Super power krypton gold [Comprehensive]

"How do you feel after feeling proud in front of your enemies? Master."

After sailing, on the deck at the top of the cabin.

The Cave King leaned on the railing, took off his top hat against the strong sea breeze, and lit a cigarette for himself in leisure time.

Because 6000 million krypton gold takes a little time, I took advantage of this moment to leave the cabin to breathe, and saw him on the deck at first glance.

...Finally got rid of the anti-smoking regulations of the drug research and development, and he seems to be in a happier mood than me.

"so so."

As soon as the smoke rose, it was blown away by the sea breeze and did not reach the tip of my nose, so I just stood beside him as if he didn't notice:

"What kind of 'enemies' are Tsunamura and the others? They are too flattering. For example, Caderousse is greedy, stupid, and cowardly, but when you take revenge, will you take Caderousse to heart?"

——"Cadrousse" is the name of a small character in "The Count of Monte Cristo". Knowing that the protagonist Edmund was framed by someone, he chose to protect himself because of cowardice. He watched Edmund's father starve to death, and his fiancee married his enemy .Because he was not directly involved in the conspiracy, he was not included in Edmund's revenge list, and even received a pension when he was destitute.

But he was not satisfied, he had to look forward to Shu, and finally killed himself.

I don't know how much the story of the moon matches Dumas's original work.However, the Cave King himself has read this work with great interest, so he naturally understands what I mean.

——【I, like you, don't take this small matter to heart. 】

"..."

He sipped his cigarette and gave me a meaningful look, and remained silent for a while, as if he was thinking about why I suddenly mentioned his past.

And I raised my chin unabashedly, and met his gaze openly:

"Anyway, we're all on the boat and out at sea. It's impossible for you not to think about the past. Rather than leaving you here alone smoking a dull cigarette, it's better to spread out and have a chat."

I paused, looking at the vast expanse of blue waves, recalling the ups and downs of the "Count of Monte Cristo" during his lifetime, my tone could not help but be tinged with a little sadness.

"When I read it, I felt that the Count of Monte Cristo was strong, wise, and good at everything. He was my childhood god. It's just that no one said a lot, and no one around him called him 'Edmond', probably. He was also suffocated."

——That is to say, but before he had the white moonlight of his first love Mercedes, and later he had such a rare and beautiful girl as Haide, it is impossible to be lonely, and it is impossible to be lonely for a lifetime.

I thought sourly.

It shouldn't be, I was so happy when I knocked Earl X Haiide CP back then, why is it sour now?

I was trying my best to suppress the unreasonable sourness, and the Cave King seemed to have seen something, lowered his eyes and chuckled and said:

"It's okay. Master, what do you want to talk about? The life of an Avenger is not an interesting story."

"I know."

I nodded heavily, "Although "The Count of Monte Cristo" is a revenge novel, but 'cool' is just the reader's perception. The suffering and torture before completing the revenge, and the hatred that burned in the heart day and night for more than 20 years, for you Undeniably true."

"..."

The Cave King was silent for a moment, and the icy cold smile on his lips gradually faded away.Just a slight change of angle suddenly added a wisp of unspeakable bitter self-deprecating meaning.

"Cy."

His voice is low and hoarse, but his words are very clear, "I've always wanted to ask you. Do you really think that everything in my memory is true, not 'a story written by someone'?"

I feel short of breath.

He still has this question after all, I think.

Most heroes have their own legends. Even if they know that they are a Two-dimensional recreated character, they can still connect their memories with Arthurian legend, Greek mythology, or "Epic of Gilgamesh" so as not to step on their feet. Empty, fluttering and falling to the ground.

As for Joan of Arc Alter, she was originally an overhead character rubbed by Marshal Gilles de Ray in the game, and she has already passed the hurdle of "fake" in her heart. Dajiang" has an open mind.

Well, it can also be said to be broken.

But the Cave King is different.First of all, he is a fictional character in Alexandre Dumas's works. His existence is ambiguous, and he was manipulated by a set of magical changes by the mother of the moon, Sakurai Hikaru (gender doubtful). His personality and memory are similar to the well-known contemporary "Count of Monte Cristo". There are discrepancies.

In this way, the foundation of his standing in the world becomes more and more blurred.

However, he has always had a resolute temperament. If he hadn't been touched by the situation, he probably wouldn't have such a simple question of "Who am I?"

"Edmund, I don't think you will care about this."

