[Comprehensive] Why am I not dead yet?

On this day, Chaldea welcomed the young master Fujimaru Tachika who was going to the singularity of the subspecies, and the servants he brought with him when he went... and a male who was (forced) to take in at the singularity Joan of Arc.

The moment Joan of Arc walked out of the spirit particle transmission device, the heroic spirits and staff present who gathered to watch were stunned.

The young man with a handsome and beautiful face can clearly see the different tough lines between men and women. His figure is taller than the other two women's Joan of Arc, and the style of his armor has also been partially adjusted.

Fortunately, Chaldea already had a male King Arthur and a lot of experience with Artoria before, so even if the singularity brought back a male Joan of Arc this time, everyone said that it is not very difficult to accept.

What caused the commotion was not the "appearance of a male Joan of Arc", but the fluctuation of this Joan of Arc's abundant magic power—"It's strange, is this the state after the last Ascension of the Spirit Foundation?" The staff who did the basic inspection looked at the data in their hands in amazement.Restricted by the master's qualifications and the hidden faults left by the previous Chaldea explosion, most of the summoned heroic spirits are only in the most basic state, and their strength is also the lowest.

But this one is in an extremely perfect state.

"Speaking of it, his situation is very similar to that of Chaldea's little Joan of Arc." Fujimaru Tatsuka glanced at the indifferent Joan of Arc, and explained to the curious Chaldean staff who were watching: "He was born The singularity is not like Hei Zhen who obtained the spirit base by confirming his own "wish", but purely because of a certain wish and a huge magic power formed a pseudo-Heroic Spirit, so Her Royal Highness created for him a soul that can be fixed as a servant Ji, the original words are 'Anyway, I have done everything, so I will help you avoid the follow-up work'... like this."

The so-called spirit base is the [container] that carries the heroic spirits to manifest in the present world. The concept of this container is extremely vague. Most of the followers are from the legends of later generations. Then, in response to the summoning, he descended into the world as a high-level familiar.

However, no matter what period the heroic spirit is, there is a reputation bonus of the place of birth and a distorted part of the legend of the later generations. In this way, although the followers also have a powerful bonus of popularity and strength, they will also have a certain scale due to the influence of the legend of the later generations. Changes, from character attributes, class skills, to the original character of this person, these will be distorted to a greater or lesser extent.

A more obvious example is Vlad Tepes Dracula, the Grand Duke of the Principality of Wallachia. What made him famous was not his achievements in protecting the country, but because he was modified and compiled into a novel because of his brutal actions during his lifetime, that is, The world famous "Count Dracula the Vampire".

Therefore, most of the time, he came to the world not as a noble hero who protects the country, but as a notorious vampire. This is a typical example of his popularity surpassing his own merits.

As for the pure use of powerful magic power plus certain obsessions, desires and other things to forcibly fix it to build a spiritual foundation, there are also examples, such as the black mad king, Cu Chulainn after the reversal—but This one is because the original body itself has this possibility, and he also has a very strong willpower, which seems to have easily fixed the spirit foundation.

If it weren't for the former two cases, then the vast majority of those who have similar situations can't even have their names, and they are just relatively powerful shadow followers. The self-awareness is also unable to control the monster normally.

As for the matter of building a spiritual foundation, it is not easy to say, but it is really hard to say that it is difficult-the real difficulty is the consummation of this Joan of Arc, if it is not for Chaldea's dependence Various magic materials increase the level of the spirit foundation, which means that the person who builds the spirit foundation has a huge and thick magic power level that is almost terrifying.

Fujimaru Tatsuka recalled the relaxed look of the princess who came back to give people and gifts at that time, and couldn't help shivering.

...Fortunately, in this singularity, the opponent can barely be counted as one of our own. Such a guy is really terrible as an enemy.

After all, with that level of combat power and the background situation that has not been understood so far, I have no idea whether the heroic spirits on my side will rebel, and even a momentary hesitation is a terrible thing.

