Lost Narrative Poetry

"What is twisted desire... Obviously this is what you asked for."

It was absolutely impossible for Xia Ran to admit such slander. He shook his head calmly and bluntly pointed out that this was actually all Yukinoshita-san's own problem.

When Yukinoshita heard his rebuttal, her beautiful eyes widened: "What? Did I ask for it?"

But then, the girl with long black hair and straight hair also categorically denied it, "This is impossible! You must be talking nonsense!"

"Think about it carefully, Yukinoshita-san, a month ago... No, it should have been last night... Forget it, what happened before you woke up..." Xia Ran did not answer directly, but said with a smile. .

Just the continuous changes of words made his persuasiveness disappear.

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The girl stared at him angrily and thought about it carefully for a while before finally remembering. It seemed that she knew where the other party was going and was leaving with Charlotte and Artoria.

But when she asked, the other party refused and said that he didn't know, so in the end she couldn't help but make a request to see if she could come over and take a look... After all, she was somewhat annoyed that this person was here in the middle of the night. Going somewhere alone with two beautiful girls.

But those two girls really asked for everything from him, which made Yukinoshita feel a full sense of crisis——

Charlotte won't go into details. Although this doll girl seems to have a lot of personality, she is sinister and independent, in fact, it is all an illusion. She will never refuse any request made by Xia Ran. The doll will obey its master unconditionally with all its heart and soul. This is the truth.

And there is Artoria, this knight girl who is incompatible with the King Arthur in Yukinoshita’s impression——

After all, who could have imagined that the legendary King Arthur of ancient Britain was actually such a man with soft and snow-white skin, shawl golden hair, emerald green eyes, and a petite figure that looked like he was fifteen or sixteen years old in a medieval European court. Aristocratic girl?

Knight, Queen, Silly Hair, Contrast Cute, Blonde and Blue Eyes...

——That's right! Big crisis!

Moreover, she and that guy also have a master-slave relationship. Isn't this something worth being vigilant about? If you really want to say you don’t care, it must be a lie! Anyway, Yukinoshita-san cares very much, especially, very, very, very much.

So it was only natural to make this request. After all, she had been working hard to get closer to that goal, so how could she be willing to watch her being distanced again?

Since it was said that there was no problem and he would be back the next morning, she should also go and have a look. There should be no problem, right?

Of course, the girl originally expected to be rejected, and she was basically mentally prepared to be disappointed. But what she didn't expect at all was that after she tentatively expressed her thoughts, Xia Ran agreed without hesitation.

It was very refreshing. It was definitely not because she was holding a knife or something in her hand at the time. It was more like she had been prepared for this.

After that...

It was in this place and at this time that I woke up.

Pursing her lips vigorously, the girl looked at the magician in front of her and asked, still a little unhappy: "So, did you agree so readily because you had this in mind from the beginning?"

"Yes, after all, I can't let you come to a place like this without any safeguards. What should you do if something happens... I would never dare to risk such a thing."

Xia Ran blinked and said this quite frankly.

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It seemed that she had considered it carefully, but the girl fell silent. She raised her slender palm to look at it, and then subconsciously pressed her heart. It was obviously so real, but...

The current self...isn't actually the real self? Just another... cloned doll?

Does this mean...

A burst of fear and uneasiness surged into her heart, and the girl bit her lower lip tightly, her thin body trembling slightly.

"Yukoshita-san?" Xia Ran tilted her head.

"...I'm fine..." Yukinoshita's expression slowly returned to calm, she looked at him with complicated eyes, and pursed her lips in response.

"But you don't sound like you're okay at all..." Xia Ran sighed. He probably understood something. Naturally, he couldn't really pretend not to know, leaving such a pimple on this girl's face. heart.

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"You just said it's impossible for anything to happen to me?"

After being silent for a long time, the girl raised her hair as if to hide her dissatisfaction and said this in a calm tone.

"yes."

"So... does that mean something can happen if it's not true?" Yukinoshita said in a cold tone, "Because I am just a clone now, so you can..."

"Stop, stop, stop! I just used a metaphor to make it easier for you, Yukinoshita-san, to understand the situation..." Xia Ran twitched the corner of her mouth, "But I never thought about starting a dispute between the clone and the original body. From beginning to end, You are just you, there is no other you.”

