After the spirit sub-transfer goes wrong

"This, this, Isis..."

It turned out to be Galahad's communicator that broke the silence. The young man on the other side of the world smiled awkwardly and politely, and unconsciously cupped his face with his hands.

"Can you get off of him first? It's awkward from this angle."

Wearing a skirt and stepping on others with bare feet, you should be thankful that the captain of the French Undead Team over there is an upright person, so he didn't take advantage of the danger to peek...

The hot-skinned young man was embarrassingly organizing his words so that he would not lose his composure in front of Da Vinci and Galahad, when the sensor door suddenly clicked softly behind him.

"Hey, dear, Da Vinci, I, Blackbeard, are here to report! Blackbeard's rare masterpiece is progressing steadily, the outline has been filled out, the flag of love has been erected, even the OP of the masterpiece And the lyrics of ED have been filled in, my anger has reached the point of joy!"

The great pirate who used to do all kinds of crimes has now degenerated into A Zhai's black beard——Edward Teach wandered in with a stack of thick white paper in his hand, with a bright spring smile on his face.

Da Vinci: ... Blackbeard, let me tell you, if you mess around again and wait a few days for Isis to come back, I'm afraid you will beat your spirit base to explode →_→

Seeing that Da Vinci remained silent for some reason, Blackbeard looked away from the game script strangely, and then saw an exciting scene on the screen.

"Oh oh oh oh oh I didn't expect you, Roman, to watch this kind of video behind closed doors every day! But... well done!"

Blackbeard snorted, and suddenly felt that the male and female protagonists he had designed were no longer attractive.

"What a beautiful figure, what a beautiful scene! That dark room, that burning flame, that blood dripping from the death scythe, that defeated but still unyielding eyes, that graceful figure, that white ankle Oh oh oh why isn’t it the one who was stepped on below——hehehe, Roman, don’t turn off the phone, let me be healthy again!”

Until he was pressed down on the ground by a sudden force, Black Beard still licked his lips with unsatisfied desire, reminiscing about the picture on the monitor in his mind.

It's a bit obscene to say, when he saw that nun with a hood who couldn't see her face clearly, with a hot body and a barefoot trampling on people, he wanted to make a stripped figure with a whip.

……

"Here, here's the sealing tape."

Leonardo da Vinci, who used to be a man but is now a woman, took a sympathetic look at the black beard who was tied up, and handed the tape in his hand to Romani Akiman.

Who doesn't know that Isis in Chaldea likes Roman, even if it used to be an underground relationship, now that Roman watches Galahad on the computer every day, it has long been made public.In front of someone's real boyfriend, he said that he wanted to spend some time with his girlfriend.

emmmmm... is this courting death or courting death?

The black beard, whose hands and feet were bound inhumanely, and even his mouth was sealed, squirmed unwillingly, like a large caterpillar.Da Vinci glanced sadly at the suddenly shut down machine, and pressed the power button again.

"I said, it's really rare for you to be like this. I really don't know why you, a guy who has always been worried about his strength and durability, suddenly knocked down Black Beard. It must be because he really likes him?"

"I don't know, Leonardo. I just wanted to do it suddenly, so I did it. If you look into it carefully, it should be more embarrassing."

The young man with orange-pink long hair lowered his eyes, the reddish lingering charm on his face was gradually receding, but the tips of his ears buried deep in his long hair were still hot.

Just now I was only concerned about embarrassment, but now that I think about it, Isis's action was indeed a bit... lustful.

Wait, Romani, what are you thinking, don't be misled by Blackbeard!focus on work!

The eyes of the person in charge of the medical department drifted, and then he tapped the keyboard without looking sideways, and logged into Galahad's observation interface.

The master's data is changing anytime and anywhere, and the transfer of spirits is originally a high-risk technology that decomposes the master himself and projects it to another world. If there is no "observer", it will be fine for a while, and no one will observe it for too long , unexpected variables are likely to appear.

Da Vinci stretched out a finger, pointing to the black beard who was desperately trying to get rid of the shackles.

"You don't seem to want to avoid embarrassment, but rather to vent your anger. Think about it carefully, since I arrived in Chaldea, you have always been gentle to people but repulsed by thousands of miles, with the exception of Isis, Even every time I see you lose control of your emotions, it's mostly because of Isis. This is not like you in the legend, Romani."

"Maybe, Leonardo. In the past, although I had all the treasures in the world, I was never able to own the most ordinary things. Until now, I have a chance to start again... She has a human relationship with me. Precious emotions, and I also want to respond to her with sincere feelings."

"Even if it's been less than a year?"

The young man staring at the screen was stunned for a moment, then nodded very lightly and slowly.

"Ah."

Blackbeard, who was lying on the ground and listened to the entire conversation between the two, stopped struggling at some point, his eyes turned left and right, and after seeing that no one was paying attention to him, he quietly carried out reishi transformation.