"Then, Master, I'll take my younger brother to rest first." Joan of Arc came closer, and both Joan of Arc and Fujimaru Tatsuka were stunned by the address, "It's fine with me, but is it okay to call it that, my lord? "

"He, like Hei Zhen, was born out of respect for the queen, right? Anyway, now the other two Joan of Arc of Chaldea are also called my sisters, and it would be fun to have another brother." Bai Zhen didn't care Waving his hand, Heizhen and Heizhen dragged away the new brother one by one, Fujimaru Tachika could only laugh and watch the white-haired boy who frowned slightly being dragged away by the other two reluctantly, He took a few steps back and sat down on the chair, heaving a sigh of relief.

"Hey, you obviously don't have any wounds on your body and your magic power hasn't been consumed on a large scale like in the past. Why do you look so tired?" A staff member in a white coat walked up to check and teased him, Fujimaru Tachika just smiled a little before being pushed to rest by the others.

...It is true that he was not injured, nor did he run out of mana.

But it's just very tired... Fujimaru Tateka stopped in the corridor, and sighed slowly.

When I looked up again, I saw a section of white curly hair hanging on the corner of the corridor not far away, which looked like Fufu's tail. Fujimaru Tateka worked hard to get up a little bit of energy, and walked up tiptoe, preparing to try to give Jia The Ledi mascot made a sneak attack, but was first startled by a large pile of fluff around the corner.

"——Merlin?" The flower magician looked extremely strange, his muscular arms were weakly propped against the wall, his brows were tightly knit, his face was pale, he looked very painful and uncomfortable, let alone Merlin, there was no relevant sickness legend Whether or not the Heroic Spirit has a curse such as illness, it would be strange for him to huddle in such a place.

No, Merlin should still be alive. After all, he said he came from Avalon... So this is not a problem of Heroic Spirits, but her own fault?

Fujimaru Tatsuka looked up, and there should be several Joan of Arc's rooms not far away.

"...Ah, it's Lixiang. It's okay with me. It should be said that it's an old problem." Merlin reluctantly raised his head and showed a very weak smile at the young man. He was sweating cold, but he didn't look like he was okay at all.

"It happened before, but fortunately, it's still within the tolerance range... But this time, it's a little bit beyond my tolerance... It's okay, just let me take it easy."

"Even if you say that..." Fujimaru Tachika frowned and mixed him up. It took a lot of effort for a tall servant with B-level muscle strength to help him up. Tachika couldn't help but help him to the chair. He spit out a sentence: "So why is a magician a muscle b?"

"Ah... After all, I don't like magic very much. The spell is too long and I will occasionally bite my tongue. Compared with reciting the spell, it's better to pick up the holy sword and kill people faster, right?"

Although the magician is still unable to hide his weakness, he has recovered his usual bright and brisk smile and answered the master's question: "So I am not very good at attack magic, but when it comes to adding various attributes to people to improve performance , and spells with good effects, I can recite them very quickly!"

"...Well, but I'm still curious about why you're lying here. Normally, you can't walk at the gate of Artoria." Fujimaru Tachika couldn't help complaining.

"Hahahahahaha... Strictly speaking, it's not my own relationship. I'm still very happy to meet my king here, but from my personal point of view, I don't feel uncomfortable every time I see her. To the point of not moving."

He caressed his heart, chuckled and said in a low voice: "——It's the relationship here. The heart beating here is different from the owner's appearance. The type of child who would feel heartache after suffering like that.”

...Fujimaru Tachika very cooperatively showed a rather disgusting expression.

I've never heard of such a boastful person.

Merlin didn't look angry either, and asked back with a smile, "Would you like to hear my story?"

"Hey, isn't it the king's story this time?"

"Well, it would be nice to tell a little bit about myself—how, do you want to listen?"

The boy nodded.

