It was four days after Yagi Xuezai was called out by someone.
With a fat body, it looks like a round sphere.
He is wearing gold armor—not so much armor as it is custom-made. If he took it off, someone would definitely use it as a cauldron.
Caesar.
Although I don't know why Chaldean Caesar looks like this, there is no doubt that he is Caesar from the perspective of military talents.
"So, Caesar, why are you looking for me today?"
"Well, this is a good question. After all, there are not many people who can be summoned by me alone. Anyway, let's not talk politely for now. "Monthly☆Chaldea" is published by our Roman Publishing House."
"Who are you kidding? If it's a Roman publishing house, the cover must be Nero's, right?"
Yagi pointed out this issue sharply. Caesar coughed dryly and said: "That is not important. The point is that because of you, our two important main writers have been mentally tortured and cannot write anything that the public likes. This
It’s hard to handle. Obviously the response to this magazine is very good. Ah, it’s really sad. By the way, I’m not asking Yagi-kun to take responsibility anymore, but I just hope that you can know that when you act,
Many people will suffer misfortune because of your actions."
"You mean, you blame me?"
"Ah hahaha, of course that's not true. Well, since you mentioned it, I have to explain this issue to you."
The fat man had a simple and cunning smile on his face.
Yagi Xuezhai frowned and listened to him for two hours...
Two hours later, in Fujimaru Ritsuka's room.
"Ritsuka!"
Yagi pushed the door open and walked in. Fujimaru Ritsuka was startled, and quickly closed the Siegfried x Kojiro fanfic in his hand. When he saw it was Yagi, he was relieved.
"what?"
Ritsuka, whose interest was disturbed, asked angrily.
"Ritsuka! In order to save humanity, we have to restore the monthly magazine ☆ Chaldea first! Damn it, it's all my fault, it's all my fault. The monthly magazine ☆ Chaldea couldn't meet the deadline.
Please, Ritsuka and I will work together to find ways to write reports to fill these empty windows! Otherwise, the next issue of the magazine will have to open the skylight!"
Yagi Xuesai begged her devoutly, and Fujimaru Ritsuka frowned more and more, and said displeased: "What do you mean? Why is saving the world related to the monthly magazine?"
"There are deep-seated reasons for this, but it's too late to explain now! Come on, come with me to the realm of becoming a monthly master!"
"Senior, have you been brainwashed?"
Seeing his enthusiastic look, Fujimaru Ritsuka had already guessed in her mind: she should question Moriarty first.
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"so……"
The fifty-year-old single mathematics professor closed the book in his hand, knocked the temple of his glasses helplessly, and said: "I am indeed the boss of evil, but you can't blame it on me whenever something bad happens!"
"Yes, Ritsuka, I am really not a professor this time."
Yagi also stood on the other side, and Fujimaru Ritsuka was so angry that he stamped his feet: Who do you think I came here for?
"However, I already know the basics. In short, we want to restore this magazine. Then, since the most important writer is unreliable, we should find... other replacements. Chaldea, it seems that he can
The type of writer to be.”
Moriarty said, pushing up his glasses and smiling.
Yagi had an idea: "Yes, Ritsuka, look, don't all the Noble Phantasms in the King of Heroes' treasury have prototypes?"
"yes?"
"Andersen's treasure is writing! In other words..."
“The King of Heroes’ treasure house contains the original texts of all writers?!”
Fujimaru Ritsuka knows everything, he is such a savvy child!
"Let's go! Ritsuka, let's go! Isn't the King of Heroes waiting for us to pay our respects?"
Moriarty was startled and saw the two people leaving in a hurry.
Moriarty was left confused.
His original intention was that someone in Chaldea who had experience in writing books could help.
Whether it was Moriarty's academic book Asteroid Mechanics or the Codex of Evil he created, he was clearly the most suitable servant for the position of writer... but these two people actually went to find the King of Heroes?
!
Moriarty, he...
A little hurt...
At the same time, in the King of Heroes' room, the Chaldean staff room, which was decorated entirely with gold, became very nouveau riche. It was so jeweled that it looked scary.
Gilgamesh had a hunch that Fujimaru Ritsuka would come over today!
So he took out the good things in the treasure house early, just to scare Fujimaru Ritsuka when she came in! Then he assumed a superior posture, and this woman would definitely kneel down and worship him: "Ah,
He is worthy of being the king of ancient Babylon! This nobility makes the little girl worship you. Please allow me, who is rude and dirty, to kiss your insteps!"
Such an expansion.
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"
Thinking of this, Gilgamesh laughed happily.
"Ah, look, I just said he is here!"
Fujimaru Ritsuka's voice came from outside the door, but it seemed very small because it was through the door.
"It's okay! I forgive you! I allow you to see me!!"
Afraid that she would run away, Gilgamesh shouted loudly.
Fujimaru Ritsuka said "Excuse me" and opened the door.
Gilgamesh let out a great hum, closed his eyes, and waited for Fujimaru Ritsuka's words of worship.
"You are worthy of being the King of Heroes! What a majestic room! It has the prototype of all the Noble Phantasms in the world! You are truly worthy of being the King of Collections!"
The one who spoke was not Ritsuka, but Yagi.
Yagi saw through his eagerness to be praised and worshiped at a glance, and quickly praised him.
"Hmm, worship me as much as you want!"
"I heard that the king's treasure house contains the prototypes of all the Servants' Noble Phantasms!"
"Well, that's right, keep it."
Gilgamesh raised his eyebrows and said happily.
"Then, there should also be fairy tales by Andersen and works by Shakespeare, right?"
"Although I will not check the number of treasures in the treasure house one by one, as long as the treasures are created by humans, they are all in my treasure house!"
Gilgamesh is not exaggerating. In his treasure trove, he has everything from airplanes, cannons, nuclear bombs, and diving parties. Whether they are ancient or modern, as long as they can be created by humans, they are all in his treasure trove.
In other words, as long as it is a product of [human wisdom], its [original text of human wisdom] will be preserved in Gilgamesh's treasure house.
It's such an amazing Noble Phantasm. It makes people wonder, with such a Noble Phantasm and such a powerful Servant, it is [impossible to fail] in the Holy Grail War, right? As long as you answer the call, you will definitely win the Holy Grail War, right?
?Hmm, it must be like this, right? If you do this, you will lose...
By the way, there are some things in Gilgamesh's treasure trove that don't exist.
If it is not [existing humans], but other intelligent creatures, whether it is [new humans born after the extinction of mankind] or [universe intelligent life forms], the treasure phantom created will not be in his treasure house.
The scope of his treasure house is [the original wisdom of all mankind on earth from ancient times to the present].
After hearing this, Yagi and Ritsuka looked at each other and said with a smile: "Then, please come to the king..."
"Oh oh oh! Do you want to ask me to go to the singularity? There is really no way! Miscellaneous cultivators! For miscellaneous cultivators like you, there is no way to solve the mutation. I forgive you for your rudeness! I will come and help you myself.
Please lend a helping hand! Miscellaneous cultivators!"
"Ah, no, we just want to borrow a Noble Phantasm. Now we need a Noble Phantasm from the writer's family! Please give us the original work!"
Fujimaru Ritsuka's eyes sparkled, Gilgamesh was startled, and the expression on his face collapsed.
"Damn it!!! How dare you play tricks on me!!! I won't lend it! Get out!!"