Chaldea Pension Group [Comprehensive]

"My body and mind belong only to you, as long as you want, please take everything from me, I don't need it anymore."

The clear voice slowly read the opening sentence of the book, and Fujimaru Tatsuka felt something rushing down his back, causing goosebumps.

When all his attention was on the round table, Arthur unexpectedly opened the catalog of Xingbu Ji, and began to taste it on the spot.

After reading the first few lines, the holy sword user was thoughtful.

"Well, if we really want to read it, why don't we go back first?" Fujimaru Tachika knew that he could not stop Arthur's world from falling, so he came up with such a compromise.

Enkidu didn't quite agree when he heard this, "Are you going back now, will it be boring?"

He tried to persuade, "It was originally to help Jibu Ji, but now that the sales are over, it's better to go back and lie down than to be stuck here as a biscuit."

As soon as the words were spoken, the flow of people in the venue suddenly concentrated in two directions, followed by the loud laughter of the magic voice.

From the volume, sound quality, and sense of rhythm of the sound, the answer to the mystery couldn't be more obvious.

That is Ancient King No. [-] and Ancient King No. [-]!

I forgot to mention that the characters based on these two characters are almost equal in the popularity ranking of the novel, and they have a lot of fans, so the book is naturally diverse.

The knights of the round table don't mind their books, but not the king.

Fujimaru Tachika held Enkidu tightly, the weapon that could subdue the king of Uruk in one move was in his hands, and he finally had some confidence in his mind.

People who came to the comic show regarded Gilgamesh and Ozymandias as extremely restored cosers, and the requests for taking pictures were overwhelming, and some even asked for their autographs.

Fujimaru Tachika: They can only write cuneiform and hieroglyphs!

The fan girl who got the signature almost fainted in the street: In this kind of place, it’s so restored, it’s just me!

Fujimaru Rika:  …

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha! Are you starting to lose your mind because this king's jade body is flawless? Bastard! Although this little praise is used to decorate this king is still immature, but this king has agreed, and I will offer you the best words of praise, Then be mesmerized by this king!"

Gilgamesh hadn't finished his coquettish remarks when someone took the paper and continued to ask for an autograph.

Fujimaru Tachika craned his neck to look, and found that Gilgamesh's attitude towards his book was no longer in a good mood, he didn't care at all!

"Hey, this is a good job." Gilgamesh took out a magazine from the crowd, flipped through two pages, "It is precisely because it is a picture praising the king that it must be carefully bound, such a shabby title page Undoubtedly putting the treasure in a garbage bag and sending it out, even if you know what’s inside, you won’t have the desire to open it!”

"...You, you taught me a lesson!"

"Listen well, it has been edited by mortal hands to such an extent, let me give you a good evaluation. If I were to package this collection of works, huh, it will be so popular that even New York will pull up a banner to publicize it. ?”

Fujimaru Tachika: Oh, that is definitely not possible, King Gilgamesh.

Who would have thought of taking the booklet of our center to Times Square for publicity!

He turned to the other side after his inner turmoil was over.

Ozymandias folded his arms, his bright golden eyes were narrowed into thin lines, and he seemed unhappy.

Fujimaru Lixiang knew that this was his usual action of scrutiny, and the result might be good or bad, and bad was nothing more than an embarrassment...

Can't! !

When the Master was about to rush into the scene for rescue, Pharaoh spoke coldly. He raised his head and looked down at the crowd.

"Everything on the earth is in the palm of Yu's hands, and the pictures created to praise Yu are only carried on flimsy paper? Stupid! The size must be at least equal to your height, and the material should be made of stone. It must be filled with great figures of Yu!"

Fujimaru Tachika: You are too hard to be human!

Seeing that there was no response from the surrounding people, Ozymandias didn't feel embarrassed, and continued to babble: "Hmph, it seems that the female painter with the octopus is not bad, at least it can meet Yu's requirements. It's decided, I will go back later." Additional rewards for her!"

Don't embarrass the general public for the works that can only be drawn by an astonishing painter like Katsushika Hokusai, okay?

Fujimaru Tatsuka realized later that if Ozymandias came over, would he consider isolating the Pharaoh and the Holy Swordsman for a period of time?

After all, the two of them seemed to be quite unhappy because of the previous incident. Without Arash to make adjustments, he was really afraid that the pharaoh would pull out his grave in the past, and from then on, a single Noble Phantasm would become a group Noble Phantasm.

The flashing lights have not stopped since they appeared until now. After Fujimaru Tatsuka briefly explained a few words to Enkidu, he decided to squeeze out the crowd to find Arthur.

The Holy Sword Envoy stood there obediently waiting for him, with fluffy blond hair like a large dog, and emerald green eyes as warm as spring.He didn't mind if someone sneaked a sneak peek at him, and occasionally even sent a smile or two.

It makes people...very jealous.

There are no photos in Fujimaru Tachika's cell phone. Since the beginning of human restoration, he has always been outside the circle, and his dependence on the cell phone has become less strong over time.

Therefore, he has never had a photo with Arthur, not once, and it is indeed a pity to think about it carefully.

He walked through the crowd towards the direction of the holy sword user, like stepping into a flowing river to the other side, and sometimes he would be pushed back to the original place by the big waves, making all his previous efforts in vain.

That feeling... It's like the dream Arthur had when he became a dragon.

A lonely dragon will not shed tears, because it has long since lost the qualification to be sad for loneliness, but is that really correct?Is there really no one to soothe that loneliness?

