[Comprehensive] Self-cultivation of the villain master

When Astra regained consciousness again, he found that he was in a strange room, but after looking at the arrangement of the items in the room, and the unchanging pure white, he immediately understood where it was.

At that time, I didn't hold on. Apart from really exhausting my energy, I also considered that Merlin, the caster, was on the side, and all the troublesome things such as defeating the most difficult enemy had been solved, and even the battle that Merlin should be responsible for was done. Partly, after that, Astra naturally left everything to Merlin to deal with the aftermath.After all, he was also a magician in the era of King Arthur. When there are no difficult enemies, is it not a trivial matter to take care of the unconscious MASTER?

Shaking his head in severe pain, Astra slowly got up from the bed, and before he could take a few steps, he heard the electronic door open automatically with a "squeak".Looking along the line of sight, he saw the frowning young man.

"Oh, Doctor Roman." Astra used the wall as a support point and stood upright, not at all like a person who just woke up from an injury.

Seeing that he didn't expect the worst, Roman sighed and pointed to the bed: "Don't be brave at this time, Astra. To be honest, when you transferred back to Chaldea through the spiritual son, you gave Mash to I was terrified, but fortunately I confirmed that you were only in a coma, so you didn't make the little girl cry."

Hearing this, Astra blinked, with a bit of puzzlement in her eyes: "No way...I just spent a little bit of mental power, how could there be such serious consequences?"

"How much do you know about your own physical condition?" Without giving the person in front of him any chance to interrupt, Roman's expression was rare and serious, "Do you know that the power you frequently use is full of mysteries?"

In this regard, Astra admitted frankly: "I know."

"But even so, I will still use this power." Astra stared at the young man in front of her without blinking, her tone was extremely serious, "I want to assist Tachika Fujimaru, it is impossible to only use the part of the magician the power of."

"Our enemy is the servants, the world itself. Under such circumstances, as long as I can win this war, I will use it, whether it is good or bad. You should be very clear, Doctor Roman, that our How powerful and terrifying the enemy is."

Astra doesn't think the goddess who fought in the end is an enemy, but since the gods have already intervened, he has reason to believe that in future battles, he will inevitably deal with more gods. They are companions, but he feels that there will be more enemies.

Seeing that the young man had spoken to this point, Roman couldn't continue to insist on that ridiculous principle, so he could only remind him: "Your power and life are at your own disposal, and I won't interfere too much in the future. But even if It's for other people, please use these with care as much as possible."

"I will check your body on a regular basis. Once I find out that it is serious enough... I will stop you from continuing to explore the singularity."

Seeing that Roman's talkative appearance was completely different from the usual one, Astra couldn't help but wonder if he had touched the bottom line of the other party. Thinking about it carefully, it might be that he cared about something different, which made the doctor very angry?

Even though he realized what was wrong, Astra did not intend to change anything about himself, he is him, Roman is Roman, if no one can make anyone compromise, then find a middle point.And that so-called balance point is probably what Roman just said?

Shrugging, Astra pressed the still aching temple. She didn't quite understand why this power took so much effort. The pain in other places would probably be better, and the impact on the brain would be easily noticed by other people.

Touching his empty stomach, Astra leaned on the wall and walked out, passing by Roman's office along the way, and happened to find that the other party wiped out a large cake, and met the young man's rather embarrassed expression holding a fork, he Withdrawing his gaze, he walked over without squinting.

"Wait—!" Roman suddenly exploded with agility, and dragged Astra into the room.

Because he forgot that the other party needs support to stand firm, he realized something was wrong the moment he pulled the other party. Seeing that the two of them were about to fall to the ground at the same time, Astra sighed lightly, and pulled him with one hand very quickly. Although the posture of the table in front of the door is still not very good-looking, it avoids accidental sprains and abrasions that may be caused by a heavy fall on the ground.

It took the two of them a while to stand firm, and the culprit who caused all this laughed dryly and asked as if nothing happened: "Do you want to eat cake?"

Glancing at the half cake left on the table, Astra shook her head and said, "Doctor, you can eat it yourself."

"What's the matter with you calling me in?" Seeing Roman looking at him in surprise, he glanced at the cake on the table again, and said in disbelief, "Just calling me to eat cake?"

"I didn't intend to call you the original words. If you see it, it will be bad if you don't give it to you." Roman asked as if thinking of something, "You can't even walk steadily, where are you going?"

"Find something to eat, some are hungry."

Roman looked at Astra, and said for a long time: "Didn't you just inject you with the necessary nutrients for your body? Are you hungry so soon?"

Astra pointed to her head with one free finger: "That power is too brain-intensive. I need to eat a lot of food to make my brain function properly."

"mental strength?"

"Yes."

Roman bit the fork for a while before letting go, put him back on the table, supported Astra with one hand, saw his expression change suddenly, and hurriedly explained: "It's been a while since the meal time, don't go faster If you don’t, you’ll miss the meal.”

Therefore, Astra did not continue to reject Roman's help.

How should I put it, he felt that he should be the type to help others, and he was rarely treated in reverse, so he was indescribably weird at first.Now I'm really used to being supported by others, and it doesn't seem to be bad.

With Roman's help, Astra was able to catch up with dinner.

Seeing them, Matthew hurriedly waved: "Senior Astra, Doctor Roman, here."

Roman glanced at Astra, who nodded slightly, and then walked over unhurriedly.