two guys who were fighting each other in the training room were, the irritability disappeared.

Of course, there was no other look, he just became expressionless.

In an instant, a certain memory of being summoned in Fuyuki City, Japan involuntarily came to mind. Although it was only a clone, but because that experience was so impressive, he couldn't forget it even if he wanted to.

First, he was summoned by the "enemy" who killed him, and he was beaten for a few hours by an absent-minded pharaoh as soon as he stood still. Without further ado, one of the subjects was "swallowed" with black mud.

fantastic.

When I think about it, I can't help but have a headache, my teeth are sour, and my chest hurts even more.

The two currently fighting are all people who appeared at the scene of the show of affection that day—speaking of which, that golden guy, didn’t you just reluctantly admit that who was your "best friend" at that time? Princess?

The red Archer had no expression on his face, but he couldn't help complaining in his heart.

"It's not a problem, just let them fight. Then I'll go back, master, please come on."

The red Archer who said so quickly disappeared from Fujimaru Tachika's field of vision.

Fujimaru Tachika: "...Hi!!!!!!"

"No, I..."

"Caster, I really underestimated you."

"You...what a terrifying man who hides his secrets!"

For a moment, the miserable howl of the last master of mankind seemed to overwhelm the sound of fighting, echoing in the sky above the snow-capped mountains.

Misery, grief, indignation, pain - all can be heard from this whine.

The volume was so loud, the few people who were sitting in the lounge peacefully holding coffee at this time would naturally not miss it.

"It's getting more and more lively. It turns out that the arrival of Ramses II is just the beginning." Da Vinci, who is also one of the staff members of Chaldea, seems to be feeling emotional, but in fact, his eyes are half-hearted. Glance left.

"What's the matter, Romani, there's such a big commotion over there, don't you plan to mediate and control the situation?"

"..." Roman, who was sitting next to her, spoke after a while, and his voice was rather helpless: "Forget it, it's useless even if you go, and they won't listen to me, it should be fine after the fight, after all, Those two people still have a sense of proportion in their hearts—— right?"

The ending is erratic, revealing that the speaker is not confident.

"Oh."

Da Vinci stared at this seemingly calm man for a while, and finally turned his head back as if he hadn't noticed anything.

"Indeed, it doesn't matter if they leave it alone, but—it seems that you are the one who matters."

"Calm down, Romani! Your shaking hands are almost at the same frequency as the ceiling!"

Roman: "What? I'm calm, I don't—"

Snapped!

The coffee cup fell to the ground, the shards scattered, and the scalding coffee was scattered all over the floor, still steaming.

Roman: "..."

Da Vinci: "..."

The two fell silent together, looking at the coffee mug that had been smashed to pieces by someone's seemingly insane behavior.

After a long time.

"Calm down now, Romani?"

"Well... Although I really want to say this, but... I'm sorry to make you worry, I will be fine in a while."

The mentally tortured man raised his hand and covered his face.

Da Vinci patted him on the back.

——As I said just now, the arrival of Ozymandias is just the beginning.The second one to come is Gilgamesh, and after that, there may be number three, number four...

—Come on, Romani.Then, hold on!

*****

On the earth where many creatures live, there are two invisible but always-present restraining forces.

One is the will of the planet itself, which was born to protect its own existence, named "Gaia". Yes knowledge".

The reason why it is called "restraining power" is because these two invisible forces will not actively interfere with the operation of the world, but will try their best to prevent things that affect them.

That is to say, the consciousness of the world.

Gaia, which is connected to the planet, does not need to be mentioned for the time being, because what I want to mention here is the "Alaya Consciousness" that is biased towards human beings.

Such a special case once happened.

An "outsider" who does not belong to this world came to the earth by accident.

This "outsider" attracted the attention of the Alaya Consciousness as soon as it arrived, and then used human algorithms to closely monitor it for several years.

Because the mere existence of an outsider is incompatible with everything in this world, and his behavior and behavior will have any impact on human beings, and the alaya consciousness is completely unpredictable.

According to the past practice, this kind of uncertain factor, the Alaya consciousness will be cleared in the first time.

But this outsider is still too special, and as far as it is concerned, he has not done anything out of the ordinary, and it is not to the extent that it must be eliminated.Alayashi could only pay attention to him and observe him all the time, until he died in just a few years——

Of course, in this, there is obviously still the hands and feet of Alaya.

He is destined to only enjoy a short lifespan of a few years, because no matter how long it is, it will have a serious impact on the "heroes" who are favored alone in this era.

After his death, let him become a heroic spirit to control him.As time goes by, outsiders will be gradually assimilated, and those incompatible "things" left deep in the soul will also be worn away, losing the threat of attracting the attention of the Alaya Consciousness.

This method is both tolerant and cruel. The outsider himself has no knowledge of it, or even does not know it. He was deliberately calculated by the consciousness of the world.

That is, "that time".

Because he foolishly changed the fate of an original "hero", the spirit foundation of this outsider who was no longer a pure outsider was completely shattered, and he almost disappeared.

