[Comprehensive] King's Best Friend

Chaldea was bustling like never before.

After all, with so many new members joining, it will naturally be lively. Such a theory is completely reasonable and established.However, considering Chaldea's huge base of staff, the newly joined heroic spirits are not a large number in comparison.

Therefore, the "lively" here has a few different meanings.

"You stop for me!"

With a loud roar, Mordred's figure appeared in the long corridor of Chaldea.

The young knight held Clarent in his hand, a scarlet light flashed from the edge of the sword, with awe-inspiring killing intent.

And the one running wildly in front of him was a flower magician with a flying cloak.

"No, if you stop at this time, you will definitely die."

The magician kept on walking, but his seemingly flustered movements were in fact with ease: "Don't look at me like this, the succubi's ability to escape is superb."

"...The guy who broke into my dream last night was you!?"

"...Dream?"

The Magician of Flowers blinked, clapped his hands suddenly after a moment, and sighed sadly: "Is that the dream of practicing swordsmanship with Mayne? Hey, isn't this just like your father, with no benefits at all? .”

"Also, it was just an accident that I strayed into your dream."

Seemingly not seeing the boy's darkening face, Magician of Flowers shook his finger: "I really want to go to Mei...Wow! It's so dangerous, throwing the sword over suddenly is too foul!"

Clarent rubbed the magician's cheek and sank deep into the wall behind him.The special defensive wall made of composite metal was vulnerable to a single blow, and countless dense cracks appeared in an instant.

bad, bad.It seems, it's not a joke...

Realizing that he was a little out of play, the flower magician immediately rubbed oil on the soles of his feet, blinked and rushed out towards a certain place, leaving the corner of the snow-colored clothes in a flash.

As soon as Mordred raised his hand, Clarent, who had plunged into the wall, flew back automatically. He moved and disappeared in place.

Fujimaru Tachika and Mayne were walking in the corridor of Chaldea.Waking up early in the morning, they planned to go to Olga Marie to clock in and report as usual.

When passing by the glass window on the wall, she naturally glanced towards it, and saw the blizzard that never disperses all year round, and the undulating mountains among the rolling clouds.

A silvery white.

At this time, she can realize very clearly that what she is currently in is a place that cannot be reached in the world.

"I don't know when I can go back to Fuyuki." She squinted her eyes, a little bit missing the nest that was left in Fuyuki.

"It's fine after everything is over." Mayne on the side spoke at the right time and comforted him: "It won't be too long, Master, I promise."

The heroic spirit's tone was not very impassioned, but it was this familiar calm that made the girl feel at ease.

Fujimaru Tachika nodded vigorously, as if she wanted to say something, but Mayne seemed to have sensed something, and suddenly stretched out his hand and pulled her aside.

At the same moment, a white figure quickly brushed past where she was just now.

A few seconds later, the white shadow that rushed over the head hurriedly floated back, and the familiar white cloak confirmed the identity of the person who came, and it was the Magician of Flowers.

"……Eh?"

Before Fujimaru Tachika realized what happened, the magician hid behind Mayne tearfully.

——Please cover!

Mayne raised his eyebrows slightly, and in the next second, he saw Mordred following him.

Mordred was taken aback when he saw Mayne at first, and reflexively wanted to put the sword back into its sheath, and stood obediently.

But soon, he noticed Merlin who was hiding behind Mayne, his expression froze, and then his face became more ferocious, and the explosion index soared.

"You bastard, if you have the ability, come out and challenge me one-on-one, what kind of knight will you retreat without a fight?"

"I was never a knight."

The Magician of Flower defended righteously, and at the same time pressed his chest with one hand, feeling the double beating that seemed to be absent in the chest cavity, and raised the corners of his lips vaguely.

The two of them talked one after the other through Mayne, one tied his hands and feet, and the other whispered secretly.

From the words of both parties, Mayne quickly understood the whole story.

"Dream?"

Carelessly chewing these two words, Mayne narrowed his eyes slightly and glanced behind him: "I said why did I feel abnormal last night."

"..."

The Flower Magician who was caught by the corner of the eye froze, and all the previous little pride turned into fly ash.

"If you really have the ability to break into my dream, I won't mind, it's just—"

"As a succubus, he should be able to enjoy himself in the dream world, but he was actually discovered by Mordred and revealed his true body."

As a member of the same family in a certain sense, Mayne knew that this flower magician had top-notch aptitude, but he didn't care about everything and only used [-]% of his strength.

Rollovers are also to be expected.

Mayne didn't say anything else, but the Magician of Flowers, who had sympathy, had developed to the point of self-loathing in the blink of an eye because of the other party's disgust at that moment.

The Flower Magician whimpered in his heart, while being troubled by this overly strong emotion, while masochistically trying not to reject it at all.

He was really hopeless.

"Fu-woo!"

A small scream suddenly sounded, and at the same time, a small figure rushed over quickly.

The little thing slammed into the flower magician like a cannonball, and the little claws flew and kicked the opponent's face.

The magician was caught off guard and staggered back a few steps.

"Ha! Well done!" Mordred raised the corners of his lips and applauded heartily.

