A true hero marries a man by his appearance [Comprehensive]

Before that, Eddie always thought that the reason why Egypt met Gishsh who died and reappeared that time was because that guy had the blood of God.

At any rate, two-thirds of the divine blood, for some reason he didn't understand at all, would cheat the corpse after death...seems to be plausible?

However, it happened that time.

After hundreds of years, never encountered again.

Even though such a long time has passed, enough to erase many people and things, Eddie still hasn't forgotten, after all, it is really unforgettable, and his shame is nailed to it.

Heroic Spirit...

He has also been exploring the meaning of this term, but apart from some vague guesses, the deeper content is still unclear.

After going on like this for a long time, Eddie didn't expect to get the truth from any passerby he met casually—but he didn't want to, it was just such a mistake.

At any rate, I got rid of the "nightmare that I couldn't help but want to strangle to death".Even though the magician Merlin who was crowned with the title of "passerby you met casually" didn't expect him to ask about Heroic Spirit at all, after a brief moment of astonishment, he still told Eddie the general situation.

The so-called "heroic spirits" are actually heroes who shine brightly in history, legends, and various myths. Their achievements are widely praised by future generations even after a long time.

Just because the deeds of these heroes have been engraved for a long time, after they die, they can become "heroic spirits", ascend to a special place called the Hall of Valor, and become extremely great and special existences.

"Generally speaking, magicians in this world can use some kind of medium to summon heroic spirits, and sign contracts with destined heroic spirits..."

"However, it takes too much magic power. Only the best magician can succeed. Moreover, the heroic spirit may not respond to the call, and even if it responds, it may not be controlled."

Merlin slowly said what he knew, and at the same time, by deliberately slowing down his speech, he observed the expression of the man who seemed to be listening carefully.

He was finally being watched.Moreover, the eyes are still so focused, without any killing intent or disgust——

Oops.

It's just being watched intently, what happened to the sudden acceleration of the heartbeat?

Due to the inconvenience of speaking, the words on his lips kept coming, but Merlin secretly lost his mind for a while.

Deep down in his heart, he probably sensed that something was wrong with him, but obviously he didn't have this awareness yet.Therefore, the invisible daze ended, and Merlin logically looked directly at Eddie's eyes that were so calm that they could almost reflect his own face.

He said in a relaxed tone: "So, it is still very dangerous to have a relationship with a heroic spirit. An example of a magician who dared to summon a heroic spirit directly and was lucky to be responded by a heroic spirit. Anyway, I don't know, and it is impossible for someone to be so stupid, right? "

In particular, the "magician" Merlin mentioned here refers to those ordinary magicians who account for the vast majority of the proportion.

Unless the time goes a little further, back to the age of the gods thousands of years ago - magicians at that time could summon heroic spirits.

If it is now, then probably only...

he.

Heroic spirits can now be summoned more easily.

By the way, Merlin's narration here is basically seeking truth from facts, and the last half of the sentence is really emotional from the heart, and I feel that no one will forcefully summon the heroic spirit like that.

Let's not talk about the reaction of the heroic spirit. I'm afraid that the unlucky magician died because his magic power was drained in an instant.

Therefore, it is because the fact is so, there is no need to question it at all, Merlin never thought of——

Although not the party who summoned the heroic spirit.

However, Eddie was the culprit who indirectly caused that unlucky "fool" to summon a heroic spirit and almost died.

Merlin's words were equivalent to hitting the sore spot in his heart very precisely when he learned the truth.

Eddie: "..."

"It turns out that it's no wonder..."

No wonder someone died so calmly and so sure they would see each other again.

In an instant, the anger that had been completely concealed rose in his heart. Eddie had no expression on his face, but his hands hanging by his sides were clenched into fists, and it took a long time before he slowly let go. open.

"The Heroic Spirit you are talking about can only appear after being summoned, or is there a way to come down from the Hall of Heroic Spirit by yourself?"

Merlin felt that Eddie's question was more and more strange, but he still replied: "Ah, in this case..."

"Usually, it is impossible to leave the Hall of Valor by oneself. With the help of the contract and the magical power of the magician, it is only a clone cast by the heroic spirit. The main body is restricted by the score. The body is too big."

"Oh."

Eddie nodded, and the only strange expression on his face disappeared completely at this moment.

Merlin, who had been observing him, naturally noticed this detail.

