When Ayaka was distracted, the stalker suggested that "if you want to choose a base, there is a suitable house over the swamp." However, he was worried that the "monster" might come back, so the three of them went there together.
Well, then, because there was a light on the other side of the window, Miss Stalker said she was going to check on the situation. Not long after, an alarming sound came from the bungalow and a dazzling light came on...
Ayaka was in confusion at that time, and she only knew that the swordsman had a few discussions with them. By the time Ayaka came to her senses, the situation had entered a new stage.
Ayaka felt that she was really just being played around, and while feeling ashamed of her own uselessness, she expressed her gratitude to the swordsman who had always protected her.
She fell asleep thinking about this, and then had that strange dream. When she woke up, she realized that the enemy had become those special forces.
I really don't understand what those people who volunteered to participate in the Holy Grail War think.
Ayaka murmured in her heart and asked Sigma, "It would be better for you to gain a foothold by betraying us, right?"
Hearing Ayaka's straightforward words, Sigma replied: "As soon as Faldius knows that the chess pieces are useless, he will immediately want to eradicate them. Compared with him, I still hope to deal with people like you. "
"In other words, we are your guarantee... once it becomes useless, maybe you will get rid of us, right?"
"I don't deny it. So, you can always be wary of me. I won't completely believe you, and you can also not believe me from the beginning."
Sigma opened the skylight and spoke openly, which made Ayaka sigh.
Just when she was wondering what else to ask, the swordsman interrupted: "You just said that 70% of the troops have left. Did something happen?"
"It seems like there's a monster causing trouble in the industrial park."
"Monster? Please tell me in detail..."
Ah, oops.
Ayaka quickly tried to stop her, but it was too late.
"I don't know who summoned the heroic spirit, or the monster summoned by the heroic spirit, but according to the communication I monitored, a monster about the same size as this house is wreaking havoc in the industrial park."
After Sigma finished speaking, Ayaka slowly turned back to look at the swordsman. I saw an adult standing there who was not young but had sparkling eyes like a child.
"Swordsman."
"Huh? Ayaka, what's wrong?"
"Do you want to go?" Ayaka asked straight to the point.
The swordsman's eyes wandered around and he replied: "Ayaka! What are you talking about? Of course I really want to go. I want to recreate the legend of destroying demon cats with a shield or something. I really, really want to! But I can't. Take it to such a dangerous place."
"Yesterday you took me to the forest where the other servants were without saying a word."
"It is true that there is such a thing...but this time it is a monster after all..."
Although they had only known each other for a few days, Ayaka already knew the swordsman well.
He is basically a big cat that relies on spinal reflexes to move, and his mobility is surprisingly strong. As long as he finds someone he is interested in, even if the person is wagging his tail at him from dozens of kilometers away, he will pounce on him without hesitation.
Moreover, he is very gentle. So when faced with his own desires and concerns about Ayaka, he was in a dilemma.
Although it is troublesome to go around...but I don't want to be a burden to him.
With this thought in mind, Ayaka was about to say something to the swordsman—but she saw "that thing" in the corner of her vision.
Cold sweat broke out on Ayaka's face, and her breathing naturally became heavy.
Why...are you here...there is obviously no elevator! A girl wearing a red hood stood on the bed.
She slowly turned her face towards Ayakashi, but half of her face was blocked by the hood and her expression could not be seen clearly.
The girl's lips moved slowly, as if she was smiling at Ayaka. This frightened Ayaka so much that she almost screamed.
"Ayaka, what's wrong?"
The swordsman's voice brought back Ayaka's lost sanity. Ayaka took a closer look and saw Xiao Hong on the bed.
The hat was gone, and only the swordsman and Sigma looked at her strangely.
"It's okay, it's nothing. What are you going to do next? Do you want to go take a look?"
Ayaka changed her usual attitude and took the initiative to make suggestions. Before the swordsman could answer, Sigma said first, "I advise you not to go."
"Why?"
Sigma started by saying, "I just received a message," and added the current situation.
"My real employer seems to want to do something."
"Employer?? Hey, isn't it the country's special forces?"
"Although I have not signed a confidentiality agreement with my employer, I am a person of integrity, so I can't tell you too much... At least it is certain that what the employer is going to do is very dangerous. If you don't want to be implicated, it's best not to do it for the time being. Get close there."
After saying that, Sigma was silent for a moment and said something that was unclear whether it was a joke or sincerity.
"However, whether you or I come to this city at this time, there is actually nowhere to escape."
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Somewhere dark.
Francesca's workshop can barely accept external light, and only the light from the screen constitutes the light source here.
Snacks and snack packaging bags were scattered everywhere on the messy bed. Francesca, the owner of the workshop, was sitting face to face with her servant Francois.
"Then I give the order as the master? Hey, speaking of it, when you order yourself, don't you feel a very strong dislocated pleasure? What does it feel like to be ordered?" Xiu Shuzhu
"There is an indescribable, jealousy and masochistic pleasure intertwined. I am intoxicated and forget myself. Do you want to exchange the identities of the master and the servant tomorrow?"
