[Comprehensive] Chaos and evil don't want to forget it!

On this day, an unknown—to be precise, a small blog that is relatively famous in the eyes of some nerds—suddenly opened a live broadcast room. Some people from all over the world rushed in.

The scene inside was so clear that it was almost captured by a professional camera. From the corner of the angle of view and the corner of the garden outside the window, it could be vaguely judged that they were in a very spacious villa, and these people were at the door of a room at the end of a corridor.

And it seems inconspicuous among the group of people, but in fact it is easy to see that it is in a leading position, it is a slender but full of strength blond girl in a black dress skirt - the woman who hugs her. child.

... what combination is this?Your Royal Highness?

The onlookers, who thought it was a special broadcast by Internet idols, were dumbfounded, but the sudden curiosity made him continue to watch.

No matter what kind of special performance or personal live broadcast, he felt that he dared to watch such a luxurious scene... a little inflated.

In fact, what was more important was that the girl who looked like stars and moons, who was being held in the arms of a knight-like girl, suddenly made a calm but firm sound that aroused his interest.

From the photographer's point of view, you can only see the backs of the two of them, and the blond man standing a little closer on the other side looks a bit like the brother of the blond girl, and you can feel it just by looking at the profile... ...Hmm...It's the model of a peerless prince who combines temperament and beauty.

Hey, even if it's a special program group, the lineup in this small online idol's live broadcast room is ridiculously high! ? !

"First of all, there are no sharp scratches inside. It is obviously not the mad king." The girl with orange hair moved her fingers, and pushed the door open a little, revealing the whole picture inside, "Sometimes there will be something on the wall in the words of caster. There are some black traces of being burned by fire, and there are usually no such things for maintaining guns on the table."

As she spoke, she pointed to the scattered books on the table.

"Then choose from Lancer..." She patted the arm of the girl who was holding her, "Alter go in."

"...Master, do you really want to go in?"

"What do you care about? It's not very messy inside." She raised her head, and only then did the camera see her appearance clearly.

Compared with the one around her, she looks more ordinary, but she is calmly hugged in her arms, and the indifferent expression on her face is matched with the pair of golden pupils that seem to be empty but seem to imply some kind of black, There seems to be some subtle fit.

As if she had noticed something, she glanced towards the camera, with a faint sense of oppression, and her voice was soft.

"Merlin, what are you doing?"

Onlookers No. [-] outside the live broadcast room decided to put away the previous rash "Her Royal Highness" evaluation.

It wasn't the aristocratic and elegant aloofness that came from being pampered and pampered by nature, but more like a monster-like gaze that came from... in the dark, examining the reckless brave men who came to disturb him.

Maybe it was because of the cameraman, but she looked over with some doubts in her eyes.

"Just start a live broadcast, maybe the Servants you saw in the room came back and wanted to apologize with death~" There was a very sweet and obvious voice that didn't want to be beaten suddenly beside the camera.

Onlooker No. [-] seemed to vaguely understand the meaning of the strange word "public execution" on the live broadcast name.

A barrage suddenly floated over the petition in the live broadcast room.

"Master, I was wrong——!!!!"

At this time, in the live broadcast, I happened to see the girl known as Master leaning out slightly and reaching into the bottom of the bed that was completely covered by the sheet. ……book.

Yes, as a real dead house, it is a natural skill to be able to judge its essence from the cover, whether it is cryptic or direct, at a glance.

"Ah, it's the older one."

The photographer quickly retracted the lens to focus very thoughtfully, highlighting that one of the protagonists with a calm face turned over was his own, and the wild woods also carried a book bundled with special elements.

Because the content is quite exciting, onlooker No. [-] actually wanted to ask for resources, but when I saw the girl at the head, she treated herself with all kinds of shameful gestures when she was entered into the book by YY, and she still had a very indifferent attitude, as if she had already experienced it. Countless times like this incident, he read it... He couldn't help admiring it.

...In the end, why are you so proficient? !

If Fujimaru Tachibana could hear his voice, she would definitely reply with a deadpan face in a tone that was only one breath away from falling into Buddhism, "You will get used to it after reading hundreds or thousands of books."

This kind of grove is quite acceptable in the wild, oh, of course, she didn't mean that she couldn't accept Hokusai's tentacles... In the end, she just couldn't understand why she was basically the main character.

...And no matter how you think about it, she doesn't seem like the kind of character who is "being" bullied.

Looking at the well-printed paper book that even smelled of ink, the girl with an appearance that was almost identical to her was being entangled in Chiguo's body by vines that were obviously recruited by Rune magic, pulling away the softness. His legs, the smooth and slender body was still stained with a little fruit pulp, his half-closed eyes seemed to be tired or sleepy, and there was still some unspeakable liquid under his eyes...

