Dimensional inventory, inventory of the top ten saviors

Moriarty closed his eyes, with an expectant look on his face, but he didn't know what he was expecting.

"Anyway, Chaldea's intervention is exactly what I've been waiting for. I've been waiting for it for thousands of years. Oh no, no, you shouldn't show your personal feelings. Be more restrained. Since it's early It was predicted, and countermeasures were naturally prepared. First, Berserker would make a scene, and Rider would be responsible for tracking.

If the opponent still survives, it's your turn, Assassin. "

Moriarty said softly, not like he was giving an evil order at all. He glanced at the heroic spirits standing in front of him with kind eyes and different thoughts. ,

"In other words, I am one, two"...the third one! ?Oops, I’m a big step behind! "

Yan Qing clasped her fingers and counted in a cute manner. This cold Assassin actually behaved like a child, which was really incomprehensible.

"What should I do?" Black Emiya Shirou asked.

"You should be in charge of the guerrillas. After all, you are the most unexpected presence."

"Hmph, I really didn't expect you to say that I was an unexpected existence. Since I was summoned like this, I naturally understand what I should do." Kuro Emiya Shirou grinned, with a harmless smile on his face. "Spreading chaos and pouring evil into the world, look, isn't it simple?"

"Simple. But it's different from your position so far, isn't it?"

"It's nothing, it just happened to hit me. You're welcome, just send me as you like. After all, I lost Saber and Lancer just after I was summoned. You are a heroic spirit that has not lost its dignity even if you become black. Although you are very good at calculation, you really can't. I'm lucky. I actually picked two inappropriate servants."

"When making calculations, all luck should be discarded. This is my policy." Moriarty explained: "At the same time. From that moment on, you became an existence that I did not expect. For those who can quickly I am naturally grateful to you for taking care of Saber and Lancer."

"Don't worry about it. Just call it self-promotion to your new employer."

"I have calculated the worst case scenario where all three knights rebel. Even if there is only one knight left, it is a gain. However, only that one is beyond my expectation. ...The most important thing is that you did not deal with that one ."

"Oh, "Phantom" actually has a brainwashing effect." Kuro Emiya Shirou said disapprovingly.

"Oh~, there shouldn't be! I hope not! It's okay not to think so!" Yan Qing turned to look at Moriarty, a bright smile bloomed at the corner of her mouth, and said bluntly: "But it doesn't matter, if you are really brainwashed , I will definitely kill the professor!"

"I'm glad you can be so direct. Phantoms, at best, only exist to rapidly improve abilities. To put it simply, it's like the effect of a ritual on a magician."

Moriarty asked Kuro Emiya Shirou if he wanted to come and try it out, pretending to be a "phantom" and experience it.

"I see, no wonder you are Archer. Magic Bullet - I see, he didn't make it this far." Shirou Kuro Emiya frowned and refused in disgust: "Anyway, I don't need to transplant the phantom. . It is originally unmarked, but a poor transplant will affect the spiritual base."

"It's obviously very safe. After all, it took 3000 years for technology to be invented, right?"

"...Oh. 3000 years, you are so patient."

"Where are you going?" Seeing that Shirou Kuro Emiya seemed to be preparing to leave, Moriarty couldn't help but ask.

"Now that people from Chaldea have arrived, the battle will naturally become more intense. Before that, I want to reconfirm the sniper point I am interested in."

"I see, this is a good thing. Being cautious is not a bad thing. I don't know who said it, but two plus two always equals four." Moriarty's blue crystal eyes stared deeply at this man with extraordinary experience , "I'm glad I'm not your enemy, Emiya."

He had never been able to see through what this man was planning to do, and he had always been wary of Emiya.

"If this is what you say sincerely, of course I will be happy, but your words are all lies. Because there are so many lies, the only thing I can understand is that you are evil." Black Wei Miya Shirou walked out of the room without looking back.

"Oh, you're so serious! He obviously has the face of some kind of dealer~~!" Yan Qing laughed.