"Okay. It's a pity that it doesn't work. At the moment of exchange, you will take away my command spell, and then start playing a game of making me commit suicide, right?"
"You guessed it right! As expected of me! It's so hard to deceive!" Francois laughed loudly and leaned against the wall, continuing to say to Francesca, "Then what order do you want to give? But generally speaking, I You can guess it."
"Your guess is the correct answer! From now on, I plan to have Servant Francois do his best to kill the monsters in the factory! It's awesome! It will be fun!"
"If it were an ordinary Servant, even if the Master used the Command Seal, he would not be willing to carry out such an order."
"But you will go, right?"
Francesca smiled like a little devil at her male self, and Francois nodded with a little devilish smile in return.
The contract is established——
Francesca couldn't wait to hit the floor with the tip of her umbrella.
As a mechanical voice sounded, the wall Francois was leaning against shrank back.
Then, the wall slid open like a tram door, releasing the isolation between the workshop and the outside world.
The transparent blue gradually appeared, and countless lights poured into the room.
The extremely dazzling white light of the sun and the cloudless blue sky came into Francesca's eyes.
This is a bluer and broader sky than when viewed from the ground.
Francois, who was leaning against the wall just now, was thrown directly to the outside world. Now he saw a completely different scenery from Francesca.
In the boundless red land, the city is like a salt mountain spread over the wilderness.
If it were late at night, the street lights would look like an uneven starry sky.
François felt a little regretful that he had not been able to see such a scene, and then he opened his arms without hesitation, spinning and falling freely as if dancing.
Twenty kilometers above the ground, at the lowest level of the stratosphere, is where Francesca's "workshop" is located.
It was a high-altitude unmanned airship being tested by the US military. Francesca applied multiple enchantments such as invisibility and wind protection, and made several modifications from three aspects: magic, science and her personal interests, and finally built this huge airship with a total length of 200 meters.
However, it is not the kind of mobile fortress that appears in science fiction that is fully armed to attack the ground. Instead, it uses a 200-meter-long air bag to lift the small Prelati workshop.
Francois was at a height where he could overlook everything, but it was basically impossible to see clearly what was going on on the ground with the naked eye.
However, the changes in the industrial park were so exaggerated that even Francois could detect them through enhanced vision.
The giant mechanical spiders were destroying everywhere, and the archers who transformed into Avengers fought against them single-handedly.
The surrounding factories have been razed, and the meatpacking plant is no longer what it once was. Not only could one see the alienated remnants and impurities of the barrier, but also the monsters running outside the workshop. The indescribable chaotic scene was spreading bit by bit.
Seeing this scene, Francois had only one reaction - he smiled happily.
"Hahahaha! Not bad! Great! Francesca (me) is simply great!"
As he kept laughing, the ground was not far away from him and he could see everything clearly.
While admiring the chaotic scene in the industrial park, Francois thought about what was going to happen next: Although I really want to continue to watch this scene spread throughout the city... But it is not the time, not yet, and I have to endure it.
Although Francois couldn't control his laughter, he managed to calm down.
However, this is just a reluctance that he endures in order to experience longer and greater happiness.
Even if it's just superficial, you have to control it well.
The master's friend named Faldius was able to clean up the entire street in one go.
After deciding on his purpose, Francois accelerated his fall. He opened his arms and fell to the ground with his head down.
Francois sang in the endless sky, it was like singing loudly, but also like chanting passionately.
It was a poem praising his Noble Phantasm and expressing his joy in unfolding it.
"I want to offer my blessings, thanks and sacrifice to this destroyed world!"
"Thanks to my mother (Ate), I was born to be the embodiment of madness!"
"Bless the whole world, Holy Spirit, you are the one who taught me the madness of mankind (magic)!"
"Show me a different kind of crazy saint and knight. You are both right!"
"I want to offer a sacrifice to all humanity this destroyed world allows, and that's me!"
François shouted selfish congratulations. At the same time, the surrounding space began to distort.
He quickly approached the ground——
As he rushed towards the ground that was getting closer and closer, he shouted the name of the great magic of the Noble Phantasm.
"Luoyan City does not exist, so the madness in the world will never end (Grand Illusion)!"
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Above ground industrial park.
"Found it! It's that woman!"
After discovering Harley, the black magicians of the Scladio family chased after her with sinister expressions.
The berserker is giving priority to "destroying the magic workshop", and Filia is following it, so now Harley has to rely on herself.
The meat processing plant has been destroyed beyond recognition, but the surrounding factories seem to be facilities like magic workshops, and the berserkers who regard them as "enemies" are still doing their best to destroy them.
The berserker breathed fire and turned several factories into a sea of flames. Seeing this, Harley decided not to think about the Berserker's action pattern anymore.
Anyway, now we have to get rid of those magicians in black...
"Please!"