Fujimaru Tatsuka felt that he was in a very mysterious state now, the noise of the crowd was clearly nearby, but it seemed to be coming from far away.

He was clearly in the crowd, but he seemed to be rejected thousands of miles away, as if he had never integrated into this group.

The tides of the world are ups and downs, and finally the oncoming waves completely drive him to the bottom.

The wrist was grabbed by someone, following that force, Fujimaru Tatsuka finally struggled out of the inexplicable suffocation.

Seeing that his expression was not right, Arthur quickly wrapped him in his arms, then walked out of the crowd and found an open place for him to rest.

"what happened?"

Fujimaru Tachika was sitting on the edge of the flower bed for tourists to rest. The holy sword user squatted in front of him, touching his forehead with one hand, and stroking his with the other hand. After a while, he breathed a sigh of relief, "The body temperature is fine. Is there any other discomfort?"

Because he was looking down, the young man easily saw his own reflection in the emerald green lake, and his sand-gold eyelashes trembled slightly, as if a few sparkling broken stars tilted down.

"..." The two looked at each other like this, and after a long silence, Arthur was the first to look away.

A calm and sour mood spread from the bottom of my heart, like eating a big cherry in summer, or a big orange in winter, not all yearnings in my heart will be answered.

He understood, so after Arthur took the initiative to look away, he made an excuse instead, "I'm going to buy some water."

"……it is good."

The holy sword user stood up only after the boy's figure disappeared from sight.As if there was still warmth in his hand, he carefully touched it with the other hand, and then closed his eyes.

Qingfeng whispered in his ear, and his excellent and unusual intuition told him.

Very dangerous.

If it is not withdrawn in time, perhaps some small thoughts will be forced to be made public.

The convenience store near the venue was overcrowded. He walked through several stores before finding one he could squeeze in. He picked up a few bottles of mineral water and went to the cashier to check out.

The cashier is a woman with a good temperament. She looks older than Tachika Fujimaru, and she can be seen as a gentle person.

"that……"

Fujimaru Tachika didn't expect that she would call out to stop herself, so she turned her head away, "Huh? What's the matter?"

"I'm sorry for calling you suddenly, my name is Sanye, Miyamizu Mitsuha." She hesitated, "It's very abrupt to say, my hometown has always served a shrine, that...are you dreaming?"

The darkness came suddenly, and there was no room for negotiation.

The mineral water bottle fell from his hands to the ground without any sound. He even had the illusion that if it was a little longer, he wouldn't even be able to feel his hands and legs.

The existence of eyes has no meaning anymore, this dark hell has no boundaries.

After trying to walk a few steps forward, Fujimaru Tateka began to try to summon the door of the treasure house, but no matter how he tried, it was in vain.

The usual connection was cut off, and the young man returned to a state of solitude, but that feeling was so strange that he didn't know where he was going or what would happen next.

Fujimaru Tachika chose a random direction and walked out for a long time without encountering anything, as if this place was an unimaginably wide plain.

He couldn't help but smiled wryly, "If they don't go back, they will definitely worry to death. This is terrible."

The movement of sitting down and resting on the spot was like falling freely in the air, and the mind that was still sober at first was suddenly confused.

Where exactly is this place and how can I get out? Questions come one after another, but there is no answer.

Hands groped for his forehead in the dark, there was no residue in the physical sense, and Fujimaru Tatsuka felt a warm feeling when he touched it.

is light.

When he came back to his senses, a light appeared in front of his eyes.

From the chest revealed, small but not negligible, at the same time brilliant to shocking, a speck of light.When I saw that, many concepts that were almost wiped out by the darkness returned.

"Doctor..." Fujimaru Tateka held Roman's soul gem in his palm, and the light was a little bigger, vaguely able to illuminate the road he was stepping on.

"Do you want me to go along...?"

He seemed to have grasped something, and asked softly, the light of the soul gem flickered a few times rhythmically, which was equivalent to answering his question.

……

Mitsuha Miyamizu hadn't recovered from the shock of the disappearance of the living person when she saw a blond foreigner rushing in, looking around at the place where the boy disappeared.

But soon he turned around and left, everything happened so fast that Miyamizu Mitsuha didn't say anything, and the person disappeared again.

She hugged her head and sighed, "What should I do? Should I call the police now? But I don't know anyone...the police won't believe it, right?"

With the passage of time, the flow of people on the field has begun to show a decline. It is not difficult to find Merlin, let alone the whereabouts of the sixth ring he proposed from the beginning.

"Of course, dear lady, I have more stories to tell you if you will do me the favor of having a drink with me next."

The seasoned old pick-up girl is at ease in the crowd of beautiful young ladies. He is born with a good appearance. To do this kind of thing, you only need to pretend to be pitiful or praise a few words. No matter what kind of girl you are, you can say a few words. talk.

"Ah, it seems that it's time." Merlin saw the murderous Arthur from a distance, he sent away the girls very consciously, and then prepared illusion A, waiting for King Arthur from another world to follow him settle accounts.

The wind is held in the hands of the king, and the invisible blade of fantasy may strike from any angle at any time.

But Arthur didn't intend to do this. He looked at the succubus and only spoke out a few words firmly.

"Let me follow him."

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感谢在2020-03-1000:15:49~2020-03-1022:09:55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 of irrigation nutrient solution: 21 bottles of Ye Yeye;

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