Merlin stretched his fingers, stroking his chest, with a gentle expression, full of some heavy feelings that seemed too deep for him.

"Strictly speaking, this story should be the story of the lake fairy Vivienne and Merlin."

what.

Fujimaru Tachika blinked, remembering.

Vivienne, the Fairy of the Lake, appeared many times in the legend of King Arthur. The most famous one is the Fairy of the Lake who gave Excalibur to King Arthur, and even gave the Knights of the Round Table a sword commensurate with their identities. In Chaldea alone, there are Gawain's rotating sword of victory and Lancelot's lake of no regrets. Secondly, in the legend about Merlin, as a woman who was admired by Merlin, in the end, it was her The woman who was sealed into Avalon.

But looking at it now, the facts seem to be somewhat different from the legends.

The land full of flowers, the darkness that cannot be invaded, the ideal land where the sun shines, and the clairvoyance possessed by crown-level magicians, is it really a black prison of pain and despair?

"What's more, what did you say to seal your Vivienne, Avalon was you who entered Avalon by yourself?"

"Hahahahahaha... Anyway, there is also the woman who defeated me in my legend, and there are more or less twisted parts of the legend of later generations."

"—Actually, at the very beginning, it was Vivian who liked me first."

With a somewhat smug tone, Merlin began his narration: "She and I are actually childhood sweethearts, she practiced swordsmanship and was very proficient in making swords, while I was active among humans and practiced magic. "

Even for a frivolous character like Merlin, he still has at least some self-consciousness.

I am a hybrid foreign body of succubi and human beings, while others are pure human beings or goblins. Even Vivian, who is a childhood sweetheart, cannot personally understand what he is.

Compared with this relatively ignorant succubus, the fairy in the lake more clearly reflected her pity for the girl who took on the identity of the king... Thinking about it later, that kind of reaction was more like a mother-like role Anger at seeing his beloved little girl being harmed—although Merlin couldn't understand it at all.

The magician would listen to the elf in the lake suppressing his anger while smiling, staring at her golden eyes, and feeling his empty chest filled with love.

...But don't get me wrong, he is a succubus, even if he is only half blooded, he is still a cold-blooded monster born with human emotions as his food.

The beautiful elf who muttered that she couldn't let this guy harm other girls chose to use her feelings as bait, and raised the magician in front of her for an incomparably long time, calmly bearing that the other party would never respond to her heart fact.

Fujimaru Tatsuka blinked unresponsively.

"To put it another way, you are just enjoying other people's feelings, and you have been in love with Vivienne for so many years as if nothing happened when both parties knew that you would not respond?"

"Yeah... because it was Vivienne who proposed it first, so I agreed." His complexion has recovered a bit, "What do you think the ending of this story is? It was Vivienne who finally saw through me, the scum The essence of my life then forsaken me, and sealed me at the end of Avalon?"

No, not at all.

When Merlin said this, he smiled at the current master as if nothing had happened.

——It was not until a long time later that this man who had been complacent for a long time realized that he was just an important but unnecessary supporting role in her life.

He put his hands on his chest, slowly closed his fingers, and tightly grasped the soft material under his palm. "Why do you think my heart hurts, Master."

"—This heart belongs to her... Now it's her who hurts, not me."

The soft heart that was supposed to be beating in the chest of the fairy in the lake represented the weakest, saddest and gentlest part of that woman, but was dug out by the other party and sent into his chest.

So now that he has become the owner of the heart, he will no longer feel heartache, and he, the keeper, feels all the pain she has experienced because of the heart in his chest.

—to experience for herself all that she had loved, all that she had hated, all that she had tried desperately to hold on to but had to give up.

"Now I know who she has loved and whom she has hated, whether those feelings are strong or weak...you only need to meet one person to know who she is, but there is only one thing that makes me really sad, Master—— "

The flower magician said to the boy with a smile on his face.

"—when I look at myself in the mirror, her heartache... is the fastest to disappear."