According to the information obtained from Friu, an acquaintance of the magician, although there are individual differences, both humans and animals have lesions similar to internal bleeding.
Based on that information, Nisei deduced: "Those who are infected by the curse like a disease, only the spirit of the reconstructor will be pulled into the world here, and the person who is forcibly pulled into the barrier together with the body will be distinguished."
"The latter is most likely to be treated as an enemy. The former seems to be a hostile act...but there is no physical damage, and it does not appear to be used as a manipulator in the Holy Grail War. I'm afraid, it's just It is very likely that the person in charge is not hostile to the person who was involved in a very unusual method.”
"Ah, there are many people in the Clock Tower who can do this. They feel good about themselves and then cause all kinds of trouble to the people around them."
"Although I really want to scold you - is it your turn to say this?! But let's avoid it for now. Anyway, I'm thinking of several ways to get out of that world... The method of waiting for the magic power to run out is a bit awkward. It's too realistic. Judging from the situation, defeating the Servant and the Master is the best shortcut. However, since we have formed an alliance with the police in the form of a treaty to protect the girl who is the Master, there is no need to take action against the Master. Options."
——Even if there is no alliance, you will find a reason to rule out that method, right?
Bennett and Hansa thought like this after hearing II's lines. However, they knew that even if they pointed it out, he would only change the topic, so they could only shrug their shoulders and continue to listen silently. However, half of the nuns tilted their heads because of a question like "Why not exclude the Master?" which was far more reasonable than what the second said.
"Without harming the Master, negotiate with the girl named Tsubaki to make her voluntarily open the way to the outside... Although there is such a method, the problem is whether she has the awareness that she is the Master. If you use suggestions or other methods If we enforce it, the servants may recognize it as a hostile act and exclude you even more actively than now.”
"What if we negotiate with a Servant?" xь.
"As I said before, it is more likely that it will be something close to a system than a clear personality. It is best to avoid contact with it until the results can be confirmed. This is natural. Yes, after all, there is a possibility of a battle. Regarding the fear of Servants, I have already fully experienced it compared to last night."
After giving him a serious warning so as not to let him get carried away, Ni was more wary of the existence that dominated the space where Flatt and his party were now than the people at the scene.
After all, he had once been with the heroic spirit who rode with him in the "inherent barrier" he possessed, and the violent power was deeply imprinted in his eyes.
"If that world corresponds to the underworld, and the servants are related to it, at least there is no escape from the inside of that barrier. Death is not just in the underworld, death is everywhere. In magic, even The concept of death also exists in air and water, or in rocks and soil. It is the same in your room."
After emphasizing in a heavy tone, II urged Flatt and his party to strengthen their vigilance in a more decisive tone.
"In other words, it has been inside the body of the heroic spirit from the beginning. You are like Pinocchio being swallowed by a whale."
"The belly of a whale. That's so interesting!"
"What's so interesting!?"
The second generation angrily scolded Flatt who openly yearned for arrogant things.
However, Flatt didn't care and said with sparkling eyes: "During the class before, didn't I say that a hero's return from death is a kind of return to the womb? Didn't everyone do anything like death when they became canons? A ritual with the theme of rebirth. There are also stories about people who were eaten by a giant fish and then spat out, but their faith awakened and they became superheroes to save the streets..."
"Are you talking about the prophet Jonah and Leviathan? Indeed, there are many examples of heroic legends such as giant fish, labyrinths, and the kingdom of the dead that correspond to the return of the womb... Do you think that's all? Just submit this mess as a report!? Forget it
, let’s talk about it after making up for that part. "
Second said in stunned silence, and then directly changed the topic to the specific plan on how to escape.
"If there is a place connected to the outside world in that place, it will probably be in the same position in the real world and have a strong affinity with that world. Although it is most likely a corpse, I don't think so. I wonder what impact a mere ordinary corpse would have on the inside of the barrier. What if there were corpses under the influence of some kind of magic...or someone with a higher affinity with the Servant who created this world? It should be feasible if it’s something. You said the room you’re in looks like a workshop. What are its specific characteristics?”
"Well, there's a lot of Mesopotamian decoration."
"...Ah! I see. Assuming that the workshop belongs to that heroic spirit camp, then asking the police chief to go around to the outside for assistance is equivalent to risking death... In this case, we should first search for the heroic spirit from the inside. The specific characteristics of them. Although I think it is a bit unspeakable to use them as bait, if there are heroes from other camps on the street who are fighting Cerberus, they may have taken this opportunity to sneak into the girl's hospital. The ward, or the magician's house called '瀮秋' -"
Just as the speaker sounded, one of the nuns looking around made a sound.
"Hansa!"
"What's wrong?"
"Something came up from below! It's probably a Servant!"
The next moment——
The glass-encrusted wall was shattered, and a shadow slid into the house from the outside.
"Uh-huh!?"
"What's wrong!? What happened!?"
A panicked voice came from the speaker.
Hansa waved his arms at high speed to sweep the glass shards away beautifully, and said to the shadow that appeared from the window.
"Oh...are you here too?"
