The daily war as a bug

I've taken care of it, and he should be back to normal after a while. "

"But I remember that Lancer is dead." Matou Kariya pointed out the key point.

"Uh, I guess it's because I ate the Holy Grail, and it threw the devoured heroic spirits to fight me...probably."

"...Say it again? The wind was too strong and I didn't hear clearly." Jiantong Yanye said with twitching corners of his mouth.

"Hey, I said that I accidentally ate the Holy Grail—to be precise, it was the lesser Holy Grail, and the real greater Holy Grail is still intact."

Kariya Matou was completely petrified.

"Cough cough cough... Well, Master, let me borrow the basement of your house. I'll lock this guy up first." Someone dragged Lancer, who had been injected with a paralyzing potion, into the house. When he stepped into the gate, Matou Kariya's voice sounded with a smile:

"Edward."

"Ok?"

"From now on, you can just call my name directly, after all, I am no longer your Master."

"...Well, Kariya."

"Also—" Matou Kariya looked at someone, the corners of his mouth raised little by little, and the corners of his eyes curled up, forming a gentle and bright smile: "Welcome back, Edward."

There is a warm current flowing from my heart and flowing through my limbs.Someone sniffed and grinned silly: "Well, I'm back."

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When Lancer woke up, he found himself tied up in a room with a high roof and no windows on the stone walls. It seemed to be a basement, and there was a person sitting at the door on the steps.It was a blond boy, leaning against the door with a familiar red sword in his hands and sleeping. Lancer tried to move, but found that his hands and feet were sore and numb, as if he had been drugged.

The sound of the iron chains colliding woke up the young man, who rubbed his eyes and looked at Lancer, surprised and said, "You finally woke up? I thought I had fed too much paralyzing potion!"

... Well, at least I know that I have indeed been drugged.

The young man's voice was also very familiar. Lancer thought about the identity of the other party, and asked cautiously: "Excuse me, what is going on?"

"Eh? Don't you remember?" The young man looked very surprised. He stood up and put the long sword on his back. He walked up to Lancer and made a gesture to untie the chain, but stopped: "Well, Lancer, I put you If you let it out, you won't go mad and kill again, will you?"

"Crazy...?" Kill... people...?

It seemed that the key point had been opened, and the memories before coma flooded up one after another. Although it was only a blurry fragment, it was enough for Lancer to understand what happened.

"I...I killed someone?" He opened his eyes tremblingly, and the iron chain rattled under his lead, "I actually...killed so many people...and..."

And sucked their souls.

"Hello, hello? Lancer?" The young man looked at the other party anxiously, patted his face, then sighed and took out a bottle of blue potion out of nowhere, pinched Lancer's jaw open with one hand and fed it to him with the other: " Lack of mana again? I remember that your class obviously doesn’t consume much mana.”

The choked Lancer coughed a few times, the actions of the boy in front of him coincided with those in his memory, and he finally recognized him: "Berserker?"

"Huh? Recognize me." Someone in a shirt and denim put away the bottle, put his fingers on the iron chain: "Hey Lancer, I'm going to let you go, don't go crazy anymore, it's too much to compete with you It's looking for guilt."

Lancer stared blankly at someone loosening the chain for him. He sat on the ground with limp hands and feet. The other person knelt down to help him massage the muscles of his legs. When he looked up, he met Lancer's eyes.

"What's wrong?" Seeing Lancer staring at him all the time, someone couldn't help but ask, "Is there something on my face?" Could it be that it was printed on it when I fell asleep?Thinking of this, someone couldn't help reaching out and rubbing his cheek.

"Berserker...before, were you the one who stopped me?"

"Well, there's also Emiya Kiritsugu, if it wasn't for him, you would probably suck my blood dry too."

"...I'm sorry." Lancer lowered his head.

"It's okay, it's okay, you didn't succeed, and as long as you drink the magic potion regularly, you won't go crazy because of the lack of magic power."

Lancer stared fixedly at someone who was giving him a serious massage, and smiled slightly: "Thank you, Berserker." Thank you for stopping me from going crazy, thank you for stopping me from killing more people, and thank you for being magnanimous Forgive me.

