[Comprehensive] Healing facial paralysis

On the seat of Heroic Spirits far away, a Heroic Spirit named Diarmuid Odina sat in his seat, reaching out and stroking the book that recorded all his experiences.

There is no time and space limit in the seat of Heroes, all the past, present, and parallel time-space experiences of the 'splits' will be reflected in the book in front of them one by one.

Diarmuid has been on the Seat of Heroes for an unknown number of years, and time has become a vague definition. Surrounded by a quiet and empty environment, the only thing that can pass the time is to watch the so-called experiences of those clones.

Flipping through the content and pictures recorded on it again and again, Diarmuid looked at the despair, hatred, and unwillingness recorded above as if masochistic, and the endings that could not end well seemed to be doomed to his wishes. Can never be the same.

Until I heard the call again, knowing that the ending was likely to be the same as countless times before, I still sent out the projection clone of the main body, still holding a faint thought and hope in my heart, looking forward to realizing my long-cherished wish.

Even if it is only once, I hope to meet a master who can trust him without doubt and let him be loyal to the end!

There is no day and night, no separation, and I don’t know how long it has passed. Diarmuid, who is on the seat of heroes, received the feedback from this avatar. I was taken aback.

There is no anger and hatred like countless times before, nor the unwillingness and despair that I imagined.At the same moment, he also found a touch of blue on his wrist.

Diarmuid stretched out his hand and gently stroked the lines on it, opened his eyes and slowly opened up the experience of this avatar, looked at the words and pictures above, and smiled unconsciously.

Pressing the screen that was just summoned up with one hand, for some reason, it seemed to be immersive through a person.

The moment he met the warm and smiling light brown eyes of the opponent, there seemed to be a voice in Diarmuid's heart—this is the person.

In the following relationship, Diarmuid knew that his master was gentle, powerful, and unexpectedly childish.

Diarmuid knew that the mole on his eye was a trouble, he felt the burning gaze of the red-haired woman opposite him, so he had no choice but to stand in the dark in embarrassment.And his master found out about this, and turned around and used excuses to help him get out of there.

The corner of Diarmuid's mouth on the Seat of Heroes twitched slightly, maybe it was really different this time.

Clumsy, frightened, unconfident, and even a little boring, he was tolerated by that person one by one.

Kneeling on the ground again and again, expressing his loyalty and determination, Diarmuid was afraid that the other party would reject him and reject him after knowing his name, and did not dare to look up at the other party's eyes, but unexpectedly heard the other party With a sigh, he said softly 'I don't hate you, I believe you'.

At that moment, Diarmuid raised his head and saw the helplessness in the light brown eyes of the Master, and he also knew the name of the Master——Ayakawa Jhin.

As if knowing the uneasiness in his heart, he repeated his trust over and over again, without any boredom or distress in his eyes, Diarmuid could only see a gentle smile.

In order to calm his emotions, he even told him a secret.

At that moment, he felt the warmth in his chest, a feeling he had never felt before.

Is this what it feels like to be trusted and valued?

After learning that Ayagawa-sama is human, he didn't want the other party to be in a dangerous situation, so he took on the task of attracting the enemy.

When the fight started, he forgot that Lord Ayagawa was controlled by another person with a command spell. When that person ordered him to help Berserker deal with Saber, he hesitated and struggled in his heart.

On one side is the knightly way that he sticks to, and on the other side is the master controlled by the opponent, which made him flustered and dazed for a while.Unexpectedly, the next moment, the voice of Master Ayagawa sounded in his heart, and the other party told him to do as he wished.

At that moment he experienced the feeling of being understood and respected.

As a warrior, it is normal for the lord to be used as a pawn or a weapon. Especially in the Holy Grail War, the existence of a servant is a tool that simply obeys orders.

Seeing this, Diarmuid on the Seat of Heroes felt envious in his heart.

In the countless times of the Holy Grail War, he was either ordered to commit suicide, or he was not trusted by the master, and he died early without a good death. This has almost become a curse-like law.

But this time, he was truly envious of his clone, and how lucky he was to meet a master who understood him.

Thinking of this, Diarmuid looked forward to the next content even more, so he slowly turned the book to the next page, continuing to experience everything his clone experienced.

There is no doubt that Ayagawa-sama is a very gentle existence.

Taking him shopping, even if he was chased by women because of him, he didn't mean to blame him, but said sorry to him, and then he got a gift from Ayagawa-sama.

Although they were casually bought glasses to temporarily cover the mole at the corner of his eyes, they were precious to him.

On the way back, he was suddenly asked whether he wanted to buy some Irish stout. At that moment, he had mixed emotions in his heart.

He is probably the first one who can do this for a servant, notice what a servant likes, and be treated so tenderly.

Thinking of this, he was once again thankful for meeting this one in front of him by chance, and made up his mind to protect him well.

However, Ayagawa-sama is a powerful existence.

