I picked Yuu out of a group of drunkards, handed him back to his sister, and then joined the circle of girls. Amid the bustle of the place, I felt that this was the only place that could give me a rare peace.

"Ellie, take care of my third brother and don't let him run around again."

"Marcus, you're here just in time!"

As soon as I showed up, the sharp-eyed Karen noticed me and grabbed me, "Tell me, which one do you think looks better?"

The girls all stared at me, asking questions non-stop with their eyes, as if they were going to destroy me if I didn't answer the right answer. What's going on in this desperate situation? I'm in Emiya and Shiki's script.

Already?

Huh? Is this such an explosive question right from the start? I just got up and brushed my teeth and passed by, so I wasn’t ready yet!

I immediately kept silent, feeling like the needle-pricking sight had turned into reality, and eventually evolved into numerous options stacked in front of my monitor, each pointing to a different Bad End!

...Speaking of which, if everything is a Bad End, it should be the legendary True End! Everyone is destined to die, right?

Also, what do you mean, even a little girl like Mei is staring at me? There is no such crazy option in my strategy guide!

Just when I was sweating coldly, fighting with each other, and planning to escape from this Shura field at the shortest distance, and find a random interstellar wilderness to fight pirates to spend the rest of my life, the jay squeezed in front of me and suddenly opened a piece of paper.

Drawing paper!

"Tell me which one you think looks better!"

On the broad white paper, there are different pictures. Some of the strokes are childish, some are simple, and some are gorgeous and beautiful. Different shapes are drawn with pencils, but they all revolve around a hexagonal shape.

Draw the pattern.

So it’s about judging paintings?

"I wish you had told me earlier!"

"What did you say earlier?" Karen looked at me suspiciously.

"...I thought they were judging calligraphy!"

I wiped a cold sweat and said, "What kind of competition is this?"

With his mouth full of food, Jay tried to explain the whole story seriously, "We are redrawing the tribe's totem! The original logo of the Brown Pond Tribe was not attractive enough. It must be because of this that the tribe has been unable to recruit new people!"

"I would like to ask, why do you have such a strange understanding?"

Jay Crow said distressedly: "Then why else could the tribe offer such high conditions and still not be able to recruit anyone willing to join?"

I rubbed my chin and thought for a moment. I wanted to change the condition to include food, housing, and a daughter-in-law, so that I could recruit a son-in-law who came to my house, right?

Then I suddenly felt someone exuding murderous aura. I turned around and saw that it was Berthold, who had just pretended to be drunk and exhausted, staring at me with his silver eyebrows.

...Found it!

Sure enough, as Conan said, the murderer is among us!

"...I think this pattern of six-sided flowers connected into a hexagon is the most distinctive! Who can refuse to become a hexagonal warrior?!"

I pointed to one of them and said casually, "Who painted this?"

Mei, who was wearing a ponytail, immediately raised her left hand happily.

"It's me!"

I touched her head and said, "You are indeed my student! Come and sing with me, we are the s!"

But just after singing this line, it has already aroused the anger of the girls.

This simple drawing method is clearly the work of a child. It seems that I deliberately made Mei's painting the best to block the gun, and there is no way I can fool it.

As the most mature member, Ellie narrowed her eyes and sighed first: "Marcus, don't always avoid problems. There are always things you need to think about."

What do you mean? This sounds like a big deal, right?

I quickly said: "Ellie, please don't make it difficult for me. Even I have to ask you to design a logo, how can I decide the outcome for you..."

Ellie chuckled and said angrily: "Then I haven't seen you use the logo I designed."

...Ah, the entire foundation has been affected by force majeure from the outside world, you can't blame me.

But having said that, I had no choice but to look at the paintings honestly again, at least to choose a more reliable winner among them.

Glancing around the rest of the pictures, the one with the hexagons filled with lace and squiggles must be Popley; and blending the hexagonal flowers into an icy snowflake is Ellie's style; take it seriously.

Lin should be the one who re-draws the graphics smoothly...

Hey, by the way, whoever drew a print has already prepared it and wants to publish it directly?

I frowned and thought, and sure enough I spotted a sneaky figure, obviously wearing the same sweet little dress as Popley, but it was as transparent as a watermark on the side of a TV show.

The Akarin girl blushed: "I have never learned painting, I only draw illustrations on the pages of books..."

Oh, I'm familiar with this one, Uchiha Du Fu, Pirates of the Caribbean Ouyang Xiu, and Speedy Otaku Guan Hanqing.

I looked down and found an even more outrageous picture.

