Lost Narrative Poetry

"Merlin..."

Gawain frowned, also looking displeased, and the suspicious expression on his face became more solemn.

It seemed that he was seriously thinking about this possibility, but the more he thought about it, the more he felt that this must be the case.

In the end, this knight, who was known for his integrity, humility and loyalty, and was recognized as having a noble personality, couldn't help but express his most objective and fair evaluation of a certain court magician.

He looked at Fujimaru Ritsuka, considered it and said:

"Master, I also know that if you haven't seen it with your own eyes and haven't confirmed it, you shouldn't make random guesses or add fuel to the fire. But I think it's very likely that it's Merlin... This is not my subjective conjecture. After all, that magician What I like the most is messing around.”

"Eh……"

Fujimaru Ritsuka's expression began to waver, because Gawain's statement was too convincing, just like a person who takes honesty and reliability as his benchmark and never lies. When he opens his mouth to express his opinion on something, It's enough to have the final say.

"That's right! That must be the case. Without further ado, let's set off now to chop off that man's head..."

Without giving the Master a chance to think carefully, Mordred also said angrily, rarely standing in the position of the Knights of the Round Table. She also hated the magician, and what he did was simply disrespectful to herself and her father. insult——

Just bring in anyone and let them inherit the orthodoxy of King Arthur, and continue to let the false Camelot that has lost everything continue in this singularity?

hateful! What does that old bastard think of the career, achievements, and life of others! So no matter what, you will definitely not let that bastard Merlin go this time!

Moreover, Camelot has been destroyed, and no one has escaped the ending of destruction. From the King of Knights to the Knights of the Round Table, everything has come to an end. The ideal city no longer exists, and everything has been destroyed in the dust and smoke of history...

As a former court magician, King Arthur relied on his right-hand assistant and best friend. Merlin actually did not die with everyone, did not sacrifice himself for his country, and continued to follow the Round Table and the monarch... Couldn't he even do such a thing?

He is not loyal!

Therefore, whether it is public or private, emotional or rational, I need to wait for others, my former colleagues, to give that bastard magician a little friendship and help!

"Foo! Fu-fuwu!"

At this time, Fufu, who was squatting on Fujimaru Ritsuka's shoulder, nodded repeatedly, as if she agreed to this to a certain extent.

"Huh? Even Fufu thinks this is the case..."

Matthew looked a little shocked, and then there was an uncertain expression on his face: "So... is it really Mr. Merlin? But, but... isn't it just a suspicion? It seems that he was immediately convicted. Looks like..."

Something seems not quite right about the situation. Rather than a rational discussion and analysis, an objective and fair review, it is more about the criminal suspect's reputation - does Merlin really have such a thing? ——It was so bad that after this accusation was made, the direction could no longer be controlled.

Thousands of people pointed it out and died without any disease.

It seems that Mr. Merlin really wants to skip the process of trial and conviction and be directly charged?

Not only Mashu was wavering, but even Fujimaru Ritsuka couldn't stick to his opinion.

After all, human beings are herd creatures. When individuals are influenced by the group, they will naturally doubt and change their opinions, judgments and behaviors, and change in the direction consistent with the majority of the group.

After all, when almost everyone around you speaks in unison and firmly claims that something is like that, even if someone really knows the truth, it is often difficult to stick to his own position.

What's more, they actually don't know the truth, they just have such speculations, so isn't it normal for them to be shaken?

"Well, I think..."

Bedivere finally couldn't help but speak. From the beginning, the knight's expression was extremely wonderful, as if he was struggling to endure something. Maybe it was something Merlin had ordered him to do.

But now, he feels that he can't hide it anymore. If he continues like this, it will cause serious trouble.

However, at this moment——

"Huh? Someone you know has visited again. Is this all the help that the call of the world can summon for you? I thought that at least the entire Knights of the Round Table would be gathered together..."

Scathach looked under the castle with interest, where a dreamy purple figure was walking along the winding mountain path towards the castle standing on the mountain peak.

Maybe it's because her legs are a little slower than those of the knights, so even though she decisively locked in the same direction from the beginning, the girl still couldn't reach the center of the Kingdom of Shadows until now.

She was an innocent, lovable girl who looked about thirteen or fourteen years old.

Her long purple hair, which reaches past her hips, is tied into a beautiful single ponytail, hanging down behind her and swinging back and forth gracefully. The magic power on her body reacts very strongly. In terms of the level of the ability parameter "magic power", it has at least reached A grade rating.

"Ah, it's Miss Medea..."

Ma Xiu recognized the other party at a glance and couldn't help but exclaimed in low voice: "Why is she here?"

"Of course they are servants summoned spontaneously by the world, just like these knights..." Scathach replied calmly.

"No, no, I mean how could she be summoned at this time..." Matthew was a little confused, looked at the Knights of the Round Table, and stammered.

"Mordred and the others are involved in this singularity. This is the era when they were active, at least close in time, and Camelot and Britain in the center are also the stages where they are active, so it is understandable..."

She was not surprised by the appearance of the Knights of the Round Table, or could not understand it.

Just like Queen Mary who appeared in the first singularity. After all, that singularity was originally the background and stage of the Hundred Years War between England and France. So for the current singularity centered on Britain, where the glory of Camelot continues to this day, the Round Table It was natural for the knight to appear.

But Miss Medea... No matter how you look at her, she should not have anything to do with this era and this background. She is even a legend from Greek mythology, and this is Celtic territory.

"I don't know, but it's a thin line of fate that leads to the opportunity to appear in the world... You must know her, right?"

Scathach pondered and asked.

"Yes, yes, we met when we were in the third singularity..." Fujimaru Ritsuka nodded.

