"Are you saying that you just met Wang Zuo and persuaded him to a dead end?"

"If that person is indeed called Wang Zuo. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info" Ryo-chan replied lightly.

I see, in this way, things do become more reasonable. Since the person behind the scenes instigated Wang Zuo to kill me, and prepared a tool such as the Holy Grail for him, then logically he should leave a back door on the Holy Grail to ensure that Wang Zuo can survive after killing me, so as to avoid the hard-earned results from being reset due to the rollback. I didn't think much about this question when I came to a conclusion. Since logical ought to exist only in logic itself, since it did not actually happen, there is no reason to dwell too much about it. Maybe the mastermind behind the scenes did leave a backdoor, but this backdoor was triggered by probability, and in his mind, it was an infinite number of rollbacks anyway, and if he kept repeating it, he would always be able to hit it once; It is also possible that the plan of the person behind the scenes is more than that, and this continuous reincarnation is actually his preparation for the next goal. All in all, in the light of the circumstances at the time, such a possibility was so great that it was unnecessary to make a fuss about it.

Of course, now that I listen to Ryo-chan's words, there is a good explanation for this problem - it's not that the black hand didn't leave the back door, but that the back door was blocked by Ryo-chan. The Holy Grail works on the human heart, and the design of the back door is inseparable from this basic point. With the level of Ling sauce, after talking to her in three or two sentences, Wang Zuozhi didn't know what would become. In this way, the design of the people behind the scenes naturally falls through. Although Ling Jiang may not be conscious, in fact, Wang Zuo is indeed as she said, on a dead end.

"I am very grateful for your help, but it is not enough. It's more complicated than you might think, so let's go over there and sit down and let me explain everything slowly. ”

"It's fine." Ryo-chan answered, and slowly followed me, walking to the seat where I had been before. I sat on the other side of the bench, one seat away from her, and explained to her as briefly as I could. After hearing this, Ling-chan lowered her head and was silent for a long time, and then said softly:

"Out of professional necessity, I would like to ask you a few questions now, and I hope you will not hide anything."

"Please." This is a common occurrence in the field, so I answered without the slightest qualms.

"So, how did you get to where you are now?"

Ah, that's a long-standing question. Hearing these words made me feel like walking on a mountain road with my head bored, and suddenly I looked back and realized that I had come so far. I gathered my thoughts, found the most appropriate way to put it, and replied, "I guess it's because of interest." When I was in junior high school, I was interested in this subject, so I found some books to read, and after reading them, I thought I wanted to give it a try, and when I had an opportunity, I found it really interesting, so I did it all the way. ”

I think this statement is reasonable, but Ryo-chan is quite unsympathetic. From a certain sentence, she turned her head and her eyes widened, and even the whole person moved back a little unconsciously. After saying this, she wanted to interrupt several times, but she didn't know why, and she didn't ask until my voice finally landed:

"You said you found some books to read - where did you find them?"

"The city library." So Ryo-chan moved back a little more, and the whole person was already attached to the edge of the chair. She then asked, "Are you a big man with some background?" Why is it so easy to borrow banned books? ”

Ryo-chan's words puzzled me even more, and I felt that there must be some big difference between me and her. For the rest of the conversation, I explained little by little: "Where are there any forbidden books, these books are just ordinary on the shelves." ”

"Why are they so common on the shelves?" Ryo-chan also seemed to realize the problem, and she turned around, her hands propped up on Yi's face, leaning forward, and staring at me with wide eyes, waiting for my answer.

I replied, "If you think about it, since there is such a disaster in this world, it is impossible for society to be indifferent to it. Isn't it a matter of course to publish books that popularize prevention knowledge? Wouldn't it be more natural to put these books on the shelves of the library in general? On the other hand, it is only problematic to restrict them as banned books. ”

Ryo-chan didn't move, but just said to me, "I still can't accept it." ”

So I sighed and said, "Let's put it this way, you think about fire prevention." Are there books about how to prevent fire and how to avoid danger? So again, why should books on how to guard against weirdness be banned? In fact, whether it is junior high school or high school, there have been popular science lectures about weirdness, which is the same as fire prevention acting and earthquake prevention acting. ”

"I've never been to that stuff before, so I don't know about it."

"Your Excellency, you have a good point, and I am speechless."

"Ahem, okay, next question, what did you kill for the first time?"

"This..." Theoretically, I should have been impressed by this kind of thing, but now that Ryo-chan asked, my mind went blank. After a long time of retracing it, I remembered the vague fragment. However, this kind of ambiguity should not be the question that Ryo-chan really wants to ask, and from what I know about her, what she wants to ask should be: "Why can I do it to living people?" ”

So I replied, "If I had to say it, it would come naturally." Of course, I wasn't so indifferent at the beginning, but I encountered a lot of things and dealt with all kinds of weirdness, so naturally I didn't have so many worries. Weirdos are born of human hearts, and most of them are also human, and many of them even have human form. There are a lot of kills of this kind of thing, and I don't think there is anything particularly noble about people, and killing is actually killing. The first time I killed someone, I didn't know it was a person, I just thought it was a strange thing that looked like a person, and after I killed it, I realized that it was a person. I was stunned for a while, and I felt a little panicked, but when I calmed down and thought about it carefully, I realized that it wasn't really a big deal. ”