Lost Narrative Poetry

Probably I have never seen such a miraculous unfolding, and I have never even thought that such a thing would happen.

Therefore, Fujimaru Ritsuka's mind is in a state that he cannot turn around at all. Not only is it completely blank, it is also in a state of confusion. When he walks, it feels like he is stepping on cotton, as light as if he is in the clouds, and the whole person is in a fog. At a loss.

——She even wondered if she was dreaming now?

——Or maybe he is simply dead, but his remaining consciousness is still trapped in some kind of magic, experiencing such unrealistic dreams?

Maybe this is the other party's last mercy and goodwill? Want to make your death less painful?

Snapped!

"Ugh! It hurts!"

The pain on her forehead suddenly made the girl scream, but it also successfully interrupted her random thoughts. She covered her forehead with tears in her eyes.

Xia Ran, who acted righteously and directly gave the girl a ruthless blow to the brain, took back his fingers in time, raised his eyebrows, and looked at her helplessly: "In a sense, your imagination is still It’s really rich enough, but it’s best not to think too much…”

"Huh?...Do you know what I'm thinking?" Fujimaru Ritsuka was stunned for a moment, and then asked subconsciously.

"I don't know, it's just that your expression is so wonderful. I can tell what you are thinking just by looking at it." The magician replied calmly, and then ignored these guys who were too fragile to accept. He turned around and waved his hand. Walk towards the door.

"Okay, come down when you feel better, and go to the restaurant on the second floor... Well, Tonatiu will show you the way anyway, you can just ask yourself when the time comes."

He was quite free and easy. He left as soon as he said it. He didn't say anything else to the Chaldeans. After leaving these words behind, he left the top floor.

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A group of people were left standing there, looking at each other in shock, without speaking for a long time.

The air was unusually quiet, as if it could sting people's eardrums, and no one made a sound.

But this can't be blamed on them, after all, who could have imagined that it would be such a result? The turn was so fast and sharp that basically no one could react, so they were thrown out of the lane and fell to death...

Not to mention Fujimaru Ritsuka and Mashu, everyone else is basically like this. Including Scathach and Leonardo da Vinci, the two wise geniuses were all the same. Their faces were quite strange, and they seemed to be completely unable to react. Their thinking was probably extremely chaotic.

"Really...just let us go?"

Ma Xiu finally recovered some of her thinking ability. She looked at the others around her in confusion, and said hesitantly in a rather uncertain tone.

"It seems... it seems like this... What on earth is this person thinking? Did he give up his plan so simply?" Da Vinci also felt confused. She looked at Fujimaru Ritsuka with some doubts: "Ritsuka, Did you do something..."

"Me? What can I do?" The girl was even more puzzled by this than she was. She shook her head one after another, shaking her head like a rattle.

"But it seems like he recognized you because of something..." Da Vinci frowned slightly, thinking carefully about everything just now, trying to understand the magician's tone, expression and word choice. Make sentences and other details to infer the truth.

"I..." Fujimaru Ritsuka continued to shake his head, and was about to deny it, but then he seemed to think of something, and suddenly he was not sure.

"It's useless to think too much. What you say here is just your own guess... If you really don't understand, just ask him directly." At this time, the Queen of the Kingdom of Shadows took a deep breath and gave a direct answer. The simplest solution is to look at the direction where the magician disappeared with complicated eyes.

Scathach couldn't explain how complicated her current emotions were, but it was definitely not a fluke after a disaster, nor was there any feeling of relief. This was the only thing she could be sure of...

After all, what happened to this kind of development that was so lightly spared and let go even though it had all the advantages? As a pure Celtic warrior, she has never experienced such "humiliation" in the past long years——

There were people who didn't take her seriously, and showed such contempt and indifference... They even didn't treat her as an enemy at all, not from the beginning to the end.

It seems that there is no hostility, nor is it directed at anyone, but because there is no need to despise anyone, he has the mentality of despising everyone.

However, Scathach also knows that his "Celtic Warrior" sentiment is unreasonable. It is natural for the winner to take all. The winner gets everything and the loser gets nothing. Since the magician is the absolute winner, what he wants to do with the losers is naturally his own business.

It is impossible to say that the winner cannot implement his own will, but the loser is qualified to point out such things, right?

Moreover, she is also a measured person, and of course she will not put Chaldea in danger just because of her emotions. After all, this is indeed the best outcome right now. The magician is willing to change his plans and ideas and let Chaldea and others go...

