The android girl will not dream of the fairy knight sister

　I am just a beast, an ugly beast that follows my inner desires.

　Just as I was thinking this, just as I was about to escape.

　His hands reached out and held him in his arms.

　With one hand she embraced herself, and with the other hand she wiped away her tears bit by bit with a handkerchief that appeared out of nowhere.

　yes...

　I cried, and once again shed tears of regret...

　When was the last time?

　The girl held Meilushin in her arms, and the handkerchief in her hand kept stroking Meilushin's cheek.

　His cheeks were extremely pale and his teeth were clenched tightly to prevent himself from making any sound due to the unbearable pain.

　Even if the wound has healed, the pain it caused will not disappear with the healing.

　Just hold on a little longer, just hold on a little longer——

　The girl kept reminding herself in her heart.

　Cold sweat continued to slide down his cheeks, slowly soaking his clothes.

　Cannot be discovered, cannot be detected.

　Just keep it a secret.

　The wounds are only this severe.

　His palm gently patted Meilushin's back.

　"It's okay, just cry it out, okay? Sister?"

　There seemed to be some kind of magic in the words, and the vision wet with tears began to become blurry.

　The thin body nestled in the arms of another thin body, trembling slightly, followed by a burst of light sobbing.

　Like the calm before the storm, the faint sobbing only lasted for a moment before completely stopping, followed by heart-wrenching howling.

　“Pah…Pah…”

　There was a sparse sound outside the window, and raindrops kept falling on the glass.

　It's raining...

　Just like Meilushin's mood, heavy rain poured down and thunder came uninvited.

　Raindrops kept hitting the glass, and the sound of rain kept reaching the ears of the two people on the bed.

　Everything seemed to have returned to that night.

　The last time, Meilushin stood alone under a tree in the heavy rain and cried loudly.

　There was no one to comfort her, no one to accompany her.

　The existence that is denied will lose its physical form because of the denial.

　The chains named Lancelot bound her, acting as a restraint device that tightly wrapped around her body that was about to collapse.

　This time, there was someone accompanying her and comforting her.

　The victim comforts the abuser.

　The sound of raindrops outside the window slowly began to build a lullaby that made people feel drowsy.

　The crying of Meilushin in his arms began to slowly subside, and finally completely subsided.

　Only the still red and swollen eyes and clothes soaked with tears still tell of what happened here.

　After finishing patting Melusin's back, the girl slowly breathed a sigh of relief and then lifted all the illusions cast on herself.

　The bloodless cheek was exposed to the air again, and the bitten lips were constantly healing.

　The girl picked up her sister and laid her flat on the relatively clean side of the bed. Then she covered her mouth with her hands and slowly took a deep breath.

　Taking off her short-heeled shoes, the girl stretched out her feet and stepped slowly and silently on the carpet. Then she leaned against the bed and slowly squatted down to start cleaning up the messy carpet and bed.

　After rearranging the medicines, picking up and wrapping up the broken medicine bottles, and using magic to clean the carpet and bed that were soaked with medicine and blood, the girl slowly covered Meilushin with a quilt and slowly walked out of the room.

　The rain is still falling.

　The girl stretched out her foot and slowly walked out of the mansion and into the courtyard.

　The rain fell heavily on her body, and her luxurious dress was completely soaked in an instant.

　Under the wet white over-the-knee socks, large patches of flesh-colored skin emerged.

　Water droplets rolled across his back, and fourteen command spells slowly emerged.

　The girl stood quietly in the rain, looking up at the sky with her eyes tightly closed.

　The water droplets gathered on the cheeks continued to move downwards due to the force, sliding all the way down the cheeks to the chin.

　Part of it fell there, and part of it

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　Over the skin and down the body.

　The white fabric was obviously translucent after being soaked, and the blue-green lines on the chest flickered on and off like a breathing light with the girl's breathing frequency.

　It doesn't have any special meaning.

　Perhaps he wanted to cover up his own voice with the noisy rain, or perhaps he just wanted to walk out.

　There are no defined ideas or special meanings.

　It was just out of instinct, simply letting the body move freely.

　The girl stood quietly in the rain, letting the heavy rain wash over her.

　Then--

　It is bright.

　No, it's not sunny.

　But the sky above my head cleared up.

　A crystal clear water mirror unfolded above the girl's head, and soft sunlight penetrated the water mirror and sprinkled on the girl's body.

