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

Um?Wait, did he just lose his mind for nearly an hour?This is almost unimaginable for myself, whose body has long been inherently enchanted.

"Your Excellency Emiya, please pay attention to your body. It is best to go to rest first. I will watch the night from now on..."

"No, leave the observation of the city to me! But I'm ashamed to say, where is Batman?"

Rejecting Alfred's application for a shift change, Emiya, who didn't know what happened during his absence, also looked at the computer in front of him and carefully searched for Batman's trace.

Of course, it is not difficult to find. In order to rescue Batman in time, there is a tracker on the opponent.So looking at the tracking map in front of him, Alfred can see where Batman is at a glance.

Despite the fact that he had just spoken to Batman.

"Then Emiya-dono, I wish you good luck~"

"Thank you for your blessings."

Looking at Emiya who was still busy in front of the computer, Alfred also turned and left the Batcave.

But Emiya didn't notice that the opponent's suit seemed to be wider than before.

And Alfred, who left the Batcave, also revealed the truth under his clothes!It was a recorder with body armor and two large bombs attached to his waist.

Picking up the recorder on his clothes, Alfred also turned off the recording.Then hit the play button...

——Your Excellency Emiya, are you feeling alright?

--what...?

——Your Excellency Emiya, what is your real name?Age, goals, perception of Batman.

——My name is... Shirou Suyue. At the age of 27, you must become a partner of justice.Batman's reluctance to kill is silly, but commendable.

That's right~ what Alfred holds is a recording.A copy of the answer that was obtained after giving Weigong a dose of veritaserum and hallucinogens, I don't care about the length of the specific content, and Alfred has no intention of listening to the entire recording.

However, his young master asked all the questions he wanted to ask, and he could basically draw his own psychological map for this Japanese friend just by passing this questionnaire.

Although a bit sorry for the other party, this is exactly how Batman survives.

Trust no one, trust no one.

Doubt, vigilance, suspicion...

"Master, I've got what you want."

Using the hidden microphone next to his ear, Alfred also got in touch with Batman who was running around.

But there was no response to him, only the wind of Xixi.

Alfred didn't care about this, because he knew how busy Batman was.Unless his young master contacted him personally, or asked him to find some information and make an emergency contact, he would basically not bother Batman who guarded Gotham at night.

It was his choice after all...

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At the same time, in the corner of the city, Batman is tracking the movement of the Joker Gang.

Just now he had gone back to Arkham Asylum once.

All that was left there were empty cells and jokes written in red spray paint in Fia's room.

The scene that was exactly the same as when Jason was caught made Batman's nerves tense.

But when Batman found traces of the Clown Gang, he showed an angry and embarrassed face.

"The Clown Gang was attacked..." A cold and angry voice came from his mouth.

Looking at the crooked members of the Clown Gang in front of them, although many of them were still awake, they couldn't even fight back.

They watched the passing figure of Batman, neither wild jokes nor tremors of fear unfolded.

just laying there...

He remained motionless, as if his consciousness had already flown beyond the sky.

"But what about Fia?"

Seeing that there was no one around who could answer his words, Batman also grabbed a young man beside him, and then looked at the other's bewildered eyes, and punched him hard in the abdomen!

"Where is she!" He clasped the other's shoulders tightly with both hands, shaking the person in his hands for a moment.Batman stared into the opponent's eyes, as if a wild beast had just escaped from a cage.

"Eh?"

"Say it! Or I'll break every bone in your body!"

[Those Brain Holes That Can’t Write] Twenty Years in Gotham ([-])

Human beings will pursue being powerful, but at the same time fear being powerful.

Three years ago, human beings understood a powerful existence called aliens.

Human beings are not alone in the universe, and they are not even considered rare species.

Human beings pursue gods, but once the gods walk in the world, they are afraid of it.

How wonderful has the world become in three years?

The English letter S has become a symbol of hope, and the red and blue shadows have changed from Pepsi to SOS.

Earthquakes, floods, fires, thunderstorms, tornadoes...

