Omnibus; People are in the wrong place, there are dimensional simulators

Chapter 167: I Know King Arthur Better Than You Are!!

It borders England to the east.

Surrounded by the sea on three sides.

The Duchy of Wales, as a country that completed its integration with England, actually seemed somewhat alien to England itself.

After all, after all, on the one hand, they still call themselves the remnants of the Celts, and on the other hand, the Angsa bandits, who have long occupied the British Isles, can calm down between the invaders and the rebels to form a nominal country, which can be regarded as very restrained on both sides.

Of course, there are also Scottish and Irish who are not compatible with the English

Once in Wales, the guide who took him to the cemetery took him directly to the car.

A very retro diesel locomotive.

Walk through the wilderness of Wales.

The driver with a cold expression and even a little gloomy feeling is actually enough to remind people of the possibility of killing people and throwing corpses into the wilderness.

It’s just that Roque is not an ordinary person.

As a driver, he also knows that his passengers are not ordinary people.

In a state of silence, the diesel locomotive stopped in front of a mountain pass, and the driver spoke to his passenger,

“Pass through the pass, climb the next mountainside, and you will be where the cemetery is located.”

“Why don’t you deliver me directly?”

“This thing is not allowed to pass.”

The driver pointed to the old antique diesel locomotive and said softly, “Only the carriage is within their tolerance.”

“Okay.”

The older the place, the stronger the sense of resistance to technology, which is not surprising, just like isolating information from the outside and keeping the inside always in a closed-loop state, you can isolate yourself from the world and mysteriously slow down the decline from the inside.

This concept of shaking a tree like a grasshopper has a certain degree of operability, but in fact, it is like growing a little longer hair to reserve more magic, which is a kind of effort like a drop in the bucket.

As long as I don’t recognize that the outside world has changed, this small town will not change, and this kind of seemingly hidden concept will probably cause laughter if it is placed in the lecture hall of the modern magic department.

Walking on the muddy path, crossing the mountain pass, the density of moisture in the air has suddenly increased a lot, if it was 95050% before, now the humidity is about 150%, the more you go to the mountain, the denser and clearer the impurities in the air.

Not metal particles produced by industrialization.

That’s the “particle” that only “psionics” can capture.

In the words of the Orientals, this place is full of yin and is a treasure land of feng shui for raising corpses.

However, it is accurate to say that it should be infinitely close to the “boundary between life and death”.

Those particles are “spirits”

Gradually reaching the position on the mountainside, there will be a few crow neighing sounds not far away, some harsh, but also a little ominous.

In the general perception of Western society, the meaning of “black” is mostly calamity and ominous.

Pitch-black birds.

Cat with black fur.

Probably the two animals that have been given the most misunderstood meanings.

“Ahead is not the realm of the living, stop here, outlander.”

Slowly walking out of the thick fog, an old man in his sixties came to Roque, a raven standing on his shoulder, his pupils flashing scarlet.

“I am a participant in the Holy Grail War, the winner who swept King Arthur into the defeated sequence seven years ago.”

Roque explained his intentions succinctly.

The old man stared deeply at Roque, was silent for a moment, and suddenly asked in a muffled voice, “Why did you, the victor, come to the cemetery?” Flaunting your might? ”

“Then I’ll be blunt, I’m here for the Holy Gun.”

“Please come back, there’s no such thing here.”

“Why be so unkind? Gravekeeper old sir. ”

A gentle smile spread on the face of the caller, and he said softly,

“For you, the Holy Spear is also like a shackle, the ritual left by that witch is like a ‘time bomb’, and you don’t want your noble knight king to appear because he sacrificed the girl of the village and choose to kill himself without hesitation?”

“…… Wang will never be! ”

“A woman who already has a self-destructive mentality, a woman who is so clean that she even has a cleanliness in her personality… A woman who regards chivalry as a code of conduct, don’t you think she will? ”

Roque’s sneering voice burrowed into the ears of the gravekeeper, which was particularly harsh.

The old man’s pupils unconsciously began to appear angry,

“Evil way!”

“If you dare to insult that great king again!”

“Insult? No, this is not an insult, but I have always praised her high character, like a saint, but… I don’t understand people’s hearts. ”

Saying that, Roque raised his eyebrows again, looked at the old man of the gravekeeper and continued to speak.

“Leaving aside the matter of the Holy Gun, just the matter of your plan to resurrect the Knight King, I think you better stop.”

“Impossible! Our long-cherished wish for thousands of years is to resurrect my king! ”

“I mean, Artoria never died, there was no need for resurrection at all.”

“Artoria? Who? ”

The old gravekeeper’s thinking paused for a moment, and even though he clearly understood the object of the other party’s words, he couldn’t help but suddenly raise his voice by several decibels,

“King, the king is not dead yet? How can it be? ”

“Hicjacet Arthurus Rexquondam Rexquefuturus, you should have heard that, right?”

“Of course, what do you want to say?”

“In fact, from that moment on, she was erased from the concept of life and death, time, and existed as the guardian of human history.”

“What, what?!”

Greeting the panicked expression of the old gravekeeper, the young man who had a fairly clear understanding of the follower system of this world showed a pleasant smile, raised two fingers, and continued to speak,

“It is well known that magicians are martyrs who pursue the roots, and before the roots, there are two individuals who prevent magicians from reaching the vortex of roots.”

“Gaia.”

“Alayah.”

“Collectively, inhibition.”