"Thank you, everyone is a heroic spirit, and the Holy Grail War is over, so we should help each other." Someone shrugged, paused, and then added in a strange tone: "Except for that guy Jin Glitter... ah, it's still I really want to beat him up, you bastard!"

Lancer blinked.Gold glitter?Ah, by the way, Rider called Archer that way, so there is more than one Hero alive?

Wait—"I remember I'm dead..." Lancer finally realized that something was wrong: "My lord, he..." He gritted his teeth and trembled all over.

"Hello." Someone put his hand on Lancer's shoulder, frowning slightly: "I don't know why your Master was replaced by Sola, but... I think I have to tell you that your two Masters——Sola is here You died instantly, and Archibald was found to have committed suicide the day after Sola's death."

"No..." Lancer opened his eyes wide, and tears flowed uncontrollably: "Why... is this... my lord..."

Someone scratched his head: "Lancer...sorry, after all, the dead cannot be brought back to life..." He watched Lancer cover his eyes, and unconsciously clenched the other hand on the ground, and sighed with some headache: " I think I am not qualified to comfort you while the Master is still alive, but I have to tell you another thing, we—you, me, and Archer, the only remaining heroic spirits in this war, are now more than simply Heroic spirits. We have all been swallowed by the Holy Grail, and now we have a physical | body, and except for Archer who still has a master-slave contract with Kotominesaki Rei, neither of us has a contract. What's worse is that it is not a war anymore, and the Holy Grail is no longer Then provide us with magic power, which means that we lose all ways to obtain magic power, and we must absorb magic power ourselves to maintain our shape."

Someone sat on the ground and hugged his knees: "Actually, your situation is the worst. Archer still has Rei Kominesaki, and he himself does not lack the treasure of infinite magic power. I simply swallowed it." A small half of the Holy Grail, the magic power in it is enough for me to exist for a long time, not to mention that I can make magic potions myself, but only you..."

There is no contract and no source of mana.

"Before, I had to feed you at least three meals a day with concentrated potions to ensure that you would not disappear. You must know that the magic power required for a heroic spirit to come into the world is huge."

Lancer was silent for a while, and although he still had a nasal voice when he spoke again, he had basically returned to normal: "Anyway, thank you very much, Berserker."

Someone laughed: "Well, just call me Edward. I'm not a Heroic Spirit and I don't take part in wars. It's always awkward to call me Berserker."

"—Okay, Edward. You can also call me Diarmuid." Lancer smiled, and someone stood up and stretched out his hand to the other person: "Let's go, let's go out, I think you must have a good rest now Pulling Lancer with his hands, the warrior from Celtic mythology stood up nearly ten centimeters taller than someone, and as a full adult, he also looked stronger than someone who was a teenager.Someone looked at each other and then at himself, bowed his head in frustration: "Ah, you guys, everyone is older than me, even Saber has lived much longer than me, I want to grow up to be in my 20s look like..."

Lancer was stunned for a moment when he heard the words: "Speaking of which, Ber...Edward, you do look very young."

"Well, I'm only sixteen." Someone who used to be 22 replied bitterly.

Lancer was shocked by the answer.

——What a young Servent... A hero will become a heroic spirit after death, and his body will return to the peak state of his life.To be honest, 16 years old is not the peak of a person. Except for King Arthur who completely stopped growing because he pulled out the sword in the stone, all other spirits are in their early twenties to 30 years old without exception-that is to say, this person who once lived in Did the boy in Berserker die at the age of 16?

"What's that expression on your face?" Someone accidentally glanced at Lancer's eyes, stopped in dissatisfaction, and grabbed the other's collar while pushing the door with one hand: "Don't underestimate me! I'm in a mere 16 A hero who expelled Alduin the Fallen World Eater, rescued mankind from the threat of dragons, wiped out the vampire lord Hakon, and quelled the civil war in the empire! None of you can do this kind of thing, right? I can't come to you to sympathize!"

