Dimensional inventory, inventory of the top ten saviors

He would rather face the dragon and fight than experience "pretending to be Emperor Karl in front of a famous detective."

"Hey, is it really okay? I didn't reveal anything, did I?" Don Quixote said gloomily.

"Hehehe." Sancho sighed softly. He was worthy of being a detective. That look in his eyes, that expression that he had seen through everything and knew everything, was unmistakable. "How could there be no problem? He has probably been exposed for a long time.

Although his real name should not have been revealed, he has probably narrowed down the scope.Sending Minerva was indeed a failure. "

Don Quixote said softly, "However, I owe Chaldea a favor, and I must at least repay the favor first. Otherwise, everything will be out of the question."

"I don't think I owe them any favors. ... This is just a unilateral debt. I just think so."

Sancho looked at the master helplessly. When encountering something like that, he would run away when all the heroes... disappeared, so there was nothing he could do about it.

"So I beg you." Don Quixote said seriously.

"Okay, okay, as long as it is the master's request, I will agree to it no matter what."

"Ah, I'm really sorry, I'll leave it to you." Don Quixote looked expectantly at the blue sky outside the ceiling. This time he would definitely not leave his friends and escape alone.

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Atlantic Lost Belt.

"Hey! Hey, this tone of voice, the familiar voice... no way, no way! I thought you had... disappeared, or were still in a low mood on some island. .”

Jason stared at the picture dumbfounded.

"By the way, how did you get there? You don't know how to transfer souls, and you don't have a special body like Fujimaru Ritsuka who can enter the singularity point while sleeping. How...how did you get there? point?"

"Jason, do you know...the heroic spirit disguised as Emperor Karl?" Fujimaru Ritsuka looked at Jason in surprise.

"Um...I didn't realize it for a moment. What Jason meant was...these two heroic spirits were originally in the Atlantic Lostbelt, and you met them here. Then, they separated because of something. , and then appeared in the singularity inexplicably?

Servants... independently transfer their souls. They are not summoned in the singularity, but enter on their own initiative. This is the first time I have seen this kind of thing. "

Little Leonardo da Vinci said in surprise.

"If this is the use of a Noble Phantasm, or some special ability to enter the singularity... then the ability of this heroic spirit is truly unparalleled in the history of pan-humanity."

Goldruff couldn't wait to make the other party become Chaldea's resident heroic spirit.

With the presence of these two people, we can break through the restrictions and have two more heroic spirits to help every time there is a crisis at the singularity. The safety factor of Fujimaru Ritsuka and Mashu can be doubled.

"Jason, do you know their real names?" Fujimaru Ritsuka asked.

"Ah...real names, what are they called? Yes...what are their names? I seem...to have forgotten, hahahaha. I can't help it, I'm talking to Odd When Hughes was fighting, all my attention was on Hercules!!"

Jason said confidently that when Hercules was still there, he didn't care much about who the other heroic spirits on the ship were or what their Noble Phantasms abilities were.

"Okay..." Ritsuka Fujimaru was not surprised by Jason's answer. Indeed, this was Jason, and this was what Jason would do.

Now only Holmes has guessed Don Quixote's identity, but...it's not time to say it yet. This is the detective's insistence.

jojo's bizarre adventure world.

Kira Yoshikage looked at Astolfo's hands hungrily. These perfect, snow-white beast-taming hands even made him forget that they were Hideyoshi's hands.

Ever since he saw Yuyu, Leonardo da Vinci's hand, Kira Yoshikage became neurotic. He no longer went to work, but squatted in front of the screen every day waiting for little Leonardo da Vinci to appear.

The trash can was filled with wads of paper and the room smelled of heather.

It seems that Leonardo da Vinci's perfect hand has given Kira Yoshikage a good time.

"..." Jotaro was thinking about whether he could hire Holmes to help find the murderer. With Holmes around, the secrets hidden in this town will soon surface.

They even run away on the first day after Holmes arrives.

Holmes is like an ultrasonic radar that drives away criminals. Wherever he goes, the security of that place will become extremely good for a period of time.

Bless this wonderful world, season two.

Axel Prison.

Sato Kazuma lay on the thin straw, looking at the bars with tears streaming down his face, curling up and sobbing, "I can be considered a savior, I can also be considered a hero who has saved the town.

But why...the hero was treated like this, while Fujimaru Ritsuka fell in love in prison, and a beautiful big sister came to take care of him every day.

And I...and I...stay in this world without human rights, no law, no morality, and all my partners are unreliable fools. "

Desperate, Sato Kazuma already wanted to start a new life. He might as well follow the arrangement of the goddess Eris... and be reincarnated into a wealthy family with a younger sister who is not related by blood.

Wouldn’t it be great to live the life of a harem anime hero?I suffered here, freezing to death in the winter, dying of heat in the summer, and starving to death in the spring. I was miserable.

Life in a different world from scratch.

