[Comprehensive] BE saves the world

After many years, when he saw that figure again, all the past and the past flooded into Weber Velvet's heart.

At the moment when the familiar burly figure caught his eyes again, Weber Velvet understood that he never forgot the years when they galloped together.No one can really understand the meaning of the days of the Fourth Holy Grail War—to be precise, the time spent with the rider.

In those few short days, he saw dreams that he had never seen before.

It is a magnificent battle between heroic spirits, the ugliest hell that the evil of human nature can create, the most magnificent overlord's army, a distant dream that shines like stars, the most tragic and heroic charge, It was a painful realization of my own insignificance and powerlessness.

He never thought that people could survive in that way.

He never thought that people could create such great achievements and miracles.

So Weber Velvet wanted to chase, just like chasing the stars, chasing the figure at the end of the boundless sea,

The wish he had already given up appeared in front of him again in this way.

Gallop with the king, and go to the same battlefield with the king again.Everything he missed fell into his hands in this form.

...So, he finally remembered.

What a great Conqueror...and, what a headache.

"Hahahahaha! I didn't expect that there are such a large number of women in this world! Come on! Let's have another drink!"

Rider let out a hearty laugh, picked up the wine glass and clinked glasses vigorously with the silver-haired android, gulped down a large glass (actually he wanted to say a large barrel) of fine wine, and even burped loudly.

"Oh! It's really good wine! It ranks among the top three wines I have tasted! It's really good! Come on, boy, drink it too!"

Caught off guard, El-Melloi II coughed earth-shatteringly after taking a sip of wine.

Ah, time and distance are really sharp tools to beautify memories. How could he have forgotten what a headache and willful guy the King of Conquerors is?How could he have forgotten the past when he was so worried about Wang Hu Lai that his stomach would explode?How could he have forgotten that this guy has never listened to people since before? ? ? ? ? ? ?

Then El-Melloi II was extremely desperate to see his apprentice, who was already a little delirious, happily raised his glass and shouted at the rider, "Cheers~~~~~!"

You also wake me up, this is not a celebration party for pirates!Just because you can drink rum like water doesn't mean you can drink the King of Conquerors!Look at your physique difference!You are only 1.7 meters and he is more than two meters! ! !Even if you are all wine barrels, you are only size l!He is the size xxxxl! ! !Stop drinking!Your eyes are straight! ! !

However, before he roared out this series of inner activities, Frederica gulped down the glass of spirits in his hand (in fact, he also wanted to say it was a barrel), and then fell down on the ground with a plop. in front of him.

well.

El-Melloi II calmly looked at the dozen or so empty wine barrels in front of him, picked up the glass in front of him and drank it all in one gulp.

He desperately needs a drink to cool off right now.

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How did things get to this point.

El-Melloi II rubbed his head in severe pain from drinking too much, looked at the pile of "corpses" in the bathtub expressionlessly, and thought deeply about this mysterious question.

Oh, I'm sorry, it wasn't a corpse, but his student, his girlfriend, and the biggest contributor to helping him reunite with rider.Einzbern's strongest battle doll, Frederica von Einzbern.

But right now, she's just a drunk guy.It was the first time El-Melloi II knew that a 45kg beautiful girl could sink like that.Just moving her from the courtyard to this bathtub was a waste of all his strength, and several times in the middle of the journey, he felt his waist making a weak scream of being overwhelmed - he didn't usually feel that she was so heavy.Why do people become so heavy when they get drunk?

After finally moving her into the bathtub, El-Melloi II felt that he was going to die of exhaustion.But the matter didn't end there, he had to take off her clothes that were stained with her own vomit, and then wash her off the dirt...and the things he rubbed on when he moved her .

El-Melloi II took a deep breath, but was almost nauseated by the smell of wine that filled the bathroom. He could only pinch his nose and turn on the switch of the shower. While adjusting the water temperature, he looked helplessly at the flushed A drunk with a small face still muttering "cheers".

"There must be a limit to not worrying. This and that are also... Can you make me less headache?"

El-Melloi II sighed deeply, but the action of pouring the hot water that was finally adjusted to the right temperature on the girl was gentle.He propped up the girl's heavy body, and didn't care if the water wet his clothes, first he carefully scrubbed her dirty silver hair.