Harley shouted, and the bee hidden in her clothes immediately appeared.
"Stop those people!"
After she said this to the countless bees sitting on her shoulders, the swarm flew towards the men behind her without any hesitation.
"What? Bee!"
"Struggle to the death...watch me squeeze to death...woo!"
Some bees attack the man from the front
to attract their attention, the rest of the bees quickly circled behind the men.
The men discovered that they had been stung by a swarm of bees on the back of their necks. They panicked and prepared to use magic, but they all rolled their eyes and fell to the ground.
It turns out that the venom secreted by these familiars (bees) contains powerful hypnotic effects. Harley thanked them in her heart and ran non-stop to the outskirts of the industrial park.
Not even close... As long as I leave this area, the Magic Workshop shouldn't be able to affect me...
Harry looked back and saw that the Warcraft lost control due to the destruction of the workshop and started fighting with the men in black from the Scladio family; the berserkers knocked down the two chimneys on the roof of the factory; the archers stepped on them. The fallen chimney leaps high and releases arrows that look like laser beams.
The arrow hit the berserker's back directly, and the berserker suddenly made a scream-like mechanical friction sound that echoed around the industrial park.
Arrows came one after another, and the berserkers responded by waving cables and wires wrapped around their bodies like tentacles.
Filia also took the opportunity to fight back, but was defeated one by one by the archers with their bows.
In the eyes of others, they were constantly engaged in an offensive and defensive battle of advancing and retreating.
Harley knew that this kind of battle was not something she could handle, so she had to cheer for the berserker in her heart: Although my magic power is insignificant, you can also absorb all the magic power. So...so destroy it, destroy everything! Destroy, destroy, destroy everything the magicians have created!
The berserker pulled out the cable from the pulpy ground and sucked it into his body as energy to replenish his magic.
Something magical happened. The berserker's body absorbed the rubble of the surrounding factories and became even larger.
It doesn’t matter what your true identity is anymore! Please...please destroy everything in this magical world...
Thinking of this, a bullet suddenly passed by Harley's shoulder, taking away a trace of flesh and blood.
"ah!"
Harley let out a silent cry of pain and fell to the ground.
It turned out that the bullet instantly penetrated the defensive barrier covering her body and injured her shoulder.
The barrier still offset part of the impact of the bullet, but even this was enough to scrape off a layer of flesh and knock Harley to the ground.
Then, after the man - Bazdilot Cotilio fired the menacing bullet, he asked without changing his expression: "Harry Bolzak, what on earth did you summon?"
"Do you think...I will easily tell you...the information about the Servants?"
"It's too easy to kill you here. But once I kill you, the alien will lose control and I don't know what it will do. If you can tell it's information or use a command spell to order it to commit suicide, , I can get you on your way without pain."
Harry stood up, pressing his shoulder, and replied: "At this time...shouldn't I say, 'I can spare your life..."
Bazdilot tilted his head slightly and asked, "Are you a stupid magician who would believe such lies?"
Harley felt very complicated. A magician—a dabbler like her would be called a magician. She made a decision silently.
Pretending to let the berserker commit suicide, he actually ordered it to use all its strength to completely destroy all the magic workshops in the city. Then, let it go to Las Vegas or Los Angeles and have fun until the momentum runs out.
For the rest, let the local tribesmen do whatever they want. It may cause them to lose their own mystery, but all I can say is "I'm sorry."
"Okay, then I will use the command spell to make the Berserker..." Harley slowly raised her hands -
Suddenly fell into the bottomless abyss.
The light in the sky became farther and farther, but there was no change in Bazdilot, who was holding a gun a few meters in front.
This means that Bazdilot is also falling downwards.
Go back a few seconds.
The first person to notice that the situation had changed was Filia.
"This magical aura...is it those guys who lived in Mycenae?"
As soon as Filia whispered these words, she caught the abnormal change with her naked eyes. The ground beneath his feet suddenly disappeared, and the whole person began to fall downwards.
"Huh?"
She hurriedly wanted to jump into the air, but found that the magic that originally filled the space disappeared.
"This...is not directed at me, but a magic trick that deceives the fabric of the world! How unreasonable!"
Filia looked around and realized that it wasn't just the ground around her that had disappeared.
Centered on the meat processing plant, the circular land including most of the streets in the park disappeared, turning into a huge, bottomless, dark gap.
Not only that, the surrounding magic also disappeared completely. Whether it was the group of low-profile magicians of the Scladio family, Philia, Alcides, or even the huge berserker, everyone came together to Falling down.
When everyone could only fall freely, Filia saw the culprit that caused this phenomenon.
The boy fell to the ground at high speed and gave an innocent smile back to the android who stared at him. For some reason, only the boy can use magic. He adjusted the speed of his fall and cooperated with Philia, Harley, Bazdilot, Alcides and others to fall into the bottomless abyss together.
"Oh, this is the first time for many of us. However, I saw the archers in the snowy mountains, so I haven't seen them for a day, right?"