"Then it should be no problem." Scathach felt relieved, "It's probably because of this bond that the servants were summoned to help you..."

She was a little worried at first, because the witch was obviously incompatible with other people's painting style, but now it seems that she can rest assured, after all, she was a helper summoned by the karma of Chaldea's group.

Maybe that's the reason.

The suppression force cannot provide unlimited support. After all, if it could have unlimited firepower, crazy airdrops of followers, and continuous summoning, then the problem of human incineration would have been solved long ago.

As long as the Heroic Soul Seat is still there and the infinite legions of servants rush in like a tide, what can't be defeated?

The fact is that Alaya's power is very weak, and the support he can provide is limited. Each singularity can only spontaneously summon a few followers with suitable conditions, and it is the same now.

The knights of the Round Table are the ones with the most suitable conditions and the heaviest obsessions. It is normal for them to be pulled over...

The Crowned Assassin is probably a trump card that he was able to summon with all his strength, and may have the ability to threaten the mysterious magician...

After that, there won’t be any extra shares to distribute, and maybe another Medea will be brought in based on who she is associated with Chaldea and others. However, the restraint force should not have the concept of "making up the numbers", so in its judgment, Medea should be a very important position.

At least a few more Knights of the Round Table, and a whole order of knights, might not be as effective as Medea... Therefore, Scathach did not look down on that innocent and lovable young girl. .

"Wait, I think..."

Bedivere, who wanted to speak for Merlin but was interrupted by fate in the middle, was still trying his best.

"Let's go down and take a look..." At this time, Da Vinci suggested.

Everyone is watching here, waiting for the girl to slowly climb to the top of the mountain. It would be a little too unfriendly.

After all, the opponent can also see the people in the watchtower. If he and others act too coldly at the beginning, it may affect the subsequent alliance relationship.

"Wait, I think..."

Bedivere watched with some despair as the group of people left the watchtower and went down to the castle. In the end, they still failed to explain even one sentence to Merlin. It seemed that everyone had no objection to the question just now... …

——It’s all Merlin’s fault anyway!

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"...Is the relationship between colleagues so bad?"

In the narrow tower, the Flower Magician held his chin in his hands with his eyes blank, looking completely helpless.

If he hadn't been paying attention to the development of the situation and knew that there was no human factor in it, he would have suspected that someone had secretly exerted influence and hinted to everyone, and then put the blame on himself.

Why? Why do the Knights of the Round Table have such misunderstandings and hostility towards themselves?

And there is Cathy Palug, the heartless little thing. She clearly and well-intentioned wanted to give it back its freedom. She sent it out of the small window of this claustrophobic tower and threw it directly from the height of twenty stories. This was the hope. It's the freedom to be exposed to things that are truly beautiful.

What a good result now, actually repaying kindness with enmity? !

No, that's not right! After all, it was that bastard Roman who set the rhythm in the first place. Even though there was no evidence whatsoever, he was able to directly insist that he was the one who did the good thing. As soon as he opened his mouth, he knew he was an old rhythm master!

The spirited Flower Magician took a deep breath, waved his staff gently, and mobilized his magic power.

Although it is true that he can't do anything for the time being, and he is not able to intervene like the previous North American Singularity... Because he will die, if he goes out now, the magician may be waiting for him.

However, it is still possible to launch a mental attack on Roman...

So, let’s update Magic☆Merry’s website first!

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The next morning.

The sun shines on the largest and northernmost island in the Heblis Islands in western Scotland. A group of people passed through the gate of the alien world, entered the real world from the Kingdom of Shadows, and appeared on an island called Skye. superior.

"What a terrifying concentration of magic power..."

Mashu perked up and looked around in astonishment, "Every time I take a breath, I can definitely feel the increase in magic power. There is almost no need for Master to provide magic support... By the way, Master, how do you feel now?" "

As if she suddenly remembered something, she looked at Fujimaru Ritsuka hurriedly.

"It feels like... there doesn't seem to be anything special. Miss Scathach's filtering technique is very effective..." The girl felt it carefully and nodded affirmatively.

"That's good. Before you can truly adapt to the environment of the Age of Gods, Miss Scathach's technique is necessary."

Da Vinci checked it carefully and nodded with relief.

"But it's too much. The concentration of magic power is too high. Modern humans will die just by breathing, which is no different from a vacuum."

"There's nothing we can do about it..." Dr. Roman's tired voice came from the communication, "This is a complete environment of the Age of Gods. It's not even the same world as the world we know. It has several dimensions. difference……"

"Doctor? What's wrong with your voice? It sounds so bad..." Fujimaru Ritsuka was slightly stunned.

"Ah, nothing, yawn... It's just that Magic☆Meili's website suddenly updated last night, and I chatted with her all night..." Roman seemed to react belatedly.

"Have you been chatting with her all night?" Da Vinci had a strange expression on his face, "Were you really chatting, instead of Romani, who kept talking to you and then the other party kept scolding you back?"

"Ahem, this is also a kind of chat..."

"Doctor... I feel sorry for you, but Internet idols are not living beings that naturally occur on the Internet... I think it's time for you to face reality." Matthew sighed, not knowing how to evaluate the doctor's question.

"Huh? It's so annoying. Magic☆Merry is real. She is so mean only because her manager is a scumbag."

"..."

"..."

Da Vinci blinked in confusion, feeling that there seemed to be something in Romani's words.

Could it be that he knows who is behind Magic☆Merry, and he is not really addicted to virtual idols, but is just indirectly exchanging information with the other party in this way?

(PS: Big failure... It's not the last time, orz, I've lost the courage to live...)