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"Amnesia? Then let me help you do a check in this area."

The temporarily cleared out medical room is full of Da Vinci's self-made tools. The shape and structure fully demonstrate the personal taste of the maker, and most of them can't guess the use just by looking at the appearance.

Da Vinci put on his silver-blue monocle and whistled. The gorgeous metal bird standing on the shelf beside him moved accordingly, flapping its wings and flying to his shoulder. The bird's head moved left and right spiritually. After a few clicks, he locked on the direction of Fujimaru Tachika, and two rays of light shrouded him in the eyes made of gemstones.

"what is this?"

Another patient, Gojo Satoru, was very dishonest. He opened the curtain that symbolically separated the two beds, and stared with interest at Da Vinci operating various instruments in the room.

His checkups have been done, and he's fine.After all, there were no lower limit spells to protect the body before, and it was at a high altitude, so it would not be attacked by sea monsters.

The main reason for the coma before was that he was caught off guard by the Paracelsus drug in the sea water. After being unable to use the magic power, the reversal technique could not be activated, and the physical state could not be refreshed. The accumulated exhaustion surged up in one breath. eventually leading to coma.

Da Vinci was a little surprised that he could wake up so quickly and still retain the energy of curiosity.

According to the degree of physical fatigue shown by the examination results, he should still be in a deep sleep now.

I don't know if I can't sleep or I don't want to sleep.

"It's a scanner. The normal version is too boring. Let's add some decorations to it. Here—you can eat this if you don't want to sleep."

Even without Six Eyes and Mantra, Gojo Satoru's physical ability is still outstanding, and he easily caught the thrown object - a silver apple.

It is a circle smaller than the palm of an adult, and the skin seems to have been coated with a layer of silver paint, giving off a metallic luster under the light.

If Gojo Satoru can still feel the magic power now, then he can feel that this apple-like thing that smells like an apple is actually a collection of high-concentration power-just like the one Jack gave him before. Same as the green square.

Gojo Satoru tentatively took a bite.

Three seconds later, with the last courtesy of an adult, he didn't spit out the wax-like thing, but swallowed it forcefully.

Putting the apple with a missing hole on the strangely shaped table beside him, Gojo Satoru closed the curtain silently, lay down, and fell asleep peacefully.

"That's a trial work I finally made here, alas, it's too wasteful."

While bending down to check Fujimaru Tachika's condition, Da Vinci sighed, "Obviously Tachika liked to eat so much before, and he stocked up a lot of them for one-time eating."

Lying obediently on the examination bed, Fujimaru Tatsuka, who was afraid that her actions would affect the examination results, recalled the smell in her memory.

Fujimaru Tachika: Thank you for the invitation. I can’t say that I like it very much, but I can only say that I don’t want to eat it at all.

Da Vinci just teased, and didn't say anything after that, he looked up at Fujimaru Tachika through the monocle from time to time, and then took a pen to write and draw in the thick notebook in his hand.

For a long time, he drew a horizontal line on an unknown number of pages in the notebook, and then finally put down the pen, snapped his fingers, and established sound insulation magic around him and Fujimaru Tachika.

"Judging from the current examination results, although your current physical indicators fluctuate compared with the examination results before I left, they are still within the healthy standard. There is no trauma to the brain, and there are no signs of injury left by magic... …well, have any other magicians examined you?"

"It's Miss Medea. She also said that my body is fine..."

"It's her. That's it... If the two of us together can't see the reason, there are two possibilities: [-]. It was a pure accident. [-]. There is an existence far more powerful than us who attacked you gone."

But if it is really such an ancient existence, why do you want to attack him?

Besides amnesia, the other party doesn't seem to have done anything else.

Looking back at the purpose through the results, the most important link is missing in the middle, making it impossible to connect the two smoothly.

"Well, this is not a big problem at the moment, after all, the memory is slowly recovering, maybe it will be all right tomorrow."

Da Vinci looked serious, "What I'm going to say next is the information I got from Captain Drake after sorting out, analyzing, and inferring. It might be a little hard to accept, are you ready?"

Fujimaru Tachika unconsciously grasped the sheet under her hand, her eyes flickered for a moment, then she sat up, "Hmm..."

"Sorry, I should have waited until you had a better rest, but if my speculation is true, then this matter must be explained to you as soon as possible."

"Any more apples?"

The golden apple was thrown into the air, Fujimaru Tateka caught the apple that fell on the quilt, and took a big bite.

Guessing that Fujimaru Tatsuka's overreaction just now might be related to what he wanted to say, Da Vinci didn't say it directly, but wrote two lines on a new page of his notebook.

The open notebook was handed to Fujimaru Tatsuka.

"Do you have any impression of these two words?"

"[Strange Belt], and [Fantasy Tree]... um..."

After reading those two words word by word, the same pain as before surged up again.

Fujimaru Tachika covered her forehead, her face paled visibly.

Da Vinci frowned, and was about to perform a magic of spiritual comfort, but was stopped by Fujimaru Tateka.

"It's okay, just let me slow down. Da Vinci can continue talking."

"Okay, then I'll try to keep it short."

Francis Drake has the memory of being summoned in the Atlantic Lost Belt. Although she was summoned at the time, she did not have the memory of Chaldea, but now miraculously possesses two memories at the same time.

