The world in the moon begins with becoming Morgan’s husband!

She was indeed unguarded, but that didn't mean she was incapable of thinking.

There are people who dare to do evil things to the helicopters that come in, let alone the ones that go out?

“Then I’m not waiting to die?”

"I won't accept this kind of thing!"

"Yes, I don't accept it either."

Ian looked at Fujimaru Ritsuka in front of him.

"That's why I'm here again."

"..."

Fujimaru Ritsuka looked at the man in front of her, hesitated for a while, and then said:

"Are you here to save me?"

"save you?"

Ian smiled and shook his head.

"I'm not such a noble person, and I won't bear the responsibility of saving people."

"The only one who can save you is yourself."

"..."

Fujimaru Ritsuka's expression became a little embarrassed.

In this case, self-rescue is undoubtedly equivalent to "please fend for yourself" for her.

But Ian's next words gave her hope again.

"But I think you are a worthy partner."

"So -"

The man stretched out his hand towards Fujimaru Ritsuka.

"Cooperate with me and I will try my best to protect you."

Ian was certainly not someone who would make such a promise lightly.

But he realized that the current environment in Chaldea was not as safe as imagined.

So--

Winning over as many people as possible to form a mutually supportive network is obviously safer than going it alone.

After all, after forming this kind of relationship network, once you lose contact, someone will know it immediately.

If there is such a guarantee, the real murderer will have concerns about taking action.

But at the same time, because we don’t know who wants to do this kind of thing, it becomes a bit dangerous to coax this kind of behavior.

But if you cooperate with Fujimaru Ritsuka in front of you, you won't have such worries - she is a living victim.

"This……"

Looking at the hand reaching towards him, Fujimaru Ritsuka didn't consider the series of relationships behind it at all.

She just felt that he was a great person at this moment.

"I understand!"

Fujimaru Ritsuka held Ian's hand.

"Please let me cooperate with you!"

"But then again-"

The red-haired girl's voice was a little softer.

"I don't know anything now... I don't even understand why those people on the helicopter fainted."

"That's magic."

Ian explained.

"Only magic can do such a thing."

"Magic?" Fujimaru Ritsuka blinked, "What is that?"

"..."

Ian sighed.

He felt more and more that the Fujimaru Ritsuka in front of him was not the least bit hearty.

She was simply deceived into Chaldea by the word "high hourly salary" without any circumstances, right?

but--

This is not a big deal.

Will not go to school.

Wasn’t it considered that I had just started with zero basic knowledge?

Those who can be selected by Chaldea must be more or less talented.

I am like this;

So it was with Ophelia;

Ian knew that he had reason to believe that the same was true for Fujimaru Ritsuka in front of him.

He was going to explain it to her.

"Magic, to put it simply, is a technique whose principles are known to many people."

"For example—"

Ian looked at the gauze on Fujimaru Ritsuka's forehead and used his "memory projection".

It's a magic trick he's good at.

Able to use magic to recreate things in memory.

of course.

This kind of reproduction will not be exactly the same as the original, but a product based on the "cognition of that moment".

And as the number of uses goes by, the effect will become worse and worse.

In an instant, a roll of gauze appeared in Ian's hand out of thin air.

Fujimaru Ritsuka, who had just arrived, had never seen such a thing before.

She looked at the thing in the man's hand with surprise in her eyes.

"how did you do that?"

"Magic." Ian explained patiently.

"Human beings know the principle of making gauze, and magic is a means of reproducing this principle."

"You can think of it as a tool that has the same purpose as modern technology."

"..."

Fujimaru Ritsuka nodded as if understanding.

"Then can I do something like this?"

"..."

Ian recalled what Ophelia said to him.

Soon, he recalled a key concept - "magic circuit".

"uncertain."

"Gotta check your magic circuit."

"This?!"

As soon as he heard that there might be a drama, Fujimaru Ritsuka suddenly became energetic.

"How can it be easy?"

"It's simple, but it's also embarrassing."

Ian looked at Fujimaru Ritsuka in front of him and said as calmly as possible.

"Take off your clothes and let me check your magic circuit for you."

"you……"

Fujimaru Ritsuka was about to say that the Ian in front of him was playing hooligan, but he found that the other person's eyes were extremely serious.

She asked tentatively: "Are you serious?"

"Yeah." Ian nodded.

"Have I been kidding you in any of my words so far?"

"but--"

The man noticed the girl's red cheeks.

"I also know that this kind of thing does not sound acceptable."

"If you don't want to, just pretend I didn't say it."

"..."

The initiative suddenly returned to Fujimaru Ritsuka's hands.

She looked at the man in front of her and hesitated for a while before speaking again:

"Is there no other way?"

"Maybe, maybe not," Ian replied.

"Forget it, if you care so much, it's better not to check, so as not to look like I have ulterior motives."

After saying this, the man was about to turn around and leave.

But at this moment, Fujimaru Ritsuka called him to stop.

"Wait a minute!"

"How long will this process take?"

"About ten minutes." Ian answered according to his memory.

"Ten minutes..."

Fujimaru Ritsuka nodded thoughtfully, and then seemed to have made some important decision.

"I understand."

"Please...check me out."

"Row."

Ian sat neatly beside Fujimaru Ritsuka's bed.

To be fair, he really didn't have any thoughts in that regard - everything was just confirming the magic circuit.

pat pat pat.

Fujimaru Ritsuka rolled up his sleeves and exposed his arms.

This is the beginning of examining the magic circuit and the starting point for a candid conversation.

This scene looks like a doctor giving an injection to a child.

Ian understood that Fujimaru Ritsuka was still willing to accept this kind of mutual help.

Under the man's gaze, Fujimaru Ritsuka put his hands behind his back and fiddled with his hair a little.

She continued to lift up her sleeve, exposing her entire arm.

And then.