[Comprehensive] Why am I not dead yet?

"--never mind."

Fujimaru Tachika suddenly opened his eyes and stood up, there was still a faint smile in his voice.

El-Melloi II lit a cigarette on his finger. He subconsciously looked up at the young man's expression under the light and gradually calmed down, as if the horrible news was just a bad joke. After taking a deep breath, Fujimaru Tachika , looked at his heroic spirit again: "I probably can't let my sister know what we are going to do next."

"I'm going to close the communication with Chaldea—" El-Melloi II said subconsciously, and Fujimaru Tachika shook his head, and said, "No need, the spiritual base records we are holding are also compatible with All communication links in Chaldea are also destroyed directly.”

El-Melloi II was taken aback by his sudden display of fierceness and sophistication: "Master!?"

"...As early as the moment we walked towards the Lost Belt, I was ready for today."

Fujimaru Tachika propped his arms on the table, the cold air was inhaled into the scorching lung cavity, and the last sliver of hypocrisy was taken away by the hot flesh and blood in an instant. What kind of battle, what is the last human reason? In the eyes of the people of the Lost Belt, they are invaders!

But they still have to go.

Looting and destroying for various reasons, the loot belt that is destined to be cut, the world line that will be destroyed even if they don't take action...

At that time, Fujimaru Tachika faintly noticed it.

——Some people will backlash, some people will have doubts, and some people will betray them. It is impossible for HE to end like a happy fairy tale forever. This awareness should have been penetrated after they took over the ideal of repairing the singularity.

But at that time, everyone was blinded by the so-called grand and huge goal of "saving the world and saving humanity".

The next target they have to deal with may be the unarmed aborigines who smiled at them, it may be the noble hero who was originally born on that land, or they may see a beautiful future that they have never seen before through the hands of the Lost Belt. Then he stood on the side of the rumored belt, and even did not hesitate to fight against Chaldea's once extremely trusted heroic spirit...

It may also be a terrible existence like Lian Su who, after predicting the imminent destruction of the world in advance, chose to use their hands to move towards pan-human history.

Lian Su...

even prime.

——There are so many enemies on the Seat of Heroes, and so many dangers they have to face!

Why was this person the enemy he had to face and had to face? ? ?

...Speaking of which, judging from her attitude towards herself, he Fujimaru Tachika should even call that person a teacher.

The boy suddenly smiled wryly.

She is the only one who has no clairvoyance, guesses these possibilities purely by her own ability, and teaches Fujimaru Tachika how to do it without any reservations.

What she exercises is not Fujimaru Tatsuka's magic circuit and physical fitness, but this person's heart.

——Dig out all the softness and compassion, let go of all the hesitation and hesitation.

She used the shortest time to leave the coldest heart to the master of Chaldea.

"Destroy all the records of the spirit base—" the young master repeated his previous order again: "The copies of the spirit bases removed from Chaldea are different from those returned to the Seat of Heroes, and destroying the records is equivalent to obliterating them Everything that happened after I lived here... Lian Su's influence on them is too profound. I can ignore Scathach and Gilgamesh of the art class, but Joan of Arc can't, she values ​​her too much Queen Sandra I, not to mention that there are too many spiritual bases derived from Joan of Arc in Chaldea, I can't take this risk."

"Of course." Fujimaru Tachika bit the tip of her tongue, and regained a sliver of broken sanity through the scent of blood: "...your spirit foundation will also be destroyed, teacher."

"...I don't care, it's nothing to worry about, but just destroying the heroic spirit's spirit foundation and communication device, how do you go back to Chaldea?" El-Melloi II asked back.

"It doesn't matter, anyway, from the moment I chose to let Skaha attack Lian Su, I never thought that I would go back alive."

The boy replied calmly.

"—Killed by the heroic spirits who followed her in her lifetime, or by Lian Su, who may not have lost, it's all possible. To be honest, I knew it was the moment I knew Lian Su was standing here. It's a fatal situation, but I have to bet that if I don't do it, I will be killed by Lian Su, and then my sister will chase me... Then it will be the worst situation;

And if I do it, then at least I can win the momentary respite at the moment, and at least block the way back there. I know Lian Su's character and style... She is too cruel and vicious, and she is always used to it. Take the path of extermination, but don't waste unnecessary energy when it has to be dealt with. The rumored belt that has been split off is unnecessary. The Chaldean passage is open, and she will pass by Clean up the follow-up; this road is locked by me, and she won't deliberately ask for trouble.

Ah, maybe because of my death, the last trace of the relationship between my sister and her can be severed, and Chaldea is also the same. Being an enemy on the surface is better than the last time in the third strange smell belt. The situation is much better when they are led into the base camp. "

When the boy said this, he paused for a moment with a wry smile.

"...It's ridiculous, these things she taught me... Now I have to use them all to deal with her, it's so ridiculous, it's so ridiculous that I'm about to cry."

