[Comprehensive] Daily life of the retired savior

My force value has always been a mysterious statistic in Chaldea.

Theoretically, I should not be the opponent of any Heroic Spirit, but in fact, I also play an important output role on the battlefield. At night, I have to "invite" some people who don't know how to appear on the bed, so I can close up with one hand There is no obstacle to beating "delicate and weak" magicians... I'm talking about magicians in the traditional sense, not about Hong A and his family.

For the magician in front of him, let's call him Mr. "" for the time being.After he was beaten so badly that even my mother couldn't recognize me, I stopped and let out a breath: "Are you asking Merlin to help you open your mouth and say something, or do you do it yourself?"

Even if Merlin is regarded as a master of magic by Ying Jili, no one is willing to be fooled by him. If he finds out the contents of a series of articles that surfaced to the cool beauty a few days ago, they will live!So the husband was very happy to ask and answer ten questions, anyway, as long as he knew the information, he would broadcast it all, and finally looked pitifully at the half-nightmare behind me.

Merlin: "...Aster makes me feel sick, I don't want to observe this kind of human being at all..."

He said so, and still drew a circle with his staff to temporarily detain the husband. As an important witness, we must ensure that he survives until he confronts the clock tower face to face.

This night, with the help of the leading party, we basically swept away all the hidden magic devices, large and small, in Yokohama. Only when the bell of the city hall rang did we realize that it was past two o'clock in the morning, and there was no thick fog to assist the augmentation magic. Gradually becoming thinner, at least not to the extent that the visible distance is less than one meter.

The people with supernatural powers who were hidden by the dense fog slowly appeared, and the two worlds merged again.It can be seen that another parallel space that was forcibly separated by supernatural powers has been smashed into tatters, and most of the trauma was gently erased by the suppression force after entering the main world. Only the central area where the incident broke out could not be cleaned up—— However, it was originally a ruin, and no one would care if it became more miserable and dilapidated overnight.

Two worlds merge, with good and bad.The good thing is that I finally don't have to continue to play games across servers, and the whole picture of the so-called "singularity" finally appears in front of me. The bad thing is... Hong a Ma Ma, look, there are people flying in the sky!

And dragons!Fantasy!Represents cherishing magic materials~

Mama, let's grab the head, ah no, let's grab the leader, Chuya won't be angry...probably...

The advantage of bringing an archer is that you can shoot an arrow through the heart from a super long distance. As long as the timing is right, no one can't get the head.Emiya projected that the weapon was leaning against the trembling foundation in a standard posture, and the bowstring was fully drawn to precisely aim at the red dragon entangled in the skeletal plug that was constantly producing pollutants.The moment the bowstring was released, the arrow flew away, and at the same time, we watched Zhongya sticking to the roof of a skyscraper, lifting the whole building and stuffing it into the dragon's mouth...

— nothing to say.

Coach, this question is beyond the outline!

Is this really human?

Human beings are like this, so there is no need for protection, I want to apply for retirement!

"Anyway..."

I temporarily called the intelligence officer and asked him to hack all the equipment that may monitor this place at this time.

Just... just change the data a little bit, otherwise I have strong doubts about whether Zhongya Zhongya can live to the age of mid-life crisis in safety.

He is too powerful, and he himself is engaged in a job that is stepping on the edge of the law. I can imagine how many more bbs will deliberately target whispers after this incident.Although Chuya himself would absolutely regard such nonsense as buzzing flies, as a friend, I will always try my best to save him.

The red dragon turned into a mass of red fireworks and exploded and disappeared. Emiya opened his fuchsia shield to block the building debris falling from the sky.In order not to be buried alive here, I took the Heroic Spirit and Mr. Trophy and moved decisively towards the center of the incident.I have never been to that location. It is located in the center of the Yokohama Concession, adjacent to Leibo Street, an extrajudicial place. The originally dark fortress has turned into a weird and ridiculous appearance. The thick fog gradually thins out, but

did not disappear.

After walking forward for a certain distance, a figure in a white cloak appeared in front of me. The Russian youth seemed to be in a happy mood as if he had just walked out of a ball——

"It's a nice evening, ma'am, may I invite you to dance with me?"

"Mr. Dostoevsky, the night is dim, and it is better for a stranger not to wander around. Miss Okita, please 'escort' this kind Russian."

If I don't know if there is such a thing here, I will write the name upside down.

Ms. Okita, who had been demolished all night, drew her knife out of its sheath and appeared behind Dostoevsky in an instant. The thin and sharp blade hung firmly beside his carotid artery: "Please."

"Ah, you are so enthusiastic and unrestrained."

I picked up the broken bricks on the ground and threw it out and gave him a face-to-face: "Control your adjectives."

