"Big Brother Merlin, the magician of flowers, leads the team of dark thunder ruins team dungeon, professional assistance, increase damage and regenerate health, so that you can enjoy the ultimate output and perfect defense."

"You don't need a red potion~1 bright coin for one person, 99 people start a group, there are still 7 people left, the number of places is limited on a first-come, first-served basis~"

"I'm sorry, I don't take orders for the team copy of the Immortal Qin and the Universe Heroic Spirit~~~, this can't be helped, the setting is like this."

"Okay, 7 Bright Coins accepted, huh? Master, you're awake, it's really unfortunate, I'll lead the team to come back next time, and I'll see you in the evening~~"

Over there, Merlin waved his cane at Fujimaru Ritsuka, and marched towards the dimensional gate under the arch of many players, and it was obvious that he enjoyed a high level of popularity among the player group.

"That's not right, isn't it?!" Fujimaru Rika pointed to Merlin over there and said to Matthew:

"What is this model of the old leading the way with the new? He earned more Bright Coins from his next dungeon than Mr. Sanlang went to a Immortal Qin dungeon! ”

"After all, why is he so skilled!"

Matthew explains:

"This is also a helpless thing, you have to use bright commemorative coins for food and accommodation here, and asking for information will also be treated as an NPC by players and need to be paid, and Mr. Merlin only took the initiative to contact us a few days ago."

"Is that so?" Rika Fujimaru always feels like someone is enjoying it.

That's right

Merlin's look is definitely an expression of having fun.

"What about Master Sanzang and Mustard Hinako's seniors?" Rika Fujimaru asked, "Aren't they also together?" ”

"That." Matthew hesitated for a few seconds and said, "They're now."

"The mind moves with the heart, with the flow of nature's breath"

"The impermanence of all actions is the law of birth and death; Life and death have been extinguished, and silence is joy. ”

"Amitabha."

"That's what it means."

Sanzang looked at the golden lotus blooming in his hand, folded his hands, and slowly sent it to the thin cross-kneeled old monk in front of him in the way of recitation, and turned to leave.

"Thank you, Mr. Kaye."

"I've taken care of you during this time, but the mission is here, and it's time for me to leave."

The withered monk opened his cloudy eyes, looked at the pure lotus of mind qi tiredly, and tapped his fingers on its petals.

In an instant, the lotus of thought qi turned into ashes and dissipated.

But the corners of the monk's mouth hooked up a shallow smile:

"There is nothing, why stir up dust."

"I am the mayfly, and the mayfly is me."

"Zen master, why aren't you my teacher, Amitabha."

The old monk's hands were in the shape of flowers, and his body began to become ethereal and illusory, but his eyes gradually lit up.

When Sanzang pushed open the gate, the old monk's body turned into a point of light, blending into the sunlight and dissipating into heaven and earth.

"What's that?" A cold sweat broke out in Ritsuka Fujimaru, she had just felt an extreme silence in the old man.

"The phantom of the past, his soul comes from greatness, but the will belongs to himself, and just now, his obsession has been liberated." Sanzang looked up at the sky, picked up the bag that had been placed on the side, turned to Fujimaru Rika, and said with a smile:

"There must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, and the boat will naturally go straight to the bridge."

"Enjoy the world, my disciple, Fujimaru."

Fujimaru Rika was stunned: "Master Sanzang, won't you leave with us?" ”

The other party had already swept past her and Matthew towards the trees where the maple leaves had fallen.

"The poor monk wants to see the world for the Buddha, which is good, maybe it is not as bad as we think."

"Let's investigate the truth," Wasabi Hinako's eyes dodged: "Ah, speaking of which, there is a mission to come." ”

"Yu Ji, I made a book with all of you today, and I earned a lot of bright coins." With a smile on his face, the heroic man pushed open the door with one hand and a bag full of ingredients in the other, and he was stunned when he saw Fujimaru Rika and Mathew:

"Great, Master, I'm relieved to see that you're okay."

The smile on the man's face is sunny, not only handsome, but also temperament and smile give people a feeling of a trustworthy big brother next door, but there is a kind of majesty in the eyebrows.

"Heavy Hitomi. Could it be that it's Xiang Yu?! Fujimaru Rika saw the man's pupils and immediately recognized this berserker with a huge difference in appearance and Chaldea.

