The infinite sword system has been mastered, and you say this is the dragon clan?

Chapter 132 You’ve been ruined by Takeuchi’s face in this life!

the next morning.

After Nuonuo woke up Xia Mi again, she was surprised to find that Xia Mi's face looked even more abnormal. Compared with the slight tiredness of the previous day, her expression now was faintly mixed with a sense of resentment and humiliation.

Of course, this expression is not obvious. This is the state of the other party that Nono judged using profile perception during a short period of contact, and it is highly credible.

There must be something fishy about this matter!

Nuonuo, full of suspicion, led Xia Mi, who had gotten up late again, to have breakfast. During the breakfast, she carefully calculated the days they had lived together in the past two days, and the time Xia Mi was not under her supervision was not very long.

Apart from sleeping time at night, it is only during the day when Emiya and Xia Mi are alone in the quiet room working on magic research projects.

In other words, if it wasn't because of the time spent alone, then it was very likely that something had happened between Emiya and Xia Mi... But the emotions hidden between the girl's eyebrows were anger and humiliation... Could it be that Emiya forced her...

When Nono's thoughts came to this point, her heart suddenly jumped. But no matter how she thought about it, it didn't make sense. Emiya was obviously not such a person, but that wasn't necessarily the case. Xia Mi's appearance was too advantageous. Even if she had a flat chest... Damn it, men's nature was...

Nuonuo's mood was like a roller coaster, going up and down between different altitudes. She returned to her room in a confused mood.

When passing by Melyuchina's room, Nono raised her eyebrows slightly. She saw a dragon's tail quietly poking out of the gap of the sliding door, revealing a small black sharp object. At first glance, she thought it was a small black hard part, which was slightly fluctuating in a regular manner with the breathing of the owner of the tail...

"Wake up! Lazy cousin!"

Nuonuo pushed the sliding door open with one foot, walked in and patted Melyuchina's sleepy face.

"Well?"

"Now I don't have time for you to enjoy sleeping in. From now on, the rest time in the morning will be cancelled. I will arrange human etiquette courses for you! You sleep all day and don't even look like you're sleeping. How can you be so lazy and still want to integrate into human society?"

"...Ah?" Melyuchina was struck by lightning, her face wilted like a frosted eggplant, the only bad news left in her mind was "I can't sleep in anymore".

What Nono was thinking was that there was a new person living in the house, Xia Mi. It would be hard to explain if Melusina showed her true colors in front of the other party. She couldn't say that it was some kind of small toy that was inserted for play, right?
"What? I'm doing this for your own good!"

As soon as Nuonuo opens his mouth, he starts to show the flavor of a Shenzhou-style parent.

She had absolutely no intention of letting out even a little bit of emotion because of what might have happened between Emiya and Natsumi.

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"So, regarding that topic, what we should talk about today is..."

Emiya walked into the quiet room just like the day before.

The four eyes inside looked over at the same time.

"?"

Bang. Emiya took a half step back, closed the sliding door in an instant, and opened it again.

Still looking at him.

Strange, I didn’t go to the wrong place.

Emiya blinked and looked at Xia Mi and Nono who were sitting opposite each other in the quiet room. This was indeed the usual quiet room, but for some reason, his seat was openly occupied by Nono.

"Nono, you took my seat."

"Yeah. Emiya, come sit down too."

"what?"

Emiya didn't understand what this crazy girl was doing. He shook his head speechlessly, closed the sliding door behind him, and sat next to Nono, squeezing together with her at the table.

Nono's long white legs revealed flexible white lines from under her skirt. Due to their close positions, they were pressed together, conveying a smooth, soft and warm touch on the side of Emiya's body.

"No, Nuonuo, Xia Mi and I are studying magic research topics. Are you sure you want to stay here?"

While he and Xia Mi were sorting out yesterday's data and records, Emiya asked. Nono stretched out her long legs casually, rubbing her smooth skin through her thin clothes, and tapping her smooth toes on the wooden floor.

"Why can't I stay here and listen in? Don't worry, even if I don't understand, I won't disturb you. Or is your topic too embarrassing...?"

Nono's suspicious gaze moved back and forth between Emiya and Xia Mi. The sorrow, resentment and other negative emotions that were hovering on Xia Mi's face at this moment magically disappeared when she saw Emiya. What kind of secret is hidden between these two people... ?
"What do you mean by the topic is shameful? What kind of nonsense are you talking about? Well, you just want to come over and watch, right? It's up to you."

Emiya thought that this was not a big deal, as long as Nono didn't suddenly have a brain attack and tear up the academic materials on the table... So he continued to discuss the theme of the new issue with Xia Mi, the true image of historical and legendary figures.

Emiya expressed and explained in a more academic way the "feminization" and "body shape deviation" of some characters.

