Can a thousand-handed heart be harvested to reap the wood tunnel?

Without blinking, I stared at the rippling air ahead.

I can't have doubts, even if it's only a one-in-a-million possibility, I must believe in it at this moment.

The moment the summoning ceremony was formally established, the common sense instilled from the Holy Grail arrived. As a person who does not belong to this matter, the Archer I summoned was outside the original specification of seven heroic spirits.

That being the case, then I may be the only one who can manifest a kind of existence that exists in the cracks, between the possible and the impossible.

1346 suns and moons have passed since the Temple of Time left.

The "Fujimaru Tachika" who were under your leadership have grown enough to be independent.

Some of them may still stick to the front line, and some have already gone their separate ways.

But everyone who participated in the final battle in 2018 is looking forward to your return.

"Doctor," I stretched out my hand, even breathing lightly, with the palm outstretched upwards, waiting for a miracle: "Is it you?"

A translucent hand, wearing a glove, flashing snowflakes with bad signals, protruded from the void, and landed on my outstretched hand accurately.

……

Definitely won't be able to sleep tonight.

Thanks to this underdeveloped city, Mr. Arash and I vigilantly inspected the surrounding area, and before attracting the attention of dark eyes, we settled on an abandoned building as our next foothold.

It was nice not to have to sleep under the flyover.

I am so thankful.

As for how we can be sure that no one is watching?

"I don't know if it was a discussion or something. Almost all the masters who participated in the battle chose to summon tonight. How lucky are we? The rest of the familiars don't have much IQ, and they can't escape my detection at all... ..."

A projected figure sitting in the control room muttered and chattered beside me.

Maybe it's because he hasn't spoken for too long, or finally someone can see and hear him speak, and this person seems to talk a lot.

"Doctor," I couldn't hold back, and interrupted his talking to himself, "you are so relieved to leave with us?"

Even "we" was called out so quickly.

"Huh?" The person who was interrupted by me was not annoyed, but showed a happy smile, "Aren't you 'Lixiang'?"

"Knowing that I like to eat strawberry cake, I can remember the existence of 'Romani Achiman'. Although I have never seen it before, this kind of familiar feeling seems to have been fought side by side for a long time," he clasped his hands behind his head, kicked his feet, and The chair of the head of the control room turned around, "You are 'Fujimaru Tachika' who fought side by side with 'me' in 'another world', right?"

"...What kind of eyes do you have? Hey, what's with that unbelievable look of 'you're so reliable'!"

"No," I subconsciously wanted to complain, and suddenly came back to my senses when I met those grass-green eyes.

Good guy, I was almost fooled by him.

"Do you think I'll be distracted if you make jokes?" I was wary, "Tell me about your current appearance first, and what's going on behind the scenes."

"That's what you saw." Seeing that he didn't fool around, he spread his hands regretfully, kicked his feet, and turned back, "I should have disappeared with..."

He wisely swallowed words like "self-destruction" that can ignite my emotions, "As a result, too many thoughts and concerns from the unknown world directly stumbled me."

"That's a lot. This amount is enough for an ordinary person to be promoted to a heroic spirit. Do so many people remember me?" The man named Romance scratched his face in distress, but his eyes revealed joy and satisfaction, "I was originally I thought I could sleep forever, but it turned out to be the most familiar appearance in my memory."

"Then," I thought of the troubled Chaldea, "can you see Chaldea?"

Have you returned to your Jia?

"No...my situation is quite special. It is a miracle to be able to retain even a tiny bit of existence." As if knowing what I was asking, he continued naturally, "Before I met you, I was sleeping in the sea of ​​imaginary numbers. , if not for this accident of yours, I would probably end up in nothingness after a long sleep."

"...how can this be?" I was a little upset, and I stretched out my hand across his peaceful smiling face, but didn't touch anything.

"It's okay," the person in question comforted me instead, "It's already an unexpected joy to have this encounter... let's not talk about it."

He stepped back, raised his hand, and in the void, it happened to meet my lowered hand, as if he had slapped a tacit palm, "I didn't see Chaldea, but I saw you~"

"Huh?" I froze, and asked, "What, what?"

"I see you," the pink-haired doctor in the familiar white-green uniform repeated. He looked at me with a smile, and seemed to see through me. Behind me, countless people remembered him and missed him. His people: "There are a lot of flowers, a lot of strawberry cake, I heard everything you said to me."

"...!!!"

"Don't look like that," he laughed loudly, "After all, my current appearance should be thanks to you, but it's a pity that I can't eat strawberry cake, ah, when I think about it, there are really a lot of cakes Oh... Huh? Wait, wait, don't cry!"

