What Can I Do if I Travel to Fgo? I'm Desperate Too

Maybe he didn't detect the problem at the first time because of the madness, but now that he has enough magic power to suppress the madness, he finds that he seems to have no way to save that stupid village girl.

In the final analysis, as a phantom, he was fabricated by the Demon God Pillar, so he could only appear in the world as a Berserker and forcefully squeezed into the Hall of Valor.Under such circumstances, it would be strange to forcefully change the job agency!

If he could reappear as a Caster, he might be able to fabricate a blank spiritual base to allow that idiot village girl to ascend to the Heroic Throne, but with the reincarnation of Berserker, all his other abilities have been sealed away except for fighting.If it wasn't for the person who summoned him, he felt like a hot potato and didn't want to be with him, maybe he couldn't recover his sanity until now.

"But... that guy doesn't look like someone who is going crazy because of his own selfish desires. Tsk, damn it, if there is a restraining back-up..." Long Aotian was not sure about calling My own idea of ​​that Demon God Pillar, but at least that one still wants to help that idiot village girl, which is in line with my own interests.

A blackened heroic spirit fabricated from the body of a saint...

To be honest, although the marshal has fallen into an incurable madness, even if he regains his sanity, he will not spare the other party's life, but the other party's desire to save and protect is still understandable by Long Aotian thing.What's more, the other party didn't abandon and destroy the things they created when they found out that the things they created were not original.On the contrary, I cherish it very much, and even let it spread the anxiety and fear in my heart at will...

To be honest, Long Aotian knew that if the idiot village girl created by the marshal was not the cute idiot silver-haired girl, but some hideous monster.Whether it's me, that Demon God Pillar, or even those dolls shouting who is my wife, they will choose to destroy each other humanely instead of saving them.

"But have all those berserk spirits left the stage?" It felt wrong when I felt Assassin and Lacher's exit before, but now there is still the feeling of Rider and Sbaer's exit...not that Acher also exited.Although it is said that he failed to make friends with those heroic women, Long Aotian's attention is not enough to focus on them.

After all, as a combination of eidolon and something, he felt like he was about to develop gynophobia in his own story.

But now that the idiot village girl's subordinates have been dealt with, only the weird Marshal and the dragon Favna are left on the other side.Although it was very possible to summon a few more servants, he could feel that the western lizard and the Japanese snake were near Orleans, and it would probably cause a little trouble.

"From a rational point of view, I should leave the Demon God Pillar. But from an emotional point of view, I can't let go of that idiot village girl." Sighing helplessly, compared to the snakes and lizards that beat him up when they met, The idiot village girl who showed a girlish expression when they met for the first time, was closer to my favorite.

Of course, it's definitely not because there are too many sick and crazy people around him, it's really just because he likes it.That kind of love at first sight from the bottom of my heart is a very rare emotion.

But is it the curse of Long Aotian, or does this singularity strengthen his original "desire"?

"Huh~ Anyway, there's no need to care about it. Chaldea~ Let me meet you first."

Holding those hands with golden scales tightly, strange blue veins spread all over that delicate face, the teeth became sharp and fish-like scales appeared on the skin.

This is a manifestation of excessive magic power, even if absorbing the magic power of this singularity allows Long Aotian to suppress the influence of madness, but at the same time it also makes the legend of [innocent monster] and his own dragon specialized.Now if he runs away slightly, he may turn into another dragon!

But he was suppressing the desire to destroy in his heart. That kind of unreasonable desire had never belonged to his essence. Rather than turning into a dragon to further destroy this singularity, he hoped that that stupid village girl would have a good ending.

Therefore, Long Aotian made a plan.

Even if this plan is fundamentally wrong with his camp, it is even said that this plan may not get the ending he expected.

but!If you don't try, how can it be him?

"Abnormal demon god, although you probably didn't think that I was summoned, I still have to say something. Your plan to manipulate Gu is impossible from the beginning! To save the world or to destroy the world, Alone has a plan!"

Long Aotian's distorted face showed a mad smile, and now he has a brand new plan!

Immediately~

Like a rocket equipped with an injector, Long Aotian has turned into a fiery comet and soared into the sky!

[If it is my concept that desires and longings will eventually become reality!Solitary... Definitely not losing a bet! 】

Seeing that most of the forest was destroyed because of the demonization of the crazy Greek huntress, Long Aotian, who clenched his fists, also rammed into his own target.

"Master of Chaldea——!!!"