Suddenly, the girl opened her eyes in his arms.The red pupils that were smudged by the alcohol looked at him, covered with a layer of water mist because of being too drunk, staring at him in a daze, it took a long time to confirm who he was, confused He leaned his head over in a daze, closed his eyes and rubbed against him indiscriminately.

"Teacher, are you happy today?"

As if she wanted to ask him, but also as if she wasn't asking him at all, the girl continued vaguely.

"Favourability... 80... I must be very happy... I should be happy too... I should be happy... No, I, I... I shouldn't be happy... Yes, I'm sorry... I made it I don't know... Should I be happy... Teacher?"

El-Melloi II was stunned for a moment before he understood what she meant.

His affection for her had risen to 80, and she should have been happy that she had his heart.

But as long as she thought that she would crush his heart, she couldn't be happy.

In addition to this complicated entanglement, she was very happy simply because he was happy.

"Did you drink it because you didn't know it, or did you drink it because you didn't know it..."

El-Melloi II only felt that his head was getting more painful, and he pulled the girl's hair angrily, but subconsciously relaxed the movements of his hands.

"Really, think about it for me too—you both drank too much, and I'm the one to deal with the aftermath?"

He wiped the girl's clean face carelessly with a dry and soft towel, and El-Melloi II once again carried the girl out of the bathtub with great effort, wrapped her in a big towel, and held her with great difficulty. Helped her to sit on the pony, let her lean in his arms, and wiped her wet hair with a dry towel.

"What do you think about so much." He said softly to the girl who had fallen asleep again, "This kind of small problem... I have figured it out a long time ago."

Compared with such insignificant questions, how to move this drunk who is heavier than a pig into her own room is the top priority.

Thinking of this, El-Melloi II couldn't help letting out another long sigh that seemed to be squeezed out of his lungs.

That's the big question, okay?

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When he woke up the next day, El-Melloi II only felt a splitting headache.

But whether it was because of the wine he drank last night, or because he caught a cold while wearing wet clothes, or because of the... deafening hahahaha sound coming from outside the door, only God knows.

He stretched out his hands and pinched his roots, and then he touched the glasses from the bedside and put them on. After struggling for a long time, he finally broke free from the seal of the warm blanket, took a few deep breaths of the slightly cold air in the winter morning, and forced himself to put on the glasses. Feet tucked into cold slippers.

...I really want to stay in bed.

This year, a 29-year-old, mature and stable young man who is a model for others thinks so.

Of course, like it used to be in the Clock Tower... no, exactly, like every morning during the last Holy Grail War, this kind of thing is completely delusional.

"Hey boy—get up!"

Accompanied by this straightforward male voice, the sliding door of the bedroom was pulled open with a whoosh, and the burly man in the "Grand Strategy" T-shirt strode into the room, grabbed the tall and thin young man who was still confused, like a shaker It shook twice like a chicken.

"There will be a battle meeting in a while, get up quickly, kid! Don't sleep!"

"I'm awake, I'm really awake!"

El-Melloi II hastily raised his hand, and opened both eyes to show his sobriety. Seeing him like this, rider let go of his hand in satisfaction, and blew from his room like a whirlwind. out.Only leaving a sentence "Yu and the little girl are waiting for you in the hall" and then disappeared without a trace.Only El-Melloi II, who was left with a terrible headache, rubbed his head, and sighed full of resentment from the depths of his chest.

...Who the hell was the bastard who dragged people to drink until 02:30 last night?

After reluctantly tidying himself up to look like a human, El-Melloi II walked to the hallway with a pair of red sleepy eyes, dazedly took the slice of bread that Gray handed over and put it in his mouth, holding back The yawning impulsive chewed mechanically, while straddling his legs almost unconsciously, and followed Frederica.

Then he woke up with a jerk the moment he got in the car.

"No, wait..." He was so frightened that he even dropped a slice of bread, "Hey, Frederica—why do you have to drive for the battle meeting???"

No no no point is not why drive!!!

El-Melloi II screamed fiercely in his heart.

The point is why you are driving again! ! !What about Emiya Kiritsugu! ! !Doesn't the majestic magician killer know how to drive and say that it's not ashamed to go out! ! !Has he galloped on the battlefield (?) for so many years relying on his own legs? Impossible! ! !

Wait, wait, he should first figure out why he needs to drive in a combat meeting—if he doesn’t need to drive, doesn’t that mean he doesn’t need to take Einzbern’s car? ! ! ! !

