The whole world is afraid of me erasing the spiritual base

Three days later, Tatsuka Fujimaru from the sea of ​​tutoring finally remembered with difficulty that she had other tasks, such as summoning servants, training them, and fighting at the time agreed by Geronimo.

Remembering this, the black-haired master immediately threw the teaching materials in his hands, ran outside, dragged Matthew to set up a summoning array, and then summoned Finn McCool and Die in a burst of golden light. Armud Odhi is the master and slave of this pair of injustices.

"Lancer, Diarmuid, I'm here at your summons."

A young man with a mole at the corner of his eye slowly appeared from the dazzling shadows holding a pair of red and yellow guns. The mole containing magic power was born at the corner of his eye, and he seemed a little melancholy for no reason.The moment he was summoned, Mash was hit by a wave of enchanting magic power.The girl held her head in dizziness, and was quickly dispelled by her own magic power.

"Diarmuid, it is quite offensive to use magic to charm Mash casually."

The melancholy knight turned his head, and instantly realized that the man standing behind the Master and looking at him with a smile was the opponent he faced in a certain Holy Grail War.

In countless Fuyuki Holy Grail Wars in countless parallel worlds, he suffered countless failures and died countless times, but there was only one scene where he met King Solomon.

It was also the one and only time that even though it was still a complete failure, that insignificant dream was realized at the moment of death.

"It's you."

Diarmuid's pupils shrank slightly, and the red and yellow guns faintly put on a defensive posture, and then put them down again within a second.

The Master who wants to act with him is now standing with King Solomon, and the relationship seems to be very close. As the Master's servant, he should also be on the same side with King Solomon now.

To put it a bit timidly, it's really... great that I won't go against King Solomon.

Thinking of the last time he and Kenneth were plotted to death by the King of Magic, the unlucky gunman couldn't help shrinking his neck.

"Ah, it's me. This is Fujimaru Tachika and Mash from Chaldea, and they will be your masters from now on." Solomon introduced with a smile while hugging the black cat, "It seems that you still have the memory of the last Holy Grail War , then I don’t need to introduce myself. In short, Lixiang is a considerate master, and the means of using servants is much better than Kenneth, so you can fight for Lixiang with peace of mind.”

How weird does it sound, like a sweatshop?

"Diarmuid will dedicate his loyalty to the Master." Diarmuid lightly touched the black mole that was constantly exuding charm from the corner of his eye, and explained again speechlessly, "This is the mole bestowed on me by the fairy in the lake. With my current The spirit base cannot suppress its power well, please forgive me, Master."

"That's right, it was this mole that made Granny fall in love with this guy immediately."

Diarmuid's face changed drastically, and he turned around in disbelief.

The true Lord of Suffering, Finn McCool, who also manifested as a lancer, folded his arms.

"Captain..."

"Although I don't have much obsession with whether Granny loves me or not, but you just kidnapped her and made me lose face in front of others. Also, the reason why you accept the summons again and again, Going to the world to fight for the Master, and betraying them again and again, is it to repeat the things in life again and again?"

"No, I have absolutely no intention of that!"

I actually want to make up for the regret of not being able to be loyal to you in my previous life!

In the background sound of the two Fiona knights who were entangled in love and hatred, the Magic King approached Fujimaru Tachika and quietly made a point.

"Although Finn is only a four-star rarity servant, he was actually a servant who killed God. His strength comes not only from his strength, but also from his wisdom. And Diarmuid..."

Speaking of this, the magician showed a sympathetic or ruthless smile on his face.

"The strength is ordinary, the temperament is noble and stubborn, except for the strong charm attribute to women, the luck is extremely low...Of course, even if the luck belongs to the lowest level, if it can be used flexibly, it will produce unexpected effects, just like Arash. .”

Fujimaru Tachika listened, and the scene of Kong Ming and Arash turning into meteors to clear the seed fire kept appearing in his mind, and the corners of his mouth slowly curled up.

"Understood, I will make good use of it."

The black-haired Master said so with a mysterious smile.

……

After summoning the servants to help, they can probably set off directly to fight the decisive battle at Geronimo's newly built Indian Empire, but before that, there is another problem that lies ahead.

Nightingale and Helena, not yet in the team.

These two are powerful auxiliary servants. In the absence of Kongming Meilin, it can be said that they are the best choice to enhance the lethality of the servants. According to common sense, Fujimaru Tachika should be based on the idea of ​​not letting go of any of them. Pull people into the team.However, these two followers refused to join Chaldea because of their disagreement.

So, should I let the two servants join, or let it go?

"Let me try harder." Fujimaru Tachika's eyes brightened, "After so many days of study, I am no longer the former Fujimaru Tachika who knew nothing, and now I have undergone a radical change ! Every time a follower joins, the power to restore human nature will increase, and I will not give up!"

Just like that, with his beating heart, the black-haired boy once again stepped into the small church that smelled of fish, alcohol and medicine.In the middle of the chapel, Helena holding a huge magic book was quietly waiting for him.

……

In the small church, the polished marble floor reflects the immature face.

Fujimaru Tachika clenched her fists, passed through the moaning soldiers, busy the familiar back and forth, and finally approached Mrs. Helena.A ray of skylight slanted down from the skylight specially made by the church, and Helena on the high platform had a soft and solemn expression, and for a while it seemed like a priest was saving the world.

The heart beats more and more frequently.

Is it apprehension, anticipation, or fear?

So many complicated emotions are intertwined, even a young boy clenched his fists, and it is impossible to fathom it.