Whether it's facing an assassin's attack, or fighting sea monsters, or the battlefield he saw in his dream.

At that time, he wondered if the other party said he believed him because he could protect himself well.

As if aware of the loss, restlessness and anxiety in his heart, he was gently soothed, heard Master Ayagawa's words of "fighting side by side together", and received a gift of blessing.

Seeing this, Diarmuid on the Heroic Seat touched the woven bracelet on his wrist, and then raised his hand to touch his forehead.

A trace of touch and warmth gathered continuously, and finally turned into the smiling face of Ayagawa-sama in front of my eyes.

At this moment, Diarmuid really began to envy his avatar. As the main body, he could only stay in the Heroic Seat, but the avatar could reach that person, and followed the other person to watch the other person's figure .

[Trust me Diarmuid, you are definitely the best servant. ]

[Even if I don't have the most outstanding ability master, do you think so? ]

[Of course it is.You are my servant, as I have said from the beginning, I believe in you, Diarmuid. ]

Diarmuid smiled contentedly. No words could make him happier than hearing such words. Even though his abilities were not the strongest and most outstanding, Lord Ayagawa trusted him so much!

In fact, although he has been taking care of Ayagawa-sama on the surface, in fact Diarmuid feels that he is the one who is really taken care of.

Take him to relax when he is nervous, comfort him when he is depressed, and occasionally tease him when he is happy, then show innocent eyes, and even like to pull the hair on his forehead.

He once asked Ayagawa-sama in puzzlement why he was not called by his rank, but by his name. At that time, the other party's answer made him particularly fond of memory.

[If it's called Lancer, don't you think it's a bit too much?And calling you like that is like treating you as an involuntary prop. Although I don't know how people in other groups call you, I still prefer to call you by your name, Diarmuid. ]

Sitting in front of the window at night drinking the wine Mr. Ayagawa asked him to choose, his heart was filled with warmth and emotion. Diarmuid felt that it would be good to live like this all the time. He didn’t need to participate in the battle, he didn’t need to care about the Holy Grail War, just like ordinary people Live like this.

Master Ayagawa gave him so much, so much that he no longer knew how to repay.

And the desire deep in his heart did not know when it began to change. It was no longer his idea to be loyal until the end. He wanted to be by that person's side for a long time.

However, as a servant, the time to exist is doomed, especially after the master disappears.

Diarmuid could never forget that last night, he won the battle with Saber, but before he reported the news to Ayagawa-sama, everything changed.

The red giant sword appeared in the sky, and a blow from the King of Heroes, the Holy Grail was directly shattered, but a black hole suddenly appeared in midair, some of the missing black mud fell on the ground and destroyed a small part of the building, burning burst into flames.

When he rushed to Master Ayakawa, he saw that the other party used an unknown ability to cover most of the black mud, but his face was pale and ugly.

Panicked and worried emotions filled his mind, how much he wished that he could help at that time, but he could only look powerless, and for the first time he hated his lack of ability.

Just like when he saw those scenes in his memory, he could only watch Ayakawa-sama become weaker and weaker, even if he could touch the other party now, he couldn't do anything.

But even at the end, Ayagawa-sama still considered his feelings, thanked him, and helped him heal the wound on his shoulder.

He bowed his head and kissed the cold hand of the other party, saying his prayers in his heart.

Until the opponent's figure turned into light spots and disappeared, until he also returned to the Heroic Seat, the last thing in sight was the blue bracelet on his wrist.

Diarmuid on the Seat of Heroes looked at the last page of the book, stretched out his hand and rubbed the words and pictures on it, his eyes were full of indescribable complex emotions, his eyes glanced at the bracelet on his hand, and a flash of light flashed in Diarmuid's heart. Fortunately.

Fortunately, this thing returned to him together with the avatar, and this was the only connection he kept with Mr. Ayagawa.

Although he had fulfilled his long-cherished wish, he didn't feel any satisfaction after the wish was fulfilled. Instead, he felt a sense of emptiness and loss that kept attacking him.

In fact, when he saw that memory, he knew that his master was not an ordinary person, and that kind of memory was not a fake picture but a real thing that existed.

Diarmuid on the Seat of Heroes is not surprised to see such a situation. Heroes themselves can travel through different times, and the world is magical and vast.

So can he guess that his master came from another time and space; can he guess that his master didn't really die; can he look forward to... one day he can see the figure of the other party again ?

Diarmuid's hand moved slightly, he closed the book in his hand and put it on his chest with some reluctance, closed his eyes and raised his head.

He has a long, long time to wait, but from the time he became a heroic spirit to the present, he feels that the time is so long for the first time, and he can't wait to meet Ayagawa-sama again, and want to follow each other again behind.

Diarmuid opened his eyes, with golden-brown pupils, he raised his hand to look at the bracelet on his wrist, hope and anticipation flashed in his eyes, and he murmured: "If it is possible..."

"Please connect me with Ayagawa-sama's soul!"

"Please let me...follow that person again!"