Chaoying meets Two-dimensional [Comprehensive]

Emiya found someone who could drive and took the two of them to a nearby traffic station. Although Christine said that he could drive, Wei Gong refused. Just kidding, take out your driver's license and talk, otherwise you can drive Cars are only karts.

"..." Christine sighed with a complicated expression, "My mother is not as strict as you."

Wei Gong pretended not to hear.

An ordinary Jeep, with Romani Akiman as the co-pilot and she in the back seat.

She got in the car last, saw that he was not wearing a seat belt, and patted him on the shoulder to let him put it on. Unexpectedly, he looked blank. Christine didn't want to talk, so she opened the car door and got out of the car. The car door opened, and before he could react, the seat belt was fastened on him.

A small episode, no one in the car spoke, and soon arrived at the traffic station.

As soon as the two got out of the car, the man drove away in a hurry, and the words he wanted to thank could only be confided in the car exhaust. Christine glanced at the inexplicably depressed man, and said, "It's not safe here. You too, don't want to get in the car..."

Before he could finish his sentence, a bomb fell. He widened his eyes in horror, but he didn't react at all. The next moment, the scenery around him receded rapidly, and he fell heavily on the ground, with sharp pain coming from his back. came.

Tears welled up in the eyes and hung on the lids, and when Christine got up from him, he looked like he was about to cry.

"Calm down, it's just stray bullets, are you injured?"

"..."

"Mr. Akiman?"

"Ah? I'm fine, I'm fine," he sat up quickly, wiped his hands on his face, wiped away the tears, looked at the water marks on the back of his hands, and murmured, "Tears? Why would I... cry?"

"There is broken glass where you fell down." Christine carefully took off a large piece and showed him, "I wanted to save you, but I didn't expect to hurt you. I'm sorry."

The man with a huge reflex arc was still staring at the dried water stains on the back of his hand, and whispered to himself: "How could I cry?"

Christine: "Isn't the only sound a person makes when he comes into the world is crying?"

So why do you react like you can't accept shame to the limit.

"Well, you're right. Well, the traffic station is gone, how can we..."

This topic change is really blunt.

There's no need to delve into it, Christine asked him to find a place to hide by himself, and she was going to the traffic station to see if there were any survivors.

The man looked extraordinarily cowardly, even when he asked Tongxing, he worded it carefully: "Can I go?"

Christine: "You're helping out by being nice."

As soon as I said the words, I felt that it was inappropriate and would be annoying, so I wanted to add a few more words, but I didn't expect that although he was depressed, he had no dissatisfaction, and stared at her with clear and clean green eyes.

"Then you pay attention to safety."

"it is good."

Those are beautiful eyes.

It seems to know nothing about this world, full of innocent and ignorant babies.

She was thinking this while looking for someone in the ruins.

The stray|bomb exploded in a densely populated place like a traffic station, and nearby medical institutions and volunteers came over in a short while. People worked together to dig out bloody bodies or dying people from the ruins.

Christine sincerely felt how rare what Emiya did. He was so powerful that he could have become a [hero] with both fame and fortune, but he chose to be busy in this war-torn place.

Let her say what she said-let go of these needy people and go back to rest your body.

Wanting to start a business to make money, on the one hand, she is looking for opportunities to make up for the satellite that started with 4000 million US dollars, on the other hand, she needs money to support anti-war and volunteers.

May the world be a better place.

There were too many people in need of treatment, and Romani, ashamed to trouble others, asked for a medicine box, took off his clothes, and carefully touched the wound on his back with a cotton swab.

Christine's assistance in the search and rescue was over, and she saw this scene as soon as she came out. Naturally, she couldn't stand by and watch. Although she was trying to avoid stray bullets, she was responsible for not noticing the piece of broken glass.

She patted the dust off her body, wiped her hands with a towel, walked over naturally, took the cotton swab from his hand, and pressed it on the bleeding wound.

The man shuddered in pain, and bit his sleeve to let the exclamation die in his throat.

Christine went around in front of him, bent over to take some tools from the medicine box, looked up inadvertently, and saw that he was teary-eyed, but he didn't complain, and he looked cute and cute.

She continued picking glass for him, talking to him for distraction.

"how old are you?"

"21?"

Are you kidding me with your questioning tone?

"You haven't graduated from college at your age, why do you remember to visit the Holy Wall?"

"I just want to take a look..." The temple that was once worshiped by thousands of people has only one wall left.

"Are you going to travel around next time?"

"No, I want to find a place to live."

"An idea?"