"Didn't I say? Today's combat meeting will be held at Tohsaka's house." Accompanied by the familiar sound of locks being locked, the silver-haired girl turned her head and showed him a gentle and cheerful smile, "Emiya Kiritsugu has already I took Shirou and the others to Tohsaka’s house in advance. Really, I told him that I can use space magic to expand the space in the car, and this car can fit in. But he just refused to take my car, why?"

I guess this is probably because he already knows the driving skills of your Einzbern driving school very well.

Recalling the white-haired woman from Einzbern who appeared as Emiya Kiritsugu's wife during the Fourth Holy Grail War, El-Melloi II's face turned ashen.

Is it too late for me to jump off the bus?

El-Melloi II stretched out his hand to reach the car lock with a blank expression, but before he touched the car lock, he was pulled back by the strong inertia when the car started, and almost fell headfirst on the seat.

...Very well, it's too late to jump off the train now.

He was almost desperately sure of it.

In the dizziness and weightlessness that makes people feel like their internal organs are about to fly out, El-Melloi II thought painfully, now I forget the magician's principle of concealment, and use the Noble Phantasm to order the rider to use the Kamui wheel to take us far away Is Sakae still in time?

Before he could figure out the answer to this question, El-Melloi II lost consciousness due to the too contorted speed of the car.

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When he finally arrived at his destination, El-Melloi II only felt that he had lost his soul in the speeding wind.Only at the moment when his feet landed on the ground after a long absence, did he finally regain the sense that he was still alive.

... No matter how many times I experience it, I can't get used to it at all, this terrible car skill.

he thought bitterly.

Then, El-Melloi II raised his eyes, and saw Emiya Kiritsugu who had arrived one step earlier and was now looking over from afar.I don't know if it was his delusion, he seemed to see a sympathetic look from the eyes of that ruthless(?) ex-magician killer...? ? ?

El-Melloi II closed his eyes, raised his hand and rubbed the space between his brows, wondering if he was hallucinating because of the speed of the car.

"Your driving skills are very good!"

Behind them, rider's heroic laughter came. He seemed to be patting Frederica's back. The sound was so loud that El-Melloi II felt phantom pain in his back.But now he feels his stomach hurts more than his back hurts.

Sure enough, he heard Frederica's joyful and complacent voice right after.

"Right!" Her tone was almost smug, "I just said that I have good driving skills!"

"That's right!" the rider praised, "It's rare to see a driver who understands the beauty of speed like you! Even Yu can feel the excitement of his heartbeat! Very good!"

"I will continue to work hard!"

What a joke, don't reach a consensus in such a strange place, you two street killers!

After everyone arrived, Emiya Kiritsugu finally raised his hand and rang the doorbell.

Chapter 271 As a fool, when you need to use your brains, you have to throw your brains to smart people.

Since Tosaka Tokiomi, the previous head of the Tohsaka family, died in the Fourth Holy Grail War, the current head of the Tohsaka family is his eldest daughter Tohsaka Rin.The young lady in red with black ponytails was obviously taken aback by so many people at the door when she opened the door, her eyebrows almost flew into the sky.But she still pursed her lips when she saw Emiya Shirou and Emiya Kiritsugu, and turned sideways to get out of the way.

"Are you from Einzbern and El-Melloi, please come in."

Behind her, the red Archer frowned tightly and looked over, with a somewhat disapproving look on his face, but he didn't say anything more.I don't know if it was to protect my sister, but we didn't see Matou Sakura in this room... No, it should be called Tohsaka Sakura now.Only Rin Tohsaka, who raised his chin slightly, received us as the land manager of Fuyuki City with a firm expression that could not be dissented.

"It seems that you have summoned your own servant."

My eyes turned around on the red archers and Emiya Shiro, and then looked at the ceiling of Tohsaka's house. Since Tohsaka Rin's magic level is quite good, I can't see whether the roof of this bungalow is there. There is no big hole smashed by the archer falling from the sky like the original work.Tohsaka Rin responded to my straightforward question with a straightforward hum.

"Aren't you the same? It's from Einzbern." She turned her eyes to Lancer and rider, "Really, where is the common sense of magicians... Emiya-san, actually brought two If two other magicians and servants enter a magic workshop, no matter what happens after that, don't you complain?"

Emiya Shirou scratched his cheek for no reason, showing an awkward and helpless smile.