"Haha, surprised, right?" Xiang Yu nodded and smiled:

"The strange skills of this place are beyond my imagination, fortunately, knowledge here can be exchanged for wealth, Yu Ji and I have sorted out the knowledge and spells we have and sold a large amount of light commemorative coins, through this wealth we have done a lot of things, and also bought some very powerful treasures."

"I recently joined the Conqueror's Guild, and I learned a lot of new powers and techniques, and players will bring me with them when they go to the next dungeon."

"Sorry, I said something inconsequential, I was leaving, right? Let me tidy it up a bit. ”

Fujimaru Rika saw Xiang Yu put the ingredients he was holding on the tablecloth, walked into the room and closed the door.

This two-storey Huafeng small building is not too big, but the objects in the home are readily available, modern electrical appliances are also available, and there are many different styles but not contrary to the harmony, and if you look closely, there are photos of the two in various positions in the house.

The voice of the host of the show came from the TV: [Today's Monk Daily invited the spirit chef Beixue Xianji to teach you the three dishes that must be used for Taoist couples. 】

Bang Bang –

Mustard Hinako turned off the TV, looked around a little lonely, and finally picked up a group photo and wiped it.

The guilt turned into a sharp blade that pierced Fujimaru Ritsuka's heart, and when Wasabi Hinako was still remembering life and Xiang Yu was still packing up her things, she pulled Matthew out of the hut on the grounds that she forgot to take her things.

“.”

"Senpai.."

"Forget it, it's this kind of crisis anyway, and the entire pan-human history plus it may not be the best thing, it's better . Let them live happily here. ”

"Hmm"

"Matthew, we can only do what we think is right."

Rika Fujimaru smiled and said:

"Let's go, let's go find Mr. Sanlang."

Elwyn Line

"See? That drunken decadent blacksmith over there. Pointing at a white-haired man with a hammer in his hand, he said, "In the hidden setting that players dug up, he used to be one of the Four Sword Saints, but now he has amnesia. ”

"Isn't that Mr. Emiya?" Fujimaru Rika asked the wild knife Sanlang with the snowman hood, "What are those people doing?" ”

Around the blacksmith there were many monks taking pictures with their phones, but there were also many more throwing strange pieces into the furnace.

"Those who have previously completed the legendary quest 'I've Heard Love Has Come' can throw the Great Chalice fragments collected from the various dimensional Holy Grail dungeons into the furnace." Madsword Sanlang glanced at this strange NPC that seemed to be played by official personnel and said:

"It is said that when Emiya, the blacksmith, forges the sword in the furnace, the being named Emiya will remember the memories he once lost, and the important person he has forgotten."

"At the moment, there is no reward for throwing in the Holy Grail Fragments, but you know, these love and love are relatively easy to capture the empty hearts of these young people, so many people spontaneously began to collect the Holy Grail Fragments, and someone even got a large Holy Grail to put in it two days ago."

"Many people speculate that after certain conditions are met, it is not certain that there will be any hidden rewards, after all, the background of this time has something to do with the Holy Grail."

"Of course, it's the same even if there are no rewards, because this pair of CPs is very popular, you look over there."

The three waves of the mad sword pointed at a group of 'troops' wearing golden battle armor, those people walked extremely lightly, leaving a faint silhouette with each step, and the blood and killing intent made Fujimaru Ritsuka seem to see a flood beast.

Each of them carried a different weapon on their backs, a short sword, a long sword, a greatsword, a curved sword, and a blunt weapon.

"A group of iron-headed sword cultivators are still stuck in the setting in the last movie, shouting every day that the people of the Sword Sect are going to use their bodies as swords."

"What's the name of the modern popular word, yes, Form 2."

"And that one, seeing the one who is the leader, it's the one, the one called Tian Tian, the dead sister has already regarded the Wei Palace as an idol, and he is the most energetic in collecting the Holy Grail fragments."

"Strange. Fujimaru girl, are they all looking at us? ”

Fujimaru Rika moved two steps to the side and stood behind Mathiu, "Mr. Sanlang, they're watching you. ”

“.” Crazy Knife Sanlang touched his snowman's head and wondered, "Didn't I open the soundproof barrier?" ”

"No, Mr. Sanlang." The one who answered him was the Lord of Tian Tian Island:

"My brother was misunderstood as a sister control, this kind of thing is still very troublesome for Tian Tian. By the way, why do you think I'm a sister control? ”

Crazy Knife Sanlang subconsciously replied: "That, I peeked at your computer hard last time I did post-editing"

On that day, Fujimaru Rika saw a sword cultivator who sacrificed his body, burning out the essence, qi, and spirit into the sword of opening the sky in the dazzling sword light.

