[Comprehensive] Why am I not dead yet?

"There is no other reason for summoning you so far. To be precise, I have never considered the need for combat power at the level of a heroic spirit, nor have I ever thought of summoning you. I just hope that an outsider can tell me the 'truth' of this world."

"……Eh?"

The above is the opening remarks for Lian Su and Cu Chulainn to finally sit down and have a serious conversation.

The so-called heroic spirits are the existences that can enter the heroic seat after death by relying on their great achievements in life or legendary bonuses; and when they respond to the call of a human magician and come to the world, they are servants, and they will be given the power of this world at the moment of summoning. Knowledge.

What Lian Su needs is the knowledge endowed by the will of the world in Yingling's mind.

Whether the current history is correct, whether this world can really accommodate phantom species, and whether her actions are in line with history or changing the world... These are all things she needs to know.

As a summoner, she may not know anything about these things, but for the summoned servants, it is perfectly natural common sense, but——

"Cú Chulainn, are you listening to me?" The blond beauty frowned slightly with a slightly dissatisfied expression, which was no different from that of Uyf back then. It was blurred, making him mistakenly think that he seemed to have returned to the days when he was still in the land of shadows.

... During those days when Wu Yifu was always by her side and never left, as long as she looked back, she would follow her and walk towards her arms calmly.

Subconsciously, he raised his hand and grabbed Lian Su's wrist as he did at that time.

Lian Su still didn't realize what the other party wanted to do, but in the next second, Cu Chulainn's handsome face immediately enlarged in her eyes, and those scarlet eyes were too close, so close that she could recognize the familiar terrible look in the other party's eyes at a glance. Things... ahhhhhhh, so that's why Heroic Spirits are not good. Even with the knowledge of later generations, they can't change their own attributes. For example, this male dog in heat has been dead for so long, can he control himself a little bit!

--"Snapped!!!"

The princess's cold palm slapped Cu Chulainn's face in an instant, the lightness was not much heavier than a cat's paw scratching, but Cu Chulainn also obediently retreated a little distance, it's a pity that it only took such a moment He was dishonest, he stuck out his hot and wet tongue and licked the other's soft and tender palm, Lian Su was startled, and subconsciously pulled his hand back forcefully!

Cu Chulainn's grip on her wrist was not light. When she pulled it suddenly, there was a crisp sound of bones, and it actually dislocated her wrist!

Lian Su himself didn't respond, but Cu Chulainn gasped in fright, and carefully held Lian Su's injured hand, his whole body was shaking during the treatment.

"...I'm talking about business with you, Cu Chulainn, and I don't have time to catch up with you."

Her tone sank, and there was already a hint of anger on her face. Cu Chulainn's lips tightened and he tasted the bloody taste of biting his cheeks again. He wanted to chat with her—even if it was just a belated sentence. He also wanted her to hear the long but worthless apology—but seeing her expression at this moment, he couldn't help but feel his heart tighten, and his blood vessels twitched and hurt.

So I thought again, what can't I do for her? The boring airs of a big man unconsciously killed his heart before he was alive, and now he is a heroic spirit and her follower, so no matter how big the rules are let go.

"……Feel sorry."

He whispered, not only for his previous actions, but also for what he did during his lifetime.

Lian Su closed her eyes, raised her hand to caress her chest, and took a breath to calm her beating heart. The other finger clasped on the back of the chair was so hard that it turned white.

After her heartbeat was no longer so scary, she said in a low voice: "I don't want to talk about what happened before you were alive. The Prince of Light has become a legend, and Wu Yifu has been dead for many years and even the bones can't be found. ...So now you only need to regard me as your master, and you don't need anything extra."

Cu Chulainn just stared at the movement of her pressing her chest, lightly pressing on her chest, trembling slightly because of the residual pain from the previous injury, no matter how you looked at it, he looked cute, he pursed his lips, and finally Still couldn't hold back and asked softly: "Are you in poor health now?"

Lian Su pressed her heart that had been restless since summoning Cu Chulainn, and her brows were almost frowned: "Naturally, it's not as good as it was then."

Mikoko of Light lowered her eyes, and her rough fingers, which had been holding guns and killing enemies on the battlefield all the year round, carefully rested on her other hand, and gently touched her thin and lonely wrist.

"Why have you lost so much weight, and there are only bones left?"

Lian Su narrowed her eyes: "Do you have to recall the past with me?"

Cu Chulainn lowered his head, and the great hero of Celtic mythology was so embarrassed that he was so guilty that he could not speak.

"It's not really... It's just that you have lost weight... You weren't in such a bad shape before, so I just want to ask, and I won't say anything more."

"Cuchulin... No, Setant." Lian Su interrupted him, his tone slowed down a lot: "I won't say, I don't want to, it doesn't mean I don't remember; I never showed sadness in front of you And pain, it doesn’t mean I haven’t had this kind of emotion, even if you and I barely meet again now, please don’t remind me of what happened back then, whether it was you leaving the Kingdom of Shadows or the gift you gave me when you left. What Kanglai left behind..."

