"Ah... I can finally contact you... great..." Roman's voice was slightly hoarse and he was seriously tired.
After saying this, a dull voice came from the communication.
Boom.
"...Doctor? Doctor Roman?" Fujimaru Ritsuka shouted a few words and frowned.
"What happened? Why didn't you say anything?" Da Vinci also realized that something was wrong and hurried over.
The communication is indeed maintained, but there is no answer from the other side of the communication.
Suddenly, a rustling voice came from the other end of the communication, and then I remembered a somewhat panicked male voice.
"Ah, Fujimaru, Mashu, Miss Leonardo, I am Munir, can you hear me?"
"Mr. Munir, what happened in Chaldea? What happened to Dr. Roman?" Fujimaru Ritsuka was naturally familiar with Munir. It would be better to say that she was familiar with everyone in Chaldea, so she asked.
While Munir was talking to Fujimaru Ritsuka, he looked helplessly and uncomfortably at the figure lying on the control room console: "Well... Doctor Roman just passed out.
I have been here all the time, and I have hardly moved except for going to the toilet. Maybe I am a little too tired..."
Fujimaru Ritsuka and Mashu looked at each other and sighed.
"Roman is indeed very tired. He is obviously not a genius, but he arranges everything so well." Mona Lisa also temporarily lost her smile and sighed slightly for her friend.
"Mr. Munir, could you please send Dr. Roman to the rest room? And then see if you can call Miss Lawrence over." Fujimaru Ritsuka asked Munir.
"Okay, as long as you ask, we at Chaldea are willing to do it." Munir readily agreed.
Chaldea is a very united group. Fujimaru Ritsuka put herself in danger for the whole world. Every member of Chaldea respects this little girl.
Munir temporarily cut off the communication. He should have gone to arrange for Dr. Roman. He called Lawrence by the way. Several people in the singularity were somewhat silent.
"It's really hot here...and it's so dry. It feels even hotter than the desert..." Liao Ye wiped the sweat from his body and grinned as he looked at the land.
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Da Vinci closed his eyes and felt the surrounding environment.
"The temperature is 48°C, the relative humidity is 0%, and the magic concentration in the air is unimaginably high... Well, it's exactly what a barren land should have." She gave information about the current environment.
"...This era should not be in this environment." Fujimaru Ritsuka took two steps forward and said seriously.
All that could be seen within the field of vision was desolation, not even a few tumbleweeds could be seen, and some scattered human and animal bones could be seen, but they were all broken into pieces.
Although behind him was a forbidden land like the desert, Fujimaru Ritsuka felt that perhaps everything in front of him was even more ruthless.
After waiting for a while, Chaldea's communication was connected again, and this time a very familiar voice came.
"Master, Mashu, it's me, can you hear me?"
Lawrence sat on the stool at the console, looked at the big screen and called into the communication line.
"Can you hear me, Miss Lawrence, has Dr. Roman gone to take a rest?" Fujimaru Ritsuka asked.
"Well, Munir told me that I used magic to help him relax, and he should be sleeping in the infirmary now." Lawrence also sighed, and then quickly became serious again, "Then, let me report
What was your situation before? Was there any accident?"
"Yes, is us......"
Fujimaru Ritsuka and Leonardo da Vinci gave a brief report to Lawrence.
"Singularity of metamorphosis, chaotic time and space, White Knight, Pharaoh Ozymandias, King Arthur riding a dragon..." Lawrence frowned and muttered these key words.
"So, your next step is to go east to the Holy Capital? Go and see the Holy Capital built on the ruins of the Holy City, and what is the situation with King Arthur who is actually accompanying the dragon?" Lawrence asked
road.
"Well, as a cancer rooted in this singular point, we must understand it. After all, we are here to solve the problem." Fujimaru Ritsuka nodded, "Miss Lawrence, can the map be retrieved from Chaldea now?
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"Okay, I'll look for it."
Lawrence was still able to use Chaldea's complex console operating system for the time being. After some fiddling, he finally brought up the map and put it on the big screen.
"The direction of the Holy City is to the northeast of you, but there is not much north. You want to go due east. When you need to tilt north... it's about time that guy Roman woke up."
"Yes, we understand." Nodding, Fujimaru Ritsuka cut off the communication and looked back at the few people who still had fighting capacity.
"Next, let's switch to walking. Miss Lawrence said that there are a lot of magic reactions in this desolate land. The speed of the universal vehicle is still too slow. If it cannot be fast enough, this kind of relatively noisy vehicle is still
It would be better to discard it as soon as possible." Fujimaru Ritsuka looked at Leonardo da Vinci and said.
"I have no objection." Da Vinci didn't feel bad either. That kind of thing was originally a temporary, semi-finished product with a very short lifespan.
"Well, let's set off."
...
Due east of Fujimaru Ritsuka and others, at the foot of a crater.
The dragons flapped their wings and roared wantonly at the crowds of people fleeing below.
And on the back of one of them, a particularly large blue-gray flying dragon with scales that looked like bricks, stood a human figure.
The figure was dressed in light armor, with a sad look on his face, holding a long bow that looked like a harp in his hand, and his soft and beautiful red hair was fluttering in the wind, beautiful...but scary.
"You can't escape... Hassan, you should make an agreement with me not to move a finger before you take off your own head, instead of letting me..."
He murmured softly in his mouth and was about to pull the bowstring in his hand.
"I told you not to move——."
Suddenly, another high-pitched and angry voice interrupted his mumbling and the movements of his hands.
He looked in the direction where the sound came from, and his squinted eyes suddenly opened for a moment, with surprise in his eyes.
That...silver-white armor?
"...Annoqing?"
He subconsciously said the name of the person who came.
Annuo stood in the distance, looking at the red-haired knight sadly, with gritted teeth in his voice.
"Look at you now...Tristan."
"Look at yourself."
"Are you really qualified to be called a Knight of the Round Table?"
Annuo's hand holding Bai Chao was trembling, trembling with anger.