83. "Alchemist Emiya Shiro"

Thy beauty, Barbatos, is to me like the galleys of old Nicaea, that floated leisurely on the fragrant sea, and carried the weary and swim-weary prodigal to the harbor of his native country.

Accustomed to wandering on dangerous seas, your soft hyacinth hair, classical face, and the grace of your goddess have called me back to my hometown, to the glory of the temple of time yesterday, and the grand occasion of the burning of human rights in the past.

Look!In the middle of the bright window niche, I see you standing like a god, with the onyx lamp in your hand, oh!Master of Chaldea, the place you came from—is that distant holy land!

【To - Fujimaru Tachika】

......

[Berserker is out of control, half of me. 】

"Well, it's a matter of course. It doesn't matter to me now~"

[Is this really all right?If it is not handled well...]

"It just disappeared for a while." With a sassy smile on the corner of his mouth, the young man standing in the basement of Orleans City at this moment has changed a lot compared to the past.

The set of snow-white robes on his body were engraved with many strange patterns, not to mention people who don't understand, even the young man himself didn't know what effect it would have.After all, Barbatos is not a magician who specializes in magic, and the boy himself is not a magician.

"So now, everyone in Chaldea should be attacking at an accelerated pace, right? Especially after Long Aotian joined..."

Come to think of it, how would that arrogant guy join?There must have been a fight, after all, there were heroes like Siegfried in that group of people.As a concrete individual with desire who doesn't like to be controlled by others, Long Aotian must prefer the dragon slayer who keeps kneeling.

【That evil and false saint is ready for the final battle.Half body, time is running out. 】

not much left...

It is true that there is not much time left, this singularity is rapidly collapsing, and he also found something else, watching here.

"It's really troublesome. Just burning such human logic will encounter a lot of troublesome things. Scalpel~"

[It is precisely because there will be troubles that our king will choose human incineration. 】

"Yes~ let's stop the indifferent words for now." The boy didn't listen to Barbatos continue, he just projected a sharp scalpel in his hand, aiming at the table that is constantly twisting his body, hoping A pale human form breaking free from its restraints.

The blade made of magic power easily sliced ​​through the latex-like skin of the human figure, and then what flowed out from the gap made the boy tremble involuntarily.

That is not the blood of a normal person, nor is it a liquid similar to concentrated magic power, but.... pitch-black mud!

"Damn, you tell me that this group of people is changed by Lafum, I believe it!"

This TMD has just left a hole in its body, the mud inside is like spring water gushing out of a spring, it doesn't match the volume shown by the human figure's appearance, and there is a lot of black mud inside that doesn't conserve mass at all.

Jumping back hastily, the young man looked at the figures on the table with a disgusted expression. He thought that this group of malicious things from the players were just magic blocks, but when he dissected them, what flowed inside turned out to be black. mud?What does this mean, do the complaining players have no conscience?

How could you do this, even I have a very good conscience, I just let the big hero blew himself up every day, after brushing Barbatos a few times on the Japanese server and [-] times on the national server, he just vomited what.

[My half body, why do I feel your malice. 】

"No, it's nothing, it's just that this stuff pollutes my spirit a bit." With a slight wave of his hand, the boy also sighed.Then, following the red pupils protruding from the skin on his right hand, he looked towards the room, and several purple flame pillars swept away the black mud in the room.

In the final analysis, whether it is the evil of human beings has not yet been determined, and it is excusable to be washed away so simply.

"It seems that there are quite a lot of secrets about the human form. Whether they are related to the god Tiamat, or whether they are connected to the Holy Grail, these are undetermined variables. If they cannot be resolved, it is very May spoil future plans..."

The boy touched his chin, and then slowly walked to the side of the human figure that had turned into a shriveled skin.The entire table and even the surrounding walls have been dissolved by the erosion of the black mud, and now although the mud has been burned by Barbatos, the skin is still intact except for the cracks he dug. .

"Is it because of the magic power of the Demon God Pillar? Or... because I am also half of the same kind?" Playing with the scalpel in his hand, the young man also looked at the humanoid skin in front of him, and cut his head and body straight away.

"Barbatos, can you feel something on this skin?"

【No, I can't feel anything.Not to mention feeling something, if this skin hadn’t passed through my body and your eyes, I wouldn’t be able to detect it at all...]

"Ok?"