"But, at least he is easier to get along with than you. Assassin. After all, he is also calculating, although the calculation formula is also very complicated - only Tacha is very simple. As long as you can understand Tacha, you will not be confused by the complicated calculation formula." Moriarty sighed lightly and looked at Assassin with a headache, "Of course, I haven't found all the answers. From this point of view, you are the hardest person for me to deal with."

"Eh——!? Are you referring to me!?" Yan Qing said disapprovingly: "Although this is a bit strange to say, I think there are not many people who are as understanding as me!"

"You just said you wanted to kill me. Are you serious?"

Moriarty stared at Yan Qing speechlessly. This guy had to be careful to guard against him. He didn't want to look down and see a big hole in his chest.

"Yeah, of course."

"...Your calculation itself is very simple, but the answer is too jumpy to understand."

Moriarty said with a headache, Yan Qing is an extremely tortured existence for this mathematics professor. It is impossible to calculate, estimate, and predict behavior patterns...random magic arithmetic problems.

"Am I being praised?" Yan Qing scratched his cheek in embarrassment. It felt really good to be praised by this king of villains.

"Of course it's a compliment."

"That's it. Oh, then I'm so happy! I haven't been praised much by others in my lifetime, especially not by my master!"

"...But I don't think these are the things that will disturb my final answer." Moriarty stared at the dark sky, calculating various spells in his brain, calculating what Chaldea's Master would do next. What kind of action will Emiya take, and when will Emiya backstab him?

"Mohua. Gun body. Just add the last uncertain factor and the calculation will be complete."

"Ah~, I'm sorry to bother you. Is it possible that we can't free ourselves from these wedges before your so-called calculation is completed?"

Suddenly, a familiar character appeared on the screen. Although this guy had never appeared before, when his face appeared, audiences from all over the world couldn't help but want to punch him.

"Of course, Mr. Shakespeare." Moriarty was unapologetic and looked at the tool man Shakespeare calmly. "It's nothing. There is no need to lament. Compared with other worlds, this world can be regarded as a very special abnormality of human psychology.

The story you described, the story you once described, the characters you described, the monster you described will come true intact.

Don’t you think this is the author’s greatest honor? "

"Although we are almost in a reverse state now, this does not have much appeal to us. Because if you think about it, isn't this very like that?" Shakespeare described: "It is the one that is not particularly far from Shinjuku. The kind from the dream kingdom?”

"Aren't you good at stage plays? That shouldn't be much different from the Fantasy Kingdom."

"The monsters that appear in stage plays are only human beings after all." Shakespeare smiled slightly. Although he was trapped in this embarrassing state, he was leisurely and enthusiastically creating stories, "For example, in my humble work "The Tempest" Caliban's appearance is within the scope of what humans can wear through makeup, right?

It is precisely because it is not defined that it is called a monster. Invisibility is the greatest terror.But once it turns into a real monster and breaks into reality, it can only be regarded as a disappointing nightmare!

If I were an ordinary person, I would be quoting famous quotes from my own books, but unfortunately, in this reverse state, these are none of my business!

I can only sigh here! "

"This is the only change caused by the reversal. Are you a hopeless good guy?"

"No, no, how could it be! I just like the patterns woven by humans." Shakespeare looked at Moriarty happily, "Even if the attributes are reversed, this will not change, because this is the instinct of the writer.

Therefore, it seems that we cannot understand each other no matter what, Professor! "

Moriarty looked at Shakespeare indifferently. If you can't become a friend in your own camp, then you will become a tool. "...Well, then you can continue to suffer from this wedge. I have always treated you Free will has no expectations.

No, even in the current situation, as long as you find something interesting, you will betray it without a care, right? "

"Ah..." Shakespeare couldn't help but think of what happened in another timeline, "Well, this is indeed the case."

"Lies should be laid in advance. This is advice from criminals. By the way, one more thing. Let's mass-produce 'King Lear'. That one is really good."

"Oh... I really can't stand it. When I responded to the summons and came out, I actually fell into the center of the furnace of hell." Shakespeare looked at himself quite depressedly, turned into a prop, like an exhibit in a museum.

"I don't seem to have done many bad things... Ah, no! It seems I have! Maybe I have. Hahaha... maybe.

There is a feeling that [we all cried when we were born because we arrived on this great stage full of idiots].

