Matou Shinji Returns from Infinite

Everything in the illusion space is data.

With his mental strength, a little interference can forcibly open a 'gap' on the impenetrable wall that can be walked through.

The room is not big, it should be a research room for a small group of three or five people.

There are also some third-rate mantra materials like plant roots on the table.

Shinji put Misaya on the sofa in the corner, and put his palm on her head.

Ignore the wonderful touch of cool, soft skin.

Refer to the principle of sneaking into the room before, sneak into his spirit, read the memory, and collect the desired information.

In the 'infinite game' many people will have similar techniques.

Although it is definitely not a good experience for the parties involved, it is indeed one of the fastest ways to obtain information.

Not to mention players, necromancers can also gather information from the souls of the dead.

Perhaps in consideration of the fact that one day this will happen.

Misaya set up a large number of defensive spells against mental interference and intrusion on the surface of her "spiritual structure", but ignored the blow from the "physical level".

It is absolutely impossible to say that it was unexpected.

The only thing that can be explained is that there are secrets hidden in her brain that she doesn't want anyone to know.

Shinji felt like he was peeking at the diary while the client was asleep.

I have to say... a little exciting.

……

Misaya had a very long dream.

It's like walking the road you've traveled so far all over again.

Unforgettable memories are staged again.

Even if it happens again, I still don't have the ability to save it.

Father is dead.

Standing in front of his grandfather's body, his father, who was not even a little bit moved, would show such a desperate and painful expression.

Not simply because of being betrayed by a Servant.

Nor is it because of losing the chance to win the crown in the Holy Grail War that took place in Tokyo eight years ago.

But because of myself.

At that time, she was only eight years old, but she was praised even by the king of kings.

A treacherous alchemist and an unknown master cast a curse on himself.

The strength of that curse made my father feel hopeless.

In the end, he was killed by the enemy in despair.

Misaya will never forget that day.

I can't forget the expression on my father's kneeling on the ground.

later……

The Holy Grail War is still going on.

No one cares who the winner is.

It is only known that someone bred a giant beast capable of destroying the world with the power of the Holy Grail.

He devours human beings and spreads disasters.

Let darkness sweep the world.

The azure planet is stained with an indelible scarlet.

Those who survived were transferred to the undersea city, Tomorrow's Ark by the association, the church and the governments of various countries.

The predecessor of this city was one of the three major institutions of the Association, the original workshop - Wandering Sea.

Afterwards, it was transformed by the Atlas Institute and finally formed an "ideal town" that can accommodate millions of people.

And I have also made great progress in these eight years, even breaking the monopoly of the monarch family of [Botany], becoming the chief student of [Botany].

... no, wait.

It seems like something is missing.

Thinking is unconsciously deepening.

But there is a sense of incongruity.

It's like someone is holding your hand and writing.

Some memories that even I had subconsciously forgotten were dug out bit by bit.

Those are the little things in life.

That's not what you're looking for.

Misaya told her intuitively.

Under these superficial disguises, there are still things that I haven't noticed.

Numerous images flashed by at a speed close to that of light.

Go forward and go deep.

In the corner of consciousness, the center of unawareness.

I saw it.

A golden cup.

A golden clock generally hangs huge in the sky.

A shining golden figure sitting on a lotus pan.

Maybe he noticed her coming.

"Let's begin, to continue a new chapter in the interrupted history."

He opened his mouth to 'speak'.

that look.

Not looking at yourself.

But looking behind.

Misaya looked back unconsciously.

He also saw a person behind him.

Ocean blue hair.

...ocean blue hair?

In an instant, the field of vision spun.

"—!?"

Misaya suddenly opened her eyes and sat up.

Breathing heavily.

Suddenly, he felt something and turned his head to look.

as predicted.

The last person you want to see is leaning against the wall.

"Hey, are you awake? You seem to be in good spirits, did you remember anything happy?"

Shinji greeted him nonchalantly.

Then—was beaten.

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Disappeared.

Only this feeling remained in his chest.

"what have you done?"

Mei Sa Ye stared coldly at the young man with arms crossed by the wall.

Even though it was only a little bit, it was really stupid to think of the other party as an object that could be observed at will.

The magic just released—the process including the result, just like what happened before losing consciousness, disappeared without a trace.

It seems that all this is a wild conjecture.

"It's nothing, just delete the unimportant things."

Shinji said in a casual tone.

No matter how you look at the smile on your face, you want someone to punch you.

……delete.

I was slightly poked at the heart by this word.

Misaya pursed her lips tightly.

For people living in this imaginary world, deletion also sometimes means 'deprivation'.

The spirit protects the body so that the ego representing material phenomena will not be affected by the imaginary space, but who will protect the spirit?

In a sense, the spirit sub-construct seems to expose its vulnerable side to others.

therefore--

The era of consciousness is dominated by the strength of consciousness.