Dragon Clan: Fujimaru-san is saving the world

Chapter 200 41, Do you want to change? (2-in-1)

The Maybach stood still in the rainy night, the raindrops were silent, but the God-King in the distance was unable to defy this world that blocked everything and stayed in mid-air.

In the car, the young man in a black suit had taken care of everything for himself. His luxurious clothes were always spotless. His exquisite black hair was styled with hair wax and would never be messy. There was no smile on his fair face. attenuation.

This is true even now.

The boss was sitting in the driver's seat. To be precise, he was sitting on the lap of Lu Mingfei, who was sitting in the driver's seat. He had one of his legs draped over him, and he was leaning in Lu Mingfei's arms. He was wearing a seat belt and looked a bit petite. A pleasant feeling.

At this time, it seemed that only the girl and the boss were left in this space.

Ritsuka was not touched by this scene that she had seen once before, she just responded to the boss's greeting.

"Long time no see - that's true." Ritsuka seemed to still have some energy left, teasing with a sarcastic smile.

"Who told you, boss? You have so many things to do, you don't even have the time to meet us. Apart from you, I actually often hang out with Mai Shutoku, Potato Chip Girl, and the others. Even Zero comes out occasionally."

"Hahahaha~ It's really my fault~"

The boss was also laughing. He didn't know where a white porcelain plate appeared. His little hand decorated the porcelain plate, and the ink colors spread out, forming different colors. Then with a snap of his fingers, another hand There was an extra paintbrush.

It seems that the boy is not here to save the people in the car from fire and water, but is just a health painter passing by by chance.

"But you also know the reason——"

The painter used a woolen brush to smear the deep red paint, and then mixed it with black. A color as thick as blood was born, and the boss's smile became brighter and brighter.

The white cloth rises out of thin air, and a draft has been written on the scroll.

Ritsuka looked at it and found that it was an extremely majestic painting.

The ocher and indigo ancient scrolls are the base work of blood and ancient decay, with a silvery white cast on them, like a dazzling halo, more like the white walls of a holy and pure church.

The one-eyed king held high his authority. His body was covered with blood that fell like rain. Under him was a throne that was covered with dust and had a slight metallic color, and was made of thorns and dead bones.

The painting cannot be described as majestic, but it does allow people to feel through this painting the high spirits of the person in the painting when he holds the power, and the bloodshed before getting the throne.

Then the boss raised the brush and used red paint to put a red dot on Odin's nose.

It's the finishing touch, it's like turning the God of Death into a circus clown, a twist.

The boss added color to the painting and said at the same time: "Should I say that he is indeed Guda? He can predict the history of this world and understand what Chu Tianjiao did by himself."

"Thinking enough, reacting in a timely manner, and on top of that, he has the corresponding strength to be able to compete with Odin's authority on his own. With the cooperation of the old man in Angers, he actually almost defeated Odin."

The boss nodded, seriously.

"It's really awesome~ and it's also very refreshing. After all, I hate this guy so much." The boss thought for a while and then painted the mouth of Odin's original helmet face with red paint, turning it into a somewhat funny smile.

"With strength, character, and wisdom, he is worthy of being the savior who saved the world once."

The boss casually told the truth that no one should know, and told it softly.

"But, if you want to say that you are missing something."

Snap.

The brush was put down and returned to the porcelain plate.

"Time? If you are given a little more time to prepare, maybe you can really find alchemy tools in a corner of the world that have not been discovered by Odin, and use your unique ability to summon an existence that can compete with Odin. ."

"pity."

"It's a pity that there is no if."

Ritsuka interrupted the boss and said very flatly.

"What can't be done just can't be done, and there's no point in thinking about it. Doing the best possible with the existing resources is what I can do and what I should do."

The girl looked unusually calm, and she didn't seem to be as enlightened as she should be at her age.

Well, should I say it’s natural?

"." The boss did not object, but raised his eyes and said quietly.

"So, your solution is to rely on the last command spell at the last moment and randomly summon yourself as a sacrifice without any holy relics, hoping to attract the heroic spirit that can decide the victory."

"The only Noble Phantasms on hand are Angers' folding knife and the boy's cut steel. Without knowing who can be summoned by the fragments of the holy spear, your choice is indeed the right one."

"Because even if the knight king you know comes to the battlefield in person, without you collecting that king's scabbard, he is no match for Odin."

That's right, this is a bad thing about Yanling Oracle.jpg

Although he can synchronize "information", he cannot create something that does not exist out of thin air. In other words, even if he summons the Lion King or even a more powerful being, he can only hand it to the other person with a shy face. Jackknife, let her chop the god.

No, even if King Arthur understood the situation and brought down his holy spear by some means, he would probably not be Odin's opponent if the holy spear could not be fully released.

Unable to change qualitatively.

so.

"The right choice is always the right one. As expected of you." The boss snapped his fingers.

"But in other words, this is the only choice."

