I join the chat group as the protagonist of the system stream

"Brother Merlin, the Magician of Flowers, leads the Dark Thunder Ruins team copy, with professional assistance, increased damage and blood recovery, allowing you to enjoy the ultimate output and perfect defense."

"No need for red potion~ 1 Guangming Coin per person, 99 people start the group, there are still 7 people left, the quota is limited, first come, first served~"

"Sorry, I don't accept orders for the Xian Qin dungeon and the Cosmic Heroic Spirit team dungeon. There's nothing we can do about it. This is the setting."

"Okay, I accepted the 7 Bright Coins, eh? Master, you are awake. What a coincidence. I will lead the team to the next chapter and then come back. See you tonight~~"

Over there, Merlin waved the cane in his hand towards Fujimaru Ritsuka, and marched towards the dimensional gate under the guard of many players. It was obvious that he enjoyed high popularity among the players.

"Isn't something very wrong?!" Fujimaru Ritsuka pointed at Merlin over there and said to Mashu:

"What is this kind of guide mode where the old leads the new? He will earn more Bright Coins in the next dungeon than Mr. Sanlang goes to the Xianqin dungeon!"

"After all, why is he so skilled!"

Matthew explained:

"There is nothing we can do about it. You have to use Bright Commemorative Coins for food and accommodation here. Players who ask for information will be treated as NPCs and need to be paid. Mr. Merlin only took the initiative to contact us a few days ago."

"Is that so?" Fujimaru Ritsuka always felt like someone was enjoying it.

correct

The look on Merlin's face definitely showed that he was having fun.

"Where are Master Sanzo and Senior Akubeko?" Fujimaru Ritsuka asked, "Aren't they also together?"

"That." Matthew hesitated for a few seconds and said, "They are now."

"The energy of thought moves with the heart and flows with the breath of nature."

"All actions are impermanent, this is the law of birth and death; birth and death have ceased, and cessation is bliss."

"Amitabha."

"This is the ultimate intention of thinking."

Sanzang looked at the blooming golden lotus in his hand, clasped his hands together, and slowly moved it to the skinny cross-legged old monk in front of him by chanting, then turned and left.

"Thank you, Teacher Kai."

"I have asked you to take care of me during this period, but I have a mission, so it's time for me to say goodbye."

The withered monk opened his turbid eyes, looked tiredly at the pure lotus of thought energy, and tapped its petals with his fingers.

In an instant, the lotus of thought energy turned into ashes and disappeared.

But the corner of the monk's mouth evoked a faint smile:

"There is nothing, so why stir up dust."

"I am the ephemera, and the ephemera is me."

"Zen Master, you are not my teacher, Amitabha."

The old monk held flowers in his hands, his body began to become ethereal, but his eyes gradually lit up.

The moment Sanzang opened the door, the old monk's body turned into a point of light, blended into the sunlight and dissipated in the sky and earth.

"What is that?" Fujimaru Ritsuka broke out in a cold sweat. She had just felt an extreme desolation in the old man.

"The phantom of the past, his soul comes from the great, but his will belongs to himself. Just now, his obsession was freed." Sanzang looked up at the sky, picked up the bag that had been placed aside, and turned to Fujimaru Li Xiang smiled and said:

"there's always a solution to any problem."

"Enjoy this world, my disciple, Fujimaru."

Fujimaru Ritsuka was stunned: "Master Sanzo, won't you leave with us?"

The other party had already passed by her and Matthew and headed towards the woods where the maple leaves were falling.

"The poor monk wants to see the world for the Buddha. It's a good thing. Maybe it's not as bad as we think."

"Go and investigate the truth." Kazuko dodges her eyes: "Ah, it sounds like I have this mission."

"Yu Ji, I made a lot of money with you Taoist friends today and earned a lot of light coins." The heroic man had a smile on his face, pushed open the door with one hand, and held a bag full of ingredients in the other hand. He was startled when he saw Fujimaru Ritsuka and Mashu:

"That's great Master, I'm relieved to see you're fine."

The smile on the man's face is sunny. Not only is he handsome, his temperament and smile give people the feeling of a trustworthy big brother next door, but there is a sense of majesty in his eyebrows.

"Double pupils. Could it be that it's Xiang Yu?!" Fujimaru Ritsuka saw the man's pupils and immediately recognized this berserker whose appearance was very different from Chaldea's.