"Wow——" I hugged Arashi next to me and cried loudly, "Damn it——"

I didn't go to the offline game he mentioned because I had something to do!I'm at a loss——

"No, it's actually not that regrettable." The person who was smiling with ease a second ago rushed over in shock, and was so frightened that there were large-scale snowflakes on the projection, and he circled me anxiously, "Don't cry Oh, are you really that sad, sorry? Uh, huh? Why are you crying more fiercely? Help Mr. Arash, what should I do now—"

"Who is crying over such a trivial matter!" I raised my head angrily, ignoring the doctors next to me who didn't focus or deliberately avoided the focus, and looked at the archer who patiently patted me on the back to give me a smooth ride. Firmly said: "Mr. Arash, I'm going to grab the Holy Grail!"

Why not leave this kind of thing to the almighty Holy Grail!

"The next battle is purely my own selfishness, if you don't agree with it," I held his gauntlet eagerly, trying to control my expression not to be so gloomy: "I, I can also understand it!"

But I still hope you can recognize me!

If the car really overturns, then I have to pretend to be a heroic spirit and act as a thug in the front, and let the doctor be the master behind the scenes. Hey, this idea is not impossible...

The ambitious head was knocked, and the clairvoyance rank A, the archer who can read minds to some extent, stared at me with eyes that see through everything.

I looked back impatiently.

What are you doing?

"Relax, you are about to tear off my armor," the archer glanced at my hand with white knuckles, and pressed my shoulder with the other free hand: "Don't be nervous, I will Come on, well, what are you going to do?"

"To fight, to grab the Holy Grail?" I subconsciously repeated my inner thoughts. "Get the doctor back—"

"Yes," Bowman recognized me, and the strong fighting spirit was conveyed through those hands, "If you choose to rely on me, I will also be your strength - you can set off at any time and do what you want , Master."

"—Yeah!" I belatedly raised my hands and cheered.

A certain projection that was brutally ignored on the side reminded weakly, "But it doesn't necessarily mean that there is a Holy Grail..."

"Ordinary holy grails may not work." I was full of fighting spirit, looked at the doctor who seemed to be thinking of something and slowly silenced, and asked, "but what if it is the holy grail of the Fourth Holy Grail War?"

The time that turned you from a heroic spirit into a human, the Fourth Holy Grail War.

Through the sparse starlight and the faint lights of the city, what I saw was the red bridge.

This is the land of the Far East.

Fuyuki.

……

"You want to go to the front line?" The former Solomon, present ghost, human form, projected form, can't eat cake, the doctor pointed at himself, as if he wanted to get objections from my mouth, "——so I came to pretend to be the master?!"

"Why not?" I sat against the wall like an archer, and maintained the big round fan in my hand. "I don't know anything about magic. Wouldn't it be better for you to be more professional?"

"That's it!" I forcefully interrupted his hesitation, "I will leave the backs of Mr. Arash and I to you, doctor...you are already very skilled, right?"

Just like countless singularities, you silently support 'I' and 'Mash' behind the scenes.

What I didn't say is that his current state is maintained entirely by the existence of me, an 'outsider' person, so make a bold guess.

If I actively appear in front of people and leave a profound impact, will it strengthen the doctor's sense of presence?

Over there, the doctor I was thinking about did not give up his persuasion: "But you have a command spell..."

"Wear gloves and hide!"

"Injuried……"

"I can restore myself!"

"magic……"

"Mr. Arash doesn't consume much, I just need to absorb the great source of magic power in the air—"

"Nonsense, nonsense! Who taught you common sense?" Speaking of this, the originally submissive doctor took the conversation away, and suddenly became forceful, "Only this is absolutely not allowed!"

He took a deep breath, and the keyboard under his hand was crackling and typing fast, and then, a beam of light scanned me from top to bottom.

"Drip—! Drip—!"

The red alarm sounded sharply, and the doctor's face became more and more serious.

He trembled and took a sip from the cup in his hand.

The ominous premonition in my heart became stronger and stronger, and Arash, who was silent at the side, also realized the seriousness of the matter, and looked over with a serious face.

"It seems that you are not completely ignorant of the seriousness of the matter." The doctor's ever-soft green eyes gathered the storm. "Are you telling the truth yourself or should I say it first?"

Is it that serious?

I began to sweat coldly on my back, and raised my hand tremblingly: "I, I, I, I confess first?"

It's a long story.

Anyway, I don't plan to sleep tonight.

After quietly listening to the story, the doctor looked complicated, and suddenly looked at the archer who was also listening carefully: "I finally understand why she summoned you."

Arash·Can explode at any time·Self-sacrifice brings peace between the two countries·Bow Bing's complexion remains unchanged, but the bright eyes revealed the meaning: Aren't you the same?

Romani·When the self-destruct is completed·Sacrifice to save the world·Achman chokes.

I·on the verge of self-destruct·I tentatively raised my hand and interrupted the eye contact between the two: "I'm done?"

"Okay," the doctor who looked away first tapped the keyboard, "I believe you 'know nothing about magic'."

"Let me explain your current situation to you first." He turned sideways, and a screen revealed, "Your current magic circuit has been completely integrated with your blood vessels, and there is even a tendency to transform blood into magic power."