The light sound came from the boy falling headfirst.
He opened his arms wide and said to everyone who was falling: "It is said that the Abi Hell in the East can keep falling for two thousand years, which means that it will reach the bottom after two thousand years. In this sense, it is quite gentle, right? However, since we will have to endure hundreds of years of torture in the end, maybe it’s better to keep falling? Which one do you prefer?”
Following the boy's words, countless luminous images appeared around the black hole - where the dark earth wall had been before - and then disappeared one by one.
Some of the pictures are of the monsters' banquet, some of the desolate paradise, some of the starving children, some of the boundless starry sky, some of the terrifying monsters that cannot be described in words, some of the city as beautiful as a golden land, and some of them running in the wilderness. Among the saints above, there are corpses of knights covering the ground.
The low-end magicians of the Scladio family felt that these scenes were lifelike, but in fact, their self-awareness was on the verge of collapse at this time, and more than half of them fell into coma.
Although the use of magic power was controlled, Bazdilot Cotilio still maintained his usual expressionless and ferocious face.
But in the end it still affected his control of the "black mud" in his body. You can see from the hem of his clothes that black things like tattoos are rolling violently on his skin.
"Warlock, what do you want to do?"
Hearing Bazdilot's indifferent question, the boy known as the Warlock bowed respectfully in an inverted posture and replied: "There is nothing I want to do, just to make the Holy Grail War proceed smoothly. If this continues, Faldius's stomach will be perforated, and the world will be filled with sadness. Flowers will bloom, birds will sing, and butterflies will fly at the end of the world. When a typhoon blows, it will be discovered that it is a cornucopia containing Faldius' body?"
The second half is meaningless.
Bazdilot didn't respond, just stared at him. Seeing this, the warlock laughed and said, "I'm really uncooperative," and then said, "Don't worry, I'm your companion, and I'm with you. I'm a companion of humans, a companion of gods, and a companion of monsters." , companions of the magician. So, I came here just to prevent them from disappearing... just to prolong the fun time."
After saying that, the young warlock clapped his hands.
The outer wall of the black hole also disappeared, and thousands, tens of thousands, or hundreds of thousands of people suddenly appeared and continued to fall into the depths.
"I don't know what you think about the 800,000 people in Snowfield. Anyway, I don't want to do anything yet."
The boy's figure disappeared instantly——
When he reappeared, he had transformed into a giant with a length of several kilometers.
The young man continued to fall into the bottomless abyss with everyone
Luo, and at the same time expressed his wish: "So, let's make a deal.
"The object of the transaction is...me who was called 'the devil' by the people who used to speak out loudly."
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Koltzman Center for Special Orthodontics.
"You will really cause trouble for me, Miss Francesca..."
Looking at the scene on the screen, Faldius frowned in a rare way.
It happened after he received a "It's okay, it's okay, I'll sort it out soon" message from Francesca.
As a layman of Onmyodo, Faldius saw the scene in front of him that made him think of a Onmyodo word to describe today - bad day.
What appears in the picture is a large black hole that makes the entire industrial park disappear.
This goes beyond the excuse of "sinking of the earth's crust". Even if he takes "emergency measures" to wipe out all of Snowfield, it won't hide the big black hole, it will only make it clear to people across the United States.
In a few minutes, the observation satellite will pass over the city.
It was a civilian satellite that provided intelligence to everyone in almost real time, including ordinary scholars. If they could see such a clear big hole, there would be no need to talk about it being hidden and mysterious.
Faldius was about to call Francesca and ask her how she was responsible - more exaggerated things began to happen on the scene.
The huge hole was suddenly filled. Then, as if going back in time, the fallen chimneys and crumbling factory walls began to regenerate, and even the previously burned grass in the open space returned to green.
"This is……"
Just when Faldius was at a loss, Francesca contacted him. "Ah! Are you scared? I think your coffin face has softened a bit, right?"
"Stop talking about irrelevant things...what exactly did you do?"
Francesca laughed so hard that she replied, "It's just an ordinary illusion. That's my Noble Phantasm after I turned into a heroic spirit. It can do things many times more powerful than turning a wasteland into a snowy mountain! Ah, yes By the way, the people who were fighting there seemed to suddenly reconcile for some reason. This is really the power of love, right? It’s awesome! Love!”
Faldius turned a deaf ear to most of what Francesca said and mentally analyzed what deal they should have made.
But before he could mention it, Francesca warned him: "In the end, you and I will be enemies in this Holy Grail War. Don't forget it."
Then, Francesca mentioned something that made Faldius unbelievable.
"Although the area seems to have returned to its original state, it is actually an illusion. You can touch it, live in it, or use it as a factory or workshop like before. It's just an illusion! It's not like going back in time or anything like that. , don’t be too naive. In about five days, the world will realize that it has been deceived, and then it will collapse back to its true appearance. So during this period, I will trouble you to do covert work!"