“…… What’s the point of you telling me this? ”

“Don’t panic, the so-called slave is originally selected by the inhibition, as the guardian force of the planet and the human sense, and among the two objects selected by the inhibition, Gaia usually fills all qualified dead people into the list of “guardians”, but Alaya is different…”

Roque met the old gravekeeper’s instantly contracted pupils, and his smile became more and more pleasant,

“Looks like you’ve guessed it.”

“Alayah will choose the living and freeze the life of a qualified guardian at the last moment of his life, and in this sense, King Arthur, Artoria Pendragon, is simply sleeping in Alayah’s covenant, never dying.”

“So, although Artoria will be summoned as a follower, she who has never died from beginning to end, if she really uses the body of a little girl as a séance container, she will probably be angry and want to execute all your unfilial descendants.”

Resurrected after death.

Alive is called.

This must be the position of two concepts, the old gravekeeper is not sure whether the words of the man in front of him are true or false, but let them easily abandon the mission that has lasted for thousands of years, it is absolutely impossible.

“Can’t believe what I’m saying, can you?”

Roque looked at the gloomy-looking old gravekeeper and laughed again, or rather… His smile never stopped, but at the moment he smiled more and more happily.

“Give that child to me, and I’ll take her to the Holy Grail War, and summon the Knight King through that gun, and when that time comes… You will naturally know her answer. ”

“That ceremony in Fuyuki City? It’s just sixty years, the old man waits, there is no need to bother the honored guest. ”

“Can you survive for sixty years?”

Carefully measuring the face of the old gravekeeper, Roque narrowed his eyes and shook his head,

“Soon there will be two Holy Grail Wars, to be precise, only I know, by the way, if the girl in your graveyard has already undergone the first round of changes, if she is not suppressed, the second appearance of Artoria will make her completely become King Arthur.”

“……”

The old gravekeeper was silent and stared at Roque without saying a word, with obvious struggle in his expression.

If there really is an error in the mission of the gravekeeper.

Then it is not too late for him to correct in his generation.

Perhaps compared to the long years, the loss of sacrificing a “Son of God” is small, and it is even possible to overturn everything that the person in front of him has said.

However, the old tomb keeper thought of the deeds of the noble king that only existed in ancient records.

If it were that king, he probably wouldn’t really be willing to accept the sacrifice of an unknown girl’s life.

It was like… It was like personally trampling on the chivalric path she practiced.

“That kid, I can let you take it.”

After struggling for a long time, the old gravekeeper seemed to have given up resistance, and sighed slightly,

“Please come with me, honorable.”

He turned around, and his body seemed to be much swollen in an instant, no longer the sturdiness he had when he appeared in front of Roque before.

As an old man in his sixties and seventies, his actual age may be much higher, if he does not inherit the ancient Celtic blood, and has physical performance better than ordinary people, let alone move freely on the thick foggy mountain road, or walk around the field for a short time, he will feel tired.

And the gravekeeper at this moment is closer to the characteristics of this twilight year.

Following the footsteps of the gravekeeper in front of him, Roque walked step by step to the village where the cemetery was located.

But —

I don’t know if it’s an illusion or what.

He felt that the fog on the way forward seemed to be getting thicker.

Originally, it was just mixed with something similar to “spirit”, but at this moment, it is more like even the basic composition of fog has become something else.

His heart couldn’t help but raise his alarm.

His gaze kept sweeping around.

Trying to find the slightest clue.

Only, still nothing.

Until he broke through the fog and could see the village of the cemetery clearly, the old man who led the way slowly spoke,

“Although there is no need to say anything welcome.”

“However, at Brakmoya Cemetery, I hope that the distinguished guests will still remember some rules.”

“First, please remember to pray to the Black Virgin at all times.”

“Second, please don’t go out late at night.”

“Third, you must not enter the cemetery alone.”

“Fourth, although many people can enter the cemetery, please be sure not to approach the swamp.”

After the old man said this, it was like a loss

The will to continue the conversation, hang his head, and continue to walk forward.

When crossing a long street, Roque was surprised to find that on the rattan tables on the left and right sides of the long street, there were not a few black teas, and they were still wafting wisps of white smoke.

“Local customs? Mr. Gravekeeper, does your cemetery like to use the aroma of black tea to replace the aroma of grass and trees? ”

“No, probably went to prayer.”

“There are twenty or thirty cups of hot tea here, are you saying that there are so many people living in your cemetery who are like Alzheimer’s and can’t remember prayer time?”

Roque faintly began to perceive a possibility in his heart, and suddenly opened his dark blue demon eyes and swept around.

In a flash

Densely packed…

The line of death that almost obscures the sight is frantically drilled into the eyeballs, and the amount of information that almost completely incinerates the brain is constantly pouring into the mind.

“…… Tatatari ——! ”

The amount of information that almost ran away allowed Roque to directly confirm the current state of this cemetery, and hurriedly closed the Demon Eye of Death, and the nerves in his brain were as hot as a burning iron that almost made him collapse to the ground.

“Is it really here?…… Why didn’t this old immortal make a contract with Elte Luqi to challenge the sixth law!! ”

I couldn’t help but curse the owner who might have caused the accident in the current cemetery.

Roque leaned against the tree trunk on the side of the road, his face pale, constantly gasping, and his expression became extremely gloomy.

“The “Rational Reaction”… One of the seven weapons of the Atlas Academy, it is enough to record information and recreate the weapon of spirit and personality. ”

“There’s a huge amount of information that exists around this cemetery today.”

“Is it constituting someone’s spirit, personality?”

“This group of madmen, could it be that they have really created that person?”