The boy looked back as if he was no longer pretending, but his expression was somehow gloomy. The shadows on the car fell away, and the boy seemed to have a dark black gauze covering his face, and his golden eyes were cold at the moment.

"The Guda I know is not someone who gambles at the last moment."

"Of course it's not an innocent move!" Li Xiang looked at the boss without hesitation, without a trace of haze in his eyes.

"The Hall of Heroes itself transcends time and space, and the individuals I communicate with are the heroic spirits in the Hall of Valor. Since the memories will be naturally synchronized, the heroic spirits I know will naturally pass on the situation on my side."

The girl raised a finger and raised the corners of her mouth.

"Naturally, those who respond to my call will be heroic spirits who understand my situation and think they can break the situation."

Ritsuka didn't tell the answer because she didn't know who she would summon.

There may not be many heroic spirits who can defeat Odin, but there are not many heroic spirits who can get rid of the current situation.

The only difficulty is that Ritsuka cannot communicate directly with Chaldea and the people in the Hall of Valor, and can only unilaterally believe that his partners can understand what he means.

As for this difficulty, Ritsuka is actually not worried about it.

Trusting her partners unconditionally was something she had long been used to.

It was the unspoken tacit understanding between each other that allowed Ritsuka to receive help from so many people, and that made so many high-spirited heroic spirits crazy about him.

If the summoning is successful, he will undoubtedly be able to escape.

After listening to this explanation that was not an explanation, the boss did not continue to press, but his expression could not relax.

He looked at Ritsuka, and there was still that gloomy, even irritable look in his eyes that couldn't be erased.

"maybe"

In the black and white world, the boy waved his hands impatiently: "With your ability, I can indeed expect you to rely on the oracle to summon those heroic spirits to the present world. No. If it were you, you might summon some that are not even your own. Come the unexpected."

"But the premise is that the summoning can be completed, right?"

It seemed that the play had come to a close. There was eager sarcasm in the boss's voice, but it seemed that there was an almost sad and compassionate expression hidden under the superficial illusion.

In Ritsuka's original world, the ritual of summoning heroic spirits originally originated from a ritual called the "Holy Grail War".

Through the Small Holy Grail, which is usually a human-shaped prop, the soul of the dead Servant is kept, stabilizing the magical channel between the "Great Holy Grail" and the present world, and finally achieving the summoning of the third magic.

That is the magic that has been passed down by the Einzbern family since ancient times. Also known as "The Cup of Heaven", "Materialization of the Soul", it is the magic used to achieve true immortality and thus eternal life.

However, it can certainly be satisfied even if it is just a matter of "making a wish".

If there are no accidents, this ritual will consist of seven groups of Servants and Masters, and among them, the [Servant Summoning] ritual is similar to the "Oracle Summoning Spirit Base Shadow" used by Ritsuka.

There are two types of summons. The holy relics left by the servants are used to actively lock the summoned object. Most masters will search for information before the battle and try to summon powerful servants.

However, there are also people who accidentally enter the war or simply are extremely confident in themselves and choose to summon them immediately. In this case, only those who are more compatible with the Master will be summoned by default.

For Ritsuka, what she wants to do is the latter.

There seems to be no problem, after all

Fujimaru Ritsuka? Phase?

Don't be kidding, Fujimaru Ritsuka is a monster that even Bluebeard and even Mephistopheles can tame. This girl who calls herself a mortal cannot deny her talent only in the matter of [Master].

As for the issue of strength, it has been explained before that Ritsuka believes that her heroic spirits can give her the right help.

Then there is only one question, and that is the success of the summoning ceremony.

This must talk about the principle of the Word Spirit Oracle. As mentioned before, Ritsuka performed a fake heroic spirit summoning in Tokyo Tower. The essence of summoning heroic spirits is to trace back the living spirits and spiritual elements hidden in the alchemy tools and connect them to The body of Minamoto Yoriko in this world, which is the position of the Heroic Soul Seat, can then be used as a springboard to connect to the Minamoto Yoriko he knows. Only after the other party detects Ritsuka's call does he have the opportunity to choose to descend at the same time.

This is enough to be called unconstrained. If it weren't for Ritsuka, no one would be able to do such a thing.

So what if you repeat the above steps without alchemy items?

The answer is that it cannot be summoned at all.

The summons in the Holy Grail War originated from the summoning ritual itself that established a connection with the Heroic Soul Seat. However, Ritsuka himself had no direct involvement with the Heroic Soul Seat except for his "fate" with the Heroic Spirit.

If you must force the summons, there is only one way.

"Without any directional alchemy props, using spiritual elements as exploration tools to forcefully try to connect to the Heroic Seat is like trying to escape from the center of the North Pole without any props. The amount of spiritual elements required has exceeded Ordinary people are not even within the range that the Dragon King can bear. In conclusion"

The boss announced the result with a definite tone.

"You're going to die, Guda."

