[Comprehensive] Why am I not dead yet?

"This so-called heroic spirit summoning ceremony is surprisingly simple."

Emiya Kiritsugu, who arranged the summoning array needed for the ceremony in the church, was not only his wife Irisviel standing beside him, but Fusu was also beside him.

This person who has lived for more than 2000 years by some unknown method is not what Emiya Kiritsugu expected, no, he is no longer a human being.

"Now that I look like this, it doesn't matter what you want to call me, but let's forget about 'Young Master Fusu'. If you don't know what to call me, just call me Fusu."

According to Fusu's own statement, the man who changed the sand dunes is indeed dead, but he is very strong. The powerful blood inherited from his mother endowed him with a strength far beyond that of human beings and the aptitude to break boundaries. Until today, Fusu's strength is only one step away from the Heroic Seat becoming a Heroic Spirit.

But for some reason, his terrifying obsession made him stay in the world forever, and he became such a distorted posture that was neither human nor ghost.

"Because the one who really summons the heroic spirits is not the human Master but the Holy Grail. We are just a channel linking the human world to the Heroic Seat, and providing the spiritual power to make them materialize."

After checking the surrounding arrangement for the last time, Emiya Kiritsugu finally raised his hand.

"...I won't look at it, come to me after your summoning is over, Emiya Kiritsugu, you know where to find me." Fusu suddenly turned his head and turned away, without the slightest sign of nostalgia.

Irisviel was a little puzzled, and couldn't help but stop him: "Master Fusu?"

The man turned his head back in a gentle voice, neither happy nor angry, but said calmly: "If I were here, I might not be able to summon the one you want. After all, I don't want to meet the guy I can get in touch with. I don't want to see any of them."

Emiya Kiritsugu looked at his fluttering white clothes, and suddenly asked, "What if I could see your mother?"

Fusu's gaze fell on Emiya Kiritsugu's face, and it took a long time before he sneered, full of self-deprecating cold malice.

"...It's a pity that she didn't get a reputation worthy of her during her lifetime, which is not enough to enter the Seat of Heroes. In the records of later generations, I, the so-called eldest son of the first emperor, even had an 'unknown mother'. Seat of Heroes... Where can I find it? Not to her."

Irisviel fell silent, she subconsciously looked at her husband, and Emiya Kiritsugu nodded at him after thinking for a while.

"——If it succeeds, I will look for you later. I think you don't mind heroes from other regions going to meet your mother?"

"It doesn't matter." Fu Su shook his head, "My mother likes to talk with people, even Li Si, who regarded her as an old enemy back then, would not be able to resist playing chess with her all day long... If you are talking about a real enemy... , There are probably not many of her, but there are quite a few who have to fight because of different positions, and the heroic spirits in foreign lands have nothing to do with her, so it’s okay to meet her.”

In this way, Fusu left the chapel as the place of summoning, and went to the temporary room built for himself.

The furnishings in the house are simple and elegant, and the woman sleeping in the white jade coffin has been brought out. The clothes on her body are made of deep-sea mermaid silk, which is incorruptible and invulnerable to water and fire. Even after 2000 years, it is still as gorgeous and bright as the original one. At that time, no matter how disgusted Fusu was, he had to admit that after his father had completely become a real emperor, the remaining bit of heart was still given to his mother.

Whether it is to give his mother the specifications of the Queen of Qin and to be buried with the emperor in the Mausoleum of Qin Emperor, or to be buried with her with many rare treasures that have never been heard or seen by later generations, these can all explain the emperor's attitude-but what Fusu wants is not only This attitude is not uncommon to have this attitude.

... His mother died, died quietly and no one knew about it. Before she died, she couldn't even see her husband. Regardless of whether it was what his mother called taking care of the overall situation, he only knew his father, the king of the world. Lord, didn't even have time to come and see his mother one last time.

The person who loved and protected him the most in this world died, leaving him alone in this cold world to guard the empty and dead Qin Palace. He really doesn't care about the prince, the king of Qin, or the world. Those things were given to him. so what?

He has so much and has done so much, but in the end, he doesn't even have time to dress her up.

He still remembered that Li Si dragged him to stop him, saying that the identity of his biological mother was unknown, but now rashly revealing Lian Su's identity would bring unnecessary trouble to his father whose throne was unstable.

The living did not show pity and love when they were alive, and no matter how much they do after death, they are just for the eyes of others.

Zhao Ji died, Lu Buwei died, and then his mother died... After that, there were beauties from the Six Kingdoms, the harem was opened up, and more and more heirs of the First Emperor... Looking at those younger brothers who were either timid or cautious or had ulterior motives When calling his brother, Fusu was indifferent.

He didn't care, he just felt cold - the man left only Wang's reputation and power, he obliterated everything, and Zhao Zheng, who would comb his hair and eyebrows for his mother with a smile, walked with her, and only the king was left. The first emperor who is too high to look up to.

Since the mother died, the man on the throne put a part of himself on her, and died with her.

