[Comprehensive] King's Best Friend

Red ink or something... Is such a casual magic circle really okay? !

No, if you think about it carefully, when Fujimaru Tatsuka summoned Mayne for the first time, it seemed that she didn't even have a magic circle... So, let's say it looks good this time, and it's fully prepared... right?

No matter how disturbed the young master was, the silver-haired hero just slightly raised his hand, and the red ink automatically floated out of the bottle mouth.

Then, the heroic spirit's fingertips were slightly spaced, and the ink was swung onto the ground, and following the heroic spirit's mind, the complicated lines were outlined little by little.

"I still don't understand something."

Fujimaru Tachika looked at the gradually formed magic circle, thought about what Heroic Spirit said just now, and asked in embarrassment, "Maen, you are already here, I want...how can I summon 'you' again?"

Mayne kept moving his hands, glanced at the girl from the corner of his eye, and replied, "The me standing here now is not complete."

Even if you look at the entire Seat of Heroes, his situation is extremely special.If it is explained in terms of magic, root, restraint, alaya consciousness, etc., Fujimaru Tachika probably can't understand it.

Therefore, leaving aside these investigations, let’s just look at the results——

"The power I can currently use is only a quarter of what it was in its heyday."

No, maybe even a quarter is still to be determined, after all, Moses' treasure is still left on the Seat of Heroes...

"You should still remember those four doors." Mayne said: "Every time I open one, I will recover a quarter of my strength, so it is necessary to summon again."

Moreover, it is not just a question of strength.

To give a simple example, Mayne, who has now been liberated from the name "Moses", has all the memories and emotions of being Moses.

However, for the remaining three vests whose real names have not been released, although Mayne also has the memory of these vests, it is more like watching the three stories from the perspective of God.

Even if he knows in his heart that the protagonist of these three stories is himself, it is really difficult to feel a sense of substitution.Even the cause and effect and fetters involved in it became blurred like a layer of mist.

and so……

"I understand." Fujimaru Tachika took a deep breath, and her gaze at the heroic spirit gradually became firmer: "If this allows you to find the important thing, Mayne, I will definitely do my best to help!"

The young master who made up his mind stepped into the magic circle under the watchful eyes of the heroic spirit.

With the injection of magic power, the magic circle emitted a dazzling light, shattering the originally dark night and shining brightly on one side.

Under the sudden light, Fujimaru Tachika closed her eyes reflexively.

And after the glaring white light dissipated, what appeared in front of her was the one she had seen before—the four gates standing in the dark space with a silent and majestic posture.

The first door, the one where Fujimaru met "Moses," is currently open.

From the outside, you can see the resplendent scene inside the door, which is the same as when she first saw it.Only this time, there was no silver-haired hero on the throne of the temple.

"Well, this is of course, after all, 'Moses' has been summoned away by me."

Fujimaru Tachika murmured, although it was just a meaningless soliloquy, but it relieved the suffocating dullness and stagnation in this space very well.

"Then next—"

Her eyes moved to the three doors behind.

【Once again, make the right choice】——I vaguely remembered that Mayne seemed to have said such words before coming here.

What is the right choice? ...To be honest, the three doors look the same except for the patterns on them, so how do you choose? !

"In terms of order, after opening the first door, of course the second door will follow!"

Fujimaru Tachika stretched out his hand, but when he was about to touch the door, he stopped abruptly: "Wait, actually, from a symmetrical point of view, one and...four, like this, will it be possible? better?"

The space fell into silence for a while, and finally, the girl who had been struggling for a while came to the third door: "Okay! It's you who decides!"

——Since he hesitated on the second and fourth, then let's go to the third! (kimbo)

Not wanting to give herself a chance to repent, Fujimaru Tachika slapped both hands on the door, and pushed it inside with all her strength.

- The door opened.

At this moment, what appeared in front of the girl was not the imaginary palace, Huayu and dazzling beauty at all.

It's the exact opposite, such as the scene of the end of the world——

The black-red sky, dyed by the flames, stretches into the endless space. This should not be the sky, but the reflection of the abyss, the projection of hell.

Under the sky, there are ruins, bones and black smoke.In addition, the most striking thing is the 72 huge stone pillars that penetrate the sky and the earth.

The wind and snow blowing from nowhere, mixed with explosive flames, whizzed past the stone pillars, but finally sank into the shadow cast by the stone pillars, and died without a wave.

This seemed to usher in the end scene, and for a while, Fujimaru Tateka felt a sense of time and space disorder, as if he had returned to the scene where the red king fell from the sword.The despair that only oneself is left in the world is like a tarsal maggot, rushing towards the face.

The mind was violently turbulent, but—Fujimaru Tatsuka did not forget why he came here after all.

"call--"

Taking a long breath to calm down her heartbeat, Fujimaru Tatsuka tried to calm herself down, and then searched around for the figure she expected to see.