"Tokyo, the weather there is very good, and the cherry blossoms are beautiful."

Christine added: "House prices are expensive and work is stressful."

As for the capital of the country, it’s all normal. Christine thought he should be aware of it, but unexpectedly, he seemed to be hit, and asked hopefully with a negative face: “Then is there any house that is not expensive and works? A city with less stress?"

"..." You really stumped me.

The broken glass was cleaned up during the relaxed chat, and the relationship between the two changed from calling each other "Mr. Akiman" and "Miss Monroe" to "Roman" and "Kerry".

Christine wiped the blood off him with a towel, and then began to wrap the bandages. His skin was delicate and smooth, like a newborn baby, probably because he hadn't seen the light all year round, and it was whiter than the women she had seen.

She suddenly laughed.

"What, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing. I remember chatting with my friends when I was a child. When I talked about the criteria for choosing a spouse when I grew up, I said that I wanted to find a boy who was very white and white to balance my family's African blood."

After all, the beauty in the United States is to be blond, fair-skinned and beautiful.Later, when I got older, I gradually lost my mind. It can be said that finding a very white boy together was Christine's first and last thought about the relationship between men and women.

Roman doesn't seem to have much experience in talking to people, well, he is very bad at talking, and he has realized it himself. He is very careful in every word, and doesn't know how to answer.

However, this time, he was silent for a while. Seeing the back of his fair hand, he blushed silently and rolled himself into a ball. As soon as she finished speaking, she couldn't wait to put on her clothes.

Christine found it interesting, what's the matter with this man?One by one is the same as a girl.

She then borrowed a car to take him to another traffic stop. On the way, Christine asked him what he knew about being hunted down while driving.

"It's Animsfia's opponent. Because of some coincidence, their patriarch and I can be regarded as friends, right? So those people set their eyes on me."

Christine asked curiously, "Are you also a magic...magician?"

"No, no, no," Roman shook his head like a rattle as if hearing something terrible, "I'm an ordinary person and have nothing to do with magic."

"Well, then when you go back, try to stay with the Animsfia you mentioned."

Roman pursed his lips and said nothing.

Although Wei Gong couldn't trust her driving skills, she drove very well and sent people to the traffic station smoothly.

Then the legendary magician appeared.

The magic bullet flew towards him at an extremely fast speed, and Christine didn't dare to push him anymore, nor would she use Storm Thunder in front of others when she was not an [Avenger].

In the nick of time, the scarlet chain sent the magic bullet flying, following the trajectory it had come to catch the sneak attacker out, no matter how hard he tried to break free.

Christine interrogated briefly, then turned around and asked Roman how to deal with this man, and then she saw a very interesting scene.

Although he said that he was an ordinary person, and he was indeed like this in terms of strength now, he still had memories of being King Solomon, and this would not change.

So he would be surprised, to be honest, he had never been so surprised that there was only one wall left of the sacred and inviolable Temple in Jerusalem.

He is a crown magician. In terms of summoning, no one has surpassed him since ancient times. Most of the 72 demon gods he summoned are demons from other dimensions.

That is to say, when other magicians are eager to reach the root, his eyes have already set his sights beyond the root, into the multidimensional universe.

In the multidimensional universe, there is a universe called the Crimson Universe, and its master is called Saitorak, and his attack method is like this, darker than blood, the magic power is woven into chains, and it is impossible to break free.

Christine watched with great interest the change in his expression, from disbelief to a certain understanding, her lips moved slightly, and although the voice was soft, she still caught it.

"...Sytorak's Crimson Chain?"

"........."

The other world is really interesting, full of talents everywhere, and they speak nicely, she likes it very much.

She met his shocked gaze, and said slowly: "When I demonstrated it to Wei Gong for the first time, even he, who is said to have studied at the highest magic school, didn't know what it was, and you, even Its origins can be described, ordinary people, huh?"

What he said made Roman's face turn red, and the ending sounded up, the teasing and joking meaning was even more embarrassing. It was too exciting for him, who had only been a human being for a year, to be exposed on the spot. baby!

"If I said," he said carefully, "isn't it a personality society now? My [personality] is precognition, would you believe it?"

Christine looked at him with a half-smile, as if to say, guess I believe it or not.

If you don’t believe it, there’s nothing you can do about it, he’s explained it!And she was the one who used the tricks casually, why is she so proficient in the tricks of the Crimson Universe Ruler.

"Would you believe me if I said," she imitated his way of speaking viciously, "I know a thing or two about magic?"

Roman: "..."