Francesca cut off communication after leaving all the work to Faldius.
Faldius looked up, stared at the airship that was blocked by the ceiling and could not be seen at all, and said: "If there is a next time, I will eradicate you before starting... Miss Francesca ."xь.
In any case, Faldius decided to start covert work first. He considered whether, like the last time when it was disguised as a desert gas explosion, the cause was that the same gas company caused successive accidents due to management negligence.
At this moment——
"We received a strange report that the twenty-eight monsters used means such as expelling barriers to lead people to evacuate."
Aldora sent a report to Faldius, but it was of little value.
The content is that "a large number of citizens living around the industrial park have gone to the central area and residential areas to evacuate." According to Faldius, anyone who hears such explosions and collapses will automatically find a place to take refuge without even thinking about it.
Because of this, he didn't immediately notice that something was wrong.
After the commotion in the industrial park subsided, something more troublesome accidentally awakened.
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In a dream.
"Are the people at the factory okay?"
"Well, it must be fine...Ah, look! Everyone is here! They are taking refuge in the streets!"
Following the direction indicated by the young man, Chun saw a large number of citizens walking towards this direction, so he breathed a sigh of relief.
Just now, a sound like thunder came from the direction of the factory. At this time, Jesta had become Tsubaki's friend and told her that "there is a fire at the factory."
"Ah, if it catches fire, it means there must be someone there. It's okay, everyone can evacuate safely."
Hearing Jesta's worried expression, Tsubaki began to speak uneasily to "Mr. Black": "I hope the people around the factory can escape smoothly."
But Chun didn't see it. The boy who called himself "Jesta" showed an evil smile behind her.
As a result, the 120,000 residents living around the industrial park were all infected with an unknown "disease".
Only the vampire in the appearance of a young man accurately understood the significance of this matter.
The city is slowly but surely beginning to move towards tragedy.
Little did they know that only half a day later, someone trying to turn the tide would appear.
Time goes back to when Sigma, Swordsman and others met.
When Sigma stated, "I am also a Master who participated in the Holy Grail War," the oriental girl named Ayaka seemed to be slightly more vigilant, but the swordsman didn't pay much attention, and just asked in a cheerful tone: "No matter what, you won't Will you even introduce the heroic spirits to us?"
"...That is my trump card after all, I can't tell others."
Sigma shook his head. The female stalker who had been observing him said, "He just called Servant Chaplin."
Ayaka opened her eyes wide in surprise, looked at the silent Sigma, and said, "Ah, I have heard of that person..."
"The movie I watched at LiveHouse yesterday was one starring that actor!"
The swordsman's eyes also brightened visibly.
Although Sigma didn't break out in a cold sweat because of his weak feelings, he still felt that things were a bit troublesome.
What would be the consequences if he told Ayaka and his party that he was possessed by a servant named "Watcher" instead of simply signing a contract?
If the other party believes it, he may be able to protect himself through appropriate responses.
Just now, under the guidance of the "shadows", Sigma escaped from the stalkers, which shows that his ability to "extract information" is indeed very strong.
A question flashed through Sigma's mind: If I were purely regarded as a supply, everyone would probably think that instead of killing me, it would be better to use me, right?
However, this did not change his determination.
Because he wants to participate in this war as Sigma, not Soldier A. Sigma only made his decision under the instigation of the "Shadows", so his determination was not strong enough to change his life. But at least he no longer had any reason to remain friendly to his employer Francesca, saying: "I just want to be a soldier!"
Although Sigma also felt that it was a bit hasty to decide the way of survival based on "not wanting to die", he at least knew that rashly becoming enemies with the heroic spirits in front of him would shorten his lifespan. Therefore, he decided to temporarily hide the abilities of the heroic spirits and communicate with Ayaka and his friends in a friendly manner.
"Now that we know the name, how about introducing us to him? I want to show my respect to the actors on the stage."
"...He said that an actor's duty is to show himself in the movie and not let the audience see his usual appearance."
Sigma made up a random reason to deal with the swordsman, but even he himself felt that this reason was too untenable.
Just as he was thinking this, the swordsman nodded vigorously and replied: "I see, I can understand."
"It's actually understandable..."
Ayaka glanced at the swordsman silently, but did not continue to ask.
In short, everyone tentatively signed a simple truce agreement. Sigma breathed a sigh of relief after returning to the room alone.
Sigma proposed that each other's positions should be kept confidential to the greatest extent possible. He would not pry into Ayakashi's privacy, and Ayakashi and the others should not ask about his position and camp.
Unexpectedly, the swordsman agreed without saying a word.
In this regard, Sigma couldn't help but wonder: Does that swordsman always give priority to intuition and emotion, and basically doesn't think about anything?
Instead, he felt that the swordsman was terrible like this. Although the swordsman prioritizes feelings, he still became a famous hero in the world, which means that he has extremely powerful power hidden in him.
