master transferred to spellcaster

Put your hand on the huge unknown object called the fantasy tree. There is no special lighting effect, and there is no bluffing air wave. The fantasy tree shrinks silently and visibly with the naked eye under the palm of the pink-haired boy.

【Time back】

The tree trunk reaching the sky shortened inch by inch, the overflowing energy was retracted bit by bit, and the roots pierced into the inner world also squirmed and retracted. Yumenoma, who was fleeing around, reversed direction and joined this retrogressive torrent.

After a while, the huge monster in front of the pink-haired boy turned into a "seedling" only ten meters high.

"Call work." The pink-haired boy clapped his hands, and his tone inevitably contained a hint of joy in ending troublesome things. "Tonight, I will eat a luxurious and advanced version of coffee jelly."

【Who are you? 】

"who are you?"

Another voice suddenly sounded in the still black and white world.

The pink-haired boy tightened his scalp, and after one-thirtieth of a second, his body automatically reacted. The specific performance was that he instantly moved into a universe far away from human habitation—someone could move!No, no, someone's voice and heart sound are synchronized?

The pink-haired boy—Kusuo Saiki, an invincible male high school student with unlimited superpowers, is so powerful that he can almost be called a god, and his only weakness is the burning power of bugs and classmates.

In short, because they are born with telepathy, they feel extremely uncomfortable with all creatures that cannot read minds.

The voice is in sync with the heartbeat, to him, isn't that different from Ran Tang Li!

Calm down, calm down.As long as there is preparation in advance, the opponent should be easier to deal with than Rantang.

After 270.3 minutes of cooling down in the vacuum at -3°C, Saiki Kusuo teleported back.

It was still a still world of black and white, except for a boy with black hair and blue eyes——

Sure enough, it wasn't his problem. It was probably because the other party had a positive buff similar to the protection of the world.

After all, he is the savior who saved the world twice.

Saiki Kusuo quietly landed next to Fujimaru Tachika, and initiated a conversation, "I was rude just now. I am Saiki Kusuo, an ordinary high school student."

"Wow!" Fujimaru Tachika was so frightened that his hairs exploded, and he relaxed a little after realizing that the other party was a person of the same age who was a little shorter than himself, "I am Fujimaru Tachika. Well, you..."

The boy in front of him, who called himself Saiki Kusuo, was wearing a highly saturated green school uniform. On his expressionless face was a pair of exaggerated green glasses that looked like children's toys. It's a decoration like a lollipop.

Generally speaking, under the control of Saiki Kusuo's consciousness, ordinary people will not notice that he is dressed differently from ordinary people.

But... as expected, he is indeed the person favored by the world.Sensing the other party's observing gaze, Saiki Kusuo felt a little helpless. m.ζíNgYúTxT.иεΤ;

Let's just fool around like this, although he has great respect for the great achievements of the other party, but he is still not sensitive about introducing himself from the beginning.

Anyway, he was just a poor high school student who was called to rescue him.

Saiki Kusuo, who didn't feel that there was any problem with his self-awareness, touched his back, took out a pure gold cup, and silently handed it to Fujimaru Tatsuka.

"Holy Grail!?"

"I found it from that tree, I think it should be for you." Seeing that the other party's attention was successfully diverted, Saiki Kusuo secretly said hello.

Fujimaru Tachika took the Holy Grail, her doubts did not decrease at all, but she didn't know where to ask for a while.

"Don't worry about me, I was just pulled over by the consciousness of this world for emergency treatment, and this matter itself is also good for me." Saiki Kusuo added.

He originally wanted to solve this matter quietly, but since Fujimaru Tachika found out... He stretched out his index finger, signaling Fujimaru Tatsuka to put his own finger up.

"ET?"

[Almost, in short, it is something like consciousness transmission.It's too complicated to explain, so it's faster. 】

It's just a habitual rant, but I didn't expect it to be Fujimaru Tachika: The almost stagnant atmosphere between the two suddenly loosened a lot.

When the fingertips touch each other, the shuddering feeling like being hit by static electricity is followed by information that can almost make the brain shut down.Fujimaru Tachika only felt his eyes go dark, and suddenly lost consciousness.

【Yeah, yeah, it's finally done. 】

Saiki Kusuo reached out to catch the fallen Fujimaru Tateka, laid it flat on the ground, then raised his head to look at the black and white sky, "The task is completed, remember what you promised."

The sky that was originally motionless like a picture suddenly appeared circles of ripples, like an answer from an unknown existence.

I hope the other party will do what they say.

Seeing the circle of ripples, Saiki Kusuo could almost imagine that ball of light nodding desperately—although no one knew where its head was.

