Synopsis: Endless Shuttle

For example - enslavement spells.

Based on the concept of 'slaves' and 'masters' in the Middle Ages, human beings are transformed into the possessions of the caster, and the premise of creating tools is to abandon personal feelings and all thoughts.

Now Irisviel's everything is completely under her control, as long as she uses this technique, she can suppress her pain to the lowest point by external means.

In addition, the old master who invented this art was the 'God of Toads', the Sleeper of Ikann' Zatoguya, that lazy big frog refused to move and was always in a kind of 'holy sloth', it only Will drive its servants and kin to bring him food.

This is also the knowledge recorded in the Necronomicon.

Holding Irisviel's soul in his hand, he leaned forward and whispered in her ear.

"Fear me, surrender to me, let go of your heart, don't resist me... Listen, deep beneath Ikahn, the toad sings a long, ancient song. The lazy god wields his long whip , it said: 'Honor me if you don't want to suffer, more than your father, your mother,'..."

With Rope's evil spell, Irisviel gradually calmed down, but she was now more like a vegetative than a sleeper than her original appearance.

"Saber, you can let her go." Rope sighed in relief, and the sweat dripped onto his cheeks before he could wipe it off.

The body's resistance was minimized, and he lightened his left hand, and a fluorescent emerald was extracted from Irisviel's chest.It wasn't the glittering brilliance, but something like a tumbling mist—the human soul.

Rope didn't take a closer look, and slammed the emerald gem on her head, absorbing Irisviel's personality and integrating her inside the gem.

"Huh...it looks like things are going well."

"Thank you for your hard work, Rope."

Hearing this, Saber showed a very girlish smile, picked up a towel from the side and handed it to Rope.

"Thank you."

After taking it, Rope wiped it randomly, and fell on the sofa behind. The gray on his hands gradually faded, and the dark green magic pattern re-emerged from the heart, occupying the chassis that originally belonged to it.

"That gem is Irisviel's soul. I pulled a part of her flesh and body to make this container. It looks good." He picked up the cup next to him, filled it with cold water and drank it.

"Um... Saber, please don't leave this house for now."

"why?"

"The gem must not leave Irisviel's forehead within twelve hours. It is now like a magnet, absorbing Irisviel's personality and memory. If you take it away, I will give her a new body. , and only become an idiot like a baby."

When Saber heard the words, he solemnly put his hand on his chest and responded to Rope.

"I swear, in the name of the King of Knights of Britain, that no one will disturb this ceremony."

The failure last time was irreversible. Fortunately, God gave her a chance to start over. Irisviel must not be allowed to die this time!

"Haha, don't be so serious, Archer has already quit, there are only three heroic spirits alive, and two of them are still in this building, I really can't think of a safer place than this."

"That's what I said..."

"Okay, Miss Knight King, don't be pedantic at this time." Rope patted the seat next to her and said to her. "Come and sit here, let's chat."

After hesitating for a moment, Saber sat on the sofa next to Rope.

"What's the matter?"

"Almost, it's not the first time that you have participated in this war, Arturia, right?" It was a question sentence, but Ropey had long been sure that he could no longer be sure, and now it was just a word of communication.

Hearing these words, Saber's body tensed for a while, and then helplessly relaxed.

"...Is it really obvious?"

"Of course, your attitude towards each heroic spirit, as well as your familiarity with Dirumduo's martial arts and strategies, are different from what I've seen before."

"Before? Have we met before?"

After thinking about it in his mind for a while, Saber was certain that he had never seen this black-haired boy in the last war or in the UK during his lifetime.

But he knows his secret...

"Well... it's too troublesome to explain, and I seem to have restrictions on my side." Luo Pei frowned, looking at the pop-up 'No Notification' popup, and sighed helplessly.

What, even chatting doesn't make me happy.

"Understand, whether it is future vision or time and space shuttle, it is not something that can be said."

Saber nodded kindly, she fully understood Rope's distress, because she was also restricted by the restraint.

"Leave that aside... I actually wanted to say that we can be 'friends' when we stand on the same side?"

The foreshadowing in the front is just to gain Saber's sense of approval, so that it is more natural for Rope to say this.

"Of course, we have fought together, and you have also helped me fulfill the oath to protect Irisviel. We are friends of course."

After speaking, Saber was puzzled, she always felt that Rope still had something to say.

Is it her delusion?

"Great, I thought I killed Emiya Kiritsugu and talked to you like that, you will always hate me." Rope patted his chest exaggeratedly and made a reassuring gesture.

"...I have always hated the demon cult of Emiya Kiritsugu, but there is no way to change the established matters." Saber thought of the scene where he destroyed the Holy Grail, and his displeasure rose sharply.

"Rope, if you have anything to say, just finish it together. I always feel that you have something important to say to me."

"This is kept secret for now."

Rope pretended to blink mysteriously, and collapsed on Saber's soft thighs.

"Ms. Knight King, let me rest for a while."