At this moment, a knight-like "shadow" suddenly appeared next to him and said: "Your intuition is very accurate. He is that type of king, a passionate person who puts the emotion first. His real name is Richard De, speaking of Lionheart... have you heard of it? Speaking of which, you should know the story of King Arthur and the search for the Holy Grail, right?"
"People still know this kind of story, it's a comedy movie by Monty Python."
For some reason, the knight was silent. The silence disappeared after that, and instead the captain took over the conversation: "Anyway, the boy named Richard is a person driven by emotions, and he can stride forward treating the battlefield as his own yard. Completely. He is just a lion in human skin, but he is deeply loved by the people. Maybe he actually knows a lot of tricks to manipulate people's hearts, so you have to be careful."
The captain means "don't be careless".
Indeed, it may be a cover-up for the swordsman to trust others so easily.
While Sigma felt that he had to be careful to prevent the other party from stabbing him in the back, he was wondering how long the truce agreement would last.
Although it is considered safe tonight, how should I deal with it in the future?
For Sigma, the most important thing is to "survive".
After the fight with the stalker, this idea became even stronger.
Sigma felt firsthand that the shadow of death that pounced on him this time was deeper than in previous missions.
He was obviously in a city in the United States, but he felt nostalgic, as if he was in "the country" where he lived when he was a child.
If it were an ordinary person, would he be more afraid and anxious?
Sigma recalls the people he met while on missions. If they were in the same environment, they would be even more desperate to survive.
For a person like me, whose brain has been modified, to compare others with myself is a strange thing.
Sigma sighed softly. He understood that as long as he had a peaceful sleep and stable food, it was enough.
In the average family in this country, you can enjoy both of these things even if you do nothing. But Sigma knows very well what life is like in countries without such conditions - such as his hometown. Therefore, he believed that sleep and food were valuable things.
In this sense, the safest choice is to cooperate with Faldius. After all, he has the backing of the country... But I have a hunch that I am afraid that he will not be able to survive this Holy Grail War. .
Sigma thought about it until dawn. Just then, Faldius contacted him.
"'Livestock asked' Scarcity, is there any movement?"
"...A woman suspected of being a stalker appeared in the house and attacked me."
"Ah, it's the heroic spirit that attacked the police station... It's amazing that you survived. In other words, the heroic spirit you summoned is excellent. What is the situation of the female stalker now?"
Sigma could sense Faldius' surprise. Perhaps it was because Faldius had such a low opinion of him as a magician that he never expected to survive the first battle of the Holy Grail War.
"Later, the swordsman and his master came and asked me for a truce, and I agreed.
"
"……What?"
After hearing Sigma's report, Faldius thought about it several times and finally gave Sigma the most basic order.
That is to say, while inquiring about the opponent's intelligence, he also proposed an alliance to jointly fight against Gilgamesh and his equally powerful spearmen.
Sigma found this request too difficult.
Because the moment he heard this order, the "Shadow" carrying the mechanical wings said: "Ah, the swordsmen and the others have already formed an alliance with that spearman - Enkidu, who is as powerful as the King of Heroes."
Sigma was thinking about whether to report this matter to Faldius, but the other party asked first: "Speaking of which, do you know the true identity of your heroic spirit?"
"Well, my heroic spirit..."
He was thinking that he should at least tell Faldius correctly about this. The captain chuckled behind him and said, "Be careful, the stalker is watching you behind you."
Sigma glanced into the dresser mirror and noticed that the shadows in the corner of the room were darker than usual.
Although "Shadow" will deliberately conceal important information, he has never lied.
Sigma believes that the first step is to avoid making enemies of the Rogue. So he pretended not to notice and replied calmly: "It's Chaplin, Lancer Charlie Chaplin. This is the heroic spirit I summoned."
"...Excuse me, can you say it again?"
"Lancer Charlie Chaplin. I will ask you about his Noble Phantasm and other information later. I think it is not a good idea to force him to answer with a command spell. So, I will hang up now."
Sigma had just cut off the communication with the earphone-type magic communicator and sighed when he heard a voice coming from behind him.
"Is the person just now...an ally you trust?"
"...Miss Stalker, you are here."
"I don't fully trust you yet. Answer my question." The stalker glared at Sigma through the gap in his hood.
Sigma replied: "I don't believe in anyone. Neither my employer nor myself, neither gods nor demons, not even the magic I use."
Hearing this, the female stalker asked blankly: "Don't you have a god to pray to?"
"No, I have never known... what God's favor is like."
When asked by the stalker, Sigma began to think about how he could explain to others in a simple and clear way why he did not believe in God.
He organized his words while thinking: "People say that being born in this world is a blessing from God, but living is meaningless to me. Not long after I was born, I saw many dead people as soon as I could open my eyes. Township children. Raising our group of us, dragged us out of our mother's belly and conducted magic experiments. Their purpose of raising our purpose is to transform us into a murderer magic weapon. "
This beginning will make people feel that Sigma's past is heavy, but his tone is very flat. In the way of enumerating the facts, he continues to say to the sneakers: "The group of people who raised me ... , The country is destroyed, and was destroyed by a group of guys who claimed to be a magician. Therefore, I do n’t know what God is. In the case of unknown, I believe that one thing that I do n’t know what it is. You will feel trouble. "
What am I talking about. I wouldn't understand that I would say that. And I said the truth subconsciously. A person who does not believe anyone, how can others believe him.