"In fact, since historical figures do not live in the same time and space as we do today, it is difficult for us to penetrate this layer of time and space fog and see the true appearance of people in the past. If we rely solely on historical records, there will be deviations from the author's subjective views and tampering to cater to the rule of the rulers at that time..."

For example, the adult conqueror Alexander the Great was not short. He was a big, muscular man over two meters tall. As for Darius III, who fought with him in the past, his height was even more incredible.

But Napoleon was a real dwarf.

In addition, in the FGO world line, the reason why the dwarf becomes a tall and strong man of nearly 1.9 meters when summoned, and even his preferences are inconsistent with historical facts, is because the spiritual base composition of this Napoleon is mixed with part of his descendant Napoleon III, and part of it is anecdotes generated by the speculation of later generations.

Xia Mi was amazed when she heard this. She thought to herself, can body shape really be so casual? Then can she create an account and modify her breast data?
Tsk... Xia Mi seemed to hear the devil's whisper in her mind. Yes, you are the developer, so it would be easy for you to cram in a little bit of your own personal stuff, right?
But the voice of reason came over at this moment, crushing the devil's whispers: No matter how big your breasts are when you are wearing a vest, they are fake, not real, so don't be obsessed with them...

Xia Mi reluctantly suppressed her reckless thoughts and decided to shift her attention to the next small goal of the project, which was to draw an image for each heroic spirit... just as to lay the foundation for the original painting of the pile of heroic spirit designs.

"Portraits...Do you want to make a Heroic Spirit Illustrated Book?"

Emiya was stunned when he heard it, then his eyebrows twitched and his expression changed, as if he felt some memories beginning to attack him crazily -

Because he remembered that the images of the heroes in the FGO mobile game were drawn by different painters, which resulted in an extremely inconsistent style of character painting in this game. Some of the heroes' portraits were even very outrageous and abstract... For example, the "First Sun" Smoke Mirror in Aztec mythology.

(Smoke Mirror: Let me play FGO.jpg)

"Junior Sister Xia Mi, before you do this, are you sure that your painting skills are good enough?"

"Hmm? Painting skills? Although I can't reach the level of those famous painters, I have attended art classes, and I am quite good at sketching portraits. If you don't believe me, I can show you a demonstration."

Xia Mi started to work as soon as she said she would. She picked up the charcoal and pencil beside her and began to draw smooth and tight lines. Her brushstrokes were steady and powerful, with a good balance of tension and relaxation, as if the brush was an extension of her body parts. She controlled the importance of emphasis just right.

It seemed that she was no longer a simple sketch artist, but a living printing press. Therefore, the whole painting was almost completed in one stroke without any modification. If it were not for the purpose of avoiding exaggeration, Xia Mi's fingers would move so fast that afterimages would appear.

As the king of the earth and mountains, her control over strength is so precise that she can easily manipulate the strange and bizarre talismans taught in the magic classes of the aristocratic families, let alone a simple portrait.

"This is... King Arthur?"

Emiya, who was originally surprised at Xia Mi's mature painting skills, now saw a sketch of a girl with her hair tied up with a ribbon. The girl was wearing knight armor, with the skirt armor protecting both sides and fitting together with the hem of the clothes. A small tuft of hair was sticking up high as if blown by the wind, which perfectly presented the Altria in the story that Emiya had told before.

Nuonuo, who was standing by, was stunned. It was her first time attending a lecture and she had no idea what was going on. She was completely confused and had no idea what was going on.

Is this King Arthur?
That's not right... You clearly drew a girl. Do you think she hasn't read the legendary stories about the death of King Arthur? King Arthur is obviously a man. Or do you, who study magic, have the right to arbitrarily tamper with the image of legendary figures?

Nono resisted the urge to complain and didn't say anything, because they had agreed not to interfere with their topic discussion, but Emiya had something to say:

"Xia Mi, adding an illustration book to your thesis is indeed an unprecedented idea... but are you sure you want to spend this time and energy on it? It doesn't seem to make much sense, and your painting style... won't be inconsistent with each other, right?"

"Brother Emiya, what nonsense are you talking about? I don't have the energy or extra financial resources to invite other painters to help, so all the paintings must be completed by me alone, and the style must be consistent!"

Xia Mi tilted her head slightly, her sweet smile sounded like an oriole singing in the woods, and her ponytail swung playfully. She then whispered in a joking tone:
"And as you can see, I'm very fast and effortless. If I draw more times, it's almost like mass production! Who knows, even the facial shapes will become similar!"

Emiya: “…”

Takeuchi face, right? If you ignore the hairstyle, hair color and other subtle differences, all the different characters have the same face.

Forget it, forget it... As long as the finished product is not a smokey mirror face, it's fine.

(End of this chapter)