However, he couldn't even see through this man's background, and he couldn't figure out what was going on in the man's heart.

Although the more this is the case, the more he wants to dig out the real thoughts of this man - for example, first figure out who is in his mind when he looks away, and what is the relationship with the heroic spirit.

A few words related to his mood leaked from the man's mouth, like a whisper that he couldn't control for a while.

"Don't talk about that guy. If that's the case, isn't it...Enki..."

The following words were stopped abruptly and stopped abruptly, only Merlin who happened to hear it was very concerned.

Enki?This is a, name?

It feels like this name is incomplete, but the owner of this name, which is very important to Eddie, has been able to be determined without a doubt.

Merlin opened his mouth, and then swallowed "I am a magician who can summon heroic spirits, do you want to meet someone and I can help?"

He still wants to observe again.

At least, let's figure out who that "Enki" is first.

Leaving aside just such a short period of time, Merlin, who has been unlucky one after another and hasn't learned his lesson, has made up his mind. Anyway, the smile on his lips at this time is very kind.

"Is there anything else you want to know? Ah yes, thank you so much before, please accept my..."

--gratitude.

Not finished yet.

He saw that the man whose attitude changed a little bit turned his gaze away and took a step forward.

Without squinting, he walked past him without stopping.

Merlin was once again regarded as an air that could be ignored.

Merlin: "..."

Dazed, silent, a little bit of a sense of loss suddenly empty in the heart.

"This feeling of being thrown away after using it is really terrible!"

*****

On the second day of walking together, and the third day of meeting, Eddie (involuntarily) knew all the background of this strange combination headed by the girl knight.

Let me explain in advance that he really doesn't want to know where they come from and where they want to go.

Because he thought that since the dragon had been slaughtered, he could always get rid of the entanglement of the little ghosts and leave in a graceful manner.

Eddie had no intention of continuing to travel with these people from the beginning. Although he learned the details of the heroic spirit, it can only be regarded as a reasonable "compensation" for the windfall. I want him to express his gratitude for this-don't think about it, impossible.

Lifting the two young men who were disgraced by the dragon as toys out of the cave, Eddie didn't care about the magician who was left alone in the ground. , and planned to leave on his own.

however.

He hadn't had time to turn around yet.

Artoria: "..."

Kai: "..."

"...Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Two voices sounded at the same time, and the content of the mourning was almost the same.

While screaming in grief, they rushed over resolutely, blocking the wide avenue where Eddie left.

"Fist! Hot blood! A man's romance! Cough cough cough...Brother Eddie, can you please tell me about the specific process of slaying the dragon?"

"I really want to hear it too. Ah, by the way, this is a handkerchief—Brother Eddie, wipe your face~"

Eddie: "..."

Hey.

Hey, hey hey hey.

Are all the little devils in the world so pestering?

One looked at him with shining eyes of admiration, and the other looked at him with similar eyes, but at the same time, he was very obedient and caring and took out the small handkerchief that he carried with him, and asked the man who still had 01:30 dried dragon blood on his face to wipe it. wipe clean.

There is no doubt that he cannot go away.

The little ghosts surrounded him, as if they must listen to Eddie's detailed account of the process, so they could stay up all night for this.

Yes, they found a flat ground in the mountains as a camp to rest at night, lit a bonfire, and sat by the bonfire with their legs crossed, waiting for the story with a solemn face.

Eddie: "..."

Eddie: "It's useless to look at me. It's just killing a dragon that can speak human language. There's nothing to say. It's too stupid to say it. I can't. Give up."

"Oh, disappointment... But, Brother Eddie has already said so, so you can't force it..."

Eddie: "..."

"Ugh..."

"...It's really annoying, I won't talk about it, you let the guy who watched the whole thing...I forgot what his name is, anyway, just let him tell you if you can't hear it!"

Eddie really had nothing to do with them, impatiently, as if he suddenly remembered someone he had forgotten for a long time, and immediately dragged him out without hesitation.

Sitting silently in the corner, Merlin who was called by name unexpectedly: "What? Finally remembered me? Wait, don't you even want to remember my name?!"

Merlin's shock and protest were not noticed for the time being. After Eddie got up, he planned to leave this group of people who were in high spirits, and

I went to sleep.

However, before turning over to the tallest tree next to the camp, he paused again, and indifferently took out a shiny object from his pocket.