The world consciousness of this world doesn't know if it's because he was young, so he acted impulsively, without brains, and almost killed himself this time, and finally couldn't hold back to ask him for help because of a guilty conscience at the most critical moment.

Of course, Saiki Kusuo would not tell that light group that the object of its guilty conscience should not be him at all. On the contrary, what it did was still great news for him.

After all, receiving a savior who has all the fortunes of pan-human history is a dream for other small worlds, but for him, the boy who shines with the halo of events is the real natural enemy.

If the other party came to his world... Saiki Kusuo imagined that scene.

Well, it must be very troublesome.

However, it doesn't seem too bad.

Well, anyway, the other party has formed such a deep bond in this world now, and it is estimated that they will not change the world again.He can go back to enjoying his ordinary life.

Thinking of this, Saiki Kusuo disappeared from the rippling sky in a good mood. At the same moment he disappeared, the black and white world was dyed with color again, and the people who had pressed the pause button started to move again, watching in amazement. A tree of fantasies that suddenly degenerates into an incipient stage.

……

After a brief absence, Fujimaru Tatsuka found himself in that star-studded space again.

The consciousness this time is much clearer than the last dream, but there is still an untouchable sense of unreality when staring at the cheerfully jumping white light ball in front of my eyes.

The white light group was much more active than in the dream this time, and the emotions conveyed were less anxious and other negative elements. They jumped around Fujimaru Tachika like a puppy, and sometimes did a 360-degree Turn around, leaving behind a long tail of light.

"what are you?"

Fujimaru Tachika stretched out her hand, wanting to poke the light ball, but she didn't feel like touching anything.

The light cluster seemed to be unable to speak, and after finally jumping enough, it reluctantly floated to a place a little further away. A large number of white light spots escaped from it, gradually forming a holographic picture.

It is a space like the universe, but it is far more grand and mysterious than the universe. Countless worlds are suspended in it like bubbles, and each world is connected with a light band, thick or thin, extending into the distance And go, and finally converge into a wide and dazzling river that cannot be seen directly.

The belt of light is the undulating waves of the river, the starlight is the broken foam of the waves, the seemingly invisible sound of the waves is the song of time, and every surge is the birth or death of a certain world.

The light group enthusiastically led Fujimaru Tachika to a bubble, and some sporadic pictures could be seen from the light belt connected by the bubble.

"Teacher Wujo, and Fuhei." Fujimaru Tatsuka recognized the flashing images, and suddenly realized something, "Is this you?"

The light cluster flashed, as if giving an affirmative answer.

Why does it seem that there is a sense of disobedience... Fujimaru Tatsuka continued to observe the light belt from a different angle, and suddenly found some gaps at a certain angle.

If you look carefully... This fairly thick band of light is made up of many different bands of light twisted like braids, but they are not tightly combined with each other, and even feel a little about to collapse.

If you look at it a little longer, you can distinguish the original light belt that really connects this world——

It was an extremely weak band of light. If there were no other bands of light to join, it would probably disappear in the waves of the big river in a short time. However, even now, it is so weak that even onlookers would be shocked when they saw it.

This is a world that was almost cut off.This idea suddenly appeared in Fujimaru Tatsuka's mind, and in order to survive, it desperately pulled other weak worlds over and merged them together, striving for a chance of survival.

In order to survive...

A meteor-like point of light rose from the long river of light when he didn't notice it, and quickly shuttled through the world, from far to near, dragging a long light straight to the place where Fujimaru Tachika was. location.

Fujimaru Tachika just subconsciously wanted to avoid it, but found that the target of the light spot did not seem to be the world around her, but a world further behind, although smaller in shape, but the light belt was more stable and solid.

When the light spot came close, Fujimaru Tateka opened his eyes wide, and could hardly comprehend the scene in front of him—the one in that light spot was himself.

In the spot of light, he closed his eyes and looked serene. The dress on his body has long been broken, and there is no place that is not stained with blood and dust. The black and red ominous light is so weak that it is almost dying, but it still wraps around him tightly, like a demon. The ghost is holding his one and only treasure which he must never let go of.

The spot of light headed towards the solid small world, but when it passed by the world where Fujimaru Tachika was standing, it was suddenly grabbed by the protruding tentacles on the world bubble.

Doing such an action seems to consume energy extremely, and the light band in Fujimaru Tatsuka's hand became thinner visible to the naked eye.

But soon, after "Fujimaru Tachika" who was involved in it woke up and got acquainted with Gojo Satoru, the thinned light band bounced back quickly, not only regaining its original thickness, but also enlarged by more than one circle.

The newly emerging light bands on the outermost layer directly wrapped the twisted light bands like braids, and turned into an appearance without any gaps.

