A foreigner's journey

The little prince is indeed not the type of outsider that Heather usually encounters. Most outsiders become reckless and arbitrary because their power level is higher than the native world they experience.

But the little prince is different. This guy can be said to be the most cautious and clever outsider Heather has ever seen.

If it weren't for the little sun Karna who sacrificed his life to help him and gave him the treasure in the Holy Grail War, his ending would most likely be death at the hands of the little prince.

This guy's plan is one ring after another, his methods are endless, and he also has the god-level life tool Aladdin's lamp. Fortunately, the magic lamp backfired and greatly weakened his combat power, and then he was hit by the monkey's full-strength golden hoop and injured his bones. All kinds of conditions combined together to achieve Heather's victory.

Even so, Heather was almost tricked by the little prince in the end, and almost became the opponent's food.

In Heather's heart, the psychological trauma brought to him by the little prince is no less than the ambush and siege by Cosmo.

Now, the little prince immediately judged his situation after being resurrected by the resurrection stone, and tried to take the initiative to control the right to speak.

What a troublesome target, but considering what Santa Claus and Spectrum said and Heather's own feelings, the little prince should be the easiest one to communicate with in the spiral.

"I haven't said what I'm going to do yet, senior, don't judge me by your own meanness."

Heather sat on the chair opposite the little prince and crossed her legs.

The little prince still looked slightly fluorescent, with a sweet and lovely smile:

"For a long time, countless outsiders have wanted to explore the secrets of our spiral. You are not the first or the last, Heather."

"What if I say I just want to chat with you?"

"Then chat, whether I will answer you depends on my mood." The little prince pointed to Heather's hand: "But you don't have much time, okay?"

In Heather's clenched palm, the resurrection stone was like a flint about to explode, shaking violently and making a buzzing sound.

Even if the resurrection stone was strengthened with the concept of weapons, it was still too much of a stretch to force it to communicate with the soul of a strong outsider like the little prince.

The soul summoned by the Resurrection Stone is neither alive nor dead, and the holder of the Resurrection Stone cannot forcibly control its thoughts and actions. The only thing the holder of the Resurrection Stone can do is to forcibly dissipate the summoned soul, which is no different from letting the other party die again.

But as the little prince said, he is not afraid of real death, so how can he be afraid of false dissipation.

Alas, a good child like me who is upright and kind is really not suitable to deal with the little prince. Fortunately, I have the worst bad woman in the world as a helper.

"Dear, please." Heather stretched out her empty hand to the side, and Nanami's slender white little hand gently rested on Heather's big hand and walked slowly.

Seeing Nanashi, the little prince showed a surprised look, and his big blue eyes flickered:

"Nashi of the Blade Language? Is this beautiful lady your life tool? So amazing... I can feel how powerful she is!

Mr. Weston clearly said that Nanashi as a life tool is at most at the level of the Abyss level. It's rare that he also makes mistakes in calculations."

As he said, he smiled again:

"Nashi is known for being 'vicious' and 'ruthless'. Do you want her to torture me through the Resurrection Stone? Please feel free to do so. I can accept any kind of torture calmly."

"Please don't misunderstand my master's meaning."

Nashi's white palm rested on Heather's big hand holding the Resurrection Stone, and her big eyes that could see through all the worlds looked at the little prince:

"The Resurrection Stone does not have the function of 'torturing the resurrected'.

And my master doesn't want to make things too awkward with you. After all, we still hope to have a good discussion with you next.

So, not only will I not torture you, but I will also give you a gift."

Gift? The little prince smiled slightly, a little confused about Nanami's intention.

Through the permissions opened by Heather, Nanami easily connected to the resurrection stone and simply modified the parameters in it with the concept of weapons, which was equivalent to raising the temperature of the furnace and forging the weapon a few times with a forging hammer.

Soon, the little prince felt that the fluorescence around his body became more vigorous, and then a flat and wide ugly cat face appeared beside the little prince, grinning.

"Cheshire!" The little prince stood up in surprise, and then looked at Nanami.

This woman actually gave herself the authority to call the same fake partner in the soul state!

Bang bang bang! Three fairy godmothers appeared beside the little prince. One of them was fat, one was slightly thin, and the other was well-proportioned. As soon as the three appeared, they flew around the little prince quickly and shouted excitedly: "Your Highness! You have finally returned to your original noble posture!"

"Godmothers..." The little prince murmured, and one figure after another appeared beside him.

Little Red Riding Hood, tall and hot, wearing a red hood and a hatchet shotgun, put one hand on her waist, and smiled at the little prince with the tall gray-maned werewolf.

The white swan with feathers as white as moonlight and a golden crown on its head combed its feathers.

Three Corgis with pleasant fur but huge eyes sat in a row, laughing with three piglets wearing bow ties.

The characters in fairy tales surrounded the little prince like a dream, no longer showing the twisted and evil appearance that Heather had seen before.

Perhaps, this is what they should have looked like.

These summons from the little prince's own authority cannot have any impact on the real world like the little prince, but they are all vassals of the little prince and have the same self-awareness as the little prince.

The little prince stood among the fairy tale characters, looking around.

Suddenly, a pair of white but slightly rough arms gently wrapped around his shoulders and neck from behind, and a beautiful girl with long brown hair hugged the little prince tightly from behind.

"My prince...Hugo...I'm so scared..."

Tears kept falling from the corners of the girl's eyes. Her hands still had some traces of frostbite from the past, and there were several boxes of matches in her apron pockets.

Stroking the arms that hugged him, the little prince closed his eyes and said softly: "Emily...I'm sorry, I lost in the end, and I let everyone down."

The little match seller Emily shook her head vigorously: "Hugo, everyone voluntarily follows you to the end. This is the wish of all of us."

All the fairy tale characters looked at the little prince, smiled and nodded.

Taking a long breath, the little prince opened his eyes and looked at Heather and Qishi:

"As expected of Rong Qishi and the outsider who can control her, this gift is truly vicious."

"You have sacrificed the most precious lives of yourself and your companions for the spiral and your former vision, so what if you live for yourself for a short time now?"

Qishi put her small hand on Heather's clenched fist and spoke calmly.

The little prince glanced at Qishi's hand and pursed his lips slightly.

Since the other party can increase his authority so that he can call out his former companions, he can naturally take back his authority.

It would be too cruel to immerse yourself in a beautiful dream-like scene first, and then expose this fantasy.

"Okay, let's get acquainted again. I'm Hugo Perrin, the outsider who was once responsible for the childlike concept.

If you have any questions, just ask. I won't reveal any secrets about the spiral, but I won't be too resistant to communicating with you. I will answer your questions selectively. "

The little prince finally gave up his resistance.

Finally...Qi Shi has to take action. Heather secretly breathed a sigh of relief and said:

"In that case, how about showing Qi Shi and I the power of Aladdin's Lamp?"