After the spirit sub-transfer goes wrong

Romani was taken aback, and was about to move his hand from Evelyn's hot forehead, but met a pair of hazy eyes.

"Oh, it's you." The huntress lazily turned over, her blood-thick pupils were still drowsy, and she covered the hand of the pink-haired youth on her forehead, her voice hoarse. Nasally, "What are you doing here?"

Romani's hand trembled, and then he focused his gaze on the golden ring that was showing a little bit of light from the other's finger.

The abnormal gravitational force existed between Evelyn and the ten rings, making it impossible for him to remove his palm smoothly.This feeling like being drained of life force is really frightening.

If it wasn't for Evelyn's protection of him before, and her being summoned by Isis to Chaldea to fight against Gaetia, he would probably regard Evelyn as a vampire in Midnight Horror Stories by now.

"I'm just a little worried about you. Just now you looked very pale, and now your forehead is also very hot. Do you have a fever?"

"No, I don't have a fever, I just have a simple headache."

Maybe it's because people who are sick are unconsciously vulnerable, Evelyn simply pouted her mouth, looking childish.The huntress caressed the smooth back of the doctor's hand with her callused fingertips, showing curiosity when she touched the ring on the root of her finger.

"It's strange, the headache doesn't seem to hurt so much now, is it because of your ring?"

Romani: What can I do?I am also very desperate!The Ten Commandments are going to be pressed on your head, can I forcefully pull it out as a dead house, I don't want to be sucked dry!

The novice hunter who used to be the last in physical strength in Chaldea and is still the last in all Yanan let out a desperate roar (silently), and showed a gentle smile to Evelyn under the flickering candlelight.

"This is something my friend gave me. I don't know what it is for, but it does have a strange effect."

"Really? Anyway, no matter what idea you have in mind, thank you."

The white-haired huntress said weakly, the flickering candle shadow made her cheeks thinner, her skin showed an abnormal pale color, her image highly overlapped with the vampires lying in coffins in later generations.But under the hazy light of the ring, the pale and bloodless face seemed to be full of life.

"No, you're welcome, I'm just doing my duty as a doctor."

The strong golden light on the ring began to disappear, and the moment he withdrew his palm, Romani suddenly felt dizzy.As if the barrier with the world was removed, everything in front of me became familiar yet unfamiliar.

He then pursed his lips, looking at everything in front of him in disbelief.

Just like in a dream, the person I tried my best to find is now close in front of me.

……

"Romani? Romani?"

Romani woke up with his head shaking so violently that there was a sound of splashing water, and the worried face of the huntress was close in front of him.

"I'm here."

The young man responded dazedly, and for a moment he still couldn't accept the fact that Isis was the hunter mentor who took him all over Yanan's streets and alleys.

Isis is the master of Chaldea with a vision of the future, a living mortal with flesh and blood.

Evelyn, or Cainhurst, is the hero (or anti-hero) who left the spirit base on the Throne of Heroes, but she is already a dead spirit lost in the torrent of history.

Obviously such similar faces, such similar behavior patterns, coupled with the examples of Emiya and Emiya Shiro, it is not difficult to draw a reasonable conclusion at all.Why did he, Leonardo, and even Merlin ignore this intentionally or unintentionally?

Are they unwilling, or are they unable to draw this conclusion?

If Evelyn, no, Isis will be on the throne of Heroes in the future, does it mean that Chaldea's rescue operation has completely failed, and she will eventually die?

All kinds of guesses flooded out of his mind in a mess, and Isis's withered limbs flashed in front of Romani's eyes, and his heart sank suddenly.

"If you didn't respond just now, I will conclude that you have been charmed by that umbilical cord and made a hole in your brain." The huntress lay back on the bed again, wrapped the quilt tightly around her body, and said in a trance, "You know Is it? Just now, I had many strange dreams."

"What dream?"

"It's a dream other than Yanan's. Sometimes I dream that I'm running in flames... and other times I'm flying in the sky on a six-winged dragon with a tree underneath it. rooted in the lightless darkness..."

The huntress' voice faded away.

"Other times, I see myself as a little girl in a beautiful dress, living in a bright and clean place, and someone will call me 'Isis'. Although there are battles there, there are reliable companions by my side Combat... Finally... I defeated the final enemy."

"Although Isis's name may not sound better than Evelyn, I still miss that dream." The huntress suddenly sighed melancholy, "It sounds beautiful, doesn't it, but it's just a dream after all. That's all."