"Is this face I saw in the official's camp... a foreign priest?"
The assassin who appeared glared at Hansa, then looked around and towards Flatt, who had something like a command spell floating on his right hand.
"Let me ask..."
"Hey, ah, there! Ah, are you a Servant? You're so awesome!"
"Are you one of the magicians pursuing the Holy Grail...?"
Flatt, who was asked, after a moment of panic, answered after a moment of consideration.
"Well, how should I put it? I thought that one was handsome at first, so I wanted to get one, but now... the people who are my servants are in trouble. It would be nice if I could use the Holy Grail to solve that one first. What should I do next? What? After all, it’s a valuable thing, so wouldn’t it be better to donate it to a museum?”
The assassin who was asked in reply squinted his eyes to peek at Flatt's situation.
"..."
He wasn't lying, nor was he provocative.
Although it was hard to believe for a moment, it seemed like he was really hesitating whether he should donate it to the museum.
"Are you... a magician...?"
It was difficult to decide what to do, and he stared at Flatt's assassin with such a face.
In order to help in that situation, Hansa clapped his hands and asked them to look at him.
"It seems that you are a seeker on a different path of teaching. So... I am here to tell you as the supervisor of the Holy Grail War - they don't seem to have any intention of fighting at the moment. At least they are escaping. This barrier world was like this before. Now, as the supervisor, I have conveyed my words for the purpose of mediation, but of course, my words will not have any restraint or coercion on your actions."
Hansa said with a shrug.
And I'm afraid, if the assassin really came with the intention of killing, he might not even be able to save his own.
If the opponent is a vampire, you can rely on the compatibility to fight back and forth, but if the opponent is a fighting spirit, the compatibility will be very poor.
Despite this, he still greeted the assassins openly and fulfilled the "supervisory officer role" that his master ordered him to fulfill.
"..."
The assassin cast a wary look at Hanse. However, there was no animosity.
Fortunately for Frater and Hansa, she now bears the negative emotions of "she has manifested herself as an evil monster's magic power" and has even formed a relationship with a swordsman who is not a compatriot──with the "Lionheart King" The status of the agreement has become much more tolerant towards others than on the first day.
However, despite this, she still has her own bottom line that she will never give in to.
"...I want to ask you something. How do you plan to open the way to the outside?"
She asked in a solemn voice.
Even Flatt thought, "Ah, this person is the guy who will raise a death flag for me if I answer wrongly." He hesitated in his answer for a moment.
However, before Flatt could answer, someone answered on the other side of the cell phone placed on the altar, which was in loudspeaker mode.
"The policy of avoiding violence as much as possible will never waver. If you still insist on going out even if you don't hesitate to hurt that girl, there is nothing we can do to stop you, but please allow me to disclose that there are other possible methods. .”
"...Who are you?"
"I am the guardian of the young people there. If you can believe what I said, even though I was not there, it would be a great blessing for us..."
"..."
After thinking for a while, the assassin who asked the question did not completely disarm him.
"If there is a way that can save his life, it is the guidance of the great will. Let me hear what you have to say."
In short, Flatt and Bennett in watch form were relieved after seeing the assassin in a state where he could listen to people's words.
However, at this moment, an inappropriate voice suddenly came.
"──That's impossible, onee-sama."
"!"
All of them turned their attention to the direction of the sound.
Then, there was smoke like black mist, and soon various colors emerged, imitating the figure of a person.
"That kind of road doesn't exist in the world Tsubaki-chan created, right?"
A small man with the appearance of a young boy.
However, the ominous magic wrapped around that body showed that it was not what it seemed at all.
Seeing this scene, Hansa deliberately smacked his lips and raised the corners of his mouth.
"That's true. Aren't you going to keep hiding your magic power like you did in the hotel? You came all the way to uncover the mystery yourself, how calm you are."
"After all, I felt someone's presence just now. I've been warning you, agent. Besides, I don't think you can succeed with the same method twice, and..."
The boy showed an annoying smile, turned his gaze from Hansa to the assassin, and weaved words with an intoxicated expression.
"Because I wanted to see the various expressions on the assassin sister's face as soon as possible, so I just...right?"
The moment he said this, the assassin had already taken action.
When you see the magic power and expression wrapped around the figure, you will understand that it is the vampire that summoned you──named Jesta Caltore.
The man in black rushed away as if sliding across the floor, and the hand knife he released caught the boy's head.
However, the sharp blade-like fingers penetrated Jesta's body without a doubt, but he could not feel any touch.
"!?"
The boy's body, which turned into mist and melted in the air, was reconstructed a little further away.
However, when he was reorganized, he was no longer a boy, but a young vampire who appeared in front of the police station and the hospital.
"Hahahahahaha! Do you think I would be an enemy?
Do you honestly show yourself to me as a human being? So cute, so cute, assassin. Of course I want to come in person too! correct answer! Even though you and I are of the same mind, I still betrayed your expectations! I'm so sorry for you, lovely assassin! However, I also sent the prosthetic body here with heartbroken feelings, so I ask for your understanding, okay? "
Jesta continued to speak in a narcissistic way while mixing intoxication and sadness.
