[Comprehensive] Side by side with the little sun

"Mr. Arjuna, please calm down first, the old enemy Karna mentioned does not necessarily refer to you... ah..." Fujimaru Tachika is still trying to save himself, he doesn't want to put a plaster cast on the next singularity at all.

However, Fujimaru Tatsuka's words seemed to have the opposite effect.

There were even tiny light blue lightning coming out from Arjuna's side, the clouds were overcast, and black air came out: "You mean, besides me, he has other old enemies outside?"

Fujimaru Rika: "..."

Help!Why does this line sound so wrong? !

no more!Fujimaru Lixiang deeply realized that he was really not good at dealing with followers like Arjuna.This guy is completely immersed in his own world.Even if Mr. Karna has other women outside... Ah bah, having other enemies does not negate the importance of Arjuna to him, what is there to explode?

"Command spell..." Fujimaru Tachika tremblingly said, "Mash! Save me!"

The shield soldier girl immediately responded to the call of the command spell: "Senior! Has an enemy appeared?! Wait, what is that?"

Fujimaru Tachika replied honestly, "That's Arjuna."

"What happened to Mr. Arjuna?! Is he infected with the alter zombie virus?!"

"What the hell is the alter zombie virus!" Fujimaru Lixiang wailed for help, "Why are there such weird complaints at this time, help, my shoulder is really about to shatter!"

However, Ah Zhou didn't intend to let go at all. He was completely immersed in his own world, and said thoughtfully: "...Am I not as strong as him? Am I not as bad as that guy? Am I not as handsome as him?" ?"

"What the hell happened?"

Facing Matthew's question, Fujimaru Tatsuka immediately explained "the rivalry between Arjuna and Siegfried" in the shortest words, and Matthew's understanding ability is also very strong, and he immediately responded : "How is the strength of Mr. Siegfried and Mr. Arjuna? No one knows before they fight; but there is no doubt that Mr. Arjuna is relatively dark. But if you are handsome, you are definitely Zieg Mr. Fei is even better——I don’t know if you’ve heard that white covers all ugliness, and, according to scientific research, people tend to have a good impression of people who are similar to themselves. Mr. Siegfried has white skin, white hair, and shows his chest , in terms of shape, it is more suitable as Mr. Karna's old enemy..."

"I will never allow—!"

With a loud noise, the entire Chaldea collapsed into a corner.

"My old enemy Karna is definitely not such a superficial man—!"

……

……

Romania.

Church, confessional.

Like dragging a rag bag, Mei casually threw the tattered Shakespeare into her original seat.However, after the ten-minute interval between cleaning up Shakespeare, when Mei turned on Chaldea's communicator again, there was only a rustling sound.

What's happening here?

Bad signal?She slipped the communicator out of order?

... No, no, no, she is a poor little girl with strong muscles now, it is definitely not her problem.

"Beautiful lady, have you encountered any troubles?" As Mei's eyes lightly fell on Shakespeare, the famous playwright in world history shuddered subconsciously, "Please don't use This kind of eyes look at me, although I am keen to make the development of reality more exciting and more dramatic, but if I kill myself, who can record this wonderful scene?"

"No, there will never be a better author than me, there was none before, and there won't be any in the future!"

This guy……

...this attitude is very infuriating.

The caster Shakespeare in Chaldea, because he is also a partner who saves humanity, is not very good at "killing the killer". In comparison, Shakespeare, who is crazy about troubles in FA, probably does not have so much psychological pressure up.After all, no matter which Shakespeare it is, it is probably possible to make a flag for Mei Li and make crazy ridicule.

Perhaps feeling Mei's growing killing intent, Shakespeare immediately tried to save himself: "Wait! Wait! Although I am amazed that there are servants who can pretend to be the master, and even deceive the priest, I really want to ask you about your current situation. Feeling, but if I can’t survive, then I don’t know anything—beautiful lady, please allow me to surrender to you, I, Shakespeare, will become your servant, sing your stories, and please spare my life… You know, my death is definitely one of the biggest losses in the world."

do not think so.

If you die, the level of trouble in the whole world will drop a bit, right?

Mei raised her eyebrows: "Oh, what can you do?"

"Of course I am very useful." Shakespeare proudly puffed up his chest, "I am the most outstanding writer in the history of Western literature. My plays have been performed almost more times than other authors combined. As a I, who was summoned by the audience, the treasure "It's time for the show to begin, and I offer thunderous applause (firstfolio)" can even make you, a beautiful lady, face the fragility and flaws in your heart..."

"Let's kill you."

Confront your inner fragility and flaws?

This kind of garbage-like servant has no meaning at all!

