Radiant Enemy

In the forum, backups, transfers, and deletions of records were being performed frantically, while Young Hill on the other side was sitting in Arash's arms, starting a new day.

"What's wrong?" Arash asked worriedly when he saw that the child in his arms seemed to be shivering while holding e-young Hill.

At the moment, Young Hill is wearing the costume made by Medea Lily. According to her preference, it is a Greek-style style. The small body is wrapped in soft and silky cloth, and the shoulders are decorated with blue gem buckles. Complemented with those piercing eyes.

After all, Arash is also a Heroic Spirit who once brought Hilgna with him, so he is very comfortable with it, whether it is feeding, exercising and playing with Hilgna, or reading a storybook for him, he seems to be able to handle it with ease.

Often Hilgna didn't need to call him, Arash had already prepared what he needed.

Moreover, Arash treats Young Hill with an equal and natural attitude, which makes Young Hill very comfortable when getting along with him.

The only downside, probably, is that Arash's taste in food is far from Young Hill's.

Young Hill was sitting in Arash's arms, his feet dangling in the air, even if he didn't need to grab Arash's skirt, he didn't have to worry that he would fall from his hands.

Arash's muscular arms and clairvoyance wouldn't let that happen.

"Are you going to find Jason today?" Arash asked with a good temper.

"Well, we have an appointment with Jason." You Xier nodded.

Although most of Jason is bragging about his deeds of obtaining the Golden Fleece on the Argo, but it is undeniable that Jason's story is vivid, which makes Young Hill very fond of it.

But on the way to Jason's place, Arash met with Young Hill and Blackbeard.

Blackbeard, who was talking about taking care of You Hill before, was actually just planning to use the light of this cute and handsome woman to let those women who fit his preferences approach him, but the premise of taking care of You Hill is that he is a black man. For the sake of the beard, it has been cut off.

Not to mention taking care of him, now he is ordered not to get close to Young Hill within a radius of 20 meters, Blackbeard managed to get his life back from Gilgamesh, and naturally he will not touch those who actually possess The desire is too heavy to kill the mold of the heroic spirits.

Just like now, Arash greeted Blackbeard with a hearty smile on his face, but turned his arms around, pulling the white-haired child's body towards him, so as not to let those blue eyes meet the 'dirty boy'. Dirty stuff'.

Blackbeard greeted lazily, not paying attention to Arash's movements.

But in the blink of an eye, he seemed to think of something again. The tall pirate turned his head and said to Arash, who had already walked some distance: "By the way, little brother of the archer, the knight of the round table that the female king of knights belongs to seems to be the same as the male The Kings of Knights have united, be careful, okay?"

"The little friend you protect like an eyeball now, maybe it will be in someone else's arms after a while."

After deliberately saying these words in a strange tone, the black beard who let out a bad breath snorted and ran away quickly before Arash could react.

Are you kidding me, why don't you just run away and wait for Arash's arrow rain to attack? !

Arash stared at Blackbeard's back for a while, and finally continued to walk forward.

"Are you angry, Arash?" You Xier keenly sensed the change in the mood of the brown-skinned hero who was holding her, put his arms around his neck, and asked in a low voice.

"Of course not." Arash raised a smile and comforted Young Hill.

But soon he was defeated under the expression of disapproval: "Well, a little bit. But that is also aimed at Blackbeard. His attitude of mentioning you so lightly is really unlikable."

In fact, Arash's words are already very gentle and euphemistic. Blackbeard's reputation in Chaldea is almost equated with cockroaches among some female heroic spirits - although there are no cockroaches in Chaldea.

"It's okay, after all, I'm not gold, and it's impossible for everyone to like me—besides, even if it's gold, some people will dislike me."

Young Hill gently rubbed his cheek against Arash's face - he found that as long as he did this action, all the demands he raised could be satisfied, and the person who was rubbed by him would also show a happy smile.

Killing two birds with one stone, why not do it?

Um?It's shameful to say he's cute?You Xier didn't know anything, he was just a weak, innocent and pitiful child!

Therefore, the Shura field caused and expanded will be left to him in the future to solve. Since he has the ability to build such a huge Shura field, he will definitely be able to restore the Shura field—Young Hill has this confidence in his future self .

When Young Hill was picked up by Arthur, to be honest, he was taken aback by the scene in front of him.

Behind the blond-haired and blue-eyed king, the line of silver-armored knights lined up were all heroic, handsome or elegant, and when he saw Young Hill, Arthur, the leader, knelt on one knee, letting his sight and white hair The child remained at the same level, showing a bright smile: "I'm here to welcome you, Hill."

It was as if the king was going out on a grand tour to meet his queen.