"No, death may be the easiest ending. The depletion of spiritual elements is a punishment that cannot be surpassed in this world. There are almost no creatures that can withstand that kind of disaster. It is as if all the fragments of life have been cut and cut. He was burned up in front of him.”

like

The way you used to be.

The bells echoed, as if coming from a church far away.

For a moment, it was as if thunder and lightning passed through the boy's brain, and a picture flashed ferociously... On a windy and rainy night, on the cold stone flower bed, raindrops fell on the leaves above his head.

We've all been so lonely.

Guda, you forgot about that.

But you were also hated by this world

you.

"It doesn't matter, I will win."

As if a mirror was broken, the boss suddenly came back to his senses and looked at Ritsuka almost in a daze.

He looked at the girl and shrugged her shoulders indifferently, with confidence written all over her face.

This is a world of black and white. The only exception is the gold in their eyes. The boss's eyes hide overwhelming sadness, but Ritsuka's pupils seem to hide thousands of brilliance.

"Indeed, even I would probably lose my memory or part of my normal functions if I used the Oracle in such a random way."

"But-"

Ritsuka and the boy looked at each other, their eyes as bright as fire, with an unshakable will——

"As long as everyone survives, it doesn't matter."

"I will win."

What stood out under the scorching sun was steely determination.

The boy in the evening dress was stunned.

He let his mouth hang down, and he lost his grace in surprise. This was a scene that was almost impossible to see in the boss.

Anxiety, distress, admiration, secret joy, frustration, countless emotions began to intertwine, and then came the anger of not wanting to believe that he was so embarrassed, and almost an outburst of rebuttal.

"I told you, you will die!!——"

"I won't die."

Ritsuka shook his head.

"You can--"

"I won't."

"you"

"I won't."

The conversation between the two was concise, not because of anything else, but because the girl was so rude that she interrupted the other person and spoke decisively. After he finished speaking, he shook his head. After shaking his head, he looked at the boss quietly without giving in.

"."

The boss's face was extremely ugly at the moment. His whole face was wrinkled and his face was ashen.

"Okay"

The boss took a deep breath, then exhaled. When he opened his eyes again, his tone dropped, like a tired emperor finally ending his morning dynasty and closing his eyes.

"A quarter."

"What?" Ritsuka repeated as if he didn't understand.

"I said you can ask me for help, but you only have four chances. If you don't use it now, you will die." When the boss opened his eyes again, his eyes did not allow any doubt, and they were as cold as ice crystals.

"?"

This time it was Titsuka's turn to be confused. She didn't know why the boss suddenly said this.

He clearly said that he would end this all by himself.

Although I don’t know what the quarter that the boss is talking about is, judging from his own speculation about the current situation, the boss’s own condition is not at all complete.

When she said it in Juchun Garden that day, she deliberately omitted this reason.

Although he obviously has such a huge spiritual element, the boss did not attack various dragon kings as he said, but did things in a roundabout way. This is enough to prove that——

The boss's ability cannot be squandered at will, otherwise he would have killed everyone in the field and started to dominate.

There must be some important price to pay, and now is not the time to waste it.

No one is right or wrong.

Whether it is the boss's so-called quarter exchange, or Ritsuka's "gambling summons", they actually involve considerable risks and consumption.

The only difference is who consumes it and who bears the risk.

The point of contention between both sides lies in their mutual trust.

The difference is that Li Xiang not only believes in himself, but also believes in his friends on the other side.

But Lu Mingze only believed in himself.

So Ritsuka just wanted to refuse

"I told you, I -"

"Shut up, I'm not talking to you."

Ah, the boss is angry, so rare.

Ritsuka first subconsciously sighed at this, and then began to wonder again.

Not talking to me?

Wait, then who else is in this space——

Li Xiang subconsciously looked at Ange, but the old man had completely fallen into a coma. Even if he had the ability to intervene in this abnormal space, he probably would not be able to wake up at this moment.

What on earth is that——

".Change."

Suddenly, there was a sound in the car.

And that voice was something Ritsuka could never imagine.

because

"Mingfei?"

Ritsuka stared, and for the first time looked at the car's front mirror in a frightened manner.

Because the position was facing away from him, and the boy didn't speak from the beginning to the end, Ritsuka never thought about the current scene.

The speaker is.

There is an extra color in the world.

A young man named Lu Mingfei was huddled in the driver's seat. There was a little boy sitting on his lap. Lu Mingfei himself was trembling. Only his hands were holding the steering wheel tightly, and his golden eyes seemed to melt into the sky and earth. As hot as burning flames.

It was like a king who had rebelled against his relatives, looking at his rebellious ministers with incomparable hatred, and as if he had seen his beloved treasure taken away at will and smashed to the ground, arousing great anger.

At that moment, the boy was as furious as a king.

But the sadness and anger seem to

Not for myself.

ps: Circle, everything must be round.

Why didn't Lu Mingze take action?

Why does Lu Mingze have to change a quarter?

Why didn't Lu Mingze want Fujimaru to take action, but he had to do it himself?

These--

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