　The wet hair was sticky with water droplets, and slowly reflected beautiful light under the sunlight.

　The rain stopped, then continued to rain.

　The staff was gently waved, and a complex magic circle slowly attached to the girl's body.

　The completely soaked clothes were gradually dried, and the wet body gradually returned to normal.

　"Ash?"

　The girl slowly turned her head and looked at Morgan who had appeared out of nowhere.

　Morgan reached out and slowly touched the girl's cheek. There was a hint of sadness on her face beneath the veil.

　No matter when, the girl never cared about herself, not even once had such a thought.

　When will we notice it?

　"Stop hurting yourself like this."

　Morgan spoke slowly, his voice carrying a hint of reluctance and regret.

　If I hadn't given that ring, would what happened today not have happened?

　"It's okay, I know what you're thinking, I'll pay attention."

　The girl smiled softly, and her cheeks, which had regained some of their redness, looked extremely dazzling in Morgan's eyes.

　As expected... the fragments have inherited the characteristics of the original body.

　Every time I say I will pay attention, what is the result?

　In Morgan's eyes, lines that looked like an illusion began to spread along the girl's body.

　The last burn.

　Even if it is just an ember, it can still emit a brilliant light that will be remembered deep in people's hearts.

　So what about the entity?

　Morgan looked at the girl silently, sighed slowly, then reached out and touched the top of the girl's head.

　"You and Sir Lancelot don't have to attend the meeting next time. Just take some time to recover..."

　The girl nodded as she listened to Morgan's words.

　Seeing the girl nod obediently, Morgan was silent for a moment, then raised his hand to summon the water mirror, and disappeared into the courtyard again.

　The girl was silent for a moment, then raised her head and looked at the sky again.

　A pure rainbow is hanging in the sky.

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　"Maybe it's because of the land. This is the coast of Cornwall. Even if the history were different, the topography and the islands would remain the same."

　Tristan slowly told everyone his understanding.

　"Ah—yes! Sir Tristan is said to be from Cornwall, southwest of Britain. So summoning is possible, or is it the land itself calling for help...?"

　Listening to Tristan's explanation, Mash showed an expression of sudden enlightenment.

　"Of course, there might be other possibilities, such as the anxious Ritsuka praying for a summons... But no matter what, with Sir Tristan here, I feel reassured and hopeful!"

　"So, even if human history doesn't exist, as long as there's a corresponding connection, it can still be summoned, right?"

　Mashu blinked as she listened to Fujimaru Ritsuka's words.

　"So, is there a chance that Lord Gawain of Orkney and King Arthur of Camelot will also be summoned?"

　"If this were Britain... Galahad would have reacted. So the probability of Sieg being here is pretty high, right?"

　Leonardo da Vinci listened to what Fujimaru Ritsuka said and nodded.

　"Well, although I haven't had as much contact with Sieg-chin as you have, from your evaluation, it seems that he is on the side of human reason, right?"

　And then, on that day, he asked the question of what Chaldea would do if it became an enemy.

　Albion, who calls himself the Fairy Knight Galahad.

　There are too many doubts.

　Holmes deduced that the other party's behavior after hearing Chaldea's answer meant that he would definitely stand on Chaldea's side no matter what.

　But we cannot rule out the possibility of self-torture or some other plan...

　"Is that so? This is indeed a cause for celebration. I am also familiar with similar matters, such as possession summoning. Those who can persuade Sir Galahad to accept this summoning might be as happy to assist you as our king is."

　“Of course, even if it’s just a small contribution, I will still do my best.

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　This is my duty as a Knight of the Round Table, even if it is only an unconscious summon. But please feel free to use my demon string."

　As Tristan spoke, the harp in his hand emitted a sound of joy and determination.

　"Let me lead the way. Please leave the affairs of southwestern Britain to me. I have a sense of the land. From here, we can cross a few mountains and reach the hilly area. It will take about two hours to reach the main street. Let's go, Master."

　"Reliable Sir Tristan!"

　The Chaldean team slowly moved and disappeared into the thick fog.

　A moment after the figure disappeared, a pair of fully armed solemn knights slowly appeared.

　The leading captain looked at the direction they left and then looked at the map in his hand.

　On the map, the direction the people were heading in had nothing to do with the mountain.

　After a moment's silence, the captain looked back at Auberon who had been following him.

　"Well... getting lost is unavoidable..."