[Comprehensive] Why am I not dead yet?

"Oh...that's really an exaggerated attack method."

Except for Irisviel, who was urgently protected by Artoria, and Weber Velvet, who was dragged onto the King of Conqueror's chariot, who were originally limited by their physical fitness and needed help, all the other heroic spirits avoided. The Dragon Witch suddenly burned with dragon flames.

Lian Su lamented Long Yan's boldness in the sky, and Ying Zhengfei was beside her with complicated eyes: "...this is your former subordinate."

"Ah, it's not bad." Lian Su's tone was very calm, but it was still difficult to hide the pride between the lines.

"Not bad... but where is Fu Su?" Ying Zheng nodded, and began to look for his son everywhere: "He is always by your side."

"The next thing is a bit troublesome, let the senior brother carry him back to Guigu Ling." Lian Su looked up at the hero king Gilgamesh over there, who was standing on the roof with his arms folded, looking at him indifferently. looking at her.

The one at the surgery level was caught off guard by the dragon flames. Even if he had a bone sword that symbolized immortality to protect him, he would have suffered a lot if he took a shot of the treasure that Joan of Arc exploded at the cost of the spirit base—not to mention He didn't take out the Bone Lifting Sword at all.

That thing is the same as the Deviant Sword, no matter how powerful it is, the master has no use for it, it is just a good-looking decoration.

Lian Su watched the two figures below being burned by the dragon flames until they disappeared, and she knew in her heart that Joan of Arc took away a great trouble for her at her own expense——she sighed softly, in this Gilgamesh It fell not far away.

"My king." She still used the old address when addressing this man, but this exotic armor made this man look very strange in Gilgamesh's eyes.

That is a distance that can never be crossed.

"...This king once proposed to you." Gilgamesh said suddenly.

"Ah, yes."

Lian Su responded lightly.

"—that engagement can still be counted today."

Gilgamesh continued.

Ying Zheng, who was listening on the sidelines, frowned, but he looked at Lian Su's indifferent reaction, and finally didn't speak.

"Lian Su, you probably don't know how much patience and compassion this king has poured into you. I know your temper, so I bestow on you this king's tolerance—but all of these are based on what you have done for me. Regarding those matters, you are very clear that even if this object is you, there is a bottom line to the limit of what this king can endure."

"That's right..." Lian Su sighed, looking down at his hands: "If it weren't for all that happened later, I would probably really choose to obliterate my soul and reshape my thoughts to make myself the most suitable person. Your appearance, and then continue to stand by your side."

——Yes, even in the current situation, she couldn't deny that she had truly loved Gilgamesh.

... Ha, but in the final analysis, which one of these men has she not loved sincerely and without reservation?

He is used to being worshiped by others on a high ground. This is the proud son of heaven who was born to be a king. She is the last obsession born in sorrowful flesh and blood.

Gilgamesh is the one who is used to accepting it.

And she is used to destroying everything she can have for her own love.

Be it bones, flesh and blood, soul, memory, or ideals...

——In pursuit of that hopeless love, she has abandoned everything.

Even now, the way she looks at Gilgamesh is still the same as it was back then, obedient and gentle, with a little faint smile.

"Lian Su." Gilgamesh called his name, but his tone was not much colder than that of his older self: "This king can give you countless opportunities to choose whether to respond to this king's marriage proposal. "

"My lord." Lian Su replied with a smile: "Thank you for your kindness, but it's a pity that I'm already a married woman, and I'm afraid I won't be able to respond to your engagement."

——What responded to her was a sharp long sword that quickly brushed past Lian Su's cheek and shot out, and a clear sound of gravel piercing through the ground.

Lian Su: "..."

She remained motionless, as if the sword hadn't brushed past her cheek and left a bruise, she curled her fingers and rubbed the mark on her face, it had healed long ago, leaving only a tiny bruise Bloodstains, the woman pondered for a moment, then suddenly smiled, "What do you mean by that?"

"Tell you, the answer is wrong."

Gilgamesh raised his eyebrows, and the arc of the corner of his mouth carried a cruel and bloody meaning: "But don't worry, this king is very patient."

He didn't seem to intend to continue his "marriage proposal" here, and when Ying Zheng landed next to Lian Su with a gloomy face, he was ready to leave: "...how old is the bastard you chose?" Weakness, this king will prove it to you."

Ying Zheng had no intention of chasing her, his face sank like water, the husband and wife who respected each other as guests in 2000, the man for the first time pulled Lian Su's cheek with full force, so that the glaring mark on her cheek was clearly displayed in front of his eyes.

Countless curses and questioning words jumped on the tip of his tongue, making him dizzy, but in the end he swallowed them all back into his stomach, turning into a heavy sigh full of helplessness and pity, and a soft palm on her cheek: "... ...does it hurt?"