Probably thinking that he was not provoking but being serious, a confused voice came from the other side of the phone.
"Hey, Flat, what did I hear just now!?"
"I don't quite understand it, but...it seems like a confession of love!"
As if he had not heard the conversation between master and apprentice, Jesta was still facing the assassin, with his back to the broken window and happily opened his arms.
Then, just like a conductor greeting the audience before the performance, Jesta bowed deeply.
So behind him, the world twisted.
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The world of dreams, at the center of the crossroads.
"What happened!?"
Surrounded by Cerberus and the black aliens, the swordsman and the police were in a stalemate.
Before, they were engaged in an offensive and defensive battle with those "beasts that repeatedly chanted blood-curdling words". However, after the swordsman conducted a question and answer with them, the opponent began to attack these beasts inactively. Bian, just intending to prevent a group of people from leaving the intersection.
But──from tens of seconds ago, this state began to change.
In fact, it can no longer be said that the situation has begun to change. Rather, it gives people an impression that the world itself has begun to change.
Rats swarmed out of all the cracks in the new concrete streets, and the building wind roared like a visible black sandstorm.
The crows flying around remind people of death not only at the intersection, but also on all the streets in sight.
At the same time, the frequency of attacks by the monsters became more intense──
The chant-like words came from between the shadows on the street, and now they started to chop at the ears of Ayaka and the others like roars.
It was almost as if the world itself was screaming in agony.
Or──it sounded like a cry of rebirth.
"This is..."
"The way to die is..."
"The underworld is also..."
"Yellow Spring Road..."
"It is a ruling..."
"It is the gospel..."
"Eternal peace is also..."
"It's painful..."
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Above the dream world.
The world of enchantment that revolves around Chunqiu Chun.
Because it is a closed space limited to the city, its sky is also limited.
The blue of the sky is only reflected on the boundary line of the barrier. Even if you try to escape from the ground by plane or helicopter, it is just like walking out of the city on foot, swaying back and forth in the twisted space.
However, this "sky" is now being quietly eroded.
Just like the raindrops from a leaky roof on an old roof slowly get bigger, the change continues to spread bit by bit, but surely.
Soon after, part of the sky was cut away.
At this time, a man and a woman appeared together holding hands and began to fall freely.
"Ah! Are you a little late? Come on, hurry up!"
"Indeed! The festival seems to have already begun!"
The two shadows that appeared, Francesca and Francois from the true Caster camp, held hands like lovers, and continued to fall in opposite postures.
What was reflected in the eyes of the two people was reproduced like the inside of a mirror.
of Snowfield.
But the world has completely turned away from Snowfield.
The color gradually disappeared from the center of the street, and a pitch-black darkness began to spread.
The dark shadow that stood up from the ground turned into dark clouds and began to cover the sky above the street.
The two of them broke into the dark cumulonimbus clouds that were constantly emerging, and continued to laugh happily in those clouds.
What is echoing in the space instead of the thunder on one side is the cry of the barrier world itself.
"Give me peace..."
"Grieve..."
"Take Huangquan Road as my servant..."
"Protect my Lord..."
"Give me the Holy Grail..."
"Give me the Holy Grail..."
"For my Lord..."
"For my friend..."
"Seize the Holy Grail..."
"Great! It's really good! This is a world worth deceiving!"
In this case, Francesca called out from the dark clouds with shining eyes. Soon after, the two men's falling speed slowed down sharply, and finally they floated lightly in the air.
It was a foul act that used the highest level of illusions that heroic spirits can perform, and was close to deceiving the physical laws of the world.
"Ah haha! It's so easy! The world was deceived so easily! Sure enough it's because the foundation is a dream!"
Francesca smiled at Prelati's words and gave her advice.
"But you have to be careful? It's precisely because the base is a matter of dreams. Everything will depend on that child. She can change whatever she wants."
Breaking through the clouds and looking down at the world as dark as night, Francesca smiled with a child-like face full of anticipation.
"I wish I were still alive, Lionheart! Big fan of King Arthur!"
The two of them breathed out the last line at the same time.
"Whether you will fall into despair or be trapped by anger... I'm really looking forward to it now!"
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The world of dreams, crystal hills.
"I am the sword..."
"I am a beast..."
"I am thirsty..."
"I am hungry...".Ь.
"I am the one who brings death..."
"I am the one who plays death..."
"I am dead..."
"I am dead..."
"die……"
"die……"
"die……"
The emotionless shout filled the space around the top floor of the building.
The shouting, as if the world itself was a living entity, dyed the streets black.
The assassin's eyes widened in surprise. Flatt's eyes were shining while he was shouting something to his watch and cell phone. Hansa gave instructions to the team of nuns with gestures and said to himself in a solemn voice.
"This line...could it be..."
As a Hansa, I couldn't help but think of a section in a certain prophecy.
If we think of it as a historical figure with similar anecdotes, a speculation will flash in our mind along the lines of the word "concept" described by El-Melloi II just now.
"The embodiment of death...as the bearer of the Pale Death (Pale Rider) among the four horsemen of the apocalypse...?"