Mayne looked intently and recognized the unknown creature: "Foufu?"

"—Fu!"

The little white cloaked beast called out as if responding, and turned around nimbly in the air. After adjusting its posture, it fell firmly into Mayne's arms.

Fufu rubbed Mayne's chest, narrowed her small eyes lazily, and glanced at the Flower Magician who was still covering his face and whimpering in pain.

So, when the flower magician looked up again, what he saw was Fufu lying comfortably in Mayne's arms.

After noticing his sight, the little beast shook its big furry tail, and raised its paw as if showing off.

"...How many people have you deceived with that cute appearance?"

In the old days, this little beast used its appearance to gain every advantage among the ladies. This makes the flower magician who has to work hard to win the favor of women occasionally feel unbalanced.

But this time is different.

Only this time, it wasn't just unbalanced, it was downright unbearable!

Fufu raised her head and yelled—Bastard Merlin, if you have the ability, do it!

As a victim who was thrown directly from a tower of paradise tens of meters high by a magician of flowers, Fufu said that she must step on Mei Liang's conscience.

As for another "Merlin"?No, Mayne is just Mayne and has nothing to do with the bastard Merlin!

Thinking of this, the little white beast shrank a little more into the embrace of the hero, as if marking its territory.

Seeing this, the Flower Magician took a deep breath: "Okay, I'm going to be angry, this time I'm really going to be angry!"

Not to be outdone, the little white beast roared back: "Fu!"

Fujimaru Tachika never knew how a Chihuahua would fight with others before, but now, looking at Fufu who was about to scratch the magician bald, she suddenly understood.

"Mordred, Lord Merlin... what are you doing here?"

At the moment when chickens were flying and dogs were jumping, a slightly hesitant voice came, and at the same time came the footsteps of a group of people.

Looking at the reputation, the armor that came into view instantly made people realize that it was the Knights of the Round Table.

"We are going to find the director of Chaldea, but there is something wrong now."

Mayne answered Lancelot who was the first to speak, and then he scanned Gawain and Tristan behind him, only to find that King Arthur was missing.

As if aware of his doubts, Tristan said: "The king went to look for you, but now it seems that he probably missed it."

Mayne nodded and didn't care, thinking about going to Al later.

Afterwards, the knights of the round table asked to go to the director with Mayne, because they wanted to know about the operating rules of Chaldea and see if they could receive any tasks.

Mayne didn't object.

The team grew stronger, and when everyone arrived in the command room, it seemed that it happened to be in time for the intermission.

Olga Marie rubbed her eyebrows and leaned against the wall, while Roman adjusted various buttons on the podium.

"Huh? You..."

Olga Marie quickly noticed a large group of people jostling in.

The knights of the round table walked up at the right time, and after explaining their intentions, they communicated with the heads of the institutions they currently belong to.

As for Roman—

"Meme, meme...!"

A good doctor stutters as he speaks.

Before Mayne could say anything, the Magician of Flowers, who was watching the show, was the first to laugh out loud: "I really didn't expect to be able to see this appearance... Well, what the hell?"

The sudden change of address later seemed deliberate and joking.

The flower magician who almost didn't even beat Fufu just now is in an extremely bad state of mind.

Mayne glanced at him lightly, but didn't speak.

However, Roman stood up from his chair as if he had been stepped on some landmine: "It's Romany Akiman!"

As if eager to cover up something, Roman quickly glanced at Mayne, and after finding that the heroic spirit's expression hadn't changed, he breathed a sigh of relief and felt an uncontrollable loss at the same time.

It wasn't until the device made an error report that Roman realized belatedly that his slightly trembling fingertips had pressed the wrong button at some point.

——I could feel the gaze of the silver-haired heroic spirit.

Long, long... At least for him, after a few seconds that were extremely long, Roman took a deep breath, tried to muster up the courage, and looked straight into the eyes of the heroic spirit.

Those were the rosy purple eyes once praised by the all-knowing and omnipotent King of Israel as "reflecting the stars".

In an instant, the heart suddenly stopped beating.

Roman tensed his fingers restrainedly, and slowly tightened his hands.

Well, don't be afraid.Just like that, he tried to strike up a conversation with Mayne, and then invited him to have afternoon tea together.He can do it, he will do it!

"plum……"

Mayne suddenly turned his head to look at the corridor behind him, and would have missed the moment when the pink-haired doctor opened his mouth.

Merlin next to him looked over tacitly, as if he had seen something very interesting through the walls.

Roman: "..."

He has saved up his courage qaq all his life

Do you dare to let him finish his sentence, you bastard... Hey!

Sadness flows like river.

Doctor Fenmao couldn't help crying.

All he did was stare at the back of the silver-haired heroic spirit, blinking and blinking his wet eyes abruptly.Afterwards, he worked hard without complaint... He looked at the display screen that was close at hand with full of resentment.

With just one glance, Roman immediately recognized that the source of the overwhelming magical power that was shining golden and frantically sounded the alarm was——

"……Gilgamesh."

Gilgamesh, back to Chaldea.

The author has something to say: Roman: Love is hard to express.