Intruders of the Moon World

Even, in order to appear pitiful to gain sympathy... Occasionally, he was deliberately hit a few times.Based on my physique, I will be able to recover soon. I have relieved their pressure, maintained the balance, and have not caused irreversible results—everything is under control. "

"Just now, Wei Gong-kun, you said 'sacrifice'? This is not accurate, I don't have such a strong dedication. I just made the best choice based on my actual situation!"

Ye Qing looked confident.

Shirou hesitated to speak, but finally couldn't help but say it: "But the truth seems to be not as easy as you said!"

Ye Qing twitched cheekily: "No matter how perfect the plan is, there will always be accidents... It doesn't matter, just get over it."

"...It's really hard work for you."

Shirou was trying to comfort him, but Ye Qing suddenly turned his head when he heard this, and retorted unceremoniously.

"Mr. Wei Gong, I am not suffering, but 'bearing'."

Ye Qing became serious: "I didn't have enough self-awareness in the process of interacting with them. There are obviously many solutions, but I chose the most ambiguous one out of my own randomness and desire. This is my own. Mistake."

"Take them into a world that is completely strange, but fail to assure them that you belong to them alone."

"In this way, even if you suffer a little bit, there is nothing to complain about. Regardless of the cause and effect of the matter, men should take more responsibility-this has nothing to do with sexism, it is just a normal ethical view."

"Emiya-kun..."

It may be the first time in Ye Qing's life that he talked to a man so seriously.

"I'm not being a gentle 'good guy', nor am I being selfless, I'm just standing upright to face my responsibilities and obligations!"

"Perhaps I can live a better life by being as slick as the hero in the harem anime, but I'm sorry I can't do it. I'm a clumsy person, and I can only solve problems in this way!"

"And... who do you think I am?!"

Ye Qing lowered his voice: "I have spent seventeen years in the deepest despair but have not given up yet, now this level of suffering wants to crush me?

——Don't look down on people!

Even if the situation is ten times worse, I will hold on and show you!

What tenacity is not tenacity, as long as my will will not admit defeat, I will not fail! "

Although Ye Qing's performance was pitiful, even funny, but in essence he was a guy who survived countless darkness and negative energy.

To think that he is weak and vulnerable... is to underestimate him!

Shirou was silent for a long time, then let out a breath: "Well, Ye Qing, please work hard."

Ye Qing smiled and patted him on the shoulder: "Let us both work together, Wei Gong-jun!"

Shirou took his hand away with a smile on his face, and patted himself on the shoulder, as if he disliked the dust there.

His smile remained unchanged but his tone was subtle: "You can work hard alone, we are different..."

No, Emiya-kun, we are all the same.

Ye Qing smiled mysteriously at him: sooner or later you will walk on the same path as me.

Knowing that Ye Qing would not commit suicide, Shirou left, leaving Ye Qing alone on the rooftop.

Ye Qing sorted out his mood, and turned his attention to the playground downstairs: "There is still a good show to watch today."

PS: Alas, originally I wanted to gradually present Ye Qing's emotional state as the plot progresses and the emotional progress of the heroines, so that it will be more natural, reasonable, and fuller.

But the response of the first few chapters was really bad, which made me very uneasy (probably because my tolerance is too low), so I can only pour it out like this... It may be a bit blunt, sorry, please understand Bar.

Sure enough, I am still more suitable for writing battles and strategies, not for daily life...

Although there are three updates today, there will be no shortage of updates tomorrow, so rest assured.

Having said that, I uploaded three chapters with a total of [-] words today... are you exhausted? (;′Д｀?)

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Shen Er waited for a long time in the dojo, seeing that Shirou didn't return, he came out impatiently to find someone.

"It's so troublesome, Emiya, will he get lost even in school?"

Having said that, he still looked for it very seriously. He didn't see anyone at the water receiving place, and both his actions and his expression became a little more dignified.

At this moment, there was a strange sound of steel colliding in the distance, and Shen Er walked over looking for the sound.

Then at the edge of the playground, through the barbed wire, he saw a surreal fierce battle!

"This, this is?!" Shen Er opened his eyes wide in disbelief.

In the wide playground, there are two red figures fighting for life and death!

On one side is a white-haired swordsman holding a one-handed sword, each move is relaxed, and the blade is as bright as a clear stream.Although it is obviously inferior to the opponent in terms of strength and momentum, but relying on a solid defense like a rock, it can be evenly divided with the enemy.

His opponent had a different style. His marksmanship was wild and unrestrained. He attacked like a prairie fire. He almost gave up his defense and put all his strength into attacking. .

But he is by no means a reckless man, and he does not take his own safety into account when attacking with all his strength. When encountering a crisis, he often shows extraordinary agility, always one step ahead of others to avoid fatal blows.

What's even more frightening is that he will take advantage of the situation to counterattack, without even considering the issue of regrouping!