"I'm sorry." Although it wasn't sympathy, but pure pity for this too young Heroic Spirit, Lancer still apologized to the other party very seriously.Facing that sincere face, someone choked suddenly, and pushed open the basement door with a "cut".

"Let's go, I'll take you to see Kariya."

In Lancer's field of vision, the boy who tilted his head slightly under the pouring golden sunlight was like an eternal famous painting for an instant.

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"I'm sorry for your trouble." Emiya Kiritsugu stood up and moved out of the way when he saw the person coming, and while someone familiarly performed the healing hand on the boy on the bed, he shook his head: "This is what I should do. If I rush to stop Diarmuid as soon as possible, this tragedy will not be caused, and there will be... more survivors."

"—You have tried your best." To this Emiya Kiritsugu could only answer in this way, after all, the person in front of him had no obligation to rescue the survivors, and at the beginning he delayed it entirely for the purpose of healing himself, this boy would utter such words The emotion is probably derived from his definition of "hero".

——Rescued mankind from "threats" and saved the world at the cost of "sacrificing everything in itself".

He is a savior far more qualified than himself.

"Mr. Emiya, have you figured out what to do?" Someone asked Emiya Kiritsugu who seemed to be in a daze beside him while healed.

"The adoption application has been submitted, and it can be passed under my conditions, but I don't know what the child's own choice is."

"so?"

"After the child wakes up, I will ask him for his opinion." Emiya Kiritsugu said, habitually taking out a cigarette, before someone could speak, another voice stopped the other party instead of him: " Mr. Emiya, smoking is prohibited in the hospital, and it is not good for the injured."

Looking at the materialized Lancer, Emiya Kiritsugu calmly suppressed his slightly twitching face, obediently pinched out the cigarette: "You still stay with Berserker all the time?"

"Yes, because I haven't found a sufficient source of magic power yet, I can only ask Edward to help me make the potion." Lancer nodded, and then immediately transformed into a spirit body to save magic power. Someone who completed today's healing amount laughed Xia Xia interjected: "That's not true, I said that we will go to Yanfeng Qili soon, and then we can solve the magic power of at least 40 years."

"Is that so?" Lancer's surprised voice came from the air, "Do you mean using the leylines?"

"No." Someone showed a strange smile: "It's using me."

This time even Emiya Kiritsugu looked over in surprise, but someone didn't continue talking, but bid farewell to the other party: "It's almost the appointed time, because of the black mud incident, there have been a lot of people going to church to pray recently, if If you are late, you may not see Father Yanfeng."

"Ah, then, goodbye." Emiya Kiritsugu nodded.

"Well, I'll come to treat him tomorrow."

Walking out of the hospital, Lancer almost couldn't wait to ask someone about the so-called solution. Someone smiled and didn't answer directly: "Diarmuid, I still need to ask for your opinion before that, you are fine with one more Does the nominal Master reject it?"

"...?" Lancer, who had turned into a spirit body, was obviously at a loss: "Although it is a bit impolite...but if it is necessary..."

"I understand." A certain person nodded, and did not speak again until he reached Yanfeng Church.

Then, Lancer fully understood what someone meant.

"Mr. Yanfeng, according to what you said before, please give me a Lancer's Command Spell."

"Have you thought everything through?" Yanfeng Qili nodded, rolled up his sleeves and recited a spell. A bright red command spell appeared on the back of someone's left hand accompanied by dull pain. At the same time, Lancer, who was stunned by surprise, He also felt that the familiar link was established again, and a strong magic power poured into his body along the link, and the long-lost sense of fullness made him want to groan|groan comfortably.

A busy man, Yanfeng Qili left after finishing all these. Someone looked at Lancer who couldn't help showing his figure with a smile and explained: "You still remember that I told you that I devoured the Little Holy Grail? I also got it because of it." I lost a part of the magic power of the Great Holy Grail, and now I am providing you with the magic power of the Holy Grail. The reason why I have been delayed for so many days is that I have not been able to fully digest it. predictive influence."