Lian Su laughed, and rubbed the hand caressing her cheek: "It hurts, it hurts to death."

Ying Zheng asked again: "... If you go over, will he not hurt you?"

"But I can't get through." Lian Su said lightly, "There are too many things between me and him."

"If it's a more mature one, would you go there?"

Lian Su raised her hand and rubbed Ying Zheng's eyebrows with her fingertips.

"You don't need to worry about me so much."

she said with a sigh. "Great-grandfather Ying Ji had a drink with me later. He said that when he killed my senior brother Bai Qi, he said a word to the ministers who stopped him: For my great Qin Jiangshan, who can't give up? Who can't?" abandoned?"

Lian Su moved Ying Zheng's hand from her cheek and put it in her own, and sighed lightly.

"...I think, I'm probably the same kind of person—if Master hadn't brought me back to Ghost Valley to experience your life and meet you again, and spend 2000 years together, I'm sure I would continue to walk the way I used to Bar."

——From this point of view, putting their hands in Gilgamesh's palm may not be the result they all expected. In fact, the final outcome may not be different from her past.So in fact, if the dream ends at the singularity point of Uruk, and the final picture is fixed at the moment when the two swords come out, that is the best ending they can have.

The fellow travelers who take advantage of each other's fate, after all, the initial relationship between her and Gilgamesh is nothing more than a boatman crossing the river and a traveler who happens to pass by and needs her help.

Ying Zheng asked very lightly, "Then what do you think now?"

Lian Su raised her head, and Ying Zheng saw the bright starlight in her eyes.

"We have created the eternal Great Qin Empire...but there is no country in this world that will last forever."

"Ah."

"I want to... try another method, or even try another piece of land?"

Ying Zheng smiled helplessly: "Why, isn't the Great Qin Empire in 2000, the map of mountains, rivers and communities that will swallow up pan-human history, not enough for you to play with?"

Lian Su shook her head seriously, and said, "After all, it's not the Utopia I expected...but even if it's my current conjecture, if it really comes true, it would be terrible, right? We have created the world I am looking forward to so much. , but the final judgment tells us that the so-called Taoyuan Township is just a world that is gradually dying."

Ying Zheng looked down at their hands - they didn't know when they started to hold each other's hands, fingers intertwined, showing an intimate look.

He laughed.

"Tell me, what do you want me to do?"

Lian Su's eyebrows were curved, and she immediately leaned forward to kiss her husband's icy cold mouth. The other party raised his eyebrows, and his tone was a little tough, but the smile was already on the brows: "Don't be in a hurry to coax me, first tell me what you want .”

Lian Su's eyes were shining brightly, and she looked like a child: "It's also the conclusion that Li Xiang and the others came to through traveling through the Heterobelt and Pan-Human History..."

"Yeah." Ying Zheng nodded, "And then."

Lian Su suppressed his throat: "... Zhuge Kongming next to Lixiang is in a similar situation. It is not a product of this world line but a parallel world derived from pan-human history. I have encountered similar situations before. For example, in a certain world, Sandra I did not exist in the past, or there was no Ghost Valley faction... So I want to see other parallel worlds, a parallel world that is completely different from this world."

Ying Zheng: "..."

Ying Zheng: "...What about here, you just got it, didn't you?"

Lian Su grabbed his hand and shook it back and forth, coquettishly in a soft voice: "Oh, I've been here long enough, I don't want to work overtime for 2000... Ah Zheng, good Ah Zheng~ Anyway, you have half of the world As for the control of Shejitu, if I leave the Guigu Order to you, it will be fine? You let me go~"

"You just rely on knowing that I will definitely let you go..."

"Because you would have let me go." Lian Su said quite naturally. "Sometimes you have to understand the seven-year itch or something."

Ying Zheng said coldly: "It's a pity, I haven't reached that time in my life."

"That's because the two of us are so busy conquering the world that we don't have time to quarrel. If I didn't die early on the Pan-Human History side, I'm afraid I would have quarreled with you about Fusu."

"Hmm...I'm afraid that Qin Guo could steal it from you because of your temper." Ying Zheng sighed: "Forget it, tell me, what else do you fancy?"

Lian Su, "The caster summoned in this Holy Grail War, Gilles de Rais, was my former subordinate."

Ying Zheng was expressionless: "...It's really interesting. I'm not surprised that five of the seven people in the Holy Grail War are related to you."

Lian Su: "Oh, that's not the point."

Ying Zheng: "Yeah, your former subordinate, then what?"

Lian Su scratched her cheek.

"—I'm a little interested in the Luoyan City textbook in his hand."