I am Emiya Shiro Kamen Rider ghost

"Okay, okay, you two stop arguing, after all, Ms. Arjandre is our ally arranged by the restraint force, and Ms. Leticia who is possessed by her can't be ignored!"

"That's why it's really ridiculous that a ruler wants to possess an ordinary person to participate in the Holy Grail War."

"You think my mother is willing! I don't know why I can't come directly, but only through possession."

It is probably because Amakusa Shiro occupied the position of ruler that Joan of Arc had to come in possession, Shirou guessed in his mind.

So Shirou changed the topic, rubbed his temples while walking, looked at Miss Joan before him and said:

"So you come from a relative future, no wonder the seat of Heroes has no concept of time."

"That's right, I also understand why you looked so familiar to me back then. It turns out that the two of us first met in our respective pasts!"

Joan of Arc Alter also looked at Shirou in surprise, blinked her clever eyes,

Looking at Arturia who was wearing normal clothes behind Shirou, he removed the armor woven with magic power and changed back to the original casual clothes. At the same time, his skin became the color of the original normal person, and his hair became short and golden.

It's just that the two are more alike except for the chest part.

Shirou's slightly surprised eyes made Jeanne Alter feel a little uncomfortable, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay, I think you and Saber look alike!"

"Ghost knows why I look so much like that runaway girl."

"Shirou, I don't feel that much alike after all our hair color and skin color are completely different-"

Artoria who was behind Shirou retorted.

"Is it different? Runaway girl, do you dare to take off that golden hair on your head?"

"Take it off, so what—"

A Servant is a body made of magic power. It is not a problem for a servant to be missing an arm or a leg. Of course, for a servant who has been fleshed out, a broken elbow will naturally be impossible to come back.

So Artoria took off her stupid hair without hesitation, and then something incredible happened——

Originally, Arturia's whole body suddenly changed like a holy king, her hair color became platinum, and her skin became the bloodless white before.

"Al, your spirit foundation seems to be reversed?"

Shirou stared at the blackened Artoria in front of him with wide eyes.

"I-"

Artoria opened her hands and looked at her whole body in astonishment. She didn't expect that she could reverse her spirit foundation after removing the dull hair?

"Look, I already said that."

Joan of Arc Alter has seen Artoria use this trick to become Arturia Alter at a singularity where only evil attributes can exist.

"Al, how are you feeling now?"

"It's nothing, it's almost the same as usual, except for some changes in panel data and treasures, it's still the same as before."

For Artoria, she has long accepted her black self, so no matter how her appearance changes, her heart will not change.

Shirou suddenly had a bold idea. He took the plucked hair from Artoria's hand, inserted it, and Arturia returned to her original appearance in a flash.

"Bravo!"

So Shirou unplugged and plugged it back and forth as if he had found something interesting, and had a great time playing it, but-

"Is Shirou having fun?"

Hearing Artoria's icy voice, Shirou closed his hands sheepishly, and turned around with an awkward smile.

After crossing a few streets in a while, the three of Shirou returned to their original stronghold.

And in the small house, the young Mordred felt anxious when he couldn't wait for his mother. The moment the door opened, she felt that her mother had returned.

Overjoyed, she opened it and rushed up, hugged it, but then felt something was wrong, she raised her head in doubt.

"Aren't you mother, where mother is not as big as you?"

Originally, Joan Alter was wondering why a little ghost suddenly hugged her when she entered the door, but when she heard the little ghost in front of her say that her mother was not that old, she was suddenly happy, and she could understand who the little ghost said about her mother.

Artoria, who had just walked into the house, naturally saw and heard this scene, and her face immediately darkened.

Little Mordred, who saw Artoria, was naturally very happy and ran towards Artoria, hugged Artoria's waist, and lay on Artoria's body happily, without noticing Artoria at all. More and more cold eyes -

Now she really wanted to stab this rebellious son to death with a single sword.

My opponent a can't be restrained by the golden sword, but why is sister Wang also against a? Has she been restrained by the king sword? Is this a tragedy for their family?

But Shirou immediately grabbed Artoria's wrist.

"Don't be impulsive, Al, there's no limit to child's talk."

"Hey, runaway girl, don't you want to spread your temper on the child! No way, no way!"

"..."

Arturia felt that the Joan of Arc Alter in front of her was not pleasing to the eye no matter what. It seemed that her future relationship with her was not good.

"Miss Joan, don't talk about it, we are guests, so it's not good to mock casually like this!"

The tone of these words should undoubtedly be the tone of Leticia possessed by Joan of Arc.

"I'm really sorry for causing you so much trouble."

"It's okay, Miss Leticia, you can take a good rest here recently! It's absolutely safe and comfortable here."

"OK, thanks!"

Because Shirou came back very late tonight, the heavy responsibility of cooking fell on Medea Lily, but although Medea Lily is good at cooking, but the ingredients are very bold, because she always has something to do to summon some fantasy species, and then Making them into ingredients is almost more Cantonese than Cantonese.

I was even happier after hearing that Joan of Arc Alter could summon dragon species. She seemed to be cooking a flying dragon barbecue tomorrow, and Joan of Arc Alter actually agreed. When asked why, Joan of Arc looked at Shirou. What more to say.

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This is the magic power hall located in the Castle of Thousand Worlds. There are cans of artificial humans displayed here. They should not use them to describe them. They will continue to supply magic power to the Castle of Thousand Worlds as man-made magic batteries.

The battery life of these artificial humans is no more than three years.

However, just today, a strange man-made mutation occurred - who am I?Where am I?what am i doing

The three philosophical questions made this man-made feel strange.

Then the owner of the magic room passed by and said casually - "In short, let's use three first, uh... this, this, and this."

