"Don't worry, you'll be fine, haha..." Merlin was sweating profusely, hurriedly performing his magic on the figure in front of him, blinking rapidly, looking very panicked.
"You..." The man lying on the ground seemed to want to say something.
He was wearing earth-colored armor, with vines and flowers growing on his body. What was more attractive was——
He has no arms.
One of the arms was still nearby, but the other arm was completely missing.
The man lying on the ground like a mummy opened his eyes with difficulty and tried his best to say something.
"king......"
"eight......"
"Egg......"
...
Lawrence was locked up.
She sat on the stool, somewhat doubtful about life.
Roman and Leonardo da Vinci locked her in the infirmary and warned her sternly: "You are not allowed to leave this room until your spiritual condition is completely restored to normal!"
Lawrence's current condition is difficult to cure with normal magic. If you want to return to normal quickly, you have to use command spells. However, Fujimaru Ritsuka doesn't have a single command spell at the moment, and uses precious command spells at singular points.
Besides, there is still nothing wrong with Lawrence's mind.
Looking at the locked door, Lawrence sighed helplessly.
Won't you go...?
If I don’t go, I’m still a little worried...
Forget it, instead of thinking wildly here, it's better to recover from your injuries as soon as possible, and then you can continue to follow and protect Ritsuka's child.
Let’s continue to study the thought key pattern first...
In addition to Lawrence, the thing that Lawrence and Leonardo developed together was also in the infirmary...
And at this moment.
The cracks in the thinking disk.
The figure who survived in the crack finally showed a happy expression.
"very good."
He walked out of the gap, raised his head, and looked into nothingness.
That path is unique and easy to find.
Lawrence established a new, simple thought board based on Gran Cavallo's thought board.
This thing was called by Lawrence:
Similar to a thought board.
The continuation of this pseudo-thought disk technique was rightfully named "quasi-thought key pattern" by Lawrence.
Because it had been conceived for a long time, Lawrence completed the construction of the pseudo-thinking disk just through the magic power of Sheba, but if he wanted to expand it slightly, he would need more time.
But for some things, even a little space is enough.
"To be able to complete the simulation of the thought disk, even I can't do this, is really a genius."
Pausing in the path of the thought key pattern, the man spoke in admiration, and then continued: "No, it should be said...there are simply not many people who can do this."
Not only was the Thought Disk special in nature and complex in structure, but it was also surprisingly large in size. Lawrence did not pursue an excessively large size, but only copied part of the complex structure, and then added part of his own understanding before completing it.
This is the construction of the so-called "quasi-thinking disk".
But even so, it is genius enough.
Avoiding Lawrence's weak perception, the figure passed through Lawrence and transitioned from the thought disk to the simulated thought disk in an instant.
Lawrence is currently the only path linking the Thought Disk and the Simulated Thought Disk.
"Huh?" Lawrence felt that there seemed to be something strange, but he kept this link like a thought disk and felt it carefully, but he didn't feel anything.
"...Is it still a little unstable? We still need to continue to expand..."
She murmured without any thought of resting, she just lowered her head and was busy.
...
In the void.
It's still the same scene.
Gray walls, windows with no view, two brown leather sofas, a coffee table, and a tea set on the coffee table. The tea in the tea set is still steaming and rising slowly.
It can be seen that the owner here does not seem to have any intention of cleaning up the place.
But he is not here now.
But another figure appeared.
"Well, it is indeed better to meet this one in a younger state." The young man with a face like a crown jewel and wearing a plain robe appeared in this modern and simple-looking room, and took a look at his image.
He nodded with satisfaction.
As if sensing the appearance of this young master, the master here also appeared in a burst of distortion.
It can be seen that he is a little confused.
Then, a look of understanding appeared on his face as well.
There was a smile in his tone, and he took the initiative to say:
"I see, then, do you want to sign a heroic spirit contract with me?"
"Of course." The young master... Xiang Chao nodded, "This is the purpose of my coming here."
"This is my...purpose that has been dormant for thousands of years."
There was a glint in his eyes and a trace of relief as he spoke sadly.
...
In Utopia, in the sea of blooming flowers, a figure sat up slowly and with difficulty.
His right arm has been reattached, but the sword in his hand is missing.
But there is another sword on his waist.
Zheng——
"Oh my god!"
Well, the speed of drawing the sword has not slowed down too much, and the blade is still very sharp.
Merlin sat in the sea of flowers, smiling bitterly with lingering fear.
"Let me tell you, even in this situation, there is no need for you to kill me."
"I always thought...you are sometimes...unreliable..." The figure's throat was still hoarse. Although his body was no longer dry and stiff, it was still
It was very difficult to move.
His eyes were fixed on the culprit who caused all this, and although his tone was slow, he was obviously annoyed.
"But, the key thing is...there shouldn't be too much of a mistake...Merlin."
"But this time..."
Zheng——
Another sword strike.
"Wow——"
"I think you're a...complete...ass."
He said this with gritted teeth.
"There is no other way. Don't take it to heart." Although Merlin was slashed twice, he still smiled and looked like he was in need of a beating. "After all, I don't have the precise summons of Chaldea."
Ritual, it is still difficult to summon you through that method, so I can only use this as a last resort."
"How are you feeling now, Annoqing?"
"I...want to beat you up now."
The earth-colored armor on his body had been cleaned, revealing the original silvery white underneath, which shone brightly in the sunlight.
And his master had already stood up, looking silently at the half-nightmare standing opposite.
"Let's wait until you beat me up." Merlin smiled and shook his head, his expression became serious.
"You should know the one over there, right? White Knight."