The assassin on the side yelled at the Jesta clone who continued to smile happily in this situation.
"what have you done……!"
"Huh? Ah, this isn't ***, right? You already understand, right? I didn't create this world. Then, the changes that caused this beauty are also──"
"I'm not asking about that kind of thing!"
The assassin already knew what Jesta wanted to say.
Yes know
Let's start the provocation based on what is happening here and having some control over it.
But even if only provoked, the assassin could not help but be angry.
"What did you do to that girl!"
After hearing the angry cry, Jesta put his hands on his chest, looked at the assassin with blurred eyes, and bowed respectfully.
"Ah, thank you... It's really, really so gratifying! So gratifying! Whether it's hatred or something else, your thoughts make me feel that they are your truest cry as a human being. You are now You are definitely looking at me. Although your eyes will immediately turn back to Minqiu Chun, this will be over soon."
"What did you do!"
"You didn't do anything?"
Jesta told the assassin with a twisted look on her face.
This is just like a confession of love, injecting emotion and spying on the other person's every move.
"I just pushed her from behind for her sake."
"Let her child be able to chase her big dream like a real child."
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The street of Jingqiu Di was blocked 10 minutes ago (inherited barrier dream world).
Sigma was confused.
I went to look for her with the idea of talking to Tsubaki for a while, but at some point she seemed to wake up and disappeared from the living room.
While Tsubaki's father, Yuzuru, went to the second floor to look for him, Sigma was looking for Tsubaki on the first floor - suddenly, he looked at the door that was hidden by magic and remained open, and just entered directly.
As a result, Tsubaki was found in the underground workshop, but there seemed to be a strange being in the same room as Tsubaki.
Wrapped in red attire, he is clearly out of touch with the atmosphere of modern America.
"...Inquisition?"
Is this the true posture of the guy named "Mr. Black"? Sigma thought this way, but the atmosphere was too different. The red figure made Sigma blurt out a word in his mind.
To be more precise, what came to Sigma's mind were the faces of his compatriots when he was a child.
——Lambda.
After killing the man he called his "good friend", he watched the comedy movie about the religious trial. Thinking of these things, Sigma felt the discomfort mixed with sand in his heart and put his finger on his right hand. On top of the magic costume on the waist.
"……who?"
"Oh, you are not trapped. So let's check first. Are you the enemy of this girl? Or a companion? Of course, there is no clear boundary between yin and yang, and it may change depending on the situation. ...Suppose I am a thug, will you save this child?"
"Based on the current situation, I intend to protect her."
Sigma remained alert and answered honestly.
While he reiterated in his mind that this was to successfully form an alliance with the assassin, he slowly moved to a position where he could protect Tsubaki.
Then, the beauty in red said as if she was relieved.
"Ah, great! How should I put it? The look in your eyes that looks more like a murderer than a protector of the ruler worries me. If that's the case, I'll feel at ease! I'm hers too. Companion, please feel at ease. You can feel like boarding a big ship. It’s better to say that I am the one who sank the ship, but please don’t worry about it! There is also a precedent of sinking in Poseidon Water Mansion. In modern popular terms Does your name mean Dragon Palace?"
Looking at the beauty who chattered like a comedian, Sigma felt an inexplicable affinity for her.
——If it is a normal job, this is a situation that needs to be solved or escaped just in case...
——Now, because the mission is to move freely.
Sigma, who was thinking this way, decided to listen to her for the time being without completely lifting his guard.
Because he thinks more
Intelligence is necessary in order to be able to act freely.
"Let me tell you, who are you?"
"Ah, it's great that you're so sensible! But what a shame, I'm almost sinking again."
"?"
"The monster is coming here. If that guy comes, the incarnation of disease will naturally look at Tsubaki. If that happens, my presence will no longer be hidden."
Regarding the beauty who kept saying strange things, Sigma wanted to ask what was going on - but when he noticed that her figure began to become thinner like a mirage, he took a breath of cold air.
"What’s wrong with you!?"
To Tsubaki who showed a surprised expression, Reito said with a tolerant smile.
"Ah, it's okay, I just want to play hide and seek a little bit more."
After she said this to reassure the girl, she turned to Sigma and pointed at the crossbow held in Tsubaki's arms and continued.
"That crossbow should be held by you or someone who is often with Tsubaki. Don't let that crossbow leave Tsubaki's side. As for me... By the way, just call me 'Same.' As long as you have that With a crossbow, I might be able to lend you the power to protect that girl in this world."
"This is so baffling. Who are you?"
"It's too long to explain it clearly. To put it simply...? Wait, why can I feel the faint aura of 'that' from you? Could it be that the 'that' flying in the sky of the outside world has something to do with you? Does it matter?"
"!"
Sigma gasped again.
——Does she know...? The existence of "atcher"...
"Ah, no, this has reached its limit. Show that crossbow to the clever magician. In that case, my...things will be...ah, ah, I have indeed entrusted it to you. Oh! Give me the desire to protect Tsubaki————”
Before he could finish his words, the figure and traces of the beauty named Same disappeared.
