I have become stronger, but also shorter [comprehensive]

——Finally returned to the ground.

The black clouds that made up the sky shattered early, and the remaining fragments did not last long, if they had disappeared completely.

The sky above the head is shining brightly, if it is not for the faint and chilly snowflakes falling, people may think that nothing happened before, it is a brilliant and bright scene.

It's easy to see why there has been such a dramatic shift.

The Storm Goddess lost her Storm Spear, and the surging divine power stagnated and poured out violently.

For an instant, everything came to a standstill.

"Think about it, is it safer to break it?"

The key person No. [-] who directly led to this accident made the above statement in a serious manner.

There is no doubt that he is serious.

He held the holy spear that had faded from its brilliance and looked it up and down, and the holy aura did not dissipate.

But for some reason, when the silver-haired boy stared at it with disgusting eyes, the holy gun seemed to have been greatly frightened and threatened, and its momentum became shorter, and it seemed inexplicably dull.

"To dismantle it or chop it up, or simply do it more neatly? Anyway, it's all about solving the problem from the root, and it doesn't matter what the solution is—"

"Hey, wait for Eric? Do you want to dismantle the holy gun?"

"Otherwise, turning Arturia into such a crap and leaving it as an eyesore, just dismantling it is already giving you face, hey!"

"Uh, no, no."

Merlin was probably so shocked that his language became a bit confused. Of course, there is also the possibility that he got a strong sense of familiarity (?) from the chic style that has not changed for thousands of years.

"I'm just surprised and not surprised at all... Ahem, but it can't be removed yet."

Eric: "Why!"

He squeezed louder the Holy Gun, which could crunch and drop slag with a flick of his hand, and the young man who was waiting for the gun to be dismantled was very angry.

Merlin quickly explained to him what he was talking about. Even if the Holy Lance is destroyed now, the impact it has had on Artoria is irreversible, and it will be harmful.

And, most importantly:

"Only when the holy sword is returned, can she..."

The word "liberation" was not uttered because Arturia herself was here, watching them quietly with eyes that were calmer than Bitao.

Merlin didn't explain it directly. Eric didn't understand the situation very well, but he could see something from the details. His expression flickered a few times, and he suddenly became dumb.

"..."

Arturia who came to the ground still did not speak.

Her "humanity" is like the little ripples on the surface of the lake blown by the breeze. In the past, the ripples have long since disappeared, and the lake has returned to calm.

Hearing that the young man in front of her wanted to dismantle her holy spear, she was neither stunned nor angry, as if there was no fluctuation in her heart.

I also heard the "dispute" between Merlin and the young man in front of her, and the holy sword mentioned in it seemed to exist in a distant memory from long, long ago...

wrong.

The meaning and memory of the holy sword to her, like a special human being, became blurred.

Arturia continued to look at the two people in front of her.

Just looking at the appearance, the magician is still the same, and the teacher has not changed for thousands of years.

Because of the influence of divinity, she has no special feelings about reuniting with her most reliable teacher.

All the attention was on the silver-haired boy whose expression had rarely become richer.

Although, the calm-looking Wang clearly thought in his heart: This young man doesn't look like... But, what's not like?

But except for herself, no one can see that she still has such thoughts in her heart, and no one can see that she will put her thoughts into action quietly in silence.

——It seems that there is something 'unlike'.

——mainly reflected in the 'outside', that is, what the eyes can touch...

"here?"

Hey.

It's a very slight sound, you can't hear it if you don't pay attention.

Because, Arturia just took a step forward without making a sound, raised her right hand, first moved up slightly, and then down...

——with the same indifferent and leisurely attitude as her expression, she lowered her straight outstretched palm.

It was placed firmly on the top of the silver-haired boy's... who was almost thirty centimeters shorter than her.

"..."

"..."

Good, good risk.

It's just that there was a big earthquake under the feet, and a few hideous cracks appeared under someone's feet out of thin air. Nothing terrible happened to destroy the world.

Arturia was unaware of what a terrible thing she had done.

That's right, after all, she never felt the slightest "murderous aura". At most, when she saw the strange expression on the silver-haired boy's face that suddenly changed, she felt that there were little snowflakes floating in the air.

"Touch what, huh? What are you touching?"

"Sorry." Arturia said honestly, "I don't know the reason, but I always feel that this gap should not exist."

It should not be "down", it should be "up".

That's right, the gap should appear at the top - a man who doesn't exist in memory is several heads taller than her, even if he is a stepping foot, he may not be able to reach the impressive height of his chin.

But now, the absolute advantage that can only be looked up to has disappeared.