"Would you like to ask directly? That's right..."

Little Miss Medea, who had always seemed to have something on her mind and looked melancholy and lovable, frowned slightly, and then relaxed quickly, seemingly feeling that what Scathach said was very important. It made sense, and it seemed like she had finally made up her mind.

She seemed to be talking to herself, and also seemed to be talking to Da Vinci and others beside her: "If I can't get confirmation, no matter what I say, it can only be a guess!"

After saying these words, the girl, who looked as innocent as a white lily, nodded gently to a few people, then followed them quickly with light steps, and quickly disappeared outside the door.

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"Ms. Medea...what does she mean..." Fujimaru Ritsuka was a little confused and didn't understand what was going on at all. But even if she didn't know anything, she had some feeling. It seemed that Miss Medea was here. To express something vaguely.

Da Vinci and Scathach looked at each other, and then their expressions were somewhat subtle.

"It seems like she knows... But it's no wonder, we did it so obviously. Of course she will know that we are deliberately alienating her and guarding against her." Scathach rubbed his eyebrows with a headache. This matter is indeed the case. What they did was a bit unethical.

But there is nothing that can be done, because there are many doubts about Medea, and there are too many things that are questionable, and the Knights of the Round Table have also proved that Scathach's initial worries are not unreasonable, and the situation is precarious. The team is already in such a difficult situation that it really can't afford another setback.

But Miss Medea was obviously not stupid. She seemed to be aware of her alienation and defensiveness from the beginning, but she didn't say anything or defend herself.

From the current point of view, she probably knows that it is useless to talk about it, and it seems that she can't explain it herself, and she even suspects that there is something wrong with her current world, right? So now I plan to go over and ask if it has anything to do with that magician? Did you just say this lightly and explain yourself a little bit?

"Is that so?" After hearing Da Vinci's explanation, Fujimaru Ritsuka finally understood, and suddenly felt a little embarrassed, feeling as if he had done something wrong as a master.

He didn't even discover these things, which was really a dereliction of duty.

"Actually, this has nothing to do with you, Ritsuka, and she probably won't blame you... Forget it, there's no point in talking about it at this time. Let's catch up and take a look."

Da Vinci said casually, but she didn't think it was anything.

After all, the wrong result does not mean that everything must be denied. It is better to say that in that situation, if they are not more vigilant and wary, they really don't want to live.

"You go ahead, I won't go..." Mordred, with a gloomy face, said sadly, "It's not interesting at all."

She now had some doubts as to why she was here. She felt like she was here to be tortured.

It is absolutely impossible for her to reconcile with her father. This is impossible. Just as his father has not said a word to her, she has nothing to say to her father.

When confronting his father before, Mordred seemed to have found his own meaning in life and value of existence, but now...that magician actually gave up on his conspiracy just like that? And there is the father, what is going on?

Why does it seem that no matter whether he has been eroded by divinity or not, whether he is King Arthur or a completely deified incarnation of the Holy Spear, he seems to be unconditionally on the same side as the magician? After the magician gave up, he didn't have any opinions at all?

Isn't this your obsession? Why do you obey that guy so unconditionally?

It’s so irritating! So irritating!

Mordred felt very uncomfortable, but she didn't know how to be angry, or who she should be angry with, and she didn't know what right she had to be angry, so she felt even more uncomfortable and felt extremely aggrieved... especially when she was now In this situation, he is simply not human inside and out.

Not as good as the group of Knights of the Round Table who decisively swore to follow the King from the very beginning...

What should she, a rebellious knight, do now? Since there is no reason to stand against King Arthur anymore, what is the meaning of her existence? So it felt really uncomfortable. She had no reason to continue to be hostile, but she had no hope of returning to the round table anyway.

Chaldea and her opponent turned enemies into friends, and the result of the direct reconciliation was that she was the only one who was abandoned, and she was caught in the middle and neither party could please them!

Hate! It’s really annoying!

"Mordred..."

Matthew hesitated and wanted to say something, but was pulled back by Leonardo da Vinci. The latter winked at her repeatedly. This kind of thing cannot be resolved by a few words of comfort from outsiders, especially when it involves such a tragic family ethics of a father and a filial son.

Outsiders like them are really not qualified to make irresponsible remarks. No matter what they say, they will definitely offend one of the parties. It is better not to say anything. In this situation, it is best to leave some space for Mordred to be alone. This is the best way to deal with it.