"Wait, wait, wait! As a Heroic Spirit, didn't you have any regrets, didn't experience any pain, and didn't think about taking revenge on anyone?"

"What the hell is this, of course I am..." Mei's voice choked.

--some.

How could Mei's life be free from pain, regret, and revenge on anyone?

Seeing Mei's expression, Shakespeare knew that he had won a temporary victory in this round. Even if life and death were at the hands of the opponent, Shakespeare still couldn't restrain his curiosity—curiosity was the devil in his heart, driving This man keeps moving: "to or not be, that the question. Which is more noble, is to endure the merciless destruction of that violent fate, or stand up to resist the boundless troubles and clean them up (Note 1)...Okay, Okay, don't point your gun at me, please..."

Although Shakespeare said so, Mei did not put down the black spear extending from her palm.

She stared at the unreliable caster for a long time, her expression seemed to have gone through a severe winter, and also seemed to have gone through a very exhausting journey.Finally, when Mei spoke, her voice was not strong, nor did she show much emotion, it was just the vibration of vocal cords and airflow: "I remember, Shakespeare, your treasure can summon other people's consciousness Arrival...is it?"

"That's right, even the heroic spirits on the seat of heroes, I can also summon them, but the strength can only be equivalent to that of a hundred-year-old old man..."

"Don't be so troublesome."

Mei said that the expression on her face became more and more indifferent: "Even if it is an ordinary person in another world, if it is purely conscious, you should be able to recruit it."

Shakespeare's whole person seems to be on fire, unlike Karna's unintentional ky, Shakespeare is actively eager to see other people's hearts, sadness, pain, revenge, splendor, enthusiasm, he likes all human emotions that seem to burn , even if it is because of the process of exploring the other party's heart, he would not hesitate to be beaten: "Oh, come on, come on, tell me what kind of story it is! Beautiful lady, what kind of supporting role do you want to recruit? Woolen cloth?"

……

……

Shakespeare's Noble Phantasm unfolded.

Mei thought, she was probably the only follower who walked into Shakespeare's Noble Phantasm on her own initiative.Excited?angry?pain?Oddly enough, these emotions seemed remote from her.I thought it was something that could not be easily forgiven, the anger that could not be forgotten, the hatred that could not be ended, at some point, it seemed like the severe winter in the past, turned into a distant memory in spring.

She remembered again, in her seat of Heroes, the adaptability of the disappeared avenger Avenger.

Shakespeare's play opens the first act, and the scene is surprisingly simple:

In the old wooden house, the pattering rain hit the banana leaves outside the house, and the sound was ear-piercing.The men stayed outside.And the woman's painful cries were faintly heard in the room.Mei stood at the door, very surprised: "Can it be restored to this level?"

Shakespeare stood behind her: "The construction of my Noble Phantasm depends on your memory."

"Is that so?"

"Yes, although it is true that most human beings cannot remember their youthful experiences, an experience is an experience. As long as you have experienced this scene, it will definitely leave traces in the depths of your memory." Shakespeare shrugged, just as the two While speaking, the baby's cry suddenly sounded.After a while, the door of the delivery room opened, and the servants wrapped the newborn baby in a white cloth, and handed the newly born child to her father.

But Mei's father didn't take it: "Put it there."

"...Are you really going to make such a decision?"

"This kid's aptitude hasn't been tested yet..."

"after all……"

Among other people's whispers, the old and serious-looking man made a decision on the whole matter: "This is something that has been decided from the beginning. I only have two daughters, and there is no third child. This... material to save my second daughter, you guys take her down."

A servant hugged the wrinkled baby and asked hesitantly, "Does she have a name?"

"Does she need a name?" the father asked curiously.

And in the moment of this conversation, the woman in the delivery room stumbled to her feet. She was leaning on the threshold, and she was still awake supported by the strength that came from nowhere.The mother gave birth to Mei with trembling arms: "Of course she has a name, her name is Mei. Darling, didn't we agree a long time ago? If this birth is a daughter, it will be called Mei."

However, the father waved his hand and asked the servant to take the newborn child down.

"Ma'am, this is so sad that I have hallucinations. She just had a difficult labor and gave birth to a stillbirth. Take Madam to rest." At the same time as this voice sounded, the rain outside the window suddenly fell heavily The noise in the room was covered, and it was like a river of heaven pouring into the world.

The author has something to say: I did a stupid thing today.

I cut my own finger with too much force when opening the package with a box knife.

It’s okay to say that it hurts, but it’s really painful to write with One Finger Zen.

Note 1: Shabi said the lines of Hamlet in "Hamlet".