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The girl with long black hair and straight hair who was interrupted stared at him quite displeasedly, but she felt a slight sigh of relief in her heart.

"Let's put it this way, do you know the difference between Heroic Spirits and Servants? I've said it from the beginning, and it's also recorded in my notes..." Xia Ran sighed helplessly again and thought about it carefully. Give tips carefully.

"The Heroic Spirit is the main body on the Heroic Spirit Seat. The servant is just a clone of the Heroic Spirit's main body. The information that constitutes the Servant will return to the main body when the servant ends the summons. The main body can know the information in a recorded way like reading a book. the actions of the person.”

"Yukishoshita-kun, your current situation is similar. It's like the relationship between the body and the projection. As long as you treat it this way, you won't think that your shadow is a different existence from yourself. What will happen to you? Conflict?"

"You have been you from the beginning to the end. There is only one you. I can even use the characteristics of the second magic to ensure this fact... You are also you now. I don't regard you as a substitute. Please don't worry."

In order to put the girl at ease, he explained a series of things in one breath, hoping to make Yukinoshita understand and relax as soon as possible.

"……real?"

Yukinoshita thought about it carefully and seemed to feel somewhat reassured.

"Of course it's true. In all fields of occultism, the concept of "clone" is very advanced, but it is not the same as "copying" or "cloning." If there is always such a dispute about priority, then It has long been a taboo. "

Xia Ran nodded repeatedly.

"Just think that I let you experience skills such as clones in advance, or it's like having a dream. In the dream, you experienced a lot in this world. When you wake up from the dream, you will still be you, but with more knowledge. Just some memories and experiences."

"More...memory experiences?" The girl realized the key. It seemed that this was the key point of the other party.

"Yes, the things you have experienced in this world and the updated information will come back to you and be put together. Isn't it like waking up and experiencing a period of life again in a dream? "

Xia Ran smiled slightly and couldn't help but murmur in her heart. In fact, strictly speaking, the same situation was true for lost people like herself.

Yukinoshita glanced at him, turned away and closed her eyes slightly, seeming to be thinking about something seriously.

"Actually, this situation is not uncommon. High-level mages often master skills such as advanced simulacra. They can multi-task, handle various matters with multi-threads at the same time, or work together from multiple different aspects at the same time. Studying the same topic..."

Thinking it was the girl who was still confused, Xia Ran coughed, cleared her throat and said seriously.

"There are also immortal gods in the East who are even more ferocious. They can transform an illusory body with just a trace of spirituality, allowing it to walk in the world, practice and accumulate, and finally achieve enlightenment, shatter the void, and soar from the ground. Return to the right body again, and add magical powers to yourself for a lifetime..."

"I don't care about that...forget it."

Yukinoshita Yukino took a deep breath. Her expression was completely different from before. She seemed to be really relieved. She turned her head to look around and asked, "By the way, where is this place?"

Although it was similar to the previous question, it obviously didn't mean the same thing. Xia Ran answered with satisfaction:

"This is my magic workshop. The recently built mage tower...ahem, although it is a bit crude, it is mainly due to lack of manpower and there is no time to decorate it."

He scratched his cheek and looked at the too simple layout of the room. He felt quite embarrassed: "You can go to Charlotte later. You can have whatever layout you want. You may have to stay for a long time." For a while, it’s better to be more comfortable.”

"...A long time?" Yukinoshita Yukino keenly grasped the key point and stared at him suspiciously, "Didn't you say you would go back in one night?"

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"Speaking of which, Yukinoshita-san, are you hungry now? Do you want something to eat?" Xia Ran blinked and changed the subject as if nothing had happened.

"It's too blunt." Yukinoshita's eyes stayed on him for a moment, and then looked away the next moment.

She directly opened the sheet and stepped on her delicate calves wrapped in black knee-length socks on the ground. Because the shoes were already on her feet, she didn't need to wear them any more——

"Then let's go get something to eat first. I just want to see what this tower looks like. By the way, you can also talk about this issue slowly."

"...That's a good suggestion." The magician raised his eyebrows and looked away from the girl's slender feet. "Well, actually, what I said before that I can come back in just one night refers to the time in the real world. An evening of ideas.”