Chun turned around in confusion and looked around, while Sigma was thinking complicatedly.
——Who is she? It seems that I know what "atcher" is...
Regarding his Servant, Sigma himself has no clue. This should be important information that must be extracted, but now that he has disappeared, there is nothing he can do.
——Anyway, should I bring this crossbow...
Sigma gave Tsubaki a fake smile and put the crossbow away while saying "I'll take it."
But he didn't know.
That is, no, that is the "catalyst" that the Minqiu family prepared for the Holy Grail War - an existence that greatly deviated from the magicians' intentions and became one of the introductions to Tsubaki's heroic spirit.
Nowadays, the fate of Snowfield, where various existences gather, is complicated and sometimes directly intertwined.
"Ah?"
Whether fate is good or bad, it makes no difference.
"Tsubaki-chan, who is that big brother?"
Sigma heard an innocent voice from the direction of the stairs.
Looking back, there was a boy there.
——?
--who is it? There is no appearance of being dominated by the spirit...
Sigma observed the boy nervously.
Because as long as you are not under spiritual control in this world, it is enough reason to be vigilant.
Contrary to Sigma, Tsubaki said calmly.
"Ah, Jesta-kun! You're here!"
Sigma felt a chill go down his spine.
The experience of being trained as a magician made Sigma's body tremble before his memory was awakened.
Soon after, a voice echoed in Sigma's head.
That is
In the evening, I heard the sound before getting involved in this barrier world.
——"My name is Jesta! Jesta Caltore!"
Although the sound and appearance were different, Sigma was not optimistic enough to think it was a coincidence.
The moment he remembered to tell the assassin the name - the boy was already standing next to Sigma.
(You’re so lucky. I can’t kill you in front of Tsubaki.)
Jesta kept smiling and muttered in a voice that only Sigma could hear.
(Shut up. I am that child's "friend". If you attack me, "Mr. Black" will immediately eliminate you, and I don't know what he will do~)
While Tsubaki was explaining what had happened, the boy Jesta listened with a smile and gave a warning voice to Sigma.
"..."
Sigma was silent, with cold sweat breaking out all over his body.
The fact that I can take on the form of a boy was something I learned from Atcher in advance.
But he did witness a complete "transformation" that was beyond imagination. If Tsubaki hadn't called his name, he would definitely not have been able to connect with him immediately.
Even with this alone, he had a solid feeling that the boy in front of him was a being far beyond his standards.
──What's the purpose of this guy...?
In front of Sigma, who couldn't understand the opponent's intention, Jesta, who transformed into a boy, looked around with a refreshing smile.
"Hey, this place is awesome. It's like a secret base."
"Yeah, yeah. This is mom and dad's room."
Looking at Tsubaki who answered shyly, Sigma tilted his head.
——About the workshop, are there no hints of keeping it secret?
——Is it because the comatose state has been lifted, or is it because of other factors.
Sigma was thinking incoherently, feeling disgusted with himself for being unable to do anything but think.
Even though it has nothing to do with the success of the mission, it has a lot to do with the possibility of your own survival.
To sleep and eat peacefully, in other words, Sigma, who hopes to survive comfortably, should try to avoid being killed miserably by vampires.
However, if you don’t know the other party’s purpose, you can’t act rashly. Although Sigma thinks so, but——
The actions of vampires are extremely simple.
Talk to Tsubaki.
If you just look at the results, that's it.
So - it was the result of this simple act that brought the world to an end.
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Brother Sigma, why don't you speak?
Where is that beautiful person just now hiding?
By the way, let’s go look for it with Jesta-kun later!
"Hey, Tsubaki-chan."
"What's wrong? Jesta-kun."
"I heard about it from my father. Your father and mother are very good magicians."
"!"
what should I do.
What should I do?
After all, it is said that magic is a secret.
"It's okay, I know this is a secret to be kept from everyone. Yes, this is a secret between me and Tsubaki-chan!"
"……Really?"
"Ah, it's true. There's no problem with the big brother over there, because he also knows magic."
"That's right!"
Brother Sigma said "Yeah".
That's right. It looks like you have a good relationship with your father.
Brother Sigma turns out to be a "magician" too.
However, Jesta-kun is indeed very gentle.
He has been my first friend since birth.
Could it be that it was Jesta?
Are you also a magician?
"Hey, Tsubaki-chan."
"What?"
"Tsubaki-chan, you want to help dad and mom, right?"
"Um!"
"What can I do to make Tsubaki's parents happy?"
"!"
"If you're nice to Tsubaki-chan, then you have to be a good boy."
Yes.
I must help my father and mother.
Is it really okay to rest all the time?
They read picture books to me and made me delicious cakes.
I have to work hard. Be good and use it well. me.
"Let's think about it together? What do Tsubaki-chan's parents and Tsubaki talk about every day?"
"that……"
──"We, there will always be——one day"
──"Yes, Tsubaki. That is our great wish."
──"That's right, just like that jewel man───"
──"That's too unrealistic no matter what. It's a foregone conclusion that the framework has been abandoned, right?"