Fusu withdrew from the memory and looked at the sleeping mother.

"Mother... They are summoning heroic spirits. I didn't stand by. I was afraid that I would call that man out. Maybe I could call other people. For example, Hu Hai... Ah, you probably don't know this man." You know, he is also the son of that man, but his temper is extreme and paranoid, and he was raised by that guy as a pet since he was a child, so you don't need to pay too much attention to it."

He picked up a jade comb, and while chattering, he combed Lian Su's lock of hair. The movements were meticulous and careful, for fear of hurting her. "That man had many women after you died, but none of them made him take a second look. You have always pitied beautiful women, and you don't know who you should be angry with after seeing such a scene."

When Fusu said this, the movement of his hands also stopped for a while, then he smiled wryly, and said softly: "Not necessarily, I'm afraid you really woke up and knew what happened back then, you have to come here first Angry at me... Maybe I will be punished for copying Qin Lv again, and my father will come to help me write the letter in the middle of the night..."

When he said this, he paused in combing his hair, his eyes flickered for a while, and finally his choking turned into a sigh.

"Master Fusu."

Suddenly, Emiya Kiritsugu's indifferent and somewhat respectful voice sounded outside the door, "King Arthur... She said that she wanted to see you and your mother."

"..."

Fusu put down the jade comb in his hand and stood up. After leaving Lian Su, his gaze returned to its original calm and indifference.

He walked out of the room, and only Emiya Kiritsugu was standing there, his pale and numb face was full of exhaustion after his magic power was violently consumed, "I told her about you, she is very interested in you, but After all, she is an ancient king, and it would be inappropriate for her to come to see you in person... and I guess you don't like anyone to disturb that lord's sleep."

After getting along for this period of time, Emiya Kiritsugu has roughly figured out this young master's temper: saying that he is cruel is not cruel, but saying that he is gentle and considerate is not a good temper; after all, the biggest villain is that The sleeping "Queen of Qin", avoiding this matter, Fusu was most of the time the gentle and perfect son Fusu recorded in history.

"It doesn't matter if I go and have a look." Sure enough, he just nodded and didn't say anything to refuse, and then said to Emiya Kiritsugu: "Help lead the way."

——It's just that the word Emiya Kiritsugu used was... "she"?

He has read countless classics of later generations, and there are only a handful of female emperors in Europe. Fusu himself clearly remembers that King Arthur should be a man, right?

This doubt was not solved until he appeared in front of that King Arthur, but it got deeper.

She was a very outstanding petite beauty, with blond hair, green eyes and porcelain white complexion. Her figure was slender and upright. Different from her youthful appearance, she seemed to have a lonely, clear and elegant beauty of the sky, clouds, shadows and streams. .

Her demeanor carried a calmness and calmness that was completely opposite to his appearance and age. When she saw Fusu's appearance, a faint difference disappeared from the girl's certain flashing, and she smiled slightly. , the blond hair swayed softly around her fair cheeks, and the smile curved slightly at the corners of her lips made Fusu feel delusional for a moment.

The girl cleared her throat and started introducing herself again.

"—Artoria Pendoragon, indeed the holder of the scabbard Avalon, King Arthur of England, but you don't need to be troubled and confused about my female identity, because according to your words, I should not be the King Arthur in your history, to put it bluntly, it is a parallel timeline."

Emiya Kiritsugu's stiff expression eased a bit, he stared into the girl's emerald green eyes, his voice still couldn't get rid of the cold alienation: "You mean... that King Arthur in your history was a woman?"

"You don't need to be so rude, my Master, whether you are a woman or not has nothing to do with what you and I need to discuss, right?" Arturia still had a good temper without being angry or angry. Appearance: "My existence should be different from 'the real King Arthur in history who ushered in the end of collapse and perdition'. In the real sense, King Arthur who grew up as an ideal king, Arturia Pendoragon, please be sure to Note the difference."

"...the difference?" Emiya Kiritsugu frowned.

"Yes, the difference."

The girl smiled and nodded, with a firm and gentle light in her eyes: "The reason why I responded to the master's call was not just the scabbard of the holy sword, I wanted to make my world a real history... let that For the prosperity of my country, and the happiness of my people, replace here England, doomed, by a nation that never perishes."

...It is also to make that person willing to return to her side for this wish.

Emiya Kiritsugu's heart trembled secretly, but his voice couldn't help being a little gentle: "...that's your business."

"Yes, this is my business, but if the master can understand it at the first time, it will be a good thing for us."

The girl smiled and said, her beautiful emerald eyes slowly looked at Fusu, followed by a very gentle smile on her face.

"—it's nice that you resemble someone I know."

She read softly, with a soft smile hanging on the corner of her mouth, as if she was looking at another person through this person's face, Fusu frowned a little uncomfortable.

"Who is that person?"

The girl's eyes widened, and her cheeks suddenly turned a shy blush.

She raised her hand, stroked her heart that would beat lightly again for that person no matter how many times, and said very softly.

"...the person I respect, the person I pity, and the person I admire."