[FGO] Stone is a bad civilization

All will meet their end.

"The Chaldean battle suit is too uncomfortable to wear."

Standing in front of the spiritual transfer frame in the center of the control room, I strangled my wrists bound by the tights, and complained to Romani who was standing aside with some dissatisfaction.

"What did the staff of the reserve department think, and why did they design such shameful clothes?"

"If nothing else, this should be the last time you wear it."

Romani comforted me with a smile and said, "Be patient, this set is the equipment that can protect the Master's body to the greatest extent. It's the final battle, and this time you can't let you talk about your own clothes anymore. "

He stretched out his hand and told me to put a strand of hair that fell from my temple behind my ear.For the convenience of movement and to ensure a clear line of sight, I chose to tie my hair up this time.The neat hairstyle, uncomfortable clothes, and the overly serious atmosphere in the control room all made me feel somewhat uneasy.

Romani watched me arrange my gloves again and again, almost nervously, and finally sighed helplessly.

"Are you nervous?" he asked me.

I hesitated for a moment, and quickly glanced at the people around me to confirm that they were not paying attention to me and Romani, and then I quickly nodded towards each other.

"It's not that I'm nervous," I saw the change in the face of the other party, and immediately explained, "It's just that I have a bad hunch.

Romani didn't answer me right away, but raised his hand to remove the ponytail I had combed for a long time before, and then snorted the top of my head.

"Why do you?" I don't need to look in the mirror to know that my hair must be a mess now, "I tossed and tossed my hairstyle for so long in the morning, why did you tear it apart?"

"I think you look better with your hair down," Romani said.

"Try to grow your hair long after you come back? The color of your hair is beautiful and the gloss is also very good. If you have long hair, you will be beautiful."

"The point is this? Is my hair not long enough now?"

I muttered, and took back the hair rope that Romani had taken off. I wanted to tie my hair up again before I acted, but after thinking about it, I gave up this idea and wrapped it around my wrist instead. .

"If you must set the standard for long hair according to the length of your hair, it's not like I haven't grown it before."

I recalled the days when I was still living in my home in Japan, and gestured towards the other party: "The longest time was probably at the waist, and in order not to make my appearance look too different from other people's , I even dyed my hair with black hair dye... the color of my eyes has not changed, it is still blue."

"That's really good."

Romani nodded: "Do you have any photos?"

"How could it be?" I spread my hands towards him, and said, "Let's not talk about that period of time, there are very few photos of me when I was a child, but there is one oil painting...It's very interesting, right? My hometown in Germany is really He is so particular about it that he even invites a painter to come to the castle to paint oil paintings."

Although the life experience in the castle when I was a child is far away from my life, but because it is too special, every time someone asks about this period of time, I am happy to share with others what I had in the castle. time spent.

“Western culture is really different from Eastern culture,”

I was aroused by this topic, and I talked to him enthusiastically about some of my childhood experiences: "The decoration in the house is very old-fashioned, and the servants wear special uniforms. Afternoon tea... Ah, if I have a chance later, I must take you to see it."

Romani smiled at me.

"When I heard you tell about your past, I thought you might hate it, but now it seems that you have a good sense of your hometown in Germany?" he asked me.

"When it comes to this, the whole person's spirit is different."

"So-so, it can't be said that I like it..." I scratched my hair embarrassingly, "After all, I was still a child at that time, and compared with the clock tower, there was the Aiba family in Japan, or the ancient German house. Fort makes me feel a little more at ease.”

"Well," Romani responded, then looked at me for a while, and suddenly asked me, "Do you feel a little more relaxed now?"

I was taken aback by his sudden question, and it took me a while to realize that the other party deliberately changed the topic just now, probably because he wanted me to temporarily divert my attention from the subsequent spirit transfer operation.

"Better……"

After belatedly comprehending the other party's intentions, I looked away uncomfortably.

"But in retrospect, I seem to have set up a lot of incredible flags just now. When I think about it this way, I seem to be even more flustered." I sneaked a glance at him and muttered in a low voice.

After hearing what I said, Romani burst out laughing with a "puchi".

"How come," he said, "why should you believe such a thing?"

"Because I think I'm really unlucky," I said as a matter of course, "every time the spirit is transferred, something will happen. Look, it's the first time..."

