After the spirit sub-transfer goes wrong

Ten years later, Romani Ajman stared dumbfounded at the queen of Israel sitting on her coffin.

"Well, Isis, am I right? Is that what you said you can only live for ten years?"

"Otherwise? You really think I'm going to be buried in the soil and never come out."

A certain goddess who was still radiant in the state of Ah Piao floated down from the coffin with a smirk, approached the King of Israel, and blew the drooping hair on his forehead.

"You said it yourself, I am the omniscient and omnipotent Lord. If I can't even do this, I am still an 'omniscient and omnipotent'. The so-called this body can only live for ten years, that is, the identity of an 'Egyptian princess' can exist It's only ten years, if one body is broken, you can still replace it with another one."

The queen of Israel, dressed in grand attire, snapped her fingers, and instantly changed into another form.

She wears a wreath of daisies on her head, her hair is frizzy and braided, she wears a well-washed linen skirt, and the shepherd's staff in her hand jingles.

Isn’t this the shepherdess Shulami who was ruthlessly abandoned by him that was widely rumored in the streets and alleys of Jerusalem?

"Well, are you happy to see me like this again? Ah~ After all, I still don't want to share you with other women. It's fun to change your outfit every few years like this, but I'm afraid you won't have a good reputation. ~I will take care of things like my son~☆"

"me……"

Romani swallowed a few times with difficulty, but was finally defeated.

Does he dare to say something like "Go back to heaven as soon as you die, don't delay my rebirth"?Does he dare? Does he dare?The royal queen and God of Creation planned to reincarnate a few more times to accompany him because he was reluctant to part with him. If he dared to refuse, he would have died suddenly on the spot!

If other people in Israel knew that he refused God’s courtship, he might be stoned alive by the rioting crowd on the spot... Then they would compare his conditions and choose the guy who was closest to him from the crowd Offer it to Isis as a living sacrifice!

This is absolutely unbearable!

"Whatever you say, of course, is fine."

Romani tried to control the muscles in his face to avoid the inexplicable contortion at the solemn funeral.He finally understood why Jedidiah couldn't wake up no matter how much he screamed at this time. Was it because he wanted to kick him up to take the blame?

"Think about it, every few years, you with different identities will be sent to the palace, which is also... quite interesting."

The powerful and concealed barrier is still maintained. From the outsiders' point of view, King Solomon, who loves the queen deeply, is picking up a white rose and putting it on the lid of the sarcophagus with sorrow.As the mourning and joy progressed, the sarcophagus was put into the tomb dug in advance, and the queen who once occupied King Solomon's entire heart fell asleep under the loess.

A heavy atmosphere enveloped the entire crowd. Someone sobbed softly, sitting on the stone tablet in the cemetery in a magic form, his blood-red pupils piercing through the barrier, and couldn't help but sneer.

If you say that the queen is the only one you love the most in this life, then at least she will shed tears at her funeral!A person uses magic to disguise himself, but hides in the enchantment with no expression, not even the slightest trace of sadness, hum, the virtuous king Solomon praised by the world is a cruel, cold-blooded, heretical waste!

……

Solomon, the son of David and beloved by God, shall reign for 40 years.

All the heirs and ministers surrounded him, waiting for his final words.Solomon turned his face to the side, staring at him coldly with eyes that have never changed since he was 20 years old, and filled his eyes with tears, snickers, and the conspiracy of invisible light.

The mind is still functioning normally, and the strong magic power is still surging in the circuit. King Solomon could have shattered all the conspiracies invisible at this time, but the dying king did not do so, and he was as indifferent and indifferent as before. Funeral.So everyone retreated until a familiar figure came into view.

"Are you willing? Just give up the power tightly held in your hands, give up your strong body and incomparable magic power, and become a ghost buried in the grave from now on."

The affectionate but ruthless god lowered his head, smoothing his long and unkempt hair with his slender fingers.

"You are the person I love the most and the only person I love in the world. If you beg me, I will immediately bring you the elixir of immortality. Even so, are you willing to fall into the abyss of death?"

The remaining afterglow slanted down from the window, as bright as blood.

"It's not necessary." The king at the end of his life replied, with a cold and indifferent expression, "The inevitable consequence of longevity and long-term vision is rigidity. The future and creativity of human beings will be bound by me, and many opportunities for development will be missed. As an ordinary mortal, I have been bathed in your grace all the time, I am satisfied, and I have nothing more to desire."