I pondered for a while, but in the end I still confessed my true thoughts frankly.

"The cave king I know, even if he finds out that he is a character in the movie, he will laugh and laugh with the author. You will say, 'Since I am standing here, this is my reality'."

"Not bad. I really don't care."

The Cave King replied indifferently, his profile face was as stiff as a statue, and he looked straight ahead.

"I'm asking you, Akane. What do you think of me in the past three years? It's the character in the book you have always admired since you were a child, the 'Edmond Dantès' who is free from anger and hatred and has a happy ending." '?"

"------"

I almost bit off my tongue.

——Although it has nothing to do with the Shura field in the traditional sense, how do I feel that this is also a very dangerous proposition? ? ?

After pondering the answer on the tip of my tongue for a long time, I finally asked cautiously:

"Well... may I ask out of curiosity, what would you say if I answered 'yes'?"

"I have nothing to say. It's just that I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you."

As if unwilling to look directly at the scenery in front of him, the Cave King put his top hat back on his head again, and lowered the brim of the hat to cover his eyes.

"Si, although I allow you to call me that, I am not the 'Edmund' you know, or the 'Count of Monte Cristo'. Jihaidai’s comfort and encouragement to face the future again (when he said this, I felt the acid water in my stomach stir up an inch). However, as a follower and as an avenger, I have not gained Such redemption."

[There is no favorite concubine in this world, so this body will live forever as an eternal vengeful ghost——]

I think back to the definition FGO gave to the role of "Cave King".

This is probably the decisive difference between him and the hero of The Count of Monte Cristo.

He has experienced the ups and downs of the protagonist in the book, and he has personally executed the carefully planned and hearty revenge.However, only the last TrueEnd of the protagonist, Edmond Dantès should have obtained everything - the inner relief, the stability of the soul, the pure and passionate love of the girl, and the future of the sea and the sky...

—None of this came with the "King of the Cave" before me.

In the story of the moon, his side as the "incarnation of the avenger" is engraved on the seat of heroes, and his character and mentality are then frozen, embedded in scenes of never-ending revenge dramas.

In other words, as a human being, as a character, whether Edmund Dantès will be extremely happy in his life and finally reach perfection; but as a heroic spirit, the Cave King can only wander in endless hatred.No peace, no relief.

not happy.

For him, the warmth and redemption in the original work are like scenes in a dream, and the beauty is beautiful. After all, it cannot become his own story.

Even if he was once ruthless and extreme towards his enemies, the Count of Monte Cristo was undoubtedly a man of high moral character.Despite this, the "King of the Caves" is defined as chaos and evil, and this is probably the reason.

That's why he said this-

【I am not the Edmond Dantès you know. 】

[If you treat me as him, I'm afraid I will disappoint you. 】

(What he cares about...is my thought?)

"........."

I don't know when, the sourness in my stomach gradually subsided, but I still subconsciously pressed my lower abdomen with one hand, which instead attracted the worried eyes of the Cave King:

"...Cy, you're okay. Are you..."

(No, I don't have dysmenorrhea.)

I shook my head while answering silently in my heart.

But he still frowned thoughtfully, then skillfully stretched out his hand to untie the cloak, and covered my shoulders layer by layer like swaddling a child, wrapping me tightly in two or three strokes.

"It's windy at sea."

It is rare for the Cave King to cherish words like gold, and he only said this sentence to me briefly.

"Well, thank you..."

Seeing that I was struggling, I had no choice but to accept it dumbfoundingly, thinking that sooner or later I would be pampered by them and become a useless Master.

Compared with this, there is a more important sentence, which I must convey to him clearly here.

"Edmund."

While calling his name, I stretched out my hand and quietly covered the back of his hand that was casually resting on the edge of the railing.

"I know, you don't think you are the well-known 'Edmund' in the book. I am the same. I don't insist on calling you that because I regard you as a character in the book."

"Then you are—"

The Cave King lifted his jaw lightly, and turned his side face in an imperceptible arc.Maybe it was my illusion, there seemed to be a flash of expectation in his eyes.

"I……"

Feeling the hard calluses and scars on the bottom of my palm, I took a deep breath, and at the same time lifted all the courage and sincerity in my chest to my throat, expressing my sincerity in one go.

"I call you Edmund because [that's your name]. Isn't it?"

"Your father called you that, your beloved captain and priest called you that, and your fiancée called you that."