Natsuki Subaru touched his belly and sighed: "I must be the most miserable earth traveler. Haha... You have seen time travelers have their stomachs cut open several times, or they were beaten by gangs of gangsters. Die?"

Now he couldn't help but wonder if he had traveled to a singularity. This was a singularity, or a lost zone.

Those villains like the Witch Cult that appear in this singularity are all enemies of pan-human history. Could that be the case? !

"However, Astolfo is so cute!! He is so cute and he is a boy. Isn't this the same as Felix... If Felix and Astolfo were together, it would be so eye-catching. ”

"Hey hey, it turns out that I am such a cute boy in Ang's eyes." Felix Argyle suddenly appeared behind Natsuki Subaru and took a bite of Rai Yue's ear.

"Wow -! Scared, scared me to death, Felix, please don't do this suddenly behind other people's backs! It's not good for your heart, it's really not good. Of course, the cutest one in my heart is Emilia. , boys are not suitable for being cute!”

Natsuki Subaru said.

Death wants to manifest the life and death of a certain fantasy in the realm of Traum.

Little Leonardo da Vinci said: "So it seems that the heroic spirits in the royal realm are on the side of pan-human history, right? Or is it that only Astolfo, Roland, and the heroic spirits disguised as Emperor Carl are on the side of pan-human history?" On our side, the other nameless heroic spirits are still hostile to the history of pan-humanity, which was reversed by Moriarty."

"It's nice to see Astolfo always so energetic. With Astolfo here, we have the power to move quickly in the air."

Fujimaru Rika said.

With Astolfo here, the Great Hero Flight incident would not have happened, and Fujimaru Ritsuka would not have recalled the extremely painful experience.

"Hopefully, next we can figure out what the ability of Kriemhild, the Noble Phantasm of Constantine XI is. As long as we figure this out, the risk can be greatly reduced. The next step is to use Germany [Physics] Convince people, or eliminate Moriarty's influence on these heroic spirits.

We already have some ideas on this!It is judged as a miss, and there is no damage when hitting, and you will encounter various problems when attacking.Then take Gina with you!

The power of Ganesha, the God of Barrier Breakers, has an effect on God Arjuna, so it must have an effect on Moriarty. The apostle of the Alien God cannot have such terrifying power as God Arjuna. "

Little Leonardo da Vinci had a bright smile on his face, looking forward to it. Moriarty was beaten by a group of people, his head was covered with bruises, and he was miserable and miserable.

If she dared to say, "I'm not interested in dealing with a doll that is about to be scrapped," then she would show Moriarty what this doll that was about to be scrapped could do.

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"Okay. I will continue to bring him food today! I am so careless... Human beings need three meals a day... Then... Then... "Salome's pretty face flushed slightly, then if we can see her three times a day, if we get along three times a day, then we will stay together for a long time!

She complained about her carelessness. If she could have noticed it earlier... she would have done this earlier.

"John, John. My beloved, my favorite John." Salome hummed, choosing what to eat for Fujimaru Ritsuka in the kitchen.

"Although he...of course he is not, John. But..." As she said this, Salome showed a sad and distressing expression on her face, and put the fingertips of her right hand on her forehead, "My head hurts. ....”

The continuous bone-eroding pain made Salome's pretty face turn slightly pale, her hands weakly grasped the wall, and strange sounds kept coming from her ears.

She murmured painfully, "John, John... have to believe, believe, believe, he is the one I love——"

"No, it's not." Salome bit her lip. The stinging pain awakened her spirit. The blood slid down her lips and flowed through the valley of her chest.

Fujimaru Ritsuka is not a saint, not the kind of hero she knows. This is the first time she has seen such a person, a savior, an ordinary person who shoulders the responsibility of saving the history of pan-humanity...

He is obviously an ordinary person, but he has to shoulder such a heavy burden, which makes people breathless. It is not his responsibility...

She once again remembered that Fujimaru Ritsuka would always smile at her, whether it was at her or the jailer. Thinking of this, Salome's headache eased a lot, "Okay, it's time to go see him!"

prison.

"I've kept you waiting~" Salome happily placed the bamboo basket on the wooden table, opened the white cloth, and took out the food inside, "I tried to make you... rice balls today. , food called rice balls. I don’t know if it can be made like this.”

She looked nervously at the triangular rice ball made of oats that Fujimaru Ritsuka was holding in her hand.

"I think it's good! This is the first time I've eaten rice balls made of oats. Boo hoo..." Fujimaru Ritsuka took a bite without politeness. It was soft and glutinous, with a sticky texture and full of carbohydrates. Best for hungry bodies.

"Well, since there was no rice, wheat was used instead." Salome looked at Fujimaru Ritsuka eating rice balls with relish. When the rice balls entered Fujimaru Ritsuka's mouth, her hanging heart dropped.

If you don’t spit it out, it means it’s not unpalatable!That should be it, right!

"I want it too..." Charlemagne said enviously. It would be nice to have something to eat to kill time in this boring prison.

"I won't give it to someone who doesn't need it at all," Salome said with a smile.