Raising his hand, he seemed to throw it casually.

"...!"

It was Kay who caught it.

He only saw a flash of light, and after subconsciously catching it, he looked down, and surprise immediately appeared on his face.

"This is the dragon scale of the previous dragon?"

"Dragon's reverse scale." Eddie said, his eyes did not miss it, he turned his back after throwing it over, and only waved his hands perfunctorily to the few people who looked over stupidly: "I'm used to it, and it's useless after I pull it out." That's it, I'll let you play."

"Is it a habit...? Pulling out dragon scales is such a strange habit."

Kai definitely couldn't figure it out, but it didn't stop him from turning over the golden dragon scales several times after accepting the gift, feeling very happy in his heart.

"Well, I didn't see when he drew Nilin, but..."

Merlin also sat up at this time, took the Ni Lin obtained by Kai in his hand, and cast his eyes on it, showing a little deep meaning for no reason, but said: "It's not bad, Kai, the Ni Lin of the God Seed is very good. Rare material, I will reforge a sword for you in a few days."

"Okay, in this case, I will take over the task of telling the story and tell you what I saw with my own eyes."

"Then let's get started, it can also be used as a teaching material. So, today's bedtime story about a man slaying a dragon—"

……

In the pitch-dark valley, even though the light from the bonfire had dimmed, it was still conspicuous enough.

It's past midnight, and the so-called bedtime story hasn't been finished yet.

As the narrator, the magician has excellent eloquence and even better patience. After talking so much, he doesn't feel tired at all.

Of course, he was so excited because of the extra compensation from the two young people who were listeners and students.

Although what I said at the beginning was to tell the process of Eddie slaying the dragon in great detail.

However, Merlin messed up the steps a bit, and added additional content that he needed to add.

"Arturia, you still haven't changed your old problem. You are too impulsive. Facing a powerful enemy who is absolutely far behind you, it is not enough to just think about defeating the opponent. The more difficult it is, the more carefully you must observe its weakness."

"Kai, you have a good personality, much more stable than Artoria, and you have good timing in battle. But! Yes! You have old problems that have not been corrected, don't always care about Artoria , you have to trust her more, she won't be so useless and get hurt in the few seconds you didn't pay attention."

Chattering, chattering really.

Before telling the story, he spent quite a while preaching to the two immature knights.

Just mentioning one sentence is not enough. After entering the preaching mode, the magician who seemed to be smiling all the time suddenly became serious, and the majesty unique to the teacher was naturally revealed on the surface.

After arriving, he began to talk about every detail he observed, and mentioned all the mistakes the two made.Of course, there are also some advantages...

Just a little bit, it can be ignored.

However, Artoria and Kai are probably used to this kind of preaching, and they are not at all uncomfortable.Just when I was listening, I occasionally yawned a little.

"Okay, Teacher Meilin, I will remember... Well, whisper, you are really getting more and more verbose."

"Huh? Huh? I can hear you."

Their voices were not loud, but the firelight was really bright.

It is said that the man who left them early and went to sleep by himself was lying among the tall branches. On the surface, he was far away from the hustle and bustle below, but in fact, even if there was only a little noise, it could still be heard clearly.

Eddie still wasn't very interested in what they were talking about, but he couldn't sleep, and when he lay high up with his eyes closed, the noise couldn't stop creeping into his head.

No matter how long the people below chattered, he closed his eyes and listened half-forced for a long time.The understanding of Artoria and the others also helplessly increased a lot.

They are not ordinary knights and magicians. They have been training outside for more than a year, and it is not just to improve their strength.

To become a qualified king—and, savior? —and make long preparations in advance.

I don't understand, and I don't want to get involved, and I always find it very troublesome.

After listening for a long time, he only paid a little attention to one thing.

All the actions of these people seem to be based on the foundation that "Artoria Pendragon will definitely become king".

The magician he disliked existed as a guide, and even Artoria herself completely acquiesced to this point of view, and took this far-off result as the goal of her continuous efforts.

——So, why are you so sure.

A trace of dissatisfaction seemed to flash across the calm face of the man lying on the tree.

As time passed, the voices of conversation from below gradually became quieter.

After finishing the most important pointing session, Merlin then told the long-awaited "story" of the boys and girls.

however.