It's just that such a row of faces made You Xier couldn't help but rubbed his eyes, stared blankly at the palm extended towards him, and then slowly put it on it.

When he put his hand on it, he didn't know if it was Young Hill's illusion. He seemed to hear the relief of the knights of the round table behind King Arthur.

Arthur seemed to be holding a child for the first time. Although his posture was standard, his whole body was tense. When he walked forward step by step, Young Hill almost suspected that they were not actually going to the cafeteria, but Walk the red carpet leading to the wedding chapel.

Such exaggerated actions did not end until they arrived at the restaurant.

Although he is used to being watched, such a level of attention really made it impossible for Young Hill to scoop up the food in front of him—even though the large bowl of mashed potatoes in front of him was a big one that he could not move his chopsticks for a long time. reason.

The taste is very fragrant and the portion is very large, but the visual effect is too violent. The mashed potatoes are already full in the bowl, like a crumbling mountain, about to fall on Young Hill's head.

He vaguely heard the voices of Bedivere and Tristan: "Who asked Gawain to prepare the food? Isn't this a lost game?"

"I obviously asked Wei Gong-kun to cook..." Bedivere smiled wryly.

But I am afraid that Gao Wen rolled up his sleeves to cook for himself in order to make it perfect, and made this bowl of mashed potatoes that he thought was perfect. As a colleague, he cannot blame Gao Wen for his kindness.

Fortunately, although Young Hill hesitated, he still picked up the spoon and started scooping it up on the hill of mashed potatoes.

Although he was taken away by the heroic guard who rushed out of the kitchen without eating a few mouthfuls, Hilgner felt that the taste of this mashed potato was actually not bad, at least it tasted better than the mushy and unseasoned barbecue in the mountains. better.

After that, they probably wanted to save Waterloo on the food. Then the King of Knights and his Knights of the Round Table tried their best. Tristan played the harp, King Arthur sang softly, Bedivere brought dessert, and Gawain danced. The sword, and Lancelot... he became the chair under Young Hill.

Young Hill: "???"

I don't know why, but it seems that persecuting Lancelot of the sword rank has become a practice within the Knights of the Round Table.

Making the legendary Knight of the Lake his own chair is going too far.

Young Hill's body tensed up, and he stood on tiptoes trying to reduce the burden on Lancelot, but his current body and legs were too short, no matter how hard he tried to straighten his calves and straighten his toes, he could only barely pass by ground.

Besides, Lancelot noticed the child's considerate movements on his body, so he raised his head and said in a low voice: "It's okay, Hill...Your Excellency, you are very light, but please don't move around, if you fall off and hurt your delicate skin, That is the sin of my chair not doing its duty.”

The deep and magnetic voice reached You Xier's ears, causing him to blink, and unconsciously his earlobe was slightly reddened by the sound.

——Then Lancelot couldn't even serve as a chair, and was driven to the back by Agguivin with a cold face to serve the fruit plate.

"Is there really no problem with this?" You Xier looked back at Lancelot worriedly.

"Please don't worry about it, Lord Hill, this is just the duty that Lord Lancelot should do." Aggressive said calmly, and Arthur even attracted young Hill with the peculiarity of the sword of vowed victory. attention.

When the day was finally over and Young Hill arrived at Dr. Romani's infirmary under the escort of the Knights of the Round Table, he lay flat on the bed and refused to get up for a while.

Romani couldn't help laughing, put his hand on Young Hill's shoulder lightly, and asked softly, "Want to eat strawberry cake?"

"No need." You Xier shook his head, turned over, and sighed, "Doctor Romani, when will I be able to recover?"

Romani was stunned, looked at the documents piled up on the desk beside him, sighed and said, "Since you already know, I won't go around in circles. The elixir you drank was from someone from Chaldea. Caster fiddled with the medicine he developed in his spare time, but according to him, it was not made for the effect of rejuvenation, so now he has to work backwards according to his pharmaceutical process. This effect is completely accidental, and I don’t know if it able to replicate, so..."

"So, can I still only maintain this appearance?"

You Xier also sighed old-fashionedly, but he thought that there would be no more people who will draw lots to take care of him tomorrow, which is good news.

Although it was Romani's turn to take care of Young Hill, Romani was still busy, probably trying to find a way to make the antidote for the potion.

Although he was very sleepy, You Xier couldn't fall asleep.

During these days of care, he has almost gotten used to falling asleep with someone beside him, and suddenly he can only lie on the bed alone, as if even the bedding is a bit cold.

But You Xier knew that Romani was working overtime for himself, and if he spoke again, he would be a little ignorant.

