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Chapter 2000 Fuma Kotaro

"Mr. Fuma Kotaro!?"

After Fujimaru Ritsuka saw the "boy's" face clearly, his eyes suddenly widened.

Isn’t this—the servant she contracted with Chaldea, Fuma Kotaro!

Why did he appear in this place? Obviously, he couldn't get in touch with Chaldea before!

"Lord..."

Fuma Kotaro looked particularly weak.

But for the time being, he can still recognize his master, Fujimaru Ritsuka.

"Fortunately, my lord, you are... safe and sound..."

thump--

After saying this, Fuma Kotaro suddenly lost consciousness and passed out on the ground.

"Hey!? Passed out!? I said you - are you okay!"

Musashi was startled by Kotaro who suddenly fainted, and quickly wanted to check what was wrong with Kotaro.

"Give him to me first."

Samura took the initiative and carried the unconscious Kotaro on his back.

"I happened to kill a few real bandits earlier and got some money from them. Let's find a quiet place first - this person is a servant."

Zuocun said seriously.

And he is also a servant of Chaldea.

...

After getting a room in a hotel and letting Kotaro rest for two hours, Fujimaru Ritsuka used contact methods to replenish Kotaro's magic, Fuma Kotaro finally recovered a little bit.

"I'm sorry, Lord, I'm too embarrassed..."

Fuma Kotaro's voice was still a little weak.

"Mr. Kotaro, what's the situation over there in Chaldea?"

Fujimaru Ritsuka asked anxiously.

"My Lord, I have been...sleeping and unable to wake up. I came here to..."

Although he recovered, he only recovered a little, and Kotaro still seemed a little confused.

But he still finished a paragraph intermittently.

"Bring the lord's consciousness back..."

"Other servants can't do it..."

"just me......"

"Calm down a little first, Mr. Kotaro. It's not too late to recover before you finish."

Fujimaru Ritsuka put her hands on Fuma Kotaro's arms and said helplessly.

"No, I must... tell the lord... I must tell the lord... all the circumstances..."

"Leonardo Da Vinci was close to Miss Lawrence, and that one, Mr. Sherlock Holmes said, maybe because of... fate... and the relationship of the times..."

"I don't know the other specific reasons..."

Fuma Kotaro seems to really want to pass on as much information as possible.

But because his magic power has been replenishing, his condition is indeed getting better little by little.

"In short, my lord, you have fallen into a dream that you cannot wake up from."

"I'm here to...save you..."

"But, Mr. Samura, you...?"

He looked at Anno Zuomura sitting next to him with a blank expression.

"I am an independent servant summoned in this singularity. The Zuomura you are talking about should be Assassin's me."

Zuo Cun smiled faintly.

"Thank you for your hard work, Feng Mo."

"As for now, let's take a rest first."

Fuma Kotaro nodded, closed his eyes, and fell asleep in less than a second.

Although he is a Servant, under certain circumstances, he still needs sleep to restore his energy to a certain extent.

"He looks so bad, does he really not need to see a doctor?"

Musashi looked at Fuma Kotaro's livid face, looking a little worried.

"As long as the servant replenishes the magic power in time, there will be no problem. Even if a limb is broken, it can be restored as long as it is not blocked by magic, so there is no need to worry."

Samura explained the characteristics of the servant.

"Well, it's really convenient to think about being a Servant... So how can I become the Servant you call me?"

Musashi looked very interested.

"It's very simple, just die."

Zuo Cun said expressionlessly.

"......never mind."

Musashi's face twitched.

"And becoming a servant means that there is no possibility for you to continue to become stronger. Everything about you will be fixed at the moment of death."

Zuocun continued to explain.

Musashi was stunned for a moment, then sighed.

"I still thought that I could spend all my time eating and sleeping practicing sword skills. There is no possibility of becoming stronger... Then it is better to be alive."

She touched the hilt of her sword.

If you can't become stronger and can't always understand the way of the sword, then your endless life and intact body are meaningless things.

"But did this guy cross the world and come here to save Ritsuka?"

Her eyes returned to Fuma Kotaro.

"Furthermore, Fuma Kotaro...if nothing else, it's the Fuma Kotaro, right?"

Musashi looked at Fuma Kotaro lying there, still sleeping, in wonder.

"The leader of the fifth-generation Fuuma ninja group...if you look closely, he is a bit older than you thought?"

"However, he also came here with the awareness that he would die. He seems to be a very loyal retainer."

"It's just a common thing for a ninja to give up his life for his master, but to do it to the extent of traveling across the world..."

She looked at Fuma Kotaro with a hint of admiration in her eyes.

"However, since he can be so willing to risk his life to do something...that explains it."

"Litsuka, I'm afraid your situation is not optimistic."

Musashi turned his eyes to Fujimaru Ritsuka and became a little serious.

"He just said that your consciousness fell into a deep sleep and fell into a dream that you cannot wake up from."

Samura sat on one side, holding his chest and repeating what Kotaro just said.

"So, you came to the dream?"

"Or is it actually me who broke into your dream?"

"Hmm...could it be that this is why I often see acquaintances?"

Fujimaru Ritsuka scratched his head.

"No, it shouldn't be. Otherwise, why would I still meet my acquaintances?"

Zuo Cun spread his hands.

"Well...actually, based on my experience, this world is unlikely to be like a dream."

Musashi stood up, walked to the window of the inn room, opened the window, and looked down at the bustling street below.

Noisy, noisy, but full of people.

"Generally speaking, when you travel through the world through dreams, you cannot see things clearly, or the things you see are not what you want to see."

"Because you use your consciousness to 'see', you often see some strange things."

"However, the situation you mentioned cannot be denied...I'm sorry, I can only give you an ambiguous answer."

Musashi shook his head, his expression a little helpless.

After visiting the rustic city, my doubts not only did not decrease, but actually increased several times.

but--

At least it's not all without gain.

It's also a good thing to be able to determine the status of Ritsuka, isn't it?


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