"But, if that's the case, you—"

"It doesn't matter, the magic power of the Holy Grail is so huge. I just stole a small part and it's enough to last me for 60 years. Even with you, I can last for 40 years—after all, your mana consumption is much lower than mine because of the impact of your rank. It's just that If I do, I will become your pseudo-Master, a little... well, how should I put it, I feel that I have insulted you."

"...No." After the surprise, Lancer smiled at someone, "I thank you before it's too late, why would you mind."

"Well, that's really great~" A certain person's brows and eyes were curved with a smile. After nearly a week of busy work, the last matter was finally resolved, and he was in a very good mood.Stepping out of the gate of Yanfeng Church, someone stretched his waist: "Now, we are completely free!"

The figured Lancer raised his head, recalling their previous agreement with the clock tower.The sky above the head is boundless, and the ground under the feet is flat, and the heart is full of pride.

Yes, we are free.

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On the winter solstice of 1994, the Fourth Holy Grail War ended. This first Holy Grail transformed the Holy Grail from inorganic matter to organic matter, the supervisor died, multiple Masters survived, and the Holy Grail that came incompletely destroyed most of Fuyuki City. A war in which more than [-] ordinary people died and as many as three heroic spirits remained in the world was unprecedented——

Chaos and wonder.

It will go down in history forever.

———Fate/Zero End————

[One sentence small theater:

Gilgamesh: Wait!Where is my king? !Why didn't the king appear at all? ! ! 】

The author has something to say: Although the information provided by a relative shows that the Fourth Holy Grail War is "about 1990", I still chose the exact year of 1994, because it is my birthday~! (cheers)

Ah, it seems that something has been accidentally exposed... And, the slow speed of the Internet here has made me desperate... I have been tossing around for a whole day!one day! (weep)……

☆, sixteen, the dragon knight with a mustache

My name is Emiya Shiro, I am 12 years old, and I live in a Japanese-style mansion in the suburbs of Fuyuki City. My adoptive father is Emiya Kiritsugu, my godbrother is Edward, my uncle is Diarmuid, and I have four very good friends—Jill , Tohsaka Rin, Matou Sakura and Matou Shinji.

I heard that there will be a younger sister named Iliasvier Einzbern in the family soon, uh, maybe a younger sister, I am looking forward to it, but I don’t know why Edward heard his father say After saying this, the expression on his face was very strange, and he even shouted emotionally, "I am no longer a Berserker, so I don't want to catch a strong man"—I just want to say, Edward, your momentum of slapping the table and roaring is nothing like the berserkers on TV It's different...and it would be more convincing if you put down the sushi first.

I have a secret that I don't tell anyone, including my favorite daddy and Edward, because the secret is about them.

Five years ago, a huge fire broke out in Fuyuki City, and half of the city was burned to ashes. I was the only survivor of that disaster.For reasons unknown, I wasn't injured at first, after crawling out of the rubble I was wandering around unconsciously, accidentally tripped and fell into a corner.

Then, I saw the demon.

The demon had the face of Diarmuid, red eyes, black under the eyes, wearing exaggerated cosplay-like armor, and painted a very ominous red pattern on it.

It grabbed a person who was not quite dead and bit it on the neck. After a while, it threw it away and replaced it with another one. Finally, it grabbed a little girl not much older than me and sucked blood.I was staring blankly in the corner watching all this, probably due to lack of oxygen in my brain, I had no reaction at all.

——Just firmly imprinted everything that happened in my mind, turning it into a nightmare that haunted me for several years.

Then I saw a man wearing a blue wizard robe like the one in the game suddenly appeared, holding a scarlet giant sword in both hands and slashing at the demon.Their speed was too fast to capture even the afterimages. I could only hear the crisp sound of swords and swords clashing, and finally a low muffled groan. Nailed to a half-collapsed wall.

I guess from the aftermath of those two guys fighting, the ruins above me started crumbling again, a steel bar went through my ribs and pinned me to the ground like the guy in the blue robe.

Blood poured up with my breath, my nasal cavity seemed to burst, but my vision was blurred and stubbornly staring at those two guys. I didn't even have a clear consciousness, but I still remembered what happened afterwards.