After a while, Fujimaru Tateka came to the nearest stone pillar - this stone pillar was like countless entangled vines or tentacles, the gaps were filled with eyes, and it looked very intrusive.

Not holding on for three seconds, she hurriedly looked away, and because of the uncontrollable anxiety, she couldn't help but look around, calling urgently: "Maen... are you here?"

The door that came in behind has disappeared without a trace, there is no other way out, so...

"I'm here to look for you, please come out and meet me." Putting aside his hesitation, Fujimaru Tateka held his breath and said so.

"..."

No one answered.Except for the bursting flames and the howling wind, there was no other sound.

Not knowing whether it was disappointment or relief, Fujimaru Tateka slumped her shoulders and knocked her head in frustration.Just thinking about what to do next, suddenly, she heard a light snort.

The voice seemed to be coming close to her ears, it was very light and faint, but it inexplicably made her tremble, and a sense of coldness rose from the depths of her soul.

Fujimaru Tachika shivered suddenly, turned her vision around, but didn't see anyone, but as time went by, she could indeed feel more and more obvious movements——

Something is approaching, the bearing should be...up!

The moment he reacted, Fujimaru Tateka raised his head suddenly, and then saw the figure falling at high speed.

"boom--"

A few strands of silver hair flashed past his eyes, and then there was a loud noise that pierced the eardrums.Accompanied by the sudden collapse of the ground, a figure appeared behind the smoke and dust.

"... Mayne?" He obviously hadn't seen the other person's face clearly, but Fujimaru Tatsuka had this feeling inexplicably.

And when the billowing smoke cleared, the person who appeared in front of her was indeed exactly the same as the Mayne in her memory.

Almost couldn't help walking over happily, but after a few steps, Fujimaru Tachika stopped.

Not far away, the silver-haired heroic spirit stared at her so coldly, like a high god looking down on the ants, and was extremely cold and even demeaning towards the struggle of the weak.

Heroic Spirit is no longer wearing a simple and simple white robe, but a very gorgeous, complicated and almost fancy dress.The robe corners of the costumes are fluttering with the wind and snow, like an unreachable cloud.

"You, are you Mayne?" Fujimaru Tachika tensed her body, like a cat with its hair blown against the corner of the wall.

"of course."

Heroic Spirit slowly raised the corners of his lips, that overly cold and sharp arc had an extremely cruel beauty: "This name belongs to me, there is no doubt about it."

Fujimaru Rika: "..."

"Why, can't believe it, or...don't want to believe it?" Yingling narrowed his eyes casually, and the bottom of his purple eyes was full of sticky malice: "Among the three doors, the person who chose me with his own hands, It's you."

"—Congratulations on drawing a joker card, my... master."

The silver-haired heroic spirit leaned down and whispered in the girl's ear.

……

Fujimaru Tatsuka hadn't figured out what happened when she was thrown out of the Heroic Seat.

"Master."

Hearing the familiar voice, Fujimaru Tachika immediately turned her head and looked over, the moment she met those familiar purple eyes, the girl could hardly help crying: "Maen, I just met a ...May, Mayne?"

The unfinished words stopped abruptly.

The silver-haired hero suddenly raised his hand and pressed his forehead, his closed eyes trembled slightly, and his brows furrowed forbearance.

"You, are you okay?" Fujimaru Tachika got up with a grunt, helpless and anxious.

"...Probably, there is a little problem."

With the liberation of the "devil god", not only the strength returned, but also the emotions of that period.

All the "stories" that were only God's perspective before became empathetic at this moment.Too many chaotic negative emotions swept over like a monstrous tsunami, and even the level of reason of "Moses" couldn't stop it.

The saint and the demon god, the two selves started a tug-of-war in the space of consciousness.

After an unknown amount of time, Mayne slowly opened his eyes.

Fujimaru Tachika watched the hero closely and didn't speak, but his worry was completely palpable.

"Sorry, Master." Mayne said something that seemed nonsensical.

However, Fujimaru Tachika sensed the sudden rise of the heroic spirit, and suddenly understood——

"If doing this can make you feel better." Fujimaru Lixiang said: "I won't stop you."

——What should I do if I need to vent too many negative emotions?

—Of course it was a big scene!

Thus, in the next instant, an invisible force centered on the heroic spirit suddenly spread across this wilderness, sweeping across the entire area in an instant.

This undisguised, extremely high-profile aura is like ringing a bell in a silent night, making the existence of the heroic spirit extremely dazzling in an instant.

That is to say—the current Mayne has been completely and thoroughly exposed!

"...What a powerful aura!" The spear knight named Diarmuid, who was about to release his breath to invite a battle near a certain abandoned warehouse street, raised his head in astonishment and amazement.

Then, thinking that this was exactly what he was going to do, the knight smiled wryly: "It seems that someone took the lead..."