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Chapter 39 Not Returned

Overlord's different world, the country of Titania, the large underground cave in the center——

Star came to the calendar hanging on the wall next to the "World in Pictures" frame and turned the calendar back to the last page.

This is not a calendar corresponding to the world calendar, but a record book simply for recording the running time of the "World in Pictures".

"Ah, Pisi has been there for the third year. Since he doesn't want to come back and has not died to escape, does that mean he is living a good life? It seems that the Xingyue World is really good?" Star looked at it.

Calendar, talking to myself.

Although this is Star's special room and she often stays here, she does not pay attention to ordinary experimental subjects every day, nor does she specifically hang up a calendar. Only this time when Crounpis went in, she would not pay attention to it every day.

Everyone will come to take a look and turn the next page on the calendar.

"How about... I'll go and have a look too? Since Leather has chosen Kotomine Kirei, I won't be possessed by Emiya Kiritsugu, right? Well, if I replace the Leather with the painting in the middle, it will be forced to pop up, so forget it.

.”

He was used to this kind of daily routine. After Star read it, he returned to the table in the corner of the room, opened a large drawer, took out a stack of paper filled with writing, and then added new paper to the drawer.

There is a skeletal hand holding a pen in this drawer. Of course, this can be considered a complete undead, but the only thing that can be seen here is the hand.

This skeleton will write down all the command messages sent to his "brain" using contact magic the day before at midnight every day. Because the method of issuing commands to the undead is different from contact magic, it increases reliability and enhances response.

Detectability.

Of course, you can also call this a fax machine, the necromancy version.

The new product invented by the Ministry of Magic of the Bajas Empire a few months ago is very popular. However, it must be operated by a magic caster of level 10 or above who must have the Necromancer profession. Necromancer was not a visible profession in the past, and it also involves ethical issues.

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That skeletal hand had to be able to write at least before it was alive, so using a monster to replace it is impossible, so whose hand should be used?

Also, you have to know that the literacy rate in this world is not high.

Therefore, it seems that the necrofax machine will not be popularized in this century.

However, the Kingdom of Titania has established the Fairy Temple of the Hell Fairy Order in many countries and is responsible for part of the medical service industry. It is almost equivalent to controlling the lifeblood of the residents of many countries. In order to facilitate communication, the Necrofax machine is not

How can I justify getting a batch here?

Of course it's free. But the one Star used was made by Luna after studying it. If she uses something made in another country, she still worries about information leakage.

As the elf in charge, Star has to sort out this information every day.

In fact, there are a lot of boring information such as various advertisements or trivial things, but except for some direct transmission secrets, all information will be sent to the local Fairy Temple first, and will be screened before reaching the Kingdom of Titania.

"This is... a message from Lily. One week later, the... engagement ceremony between the Elf King of the Elf Kingdom and the Queen of the Dragon Kingdom will be held in the Elf Kingdom. Pith will be invited... to participate?"

Star held a piece of paper and read it once before feeling embarrassed.

"Although I'm very interested, what should I do if Pisces is not here? Should I let Sugar stand in as usual? Well, that's the only way."

Star drew a circle on this one, put it aside, and picked up the next one.

"Message No. 899 from Alice, the ambassador to the Hill Giant Country, tracing back to one of the hometown strongholds of the founder of the 'Abyssal Body'... Mogros Country? I remember this place is -" Star stood up and looked at

The map of the Central Continent posted on the wall in front of the desk, "The east side is quite far from here. Anyway-"

Star picked up the vine pen and "brushed" a small map on the piece of paper. After marking the location, he rolled up the paper and tied it up. He activated teleportation magic on it and teleported it to the grid of one of the investigators.

He put it in Lan Beier's pocket and used contact magic to send her a reminder message.

"The next one..." Star was about to pick up the next one, but suddenly an urgent message came from his mind.

Alice No. 5: "Urgent battle report! Urgent battle report! It is confirmed that the members of the inner formation of the 'Abyssal Body' are out to fight. Three of our single-digit numbers have already gone to fight, but failure will happen sooner or later..."

"Hmph, are you finally impatient?" Star put down the documents on the table, stood up and stretched, "The damage ratio between the enemy and us remains at 573:1, and most of the people on our side have been resurrected after death, and the undead have died.

They will all turn into ashes, and even the undead who can 'force themselves not to panic' are feeling impatient."

As she said that, Star glanced at the "pictured world" and said, "If I don't come back, maybe there won't be any tank battles here, or will it be more interesting over there?" After saying that, she disappeared into the room.

The Holy Grail War of Crounpis has long been defeated, so where did she go?

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The world in the painting, the world of the moon,????——

Crounpis didn't know what happened. After she disappeared on the Weiyuan River, she fell deep into a void space that seemed to be surrounded by black mud.

The evil in this world?

It doesn't feel like it.

Crownpis tried to escape, but failed. Obviously she should be able to open the "door" leaving the "painted world" smoothly if she wanted to. There was also the option of committing suicide and returning, but she finally mustered up the courage.

I tried it once, but I didn’t expect that after an unknown amount of time, I was resurrected directly in this black mud-like void space!

That is, this is not the real world at all, but a place similar to a spiritual space or a dream.

And about three days after she arrived here, that is, one week after the start of the Holy Grail War, the fact that this place was not the real world was confirmed.

With tears of blood and red eyes, Lancer Diarmuid crawled out of the black mud: "Curse you! You trampled on my only sincere wish, aren't you ashamed!"

"Ha?!" Crounpisi's face suddenly became distorted, and she was not afraid of the arrogant appearance of the guy in front of her - she had seen too many undead people, and the guy in front of her seemed to be less powerful.

She directly kicked Diarmuid to the ground, sat on him and shined a light on his handsome face. She punched him one after another, hitting this face: "What the hell are you wishing for? Don't think that you lack the ability and courage."

Put the fault of the shortcomings on others!"

Clownpith knew that Diarmuid was one of the legends of the Celtic mythology branch, and his famous tragic love story with the Irish princess Granny Commack, the fiancée of his master Finn McCool. It was considered to be Lance

The prototype of the love story between Lot and King Arthur's queen Guinevere is a tragedy.

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