The white-haired child rolled up the quilt and curled up into a ball to increase the heat in the quilt, but it didn't seem to work, his feet were still cold.

"Really, how weak are you after becoming a child? It really makes me want to laugh."

A voice from nowhere made You Xier open his closed eyes, and the quilt moved, and a blond-haired doll appeared in front of his eyes.

"Getia?" Young Hill recognized who it was, but he didn't find relevant information in the books, so he didn't know the origin of Getia.

"It's me." Getia replied arrogantly, and then his body gradually elongated, turning into the appearance of an adult human, and then warmed up Young Hill's cold feet with a vicious voice: "Hurry up and sleep, I'll wait There's still work to do."

Accompanied by the warmth of the human body, pressing the cold feet of Young Hill, the tired child quickly fell into a dreamland.

However, Young Hill, who thought he could stay alone for a while until he recovered, ushered in the refreshing morning of the next day, and found that he had forgotten a very important thing.

——That is, from the very beginning, the action of drawing lots to take care of him was to let him choose a person who would take care of him 'always' until he recovered.

Looking at the huge group of heroic spirits who were crowded in the hall in front of them, as if they were going to fight with thousands of horses and horses, Young Hill's originally bright eyes lost their brilliance.

"Good boy, of course you choose me, mother?" Minamoto Laiguang asked, licking his lips with a MAX motherly smile.

"—The best candidate is of course my king!" Gilgamesh said arrogantly.

"Golden, I can't pretend that I didn't hear this! When it comes to taking care of people, the Pharaoh is also the strongest in the world!" Osman Diaz raised his eyebrows and said loudly.

"If I let you come, I'm afraid Hill will be injured. You are not taking care of people at all!" Achilles complained.

"Please let me, Diarmuid, take care of you." The Glorious Appearance earnestly begged.

"Hey, Yu hasn't gotten enough with the little beauty yet! Don't miss this opportunity!" Nero's eyes lit up.

"Well, compared to the heroic spirits above, I think I should be able to do it?" This is Robin Hood who was captured halfway.

"Wait a minute! Why didn't anyone tell people about such a good thing! They want to participate!" This is Queen Maeve, who was sent to other eras to return after tacitly cooperating to conceal the infancy incident.

"Anyone who takes care of anything is fine, as long as he can change into the clothes I made, and then take more photos to share!" This is Xingbu Ji who is mixed in.

"Hill."

"Hill?"

"Little Hill!"

"Hill—"

Being stared at intently, and his ears filled with calls in various tones, You Xier was silent for a while, then turned his head and threw himself into someone's arms neatly, then said in a firm and unquestionable tone: "I want to I want him to take care of me!"

"???"

All eyes were focused on the Chosen Son in an instant. Heroic Wei Gong, who hadn't had time to take off the kitchen bib on his body, was in a daze for a moment, and then many question marks appeared on his head.

He also didn't understand why Young Hill would choose him. After all, the Heroic Guard Palace had no relationship with Hilgna, and secondly, he didn't stand out among the Heroic Spirits who took care of him.

Even Ying Ling Wei Gong joined the lottery to take care of Young Hill, completely out of worry about this child who not only has male difficulty EX, but also female difficulty has been upgraded. After confirming that this child is smart and sharp, he is also relieved.

"Wait a minute! Why is it this guy!!"

Someone asked the common doubts of everyone present.

After all, among this group of independent heroic spirits, there is nothing special about the heroic guard palace.

"The cooking is delicious, and I can make desserts, and he is gentle when he hugs me, and he is a person with common sense—I know, everyone asked Mr. Emiya before taking care of me, right?"

Reporting all the advantages of the Heroic Guard Palace in one breath, You Xier showed a cute smile to the bewildered red archer: "Then, during the time before I recover, please give me your advice, Mr. Emiya!"

Heroic Wei Gong hugged the white-haired child in his arms. After recovering from the trance, he showed his usual mocking and smug smile to the group of Heroic Spirits with different expressions and scorching eyes: "hehe."

Ying Ling Wei Gong's smile was instantly filled with hatred, but Yu Xier still hugged his waist, and said with a firm face that he was recognized.

It seems that the excitement of Chaldea will have to continue for a while.

-Finish-

The author has something to say:

Merry Christmas!

This is the end of the main story and extra episodes, and the next step is the if line!

This chapter of the Zhengtai chapter is over. After the transformation, I feel that there is no need to write more. After all, there are readers who don’t want to read the Zhengtai chapter.

The next one is the modern copy of if Hill didn't encounter those bad things and was reincarnated into modern times, and then lost his memory due to some accidents. There will probably be jojo, Wenye, and other daily haunts.