Chapter 121: Gentlemen! People love human beings the most!

In one of the rooms of the Winterwood Chapel, there was a suffocating stench and humid air. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

It was a trembling piece of flesh that had been mosaiced with a special technique, and its slippery tentacles were doing this at the same time on several displays in front of it, squeezing out dark and viscous sounds each time it wriggled, intertwined with various out-of-tune sounds.

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One of the screens, after an ad-like headline pops up, is switched by a tentacle button, which turns out to be a screen of Flatt and Assassin.

"Goo-goo...... What is the strongest BODY in human history, what XX first experience, what public toilet...... I don't think it's as good as the stimulation of Frath and Assassin without mucosal contact! Although there is no mating at all and there is no mucosal contact, it is so

Well, is that the difference between a human outpouring of emotions and a completely false performance? Awesome, Saigao, the internal organs are going to boil, people have to do their own tonight! ”

【Meat Cut】Sucking on a bottle of Sprite with a production date marking 1982 in the cup, he spit out something like words as he sucked through the glass. However, such a "foreign object" seems to reflect its inner pleasure. The surrounding candles were lit and glowed brightly, and a large field of flowers bloomed from the ceiling, floor, and walls in an instant, even though it was a concrete building, and the room turned from a dim and damp place into a beautiful field of fragrant flowers.

It was a miraculous magic, but the aroma that filled the room was still far from hiding the stench of the meat, and instead mixed into a disgusting and strange smell.

"If you don't agree with each other, you can give people a ride, but it doesn't matter! Anyway, because of this, people also thought of an interesting way to play...... Not good! It's because I'm not paying attention, I'm too excited, and I don't have enough magic to show my original form.,Oops.,If someone finds out at this time.,The popularity will be reduced, right? The position of the heroine can't be kept! will be robbed of the heroine's throne by those two white-haired girls! ”

The mosaic of the [Piece of Meat] popped and shook in a low voice, and suddenly released a strong light after making the mosaic covering the body several times larger in a distorted manner, and after the mosaic dissipated, the [Meat Piece] sitting on the chair became a Caster with a slender and petite beautiful girl appearance.

"Bang bang! Cute and charming, but it can bring death, Neyaratotip-chan appears again as a beautiful girl! Ahh Fortunately, the automaton "Mosaic to Stop SAN Lowering" can work, otherwise it would be bad to be seen by others, after all, this is a world of faces. Well...... Did the master, Shirou-kun, act according to the plan? Wow! Shirou-kun actually went to find Illya-chan when the main palace was facing an NTR crisis, and he just seduced Sakura-chan, didn't he? It's really a shameless and no lower limit guy.,A natural pair of dog men and women.,It's so shy! ”

Caster's eyes sparkled like a child's, and his cheeks flushed with an intoxicated smile.

"But it's well done! People give Shirou-kun 32 praises to you! Sakura-chan and Aijia's Miyu-chan and other fake holy grails are not powerful at all! If you want to find it, you have to look for the genuine Holy Grail...... Or should it be said that wicked and saints are attracted to each other? Just like Moriarty and Sherlock Holmes, Kanedaichi and Haruka Takato, Moses Jonathan and Raji Dick Brando, everyone is a piece of the puzzle, just like stand-in messengers will attract each other! It's like two pieces of a puzzle joined together, some people can understand that the other party is the piece they are missing when they put it together, and when many people put it together, they will produce a picture, but whether it will be hell or heaven, you can only know the moment the puzzle is completed. ”

She kept her smile and tilted her head again.

"But it's so smooth and it improves the favorability.,Sure enough, no matter which world line you're in.,Shirou can easily win the favorability of Sakura-chan and Illya-chan.,I wonder how "another Shirou" will feel? But it's not okay to pay attention to a favorability increase.,After all, Sakura-chan is still very important.,She's the toy that the insect has cultivated the descendants for a long time.。 And it's an extremely rare imaginary attribute.,If you don't make good use of it.,Sakura-chan will pick up the firewood knife and give you a NICEBOAT.,Ordinary heroic spirits can't stop her? And if you want to know how your adoptive father died, Sakura-chan is an indispensable part, after all, it's something that can interfere with time. ”

The so-called imaginary attribute, simply and crudely, is a stalker who can insert his hand into the dimensional gap. The imaginary space that does not exist but is thought to exist is something like a dimensional pocket, and what falls into it becomes something that is not bound by space or time.

