Among the differentiated individuals of Root Thread, many have casual personalities and can even be said to be shady.
Oceanus has a generous character, Ananu has one, and Noerla occasionally has some bad intentions. Of course, Noerla's bad intentions are more to make you happy.
The Hei Laoden in front of him was different from Ocean and Ananu, and Lawrence felt a little... indescribable.
"All in all, just find a way to win."
"For that kid Ritsuka, this is the only way to go at the moment."
"have a good rest."
Hei Laodeng patted his motorcycle and walked back to the underground space.
"Can we only win...?"
Lawrence was sitting on Artoria's motorcycle, with a little regret in his expression.
Sometimes she really feels it's unfair.
Especially when watching Fujimaru Ritsuka face the new crisis and still choose to face it with great strength, it feels even more unfair.
The name "Savior" sounds nice, but in reality the weight is not something that a teenage girl should bear.
Lawrence and Mashu followed Fujimaru Ritsuka through seven singular points, from Orleans to Mesopotamia, and then to the Temple of Time. They witnessed how Fujimaru Ritsuka used his hands step by step.
He walked through seven singular points with force, and even Lawrence was absent from one of the singular points.
No matter which enemy is in the singularity, it is difficult to defeat, or even almost impossible to defeat.
Vortigern Fafner of Orleans, Attila of Rome, the entangled four demonic pillars on the sea, Adrosson of London, the Mad King of North America, the Lion King of the Middle East, Mesopotamia
The two Beasts of Tiamat and Abzu.
And, the false magic king in the Temple of Time, Goetia.
That child, that child has obviously fought so hard, and has obviously been walking with the fate of the entire world on his back for a whole year, but he still can't rest.
Why?
Lawrence's fists clenched.
If fate really exists, is it too cruel to the child Fujimaru Ritsuka?
Matthew has grown up in Chaldea since she was a child. Her life is a blank slate. Even if she encounters some shocking things, she will not be shaken. Because she has never experienced that kind of beauty, she can face hardships calmly.
.
Lawrence walked through her life completely, from being picked up by Aunt Anna and Uncle Fedino to passing away quietly while sitting at her desk. Everything she experienced allowed her to face it with strength and calmness.
An immediate disaster.
But Fujimaru Ritsuka, she was really just an ordinary girl before she came to Chaldea.
Then this ordinary girl was still not allowed to rest after saving the world, but had to continue fighting.
"How...a little too cruel, isn't it?"
Lawrence lowered his head, his bangs covering the shadows, and his voice trembled.
...
There is no concept of daytime in Shinjuku at this moment.
But Archer still woke up.
Then two black holy swords were placed on his neck.
"...The sword leaves a man behind."
Facing the murderous intent of the two Sabers, Archer chose to raise his hands.
"Tell me your real name, or you'll get beaten."
Annuo pointed to the baseball bat that was placed next to him with a pile of nails on it.
"No, no, no, please give me a chance first."
Archer suddenly felt a chill.
"What chance do you have, have you forgotten what you fought with us?"
Artoria narrowed her eyes, with murderous intent in her eyes.
"Wha, what the hell? I have fought with you before, no, this lady, this seems to be the first time we have met."
Archer said with tears in his eyes.
"First meeting? Don't be pretentious!"
Arturia looks sharp.
"To be honest, if I hadn't been able to see that you were really sincerely protecting Ritsuka, I might not have knocked you out, but just cut you down with a sword."
Annuo's smile was somewhat cruel.
"Well...if Archer is really an enemy, why did he save me?"
Fujimaru Ritsuka also looked a little doubtful about this.
"Ah, about that... I just remember that I seemed to be moving subconsciously at that time. In fact, I don't understand it at all?"
Archer smiled sarcastically at Anno and Artoria.
"So, so we are probably on the same side? Big brother and sister, can you move the sword away first?"
"First explain clearly what your relationship is with the man we fought against!"
Artoria said sharply.
"Ah... you actually fought against him?"
Archer's face finally showed a look of surprise.
"You can still survive a fight. Your skills look pretty good."
"They look exactly the same and have the same aura. Don't tell me that you two have nothing to do with each other."
Annuo's other hand had already picked up the baseball bat, grinning.
"A three-year-old child wouldn't believe that kind of thing, right?"
"Uh... Okay, I'll explain, I'll explain everything. In short, in short, you should keep your swords farther away. It will be very scary when facing friendly forces."
Archer pushed Anno and Artoria's swords away, smiling ingratiatingly.
Anno and Artoria looked at each other and put away the holy sword.
Then Anno picked up the baseball bat, and Artoria put finger grips on both hands.
Archer's face jerked.
"Yes, it's a clone - I'm that man's clone!"
"No, actually, to be precise, it should be something like residue?"
"Remnants?"
Several people frowned together.
"You can probably understand, right? For the sake of the purity of a certain characteristic of my spiritual base, I cut off everything except this part. I am the part that was cut off. My real name was taken away, and my power was close to
No, that’s why I don’t want to give my real name.”
There was a look of tears on his face.
"Hmm... is it like the separation of good and evil in anime works?"
Da Vinci gave an example.
"Tiger Charm?"
Fujimaru Ritsuka tilted her head.
"Ah... what about the part that says I am kind?" Archer looked a little surprised and a little happy.
"Hmm...Da Vinci, dear, what did you say?"
"The spiritual base does seem to be incomplete." Da Vinci gave a positive answer.
"Oh! I'm really kind! What about this setting...it always feels cool?" Archer fell into a complacent state, and then frowned again, "
By the way, am I, the evil one, a little too strong?"