Three waves of wild knives

He's dead.

In the evening, the twilight slopes in Fuyuki City, and the afterglow shines at the entrance of the campus.

Emiya Shirou pushed his bicycle out of the school, and he subconsciously looked back to see several elementary school students walking down the street in elementary school clothes.

This time in the past should.

There should be a person who wants to ride their own bike.

A delicate figure with long snow-white hair suddenly flashed in his mind, that person

"Excuse me." Emiya Shirou greeted the group of girls, and under normal circumstances, he would never have accosted a strange elementary school student, unless the other party encountered some difficulties:

"Do you know a girl named Elijah? I remember. She seems to be a classmate of you. ”

"I'm sorry. I don't know. The group of girls shook their heads in unison, and then quickened their pace and walked past Emiya Shirou.

"Wow, that person is so dangerous, he actually asked an elementary school student for information about another elementary school student!"

"You're overreacting, that big brother looks like a good guy."

"Ryuko, you're too naïve, this is the rumored one... That lolicon! ”

"That classmate named Illya is really pitiful, let's tell Mr. Taiga about this and let her pay attention to it."

I was treated as a strange person

Emiya Shirou lowered his head helplessly, something was wrong with him these days.

He sometimes thinks of an illusory, non-existent white-haired girl and sees some hallucinatory images.

As the sun darkened, Emiya Shirou turned over and got on his bicycle in a bit of a distraction, deliberately changing to a slightly farther road to avoid being on the same road as the group of girls.

"Illya"

The evening breeze hit him in the face, but the slightest coolness could not make him sober.

Now he thought of this girl in his mind again, but after a while he would forget that Serra had wondered if he was under too much pressure from his studies.

"Obviously she should exist."

He thought of various ways to have the impression of the other party, which confirmed 'Illyasfil. Feng. Einzberen's existence, but the present world has poured a basin of cold water on Emiya Shirou.

The room that used to be a girl's bedroom has become a dusty storage room, and the toothbrush cups on the sink in the bathroom have changed from four to three.

"There was a child who died young, and at that time we did want to name that child Illya."

In the following period, Emiya Shirou suspected that he had schizophrenia, and every once in a while, there would be memories of the girl named 'Illya', and it wouldn't last long for him to forget about it, leaving only the worried eyes of the people around him.

In order not to worry his family, he lied that he would no longer see hallucinations.

Is that a ghost?

'Not true. Emiya Shirou was riding his bicycle through the frezied park, and he looked at the bench on the other side, and suddenly felt a sharp pain in his head.

Bang dang!

He didn't even have time to hold down the brakes, his eyes went black, the body lost its balance, and he fell out of inertia.

Pain!

It's like a sharp needle sticking into the skull, and something is going on inside the skull.

He lay on the ground, covered in a cold sweat, and there was an inexplicable force that erased the memories in his mind, but new memories kept appearing out of thin air in his brain

Shred, print, shred, print.

Cycle.

"Ahh

The world seems to be divided in two, winter and summer, forming a junction from his perspective.

In the scorching summer sun, when he was a teenager, he and more immature girls sat in the shade, holding popsicles in their hands.

On a cold winter day, a snow-haired girl in a silvery white and purple tweed dress sat on a bench with herself, holding a piece of taiyaki in her hand

What are these memories?

[Get her back]

The voice that appears in my head is incomparably familiar, but .

"What am I going to do?!"

【Sword】

"Sword?!"

【This is】

He remembered where he had heard this sudden voice in his head.

It was his own voice.

A glimmer of magic briefly appeared, and after a moment, he whispered:

"This body is made by the sword."

The magic circuit precipitated in the body was instantly opened up by the power that appeared in the void, and the shadow of the girl reflected in the brown eyes turned into an illusory long sword as pure as ice.

"I remembered that I did have a sister. She's real. Elijah."

He stretched out his hand, as if trying to grasp the shadow, but he couldn't tell it.

Which is her.

(End of chapter)