Although it can only be sent, it is also a type of time travel. The past can be receiving, and the future can be sent, as long as the past is changed, what is lost in the future and what will be considered necessary in the future is preserved.

"It's the so-called chewing wine! Of course, because of the paradox of time, the future cannot be changed, and what the magic of imaginary numbers does is only the so-called [facts] that will be overwritten...... But what kind of expression will Shirou-kun have when he knows that [fact]? It's so exciting. ”

As if thinking of something funny, Caster burst out laughing, and was so happy that he couldn't be happier.

"Smooth and smooth, everything is going as people envisioned, it is too smooth, what will that holy woman do next, she will enter the next battlefield at the right time with her skills revealed, right? In this case, you will fall into the trap of others as you did 500 years ago. ”

When he was first summoned, Caster was slightly surprised to see Joan of Arc appear in this Holy Grail War, and at the same time felt overwhelming joy.

Proud, proud, noble, and more stupid than anyone else. What a foolish act, yet incomparably pure, upright, and beautiful...... She walked forward with pain in her arms, but people made her a saint.

It's a pity that stupidity is hopeless, and mental retardation can't be cured, which is a pity. If the mentally retarded have a color, then first gold, then blue.

The sad and crazy country girl, on the premise of understanding what she has sinned, still does not give up her identity as a saint - and has been fighting against despair. Knowing that he was persecuted and died, but he did not neglect his own nature for this, or became a heroic spirit with his honor and pride, and continued to save everything he could, how can it not be called the ultimate in stupidity and intellectual retardation?

Pain, fear, sorrow, despair...... Carrying everything on his back, swallowing it into his own stomach. Joan of Arc thinks of herself as a doll of God, thinking that she hears God's voice, and constantly deceives herself, and if she does not maintain this lie, she will not even be able to live, let alone save a country.

The stupid person and her serious face reflected each other, and that cute look couldn't help but smile. Yes, Caster thinks Joan of Arc is a lovely person.

That's right, whether it's a saint or a Ruler, she's really cute here.

It's so cute that it makes you want to tighten that white neck. Regardless of the outcome, whether tragic or comedy, it is undoubtedly an extremely pleasant story for Caster.

Caster looked up at the moon, the corroded ravines of the moon seemed to form a smiling face, and the evil smiling face that seemed to be disdainful and pleasant had no bright air, and would it make people go crazy looking at the moon with such a strange expression? Is it people looking at the moon, or is the moon looking at people? Or are they looking at each other? The thought of this made Caster chuckle for no apparent reason.

"This is what people expect, the confrontation between human beings and human beings, like water flowing downward, the weak will succumb to the strong! Humanity will succumb to fate! Right, do you think it's funny too? Humans are so much fun! People love human beings the most! ”

Jumping off the chair, Caster spread his hands and smiled intoxicatingly. In response to her mood, all the flowers in the field turned into children's arms—and they clapped as if wishing her good wishes.

Surrounded by eerie applause, Caster spun and spun in a love-like brisk mood as she danced in a room of children's arms.

"People love all the human beings in this world! All people, all parts, more than 6 billion human beings in the world, are so loved that people can't extricate themselves.

I love to see the bright and beautiful fountain that cuts the human body with a sharp weapon and the blood sprays out under the action of blood pressure!

Love to touch those soft and beautiful muscles and skin, let them slowly decay and return to the earth under the passage of time, and become high-quality waste for flowers and plants!

I love to taste those elastic and refreshing cartilage tissues, and I also love those hard and rough bones!

I love to smell the wonderful aroma that comes out when humans are grilled, far more than the wonderful fragrance of pig and beef barbecue!

Love to hear the cry of despair, the cry of hope, the loud voice that comes from that throat! ”

It was a wild laugh, a cry of sorrow, half terror, half triumph, like the kind of sound that can only come from hell, like the voice of the soul suffering for being condemned to hell and the devil who rejoices for the soul falling into hell. But they are as innocent as pure angels who don't know the world in heaven, and sweet words like love.

"And you humans must love others, right?"

Her love is extremely twisted and rotten to the point of no return. Her voice was shrouded in the snowy night, like a deep undercurrent against the current, desolate.