However, due to her state at the time, the intersection with Chaldea and his party was not that deep, and the information she knew was not much except the concept of the Lost Belt and what she had to do. Whether or not the Atlantic Lost Belt will be conquered in the end, let alone what will happen in the future.

But the only master Fujimaru Tachika who can know the whole picture for sure has lost his memory.

The coincidence of timing makes people have to doubt it.

Under normal circumstances, heroic spirits are not summoned.Apart from personal summons, there is almost only one possibility for them to be summoned by a large scale, and that is that the world is about to be destroyed.

Humanity burn, as Da Vinci experienced, and Francis Drake's Humanity Freeze.

According to the data collected by Da Vinci with self-made instruments these days, although it is not as fine as the instrument provided by Chaldea, it can barely be determined that this place is not a singularity, but an existence similar to a strange belt.

With the country as the boundary, the crudely spliced ​​history and power system are as conspicuous as black lines on a white background in the eyes of Da Vinci, an outsider who is interested in investigating.

Among them, the energy fluctuation is the most violent in the Japanese region.The latest violent fluctuations occurred in the past few days. After the peak, the original amplitude change seems to be in the stability of all aspects of bungee jumping.

According to the current information, it cannot be ruled out that this is a change brought about by the growth of the fantasy tree.

But after all, these speculations are based on the limited information brought by Francis Drake, and Da Vinci did not dare to assert the authenticity of his guesses, so he had to discuss with Fujimaru Tateka as soon as possible.

If this is really the Lost Belt...

Da Vinci looked at the dark-haired boy with his head lowered and the corner of his mouth pursed.

The kid had another tough decision to make.

No matter what the choice is, it will inevitably tear the pain of the soul.

And this pain cannot be dispelled, it will always exist there, silent, but eternal.

This conversation lasted quite a while, and after ensuring that the life monitoring instruments were working properly, Da Vinci walked out of the room and closed the door gently.

A tall figure appeared from the shadows. He leaned against the wall, folded his arms, lowered his head and closed his eyes. The bell tied in his hair was frozen in the air without making any sound.

Da Vinci stopped beside him leaning on his staff.

"Gill de Rai's spirit base reaction disappeared not long after I was summoned. But his treasure seems to have survived in this world by chance, and he spontaneously summoned many sea demons, and even possessed A bit of biological instinct... Captain Drake and I followed this lead."

"That treasure is in your hands now."

"As expected of the omnipotent genius Leonardo da Vinci. Yes, that treasure is now here with the poor monk. Unfortunately, it has been completely absorbed by the poor monk."

Da Vinci didn't continue to worry about the whereabouts of the magic book, but changed the topic.

"Lixiang trusts you very much."

"Well, um, is that so... No, it's nothing, the poor monk will naturally not disappoint the trust of the master."

Da Vinci maintained an unpredictable smile and gently passed the conversation.

Without saying anything more, she turned and left.

After Da Vinci's figure disappeared around the corner, Michiman Ashiya turned into a Reiko and entered the room without a sound.

Removing the spiritualization, the beast-like soles landed on the ground without making a sound.

Fujimaru Tachika had already fallen asleep, but she was not sleeping soundly, her brows and eyes were still furrowed in her dream, and she curled up together, uttering a few indistinct dreams from time to time.

As if he sensed someone coming in his dream, he half-opened his eyes, trying to identify the person in the blur, and then suddenly showed a tangled expression.

After a while, he closed his eyes again as if giving up, moved to the side, and mumbled a few words, "If you want to sleep... just sleep..."

After getting the permission, Ashiya Michimitsu was not as enthusiastic as he used to be to climb up on Fujimaru Tatsuka's bed to observe the other party's reaction, he just stood on the side and watched quietly.

It's only one step away, but it seems too far away to be approached.

It is looking down, but it seems to be looking up that cannot be touched.

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After all the people on the cruise ship were transferred to the ship, Da Vinci asked Francis Drake to sail directly to the nearest port.

Powered by magic powers, the Da Vinci-modified ship reaches port at such impressive speeds that it even arrives in port before the lost rescue ship reaches the spot where the cruise ship sank.

After everyone was sent back to the land, with a wrong eye, the magical ghost ship turned into dots of light and disappeared in front of their eyes.

Later, countless people wanted to find this ghost ship, but all of them returned without success.

But that's all for later. Now that they are finally standing on the land, people who have returned to human civilization are eager to contact the outside world after discovering that the signal has returned after a long absence.

It didn’t take long for them to lose contact, but it happened that after David sent out the call for help, the passengers on board were so rich and powerful, so the disturbance in the society was not small. They urgently needed to deal with the chain of events caused by various disconnections. reaction.

Fujimaru Tachika and Gojo Satoru got off the boat in the crowd without attracting anyone's attention, and a group of followers, Reikohua, followed them.

Both of their communication tools were lost in the sea, and they could be borrowed, but neither of them was obviously in a hurry to contact the Japanese side.

"Lixiang, are you ready?"

"Ah."

The land of Japan thousands of miles away——

"What did you say!"

In the tea room, Leyan Temple Jiashen stood up suddenly, his calf hit the coffee table fiercely, and the hot tea was spilled on him, but he didn't seem to notice it.

"Gojo Satoru is missing?!"