Artoria, who was able to see the boy's face only when she lowered her head, was very puzzled, so she couldn't help stretching out her hand, as if she could find the reason by pressing tentatively on the questioning head...

"Humph!"

Eric grabbed the silly girl's hand—not a slap, not that rudely—with extra viciousness.

"I don't even know your elder brother anymore, and you still care about this kind of... boring thing! You are really!"

"Not only has the brain become stupid, but people don't know how to learn to be bad-what's the matter with this armor-like and overly revealing dress!" The elder brother was annoyed, and he couldn't rule out the factor that he was poked at the sore spot by the height problem first. .

The blond "goddess" is majestic and dignified, sacred and serious, but her elder brother, who is subtle and conservative in nature, doesn't like her attire in a certain position.

A skirt is a skirt, and an armor is an armor. It's not a bad thing for a girl to love beauty, but that dress...

The kind of dress that shows most of the chest!It's just too—

Isn't your chest cold? !

The thousand-year-old eldest brother was inexplicably upset.

Of course he couldn't stand it, and he also took it for granted that he had not only grown taller but also fully developed.

Before Artoria had a chance to speak, she heard a laugh that seemed to be suffocating from the side.

"Puff-cough cough cough cough pu chi, um, it's nothing. Come on, Eric, I'll lend you my coat."

Seeing everything that happened at this time, the magician who almost didn't laugh out loud (?) managed to straighten his expression, and even took off his clothes.

He knew Eric very well, and he would be beaten if he laughed.Moreover, Eric was extremely dissatisfied with the students' attire at this time, and he also saw it at a glance and understood it.

As early as that time, the man was quite dissatisfied with Lily running around in a short skirt all day long, only to realize that the magician chose such a "disguise" for the girl out of personal taste, and then rolled up his sleeves and beat her up.

The extra cumbersome and thick coat was taken off, revealing the magician's unexpectedly muscular and capable figure

——Maybe, this guy still has some unspeakable little thoughts.

It's a pity that Eric only glanced at him, then turned his head indifferently.

The jacket kindly provided by the magician was wrapped around Artoria's body by Brother Eric in a lightning-fast manner, keeping it airtight and tightly wrapped.

After ensuring this, Eric withdrew his critical gaze and was satisfied.

"Make do with it first, and change it later when you go out."

"..."

"Let me hold this gun first. Before you find a solution, don't expect me to return it to you, understand?"

"you……"

"Huh? If you want to say something, say it louder."

"Eric."

Artoria said softly: "This, is that your name?"

Eric was taken aback.

Before he could answer, the blond beauty in her eyes lowered her eyes slightly, and her frozen face seemed to have thawed a little, just because of a flash of emotion in an instant.

"Where have I heard it... But, there is still a certain difference."

Arturia raised her head, and a faint smile appeared on her lips: "Obviously, there are too many unknown factors hindering me. However, I actually feel that it doesn't matter if I don't have to fight against them. "

"Yes." Merlin said.

"Although the you we met was just a 'possibility' of another world line. However, you are undoubtedly Artoria."

As long as she is "Artoria", that person will never give up.

"Come on, Artoria. Your wandering is fate, and our meeting is also fate. Don't worry about the impact of the collision between the two."

"leave?"

Arturia asked.

"Yes."

Eric took the lead, speaking clearly and affirming.

To be honest, from the moment he came in, he didn't like this place very much, it just looked good, but in fact it was empty and not popular at all.

If it was him, he wouldn't be able to stay here for 10 minutes.According to this point, how could it be possible for Arturia to continue to guard here rigidly?

"Go. Don't give me an answer other than obedient!"

Under the gaze of the magician who seemed to have other thoughts while smiling, Eric forcibly took the Storm King away from her Eternal King City.

Teenagers are like that.

It is a little higher than "willful". When making a decision, he is self-centered, and he will drag others away who are moved by his self-confidence without any explanation, and the other party can't tell his fault at all.

Except at that time... some things that cannot be said yet.

At an unknown moment, the magician almost wanted to sigh:

Eric.

Dear Eric.

Your wantonness, your light, to some...

Both redemption and injury.

*****

"—Didi, Didi, Didi!"

"Alert received! Fluctuations have been found in areas other than the original singularity!"

"This... no, no, the exact time cannot be determined, the age and location... are all beyond the scope of investigation! This is too strange!"

The turmoil caused by a sudden change of intention suddenly broke out in the control room of the mysterious institution Chaldea.

The footsteps were messy.

The instrument hums automatically, and an ominous red light flashes.

Hasty, flustered, vaguely restless—

Finally, after these emotions spread rapidly.

"Quick, quick!"

"Here we come—please review this investigation report! Lord Akiman!"