It seems that I have answered wrong from the beginning, and Sigma has regretted it.
However--
"Really ... Sorry, you remind you of painful memories."
The voice of the female sneakers is faintly loving, and the previous hostility has disappeared.
"You don't have to take it to your heart. This kind of thing is very common. Compared with the mercenaries of the fellow hometown who are still in the battlefield, I should be regarded as the person who was cared about, but I seemed to be unable to feel it."
During the hiring by Franciska, Siegma was fighting Warcraft and low -end magicians for most of the year. Even so, Dangxi
When Gema saw the scene of the battlefield on the TV in the city, he still thought that he should have been there, and he died on the street at a young age.
He couldn't regard today's life as "the grace of God."
The female sneakers shook their heads gently: "There is no shortage of sadness and pain in the world. Whether it is pain or sadness, it is equal to joy and happiness in the world. The ordinary thing laughed. "
The female sneakers narrowed their eyes and looked at Sigma and said, "You are not the same as the magicians I met before. You really don't believe anything ... Your eyes tell me so. But your unbelief is not right right right? The denial of all things in the world has not encountered things worthwhile. "
Sigma felt that he was about to see through, and wanted to look away. But he was like the deep eyes of the sneakers firmly inhaled and could not move his eyes.
"Now I am not only mature enough, but also by the magic of the monster. Originally, I should talk about you about faith. Unfortunately, this qualification is gone."
After the sneakers blame, I gave Sigma a sentence: "But, I hope you will encounter things worthwhile in the future, at least that is a kind thing."
"Hope" instead of praying -to say, the sneakers left the room.
Sigma stunned for a moment, but there was a voice behind him: "What's wrong? Could it be that you fell in love with her at first sight?" Hey. "
Hearing the "shadow" of his body, Sigma shook his head quietly. "No? But, in addition to Franciska's" request, I was heard from others for the first time, I hope I do something. "Sigma thought about it," Sleeping and "sleeping and" sleeping and. Is food, is it a kind thing? "
"Sleeping like this is not a faith in itself?"
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A few hours later, Sigma, who was sitting on the chair, was awakened by the captain.
"Hey, kid, are you awake?"
In case of it, Siegma used the sleep self -regulation, so he immediately reacted: "What's wrong?"
"Although I will not take the initiative to say anything except the critical situation, your companion ... the team called the" thorns is scattered around. "
"Thorns" is the code of the execution forces under Fardius. Fardius is a "livestock", Sigma is "scarce", and "thorns" are the assault troops carrying heavy armed fighting magicians. Earlier, Siegma also saw the magic eyes crushed with a bullet with a bullet.
"Oh, it seems that people don't trust you, kid. The guy named Fardius ordered them to monitor you. But the watcher will not read the mind, so what do Fardius want to deal with you, I won't I don't want to deal with you, I won't I don't knew."
Siegma is very clear that with his skills, it is a nightmare for the enemy to be the enemy.
If Fardius ordered the troops to "solve" him, unless the followers have substantial combat effectiveness, he is not an opponent at all.
It is useless to master the actions of everyone with the ability of the watch. The other party is not a hooligan group on the street, but a special force to deal with magicians and well -trained troops. He does not have enough firepower to break out.
It turns out that this is the case, since I don't believe it, the other party does not believe it is natural. Maybe he has found that Chaplin is fake, but I think it is unlikely.
Seeing that Sigma really thought that she had cheated Faldius, "shadow" was about to say something. But before they act, Sigma left the room.
In order to obtain firepower, he wanted to recover human feelings while selling people.
He pretended to communicate with people, and said to the sneakers who met first, "My original employer sent a contact, and this house seemed to be surrounded by the national special forces."
Sigma regarded the original employer, Francisca as a tool to continue thinking about the future.
Do not act according to the order of others as before--
It is purely to survive, by
Go on your own will.
At the same time, Sigma also made a wish in his heart, hoping that he and the "Watchman" could have the power to illuminate the road, even if it was just a small step in front.
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The Eskalds family is a very old family in the Magician family in the Mediterranean area.
There is a saying that before the establishment of the clock tower, they and the magic ambassador -Kishiya Zelric Xiuyin August and other magicians who have been active for several centuries before and after the era have worked together. . But in the clock tower, no one believes at all. The most important thing is that even the inheritance of the Eskaldus family did not believe it.
After all, their clan, as such an ancient magician, did not make any actual results. The magic engraving is only an age of age. More than half of the engraving in the engraving is "magic that the heirs cannot understand." The descendants even doubted that it would be just a fake -looking fake, which was simply used to scare people.