Whether it is a natural disaster or a man-made disaster, human beings have become accustomed to the help of a god before the rescue team arrives.

Just draw the S symbol on the ground, and then call out the name of the great god of the other party, and that god will come to you immediately.

[The name of that god is Superman. 】

A girl's voice came from next to my ear, but it was just an auditory hallucination.

The man glanced at the suitcase beside him. The owner of the voice was still locked inside, but the voice came out of his head.

【Humans long for that kind of power, but they are unwilling to deny their emotions as human beings. 】

"So they started working on making monsters. What a boring idea..."

The man squinted his eyes halfway, not shying away from ridiculing the stupidity of human beings.Even though his body is still a human being, even though his consciousness is still placed on a human being, he doesn't regard himself as a human being at all.

Men are also part of the experimental product, whether it is the final product or a perfect product is another matter.

And in fact, this body can't be described as a man, after all, it's just a minor's body.Just in terms of description, the current 'he' should be called a man.

[However, there will always be people who want to be Icarus, using their fragile wings to touch the scorching sun. 】

"So, do you want me to be the testing sun?"

[Of course~ I got you out of that laboratory, so naturally I need to charge some price. 】

"Boring. You just need to make me feel interesting. Success or failure is something worth observing."

Pressing the suitcase at hand, the man also looked at the other end of the street.

A figure wearing a thick armor of different colors was standing at the intersection.The helmet on the opposite side was only open on the left side, and right there a single, lonely eye was staring at the man.

The other party was still standing there speechless, but he was holding another black suitcase and looked at the box next to the man that contained Fia Wayne.

—You are here to fulfill Copperpot's deal.

The figure in armor, if he guessed correctly, should be the top mercenary in the world—Death Knell.

It is said that as long as you have money, you can hire the other party to do the work, even if the job is no different from sending you to death, the other party will still use the money to do it.I don't know whether it's better to call him stubborn or work hard.

"One for one."

The man grabbed the box at hand and looked at both sides of the narrow alley.

He wasn't sure if the most powerful mercenary would do the trick, and he wasn't sure if the penguin would follow through with the agreed deal.After all, he didn't have any valuables on him, and the content of the transaction was just a verbal crusade against Batman.

—Have you killed the bat yet?

The grandfather-like voice of the death knell came from the armor. Hearing the other party's words, the man also twitched his eyes.

Of course, he hasn't killed Batman yet, after all, it's just a verbal agreement.

In order to build the girl's stage, he also offered his promise, and now it seems that his promise may need to be fulfilled in advance.

"When and who will be killed is my business."

Holding the suitcase at hand, the man also looked at the death knell in front of him.

This transaction is very simple, but requires the consent of the other party.

—Hmph~ What a stubborn person.I hope you have the same strength as your mouth.

Deathstroke put down the suitcase at hand, and then opened the lock on the suitcase.

Unfold the contents of the box for the man to investigate~

Afterwards, the man also unfolded the suitcase at hand, and showed the girl in the suitcase who looked like a doll.

"Fia Wayne, she is worth enough to exchange for the weapons around you."

Seeing the silence of the death knell in front of him, the man also closed the suitcase beside him.

The reason he's here is just to make a deal with Fia and then a deal with Penguin.

So he was eager to get the content of the deal.

—Indeed, she is a very important person.But it is not enough to exchange for this [weapon].

The death knell stepped on the suitcase beside him, the one-eyed man under the mask stared at the man in front of him, and every muscle and nerve in his body tensed!

Probably something like the sixth sense is warning this strongest mercenary.

For better or worse, he had to pay attention and be careful with the long-haired man in the black suit in front of him.

"So what exactly do you want?"

The man slowly raised his hand, but this action frightened the death knell to pull out the long stick behind him!

what happened?Deathstroke involuntarily asked himself.

How could he be afraid?Whether he has faced Batman or other members of the Justice League, he will advance without hesitation even if it is a battle with no chance of winning.But this man in front of him?Just looking at it made me fear?

— what did you do?

"I didn't do anything. It's just what your body thinks I did..."