"The unfamiliar ceiling. And the familiar smell of disinfectant."
This was Yagi Xuesai's reaction after he opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling of the infirmary.
This is a very common opening in games that focus on amnesia.
With this rare opportunity, Yagi Xuesai's playful spirit was ignited.
When was it? I actually fell asleep.
He looked at his body. Although he couldn't see clearly due to the bandage, he should have been healed for the time being.
He felt it for a while and felt that there seemed to be a foreign object in his chest. He tried to move his right hand. The arm that had been chopped off by Hercules seemed to have been uninjured in the first place and was perfectly connected to his body.
There is no hindrance to movement and no pain.
I have to lament that the Servant's body is so convenient.
If this were a human, he would be dead. He would be dead just from losing too much blood.
He pricked the skin with his fingers, groped for a while on his chest, and finally took out a brass bullet...
He probably understood why he lost consciousness before.
It's probably painful.
As he breathed, the skin he had just punctured began to heal, as if he had never been injured.
"You... devil... okay?"
"Hey, Brother Xue, what Charles is saying is that your injuries should be almost healed. You may still have a little bit of magic power, but you should be okay?"
The familiar and energetic girl, Wendy, also acted as the translator for Charles who had difficulty speaking today.
Yagi Xuezhai turned his head and saw the emotionless crow mask that was commonly used by doctors during the Black Death. He thought to himself: Fortunately, I didn't look up and see him, otherwise I would have been scared out loud.
"Good morning, Charles, and little Wendy."
Yagi Xuezhai smiled easily, climbed up, stretched out his hand to hold Wendy's little head, and she stood on tiptoes to cooperatively hand her hair to his hand for her to rub, with a happy look on her face. Just like a cat...
...No, generally speaking, cats are not so docile. I should say, they are like small dogs, right?
If there was a tail, it would probably be wagging very quickly.
It’s so easy to understand, Wendy.
"The self-healing ability is good."
Next to him, Yae Niijima was holding a data sheet in his hand, flipping through it, and talking to him.
"Oh, I thought so too!"
"The lower the creature, the stronger its self-healing ability. You are simply a paramecium."
"Um...Miss Niijima, are you trying to hurt me or are you praising me?"
"Huh, whatever you want."
Niijima Yae ignored him and continued to look down at the information sheet in his hand.
That was when Niijima Yae and Romani measured various data about his body while he was unconscious.
Among them, the self-healing ability and magic power conductivity have been significantly improved.
The most typical example is that it is now difficult for Medea to transform him into a master.
Because the body will instinctively reject these foreign objects.
At first, during Vlad III's time, he had one of his ribs removed and replaced with a rib specially customized by Medea to simulate the magic circuit, so that it could work.
Now, if you break a rib, a new one will grow out in less than ten minutes. If you use a knife to carve words on the rib, it will also be healed by the self-healing ability. You can only use special gemstone liquid to write symbols on the rib.
Should this kind of self-healing ability be said to be good or bad?
He didn't think too much, he just stretched his waist, made a lazy sound, and moved his body comfortably.
"By the way, is Fujimaru Ritsuka awake?"
"woke up."
A girl's voice came from the bed next door.
Accompanied by the slight rustling sound, the girl on the other side of the curtain whispered her hometown dialect to encourage herself. Then, she pulled the curtain and appeared in front of Yagi Xuezai, almost jumping.
There were tears in the corners of his eyes, and the whites of his eyes were bloodshot, but there was a cheerful smile on his face.
If you stay depressed, you will only cause trouble for others.
She tried hard not to think about Arash.
As Yagi said, if you become depressed here, you have no right to claim to be Arash's former master.
The followers who come in the future will not know about Arash's dedication and sacrifice. They can only infer from Fujimaru Ritsuka's words and deeds that if she cannot take charge of her role alone, his evaluation will also drop.
After thinking about this, Fujimaru Ritsuka tried hard to stop crying.
"Dang! The wild Fujimaru Ritsuka appears!"
"Okay, then let's fire the destruction death ray first."
"What the hell, Yagi-senpai! Shouldn't you be throwing the Poké Ball now?!"
"Ah, sorry, this is not a novice tutorial level. I don't have a ball in my bag yet. I have to go to a store in the second city to sell it - and I don't have any money."
"Can novices use destruction to kill them all?!"
"Tsk, you are really messing around, Fujimaru-kun."
"Hey?! Blame me?! Is this something I should be blamed for?"
The two of them sang together and talked about the popular collectible handheld game.
Seeing that she could talk to him fluently, Yagi Xuezai breathed a sigh of relief.
Whether it's real or fake, at least she makes people feel more relaxed.
"By the way, Yagi-senpai! I said, let's go and summon."
"Um?"
Yagi Xuezai's heart skipped a beat, and he thought to himself: Could it be possible that you still want to summon Arash?
Under the current circumstances, without being connected with Arash, the probability of summoning him is not high.
"Didn't you tell me everything? Private money! I still have the Saint Quartz! Give it to me!"
"Huh? You still remember what happened in the dream."
"You said it all, take it out! Where is it hidden?"
Fujimaru Ritsuka said, grinning, raising his hands, as if the big bad wolf was about to eat Little Red Riding Hood. Yagi Yukisai quickly tightened his quilt, pretending to be an innocent girl: "No! Ritsuka doesn't want it! What am I doing?
It’s nothing like that! Just let me go!”
"Uh... that... senior... Yagi-senpai? This is..."
Hearing the movement in the infirmary, Matthew was the first one to rush in.
Then I saw...well...a scene that was too exciting for a pure girl.
"Ah, Matthew, this is just a little joke between colleagues!"
Fujimaru Ritsuka quickly explained to her.
Taking advantage of the lively atmosphere, Yagi Xuezai concentrated his magic power, and a blue swordsman uniform formed on the outside of his body. He moved his body without feeling any discomfort.
Okay, no matter what, it will be good if Fujimaru Ritsuka can cheer up.
"I have never properly greeted all the servants who responded to the summons before!"
"Yeah! I know Yagi-senpai!"
"Okay, then, let's go and get the Saint Crystal from Da Vinci, and then let's summon the servants."
"uh-huh!"
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At the same time, in a certain room in Chaldea...
"Damn it... you haven't come yet! So, a bastard is a bastard. He doesn't know etiquette and has no ability. Although summoning me is too heavy a burden for ordinary people, it's wrong to delay coming to see me! Damn it, damn it.