The dying king brushed away the messy hair in front of the god's forehead, and stared deeply at the pair of eyes that were always filled with passionate love, like the elf on the altar for the first time.

"After I die, the ring..."

"No, you don't have to give it back to me. It's been yours since I gave you the Ten Commandments."

"No, that wedding ring cannot be left to anyone else."

No one noticed that just when King Solomon was about to die, an unnoticed silver light flashed across the sky.

"Then, Isis, see you at the Seat of Heroes."

"Well, see you at the Seat of Heroes."

The two stared at each other, and finally exchanged a cold kiss.

The figure of God had disappeared without a trace, and the breath of death was spreading. Solomon was alone, facing the sunset that was slowly setting in the sky, and closed his eyes.At the last moment of leaving this world, he saw that the darkness hiding in the corner spread suddenly, and the blond magician was crawling in front of his bed, and the 72 Demon God wailed.

……

The doctor who was sleeping in Chaldea suddenly sat up, big beads of sweat slid down the arc of his cheeks, panting as if he was overwhelmed.

"Aha--"

"Aha--"

After adapting to the environment, the vast darkness dissipated, and at the same time, the sound of the howling wind passing through Chaldea gradually reached my ears.

"So it was a dream? I said, I can't have such a bizarre experience, sharing the same body with the previous me, and the queen is Isis or something, that is too bizarre. It must be because of the recent labor. The intensity is too great, that's why this kind of dream appears. Huh, I'm awake anyway, so let's get up and go to the control room to continue working."

The turbulent emotions calmed down in the quiet room. The head of the medical department, who was forced to rest by Da Vinci, rubbed his face and reached out to press the button of the desk lamp.

Under the dim light, an unexpected figure flicked the ring on his ring finger.

"Long time no see, Luo Ma Ni~"

"Ah, Isis, when did you come back, no, no, why did you get on the Heroic Throne! Are all my dreams real!!!!"

In the same world, on a different timeline, somewhere in Fuyuki City, Japan, Caster, who had just arrived at the scheduled battlefield, suddenly raised his head vigilantly.

"What's the matter, Caster, did you find the enemy?"

"No, Master, not an enemy."

It is God who returns.

The calm follower thought.

……

A bare foot passed through the gate of light and set foot on the burning land, followed by slender limbs, a slender waist, exquisite facial features and long black hair like a waterfall.

The overwhelming fire enveloped the entire city, and the huge smoke column could be clearly seen even ten kilometers away.In just an instant, the ordinary people living here were swallowed by the rapidly expanding battlefield.Isis lowered her head, staring at the innocent dead citizens through the broken buildings.

There is nothing but emptiness reflected in the unfocused eyes, like Solomon when he was dying.

Looking around, all you can see are collapsed and burning buildings, the dead people are dehydrated under high temperature and form strange curled cokes, while the wounded who have not been relieved are lying on low or high ground, and are gradually lost by time walk life.

However, even in such a wasteland, there are still small lives that persist tenaciously.

She saw a dejected man wandering through the ruins and corpses, his voice hoarse from the heat of the fire kept calling out, just like the mourning in the depths of his soul.

"What are you looking for, Emiya Kiritsugu?"

The man who had returned from a disastrous defeat in this Holy Grail War, with little remaining life left, raised his head in a daze, and looked at the woman standing on the hill.It's hard to say what it feels like, since he looks like an ordinary person, but the uninviting aura makes it hard for Emiya Kiritsugu not to think of his wife who has long passed away.

It's like the Holy Grail.

But as Einzbern's son-in-law, he knew very well that the other party was not the Holy Grail at all, because Fuyuki's Holy Grail was made by Einzbern.Emiya Kiritsugu touched the holster around his waist subconsciously, and only after feeling empty did he realize that his weapon had already fallen somewhere.

With such a miserable defeat, he has nothing to use except his killing skills.Such thoughts flashed by, but Emiya Kiritsugu relaxed and answered truthfully.

"I'm looking to see if anyone is still alive, and I want to... make amends."

In the final analysis... In the final analysis, such a disaster in Fuyuki City was caused by the greed of him and the other six masters.Fairness, morality, and justice are all illusory things in the face of the bloody reality. Now he only wants to save people, and save more people.