And the reason why he has left some strength to survive is not because of good luck, nor because of his own particularity that allows him to be preserved—it is the Alaya consciousness.

The consciousness of the world made a small deal with him at that time, which amounted to a must.

One day in the future, he needs to sign a temporary contract with Alaya to do things for it. The content is not clear, so as to offset the cost of rebuilding the spirit base.

The outsider himself would not even know that this seemingly troublesome but meaningless transaction was just to allow him to be assimilated faster.

He agreed.

So, after hundreds of years——

The agreed "deal" has begun.

……

……

Time, late eighteenth century.

Location, England, a small town named Longbourne, a very typical English countryside.

It is about a day’s distance from the capital, London, in a horse-drawn carriage. The upsurge aroused by the Industrial Revolution is surging, but it has not invaded the small village too much. That is to say, at least at this time, Longbourne still maintains its The environment is beautiful and the neighborhood is harmonious.

Having said that, "neighborhood fun" probably only occurs in a few moments: when the hostesses of the country gentlemen meet by chance in the town, or at the small monthly gatherings, when they need to exchange a few words. The understanding of daily chores and fashion trends is a bonus for parents.

That's right!At least before, the short stories of parents can only be said to be a bonus.

But I don't know when—ah, it should be that the children raised by the hostesses at home have gradually grown up, and almost all of them have reached the special period when it is time to talk about marriage—the wives who lived a fairly good life talked about The topic quietly shifted the focus.

——In the past few months, which family's young lady was able to marry a good man, and her husband's annual income was a thousand pounds.

——Just a few weeks ago, another young lady in her twenties who was not yet married got engaged. Because of a miserly father, the young lady who was clearly the only child received only one-tenth of the family property in dowry. Therefore, the choice of fiancé was very unsatisfactory.

It is such a realistic topic that no one can escape.

As a mother, I naturally hope that my daughter can find the best home, and that my son can inherit more wealth.Therefore, when the ladies talked about it, it was inevitable that they would flatter or envy them secretly, and the whole news of the Longbourn marriage could not escape their ears.

After the gossip and fun, everyone is satisfied with their confidence.

Except for Mrs. Bennet, who couldn't help but frown after hearing the beginning.

"It's too jarring! Every day like this is a torment for my fragile nerves! Oh, my God, Mr. Bennett, why do you still read it with peace of mind when I am so anxious? Where are the newspapers?"

Mr. Bennet is a well-known gentleman in the small town of Longbourn. He is never surprised by the noise from his wife that will be heard regularly in the early morning every day.

"Because I know very well that they can only get a dowry of five thousand pounds saved by their poor father. It is almost impossible for the daughters with empty brains to find a gentleman with the same empty brains but rich wallets." He said coldly He said, his eyes still lingering on the newspaper, as if Mrs. Bennet's screams could not beat the clear and melodious birdsong outside the window.

This is the cognition that a truly sober-minded person can get.

Yes, Mr. Bennet knew very well that his wife was just out of her wits.

The case of the Bennetts was exceptional.

Mr. Bennet, the head of the family, was not only a gentleman, but a gentleman who, at least in Longbourn, had some fortune.

He has a manor, a field, and an annual income that can support a large family. The only thing he doesn't have is a son who can inherit the property after his death.

Since there is still no heir, according to regulations, after Mr. Bennet's death, his main property will be fully inherited by distant relatives. The tragic experience of being kicked out of the house.

Herein lies the cause of Mrs. Bennet's daily anxiety-ridden nerves.

Every time she thinks of the miserable future that has no power to turn back, she can't help crying, and she soon develops from tears to crazy. She wants to marry her daughters as soon as possible. Find the best young singles.

However, in the small country, where are there so many bachelors that Mrs. Bennet can look up to?

Add the decisive point: the situation of the Bennet family has long been spread throughout Longbourn, and the young people who meet the standard, when they hear of the embarrassing situation of the Miss Bennets, will invariably stay away.Even though the eldest girl, Jane Bennet, was known far and wide as a beauty, the situation did not improve.

Oh, speaking of which, one person appeared recently.But the status of "that person" is so high that even Mrs. Bennet, who has no self-knowledge, knows that it is difficult to talk to "that person", so it is better not to think too much about it.

At most, with a little unwillingness, she told Mr. Bennet that pathetic fantasy in private, and she could only tell him.

Mr. Bennet finished reading the newspaper, and said in good time: "Well, ma'am, please don't torture my eardrums any more. Sit down quickly, and pray to heaven before eating, and let that Lord Earl--no, you still Stop dreaming about him. Just let five other promising young bachelors fall from the sky and fall in love with their daughters at first sight."

"Yes, I should have prayed!" cried Mrs. Bennet, still angrily. "Send all the rich bachelors to the country, and I can marry off all five of my daughters. My God! How can you Can't you hear my prayer?"

Her voice was, indeed, exceptionally high-pitched, but still tinged with the unavoidable pathos of a poor mother.