"I—I don't know what I am, and I don't know what you think, probably 'family'—I believe that's what you should be called by the people you love. Ah, no, that's not what I mean by 'love' Meaning...but I'm not joking either! We've lived together for so long, I don't want to just treat you as a follower, so...so...you know what I mean?"

I was startled by the subtlety of what I just said, and hurriedly pulled back the words, but halfway through, I fell into a daze along with myself:

I didn't mean that, so what do I mean?

"Well, I... you... Edmund, I mean..."

"..."

Seeing that I was hesitant to speak, stopped talking and wanted to speak again, I couldn't continue talking for a long time, the cave king raised a hand to cover his face - I thought he couldn't bear to look straight at first, but then I realized that his shoulders were trembling slightly , one or two short and bright syllables leaked out of his throat from time to time, clearly trying to cover up the overflowing smile on his face.

"...Pfft. Hehe..."

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"Yes, what's so funny?!"

I never expected that I would use another trick so soon after the "French look" - that is, the "French-style anger" taught by Alter, and kicked him on the calf without hesitation. kick.

However, my strength is not comparable to that of Joan of Arc (muscular strength A). With this kick, the cave king's slender and straight figure did not shake at all, but instead he tilted his waist, and his stern and upright face approached the top of my head. .

The warm breath, which is completely opposite to the temperament, blows the hair hanging on my temples for a moment.

"..."

He was not in a hurry to distance himself, but kept leaning forward, slowly and carefully lowered his cheeks inch by inch, lowered his eyelids, and let the words land in my ears with his deep and focused eyes.

His tone was still low, still suppressing the lingering hostility and gloom.But I could clearly feel that a string tight deep in his throat was trembling uncontrollably, and even my heartstrings seemed to resonate with it, stirring up bursts of high-pitched and long reverberations.

I had a hunch that he seemed to have something very important to say.

Because it's important, and because it's different from the heartless jokes and flirtations of ordinary days, it's even more difficult to export it easily.

"Cy."

Under my uneasy gaze, the young man slowly opened and closed his lips.

He spoke slowly and carefully, like a student nervously reciting texts in class, or like a person who hasn't spoken for a long time, who is groping to learn to speak step by step.

"Akane, my Master, my—is it true what you made me think vaguely in my heart? Do you really feel happy being by my side?"

he whispered.

"Do you love me then?"

……

……

……

At that moment, I felt that the whole world was lost in a vast and solemn silence.

The silence was like the deep sea, although all light and sound could not penetrate, but there was a dark warm current gently surrounding me.

Only the sound of blood rushing to the forehead with a bang was stronger, clearer, and more——

Even more terrible ah ah ah ah! ! ! ! !

"What, what, what..."

"...Occasionally write some good lines, Dumas."

——Unfortunately, this soul-stirring silence lasted only three seconds.

Following the cave king's next words, I felt like I became a deep-sea fish locked in the aquarium again in an instant. I only heard the crisp and cruel "snap" sound, and the glass tank separated me from the world. It was broken into powder in minutes.

After a moment of distraction, I reacted belatedly:

"Edmund...you...this is the line in...???"

Fuck, no wonder it's so shocking, I think I've heard it somewhere! ! !Is it really memorizing texts? ! ! !

That is, the damned Frenchman—

you--

you--

"Are you fucking kidding me?????"

Ah, not good.

At that moment just now, it seemed that I really had some kind of killing intent because of love and hatred.I see, is this the relationship between Brunhilde and Passionlip...

……Wait a moment.

Because, what happened because of what...? ? ?

My face turned blue and white again, and I could feel the hot and cold on my cheeks. From a distance, it must have been changing like neon lights, colorful and extremely exciting.

"Too—too much."

I staggered and protested:

"Edmund, I know you are not a character, and I recommend you to read it to better distinguish - of course I do not deny, I also want to find common ground from it, so as to understand your psychology and preferences, not to let You're playing with me like this..."

"I'm not playing, Master."

The Cave King was probably happy enough, and finally restrained the last bit of cynical sarcasm, and turned to me with a reverent and solemn expression like a priest.

"That is indeed the line in the book, but it does not mean [that is not what I want to say]. Just as you guess me from the original, I also guess you through the works you like, and guess what you want to hear words."

"Looks like I guessed right."

He raised the corners of his lips and let out a melancholy smile.

"It's just... I haven't been able to confirm whether I can say that to you. If I really want to say it, I only gained confidence from your answer five minutes ago."

(That is, has he been unable to tell me what I want to hear because he doesn’t feel like he’s “the Edmond Dantès of the book”?)