──"No problem, the Word Spirit will give you power. No matter if it's impossible or not, just make it your goal."
──"It's almost like a hint."
──"Ah, that's right. Tsubaki, this is the first hint given to you."
──"Both father and mother hope that the Minqiu family will be born one day─────."
What is it.
Dad and the others are talking about difficult things to understand.
but……
By the way, I remembered it!
Magicians are very powerful people!
The one who turned Cinderella into a princess!
"That's right! I know!"
"Oh, you already know? Tsubaki-chan is very powerful."
"Well, what about me..."
"For mom and dad, I want to become a magician!"
"That's it. This is really good. Everyone must be very happy."
Wow, Jesta-kun looks very happy.
Great, that’s it!
"I want to work hard to become a magician!"
"Yes, I will definitely become a magician. Mr. Black will also help me."
"Yeah!" Huh?
What's wrong?
Brother Sigma... seems to have a very scary expression.
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That is, a system without any will.
It is a machine that has no desires of its own and only exercises its abilities for its Master.
A heroic spirit that is very good as a tool, but not so good as a familiar.
However, precisely because it has no will of its own and can only exercise powerful power as a manifestation of a part of the world's principles, "that thing" officially accepted the Master's wish at this moment.
——Want to become a magician.
The heroic spirit guarding Chun truly realized it.
The long-standing wish of his own master——Zu Qiu Chun.
I want to live happily with my parents.
I want to keep an animal.
I don’t want everyone to leave this city.
Want to evacuate people involved in the fire.
All these short-term "wishes" can be dealt with by the heroic spirit's own power.
However, the desire to "become a magician" greatly exceeds the capacity of its own system to handle.
Magic words are feasible, but magical achievements are not feasible.
If it were an ordinary familiar, no matter how profound his wisdom, he would answer "impossible".
However, Tsubaki's servants also
The Guardian's heroic spirit - the Pale Knight is different.
Because he was given knowledge as a heroic spirit, he found possibilities.
The possibility brought by the "Holy Grail".
That's not a reliable path.
However, no matter how low the probability of success is, the Pale Knight, a follower of the concept of "death", will show that path.
When the Great Holy Grail was completed, the third magic was lost from the world.
Because magic exists outside of reason, it is impossible to reproduce it even using a wishing machine inside of reason.
However, the third magic itself connected to the Holy Grail——is possible.
By integrating the Holy Grail into Tsubaki's body, he allowed the logic to operate.
If the magic circuit that became the "vessel" in the Great Holy Grail design could be reproduced, maybe...
The possibility is extremely low.
Almost a daydream.
However, the Pale Knight recognized it.
The "Dream Story" of Master Tsukuro Tsunoki.
Then starting from this moment -based on the self -foundation of the "Tsubaki Dream", the pale knights use their maximum resources to reorganize the world.
To achieve the means required.
In the Holy Grail War, he won the Great Holy Grail into the pocket.
The earliest coming to Sinofeld's hero-
At this moment, the wolf smoke was finally burned.
Everything in the world was surrounded by the breath of "death".
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The opportunity to associate with the Franvo Poltrati and the Holy Grail War was that during the Second World War, it received an analysis of a certain analysis from the US organization.
Although the people of the Dowland family who had dived into the clock tower participated in the war and were defeated, they were reported that "the ceremony of this name of the Holy Grail war is too special for the local ceremony in the East Region". " As a result, the plan to "build and develop and develop the land that is accepted to develop for the country's magic" is also progressing -however Reappear the same thing. "
For the reason for the specific investigation for this, a number of magicians who have missed the clock tower and have the ability to have the ability, and Franciska began Collaboration.
—— "Even at the expense of investigating the air bombing of Dongmu. Is it really a big question? Is it necessary to do this?"
Just like this, Francisca did not have much interest in participation at first, but after the actual observation of the Holy Grail War of Dongmu, her attitude was a great change at that time.
The Fourth Holy Grail War.
It was the event that the monarch who was finally turned into the bell tower was murdered, and the fighter flow of the fighter that missed the magic world was also bizarre and disappeared. It is said that the Church church has worked hard to work hard for the hiding of the ceremony.
Although Franciska's "interest" is a place that seems to be strange to occur from the intelligence network from various places, and then deliberately put this information in the incidents in other areas to cause confusion. But even the strange incident collected for many years was the abnormal abnormality in the strange incident collected by her (in the flesh).
The magician and magic ambassador of the Ghost · Liner, and even involved the conspiracy of the Templar Church.
And, the existence of two "familiar faces".
One is that the elves who are said to be as their own magic instructor can be said to be the "king" posture guided by a master of Master's Master. Although it has nothing to do with Franciska at all, I have seen that posture in the murmur of Master.
However, for Franciska here, it is not the existence that can cause him how much interest.
Because, although to "this
Is it a ritual that can be summoned by the Holy Sword of the Star, "which was surprised, but considering that it was just that the ritual would disappear, he failed to confirm whether the other party reappeared his personality.
However, when he confirmed the posture of another acquaintances through the consensus ritual- "Brittany's noble knight" Gil De Lei's posture, Franciska was first paralyzed, and then Even wearing the original clothes on the journey from Antarctic to Japan.