That heroic posture is worthy of being a hero who vividly embodies the word "spearman"!

Amidst the sounds of swords and halberds and the dancing iron sparks, the red spear tip hit the black sword in the middle!

This is already the fourth time that the red-haired spearman has hit the same point. Aiming at this point accurately amidst the dazzling light of the knife, even eliminating the interference of the enemy, he was able to hit it many times-this is only the skill of the gods. A miracle that only soldiers can do!

Click, click!

The black knife snapped at the sound, it was not a high-level weapon at all, but it was destroyed into several pieces at this moment, and the white-haired swordsman was unarmed.

"It's too careless, you are a bow maker!"

The spearman shouted loudly, and the red spear like a poisonous dragon shot out through the wind, and it would penetrate the enemy's chest in the next moment!

Although he lost his weapon, the swordsman did not panic, his lips moved slightly, he uttered a mantra that no one heard, and his hands surged with magic power.While the light was shining, two magic weapons appeared in his hand, one black and one white.

"Well!"

Turning his body at an inconceivable angle, the gunman managed to dodge the sudden attack of the two knives, but his offensive was naturally disintegrated.

"Is this a Noble Phantasm that will automatically restore? No, this feels...more like a prop made by a certain method."

The spearman snapped his spear and asked with a smile, "You guys, aren't you an archer, but a dwarf (craftsman)?"

"Sa, who knows, you'd better try it yourself." The white-haired swordsman said lightly, with a hint of provocation.

He was wearing a red jacket with a black vest underneath.There is neither armor nor shield, and it looks like defenseless equipment, but because it is a concept armed with holy relic cloth, the defense can be guaranteed.

Compared with him, his opponent, the spearmen, had much more complete equipment.

Leaving aside the weapons, the body is wearing a strange armor mixed with steel and beast fur, and there is also a weird mask on the head with only eyes exposed.

"Try it yourself... What a pity." The gunman spread his hands, "I can't release the treasure while wearing this ghost mask. Without the treasure, even I don't think I can push you to a corner. .”

This is a magic prop worn to hide the real name. The maker is Morgan, who has made similar treasures, so the quality is there.

Not to mention hiding the real name, even acquaintances who met before they were alive will not be able to recognize them due to information interference.

But the disadvantage is also obvious: you have to take it off to use the treasure.

"And even if you can use the Noble Phantasm...can you really know your identity?"

The gunman meant something: "I learned a skill similar to identification from my master. No matter what it is, I can probably tell the real from the fake by just looking at it. But I can't see through you... Not an archer, not a swordsman, not even a magus...what did you do to become a Heroic Spirit?"

"Hmph." Archer smiled desolately, but quickly hid it, "Why, don't you fight?"

"To be honest, I really want to decide the outcome with you. After all, a good opponent is as rare as a good woman, but... now I have to deal with the peeping mouse a little bit."

The gunman shot to the side like a knife: "Sneaky people, get out and die!"

Yes, are you talking about me? !

Hearing the gunman's yell, Shen's legs gave way and he fell backwards to the ground, bewildered and at a loss as to what to do.

Should I run away, or call for help?Emiya...Where is Emiya?

Just when he instinctively thought of the red-haired boy and thought that he was the only one who would come to save him, the gunman accelerated and rushed to the other side of the playground in an instant.

One pick and one stab with the spear!

A shocking cry came over: "Ah!!"

A teenager escaped the fatal wound, but was still stabbed in the shoulder. Although he was embarrassed, he quickly escaped from the spearman.

Unexpectedly, he missed his blow, the spearman was taken aback, and then laughed: "That's what makes it interesting."

He didn't activate the haste, but chased after him calmly.

Shen Er swallowed a mouthful of saliva: "Um~ it's not me... Is that voice, Emiya?"

After being stunned for a moment, he suddenly jumped up: "No, he is in danger!"

He tried to chase after him, but his feet seemed to be rooted, motionless.

"What's wrong!? Move me, damn it, damn it! That's Emiya, my only... damn it!"

He beat his thigh desperately, but there was no reaction at all, and his body was still disobedient.

"What's the matter is... ha, ha... I'm... trembling? Are you scared... me?"

Recognizing that you are human -- that's a great thing.

A mortal's ability has a limit, and meddling in the pursuit of such an existence is not something a mortal like Matou Shinji can do.

"I know...I know!" He clenched his fist unwillingly, "But, but I—"

Tears of regret flowed down.

"Uncle... what should I do?"

Escaping here is the best policy.

As long as he leaves here, the sun will rise tomorrow. He is also a smart and handsome son of a rich family, the youngest capitalist in Fuyuki.It can be said that the winner in life surpasses many people at the beginning, and it is only natural that he will live a good life and enjoy his fulfilling life in the future.

only......

It's just that starting tomorrow, a certain annoying guy will never appear in front of his eyes again...

"Bastard!"

Legs, took half a step outward.