My eyes gradually became blank when he said the first sentence, and I had to try my best to gather my energy and turn my brain to understand the meaning.

"The good thing is that you will have vast magic power and combat power. The bad thing is that once your magic power is exhausted, you will face the double blow of lack of blood and magic, which is fatal."

On the screen, in case I didn't understand, a red reminder was drawn heavily on the last word.

...No need, I understand this.

I no longer dare to guess whether the mark of the Flying Thunder God behind me has passed these words on.

The doctor's analysis over there is not over yet: "Then, you widened these circuits one after another, in the extreme lack of magic, ischemia... Huh? Someone has treated it for you? Otherwise, the situation will be even worse."

"Is it blood? Let me see... At first, it should be a trial. The sources of blood are mixed, and the effects are quite different. Later, several sources were fixed... This person can do this in a completely unfamiliar field. nice."

Rays of light scanned down from my body, the doctor's speech speed became faster and faster, and the professional terms became more and more obscure, and I could barely understand a small part of them.

"...Sorry, I'm curious that I haven't encountered such a thing for a long time, let's continue," the doctor coughed, and hurriedly brought back the topic before I was stunned, "Anyway——"

"You haven't had a good rest, have you? Don't rush to refute, I mean, there is no time limit, and you can relax your body and mind."

"Actually, I realized the seriousness of the lack of magic and wanted to find a world to solve it..." I tried to explain.

However, patients under the sun always bow their heads in front of doctors, and I kept my mouth shut under the doctor's unstern gaze.

"It's not your fault," the doctor sighed, "There is no magician around you, and no one has told you about the seriousness of this matter."

"Because the magic power in your body is transformed from pure Dayuan magic power, your physique has been completely transformed into a mysterious existence, but at the same time, you are still a 'human'." It can be seen that, The doctor is trying his best to crush this obscure knowledge bit by bit, "You need both the magic power of the big source and the magic power of the small source."

"As for the rest, you probably don't understand it, so I'll just say the conclusion." The empathetic professionals let go of my poor understanding.

"Before that, you must first learn how to switch the magic circuit." The former magic king was forced to teach the preschool children how to read and write, "So, like this... will you know?"

"Oh!" I suddenly realized, "So this can be turned off."

"Of course you can!" The doctor who automatically took over the task of complaining went crazy, "Didn't you find that you have directly fed Arash to the peak? Normally, there is no Master who is so generous——"

"Huh? I thought this was a basic operation...?"

Mr. Gong Bing, who was listening to my quarrel with the doctor, was stunned when he heard his name, "Master didn't know? Sorry, did I eat too much?"

"Nothing, Mr. Arash!" I shook my head violently, "Not at all!"

"..." The doctor looked at this and that, and hesitated to speak.

I turned around at the speed of light and blinked wildly at him: Please don't say it!

The doctor kept his mouth open, looked at the archer who was sitting in the best position with excellent eyesight, able to see everything in full view, looked at the archer and shook his head at him.

"Doctor?" Seeing that the doctor had a strange expression and said nothing, I decided to skip this dangerous topic and urged: "And then?"

"Then," the person I urged quickly withdrew his expression and picked up the conversation again: "Next, try to reduce the consumption of magic power and reduce the loss of blood—I know this is very difficult, and if you can use it, don't absorb it." The great source of magic in the air is gone, give your body some time."

"Then," I raised my hand as if I understood, and asked if I didn't understand, "Lack of magic?"

"Because you have too many magic circuits, and the energy inside has been compressed, the amount calculated by blood replenishing magic is too large..." The doctor's expression suddenly became very exciting again, "Let me just ask, Are you single... ok, I see."

"Then there is only the Holy Grail." He rested his forehead with a headache, and nonchalantly pushed away the right to use the Holy Grail: "It seems that you are right to choose this path, the magic power of the Holy Grail is enough for you..."

"No," I interrupted his unspoken words, and kicked back the right to use the Holy Grail, stomping on the nails: "I don't want the Holy Grail."

I can be hungry, the doctor must live!

The two pairs of firm eyes collided, and the doctor took the lead to look away.

"I'm the Master!" I emphasized: "I'm the one who decides the Holy Grail. I'm the one who makes the wish. If I don't eat it, you can't forcefully stuff it in my mouth!"

"It's as if you weren't the one who forced me to stuff the cake before," the doctor pressed in a low voice, met my wary eyes, and let go, "Okay, I understand, I won't force you. "

"I don't believe it, you make a written proof—"

"Be serious, how can I make written evidence like this——"

"Oh, yes...then you swear—"

"Didn't I promise you already? What's going on? Is Romani Aqiman's reputation so bad?"

"The person who blew himself up has no right to speak, you swear!"

"I'm not the only one, are you qualified to say this? Wait! Don't come here! Don't cry! Your Excellency Arash, please take care of her—wait, why are you helping her? "

"swear--"

"Okay, I swear, I swear..."