The shape of this six-sided flower has been enlarged several times. It has clear edges and corners, and is painted with shadows to increase the sense of thickness. Six prisms are evenly distributed around it, surrounded by blazing flame patterns. There are also fuzzy eyes in the center.

It seems as if he is going to burn the whole world with this anger...

"What's the sudden change in the style of this thing? Did it come from the next competition area and got the theme of the competition wrong?"

I looked at everyone a little confused, "Who drew this?"

Karen stood up suddenly, clamped me under her armpits skillfully, pulled my hair hard, and said angrily: "Am I not good at painting? My father has taught me painting since I was a child!"

"No...nothing...blood, blood is going to flow...let it go..."

I can't breathe...

Kallen said reluctantly: "Jay and the others can't recruit people, it must be because there are only women and children left in the tribe, and there is no force to deter them! How can there be soldiers coming to join us!"

"So the hexagon I drew has a body with iron and copper walls, symbolizing unshakable majesty; surrounded by six flame grids, representing the domineering power that intimidate all directions. The core of the mouthless eye-shaped pattern means that the tribe's enemies are in

All the dead souls in the flames were terrified, and only admiring eyes remained!"

"This picture is called 'Six Fire Dead Souls'. Isn't it the best tribal totem?"

Kallen spoke plausibly and instantly received admiring glances from the girls around her. They all expressed that they could not believe that this most unreliable submission could have such an intention!

…But has anyone told you that this tribe, which you say is the enemy’s frightened enemy, is neither Dongchang nor Xichang, but just a garment and textile factory?

"I declare...the winner this time is Kallen..."

After hearing what I said, Karen reluctantly let go of her hand and tugged my hair with lingering interest.

There was firmness in my eyes, indicating that my decision was fair, just, open, reasonable and lawful, and I was definitely not blinded by anything - I wiped the nosebleed and thought like this.

"Then it's decided! I will announce the tribal totem update tomorrow!"

The jay put the scroll away triumphantly and announced to everyone.

Berthold was quite relaxed about things like this. He had already withdrawn his gaze, turned around and continued drinking.

Hey, is this really okay?!

They are all six anyway, right? Believe it or not, I will draw a six-year-old boy and let you walk on the golden road!

…………

I stood at the door of the tavern, watching the long night with the cold autumn wind, and a bright moon hanging high in the sky, so clear that no dust could be seen, spreading its quiet brilliance over the mountains and sea.

The Mads Mountain standing in the distance is silent, but the forest is stained with white frost under the moonlight, like a desolate and calm old man, irradiating all living beings with every breath, even if he doesn't care about our joys, sorrows and joys.

But he also resigned himself to it with indifference.

But on the other side, the vast sea is undulating, always surging with inner strength. The waves can even push the strong sea breeze, and the countless floating shadows that are broken into pieces after the reflection of the bright moon float into a boundless sea of ​​light.

Long Qian leaps to the eternal courage to persist in his own way.

I suddenly felt a little confused, just like anyone standing at a fork in the road. I didn’t know whether I should stand as still as Mount Marcus, or whether I should be as turbulent as the sea. No matter which way I go, time always rolls towards me.

In the future, there will no longer be a chance for people to hesitate and retreat, so how can they not be at a loss and be at a loss?

"Marcus, what are you thinking about?"

Ellie noticed my trance and secretly came to my side. Together we looked at the desolate night scene in the distance, and couldn't help but be overwhelmed by the scenery.

I said quietly: "I was thinking... I can never let Karen drink again in the future."

Ellie covered her mouth and smiled and said: "I'll pay attention next time. We only found out later that she secretly replaced grape juice with wine. As long as no one thought that she could drink juice continuously like drinking juice..."

Well, there can’t be a next time anyway.

Otherwise, with her wine quality, next time she drinks too much and fights a tiger, bumps into a mountain gate, or steals a wife from Gaolaozhuang, I won't be surprised at all.

Ellie's back was leaning against the door, and her flowing white dress seemed to be tainted with a touch of spirituality under the moonlight, revealing a texture that was more penetrating than the cold wind and more flawless than the bright moon.

"Marcus, I heard from Jay that you did a lot of things over there?" Ellie whispered, her tone as gentle as the night wind.

I touched my head: "It's nothing, it's just fate."

"Aren't you going to talk about it in detail? Kallen's blood was boiling after hearing this, and she kept clamoring to go to the Jay's tribe to see it and experience the exciting life."

My head suddenly felt dizzy.

"I hope she will forget it when she wakes up tomorrow. This is not a joke. And after so long, who knows how the situation will evolve."
To be continued...