The blue-robed man counterattacked and subdued the demon to the ground, turned into a copper-colored dragon and flew it into the sky, while another young uncle who appeared newly removed the bricks from my body and hugged me as if he had been redeemed, crying He rushed out and kept saying "thank you".

A few days later, I woke up in the hospital, and saw the uncle gently asking me if I wanted to be his adopted son, and behind him——

Standing a boy in the form of a dragon and a young man who looks exactly like a demon.

The uncle is my father, the young man is Edward, and the young man is Diarmuid.

They thought I was too young to remember anything, but I actually remembered everything.

But it doesn't matter because now they are my family.One is my father who loves me and dotes on me, the other is Edward who healed me with magic in the hospital, and the other is Diarmuid who has saved our family from strange people several times.

Ah, by the way, there is another secret, but it is not my secret, but ours——

All of us, all of us are magicians.

Ahhh, it's not the kind of magician who uses tricks to make money, but a wizard or mage who can create things that science can't explain-although I don't have the kind of group attack magic like in the game, which makes me a little resentful... …

Don't talk about that, now I'm going to do something secretly, don't tell me~

——I'm going to follow Edward and Diarmuid!Why doesn't he take me every time he travels!Forget it, Dad, Edward never stops me from doing what I want to do, but he doesn't take me with me... I'm so angry!

————This is the dividing line that seems to have collapsed after Shirou———

Someone dressed in normal clothes and Diarmuid were sitting on the helicopter dispatched by the clock tower.At the end of the Fourth Holy Grail War, these unreasonable heroic spirits were still stranded in the world, which really made the magician organization nervous. Finally, the two parties signed an agreement: the clock tower can provide the heroic spirits with high-purity magic crystals, and Heroic spirits must not disturb Changshi and help the clock tower perform tasks.The seemingly equal agreement is actually more advantageous to the heroic spirits, because the tasks that the clock tower can give are nothing more than sealing designations or exterminating the outbreak of dead apostles, and the combat effectiveness is completely left behind by the heroic spirits. The same soul supplements as magic crystals and bonuses can be obtained.

——Although Diarmuid refused to eat souls, and Jin Xingxing completely left the matter to them, this person felt very happy, and he didn't feel at a disadvantage at all.

This time it is also the task of the Clock Tower, the goal is to wipe out a reactionary organization in a small country.Originally, it was not the turn of the magician organization to take care of this kind of thing, but the leader of the reactionary organization got the potion formula for making the Dead Apostles from nowhere, and the fool who didn't understand it completely made a decision and decided to mass-produce this "" It’s like a gift from God that doubles one’s combat power.” When reading this information, someone was speechless. Is this a prank by a magician who left behind the formula and changed the introduction randomly, or is that stupid and bold interpreter whose level of interpretation is too poor...

As shown above, at this time the base of the reactionaries has completely turned into a gathering place for zombies. Although the government quickly blocked it with the intervention of the clock tower, they are required to send out the army due to the fighting power of the country that has few fighter jets. The extermination is too difficult...so someone and Diarmuid were sent over.

"It's this kind of mission again..." The upright knight frowned, with a sad look on his face. To him, even being a Dead Apostle was equivalent to killing human beings.

"Well, then leave it to me." Someone waved his hand indifferently, and at the same time cast his eyes on a box in the corner of the cabin: "Let's take care of a lying mischievous ghost by the way."

"Ah, I'll trouble you then, Edward." Diarmuid also looked at the box, "Aren't you coming out yet? Shirou."

There was a commotion in the box, and a red-haired boy with a wrinkled face reluctantly opened the lid and poked his head out: "How did you find me... Obviously I asked Rin to make a prop to block the breath."

The two heroic spirits laughed, looked at each other and shook their heads helplessly.

"Shirou, you don't think that no one heard your exclamation when the helicopter took off, did you?" Someone pointed with fingers, "There is no hidden breathing sound at all, your own magic power fluctuates, and the child's lively voice Aura... Leaving aside these things for the time being, you, an apprentice who can't even use basic magic well, can't hide from us at all."