"That... Tohsaka... I'm sorry. But it's kind of you to agree to my unreasonable request, thank you very much."

"What, what!" Tohsaka Rin panicked, raised his hand and brushed the long hair on his shoulders, "If it's not for the sake of taking care of Sakura... Forget it, anyway, remember that you owe Just a big favor from me! Remember to return it to me later, understand?"

"Okay." The smile on Emiya Shirou's face became even more helpless, and he scratched his hair, "However, Tohsaka is a good person, so I will actually agree whether I have it or not. I am still clear about this. Don't you Maybe let's just ignore the big problems that will happen in Fuyuki City."

"You guy... there must be a limit to a good person." Tohsaka Rin pressed his eyebrows as if feeling powerless, "Don't think of me as a twisted person like you, I just try my best It’s just my responsibility as a manager. Listen, I’m not as stupid as you, who would trust magicians from outside. Especially one of them is a monarch...so it’s troublesome to be a layman, why should I explain to you what a monarch is? ah……"

"Rin." Seeing that his master was about to fall into thoughts, the red archer reminded, "The reception room has arrived."

"Ah, oh...thanks." The girl took a deep breath, turned around, and stared at us resolutely with her dark green pupils, "Well, although I have heard about it once from Emiya-san and his father , but please explain in detail what the so-called 'Great Holy Grail is polluted' is."

"I'd love to." I said with a smile.

In this way, omitting my lengthy background setting explanation and past gossip jokes (...), the second round of combat meetings began at Tohsaka's house.

"Then, please discuss the remaining details with the teacher."

I put my hands on El-Melloi II's shoulders, stood up lightly, and blinked at Rin Tohsaka.

"Huh?" El-Melloi II made a confused nasal sound.

"Because I have an appointment with Shirou and Illya to go out to play next time, ah, how about Gray and Rider also come together? It's rare to come to Fuyuki City once, and it would be a pity if we were fighting or meeting all the time. !"

Emiya Shiro: "Huh? Now?"

Gray: "I...can I be together..."

Rider: "Hahahaha! Not bad! It's a pity to waste time on such trivial details! Now that we have come to a new place, it would be disappointing not to explore it! Then let's go!"

"Stop, everyone!" El-Melloi II raised his hand to suppress the throbbing veins on his forehead, and turned to glaring at me, "Lady, what we are going to have now is a battle meeting on how to act next, isn't it? When playing, do you understand?"

"I understand." I tilted my head, "But, teacher, you are the military advisor."

"What...?" El-Melloi II seemed completely bewildered by my stroke of genius.

Rider laughed: "That's right, you are the military advisor! The battle meeting is the military advisor's responsibility, and Yu entrusts you with this power. You can make your own decisions. I trust Yu's military advisor's decision!"

"That is to say, mental activity is your task, teacher!" I said confidently, "I'm just an idiot dps! You guys discuss the battle plan, and then tell me how to execute it! I'm only responsible for fighting monsters! So does Ray!"

El-Melloi II: "………………"

He looked like he wanted to swing the psv up on my head.Give it to the head of the King of Conquerors as well.

I looked at him confidently.

That's right!It's so straightforward!Why should I use my brain as a fool when there are smart people in the team!I don't even plan when I'm traveling as long as I have reliable teammates around!I just have to bring my stomach and promise not to hold me back!

As a thug, I've never been good at playing tactics, so while these professionals are discussing battle plans, I'd better just walk away.Give them space.Besides, there will definitely be a lot of academic discussions that will make my head dizzy. As a scumbag, it is better for me to clench my tail and leave silently.

Moreover, I just want to sneak out to play... As a dps, it is my task to undertake the output. What does command have to do with me?Why should I grab the commanding job?Don't take on work outside of your duties is the secret of maintaining youth and longevity!What's wrong with just wanting to be a rice bug?That's right!

El-Melloi II took a deep breath: "Lady."

"Huh?" I looked at him obediently.

"Now, immediately, get out of here." His voice was so low that it sounded like it was coming from underground, and he could hear that he was restraining the urge to hit me.

"Order!"

I nimbly saluted him, jumped up and pulled Emiya Shirou and Gray, and was about to rush out the door. Before I ran two steps, I remembered something more important, turned around and patted Lancer on the shoulder.

"The task of protecting the teacher is entrusted to you." I said to him softly.