I Want to Hang Around in the Moon

He threw down the cigarette that he hadn't smoked a few times, turned around and quickly chased after Le Zhengling.

"Da Vinci, now tell me how to use this thing." Le Zhengling was surrounded by four maids, and with Olga on his back, he lifted her up to prevent her from slipping down.

"Ah, let's talk about this later. I'm more interested in where you stick out now." Da Vinci laughed, and everyone in Chaldea is still busy. Although it's time for training, Group A The seven of them had no intention of leaving the control room.

"So what if you're interested, how many things can you see if you follow a world? If you really want to see it, it's better to go directly to your Einzbern. I think you and Einzbern should have a lot in common. , especially in the exchange of artificial human technology.”

Le Zhengling made an opinion about what Da Vinci said, whether it was true or not.

"That's a good suggestion, but I can't leave Chaldea. How about you go instead of me when you come back?" Da Vinci asked tentatively.

"No, quit, leave!" Le Zhengling waved his hands and stopped the topic.

A group of people gradually came to Einzbern Castle, looking at the ancient castle built on the frozen soil in front of them.

The castle is shrouded in layers of illusion and magic, never to be revealed except in extremely accidental circumstances.

But today, Le Zhengling and his party were invited and finally saw this castle that existed for more than a thousand years.

"Hateful rich man!" Le Zhengling couldn't help cursing as he looked at this majestic stone city.

Hearing his words, everyone in Chaldea looked at him with strange expressions.

"Ling, as my disciple, don't you embarrass me too much?" Da Vinci said in a joking tone.

Le Zhengling glanced at her, "You, a big landlord class, can't understand the pain of a small person like me. To put it simply, you don't have back pain when you stand and talk! Why, do you want to try the poisonous African spear?! "

Le Zhengling, who was shocked by the facade of Einzbern, spoke a little incoherently, or it wasn't incoherent, but showed his true feelings.

At least, for the first time, Da Vinci heard a little bit about his past life experience from his naughty words.

Emiya Kiritsugu, who was catching up from behind, also heard these words. He was taken aback for a moment, then looked at the Einzbern City under the winter sun, and remembered the first time he saw this castle, the corner of his mouth twitched. Can't help but twitch a few times.

The gate of the castle opened slowly, and after walking through the huge courtyard, the group finally came to the main gate of the inner city.

And in front of the main entrance, stood an old man.

"I am the patriarch of the contemporary Einzbern, Ubstakuhaid von Einzbern." The old man's closed eyes slowly opened, and then he stared intently at Le Zhengling.

"Traveler in a parallel world, before welcoming you to Einzbern, I would like to ask a question." The old man said in a serious tone.

"Is it true what you said about the contamination of the Great Holy Grail?"

"Oh, it's true, because you cheated in the third Holy Grail War and used the Zoroastrian holy scriptures to summon the eighth-rank avenger Angola Mainyu. As a result, he was defeated and returned to the Holy Grail as a [vicious] vicious concept. The Great Holy Grail, which was originally a collection of non-attribute magic power, has been polluted."

"Wait, wait! Listen to what you just said? The absolute vicious god of Zoroastrianism, Angora Mainyu!? Can that kind of existence be summoned by the Holy Grail? And lose?!" Dr. Roman screamed again .

Emiya Kiritsugu also frowned and looked at Le Zhengling.

"I don't know if the real Holy Grail can summon the real Angora Mainu, but the one in Fuyuki City definitely can't." Le Zhengling looked at the doctor with a half-smile.

"Let's not say it's a god, even if it's a crowned hero, it's impossible to summon this Holy Grail. Oh, of course, if the crowned hero voluntarily abandons the crown, it's still somewhat possible."

"Also, just listen to the story when you listen to the story. Don't you know that it's rude to interrupt others?"

After hearing Le Zhengling's meaningful words, the doctor shut his mouth wisely.

"That's right, the Angola Mainyu I summoned back then was indeed not a god, but an ordinary young man who died before even surviving the first battle." Ubstakuhaid admitted with a gloomy face own past.

"Because that person, the original real body was indeed an ordinary young man, who was born in a village that believed in Zoroastrianism, and had never been exposed to magic and mysterious growth." Le Zhengling said softly.

"Until one day, in order to prove that people all over the world possess goodness, the youths are sacrificed as a symbol of all the evils in the world, carrying all the evils of the world on their backs."

"In short, throw all the guilt on him so that others are not guilty. It's a pretty ridiculous approach, but he does 'save' some humans, making him the ultimate anti-hero. "

Le Zhengling knew that he had devoured Angola Mainyu's spirit foundation, but this spirit foundation had never appeared, and after waking up from a deep sleep, those chaotic desires and malice entered the incubation period together.

But even so, some whispers often sounded in his ears, especially at this time, when he told Angola Mainu's life experience, these intermittent whispers suddenly became clear.

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Le Zhengling could hear that it was his own voice, but the tone of this voice was full of a sense of depravity that he had never uttered like this before.

Le Zhengling couldn't imagine the devilish and alluring voices that are often mentioned in literary works, but he feels that what he hears now is such a voice, which is a little sharper and slower than his usual voice, Full of laziness and haunting.

This voice became active after he entered Einzbern Castle, and I don't know if it was because his body was made by Einzbern, or there was an existence here that he didn't know. affect him.

Lezheng Lingbi didn't delve into it, he raised his head and looked at Ubus Takuhaid, "You are too obsessed with the third method, after all, Einzbern's wish was just a disciple who was entrusted by the third method. What they have given, they have already abandoned this place, have you never thought about changing the way of life?"

"The truth about Einzbern, I think you are very clear about it, we were only given this thing from the beginning, even if repeated countless times, until the end of our Einzbern, or before that sad wish is fulfilled , We will all repeat like this." Ubstaku Hayd's eyes did not waver in the slightest.

"Sure enough, you are like a machine with a fixed program, well, but this is also your business, because you neither expect miracles nor change. As an outsider, I will stop talking."

Le Zhengling shook his head, "Then, I came here by chance, can I ask you to give me a temporary shelter from the wind and rain, Patriarch Ahad?"

"As you wish—" Ubstaku Hayd glanced back.

"Boom——squeak" the heavy giant door slowly opened, and the resplendent entrance caught everyone's eyes. The entrance, hall, and corridors were dotted with vibrant flowers.

The crystal chandelier on the top of the hall is covered with magic candles that will never burn. The precious embroidered red carpet is spread from the entrance to the far staircase. Countless artificial people stand on both sides of the red carpet, waiting with their eyes closed.

Unexpectedly, Ubstaku Hayd accepted him so easily, Le Zhengling showed a puzzled expression.

"You are not considered an outsider. You can even be said to be a member of Einzbern." Ubstaku Hayd lowered his head, looked at Le Zhengling's face, and looked at each other with blood-red eyes .

Le Zhengling saw goodwill in Ubstakuhaid's eyes, and Ubstakuhaid saw vigilance and doubt in Le Zhengling's eyes.

"You said that we don't want to change. This is not true. We in Einzbern are looking forward to change, and this change has already started because of your appearance. Although I don't know whether this is good or bad, but I have stopped it unreasonably .” Yubstaku Hayd stretched out his hand, wanting to touch Le Zhengling’s face.