Really, I did something like what I would have done originally! "

Sorry, Master of Chaldea!I have brought you a little trouble, but I believe that since you are the Master who saves the world, this problem should not be a problem for you, ah hahaha——!

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Fate/EXTRACCC, no marking line.

"No, not at all! An Emiya like this, all in black, wearing such clothes is unqualified——!——! This is definitely a fake Emiya. The Emiya I know wears glasses, like a charm A perverted partner of justice who is magically sexy and wears bikini shorts.”

Kishinami Hakuno kept shaking her head. Black Shirou Emiya didn't fit in with her aesthetics at all. If she wanted to say why, it was the lack of red!Missing glasses!

Without red Emiya and without glasses, would it still be considered Emiya?

However, she must admit that the weapon used by the black Shirou Emiya was very attractive. It not only attracted her attention, but also the attention of Leo and Julius.

"Ahem...what's going on!? Holding such a sci-fi style firearm is really...too enviable, isn't it!?"

Emiya Archer complained in shock.

He stared with envy at the automatic rifle Moxie held by Shirou Kuro Emiya. This was much more handsome than the Akhara Hound!

And it’s very convenient to look at, and it can be used near or far. Couldn’t it be turned into a sniper rifle...a rocket launcher, a sniper cannon and other weapons! ?

Yes, Emiya Archer now wants to exchange weapons with Kuro Emiya Shirou and experience what it would be like to fight Moye with an automatic rifle.

"Eaaah——!————!——Change, pervert!! Why did a pervert without clothes suddenly appear!?"

Elizabeth shyly covered her cheeks and looked at Yan Qing through her fingers. She could even see the Tower of Babel hidden under Yan Qing's shorts.

Gilgamesh's unique skill left a deep psychological shadow on her. Now whenever she sees the upper body of the heroic spirit Chilo, she will subconsciously think of the structure and details of the Tower of Babel in Uruk...

"Perverts and perverts, you should change your name. Don't call yourself such a handsome Phantom Demon Alliance...change it to [Pervert Gentlemen's Club]!"

The sixth singularity.

"The true identity of the suspicious fool is - the twin brother of the evil leader, right! The rescue of Fujimaru Ritsuka was all disguised to achieve a certain purpose! What a fool... There's no point in doing this For the most important thing, when facing an enemy, you should chop off the enemy’s head without hesitation, okay?”

Mordred looked at the bumbling British gentleman unhappily.

From the moment she saw the other person's face, her fist became hard...

"Humph, he doesn't look like a great character. A useless Shakespeare who can only talk nonsense and write useless articles, a useless villain who is bumbling and has no fighting ability at all. What kind of city of villains is this? It’s a garbage dump! All the people put together are not enough for me to chop~~”

Mordred simply looked down upon these low-life losers who only dared to use tricks and constantly plotted against their enemies, but did not dare to do it themselves.

It's ridiculous, you don't have the strength to defeat the enemy head-on, but you still have the nerve to be a heroic spirit, and you still have the nerve to appear in the singularity! ?

If you don't have the ability to fight thousands of troops with one sword, don't stand up and embarrass yourself here!

She felt that there were only a few normal people around this guy. He was an inhuman rabid dog. Although... he looked so cool that she couldn't help but want to kick the headless horseman away and ride on it herself. .

But a man with tattoos all over his body, a naked upper body, a man with a jet-black body and a buzzcut that looks like charcoal, these are all useless trash... they don't look very impressive.

"Ah...if my father, my father were here, I could show these idiots what a true heroic spirit is~~"

"Hmm...my idiot apprentice Fujimaru Ritsuka, how can you trust this guy so easily!! Hurry, find a chance to kill Archer in Shinjuku, this guy is the mastermind behind it!"

Master Sanzang could not wait to summon his dear Wukong to come over immediately, and smash Shinjuku Archer's Tianling Cap with a wishful golden hoop.

"Mom Emiya...how can this be possible?! How long have we not seen you... Why is mom Emiya tanned all over? Did she go on vacation in the desert, or did she eat too much soy sauce?"

Fujimaru Ritsuka said dumbfounded.