"The slightly smaller one is more straightforward, and there will be no settings such as binding." Fujimaru Tachibana made a judgment in this way, and casually threw the book that he had read in a few seconds on the ground, "It's been so long It's strange how the taste hasn't changed."

"Perhaps this is also a kind of love to a certain extent." Arthur said with a smile, obviously a little teasing.

"...In a sense, I still hope you can change it." Fujimaru Tachibana sighed after hearing this, "It's sad that there is no new idea at all, Master."

"Pfft, it's better for Xiao Tachibana not to do this." Merlin said, his smile seemed to be full of sarcasm.

"...Master." Arthur grabbed Fujimaru Tachibana's hand that hadn't been retracted, and turned his wrist easily, like he was holding a sword flower, and finally pressed it lightly on her knuckles, with blue eyes I don't know whether it is helplessness or nostalgia, with many incomprehensible emotions, "Our time is frozen, and..."

"If you don't do this, how can you wait for your unattainable return?"

Fujimaru Tachibana's gaze stayed on the handsome young face in front of her, she still looked at Arthur as if she hadn't parted from her.

She knew there were things Arthur hadn't said - like whether she'd even come back or not.

but……

"I am the same." Fujimaru Tachibana slowly showed a very faint smile, and her eyes seemed to have finally brought a radiance, which was unprecedented when facing other people, including familiar and unfamiliar servants in the past , It seems to be an aurora-like magnificent color.

"I never thought I'd see you again, and it's a miracle to me, Arthur."

As she spoke, she put her hand gently on Arthur's face, and he quickly raised his hand, half-clasping the stiff and uncontrollably trembling hand, and touched the bone that seemed to be covered with a layer of skin. Only when the hand is normal, I feel a little self-blame.

"So... I forgive you for collecting my body without authorization and trying to resurrect me."

Arthur: "..."

"Really, I took my farewell before I left for nothing, but I am very serious." Fujimaru Tachibana pulled out his hand, glanced at them, and looked at Arturia Alter again, "Let's go, go to the next one." Room."

"Don't you need to take these?" Galahad pointedly looked at the notebook on the ground.

"No, I thought I could see something new. If it's still like this, there's no need to bring it up and talk about it earlier." Fujimaru Tachibana rationally analyzed.

The onlookers, who didn't know what happened at all, found that the moment the young man named Arthur grabbed the orange-haired girl in the middle, the live broadcast directly entered the rest period, and it was only just now that the reconnection started, and they were a little confused.

Could it be, did some on-site dispute happen?

"Whose is next? I guess it's the Mad King's." Fujimaru Tachibana said and pulled the belt on Artoria Alter again, "Let's go."

"If you are tired, you can replace me." Arthur said calmly.

Artoria Alter picked her eyes, turned around easily with pride and confidence, and walked to the next room with extremely steady steps.

"...I can go back to my wheelchair." Fujimaru Tachibana interjected nonchalantly, but this time it was obviously ignored by everyone.

"Master, how did you know it was that guy's room without even opening the door?" Bedivere asked.

The moaner Tristan, who had been closing his eyes all the time, frowned and said, "The intent to kill."

"Even with the door closed, you can clearly feel the murderous intent, what did he add to it..." Fujimaru Tachibana was also a little confused,

As she spoke, she opened the door, and it was almost as she had expected, it was a room that could be used as an interrogation room after a little more work.

There are similar weapons on display. The thorns are so sharp that they almost burn people's eyes. The red color is made by itself, but it is very similar to the color polluted by blood - it is fixed on the unoxidized moment.

Fujimaru Tachibana looked around, and finally pointed to a corner that was suppressed by the baffle, a place that couldn't be illuminated even if the light was turned on.

"Eh?! Could it be that he..." Galahad twitched the corners of his mouth in disbelief.

Fujimaru Tachibana pulled the baffle, and there was a box underneath, which seemed to be well preserved. She glanced back and shook her head.

"It's not what you think."

Unknowingly, the number of people in the live broadcast room continued to increase. Different from the group of unknown people who were very purposeful at the beginning, these people did not know who attracted them or were recommended to come to watch. It caused some confusion in the barrage.

Suddenly, an enlarged and bold red letter floated over it.

"Humph."

At the same time, Fujimaru Tachibana took out a...

The author has something to say: I originally finished writing in the middle of the night yesterday, but I passed out because I was too sleepy, so... um.

It’s impossible to update on time. It’s too cold in winter and I feel my hands are so stiff that I can’t move. I don’t know when I want to. I hope everyone understands w

Your comments in winter are the only motivation for me not to end quickly