Only a ball of nylon rope was left lying on the ground alone.

……

Isis coughed in embarrassment, and observed the positions of herself and the captain of the undead team.

The only remaining members of the undead team looked as upright as possible, and at the same time tried their best to reduce their sense of existence, wishing they could disappear in place immediately, and the position of Galahad...

All that remained was a huge shield.

What a child whose skin is thinner than paper...

Isis sighed calmly and indifferently.

What is that, can it be eaten?

I think that during the seven hundred cycles from the Northern Undead Academy to the initial stove, every time I woke up, I saw exactly the same scene, the same level, and even the words spoken by my companions were exactly the same, without any change.In order to relieve the boredom, I started all kinds of tricks to kill the boss. It is a trivial matter to kill the boss with various weapons. It is a basic operation to bounce Ge Wen to death. Later, I challenged myself and set myself not to roll over and beat the opponent. Various harsh conditions must be challenged (teasing) monsters without injury.

Even holding the hilt of the broken sword, Guoben pierced through the process.

Anyway, they are all undead, and there is basically nothing left of the desires that mortals should have. Just look at it, what else?Is it possible to have a baby?

However, since the other party had reminded her, Isis jumped off the captain's body in a good manner.

The Falan Undead Team let out a collective sigh of relief.

After all the dust settled, half of the head was quietly exposed behind the huge cross-shaped shield.

"Senior Isis, I'm really sorry, there was a little accident over there just now, a drunk guy broke in...——Hmm!"

Before he finished speaking, Galahad himself bent down abruptly, tightly covering his abdomen with his hands, with a pained expression on his face.

"what happened?"

Isis walked to his side with concern, a small spark fell from the palm of her hand, and blended into Galahad's body soundlessly, and the ambiguous atmosphere full of the mausoleum disappeared immediately.

"No, it's all right. I just felt a little uncomfortable just now. It seems to be better now."

It was as if the sharp pain that was about to be broken down into thousands of pieces from the inside of the body came and went quickly, and a warm feeling emerged from the depths of the soul, as if even the gap between the spirit base and the body was bridged at this moment, becoming a overall.

Galahad stared at the palm of his hand. He clearly saw a ball of flame falling on him just now. Why did it disappear in a blink of an eye?

"Senior, senior?"

The purple-haired boy raised his head again and looked around blankly, only to find that the person who was by his side just now had disappeared.

……

In the Falan forest full of sticky sludge, there is a narrow cave, which guards many monsters in the shape of frogs. Anyone who stays in the cursed breath of these "frogs" for too long will be killed without exception. Solidified into a statue of stone.

Galahad didn't dare to take any risks, so he boldly asked members of the undead team to help him. After clearing away the cursed frogs, he walked in with muddy water up to his knees.

When she walked in, Isis was standing in the cave, beside her was an opened wooden box, inside which was neatly placed a rather gorgeous classical dress, and the rest of the tiaras, rings and other miscellaneous items were also there. Half a box was put in bits and pieces.

"Senior, are you?"

"Come here to see an old friend."

The knight raised his head following the gaze of the salary king, but no one saw it.

There is only one huge mushroom growing on the rock wall. The originally plump and plump canopy and stipe have shriveled up, and the gray-white stipe has cracked a few holes, which looks like human facial features.

Before he could figure it out, he heard Isis say lightly again:

"We haven't seen each other for so many years, and even Elizabeth is no longer in this world. At the beginning, she said she would sing praises to Artorius and kept me in her heart. As a result, I am still awake, but it has grown from a live mushroom, It has turned into a dead mushroom. The once prosperous and prosperous scene, in an instant, there are only ruins left, which has to make people feel emotional."

Galahad stared at the mushroom on the rock wall, feeling a little trembling for a moment.

"Senior, it's already a thing of the past..."

"Yeah, it's a thing of the past." Isis chuckled suddenly, "Just like me to you, it's a thing of the past, isn't it? Although I don't know how you are sure that I am yours 'Senior', but one thing I am sure of, no matter what, I am no longer a 'senior' in your usual sense."

"why?"

"because--"

Isis raised her hand, like the captain of Frank's Undead Squad, immediately the scars from the flames spread all over her body, finely shattered charred powder drifted from the edge of the half-covered hood.Salary King's withered and bloodless fingertips lightly touched Galahad's ruddy cheeks, and his tone was still gentle and cold.

"Look, this is me, the real me, does it look good?"

The author has something to say:

Blackbeard successfully made a big death 2333333

感谢在2019-11-2520：17：44～2019-11-2620：17：41期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦～

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 died directly;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 20 bottles of Uchiha Madara's big Uchiha fan; 10 bottles of Asami and Suzuki Rakuten; 1 bottle of Lilith;

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