"Haha, are you surprised?" Xiang Yu nodded and smiled:

"The magic and skill in this place are beyond my imagination. Fortunately, knowledge here can be exchanged for wealth. Yu Ji and I organized the knowledge and spells we possessed and sold them for a large amount of bright commemorative coins. Through this wealth We did a lot of things and purchased some very powerful Noble Phantasms.”

"I recently joined the Conquerors Guild and learned a lot of new powers and skills. Players will take me with them when they download dungeons."

"Sorry, I said some irrelevant things. Are you leaving? Let me sort it out for a while."

Fujimaru Ritsuka saw Xiang Yu put the ingredients in his hand on the tablecloth, walked into the room and closed the door.

This two-story Chinese-style building is not too big, but it has all the items in the house, including modern electrical appliances. It combines many different styles without violating the harmony. If you look carefully, you can see that there are many places in the house. There is a photo of the two of them.

The voice of the program host came from the TV: [Today's Monk Daily invited the spiritual chef Bie Xue Fairy to teach you three essential dishes for Taoists.]

snap——

Kazuko turned off the TV, looked around a little lonely, and finally picked up a group photo and wiped it.

The guilt turned into a sharp blade and pierced Fujimaru Ritsuka's heart. When Akuko was still thinking about life and Xiang Yu was still packing her things, she pulled Mashu out of the cabin on the grounds that she forgot to take things.

"."

"senior.."

"Forget it, it's a crisis like this anyway, and the entire history of pan-humanity may not be useful. It's better to let them live happily here."

"Um"

"Matthew, we can only do what we think is right."

Fujimaru Ritsuka smiled and said:

"Let's go, let's go find Mr. Sanlang."

Alvin Line

"Did you see that drunken and decadent blacksmith over there?" Kuangdao Sanlang pointed at a white-haired man who kept swinging the hammer in his hand and said: "In the hidden settings unearthed by the players, he was once one of the Four Sword Saints. One, but now has amnesia.”

"Isn't that Mr. Emiya?" Fujimaru Ritsuka asked Kuangdao Sanlang, who was wearing a snowman hood, "What are those people doing?"

There were many monks around the blacksmith taking pictures with their mobile phones, but there were also more people throwing strange fragments into the furnace.

"Those who have completed the legendary mission 'I heard love has come before' can throw the fragments of the Great Holy Grail collected from the Holy Grail copies of various dimensions into the furnace." Kuangdao Sanlang glanced at this strange NPC that seemed to be played by an official person said:

"It is said that when the blacksmith Emiya forges the sword in the furnace, the being named Emiya will remember the memory he once lost and the important person he forgot."

"Currently, there is no reward for investing Holy Grail fragments, but you know, these love affairs can easily capture the empty hearts of these young people, so many people have spontaneously started to collect Holy Grail fragments. Someone even got one two days ago. Put the Great Holy Grail in."

"Many people speculate that there will be hidden rewards after certain conditions are met. After all, the background this time has something to do with the Holy Grail."

"Of course, it's the same even if there is no reward, because this pair of CPs is very popular, look over there."

The three waves of the mad sword pointed at an 'army' wearing golden armor. Those people's steps were extremely light, leaving faint outlines with each step. Their blood and murderous intent made Fujimaru Ritsuka seem to see a swarm of ferocious beasts.

Each of them carries a different weapon on his back, a short sword, a long sword, a giant sword, a curved sword, and a blunt weapon.

"A bunch of hard-headed sword cultivators are still stuck in the setting of the last movie. They are shouting every day that people from the Sword Sect must use their bodies as swords."

"What's the popular word in modern times? Yes, middle school."

"And that one, have you seen the leader? It's that one, the one named Tian Tian. That damn girl has already regarded Emiya as an idol. He is the most enthusiastic about collecting the Holy Grail fragments."

"Strange. Miss Fujimaru, are they all looking at us?"

Fujimaru Ritsuka moved two steps to the side and stood behind Masuo, "Mr. Sanlang, they are looking at you."

"." Kuangdao Sanlang touched his snowman's head and asked doubtfully: "Didn't I turn on the soundproof barrier?"

"No, Mr. Sanlang." The person who answered him was Tiantian Island Master:

"My brother was misunderstood as a sister-in-law. This kind of thing is still very troublesome for Tian Tian. By the way, why do you think I am a sister-in-law?"

Kuangdao Sanlang subconsciously replied: "Well, last time I was doing post-editing, I took a peek at your computer hard drive."