Although he had left all other homework at the time, he rushed behind -maybe it was a retribution of insufficient preparation. When he was completely unable to intervene, the Holy Grail seemed to be destroyed, and Francisus The card was in the end not to see the previous man as an ally.
There are also factors that look at the strength of Mathery's homeowner as a worm.
I'm afraid let the magic move temporarily. On the way he went to the town, he was configured with many bugs, and the devil of the old man's posture was directly greeted by the old man's posture, which caused Franciska to abandon the flesh at the time.
—— "After all, there will be no effect on the artifacts of insects ~"
—— "If you are more prepared, you can deceive the land ..."
—— "Ah, ah, Gil, Gil, can you enjoy the war well?"
That dumb posture was witnessed by Fardeius, who was going to the clock tower.
The fifth intends to intervene, but due to the overlap of several elements, it was not realized after all.
One is that in the fourth time, he hindered his dirty dirty and dirty.
One is that the means of foreign enemies for the priests of the Holy Church are really good.
One is that when I planned to investigate Dongmu during the preparation period, I felt that "more than seven magic eyes are located on the same wonderful atmosphere on the same line", so it is not easy to approach the town.
Above this, his research on this land only stopped to the minimum.
To make a worse point, it was when he was constantly killing the body when he was called Cangzaki Orange.
Therefore, Francisca failed to know the ending of the Fifth Holy Grail War.
Although the final result was overhearted, what kind of "war" and what the camp ushered in the land named Dongmu's land, and she was not able to grasp what the camp ushered in.
However, this is enough.
Francisca patiently observed the composition of the Holy Grail, and through a combination of a variety of elements, such as the fragments of the Great Holy Grail Magic, which was difficult to start before the fifth time, from the fourth time "Winter Mu's The "mud" excavated at the ruins of the Disaster "and so on, made the Holy Grail on Snover's land.
Despite this, pseudo -pseudo is just a pseudo.
If it is not the complete shape of the magic circuit of the ancestor of the Holy Grail called the Holy Grail called Yu Stesa, it is impossible to fully reproduce the Great Holy Cup. No matter which step is it, it is just a pseudo.
But — Ghost · Liner.
I do n’t know what kind of miracle has been taken care of. This land, as the base of the pseudo -sanctuary war, has reached the stage when it is sufficient to make the “power” with the above -mentioned plural name appear.
Well, Francisca began to think.
Since then, this Holy Grail War will become just simply, relying on accidental trials.
If it continues to repeat thousands or tens of thousands of times before the human destruction, maybe you can reach the ending of the employer's hope during this period, and to reach the "caused by human technology development through human technology development. The purpose of magic is eliminated.
The magician of Francois Prux, rather than a magician, is worse than the flow of monsters who only follow his own will.
Because of this, she will think so.
After summoning the hero, use the heroes to achieve the highest
Enjoy it.
Then now, her heart is jumping.
I do not know why it was rumored to have appeared several times in the Holy Grail of Dongmu, the legendary sacred sword.
And instead of appearing in this pseudo -sanctuary war is a king who looks forward to the hero.
As a result, Francois Prux tried to defile the "longing".
When the glorious people are taken away, what will it be left there.
It was just to confirm this, and Pruzti's "family" continued to fall into a deeper dream.
How ugly, what kind of pain and compassion will be apparent to what will appear there ——
Only we love it in the form of humans, they have made up their minds.
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In the past, in 1189, western France.
"So what, you really like King Arthur."
Hidden in a strange self -walking car, a crunching man in asked, and asked the man in the incompatible atmosphere around him.
Richard, who answered this question, replied a teenager's smile.
"It's not right, Saint -Germain! Not only King Arthur, I also like the round table knight. I also like Charleman's legend! I feel excited for King Balufu's Galan Dell. Go to the country of shadow! "
"Alexander Great Emperor is also good. I'm afraid I will fight with you with a smile on the battlefield."
"Really!? This is really glorious! ... Well, but indeed, if there is a legend that I will swear loyalty, it must be the ancestor in my mind, King Arthur's Kaige."
"Obviously, he was finally betrayed by the people around him and was destroyed?"
In the face of the man who said like a sarcasm, the man who revealed his face from the shed car -Saint -Germain, Richard replied to this as if he had nothing to do.
"That's of course. I also like Modrade's Qing? After all, it can crush the powerful knight of King Arthur. Can the legend can be regarded as a legend."
"Ah, is it? Too."
After the Saint -Germain looked around, he nodded bitterly.
In the neat and tidy lines of the Knights and infantry of the Great Group, a fraud who stands like a court magician, whispered with Richard.
"After all, you are next ... are you ready to confess your biological father." Xь.
Lion Heart King Richard's life was the same as his longing for King Arthur.
It shows that his persistence to King Arthur's legend is endless, and no matter his unrestrained personality, his spiritual specifications can be called Cavaliers' spiritual specifications. .
There are many times to travel to collect the relics of the heroes in person, and it is said that the Excalibur found in Grason Burry is genuine, or the phantom of its legendary delusions, and it is now unknown.