[It's just... It's like an existence without a soul.No, that's not an accurate description, do you remember how and when this individual was captured? 】

"When... Naturally, when a group of people are attacking Orleans like robots... No, wait. They..." Knocking his forehead, the young man showed a trace of embarrassment in his eyes.It was as if he saw something disgusting, but it was more of a stomachache and distressed expression than disgust.

【My body? 】

"Barbatos, do you remember that when they were enemies... they were emotionless? They were just like correct machines, marching towards the target point in groups?" The boy's frown almost became A line, the shapeless skin of the head was kneaded into a ball by him.

【Negative, even the final ones.Give us that when we die, we will still hesitate, still despair, still be angry, still laugh, and still offer our ignorance and arrogance. 】

"Really... is it a human being who can laugh, cry, and make trouble? That means it's just a fake, right~" The boy raised his brows slightly. Although he was very dissatisfied, he could only conclude that That's the answer.

In the special existence of [Player], there are also abnormal things.

And as a national server player, the boy naturally knew what it was.

"The next job may be even more dangerous than before~"

[Negation, the great cause that our human reason burns is the ballet on the tip of the knife. 】

"Isn't this very good at talking? Hahahaha~ very good, very good!" The boy laughed loudly, and then looked at the only pale skin left on the ground, and swung down his iron fist of destruction!

"Whether it's humans or foreign objects, the real battle is about to begin now!"

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At the same time, in the distance of France, about two days away.The team that has always been strange is slowly moving forward~

The leader was a muscular man who was nearly two meters tall, wearing golden luxurious clothing, but the other party had a fair face that was very different from his body.

Of course, there are some things that cannot be ignored, for example, there is a strange emerald green scale on the other party's neck.

Chaldea judged from the spirit base, the other party was essentially an evil spirit base, and the great Nordic hero Siegfried, as well as the two oriental spirits who did not want to reveal their real names, all had obvious hostility to him.

You can't trust that person, you can't communicate with him too much, you can't show hostility to him, and you can't think about the existence of the other person in your mind.

This is what those two Heroic Spirits from the Far East said.

【Speaking of evil is evil, saying disaster is disaster.If you pursue that guy too much, the mental state of ordinary people will be affected.The other party has no real story of his own, just an empty and barren bubble dream, just a phantom that should not be able to appear.No~ I really wanted to say something strange, just forget it. 】

When the weird-faced Caster said these words, his ghost-like face even twisted into a ball, like a rag crumpled in his hands.

Want to believe what he says?Both Fujimaru Tachika and Chaldea were suspicious, but seeing that not only each other, but also Siegfried and Assassin were on guard together, they must be taken seriously.

Of course, the more important thing is probably because the other party just killed an unidentified heroic spirit.

Which one was covered with purple wild boar skin, exuding a strange black madness all over his body, and even a strange heroic spirit with a pair of huge black wings behind his back. After the other party appeared, it disappeared like a floating cloud in just a moment.

The distressed Fujimaru Tachika looked at Joan of Arc. It is said that Ruler's power can see through the real name of the enemy, but it seems that because of the dragon witch in this special point, Joan's privilege is almost nonexistent.It can only be roughly judged that the other party is in the camp of good and evil, but the good called evil and the vicious called good are not so simple things that can be distinguished.

"No, I'm sorry. I can't see it..." Feeling Fujimaru's gaze, Joan who was tied to the cross could only shake her head.If she still has the ability to see through her real name, then let alone the two Eastern Heroic Spirits who are still in the team, she can even tell the difference between the Boar Heroic Spirit who was defeated before she knew who it was.

And listening to Joan of Arc's words, the group of pale figures who were still surrounded by the cross, on their pale faces without facial features, strangely rose a little bit, looking like they were in a strange Laugh out loud.

This is a very ridiculous thing, the saint turned into a witch, whether it is fame or God's favor, they were all taken away.

"Is that right... Excuse me~"

Fujimaru Tatsuka shook her head helplessly, and decided not to look at Joan who was tied to the cross anymore.

He really wondered if Joan was really mentally ill. Even though the group of pale figures around her didn't say a word, she kept yelling that she didn't know Chigurh, that she hadn't been to Romania, and so on.

It seems that this Joan of Arc is useless~

PS1: The stones sent these days gave me one piece of Xiaoen, one piece of Anna, two pieces of Merlin, two pieces of Gorgon, and one piece of Helena.It also made my Sprite three treasures~ Sure enough, human beings are creatures that don't need krypton gold.

PS1: I only took [-] bars of Barbatos, and then transferred to the liver~

PS1: I said there will be 83, did Brother Hui ever lie to you?