Not for the empty and noble reason of saving lives, but just to find a support for his already battered soul and satisfy his weird atonement psychology.

"Of course you will, you will find a lovely child."

Isis raised her hand, and the broken cement slab surged and flipped outwards, revealing a young man who was suffocated and unconscious due to the high temperature and smoke.Although his life is hanging by a thread, his weakly undulating chest still shows his tenacious vitality.

From the first moment he saw the boy, Emiya Kiritsugu rushed over with an exceptionally agile speed, pushed aside the fragments around him, and hugged him tightly.

"Are you a follower, or the Holy Grail?"

Emiya Kiritsugu hugged the boy, stepped back vigilantly and cautiously until he hid himself behind a house that hadn't completely collapsed.

This kind of sudden appearance was especially troublesome. He couldn't figure out whether the other party was a hidden old monster from the Magic Association, a senior member of the Church of the Holy Church, or someone from the Dead Apostles.

"You don't need to figure out who I am. You just need to know that I have no malice towards you, let alone interest. I just came to Fuyuki for some other business, and I just greet you by the way."

The unidentified woman stood on a high place and brushed her hair casually.

……

From the first second of her land, the causal line of everything became clear at once.

Why was she reborn in Fuyuki, why was there no family like Ankeshan Henamann in her previous life, why was this family so strong that it could even use force to lift the seal designation, why was it rarely mentioned, why was Doris's attitude towards her daughter that way? ...

Isis covered her mouth and laughed lightly, and then it turned into a hearty laugh.

Because, this family did not exist in the first place.The designation of the seal, and the move from England to Japan, a small rural place, are nothing more than camouflage.

In the true sense, she has always been the only one who belongs to this family. Modifying Akasha's records is really a method that saves time and effort and is not easy to be discovered by others.

She used to be an orphan who accidentally survived the fire in Fuyuki, and after tens of thousands of years, she returned to the original point.

Emiya Kiritsugu looked at the crazy woman in the ruins as if he was insane.

It took a while before she stopped laughing, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and briskly turned to the magician killer.

"Today I figured out some things that I couldn't figure out before. While I'm in a good mood, you can ask me a request. As long as it's not the materialization of all human souls, world peace and other big and vague wishes, I can do it. And it’s done in a beautiful way.”

Standing under the crumbling building, Emiya Kiritsugu struggled for a long time.

"I no longer believe that such a wish can be fulfilled. If I want to say a wish, I want Fuyuki City to return to its original state."

"I accept the pragmatic wish, but I will also take your price."

The voice fell, as if the TV button was pressed, the collapsed telephone pole was erected again, and the broken bricks and stones were flying in the air to heal them. Even those who unfortunately lost their lives in this fire all opened their eyes. , go out to work and shop like a normal person.

Emiya Kiritsugu stood on the street with the boy in his arms, his mouth opened wide in a daze.

Turning back time within a city and resurrecting the dead in large numbers has surpassed the limit of human imagination and completely reached the category of miracles.

The wish was perfectly fulfilled, so perfect that it even terrified him.

"What do you want? My (killing) skills? My engraving? The magic of the Emiya family? Or take my soul like a devil?"

Ignoring the strange eyes of others, Emiya Kiritsugu yelled at the invisible person on the roof in shock.

"Skill? Engraving? Magic?" The mysterious and powerful woman glanced in a certain direction of Fuyuki City, and said absently, "Forget it, I don't like those things at all, the price I want— —”

"It's just a memory of you seeing me."

The author has something to say:

Finally finished the foreshadowing of the first volume, oh yeah!In fact, I found that there is still a BUG in the FGO plot. If King Baa returned the ring to the sky when he was dying, why would Gai Gai have nine rings?Why did the old director have that ring?So it was set to succeed without giving Isis, and Gai Gai took advantage of it.

感谢在2020-01-3100：58：59～2020-01-3121：01：53期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦～

Thanks to the little angels who cast mines: Mr. S, Yu Zhiyue, Qin Dae Qin Dae My Marriage, and Pipixiu 1;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 20 bottles of durian Melaleuca; 19 bottles of Uchiha Madara's big tuanfan; 10 bottles of keen on changing names, Fengmengyu, Pipixiu, Huagezi, and no such person; Wulan, Baeyangwang Solomon/now D1 bottle;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!