Mr. Bennet remained unresponsive.

He is not really so hard-hearted, but because Mrs. Bennet whispers in his ear every day, after a long time, he has long been bored to have nothing to say.

Yes, then hurry up and pray.

Mr. Bennet was about to say so perfunctorily.

Mrs. Bennet's trace of sadness still lingered on her face, which had lost the beauty of her youth.

"boom--"

They were caught off guard by such a deafening roar.

The source of the roar was the unfired fireplace in the hall.

The movement was so loud that not only the Bennets heard it, but even the ladies who were dawdling in their rooms upstairs were frightened and screamed in terror, and ran out with their skirts up.

"Is this—an earthquake?"

"No! The house didn't shake, something blew it up... My God! What was that?"

The Bennets who were at the dining table turned their heads stiffly, and the five Miss Bennets who were lying on the stair railing and looking down also widened their eyes.

The silk handkerchief held by a certain lady was somehow released, and it floated down the edge of the stairs. The knife and fork that Mr. Bennet had just picked up slammed on the table, and Mrs. Bennet's chin fell again. I can't get along either.

The gazes of the gathered people passed through the dust flooding the sky, and fell on the strange figure of someone who suddenly appeared in the fireplace.

This stranger—

"Cough, cough, I'm sorry, there's something wrong with my way of appearing. It's really an accident."

"I can act independently this time, so I probably don't need a master. However, I came here involuntarily when I heard an extremely eager call... So, is it you who called me?"

The young man who suddenly descended in a way that the Bennett family could never imagine, was obviously full of suspicious aura, but seemed to possess a magical power.

After he got out of the fireplace with difficulty, wiped off the ashes stuck to his face, and cast a straight look at them.

Shocked by the young man's astonishing beauty, they could no longer speak a single word.

"Ah, sorry, I accidentally destroyed the fireplace. As an apology, I would like to grant one of your wishes."

He was actually very polite, moreover, humble and considerate.

After a long while, the Bennet family was still immersed in a trance like a god descended from heaven—no!Mrs. Bennet was the quickest to wake up.

After hearing the phrase "a wish can come true", the great excitement directly overcame her instincts, making her struggle and shout out like a roar:

"Let all my five daughters marry the most desirable young gentleman, God, God, thank Mary, I have only one wish!"

"..."

To this day, even Airlie, who has fulfilled the wishes of countless people, still can't help being a little silent because of this wish, which is not new, but the passion and obsession it contains is shockingly deep.

After a pause, he said: "...Well, to make a marriage happen? Whether it can be achieved depends on the specific situation. For example, if there is a candidate you are satisfied with, you can tell me first, and I will see if it is feasible."

"Ah—yes! I've thought about it a long time ago, that lord is definitely the perfect candidate!"

Since Mr. Bennet was still in a daze, Mrs. Bennet, who was not attacked or stopped by anyone, was extremely excited.

"He just bought Netherfield Manor, which had been idle for a long time, and brought more than 1000 servants. It only took one day to completely change the appearance of the already extremely luxurious manor, and it became as luxurious as a royal palace."

"The manor, which has nearly doubled in size, is open to the public every night. Yes, everyone—even the homeless who sleeps on the streets, can enter his palace to participate in events that only nobles can enjoy. banquet."

"He is so rich, on the one hand, because he is happy, and on the other hand, he is to choose a lucky one among the young girls attending the banquet to be his wife."

"Oh my god, my god, I can't help trembling just thinking about it. If you get the favor of that lord, Jane, Elizabeth, or Mary—no matter which girl it is, can become a noble noble lady!"

After listening carefully, Airlie felt a slight touch in his heart for some reason.

But there was nothing unusual on his surface, he just followed the words of the lady who was almost fainting while holding her forehead, and continued to ask.

"That sounds like a pretty perfect candidate."

"Then, may I ask, where is the manor you mentioned, and what is the name of the earl?"

Mrs. Bennet took a deep breath, and for a moment her courage increased, and she broke free from the obstruction of Mr. Bennet, who finally came to his senses and tried to cover her mouth in a panic.

At this time, she had really screamed loudly.

"I have never seen a richer, more merciful, and more noble man than that gentleman! He is a nobleman, an earl from France, and has an equivalent title in England."

"—The Count of Monte Cristo."

"I really couldn't find out the full name of the earl, and I couldn't see the earl's face with my own eyes. However, we all call him that."

The author has something to say: The earl chapter has begun, and I will annotate some details that are not directly mentioned for everyone to understand

1. The paragraph of Alayashi is not nonsense, it explains why Ellie died so early, why he became a Heroic Spirit so easily, and why Merlin and the others couldn't see his past and future at all before, but now they can see a little bit

2. The Bennett family is from the famous book Pride and Prejudice. Considering that there should be a lot of girls who haven’t read it, I wrote the background carefully, okay?

3. The background of Earl’s chapter is not only Pride and Prejudice, the timing of this story is very coincidental, I also integrated other characters into it, everyone will know it later hahaha