"Well, I have to say, this silver-haired brave man who conquered you in just a second is very skillful. Oh oh oh, the process..."

"Although the process is really exciting for people who have seen it with their own eyes, but if you want to say it—except blood is blood, it seems that there is nothing more to say at all?"

"Huh? What? That's it? No more? So disappointed!!!"

"Oh, there's nothing I can do to be disappointed. Well, that's all for staying up late. It's time for the children to go to bed."

From the long voices of surprise, one can hear how lonely the teenagers and girls who couldn't believe that the "process" was taken by a single sentence like this, waited until Teacher Mei Lin who had whetted their appetites and cruelly shattered their illusions drove them to sleep, The dissatisfaction climbed to the peak again.

However, there is no way to protest.

Mr. Meilin is always extremely authoritarian at certain moments, smiling and irresistible.

The two unwilling "kids" had no choice but to fall into a deep sleep.

There was no such thing as being unable to fall asleep because of a surge of emotion. After rushing the road this day and going through such a difficult battle, they almost lay down, and when they closed their eyes, they immediately fell asleep.

Without the "audience", the narrator of the story will naturally get silence and peace.

Under the thick black night, the figure of the white-haired and white-robed magician is not obtrusive, perhaps because he should blend in with the night.

The bonfire was extinguished half way through, and Merlin lit the fire again, so that the suddenly rising light could cover the young man sleeping beside the bonfire.

He should have rested too.

It does not refer to the dormancy of the entity, but to let the depressed mental body quietly run into the dream of any human being, absorbing the energy of the dream, so as to get rid of this weak to death state earlier.

As a result, he who was going to do this changed his mind temporarily at a certain moment.

Merlin sat down under a certain tree, slowly holding the staff in his arms.

He also slowly closed his eyes, except for the burning bonfire in front of him, there was no one to communicate with.However, after a while, the voice that seemed to be talking to himself echoed unhurriedly:

"The apology for those things between us, I guess you won't care if you say it, so I'll keep it and talk about it later."

"Then, please let me, as the teacher of Artoria Pendragon and the leader of King Arthur——to confirm something very important to you, the mysterious person who will be shrouded in mist in the future."

Conversations tonight will only be heard by those who are still awake.

Moreover, when making the inquiry, Merlin's voice was as clear as usual, as if there was no shadow mixed in.

But the beating firelight mixed with the dark night reflected in his eyes, but it was blurred with a slightly deserted color.

After meeting for the first time, the magician, who would show an incongruous side when he got acquainted with people a little bit, unexpectedly changed quite a bit in his aura at this moment.

He is serious.

Seriously, even a man who has a great prejudice against his character raises one eyelid lazily in silence.

"My student really wants to be a companion with you whose identity is still unknown. This idea is still very immature. Besides, there are too many uncertain factors..."

Up to here, it seems that it means objection, and Eddie has judged it so disdainfully.

However, the follow-up of not playing cards according to the routine came: "Well, it is indeed a lot of trouble, but--I am actually happy to hear about it."

"Since it's her wish, and Kay has no objection, of course I won't object. After all, it's rare for Arturia to have someone she likes so much. Perhaps, this is the 'fate' that clairvoyance can't see in advance."

Eddie didn't speak from the beginning to the end, as if he didn't hear, let Merlin talk to himself.

But in fact, he still listened, and his attitude was slightly more serious.

"Okay, that's a bit too much, let's get down to business. What I want to be sure of is—"

Eddie's other eye opened as well, looking down slightly, through the gaps in the leaves.

"Obviously, you guy, you have too much personality, you must be a pretty headstrong guy!"

Eddie: "...???"

Shouldn't it be serious? Why do you feel that the tone is a little bit wrong all of a sudden?

After that, even more wrong words followed.

"At some point, if you and I disagree, the use of force is strictly prohibited! Yes, violence, strongly resist!"

"As for what kind of situation it is, for example, for example, regarding the style and length of Artoria's skirt, I will never back down—"

Eddie: "..."

Brain is sick!

I am also an idiot for being distracted by this frivolous guy talking nonsense!

A second later, the voice of the magician who had actually found out what he wanted to know and was using "frivolous" words to cover up his real purpose froze and turned into a muffled cry of pain.

"Ouch!"

A tree trunk that must weigh more than ten kilograms was snapped off somehow, and it happened to hit the top of his head.