"Shirou, when you came out secretly, did you ever think about how to explain to Mr. Emiya?" Unlike someone with a gentle attitude, Diarmuidao said sharply, and Shirou Emiya who heard this said " Sworn to fight to the end!" His posture collapsed in an instant, with a mournful face: "I...that, daddy..."

"That's why I said he was a liar and naughty ghost." Someone answered, "I've heard it before, you and Mr. Emiya talked about participating in a school field trip or something."

"Ah—" Emiya Shirou had a "terrible" expression on his face.

"But, but, it's not all because you guys never take me with you... I want to travel with Edward too!" As if dying, Emiya Shirou suddenly changed into a righteous look and turned to accuse the other party.

"...I want to call you brother, I'm older than you." Someone's eyelashes trembled, and finally put on a helpless expression: "Really, I wanted to prepare a surprise for you... It seems that I can only give you a surprise in advance." is you."

Not only Emiya Shirou who was pleasantly surprised, but even Diarmuid was attracted by the unexpected words: "Edward, you--" What are you going to do again? (==) Dilu who already knows someone's personality Mu Duo swallowed the second half of the sentence weakly, so as not to upset the opponent.

"Diarmuid, can I trouble you to bring the equipment under the passenger seat?"

"..." Diarmuid silently took out the spare driver's protective suit and windshield under the chair and handed it to someone, wondering what reason he would make up this time.

Someone put the clothes on Emiya Shirou, and the oversized part was directly tied with silk thread from nowhere, and then put on goggles for him: "Diarmuid and I have been working on a holographic game. I plan to give it to you as a birthday present. This time, I’m here to make adjustments. It stands to reason that the current technology can’t achieve holography at all, but if supplemented with magic, it’s barely enough, but it can only be used once. The theme of this game It's a dragon knight. You will drive a giant dragon to attack a zombie gathering place. You can gain experience every time you kill a zombie. The dragon will unlock new skills if you have accumulated a certain level of experience. If your level is high enough, you can even unlock it. Bring out your own weapons—after all, you are just a junior dragon knight in the game, the so-called junior is to use the dragon as the combat power, and you have to wait until the advanced level to have your own skills."

"Wow - this is so handsome!!" Emiya Shirou cheered with stars shining in his eyes.

"..." Diarmuid and the driver who knew the inside story all had "fucking" expressions on their faces, willing to bow down to someone.

【Hey, you don't really plan to take him down, do you? ] Diarmuid used a fake master-slave link.

[Otherwise, what else can I do?I made up all the stories, and I wouldn't let him fall anyway. 】Someone shrugged,【Or do you have a better way?Emiya Kiritsugu will go crazy if this kind of thing is shown naked|naked in front of Shirou, and he will definitely use AK47 to aim at our heads. 】

[... I wish you a prosperous martial arts. ] Diarmuid, who really didn't know what to say, blushed.

Pretending to press on both sides of the windshield, he actually performed the small illusion magic learned from Kotomine Chirei, and someone solemnly said to Emiya Shiro: "Next, as long as you jump out of this plane, it will appear in front of you. This is a world completely simulated by holographic technology, so everything that happens is taken for granted, understand?"

"Yeah!" Shirou Emiya, who was so excited that he couldn't help himself, nodded vigorously.

Someone smiled: "Fine, then, go! Your dragon will catch you!"

[Is it really okay? ! ] Diarmuid said in a screaming voice when someone jumped out at the same time as Emiya Shirou at a speed that humans could not capture, and turned into a copper-colored dragon to catch the opponent: [If Shirou is injured, Wei Gong Mr. Gong will definitely aim his bursting machine gun at our heads! 】

[Don't forget that I know magic shields, and I didn't learn magic in vain for so many years here. 】

The giant dragon outside the plane raised its head and let out a deep and loud long cry. While arranging a protective shield around Emiya Shiro, it manipulated phantom magic to display an RPG-like game layout on the windshield.