"Then, then, it was your sincere words just now..."

My heart softened, and just as I was about to withdraw my elongated face for a while, I only heard him continue to say:

"I swear, Akane. I didn't mean to fool you. It's just that your expression is too funny. I'm sorry..."

"Hold, I'm sorry for your size!! Well, don't talk about it anymore, you dirty adults with ease, I, I, I am still a baby!!!"

I panicked and kicked out two kicks from shame to anger, and at the same time I staggered and jumped back a step - obviously I didn't feel that the distance was too close to cause embarrassment, but at this moment I felt a heart stuck in my throat, neither up nor down , I couldn't even breathe well, and my face was so full of smoke.

Now my complexion doesn't look like a neon light, I feel like a little burning sun.

Hateful, such a hateful mature man! !Why is he not embarrassed! ! !Why is it that he can recite his lines without blushing and beating his heart when I am the only one who is surprised and exploded, and he is still gasping for breath while reciting the fuck! ! !

And it's that kind of lines! ! !

If I had the guts and the cheek, I would—I would—

(...what about me?)

——Do you really feel happy by my side?

—Then do you love me?

I know.

I know the source of these two lines, and I know how Haidee in the movie responded.

In the world of "The Cave King", he did not meet a woman who could give him that answer.

Therefore, his pointer did not swing, his revenge did not end, and his dawn did not come.

— Then can I?

The King of the Grotto doubted his eligibility to use lines from The Count of Monte Cristo, and I doubted my eligibility as much.

Edmond Dantès.

This used to be the name of my idol, the name of the paper person I admired, and the name of the man who is by my side now, regardless of the weather, and who accompanied me through the three-year journey.

I raised my head and asked him with blank and bewildered eyes.

I - can I answer you like that?

……

"There is no need to rush, Master. You also need time to sort out your emotions."

The Cave King once again showed the unrestrained and generous demeanor of a mature man (maybe he has already harvested ten years of happiness, so he doesn't have to continue to make me happy for the time being), and he didn't push him step by step, but with a little bit of imperceptible affection Raising his hand intentionally, he tidied up the messy black hair on my cheeks.

Then he bowed his head reverently, brushed aside the bangs on my forehead with one hand, and quickly touched my forehead with his lips.

"I'm waiting for your answer."

"——————"

Why I did not die instantly remains a mystery that haunts me many years later.

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……

After many years, I also realized such a problem.

Why did he insist on dragging me to solve the problems left over from history before the decisive battle, and he didn't hesitate to put up an extra sinister Fg of "I'll wait for your answer" for me, so that I was like Mu Guiying on the stage, full of blood. flag.

Maybe it was because he was facing the sea, and the spring blossoms in his heart; maybe he had a premonition that the rainstorm was coming, and he was worried that something would happen to my mother, and I denied myself again under the grief.

But besides that, I have a bold idea.

——Although I originally planned to suspend the drawing of cards after krypton gold, and keep a hole card on the island, I will not summon the next level of supernatural life forms for the time being.

——However, because of this big drama inserted sideways, I have a full 24 hours of brain frying pot, and I have not been able to think about my next husband/wife at all.

Not only that, when I buried my face in the AUO pillow and tossed and turned, my reflex arc that circled the earth [-] times finally returned to its place, and for the first time I seriously thought about such a common-sense question:

(Although, I say "I want them all" and "everyone is my harem" every day...)

(...However, there can be many husbands/wives/harems, so the "lover" is really unique?)

There seems to be something wrong.

Forget it, don't worry about it.

The author has something to say: Earl: Well, the harem article can stop here

Sixth Gear of Heaven: ? ! ? ! ? !

The sixth gear will be used by Qian as her hole card, and w will appear when there is a need on the island.

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Haidee's answer in the original book: "I love you as others love a father, brother and husband. I love you as I love life and love God. Because you are the best and most noble person in the world."

This sentence is too respectful, Qian dare not say it, and the Earl can’t believe that he can hear it in this life, it’s okay to be cowarded for a few years

About Earl’s moon magic reform: "The Cave King" appeared in the world as an avenger, and his mentality stayed before he let go of his hatred, so he didn’t think he was the redeemed Edmund; Haidee is not a human being, and her relationship with Earl is not like CP. It’s more like the spirit behind Earl Watching (I reasonably suspect it’s to push Earl Guda) By the way, Haidee is very beautiful, I want them all