That day, Fujimaru Ritsuka saw a sword that a sword cultivator sacrificed his life for, burning all his essence, energy, and spirit into the dazzling sword light that opened the sky.

Three Waves of Crazy Knife

died.

In the evening, the twilight slants in Fuyuki City, and the campus gate is illuminated by the afterglow.

Emiya Shirou walked out of the school pushing his bicycle. He subconsciously looked back and saw several elementary school students wearing elementary school uniforms walking along the street.

It should be at this time in the past.

There should be a person who wants to ride on his own bike.

A charming figure with long snow-white hair suddenly flashed in his mind. That person

"Excuse me." Emiya Shirou greeted the group of girls. Under normal circumstances, he would never talk to a strange elementary school student unless the other party encountered some difficulties:

"Do you know a girl named Ilia? I remember. She seems to be your classmate."

"Sorry. I don't know you." The group of girls shook their heads in unison, then quickened their pace and walked past Emiya Shirou.

"Wow, that person is so dangerous. He actually asked a primary school student for information about another primary school student!"

"You're overreacting, that big brother seems like a good person."

"Ryuuko, you are too naive. This is the one in the rumors...that lolicon!"

"That classmate named Illya is so pitiful. You should tell Teacher Dahe about this and let her pay attention to it."

Being treated as a weird person

Emiya Shirou lowered his head helplessly, something was wrong with him these past few days.

He sometimes thinks of an illusory, non-existent white-haired girl and sees some hallucinatory images.

As the glow faded, Shirou Emiya turned over and rode his bicycle in a daze, deliberately taking a slightly farther road to avoid sharing the same road with the group of girls.

"Ilia"

The evening breeze hit his face, but the slightest coolness could not wake him up.

Now he thought of this girl again in his mind, but he would forget it after a while. Sierra had previously wondered whether she was under too much academic pressure.

"Obviously she should exist."

When he had the impression of the other party, he thought of various ways to prove the existence of 'Illyasviel von Einzbern', but the current world poured cold water on Shirou Emiya.

The room that was originally the girl's bedroom turned into a dusty storage room, and the toothbrush cups on the sink in the bathroom also changed from four to three. After calling Kiritsugu and Irisviel, they came to the conclusion that...

"There was a child who died in infancy. Speaking of which, at that time we really wanted to name the child Ilia."

During the following period, Emiya Shirou suspected that he was suffering from schizophrenia. Every once in a while, memories related to the girl named 'Illya' would appear. It wouldn't last for too long and he would take the initiative to forget, leaving only He looked at the worried eyes of the people around him.

In order not to worry his family, he lied that he would no longer see hallucinations.

Is that a ghost?

'wrong. ’ Emiya Shirou rode his bicycle through the park where the birds were wild. He glanced at the bench over there and suddenly felt a sharp pain in his head.

Bang!

He didn't even have time to press the brakes. His vision went dark, the car lost its balance, and he fell down along with the inertia.

Severe pain!

It was like a sharp needle was piercing the skull, and something was drilling in the brain inside the skull.

He was lying on the ground, sweating all over his body. There was an inexplicable power erasing the memories in his mind, but new memories kept appearing out of thin air in his brain.

Shred, print out, shred, print out.

The cycle goes back and forth.

"Ah" the pain was so painful that he couldn't even scream. His face was red due to lack of oxygen, but he raised his head with difficulty and looked at the bench.

The world seems to be divided into two, winter and summer, forming a junction from his perspective.

In the scorching sun in the midsummer, when he was a teenager, he sat in the shade with a more immature girl, holding popsicles in his hands. The weather was obviously hot enough, but Ilia still wanted to lean on him.

On a cold winter day, everything was covered with a layer of silver. The snow-haired girl in purple woolen clothes was sitting on a bench with herself, holding a piece of Taiyaki in her hand.

What are these memories?

【Get her back】

The voice in my head was very familiar, but...

"how should I do?!"

【sword】

"sword?!"

【This person】

He remembered where he had heard this voice that suddenly appeared in his mind.

It was his own voice.

A glimmer of magic power appeared briefly, and after a moment, he whispered softly:

"This body is made by the sword."

The magic circuits accumulated in the body were instantly opened by the power that appeared in the void, and the girl's shadow reflected in the brown eyes turned into an illusory long sword as pure as ice.

"I remembered that I do have a sister. She really exists. Ilia."

He stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to catch the shadow, but he couldn't tell...

Which one is her.