El-Melloi II's hand trembled slightly.

"You to Lian Su..."

The young man turned his head slowly, his eyes were covered by his broken hair, and Yingling couldn't see his expression clearly.

"I just thank her for being cruel."

"...Of course, I also hate her for being cruel."

——I hate how there is such a kind of person in this world, when you look at her full of expectations, she smiles and teaches you how to kill her.

****

Fusu looked panic-stricken in the courtyard of the Einzbern castle. He raised his foot to chase after him, but was stopped by a man raising his hand.

"what are you going to do?"

Ying Zheng asked expressionlessly.

Fusu raised his head and saw his father's still young face and those clear eyes, before he was worn down by the heavy country and repeated losses, he became the later Emperor Shihuang who was not angry but lost his popularity. , he looks even about the same age as himself.

"I'm going to find my mother..."

"No need." Ying Zheng said calmly. He looks very young. When he was chatting with Lian Su just now, his expression was lively and cheerful. The intimacy and natural look made Fu Su a little dazed, but the expression that could talk to him was still the same Fu Su. The cold and indifferent shadow of the First Emperor carved into Su's bone marrow helped Su purse his lips and move his face away.

"I told you to stop." Ying Zheng said again, his brows were unconsciously frowned slightly, "What are you going to do to make trouble for your mother?"

"Get out of the way!" Fu Su was furious. Just as he was about to raise his hand and draw his sword to face Ying Zheng's sword, he was held down by the other hand. Holding Fusu's wrist, he said to this man who was over 2000 years old: "Young man, don't be so angry? Your mother's strength is probably few in this world can beat her. One of the few of us who knows how to choose, since she chooses to handle it herself, she always knows what to do."

Gilgamesh, who was in the bow rank, squinted, and sneered: "Is there a number? Ah... Her number is to destroy the spirit base behind your back and spread it on the ground, dig bones and take blood to forge it into a sword, and finally arrange to get rid of herself." I don’t care about everything else and run to die alone... If this kind of formal style can be counted, then it’s really interesting.”

The black Joan of Arc has not yet reacted from the stimulation of a hole being pierced in the queen's chest, and was dragged into a more terrifying abyss by Gilgamesh's words. The dragon flag in her hand stabbed directly He moved towards Gilgamesh's feet, brushed the armor made of gold, and his tone was full of murderous intent: "What do you mean by that, what do you mean by destroying a spirit foundation, what do you mean by digging bones and taking blood to forge a sword!?"

Gilgamesh let the wind blowing up the dragon flag indifferently ruffle a few strands of hair around his ears, and said indifferently, "It's literally...ah, yes, she almost never tells you about it. It’s the past, right? It’s the woman’s bad habit to end her life. If I hadn’t signed the contract with the Heroic Spirit and the Master with her and knew what happened to her, I’m afraid that this king would have the same birth as you. Reaction."

The one at the surgery level said coldly: "Even if you say that, you still haven't opened clairvoyance."

"Huh!?" Gilgamesh of the bow rank was furious immediately: "It doesn't matter if it can't be opened, how can you be a king if you are not arrogant! Besides, shouldn't it be the woman who came to see the king on her own initiative!? As a courtier Whether it’s good or bad, there’s no reason for the king to go to see his courtiers!”

The man of the surgery level silently stared at his young self. The treasure house of the two of them was in common in a sense. The rose crown that he stuffed in before was shining brightly in the treasure house. Saying this without shame.

...But if you haven't experienced Chaldea's experience in meeting yourself, you may take it for granted and don't need to think about it.

A woman who donates spirit bases, bones, and flesh for herself without hesitation, who can even give up her initial obsessions, and even betray her mother, then whatever she does is for herself, and no matter where she is, she will do it the fastest. Come on, such associations and conclusions are also very easy to come into being.

... For a long time, Gilgamesh really thought so.

When Bai Qi heard them mention the words "voluntary audience", he glanced at the scene there silently, but he just listened and stopped Fusu, and didn't make any obvious reaction.

But Fusu was still a little unwilling, and Artoria was full of anxiety and panic. Compared with Iskandar, the king of conquerors, who could still be regarded as a spectator, Artoria had already been wiped out by the pool of blood on the ground. Terrified to lose all rationality.

But before she broke away from Irisviel's begging hand, Lian Su's voice sounded from above, and the silver armored female general descended from the sky in a heroic manner, and landed lightly beside Ying Zheng.

"Yo! Is it so lively?"

She asked with a smile, her dazzling and smooth plump blond hair was as gorgeous and bright as the sun, Ying Zheng was stunned for a moment, then stretched out his hand to hold the golden streamer behind her, and when she looked up, there was a light smile on the corner of the woman's mouth.

"Does it look good?"

Lian Su asked Ying Zheng with a smile.

Ying Zheng heaved a sigh of relief, folded his fingers together, and pinched the sunshine in his hand.

"...You naturally look good in any way."