"I'll try it too. Mmmmm." Salome picked up a rice ball made of oats and put it in her mouth. Just after chewing it, she was knocked out by the sticky, milk-like texture. .

Looking at Ritsuka Fujimaru eating the sticky rice balls with relish, Salome hesitated for a while and couldn't help but ask: "By the way, by the way... are you worried about my mood?"

"Um um..." Fujimaru Ritsuka raised his head and looked at Salome in confusion, swallowing the food in his mouth, "What are you worried about?"

"Because this stuff doesn't taste good at all."

"I think it's not bad." Fujimaru Ritsuka sprinkled the seaweed on the oatmeal rice ball, and finished the last rice ball on the plate in three or two bites.

"Well, is that so? It's slimy, soft...and very hot. The salty taste is incompatible with the sweet texture. It tastes like eating sand soaked in water. "

Salome still felt that Fujimaru Ritsuka was trying to comfort her. How could such a thing be delicious?

"Eating habits in every place and everyone's tastes are the same! What I think is delicious, Salome will not find it delicious. This is normal. If there is any dish that everyone thinks is delicious, That should only be barbecue and hot pot!

If I have the chance, I would like to take you to experience the beef hotpot made by Emiya’s mother and the barbecue made by Huang Feihu. "

Fujimaru Rika said.

"How about, let's look for something that we can all find delicious here at this moment."

"Say, you're right! That's great, this is a great idea." Salome stood up happily and walked to the kitchen with Fujimaru Ritsuka. As long as there is no intention to escape, Kriemhild's side It should be fine!

kitchen.

The kitchen in the Revenge Realm stores all kinds of food produced by Casters. Although the heroic spirits do not need to eat, this is a habit during their lifetime and one of the few entertainment items in this singularity.

As Her Royal Highness, this was the first time that she personally prepared food for people in the kitchen.

This feeling of wholeheartedly making food for the person she likes was something she had never experienced when she was a princess in her previous life. It was strange now, and this feeling was very comfortable.

"Cooking takes quite a lot of effort..." Salome looked dejectedly at the wheat porridge that turned into... a dark, sticky substance in the iron pot.

"Indeed, that's right." The enthusiastic Berserker understood very well. He had failed hundreds of times in cooking.

"It's okay. Failure is the mother of success! This failure is nothing." Fujimaru Ritsuka smiled.

After experiencing Red Enma's hell cooking class, you will feel how happy it is to study cooking alone.

A few hours later, Salome looked at the light brown wheat porridge in the pot and smelled the aroma of cooked wheat lingering on the tip of her nose, "That's it... that's it! Finally, sprinkle some chopped mint... ..”

"Very good, done!" Fujimaru Ritsuka raised her right hand and approached Salome, making a high-five gesture.

"I will bring this to Lord Kriemhild."

Soldier Berserker wisely walked towards the palace with a portion of Salome's special wheat porridge.

"Well, you're right. Kriemhild should be happy." Salome smiled.

"No problem. She is sure, very happy... If Ritsuka Fujimaru wants to do it, I can do it too, so do it," Berserker said.

"Well, we will work hard!"

"Come, let's go back to the cell and eat together."

Salome carefully put the wheat porridge in a clay pot, covered it with a towel, and pulled Fujimaru Ritsuka toward the prison. The atmosphere was as sweet as a newlywed couple trying to cook for the first time.

Fang Yingling from the Revenge Realm stared dumbfoundedly at Salome, who was holding Fujimaru Ritsuka and maintaining a beautiful smile, "I didn't expect that you can still eat... this kind of dog food in this special point."

"Oh, great! You are back!" Guard Lancer said: "...The one that looks delicious, what is it, Fujimaru Ritsuka."

Hearing this, Salome bent down, covered the wheat porridge with her hands, and looked at the light bulb guard reluctantly, "It's wheat porridge. But I really can't share it with you this time! After all, it's only for two people."

"That's it. But, I'm sorry, Salome." Lancer pointed his spear at Salome, and at the same time, footsteps sounded behind him, and the heroic soldiers who appeared in the cell the day before yesterday appeared.

"Fujimaru Ritsuka. We are here to rescue you on the order of Emperor Karl, the king of the royal realm. The rest of the Chaldean members are already there. Based on their entrustment, we are going to rescue you and escape from this realm. . Do you have any objections?… I’m asking you to please say no.”

"No!" Fujimaru Ritsuka looked apologetically at Salome, who lowered her head and looked sad.

"Humph, really?" Salome raised her head unhappily. The sweet moment was ruined again, and she was in a bad mood now.

"Don't move, Salome!" Lancer, Rider, and Saber soldiers looked at Salome with trembling weapons in their hands, and warned, "Although we are nameless servants, we can still kill in this state. your…!"

Looking at the trembling weapons of these people, Salome rolled her eyes, "But once a battle breaks out here, you will lose, right?"

"...Damn it, no matter how bad she is, she is still Salome." The soldiers on the royal realm side were mentally prepared to fight to the death in prison.