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Dragon Level: Level 1 (0%)

Dragon HP: 1000/1000

Dragon Stamina: 1000/1000

Dragon Mana: 1000/1000

Dragon skill: magic shield (talent skill, required magic power 1. Form a shield composed of pure magic power around the dragon knight, which can help the knight resist attacks while blocking the wind)

Primary treatment (talent skill, required mana 10. Acts on the dragon knight, can instantly heal simple wounds)

Bite (basic skill, requires stamina 1. The sharp fangs are powerful weapons of the dragon, which can bite through the steel plate in one bite)

Claw attack (basic skill, requires stamina 1. Sharp forelimbs and powerful hind limbs are another powerful weapon of the dragon, but the dragon that always soars in the sky does not use this kind of melee attack much)

Gale (basic skill, requires stamina 5. Use the flapping of the wings to create a whirlwind, which can blow light weight objects away)

Breath of Fire (basic skill, required mana 20. The scorching dragon breath causes fire damage to the enemy, and has a high chance to ignite the enemy to cause continuous burning damage)

Breath of Ice (Unlocked)

Indomitable Force (Unlocked)

Ice Form (Unlocked)

Reaper's Mark (Unlocked)

Transmogrification (Unlocked)

Fear (Unlocked)

Delay time (unlocked)

Call of the Storm (Unlocked)

Dragoon Weapons: (Unlocked)

Dragon Knight Skills: (Unlocked)

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Hearing Emiya Shirou's excited shouts in his ears, and seeing the so-called game board shared with him by someone with a bad taste, Diarmuid spit out a series of dots, turned his head and said to the driver: "Please be sure to keep today's matter a secret. "

"...Yes." The poor driver nodded dully while soothing his little heart that was frightened by the highest phantom species.

Should it be said that someone's illusion magic is worthy of being a master?The slaughter scene that was supposed to be full of blood and blood was harmonized by him into a two-dimensional adventure game. While "controlling" the giant dragon to rush to the central area where the "final boss" is, Emiya Shirou Poke the so-called "GM Edward" and say: "Edward Edward! This game is so cool! Can I still play it in the future?"

"No, it's said that this technology is immature, and it will be scrapped after one use."

"Eh——why is this?" Emiya Shirou puffed up his face, and "ordered" the giant dragon to use the indomitable force he had just "unlocked", blowing away a large number of "zombies" all at once.

[Hey Diarmuid, I suddenly discovered that this child is quite violent. 】

Diarmuid covered his face: [Boys are all like this... Shen Er also likes King of Fighters. 】

【Well……】

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In this way, a bloody and violent massacre of the Dead Apostles turned into a holographic stand-alone machine without any danger, and the guard Miya Shiro repeatedly promised that he would never reveal a word to Emiya Kiritsugu. Dilumu, who was physically and mentally exhausted, I feel that Emiya Shirou's child's secrecy can be regarded as the only thing that can comfort me this time...

The author has something to say: Why do I write such nonsense content, because I got stuck T_T, although I want to write about cultivation, but this kind of thing is just like writing about daily life, it is not my field at all... Or else , Dear friends, what do you want to see, I will try my best to write and read, in short, I will mix up the ten-year article first... (eyes dead)

And, I need to collect some opinions about Red A. Do you want him to follow [Time Refutation] (going back to the past from the future of the same world) or [Mirror Space] (going back to the past of the mirror world from the future of a world)? ?This is very important for the future determination of the CP. If the time is rebutted, the CP is Red A, and if the mirror space is Shirou, although these two guys are actually one person...

☆, Seventeen, Zhengtai and Uncle

This happened not long after the end of the Fourth World War. At that time, the agreement between the heroic spirits and the Clock Tower had just been signed. Diarmuid was still relying on concentrated potions to replenish his demons. Shirou, who was only seven years old, was still in a coma in the hospital. with.

That day, a certain person who lived in the Matou residence welcomed his most hated guest—the hero king Gilgamesh.And the other party also cut straight to the point...or straight to Huanglong and told his purpose of coming.

"...So, you mean that you want me to test the medicine for you?" Someone looked at the two bottles in front of him with twitching eyes. The exquisite and gorgeous bottles were of different sizes, and they were all made of unidentifiable legendary materials. Through the hazy translucent bottle, you can clearly see the inside