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Chapter Nine, Dreams

While Yagi Sessai was working hard to repair the singularity and seek the Saint Crystal, what was Fujimaru Ritsuka doing?

The answer is, dream.

Yes, dreaming.

Everyone dreams.

Regarding dreams, many people believe that dreams have meanings. There are dream interpreters in the East who specialize in inferring through dreams, which is similar to divination. In the West, there are dream catchers, which are believed to be able to capture nightmares and keep people in good spirits.

sleep.

There are also some experts and scholars who specialize in the study of dreams to analyze people’s deep consciousness through dreams.

In mysticism, dreams are often a connection with some special mystical significance.

The most typical ones are probably the master and the servant.

In a normal Holy Grail War, there will occasionally be situations like this: one day the Master suddenly dreams about something completely unrelated to himself, and is doing completely unfamiliar things in a completely unfamiliar background.

I am like a bystander, unable to interact with anything in the dream, I can only watch the dream happen.

Such dreams are often the servant's "past". They are fed back to the Master in the form of dreams.

For example, it's like a cup of hot water. If you hold it for too long, your palms will become hot. If you stay with a servant for a long time, this kind of feedback will also occur.

However, Fujimaru Ritsuka's situation is a bit more strange.

First of all...the location is the singularity Fuyuki.

This shouldn't be wrong.

Because, the pungent smell of smoke can be clearly smelled in the nasal cavity.

After burning asphalt, walls, and all kinds of debris, the air mixed with smoke and dust has an acrid feeling that is almost suffocating.

In the field of vision, only the charred black of collapse, the crimson of burning, and the white of thick smoke became the only embellishments.

This is Fuyuki, there is no problem. The question is: why did Fujimaru Ritsuka dream of this place?

"Oh? There is an interesting child."

A calm female voice.

The voice is slightly deep, majestic and magnetic.

"I know your name. Fujimaru Ritsuka...right?"

She has long dark purple hair, red eyes, and her graceful body is wrapped in a tight-fitting purple tights. It is exquisite and embossed, and has a strong charm that even women can't help but take a second look at. The armor covering her body is small.

It's so pitiful that only the shoulder pads and boots are made of metal. In various games and animations, this kind of character must be agile.

Fujimaru Ritsuka subconsciously stood up straight, feeling a little at a loss.

The more he looked at the other person, the more he felt: Sure enough, he didn't recognize her.

Because such a beauty will definitely leave an impression, right?

She looked at the other person back and forth...and finally her eyes fell on the red gun in her hand.

That gun, even to a layman like her, could clearly feel the killing smell.

And... I always feel like I've seen similar weapons somewhere...

But I can't remember.

"Huh? Why are you looking at me with such intense eyes? Oh, not at me, but at the gun? It's really rare and valuable for you to have such an eye for appreciating weapons at your age."

The woman holding the red gun seemed to be very happy. When she raised her wrist, the red gun blade instantly turned into dancing red light, hovering around her arm like an interactive snake, and was finally firmly grasped in her hand.

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"However, this is not something particularly worth mentioning. There is no legend about it being forged by gods. It is just an ordinary gun and a stick cut out of the exoskeleton of a sea monster. How..."

The woman smiled slightly and teased with a hint of narrow-mindedness: "Is it possible that you are pretending to look at the gun, but you are actually peeking at me? Is this the first time you meet a woman from Ulster?"

When Fujimaru Ritsuka heard what she said, he quickly turned away to avoid suspicion and coughed dryly: "Um, I, I am Fujimaru Ritsuka. I come from a place called Chaldea! Excuse me, who are you? Here

Where is it?"

As if she was frightened by her serious question, the woman raised her eyebrows, showed an interested expression, and said: "How should I put it... It's true, I didn't deliberately announce my name. When the soldiers came to visit,

Everyone knows my identity. Warcraft and fallen gods can only challenge me out of fear. Everyone knows who I am from the beginning and is in awe. That’s why you ask me my name without any prejudice.

This situation has not happened for a long time. So, I will reply to you seriously and sincerely."

The woman also stood up straight, with the spear erected by her side. With a simple movement of standing at attention, the charming body's aura changed, instantly turning into the seriousness of a warrior, or even the majesty of a king.

"I am a thing outside the world. I am not old, no. I am a [some kind of existence] that should last forever. My name is Scathach. I am the master of the alien magical land [Land of Shadows]."

"The Kingdom of Shadows..."

Fujimaru Ritsuka vaguely felt that he had seen this name somewhere, probably in a game. He had played a similar phrase in the PSP that Yagi Yusei lent him before...

Her knowledge reserve is really not up to par.

Scathach is an extremely famous character in Celtic mythology. The great hero in Celtic mythology, Cu Chulainn, is his disciple. He practiced in the Kingdom of Shadows and received it from his master as a graduation gift.

The red magic spear——[Gaborg], the real name of the liberation of the noble phantom: the spear that penetrates the death thorns.

Even the disciples he taught are such great heroes, let alone the level of the teacher.

As a Servant, Scathach has extremely exceptional fighting power. Not only her spear skills, but also magic. Although she is not a god, her skills honed to the limit are enough to kill gods. She is a powerful Servant with the power of killing gods.

"Then don't just stand here. Look, the team to greet us is here."

Scathach raised his chin, and Fujimaru Ritsuka looked over. There was a field of skeleton soldiers wrapped in a faint black mist.

No matter how you look at it, it is the incarnation of death.

"If you don't fight, you will die."

Scathach seemed to have no intention of intervening.

"Um, but, I, I'm not very good at fighting... magic, I haven't learned attack magic yet..."

Fujimaru Ritsuka grimaced.

Scathach smiled and said: "That is indeed a bit unfair. Then, I will help you. Come."

Scathach drew some symbols with his fingers on her chest, shoulders, and top of her head.

In an instant, Fujimaru Ritsuka felt a numbness all over his body, as if an electric current had flashed through him, and he had goosebumps all over his body. Wherever the electric-like touch flowed, the quality of the magic circuit was significantly improved.

"You are the master, and leadership is your power. Come on. Try summoning the servants."

Fujimaru Ritsuka nodded as if he understood, and the skeleton soldiers in the distance were already pressing up.

At this time... rather than Mashu's shield... we should consider how to defeat a large-scale army...

The command spell on the back of her hand was glowing red. She didn't notice that her whole body was now emitting a strange light.

These lights merged into the command spell, and finally formed a magic circle with her feet as the core.

"Wow, it's so hot...what the hell is this place...Yo, Fujimaru. Good morning."

There was no tension in the conversation. There was no doubt that there was only one person in the entire Chaldea who would joke with her in this tone under such circumstances.

Yagi Yussai.

The black-haired boy wearing a blue swordsmanship suit and silver armor, holding a holy sword, was smiling at her with a cheerful smile.


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