It's just -no matter what the inside is, only the "scabbard" is really found. In front of the French court nobles hundreds of years later, some people told this.
It is said that Richard I paid tribute to the great scabbard that was kept guarded from the sanctuary from the world's erosion. .
Then, it also turned into a simple rumor in time, and it passed for hundreds of years again-
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The middle of the closed street crossroad is now in the center
"Hey ... these guys seem to have changed their eyes"
The person in the police officer was soaked in cold sweat behind him, so he said.
"Please calm down. We need to consolidate the defense while looking for a breakthrough. This has not changed."
Although a calm expression is possessed
, But Villa, as their organizers, also knows how tricky the current situation is.
"Even if there is a breakthrough ..."
Another police officer said her worries instead of Villa.
"Where can we escape ... where can we go?"
The streets that can be seen in the field of vision have been eroded by the shadow of black, and the mouse groups on the earth are constantly galloping, while the sky seems to be filled with black wind and crow.
And, so far, the actions of carved ear Berlos, which are just a tendency to keep the trend, have begun to transform into offensive.
In the fierce attack, the reason why the police can still be safe is because John can still use the "power" obtained from the Caster. There is no their existence from the beginning.
The Warcraft seemed to be aiming at the British Swordsman as the center. So far, the cold and mechanical and emotional attacks so far make people feel the explicit killings.
"It seems what happened! If that girl is safe and sound!"
The swordsman used Ear Berlos's claws to defeat the attacks of the black aliens who came from all around.
In the form of breaking through that gap, the jaw of the giant beast.
Although the upper and lower teeth that were far beyond the height jaw closed at a high speed, the swordsman avoided it when he was around.
However, there are three pairs of giant jaws of Ear Berlos.
That was simply repeatedly repeatedly touched the crowded organs.
The swordsman kicked the rough teeth like a round wood, avoided the second hit, and dodged the third jaw in the air.
However, at this moment, another individual approached from behind, and the slash of its claws flew the swordsman's body.
"……cut!"
The body of the swordsman hit the building covered by the dark mist, and the broken pieces of glass and cement splashed around.
"Swordsman!"
Seeing the blown swordsman, Ayaka shouted.
--wrong.
——The peaceful swordsman's movement has become dull!
—— Sure enough, the injury he suffered in the evening was not yet ...!
Aya Curse scolded his own care.
The swordsman clearly can be avoided as the golden heroes that continue to shoot like heavy machine guns, but now his movements are obviously unnatural than that at that time.
Although he said that he had recovered with healing magic, it really did not fully recover.
Because I do n’t know what magic is, Ayaka takes for granted that "although it is not clear, since it is magic, it should be completely replying."
Thinking about it like this, like the "critical moment, you can be a dirty character" to Sakai, like you "," Is it because he understands that he has lived?
Along with a series of negative thinking, Aya was desperately running into the building where the swordsman was hit in the flying smoke dust.
However, the carved Ear Berlos after the swordsman -no, the eyes of this "world" have turned to the source of the supply of magic to the swordsman, that is, the figure of Aya.
"Eh……"
One of the giant beasts approached Ayaka.
However, the police officers who were blocked by the giant beasts were blocked by the police officers with big shields and halberds.
"Don't stop, pass!"
"Why……"
Although it is in a state of stopping warfare, why is it, gamble on life to save yourself who was originally hostile camp?
One of the scholarship with this look, one of the police officers said.
"Because this kind of thing is our real job."
"……Thanks!"
Ayaka squeezed out the sound of thanks, so he continued to run into the interior of the building.
Glance behind your you -where is it
It is the figures of the police officers swept by the giant beasts.
Some police officers were deeply traumatious and fell to the ground.
The swordsman disappeared for a few seconds, and the balance collapsed easily.
Although John and Vera are still working hard, I am afraid that they will destroy them without even a few minutes.
Seeing the scent of such a scene, I ran on the stairs inside the house while crying. The goal was the layer of the swordsman being hit.
——Why, to be like this ...
——Bing obviously I can't do anything.
—— I am not even a lord.
—— The Lord of the Lord ...
--wrong. No right, right?
——I, I did not be able to become, but did not go.
——I, I escaped again.
—— Obviously, I have nowhere to go!
I was angry with my cowardly, and Ayaka didn't care about my leg muscles as if to be torn, but just, I continued to run.
Compared with the heroes or magicians, he is just the weak, and Aya knows it.
Then she also understands that even if she is the same as humans, she is weak, and she knows this weak reason.
It has nothing to do with gender or age.
Ayaka is understood, and that difference is meaningless for what is said here.
The reason for weakness is very simple.
——I said ... I never even thought about becoming strong, never willing to become stronger.
—— Because escape, it is far easier than it.
Then -when she arrived at the staircase she thought of the swordsman's floor, she saw the red shadow standing on the stairs.
Ayaka took his breath.
This is an ordinary building.
So there are elevators.
What appeared in front of me was the "little red hat" that was not known or hallucinations. Aya began to tremble.