"No, that's not right. No matter how much soy sauce you eat, senior... your skin will not become so dark. Also... Emiya's mother is a heroic spirit, and the body of a heroic spirit will not Changes occur due to exposure to the sun and rain...! This is... this is..."

Mashu couldn't understand what Emiya's mother was doing, now wearing fashionable clothes, with white hair and a dark body.

"Hey... shouldn't you be surprised that the Emiya you know is now your enemy?" Nitocris looked at Fujimaru Ritsuka blankly, Mash, what you are paying attention to appears. That’s a problem!

Detective Conan World.

Yoshida Ayumi said blankly: "Phantom, magic bullet... what is that? Is it the ability of Shinjuku's Archer, a noble phantom, or a magic gift...? This is a combination of Shakespeare A weapon created by the power of human beings to destroy human nature?"

"What is King Lear...?" she asked curiously.

"Although I don't understand it...but I always feel that it is something very powerful..." Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya said.

Enta said: "Isn't it an ability similar to that of Kamen Rider? Wow... I really want to see Kamen Rider fight the Demon Pillar, fight these evil villains who want to destroy the world!"

"No, that's a play written by Shakespeare, one of the four great tragedies. An ancient legend that happened in England tells the story of an unfilial daughter who raised blood pressure and persecuted her father, which indirectly led to the untimely death of the filial third daughter, leaving her with nothing. The story of the black-haired man. Mass-producing King Lear... What is the purpose of an old king? It's like mass-producing weapons to prepare for war... But King Lear is not a weapon, just a Ordinary old human king..."

Conan lowered his head and thought, what Fujimaru Ritsuka's enemies were going to do was definitely not a good thing. Could it be that the mass-produced King Lear could be turned into a weapon to attack Fujimaru Ritsuka and his party?

He seemed to see a very funny scene. A group of white-haired old King Lear walked tremblingly towards Fujimaru Ritsuka on crutches. Are they preparing to let King Lear beat the savior to death with his crutches? ....?

In order to take advantage of the savior's kindness as a young boy, Lear from Shakespeare's stories was deliberately mass-produced. Lear was an old man, had no fighting ability, and was easily taken lightly by his appearance to lower the savior's vigilance, and then stabbed and attacked in the back. A plan like killing the savior?

What kind of realistic and magical strategy is this? What kind of déjà vu is this that makes a young man help an old man cross the road and then be stabbed to death by the old man with a cane?

5 The Queen is Coming to Shinjuku, Artoria only needs the black one!!

Shinjuku neighborhood.

Ritsuka Fujimaru, Archer Moriarty in Shinjuku, accidentally met the Headless Horseman, the wolf phantom.

Its target is clear - Fujimaru Ritsuka. It seems to be extremely eager to tear apart Chaldea's Master, and is full of anger towards the man it met for the first time.

The little magic gangs, dolls, and masked legions on the street can't stop it.

Moriarty carried Fujimaru Ritsuka and ran forward crazily, using all his strength to escape from the bloody maw of the wolf phantom. The monster was running at an astonishing speed of 200 kilometers per hour. It had four legs. The supercar! ?

Since there was no way to escape, Fujimaru Ritsuka immediately prepared to fight the unknown enemy. If he continued to escape, he would be dead. There might be a chance of survival if he drew his sword and faced each other.

The roaring sound of the monster makes people's souls tremble, making people feel subconsciously afraid, like a devil crawling out of the abyss of hell.

"Every time you hear it, your soul trembles, right? And it trembles because of fear. That is an extremely special Servant... Most heroic spirits cannot be established based on fiction alone. They are based on myths, legends, and real existence. As a basis. If you want to rely solely on fiction, you must have corresponding reasons.

Yes, for example——the crystallization of the concept of protecting children like a picture book.Do you have such a heroic spirit there? "

"It...is spinning in place energetically..." Fujimaru Ritsuka curiously looked at the wild-looking but special-shaped heroic spirit that moved like a husky. He restrained himself from wanting to touch the opponent's head. idea.

I guess when I reach out... I'll end up with my hand cut off or eaten.

Hmm...Fufu is a bit cuter, a cute thing that people can hold in their arms is the best! ! !