When she said this, her voice paused, and Cu Chulainn also stopped breathing, and only the fragile appearance of the woman in front of her with trembling eyelashes and white lips was left in her eyes.

"...Please, don't talk about it."

Although Lian Su could not die, her blood relatives did not get her special power no matter in which reincarnation. No matter if they were parents, brothers, sisters, or children born by her, not only could they not live forever, but most of them were ill-fated or even died early. Died young, she could calmly accept her fate of few relatives, but she couldn't bear the pain of the death of her loved ones at any time.

Cu Chulainn looked at her face and felt cold fingers for a moment.

Conley, her Conley... was the last thing he took from her.

He closed his eyes, took a step back, and knelt down on one knee: "—Yes, master."

Out of the corner of Cu Chulainn's eyes, he caught a glimpse of the fingers that she was holding on to the handle of the chair finally loosened, and after relaxing, she was still trembling faintly from excessive force.

His Adam's apple rolled, and his back molars clenched so that his whole head tightened.After rearranging his thoughts, he regained the calm and respectful tone that the summoned servant should have when he spoke again: "Although the concept I got is vague, there are indeed problems in this world... It has been distorted, tampered with, And it's tampered with from the root—if you have to explain it, it's similar to a small world separated from human history. Although it may be distorted too much, it won't cause any problems for human history.

Well... there's always this feeling that I don't deserve this knowledge, but the truth is that not only do I have it, but I have enough magical powers. "

"...Magic power." Lian Su touched his wrist, no wonder he didn't feel the magic power being drawn, so it was the restraining force that gave the amount in advance when he summoned the heroic spirit.

"Ah." Cu Chulainn said softly, "Therefore, there is no need to supplement the master's magic power."

Lian Su let out a long sigh of relief, and slowly leaned back on the chair.

That's a certainty.

It's just that the restraining force sent her here, what on earth did she want her to do?Is it just repeating a known history?

Ah, it can't be regarded as known history, because Joan of Arc should be said to have completely changed her appearance.

There is also the feeling... since I summoned the heroic spirit, well, it should have been earlier, from the moment Joan of Arc appeared.

——Her life force is speeding up.

If her body was a fragile and cracked porcelain vase all her life, her vitality would disappear as she grew older as a human.Before Joan of Arc appeared, she could live to be more than 40 years old, and when Joan of Arc appeared, the speed of loss of life force began to increase unconsciously. Less than a year of life left.

Originally, I wanted to arrange the funeral, at least let Joan get a proper explanation... But if it is a distorted historical world, then it doesn't seem to matter.

Her real job is to consider how to strengthen Gaia's power on the basis that the world will not be destroyed-on this basis, it doesn't matter what the history of mankind is, as long as the scope of her work does not annoy Alaya on the human side It didn't matter; that's why she was given the position of Crowned Heroic Spirit but not an official Heroic Spirit.

...So this time the object of distortion is Joan of Arc, right?

Lian Su can probably guess that it's nothing more than the same old formula: taking away hope and giving it back, like the holy grail named the Universal Wishing Machine, it doesn't matter if people can kill each other or even fall into hell, as long as the final result is the original one. Just as expected.

What a big deal—in order to destroy the symbol of human hope, the Holy Maiden of Salvation of France, I started from the root.

——The child should have been back many times, right?

Such distorted and sickly crazy eyes, I don't know how many times they have been destroyed to become what they are now, presumably in the end they will become an avenger who wants to destroy the whole world.

Lian Su suddenly felt that there was nothing wrong with her dying earlier this time.

In a world that is much more boring than the last one, you can't do anything if you stay.

"...Kuchulin, I have a question to ask you." Lian Su, who was leaning back on the chair, was in a daze, and suddenly called out to the servant beside him.

The spearman raised his head upon hearing this, and waited quietly for her question.

"What will happen if you lose the people you value most? Will you degenerate from a noble hero to a terrifying evil spirit?" She laughed at herself after she had finished speaking. "...I asked the wrong person, so let's pretend I didn't say anything."

"...Do you mean that you feel that I have never had such a person in my life?"

"Anyway, this person can't be me, Cu Chulainn." Lian Su slowly closed her eyes, her soft blond hair scattered around her cheeks, with a special sense of slenderness and softness.

"After you go back, this experience is just a cold record. Even if you suddenly have any feelings, you will forget it - there was no chance for you to think about such boring questions before you were alive. Naturally, it will not be like this now that you are a heroic spirit. a feeling of."

"Then... master's words, do you have it?"

Lian Su opened his eyes upon hearing this.

The woman's eyes were empty and dead, like a handful of ashes after all the emotions had been burnt out, and even the gentlest gust of wind could easily dissipate them.

It's all drained, it's all dry, and you can't feel anything.

"—there was."

She said in a low voice, there was a kind of bewilderment in her tone, the heart of the person who could pierce was dripping with blood, and the pain was so painful that she couldn't breathe.

"But I always seem to be the one who gets left behind, too many times... So in the end, I can't even feel the feelings I should have after being abandoned."