Maozi didn't dodge and took a gravel attack, and immediately raised his hands, closed his mouth and calmed down very wisely.

After about 10 minutes, Dostoyevsky looked at the building that had been torn into pieces and laughed: "The supernatural power of a person with supernatural powers is a crime in itself. How can this kind of almost uncontrollable violence continue to exist... …Miss Savior, don’t you think that this world doesn’t need people with supernatural powers at all?”

It has nothing to do with the world setting this kind of thing, my job is human security.You can't let the bug fixer have to be responsible for planning and copywriting, right? This kind of labor intensity will definitely be punished to death. Let me tell you.

This bad guy has no good intentions!

Keeping the character and character of the savior, I took a very deep look at him: "Everything that exists has its rationale; since it is alive, it should continue to live. In my eyes, there has never been a sinner. In my hands, There was never a punishment."

All the troublemakers were blown away, and whoever can do it will gossip so much with you.

Dostoevsky's smile that seemed to be glued to his face with super glue disappeared. The discord between the three views means that there is no agreement at the root, and the best partner without common interests is nothing but a tasteless one.

"So, you were blinded by the man's rhetoric?"

"Language is a sin, breathing is a sin, and thinking is also a sin. No one can escape from original sin. I hope this world can be forgiven and redeemed..."

I took half a step back like I was insane and glanced at this guy suspiciously. Merlin lowered his head and whispered in his ear at the right time: "He's stalling for time."

Delaying time means that there is someone ahead who needs to be rescued or captured.

I gave Ms. Okita a look, and she stabbed Maozi with a knife: "Be honest."

"go!"

After walking forward for more than ten minutes, a group of mercenaries appeared in front of me very politely, hoping to take Dostoevsky away from my hand.

Oh, this guy probably arranged the escape route in advance, so I directly dialed Mr. Sakaguchi's phone number: [Hello, I am an enthusiastic citizen passing by innocently.Some foreign illegal organizations entered the country illegally and caused troubles to my personal and property safety.The coordinates are as follows, please airdrop aid. 】

Mr. Sakaguchi was as reliable as ever, and the Kung Fu reinforcements arrived after Hong A exercised his lower body and played games with the mercenaries. Mr. Dostoevsky with his hands on his hat was handed over to the police uncle with live ammunition... ...don't thank me, I'm essentially a good guy all along.

Watching a group of people escort a rice ball away quickly, I was very concerned about the strange smile on Dostoevsky's face when he left.Continue to walk forward and catch a few more magicians who did not have time to escape according to the information given by the husband, and then bumped into a half-fallen load-bearing wall not far from the skeleton. Osamu Dazai and Chuya Nakahara...

My Schrödinger boyfriend: "...!"

Chuya Nakahara in his arms: "zzzz~"

I:"……?"

"E, Emiya, give Minamoto Raimitsu a call for me, thank you!"

"Understood, aster, do you need to teleport the heroic spirit?"

"No, just say... I miss my mother very much."

A ray of light exploded in the sky, the fog had completely dispersed, and it was almost dawn.

With sharp eyes, Red A saw an aircraft with a rather strange system hovering at low altitude, took a photo and sent it to Mr. Sakaguchi, and he quickly replied that it was the aircraft that Yingjili was planning to airdrop combustion-type superhumans.

I glanced at my heroic spirit. After releasing a command spell, the archer forcibly chanted and shook his head. The inherent barrier blocked the "unknown origin" military aircraft that violated the airspace of other countries. The cold weapon dismembers this thing.At this moment, the ruins and the red and black explosion flames are reflected behind me. I guess I really look a bit chaotic and evil.

"Go back to Chaldea, turn to the clock tower and smash the scene!"

"Wait, Lixiang sauce, listen to my explanation!"

The guy who was left behind by me, wearing a foreign-style white suit and specially made a hairstyle, stretched out Erkang's hand, and before I could react, Merlin smiled evilly and pressed the button to apply for Chaldea's recovery transmission for me.

The power of technology prevented the human-shaped black mud Holy Grail from polluting the Savior. I only had time to stare at the two people who couldn't get out of the entanglement. I walked past God and saw Sheba, who was so familiar that I couldn't be more familiar.

The monitoring data shows that human nature has returned to normal, and the singularity has been successfully repaired-although I don't know how it was repaired.

Presumably to get rid of that unexplained plane...?No body means no murder, so everyone can sit back and pretend they're dazzled when they think about it.Although I will definitely continue to investigate when I go back afterwards, all the clues hidden under the water will surface after the timeline is extended. Naturally, more people who don’t want to be chess pieces will try to make fake "dizzy" into real "dizzy". "