The world behind him is also like a balloon that has been blown out suddenly, its size has swelled up, and the shimmering light around it has become more intense.

As soon as the screen turned, time passed quickly, and the fantasy tree that was still in front of me just now appeared in the world bubble in front of me.

Looking at the past from the current perspective, Fujimaru Tateka can clearly see the roots of the Utopian Tree entering the world.

Those intertwined and messy roots stretched out under the surface of the world, connecting several worlds that still had cracks and were not fully integrated.

The screen stopped abruptly.The magnificent and bright scene in front of him once again turned into light spots and returned to the body of the light group.

The light group still wanted to rush over like before, but seemed a little hesitant, and the speed of circling around Fujimaru Tachika was a bit slower, looking guilty and uneasy after making a mistake.

Everything that has just been experienced is difficult to describe in words, even with the most exquisite words or pictures of human beings, it is difficult to restore one ten-thousandth of it. Even if they experience it personally, it is difficult for human beings to understand what happened.

This is not a material difference, but a more fundamental, conceptual gap.

However, Fujimaru Tachika felt that she seemed to understand.

About why he came here, and why Ashiya Doman did those things.

He lowered his eyes and touched lightly above the light ball.

"I understand."

The light cluster shrank.

The black-haired boy covered in scars squatted down, looking at the light group calmly and seriously.

"Thank you for accepting us."

"I like this world very much, and I will continue to live here. So..." Fujimaru Tachika paused, "Give him another chance, okay? I will make it clear to him."

The light group reacted strongly to Fujimaru Tachika's promise, and the light on his body fluctuated violently, flickering like a neon light.

Fujimaru Tatsuka hooked the corners of his mouth, but the smile disappeared before reaching his eyes.

He stood up and turned his head for the last time, looking at the river of light that kept rushing forward and would not stop for anyone.

"Let's go, take me back, there are still people waiting for me."

……

Opening his eyes, he saw a strange ceiling, "Wake up! Lixiang, is there something wrong?"

The heroic spirits should have been blasted to other parts of the submarine. Now only Da Vinci is guarding in the medical room. Seeing Fujimaru Tachika waking up, he quickly walked over with the tablet in his hand.

Fujimaru Tachika sat up and shook her head, "It's okay. I just fell asleep."

"That's good. They didn't believe me when I said you were just sleeping. Hmm... It always feels like we missed something, but the data on the instrument shows that there is nothing wrong."

Da Vinci was struggling with the flashing data on the electronic screen, "When we found you, you were still holding a holy grail in your hand. Lixiang, do you remember anything?"

"Well, there are very good-hearted people who helped us. It's all right now." Fujimaru Tachika blinked, "Where is the Holy Grail now?"

"Do analysis in the magic workshop, do you want to use it?" Da Vinci suddenly became alert, pinched Fujimaru Lixiang's face and looked up and down, "Are you Lixiang? Or was it manipulated by someone?" ?”

"It's a nest, dear Da Vinci." Fujimaru Tatsuka struggled to save her face from Da Vinci's hands.

"Um... well, what do you want to do with the Holy Grail?"

Fujimaru Tatsuka fumbled out a sachet from his bosom, which was left by Ashiya Michimitsu after the spirit foundation dissipated, and it was still as clean as new even after such a fierce battle.

After opening the sachet, the medicinal materials and spices originally contained in it were replaced with a spell with a familiar one-eyed shape drawn on it.And under the spell, a round octopus ornament silently watched the black-haired boy who opened the sachet.

Looking at the poorly made octopus, Fujimaru Tachika subconsciously raised the corners of his mouth.

Although the arc was extremely shallow, this time the smile clearly reached his eyes.

"Pick up a stupid cat, and then beat him hard." Fujimaru Tatsuka replied.

The sky outside the porthole was as clear as a blue crystal without any impurities. Outside the barrier, time retrogression brought the world back to before the disaster. People who still had memories laughed, cried, complained, cursed, and hugged.

Fujimaru Tachika inevitably began to imagine whether the people in his world after the restart would be the same as they are now, or continue to live happily and painfully without knowing anything about the destruction that happened before .

Not immersed for long, Fujimaru Tateka threw all these imaginations out of her mind.

There is no going back to that world.

There is no place for him anymore.

But he still has people who love him and are willing to be with him, and there are people who will always hold him tightly no matter right or wrong, even across life and death.

Well, although the method is indeed wrong, it needs to be taught a lesson.

Fingers touched the cold and smooth outer wall of the Holy Grail, Fujimaru Tateka put the sachet into it, closed his eyes, and silently made a wish.

He will live in this world, with all the people he loves and who love him.

The story belonging to Tachika Fujimaru is far from over.