Even so, the magic engraving still has a high -level maintenance function, which reluctantly keeps the majesty of the ancient family.
Although the Eskaldus family relied on creating a variety of trivial magic patents from generation to maintain her descent, it was still ridiculed by the clock tower- "the virtual Eskaldus family."
If the magic circuit is developed enough. For hundreds of years, every family has been worried about it. In incredible, there are very few magic circuits of the ancestors of the Eskaldus family. No matter how good the blood of the magician absorbs, no matter how many generations have been passed, the magic circuit will only make a little progress.
Even so, it is better than decline.
Neither the magic circuit and the magic seal stopped growing.
They are obviously so ancient families, but the magic engraving has not yet appeared a precursor to life. In a sense, this is a threat, and it is often discussed by the clock tower as a research object. How to say is better than the Matrick family. The engraving has ushered in the limit, the circuit has gradually declined, and the torrent of the magician's death was eventually swallowed -in order not to follow the dust of Martici, the Eskalds family worked hard to consolidate the foundation of the magician.
Even if the surrounding magician jokes, they say they are struggling unnecessary.
After hundreds of years, a "abnormal" was born in Eskalds's house. The number of magic circuits of this child has a "disparity gap" with the ancestors. The magic image in the body is circulated to every corner of the body with the help of capillaries.
There is genius -like technology in controlling magic, which can combine the past magic to develop the originality of independent magic, coupled with the unparalleled magic circuit in the family -the ideal heir to be born.
However, the incompetent but stable Eskalds family faced the ending of decline. Although the descendants have the ability to expect their ancestors, while his talents have emerged -also exposed his biggest flaw, that is, he is completely lacking as the most important "mentality" of being a "magician".
The teenager can see "that thing" from an early age.
Therefore, the teenager has always regarded "that thing" as a normal thing, thinking that others can see it.
However, he quickly found himself wrong.
When he was less than ten years old, he learned that he was a member of the special family of the magician. After knowing this, he thought that maybe because he was a magician, he saw "that thing". However, he discovered that he was wrong again in the process of talking with his parents and the magician who had communicated with his parents.
Parents seem to be different from the world he saw.
Introduce this teenager with intuition, but he cannot express the essence of this fear to others through specific languages. For the first time, the parents noticed that their son was abnormal, and thought that their children had some kind of delusion -but after several verifications, they found that the son seemed to be the truth.
The son of the Eskalds family must have a strong magic eye -the news caused a momentary sensation, but the eyes of the teenager were just ordinary eyes. So he could see the "thing" and let the magician around him
We are puzzled.
For teenagers who are topics, it is just a common thing, but the people around you always look at him with a "why do you breathe with gills". Gradually, the teenager began to hate the "what you could see."
The reason is that he was almost killed by his parents several times because of that "what you can see." But thanks to the "what you can see", he can live until now, so he cannot completely deny it.
What happens if you hate the "thing" that is closely related to the two?
Until one day, the young man met a magician on his way to the banquet (CASA), or a woman who was similar to the magician. The woman asked the teenager to take her to the port. During the conversation, she seemed to notice the troubles of the teenager.
"If you are upset with magic, the first thing you need to do is to learn. If the family can't stand it, you can go to the clock tower to see." The woman said in a relaxed tone and boarded a luxurious passenger ship.
The teenager puts the words of the female magician in his heart, thinking that "if you can learn in the clock tower, you may be able to solve his mystery", so he goes to discuss his parents. In fact, his parents had just implemented the fifth killing plan and still failed.
The teenager under the age of ten stated that he was going to leave home and went to the clock tower to school.
In the end, the parents drove the teenager out like sending the plague god. To the outside world, it is said that the prodigy who is rare will be sent to the clock tower to study, and by the way, I will introduce it to everyone. In fact, seeing this magic circuit is extremely highly used in high -profile magic, many professors thought that they could use the high -profile magic that did not match his age. Perhaps they ushered in a person who was enough to leave the history of the clock tower.
However, things are not so simple.
The teenager is highly anticipated because of the unprecedented magic circuit and control circuit's talents, but he is the part of the lack of magicians -although the magic circuit and magic intuition are first -class, they do not have the mentality of being a magician -how Nothing was unable to correct it, which made the lecturers began to dislike him.
It is like a rough stone in front of it but it cannot be polished, and this rough stones maintain the appearance of rough stones, exuding a more dazzling light than grinding gems. Each lecturer wanted to draw the teenager into his own camp, but most people were stabbed by the teenager. The end result was to drive him away.
In a life that was kicked as a ball, a professor named Locke Bell Fonto had patiently corrected the teenager. Soon, the old professor was puzzled by another part of the teenager's personality, so he made a suggestion one day.
The old professor said that a unique man opened a new classroom. He is one of the monarchs of the clock tower, but the feelings are a little different from the ordinary magician. If you study under the man's door, the teenager may learn what he desires.