Mashu felt a little guilty, and Fujimaru Ritsuka was also quite uneasy, but they also knew that this was the best way. Untimely concern was a sign of KY not being able to read the atmosphere.

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After everyone's footsteps disappeared and everyone left the space, Mordred was the only one left at the scene.

"What on earth am I...?"

She lowered her head and laughed to herself, hearing her own voice echoing in the empty hall.

"No matter how much I think about it, it's just a guess. Why not go and confirm it directly? Isn't that what they said? This is the guideline..."

At this time, a voice with a teasing smile sounded behind her, which immediately startled her. She turned around excitedly and found that the magician had appeared behind her at some point, looking at her with a smile.

"What are you doing?! Do you want to die?!" Mordred was angry and annoyed. She was not afraid of this person at all. Instead, she was angry that the other person saw her "vulnerable" performance just now, so she pretended to be vicious. His expression concealed the shame and anger in his heart, and he said angrily.

"Girl, I see that you have wonderful bones and are like a king. I have a plan..."

Xia Ran didn't pay attention to Mordred's rudeness. Perhaps in his opinion, the girl's pretentiousness was just a ferocious expression of small animals such as kittens and puppies making milky sounds.

So he just smiled and spoke out his funny thoughts.

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"...This singularity has been distorted to such an extent that it is not an exaggeration to call it a false history based on wrong choices and wrong prosperity. In other words, the original goal has been achieved and it has become the "Lostbelt". It is incompatible with the original human history..."

The sound of footsteps echoed in the corridor. The magician and the blond, blue-eyed, slender girl knight walked side by side, and they gestured enthusiastically to explain their thoughts.

"...After all, around the fifth century AD, it had already developed to this extent. The planet was full of mystery, magic and fantasy species, and it obviously deviated seriously from human principles... How can we connect it with the normal history of later generations? How about getting up and rounding out the logic, cause and effect and other details?"

This is impossible. Being cut off as an "unnecessary thing" is its only ending.

Otherwise, it will really subvert the original human principles and replace the original human history as the correct history...

As for the original world and original history, they will naturally be destroyed. Just as there is competition in life, there is victory and defeat in history, and only one of them can exist.

However, Xia Ran has a solution. It does not require sacrificing one world to fulfill another world——

"Because the world is not only one, but extends infinitely like the phenomenon produced by the comparison of two mirrors, and therefore there will not be only one world in the future. I have taken this world line out of the phenomenon selection tree and placed it inside myself permanently The unfolding of sex…”

There is already a vast inner heaven and earth in his body, and he already has a sufficient foundation of source material. It is the fertile soil that can allow huge existing phenomena to take root, sprout, and thrive. It can slowly breed complete and huge things from scratch. The world can also be directly integrated with event records to reproduce the mirror image of the other side of time and space.

Therefore, the world lines that have been abandoned, deleted, and cut in this universe can be completely transferred to his body to be fused and continue to evolve existing events... It will not be denied, but will unfold the world within a certain existence itself. and laws, becoming the unique point of walking.

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Arturia had a sullen face and remained silent. She just let the magician follow her and talk nonchalantly.

This one-man show lasted for a long time, and Xia Ran finally couldn't stand the low pressure. The girl had never been angry with herself, but it also meant that once she got serious, she would usually be particularly serious.

He breathed softly, and helplessly stretched out his hand to hold Artoria's hand: "Okay, okay, don't be angry... Regarding Bedivere, I did hide something from you. , let me tell you now, it is actually like this..."

"That's not it!" The girl whose hand was grabbed broke away several times angrily, but was unable to break free and could only stare at him angrily.

"Um?"

"I mean, I know Master, there must be a reason for you to do this, but I don't like this!" Artoria gritted her teeth, "Even if it's for my own good, I don't want to be hidden like this. I have these things myself. The right to know and make the decision whether or not to accept it, isn’t it?”

"Ah? Oh, yes, of course you have the right to know." Xia Ran nodded in agreement. At this time, she said whatever she said.

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"...So, let's not do it again!" Clenching her fists tightly, Arturia was angry at his perfunctory behavior, but she had no choice but to say angrily.

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"Why do not you speak?"

After a period of silence, Arturia became even more angry, and she could be heard faintly grinding her teeth.

She felt that she had been very magnanimous. She just revealed the matter so simply, not wanting to argue too much with him and holding on to him... But why didn't this man even give him the most basic guarantee?

Still no answer, Xia Ran's eyes wandered towards the empty direction of the corridor, wondering if she had time to save her now...