Tribute to the Demon King

Dr. Roman yelled in dismay: "It's okay if you don't have a good rest, Matthew!"

"Wow you two are here again..."

Da Vinci smiled and shook his head.

Kotomine Shirou on the side frowned slightly.

If I remember correctly, what Dr. Roman said just now should be...

Chapter 66 Looking back, I've grown up

"I just said something like 'you must need the help of a genius' and just followed, somewhat too willful..."

Doctor Roman sighed deeply.

Da Vinci opened the teleportation box without making a sound before, and got in like a cat that melted into a liquid, "huh huh~", and didn't get out no matter what he said.

He also said something like "Jerusalem is a city, at least it won't be running around like the fifth singularity", "If you say the 13th century, it would be the early Renaissance. It was the time when I was alive, that was It's my home game~" and so on, wanting to follow.

"If something happens to her, what will Chaldea do..."

On the seat in the control room, he buried his face between his hands and muttered in a low voice that only he could hear.

It's too willful anyway.

After that big explosion, there were only three confirmed teleportation boxes left in Chaldea.After the digital magician's repairs, only five teleport boxes have been used until now.

Except for the director who was injured in the last singularity and hadn't recovered yet, the others all kept their combat effectiveness intact.First of all, it is determined that Tatsuka Fujimaru, who has Master qualifications, is going to fight, and then Mash, who has the strongest protection ability.If Da Vinci is added, there are only two remaining support positions left.

In the end, it was decided at the strategy meeting that Shiro Kotomine, who had been tuned to Shiro Amakusa Tokisada, and Jean-Mario Spinella, who had been tuned to Charles Babbage.

If there is any emergency, Mr. Jean Mario, who can cooperate with Da Vinci to build a steam mechanism group, can reverse the unfavorable situation.Father Kotomine Shiro, who is familiar with Christian classics, can try to reach a consensus with the Crusaders.

One Master, one Servant, and three pseudo-Heroic Spirits.This is the lineup of Chaldea this time.

And Rin and Sakura are resting...the "Heroic Spirits" that their sisters have tuned into are too high to fight continuously; the Lord of the Clock Tower, El-Melloi II, is sitting next to Roman, Rubbing his forehead with a stomach ache, he prepared to command Matthew and the others remotely.

"Hopefully they're safe and sound."

Doctor Roman closed his eyes, prayed in a low voice, and sighed: "It would be great if His Excellency Paracelsus was still here..."

"Don't say that, you idiot."

El-Melloi II frowned and bit his cigar, and said in a low voice, "You have done a good job. I don't know what you are criticizing yourself, and I don't want to know what you hid from us before, but Don't you do a good job at ordinary times?"

"Your Excellency El-Melloi II..."

Roman looked in astonishment at the long-haired man who suddenly began to praise him.

"—Okay, here are some ugly words. Just grit your teeth and listen to me. If you don't want to hear it, you can cover your ears with your hands."

El-Melloi II slowly exhaled the mint-flavored cigar aroma, and said calmly: "I don't know what you are afraid of, Dr. Romani Akiman. You dare not have deep contact with other people, nor dare you Going against other people's opinions... In terms of human experience, it's the same as a student who is bullied in school. To put it bluntly, you're just a coward who doesn't want to see bad things."

Facing El-Mello's words like a poisonous thorn, Dr. Roman just accepted it with a wry smile.

For some reason, he felt that his heart became much calmer.

Maybe it was El Mello II's cigars that were spiced with spirit-promoting spices, or maybe...

"Also, don't cheer everyone up in the future. If that is not true."

El-Melloi II took another deep puff of the cigar, and said in a hoarse voice, "Because you don't believe in your own words at all. If you can't even comfort yourself, it will make people feel even sadder."

"is that so."

Dr. Roman tapped his head in distress: "Why didn't you tell me before? Ah... like a failed clown. I thought my words would make you happy."

"'Woe to those who call evil good, and good evil, who call darkness for light, and light for darkness, and bitter for sweet, and sweet for bitter—'"

El-Melloi II suddenly uttered something like a prayer, and then squinted at Roman: "You know where these words come from."

Roman's pupils narrowed slightly, then he nodded with a wry smile: "Well, the book of Ecclesiastes written by Solomon."

"Well. The sentence you just blurted out 'no one has the power to control life, to retain it; and no one has the power to control the time of death.' This sentence is also the same, and it is Solomon's famous saying. Off, but I'm sorry I noticed it anyway. Father Kotomine should be the same."

The long-haired monarch put his right hand in front of his mouth, holding the cigar that was burned to a third, and said in a muffled voice: "I don't know who you are, and I don't want to know who you are. In short, you are doing it for our own good." , Be nice to Chaldea, right? That's enough, Romani. Uh... I'm a little anxious."

As he said that, without even looking at Dr. Roman beside him, he reached out and extinguished the cigar that had burned and started to bitter.

Dr. Roman hesitated, fell silent for a while, then lowered his voice and hurriedly said, "Actually, I have a Holy Grail-like ability. If I use it, I might be able to solve this situation..."

"—but the price is that you'll die, right?"

El-Melloi II frowned, looked dissatisfiedly at Doctor Roman beside him, and said coldly: "So, hurry up and put away this boring idea. No one would want to see this result. At the end of the day, you're still a boring pessimist... at least you have to trust those people who are working with you to save the world."

"Your Excellency El-Melloi..."

Roman looked at the magician beside him in a daze.

"Whether it is a magician or something, the self is absolute for human beings. No matter what kind of good or evil deeds have been committed or will be, they may not really save others or hurt others. Standing at this moment hesitates Otherwise, it's just a waste of precious time."

There was something unshakable in El-Melloi II's voice.

"But it doesn't matter whether it's confession or redemption. Since it's the path I've decided on myself, stand up for me. If you need the strength of others, at least let yourself do it first. Otherwise, if you need the help of others, It would be too condescending to ask for encouragement from others."

Looking at Roman who was staring at him blankly, a certain monarch turned his head flatly, and said casually: "I will help you keep a secret. Also, remember to call me El-Melloi II, Roman."

"……what."