The android heard himself being called.The bright death seemed to suffocate him, and it grabbed his heart hard, and Liu Cheng, who had deliberately ignored it, issued a stern warning.

-you will die".I have been locked in this magic power supply tank since I was born, and there is no point in living, just because I happen to be chosen, and it is only consumed for this reason.

Waiting for his master to leave, he determined that there was still some buffer time before the moment of his own death.

Desperation strikes, and what I have been ignoring is this, this is it.Birth has no meaning, existence has no meaning.

Even so, he couldn't cry and regret, he could only watch with empty eyes.

...No, is that really the case?

He thought, desperately thinking, could he really "can't do anything"?

Is it because he thinks he can't do anything?Now, he has done what other individuals can't do... At least he has done this because he is afraid of the conclusions he draws after he obtains information and thinks about it.

He suddenly wants to live, to live to find the meaning of life.

So he desperately wants to break the glass tube that binds him, as long as he can break his glass jar, he can live on his own.

──Move.

For the first time in my life, I moved a finger.He moved his hands, clenched his fists, and wanted to raise his arms.

──Move.

Confirming the situation again, he understood that he was locked in the emerald green preservation solution in order to efficiently supply mana.In short, first put aside the meaning of existence that is not in operation, and let the current purpose be clearer.You must escape from here, and immediately.

──Move!

He moved his hands and roughly knocked on the tempered glass, but immediately realized that this action was meaningless and gave up.The physical impact I can make cannot break this piece of glass.

Can't I break the glass jar that binds me?

However, at this moment, the android heard footsteps mixed with metal collisions, and he immediately pretended to be in the same posture as an ordinary android, so as not to let him notice his strangeness.

A knight in black armor appeared and stopped in front of the android.

This person is the Saber of Black.

"You want to survive and pursue the meaning of life, right?"

"???"

This person actually saw through his disguise and his thoughts at a glance?how is this possible?Can't artificial people understand it well?Why?

"Although you have a lot of questions now, I don't have time to answer you. Anyway, you will understand later. I can't help you break it directly, but I can teach you how to break it."

Can he teach himself?

"As a cyborg, you are naturally aware of your own magic circuit. First cut off the supply of magic power, and then touch the strengthened glass with both hands. After the magic power flowing into the body finds the release point, it immediately rushes towards the palm of your hand, so that you can break the magic power storage tank. .”

Although he didn't understand why the black armor man in front of him instructed him, the android immediately did what the black armor man said, and then his hands were filled with light—the reinforced glass was shattered as fragile as a light wood board.

In the next second, the body was pushed out, connecting with the originally isolated world.

Despite slicing his back with broken glass, he was pushed out of the way—into the real world.

But at this time the artificial man felt very heavy - I couldn't breathe.

The man in black armor went on to say:

"Very well, your inability to breathe is only temporary, and then you try to climb to the door and someone will take care of you, and you will be able to take the opportunity to escape from this castle in a day."

The artificial man raised his head and looked at the man in black armor, his eyes full of doubts.

"Remember your name is Zig. After you escape, you will meet a man named Emiya Shirou. The meaning of life you pursue will find the answer in him, so goodbye Zig!"

After the Heijia man finished speaking, he turned into a golden spirit and disappeared into the air.

Who is this person?Is this the last doubt in Zigg's heart?

PS: Who is the black armor man?Let's take a guess?

Chapter 100, Let you see the fate of the loser!

With the first ray of sunlight penetrating through the clouds in the morning, the people of Tolifas ushered in a new day after a quiet night.

Shirou slowly opened his eyes, this time he still felt his chest was heavy, but this time it was no longer Altria pressing on his chest, but the young Mordred, only this time Artoria put her arm on Mordred, and the three of them felt like a family at this moment.

Then Shirou gently peeled off the octopus-like Mordred Lily, and got up quietly. As a househusband, he had to get up early and run for exercise.

But just as he got up, he saw little Mordred rubbing his sleepy eyes.

"Father, what are you going to do?"

"I'm going to exercise in the morning, you go on to sleep!"

"That little Mo also wants to exercise in the morning. Although he doesn't need to exercise deliberately, he can't let go of his physical training."

"okay!"

After thinking for a moment, Shirou agreed to Mordred's request.

So the "father and daughter" put on their clothes, left the house and started running in the morning under the rising sun. Although the little Mordred looked only seven or eight years old, but because he inherited the blood of the red dragon from Artoria , like a young lion with boundless energy, can always keep up with Shirou's footsteps.

But when Shirou and the young Mordred passed by a small alley, they suddenly heard a scream from a distance - "Ah!"

So the father and daughter stopped, and Shirou glanced at the young Mordred and said, "You stay here and don't move, of course you have to be careful around you."

"Okay, my father!"

Shirou nodded, although Mordred Jr. was only a child, but with the physique of a Servant, ordinary magicians are no match for Mordred Jr., let alone an ordinary adult.

Shirou then walked quickly to the other end of the alley, and when he passed through the alley, he saw some broken limbs and internal organs, with blood flowing all over the ground.

Shirou frowned. The reason why he let the young Mordred stand by was because he smelled a faint smell of blood. Young children must not be allowed to see such a bloody scene.

Following the bloodstains, Shirou approached gently, came to a small four-story building, then jumped to the balcony on the second floor, and then clinging to the wall to look inside through the glass window.

Then Shirou saw a man with disheveled hair, pale skin, and ragged clothes lying on the ground, like a beast lying on the ground, gnawing on something.

When Shirou was quite curious, when he checked further, he accidentally touched the wind chime on the balcony door frame.

"Ding ding dong, ding ding dong!"