All of a sudden, the huntress snatched the candle with a lightning strike. After a pop, the room was completely dark except for the maddening moonlight streaming in through the glass.

"Actually, it's very strange. Every time after a headache like this, there will suddenly be some fragmented fragments in my mind. They seem to be related to each other, but they are far from being complete. I am very curious. , when the puzzle in my mind is complete, what will I look like after that.”

The flame flickered between her five fingers a few times before disappearing abruptly.

……

"Wait, wait a minute, if you hold the flame directly with your hands, you will get burned! Burn wounds are very troublesome to deal with!"

Immediately, Romani had a doctor's instinct, reaching out to break Evelyn's fist holding the candle, and admonishing him in a rambling manner:

"Even if you're depressed and sad, there's no need to use self-harm to vent it! There are still good things in this world, so don't think about it and do stupid things, or simply take revenge on society!"

"Idiot, you see clearly."

Despite what she said, the white-haired huntress obediently obeyed the strength of the young man's hand and spread her five fingers.

Apart from the milky residue of the tallow candle, there was no wound at all.The flame seemed to melt into her skin from the air, and disappeared at her fingertips inexplicably.

"I long for fire." The white-haired huntress held the residue tightly, as if she would not let go of the remaining heat of the flame, "It's like longing for my lost soul, and the flame will never harm me "When I'm in pain, it's not blood that really relaxes me, it's fire."

"that……"

Romani looked at the white-haired hunter expectantly, his eyes sparkling.

"Do you know the place Rodland? We also have a companion named 'Isis' missing in Chaldea. The last time I saw her, she became the incarnation of flame in a place called Rodland."

"Sorry, I can't remember."

The hunter snapped his fingers casually, and a small ball of fire the size of a thumb floated up from his fingertips, swaying in the air all the way to the top of Romani's head, and finally scattered blue eyes with a pop.

"Besides Yanan, there is no place called Rodland. The only place close to it is the city of Laurent, but even it fell a long time ago."

Lawrence City?

Yanan's cute new hunter was about to continue to open his mouth to find out the truth, when someone knocked on the half-closed door, making a knocking sound, but when he opened it, there was nothing in front of him again.

……

Could it be haunted?This Yanan city is full of weird things, maybe it will.

Romani rubbed his arms and was about to close the door. The cherry wood door rubbed an arc on the floor, but stopped at the last point.

A group of ugly, cute and ugly little monsters rose from the floor like a pile of mushrooms, resisting the door that the pink-haired youth was about to close. Many thin arms jointly held a whole set of teapots and teacups. The milk tea inside seemed to be Still steaming.

Only then did he realize belatedly that when he left just now, he did say that he would serve milk tea later, but there was no one in the room at that time, and he was so engrossed in chatting with Isis that he didn't even think about it. Remember this one more thing.

Then these little things brought his teapot over?

Evelyn buried herself in a soft and thick goose feather pillow, behind her was the chirping of the courier, and the nagging doctor named Romany Akiman, and finally there was another slight clink of dishes .

"It's like a real-life house elf. The familiars manipulated by magicians can't achieve this kind of subjective initiative at all." She heard the young man say curiously and excitedly, and then turned into a resentful Sui Sui. I thought, "It would be great if I could bring it back. Emiya will definitely not think that these guys who help him share the housework are ugly. I have made similar things before, but it is a pity that the guy has made a big deal now and wants me to clean up the mess. .”

The white-haired huntress, who had a sudden onset of teaching addiction, suddenly sat up irritably and gave him a stern look.

"I advise you not to think about these guys, those are Flora's subordinates. If you want to rob Flora's things, you must be able to kill it first, but for now, Flora can kill a thousand you."

"Don't be so harsh, anyway, I don't see any harm in these little things for the time being." The pink-haired young man smiled awkwardly yet gracefully, and brought over a cup of milk tea with a moderate temperature and just enough sugar, "Come on, If you don't eat dinner, you should at least have something to drink, because it will be very hard at night if you don't eat."

"If your head still hurts, um, how did Blackbeard's script say, 'I can lend you my shoulder'?"

Evelyn was holding the teacup, and suddenly wanted to pour all the milk tea on him.

The author has something to say:

This chapter is very difficult to write, no state, deleted and revised several times.

感谢在2019-12-1321：18：07～2019-12-1423：13：30期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦～

Thank you to the little angel who irrigates the nutrient solution: where is the heart of the piano, and 1 bottle of shallow ご;

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