"Why stand here, you can sit on a chair."

The soft and crisp voice came to my ears, as if it was a world away, but Fujimaru Tatsuka woke up like a dream, quickly found an unused bench and sat down, watching Helena lightly jump off the high platform.

"that--"

"I know, I know, you come here again to recruit me, right?"

Without waiting for the boy to explain, Helena, who looked like a child, was the first to answer, as if the stars were reflected in her eyes.

"After all, human restoration is a very difficult task for you, and your magic aptitude is mediocre, so the greatest combat power should be the servants who have signed a contract with you. After the flow of the earth veins changes, I will I know, you who are eager to restore the singularity with the help of the servants will definitely not let me and Nightingale go."

"That's right, Mrs. Helena, I did come to ask you for help." Fujimaru Tateka calmed down, and after all, he slowly and fluently said what was in his mind, "Geronimo defeated the coalition forces of Western countries , and is now preparing to re-establish an 'Indian country'. If he is allowed to successfully annihilate the coalition forces and establish this country, the history of pan-humanity will be completely destroyed."

"King Solomon is here, don't you have the ability to defeat him? Even if the whole of North America is destroyed, as long as the Holy Grail can be taken back, humanity can be restored no matter what?"

"That's not the case!" Fujimaru Tatsuka interrupted her anxiously, "Perhaps you don't know, what happened in the singularity will also be reflected in the pan-human history in another form."

Even if the pan-human history is restored successfully, what happened in the singularity will be displayed in the pan-human history in another form.People who die from monsters will die from beasts, people who die from treasures will die from wars or natural disasters... In short, just like erasing handwriting with an eraser, some traces will always remain.

If the coalition forces are eliminated, the "President of the United States" who is the leader of the coalition forces will also be killed.And the presidents during the Revolutionary War were killed, which means that the United States will no longer be established.

Then the pan-human history still cannot be restored.

"And, and...King Solomon is one thing, I want everyone to fight side by side, but it's another! King Solomon is an elder and teacher I respect, and you are also worthy of my respect. You are all Comrades who can fight side by side with me, let’s all fight side by side and fight for humanity, isn’t it good?”

Helena finally looked at Fujimaru Tachika seriously.

"Anyway, it's the polite way of saying 'I want it all', right? Well, since you want me to join, let me see what you have to offer. First question, do you think the colonists are Is the so-called development in North America justified?"

"No, I don't think it's just."

Fujimaru Tachika, who has been cramming about American history for several days, answered quickly.

"The so-called development is just a pretense to cover up their crimes against the aborigines. Maybe at the beginning, they came here because of the reasons of being lost, shipwrecked, and fleeing persecution. Turned into naked crime."

Helena was noncommittal and announced the next question with lowered eyes.

"Then do you think the aborigines here are pitiful?"

"Of course, it's like when you're sleeping at home and a gangster breaks in and shoots you to death. Anyone who hears this kind of thing will feel pitiful, right?"

"And you think all the white people you see are sinful?"

……

Those people and things I saw before suddenly came to mind, Fujimaru Tateka hesitated for a moment, and said hesitantly:

"No, isn't it? Among the people I have met, there are many honest and kind people, such as the innkeeper Arthur Morgan, as well as Mrs. Helena and Miss Nightingale. Aren't you also one of them? "

Even the soldiers and bounty hunters he met in the barracks seemed kind when there were no enemies?In addition to facing the enemy, their performance is actually no different from that of farmers working in the fields, and they were even farmers before that.Will a farmer who only cares about the crops in the field think about killing people every day?

Probably not.

Fujimaru Tateka thought seriously, putting his chin in his palm.These days, although being force-fed knowledge is very painful, after tasting the taste of knowledge, he did have a different view of the world.

It is people, stupidity and poverty that can turn a farmer who is indifferent to everything except the harvest into an executioner with a sharp knife.

Only a leader who stands above everyone else can issue orders to farmers, small handicraftsmen, and idlers, and organize them all into the army and turn them into bloody existences.

And stupidity, perhaps it should be called ignorance, can blind a person's eyes and make him unable to distinguish between good and evil, light and darkness.Without orders from their superiors, they would just be like clockwork machines, repeating the cycle of sowing-cultivating young crops-harvesting-sowing in the fields all their lives, right?Until the superior appeared and said to him in a seductive tone:

You need to be a soldier, you need to fight for the empire.

Then the farmer, who only saw his fields, his livestock, and his children, stood up and entered a completely different world, killing and being killed for a deed he didn't even know.

Was it wrong for the farmers to kill the Indians?

Yes, or no, because the real crime is not on them.

The last is poverty.

People are born to live, to live better.To live, you need food and water, warm clothing and shelter from the wind and rain.After meeting the following conditions, people will pay attention to the reproduction of blood, descendants, and if they are richer, they will add a few laces to their clothes, and more dishes on the dinner table...

But poverty can make these things go away.

In the case of extreme poverty and the inability to even survive, morality can neither conjure food out of thin air, nor give the poor a warm and comfortable room, which can be described as useless.In order to eat and drink, the poor can even cut off their heads and give them to their "saviors", let alone enter the army where there are still promotion channels?

At this time, the poor are no longer human beings, but a group of wild beasts in a frenzy for survival, and naturally they cannot be measured by moral standards.

So, what is the root cause of all these problems?

He shook his head slowly, confirming again.

"No, I don't think they're all guilty. Most of them are innocent. The ones who are really guilty... are the people I tried my best to protect."

"So in the end, do you support the Indian Empire that Geronimo and his men built?"

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