Just as I was about to list my previous experiences, I was interrupted by Romani's sudden opening.

"It's too unlucky to say these words before leaving!"

He seemed to want to yell at first, but due to the environment we are in now, he abruptly lowered the volume of the follow-up after uttering the first word.

Romani blinked nervously twice: "Hurry up and take a sip to get rid of bad luck!"

"...Who told me not to be superstitious just now?"

I was taken aback by him at first, but after I reacted randomly, I was about to be amused by him: "Are you joking on purpose or are you serious?"

After listening to my question, Romani thought for a while seriously.

"Is there any difference between these two statements?" He asked me back.

I laughed: "Of course not, I just said casually that you really think about it? Stupid Romani."

"What, I just want to comfort you." Romani muttered a little unconvinced.

"But let's talk," he said, "Although you always have some accidents every time, don't you always turn the bad luck into good luck in the end? So you really don't have to worry too much, after all, this time..."

I subconsciously felt that Romani had deliberately concealed some important information from me, but when I wanted to continue to question the other party, the staff who was doing preparations on the side suddenly came to greet me and motioned for us to Said that the preparations over there have been completed.

Now that the preparations have been completed, there is no reason for me to continue dragging Romani to be lazy here.

"Okay, let's call it a day, thank you for being with me."

While wearing the communicator handed to me by the employee who came to notify me earlier, I relaxed and said, "Thanks to you, I don't feel nervous at all now."

"Isn't that great? If you can maintain a calm attitude beforehand, then there will definitely be a good result in the end." Romani smiled at me, "But I think the most basic vigilance is still necessary. As long as there is a little bit, it is enough to protect yourself.”

I let out a "huh", then lowered my head and adjusted the wristband of the communicator.

"Romani," I said to him casually while making meaningless movements with my hands, "Since this is the wish you made to the Holy Grail, I will help you maintain it."

"I definitely won't be like Wuxiang back then. I can only watch his Romani have to restore the identity of Solomon in order to destroy Gatia, and then use his own treasure to die with him."

The movement of adjusting the wristband was just to cover up the slight embarrassment that popped up in my heart.But how could Chaldea's tailor-made communicator for the master have problems of inappropriate size?I tossed and fumbled for a long time, but in the end I still couldn't compress all the words into one debugging action

I let out a sigh of resignation in my heart, lowered my hands, and looked up at him.

"Formlessness is a hidden danger. David also suggested that I sign a contract with you as a follower, but..."

I could clearly see my determination in Romani's eyes.

"I think since the original Solomon wanted to become a human being, then I will try my best to maintain your existence."

When I said this, my mind was full of the vague information that Wu told me last night. The individual "Romani Akiman" can only be produced for a certain reason, and if it has been missed, there is no room for recovery.

I said: "I am an exorcist, and the heroic spirit is completely within my defense range, so I am definitely not without a chance of winning against Wuxiang."

Romani was silent for a long time after I finished speaking, and then he let out a sigh of relief.

He raised his hand and took off his gloves, and took off the ring that represented his Solomon identity.

"This is a guarantee." Romani took my hand and slowly put the golden ring on my finger.

"I don't think it will be like that Romani, but I will choose to protect you in my own way." He said, "So, don't worry, and don't be brave. If you encounter danger beyond your power, call My name."

After saying this, Romani let go of me, watched me slightly raise the hand that was covered with the ring, and looked at the golden ring that reflected a circle of iridescent light under the light of the control room faint.

"Pity……"

After looking at it for a while, I lowered my hand again, shrugged at Romani, and said, "I was able to return a gift when you gave me a pen before, but this time you gave me a ring... I may not be able to find anything to give you in return for the time being." .”

Romani looked at me without saying a word, only a faint smile was still on the corner of his lips.

He seems a lot more stable and reliable lately.Looking at the indifferent expression on the other side, I suddenly realized that it has been a long time since I saw him go offline or go wrong.

I always feel that I still have a lot to say to this man with orange-pink hair, but the time has come, and the door of the custom-made spirit particle transfer frame has been slowly opened in the pool not far in front of me with a puff of mist .In the end, I didn't say what I wanted to confide to the other party. After I took a last look at him, I didn't even want to say a word of farewell. I just waved my hand and turned to walk towards the gate of the final singularity.